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Dani Does the Right Thing
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)
***
A dark tale about a young woman and the abuse she
suffered as a young girl at the hands of her stepfather
and his cronies. Then after escaping, what happens when
she and her daughter are put back into that terrible
situation once again. (M+/g, Mm/Ff, ped, nc, v, inc,
oral, anal, huml)
***
Author's Note: This story was written and previously
posted in three parts. It is combined here, in the
order written. The second part is the prequel. Although
some of the events in part two predate the events in
part one of this story, they expand on this story and
are best read in the order written. This is a dark,
disturbing story and not for the faint of heart. Please
take that into consideration before you continue.
***
The first thing I did when I opened my front door was
to scream, and then I fainted. When I regained my
senses I was laying on the couch in my living room. At
first I didn't know where I was, or how I got there.
Then I heard a deep voice saying laconically, "Bout
time you woke up."
As soon as I saw him it all came flooding back. My
biological father had never married my mother. Mom had
raised me alone until I was nine. Then she met my
stepfather to be, Pug Franklin. He swept my mother off
of her feet and in four month they were engaged and in
six months they were married.
I thought it was fantastic. I had a daddy now, just
like all of my friends. At first he was very good to
me. He spoiled me rotten, in fact. He was always buying
me toys and candy and taking mom and me to the zoo or
the circus or the movies. We were just like a real
family only better.
After a little less than a year, things started to
change. My new dad started treating my mother more and
more like a child. He still spoiled me, but now he was
ordering my mother around and when she displeased him
in some way she would be punished.
At first he would stand up and pull her into their
bedroom and I would hear him spanking her and hear her
crying and pleading for forgiveness. But before very
long he wouldn't bother to leave the room. He would
pull her over his lap and pull up her skirt and pull
her panties down and spank her right in the living
room, right in front of me!
The next big change was the clothes mom wore. They got
shorter and tighter and more see-through as time went
on. I began to notice that she no longer wore
underwear. It was especially embarrassing on one
occasion shortly after my eleventh birthday when I had
the boy next door over and we were playing a board game
in the living room one Saturday. My father came in from
the garage and he was upset about a scratch on the car.
He called my mother into the living room and asked her
about it.
She told him that someone had pushed a shopping cart
into the car in the grocery store parking lot a couple
of days ago.
He was furious. First she had scratched the car, but
more seriously she had not told him. He pulled her
across his lap, right there in front of my friend and
me, and flipped her skirt up over her back, baring her
bottom to us. That was the first time I saw that she
wasn't wearing underwear.
Dad spanked her furiously, and then he ordered her to
stand in the corner with her skirt up so that her red
bottom was showing.
My friend, who was thirteen at the time stared in awe
at my mom's backside for a minute and then, with a face
as red as paint, said that he guessed he should go home
now.
But my dad said, "That's alright son. You two go ahead
and play your game. This is a good lesson for you. It's
wonderful to have a good woman in your life, but you
have to keep your eye on them all the time and the more
discipline you give them the better they behave. Ain't
that right Gina?"
Mom was still crying quietly in the corner, but she
managed to choke out, "Yes sir."
Then he said to my friend, "You ever see a woman naked
before Kevin?"
Kevin was as embarrassed as my mother and I were. He
said quietly, "No sir, never!"
"Get your ass over here, Gina!" my dad called to her
and she looked around at him.
"Sir, please, no, not in front of the kids! That's
wrong. Please, I can't," mom pleaded with him. I
noticed that she no longer used his name, or terms of
endearment. If she called him anything at all now it
was "Sir".
I saw the furious look on dad's face when she balked,
and he started to take his belt off. Mom gave in and
rushed to his side. "I'm sorry sir; please don't spank
me any more."
Dad stopped taking his belt off, but left it unfastened
in case mom gave him anymore trouble.
"Take off that dress," dad ordered. "Kevin is almost a
man. It's about time he found out what a woman is all
about."
I thought surely that my conservative, church going
mother would draw the line here. But I watched as that
look of resignation I saw on her face so often lately
returned, and she reached around and unfastened the
catch at the top of her dress and then pulled the
zipper down her back. She allowed the top to slide off
her shoulders and down her arms and then she closed her
eyes and slid it down past her hips and let it fall to
the floor.
Dad smiled and said to Kevin, "What do you think, boy,
looks pretty damn good for an old broad, don't she?"
"Yes sir!" Kevin exclaimed. "She's beautiful!"
"Yeah," dad said, "I make sure she stays in shape. You
can go ahead and get up and take a closer look if you
want."
Kevin was looking at mom and the tears rolling down her
cheeks, and then he glanced at me and saw how shocked I
was. He looked at dad and said, "Are you sure sir?
She's really crying and, well, gee, I don't know."
"That's okay son. A lot of women cry when they get
embarrassed. But it's good for them to be embarrassed,
keeps them on their toes. Isn't that right Gina?"
"Yes sir," mom said, just barely above a whisper.
"Besides," dad went on, "she is being punished. You
should be uncomfortable when you are being punished."
Kevin got to his feet and stepped closer to mom. He
said, "Is it okay Mrs. Franklin?"
Mom nodded her head and said, "Yes Kevin, whatever Mr.
Franklin says is okay."
I was embarrassed for her. I was embarrassed to be
sitting here watching. But I couldn't help admiring her
beautiful figure. I hoped I looked that good when I got
to be her age.
Dad stood up and reached out and squeezed my mothers
breast gently, then hefted it in has hand as though
weighing it. "Look at that tit!" he exclaimed proudly.
"That is just about as perfect a tit as you will ever
see son. Go ahead, feel how firm that is."
Kevin said, "That alright sir, I couldn't do that."
But dad wasn't taking no for an answer from anyone.
"Now son, you have a perfect learning opportunity here.
I'd be real disappointed if you didn't take advantage
of it. Go ahead, put your hand up and see how nice that
feels."
Kevin did as he was told and with a look of total awe
on his face he gently wrapped one of his small hands
around my mother's breast.
He held it for a moment and then dad showed him how
best to caress a woman's breast and how to bring a
nipple to attention. He guided Kevin's head forward and
instructed him on the manly art of kissing and sucking
and gently biting on a woman's breast.
After dad was satisfied that he had learned that lesson
he made my mother spread her legs apart and he showed
Kevin all there was to know about a woman's pussy. He
showed Kevin how wet she was and explained that the
wetness meant that my mom was excited and enjoying
herself.
"Now watch this," dad said. Kevin and I both watched as
dad started sawing a couple of fingers in and out of my
mother's pussy and then he told Kevin to put his
fingers on mom's clitoris and rub it gently for a few
minutes.
I was shocked to see my mother have an orgasm at the
hands of my father and my friend. Dad explained to
Kevin, and to me since I was listening, all about
orgasms and told him that maybe next time he would have
mom teach him about fucking.
Then he turned to me and asked, "Were you paying
attention Dani? You're filling out pretty nicely and
pretty soon you will be standing right up there with
your mom," he said with a look of anticipation on his
face.
I looked to my mother, but she said not a word.
All of that flashed through my mind as consciousness
returned. That had been the beginning of the end of my
childhood.
I jumped to my feet and turned to where my stepfather
sat waiting for my reaction. He made me all the more
furious because he looked so god damned confident, so
smug.
"What are you doing in my house?!" I screamed. "Get
out! Get out right now or I am going to call the
police. I mean it!"
He just smiled at me and said, "You'd better look at
the TV first darlin'. I brought you a sample of the
movie we made to give to the judge when I take you to
court to get custody of Melody to prove what an unfit
mother you are." I remembered hearing him use the same
threat on my mother twelve years ago!
I looked in disbelief at my stepfather. I looked at the
movie playing on my television. I saw various scenes of
me engaged in sex acts with various men, often several
men at a time. What you couldn't see was that I was
being forced by my stepfather into performing for the
camera. I stared at the TV for a few minutes and then I
felt my breakfast coming back up and I ran to the
bathroom.
I threw up everything I had just had for breakfast.
Then I brushed my teeth and washed my face and went
back into the living room. The movie was still playing.
He was still watching it, obviously enjoying it. He
looked up when I came back into the room and said,
"It's just a bunch of short scenes we cut from some of
your movies, before you ran away you ungrateful bitch!"
"How did you find me?" I asked. It was all I could
think of to say.
"I had to hire some guy and pay him a lot of fucking
money," he said. He was obviously pissed about it. "But
don't worry; you are going to pay me back with that
sweet ass of yours."
"No, I am not!" I yelled at him. "It's over. I refuse
to let you hurt me any more. I am an adult now and I am
free of you. Now leave!"
"You sure are an adult," he chuckled and ogled my
figure. "If I remember right you just turned twenty-
three, is that right?"
"Yes, but that doesn't concern you," I answered, not
sure why it seemed to be so hard for me to not respond
to his questions.
"I mean it Pug," I continued. "It's over. I am building
a new life and you aren't a part of it. Now get out of
my house."
"Okay," Pug said. "If that's the way you want it.
Melody is nine now, right? As I recall, you got knocked
up when you were fourteen. Nine is a good age. I'll be
able to make her a star in no time. All I have to do is
tell the judge what a tramp you are and what an
unhealthy environment you are providing to raise your
innocent young daughter in and she'll leave that court
room with me, me and your mom. What time does she get
home from school? I'd like to see the little darlin'.
She is nine years old and never got to meet her loving
grandpa."
"NO!" I screamed at him. "You cannot have my baby! I
will kill you first!"
"Sweetheart, you can't kill me. And you can't beat me.
You have two choices. You pack up your shit and come
back home with me. Or, we go to court and take Melody
from you and make a star out of her. If you come back
home with me and do what you are told and don't give me
any grief, maybe I won't touch Melody."
I collapsed onto the couch and the horror of my past
washed over me. The memories came flooding back. From
the moment that Pug had made my mother undress in front
of Kevin, everything had changed. From that time
forward I never saw my mother object to anything he
ordered her to do. Or anything that he did to me.
I had grown to love Pug as a father in a very short
time. He had seen to it. It been his plan from the
beginning. That was all gone now. Now I was afraid to
be in the room with him. But of course it was
unavoidable.
Now that he had broken my mother, he started working on
me. Whenever I got within arm's reach of him he would
run his hands over my little backside. I was no longer
allowed to wear pants, jeans, or shorts. I could not
wear anything that could come between my tender, virgin
flesh, and his large, callused hand.
Before long, instead of reaching out to grab at me as I
went by, Pug would pull me into his lap and rub his
hands up my thighs and force his fingers between my
legs. My mother would ignore him as he would reach into
my underwear and rub my pussy and play with the light
patch of blonde hair that was just starting to appear.
He also took great delight in rubbing my budding
breasts and pinching the puffy nipples. The worst thing
about it was that, although I was humiliated beyond
belief, I could not deny that whenever he touched me my
body reacted. My body loved the touch of his hand on my
pussy. My body loved the way he molested my small, but
rapidly growing breasts.
Before the day when my mother had been forced to
undress in front of him, Kevin used to play at my house
once or twice a week. After that day, however, he came
over almost every day, as soon as school was out. It
was only three days before my father found another
excuse to punish my mother while Kevin was there.
Kevin and I were playing a board game in the living
room and my father was reading the paper. I was always
nervous around my father now, even more so whenever
Kevin was there. As I was about to learn, I had every
right to be.
My father suddenly yelled out, "Gina! Get your ass in
here!"
Kevin and I jumped, startled. I knew right away that
something bad was going to happen. I glanced at Kevin
and was disappointed to see that this was what he had
been hoping for. The look of excitement and
anticipation on his face was unmistakable.
I was getting to the age that I was starting to
understand guys and what was always on their minds. I
was aware of the leers, the stares at my budding
breasts from nearly every male of every age. I felt a
strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. I felt
power! Breasts are a powerful force of nature.
Still, Kevin was my friend. It just seemed like he
should be more sensitive to how I felt. Yeah, I know
what you're thinking. What can I say, I'm blonde.
My mother came rushing into the living room. I could
see that her face was white, and that she had no idea
what she had done.
He held the newspaper out and exploded, "What the hell
is this?!" His voice was full of outrage.
"I cut out some coupons, Sir. You are always telling me
that I spend too much money on food. I am trying to cut
back on my spending Sir."
"I told you never to cut up the newspaper before I have
read it, didn't I?" he asked loudly.
"But Sir, there was nothing on the back of that page
but more grocery ads."
"I don't give a flying fuck bitch!" he yelled. "I gave
you an order! Christ! When will you learn to obey! Get
undressed."
"Oh god," I thought. "Please not again."
I looked up at him and fearfully pleaded with him,
"Please Sir, please not again. Please, not in front of
Kevin."
He turned to my mother and said, "Now look, bitch. Now
you are being a bad influence on your daughter! Now I
have to teach you both a lesson!"
My mother sobbed, but didn't say a word as she quickly
removed her dress. Kevin stared in fascination this
time. After the last time he knew it was not only
alright, but encouraged.
My father turned to me and yelled, "Stand up and get
over here young lady!"
I was terrified. I was eleven years old. I had never
been spanked or slapped or anything. I didn't know what
was going to happen. I only knew that if my mother had
to put up with it, there was no hope for me.
"I am going to make sure you are raised right young
lady," my stepfather said. His voice sounded furious.
It was years before I thought back to that day and
realized it had all been a put on, an act to scare me
into complying. It worked.
I stood before my father trembling in fear.
"You don't ever talk back to me again! Do you
understand?"
No, I didn't understand. I hadn't talked back! I just
pleaded with him not to embarrass my mother and me in
front of my friend. But I saw the look on his face and
I knew that if I said the wrong thing I was going to
feel that belt for the first time. And I was a coward.
"Take off your clothes, young lady. And be quick about
it!" he commanded.
I glanced quickly at my mother and saw only anguish. I
glanced at Kevin and saw excitement. I looked back at
my stepfather, fully intending to plead with him. But I
saw that he was already unbuckling his belt. I had the
distinct impression that he was hoping I would "back
talk" him again so that he could use it.
I was eleven years old and my body was starting to
resemble that of a young woman. The idea of undressing
in front of, not only my stepfather and my mother, but
the boy next door, a boy I saw every day, I don't
believe I could have been more humiliated if he had
made me undress on the sidewalk outside!
I was still hesitating and he started pulling his belt
free. As I said, I was a coward. If my mother could not
fight him, how could I, an eleven year old girl hope
to?
I pulled my t-shirt off. As my lacy little training bra
came into view I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn't
face anyone in the room. I dropped my t-shirt on the
floor and unfastened my modest little skirt. I pushed
it over my burgeoning hips and let it slide down my
legs and I kicked it aside.
Now I stood in only my lace trimmed little girl's bra
and panties. The ones that had made me feel so grown up
when I talked my mother into getting them for me. I saw
movement out of the corner of my eye and glanced up to
see Kevin moving closer for a better view. I wanted to
yell at him, but I didn't dare.
I tried to decide what to remove next. The last time
anyone had seen me uncovered was when my mother had
bought me my first training bra. Now that I actually
had something growing on my chest it was even more
embarrassing.
I had hesitated as long as I dared and finally I
reached between the little cups of the bra and
unfastened it. I couldn't look up, but I knew that they
were watching me undress. I could feel their eyes on my
breasts, which were now the size of an apple cut in
half. My puffy little nipples were tingling and I was
upset with myself for having any reaction at all.
My mother had finished undressing quickly and now
everyone was watching me as I hooked my thumbs into my
panties and pushed them down. I kicked them over with
the rest of my clothes and then stood with my hands and
arms covering as much of my body as I possibly could.
"Gina," dad said. "Tell Dani the rule about her arms."
My mother spoke so quietly I could hardly hear her.
"Modesty is not permitted. When ordered to undress you
are to stand up straight with your arms at your side
until instructed otherwise. Failure to obey this rule
will result in severe punishment."
I dropped my arms to my side quickly and stood naked in
front of two males for the first time in my life. I
guess it could have been worse. My stepfather had,
after all, already begun to molest me. He frequently
touched my breasts through my clothing. And it had also
become common place for him to pull me into his lap and
reach into my underwear and rub my pussy. But to be
naked, and in front of Kevin for Christ's sake!
My stepfather ordered me to stand beside my mother. He
wanted to compare our bodies.
I moved quickly to stand beside her. As I moved I could
feel their eyes watching my butt move.
When I was beside my mom my stepfather stood up and
stood in front of me. He glanced over at Kevin and
waived him closer to join him. Kevin stood beside my
dad, right in front of my mother.
Together they examined both of our bodies this time and
compared them. I had become more or less accustomed to
being groped by my stepfather, but when Kevin put his
hand over my breast I nearly fell to the floor. I don't
know if it was embarrassment or nerves or what, but I
was shaking so bad I was having trouble standing.
It was even worse when their focus shifted to my
vagina. I felt Kevin slide his finger into me as my
stepfather warned him not to bust my cherry, yet.
"Kevin my boy, I think that this would be an excellent
time for Gina to teach Dani how to suck a cock, don't
you?"
"Yes Sir!" Kevin almost squealed like a girl he was so
excited, the bastard.
Dad directed Kevin to drop his pants and lay down on
the coffee table. I turned my face away. I didn't want
to see. I had never seen a penis, and I wasn't ready to
see one now.
While Kevin undressed and got into position my father
stepped up behind me and I felt his cock rubbing on my
back as he reached around and toyed with my small,
immature breasts. As he moved his hands and his cock
over me he said to me quietly, "Your mom is going to
suck on Kevin's cock now. Later on you are going to try
it. So watch closely."
He pushed me to my knees on the side of the table;
right beside where Kevin's hard dripping cock was
standing up and throbbing. I couldn't help but see it
now. I saw the clear liquid oozing from the hole in the
end of his penis, the hole where I knew that his pee
came out.
I made myself watch as my mom knelt between Kevin's
legs and spread them a little wider so that she could
get closer. I watched in disgust as she leaned down and
licked his hairless ball sack, although at the time I
didn't know what it was. At least I don't remember
knowing.
Each time she touched her tongue to Kevin he twitched
and his penis throbbed and more of the liquid came out
of the end of his penis. Really gross!
But I watched in amazement as my mother began licking
Kevin's dripping penis. She licked up all of the liquid
and then she took his organ between her lips and began
to suck enthusiastically.
"How could she?!" I asked myself. I had heard of
blowjobs in school. I had trouble imagining them,
especially since I had never seen a male with no
clothes on before. But I saw one now, and the idea of
touching my lips to a penis was sickening!
Almost immediately Kevin started moaning and thrusting
his hips up to meet my mother's sucking lips. His body
quivered for a couple of seconds and then he groaned as
though in pain and pushed mom's head away.
I watched as my mother sat up on her heels and waited.
Dad said to Kevin, "Don't worry son. The first few
times are always real quick. Once you get used to it
though, you can lay back and enjoy that sensation for a
long time."
"Fantastic!" Kevin, the creep, said.
Dad told my mom to move around to the side of the
coffee table, across from where I was kneeling,
watching Kevin's dick get soft quickly.
Dad grabbed me by the hair and pulled me around so that
I was kneeling where my mother had been when she sucked
Kevin off.
"Okay," he said. "Let's see if you learned anything
Dani."
My head shot up and I stared at my stepfather with my
mouth agape.
My mother caught my eye and she was urging me to obey.
I suppose she knew that the only thing I would gain my
trying to avoid it was pain. Then I would end up having
to do it anyway.
I had to stop for a minute to remember what my mom had
done. Then I leaned forward and tentatively licked out
at Kevin's balls.
As soon as my tongue touched him he groaned and
twitched. I jumped back, but then leaned down and tried
it again. It seemed like such a gross thing to do. But
I had watched my mother do it. I knew I had no choice.
I licked until Kevin's penis got hard again and then I
licked that as well. Finally I got up the nerve and
slid my lips down over his dick. He was only thirteen
and his thing wasn't all that big. But he must have
been saving up for a long time because even though he
had just had an orgasm in my mother's mouth, in no time
at all he was holding my head and thrusting his hips up
until my lips reached his belly.
With my mother it had happened so fast that it was over
almost before it started. This time Kevin lasted only
slightly longer. When he felt another orgasm begin he
reached out and held my head firmly against his belly
and I felt his cum shooting into my mouth.
I knew that it was coming. It was one of the things
that had come up on the playground. I just never
expected it to be like this, at the age of eleven, with
my friend, and with my mother and my father watching.
I gagged at first, but managed to hold Kevin's hot load
of cum in my mouth. As soon as he pushed my head away I
looked around for somewhere to spit it out.
My father saw what I was doing and yelled at me. "Don't
you EVER spit out a man's cum! NEVER! If I ever see you
spit out a mouthful of cum I will whip you until you
bleed! Do you understand me?"
I felt my eyes get huge as he leaned over me and yelled
right in my face. I was so shocked I swallowed
instinctively. He stood up then and I saw the pain in
my mother's eyes at what she had just witnessed.
My stepfather turned to Kevin and asked, "Well boy, how
was that?
"That was the most wonderful thing that every happened
to me! Twice!!" he exclaimed.
"You ain't seen nothing yet, boy. Watch this."
My father slid his pants and his shorts down his bony
legs and kicked them away. I didn't want to look, but I
couldn't help but see his dick.
"So that is what a grown up one looks like," I thought.
It was scary. I didn't know what normal was. It was
about a month before he started sharing me with his
friends and assorted strangers and then I was able to
compare. His cock was larger than most, but not that
much. It was big and hairy and really gross looking. It
was still soft. It hung down over the hairy ball sack
hanging between his legs. There was a thick tube of
skin covering the tip of it and the whole tip was
covered in what looked like clear slime.
I expected him to order my mom between his legs but he
looked at me and said, "You first slut. Get over here
and start licking."
Slut?! Who the hell is he calling a slut? I'm still a
fucking virgin!
I realized what he was ordering me to do and I looked
at my mom. She just nodded. I saw the agony in her
face, but I couldn't help resenting her for letting
these things happen to me, to us.
I crawled between his legs, avoiding, as much as
possible, any contact with him. He was watching me,
amused at the expressions of fear and revulsion
flickering across my face. I was there now. All that
was left was to do it. Just lean forward and place his
nasty, smelly sex organs in my mouth. I hesitated for a
moment and he called my mother closer so that he could
torment her with what I was being forced to do. I saw
Kevin move closer on the other side so that he could
enjoy the show too.
I leaned forward and I smelled the musty, sweaty smell
of his crotch. It was different than it had been with
Kevin. I am not sure what it was, dirtier, sweatier, or
older? I stuck out my tongue and licked the head of his
dick and I jumped back when it twitched violently.
I guess he wasn't impressed with my style. "Put your
right hand around the base of my cock," he ordered.
I reached out and gingerly slid my thumb underneath his
large, nasty organ. I wrapped my small hand around it
as far as it would go. It didn't go anywhere near all
the way around.
"Use your hand to stand it up, then pull the skin
around the head of it down and gently lick it all
over."
I stared at his cock as I obeyed his commands. It
seemed to be slowly growing larger, very slowly. I slid
my hand a little higher up the shaft and then tightened
my grip and pulled down, pulling the extra skin away
from the tip. He told me what the skin was called and
what purpose it served. It was all very educational. He
also mentioned that sometimes crud accumulated
underneath that skin and needed to be cleaned out, for
health reasons, of course. He told me that his
preferred method of cleaning his cock was to use a
bitch's mouth.
I hesitated for another moment, wondering if perhaps a
beating might be easier to take. Then I leaned back
into his crotch and started licking the tip of his
cock. I licked it clean all around and then he ordered
me to hold it like that and go ahead and lick his
balls.
He made me lick his balls for a long time and I felt
his cock growing in my hand. It just kept getting
scarier.
"Alright, that's enough foreplay. Let's see how good a
cocksucker you are," he said disdainfully.
I really hated the names he kept calling me. As soon as
that thought crossed my mind I realized how ludicrous
it was to be forced to do the things I was doing yet to
be upset about the names. But I had other, more
pressing matters to take care of. I didn't have time to
contemplate life's little ironies right now.
I wet my lips and forced them over the head of his now
hard cock. I moved my mouth down a little and then back
to the tip. I can't really say that I learned how to do
this from my experience with Kevin. He had cum so
quickly and his penis was so much smaller. It was like
apples and oranges. Or maybe string beans and cucumbers
would be a better analogy.
He decided I needed more lessons and he ordered me to
lick his balls while I watched how a woman was supposed
to suck cock. I moved my tongue down and explored his
balls while right before my eyes my mother leaned down
and took his cock in her mouth.
I watched in disbelief as she took more and more of it
down with each stroke until she had the head of his
cock in her throat and his entire organ was in her
mouth. Her lips were tight against his stomach for a
moment and then she started, slowly at first, to move
her mouth up and down his shaft, taking it all with
each down stroke. I was so fascinated that I just knelt
there with my tongue on his balls and stared. I saw
Kevin's face and he, too, was amazed.
My mother nudged me discretely and I realized I was not
doing what I had been told. I started licking again and
we worked with our faces nearly touching, and sometimes
touching, in my stepfather's crotch, until he started
groaning and then I felt him tense up and thrust his
hips up and he shot his cum right down my mother's
throat.
I watched her swallow quickly and then just hold his
cock in her mouth until he told us to stop. I
straightened up my straining back and mom got back to
her feet and we waited.
Dad asked Kevin, "Well, boy, you ready for your first
piece of ass?"
I heard my mother's sharp intake of breath. I waited
quietly, wondering which one of us Kevin was going to
fuck.
Kevin was smiling like a jackass. He was turning into
the same kind of animal that I had recently come to
understand that my stepfather was. I didn't think that
I liked Kevin anymore.
"Yes sir!" Kevin said, the excitement evident in both
his voice and his reacquired erection bobbing right by
my cheek.
Mom was ordered to lie on the floor in the middle of
the room and give Kevin any help he needed. My
stepfather pulled me up and into his lap and we watched
my mom and Kevin have sex while my father slipped a
long, fat, finger inside my pussy and toyed with my
hymen.
Kevin climbed quickly on top of my mom and, with her
help, slid his small cock into her. He got a look on
his face like he was in heaven or something. Then he
started moving in and out of her, very fast with short
little strokes. After all that I had experienced
already this afternoon, fucking didn't seem that
remarkable. The most interesting part was the way my
mom's boobs jiggled around on her chest from the force
of Kevin's fucking.
After he came in my mom, Kevin collapsed on top of her
for a minute and played with her boobs. Then he rose to
his knees and stood up. As he was standing up Pug
whispered in my ear, "Watch this, you will have to do
this too. It's what sluts do."
I almost threw up as I watched my mother sit up and
take Kevin's wet, slimy little cock into her mouth and
suck it clean. Then she did the same thing with his
little balls.
At last it was time for Kevin to go home. My dad, I
hated calling him that now, Pug, told him that he was
welcome to come back any time. He could use either me
or my mother in any way that he liked, except that he
could not fuck my pussy, as long as he didn't tell
anyone, ever, about what happened here. Not his best
friend, not his parents, nobody. Pug assured Kevin that
if he ended up in jail, he had friends that would make
sure Kevin, and whoever he told, ended up dead.
Kevin, the rotten little bastard that I had thought was
my friend, gave his word of honor. Yeah, like he knew
what honor was!
After he left I started to get dressed but Pug stopped
me. "There doesn't seem to be any more need for that
charade," he said. "From now on you two don't wear
clothes in the house. Gina," he continued, "go make
supper, then, after Dani cleans up the kitchen you two
can go somewhere and talk for a while. Make sure you
let her know what will be expected of her."
I picked up my clothes and my mother's from the floor
and took them to our rooms. Then I went to the bathroom
and brushed my teeth to get the taste of cock and cum
out of my mouth before supper.
I went into the kitchen to see if my mom needed any
help and since she had things under control I set the
table and then waited out of the way in the kitchen,
watching my mother working in the nude and I wondered
how she could have let Pug and Kevin do the things that
they had done to me. Not to mention what they had done
to her.
Supper was quiet and when it was over Pug went into the
living room and watched TV. Mom and I cleaned up the
kitchen and the dining room and then we went to my
room.
It was so strange to be naked all the time, and to look
at my mother and see her naked all the time. I couldn't
help wondering if my breasts were going to look like
hers someday. They were large and firm and didn't seem
to sag at all. Even I was able to see that they were
sexy.
As soon as the door to my room was closed my mother
hugged me tight and cried and told me how sorry she
was. It felt funny having her naked boobs rubbing on me
like that, but she just acted like we had clothes on,
so I tried to do that too.
I just looked at her, waiting for her to start talking.
For a long time, though, she just sat on my bed beside
me and stared at her hands.
I finally had to ask her how she, how US got into this
mess.
She wiped her eyes with a tissue and blew her nose and
took a few deep breaths. "When I met Pug I had been
alone for more than nine years. Well, not alone, you
were there. But having a child is not like having a
friend, a companion, a lover. I was so lonely and I
guess I was the perfect match for him. He was strong
and assertive and he took over. He took over my whole
life! And I didn't mind at all. It made me feel safe.
And I did love him. I didn't worry about you growing up
without a father anymore, or me losing my job and
becoming homeless. It was obvious that before very long
you loved him as much as I did. He has a way about
him!"
I had to agree with that.
"Things started changing slowly," she continued. "The
changes even made sense at first. I welcomed them.
Well, most of them. I guess he must have been right. I
am a natural submissive. There is no other way to
explain it. He started out taking control of the house
and the money. Before long he wasn't asking me what I
wanted, or what I wanted to do, he was telling me. At
first I didn't even realize it. When I did... well, I
kind of liked it."
"Then he started changing the way I dressed and the way
I acted. In the beginning I was nervous. I wasn't used
to wearing the kinds of clothing that he liked me to
wear. But after a while I got used to it and even
started feeling sexy when I wore those short skirts and
see-through tops. The big hurdle came later when he
made me stop wearing underwear. I shall never forget
what happened in the living room this afternoon, and I
shall never forget the first time he took me out in a
see-through blouse with nothing under it. It was, up to
that point, the most humiliating thing that I had ever
done. The thing is though, that he enjoys humiliating
me. He keeps finding new and better ways of doing it.
He is going to do that with you too baby. I'm sorry."
I didn't have enough of a clue about what would be
happening to me, what would be done to me, to really
worry about that right then. I knew what humiliation
was. I felt it deeply when I undressed in front of Pug
and Kevin. I didn't know that was the tip of the
iceberg.
"I should probably tell you some of the things I have
had to do, since you will have to do them too, maybe
not right away, but eventually. I don't know how much
longer he will wait to take your virginity. He is not a
patient man. I don't think it will be long. It began
for me after I started wearing the new clothes he
bought for me. We would go out in the afternoon and he
would make me walk alone in see-through blouses and I
would have to stick my chest out and walk slow and
smile at the men who stared.
"Sometimes we would go somewhere to eat, or for a
drink, and he would make me sit with my legs spread
wide and my skirt pulled up. It was obvious that it was
not an accident that my pussy was exposed. Things went
on like that for a long time. Every time I got used to
some indignity he would find another one to amuse
himself. The next major hurdle came when he took me out
one day and we went to the home of a friend of his. As
soon as we got inside I was ordered to strip. I
hesitated and he whipped his belt out and pummeled my
ass with it, right in front of his friend. He beat me
until I begged to be allowed to undress in front of him
and his friend."
"At first they just looked at me, watched me as I went
to fetch drinks or snacks for them. Then Pug's friend
started touching me. I begged Pug to take me home.
Instead they both undressed and I had sex with them all
evening, over and over, every way that there was. Ways
I hadn't even imagined."
"Not long after that it happened again, then with
another of Pug's friends, then with both of his friends
at the same time. Then the recording started. Before
long I had a camera pointed at me all the time. Every
weird and kinky sex act you could imagine, I did it,
and they recorded it."
"By then of course, I had surrendered myself to Pug. I
followed his rules, I dressed to please him, I fucked
who and where he wanted me to fuck. A couple of months
ago he told me that you were old enough now. He was
going to start involving you in our games. I drew the
line. I absolutely refused. My mother instinct finally
kicked in I guess."
"But it was too late. He told me that if I tried to
interfere, if I did not, in fact, help, he would take
me to court and with the recordings he had made he
would get custody of you and I would never see you
again. I didn't know what to do. The best I could
figure was that, if I did what he wanted, if I let him
have you, at least I could be here to help what little
bit he would let me help."
"I'm sorry darling. I know it sucks. I know you must
think I am the worst mother in the world. You are
probably right. But I have no choice. As awful as it
seems, I am so weak that I would probably go along even
if he wasn't holding the movies over my head. It seems
like there is no bottom. I just keep going lower and
lower."
"Now, the rules, there aren't that many, but things can
quickly get unpleasant if you don't obey them. You
already know one of them. You never cover up, ever."
She grabbed my chin and made sure she had my attention
and said, "You gotta listen baby, and you gotta
remember. He can make you hurt so bad if you don't."
I nodded. I hoped I could remember. I was in a daze; my
brain seemed to be fogged over. It was just too much
for an eleven year old girl.
"You never say 'no' and you always say 'Sir'."
I nodded again.
"I'm sorry baby," she said, quietly, almost as if she
were talking to herself. "I can't help you. I'm too
weak."
That was the beginning. Life got hard after that. Kevin
came over every day after school and most weekends.
Sometimes he even made me go to some empty room or
broom closet at school and suck his cock during lunch.
Pug made me dress like a slut. Well, that's not quite
right. Pug made me a slut, and then he made me dress
appropriately. He invited his friends over all the time
and they had orgies with mom and me. They filmed
everything.
Sometimes he took us to a private club somewhere. We
were always blindfolded on the way there and back. Some
nights at the club weren't so bad. Mom and I would have
to pose for pictures until they got bored, nasty
pictures. Then everyone would get a little relief from
my mom or me and go home. But nobody got hurt.
Sometimes it wasn't so easy. Sometimes there were large
groups of men who raped us, over and over, for hours.
Sometimes one or both of us were tied up and tortured.
Needles, wax, clothespins, whips, and things that I
didn't even know what they were, only that they hurt,
bad.
When I was fourteen I got knocked up. But the torture
continued. I was terrified they were going to hurt my
baby. Or wait until she was eleven and then start
torturing her too.
They watched my belly get bigger and they filmed me
doing all kinds of nasty things with my big belly,
things that seemed dangerous to me.
So one day I didn't come home from school. I figured I
couldn't get any worse off. I had squirreled away about
fifty dollars. Not much, but I was not allowed to have
money so it was difficult, and dangerous. I took off
instead of going to school. By midnight I was three
states away.
I found a nice, medium sized city on the other side of
the country and, with a lot of effort and some luck,
and a little help from some nice people, I started
over.
After Melody was born and things settled down, I found
a reliable daycare center and got a dead end job. With
food stamps and assistance with daycare I was getting
by. I took the GED test and did well on it. Turns out I
am not as dumb as I thought I was. Then I started going
to night school at the local Technical College and got
a nursing degree.
I was working my butt off, but my daughter, my
beautiful Melody, loved school and was smart and as
close to an angel as a nine year old can be. And she
was safe. There was nobody to torture her or turn her
into a sex slave.
Then, one morning when I had finally gotten my head
straight and more or less gotten over the past, there
was a knock at the door and, lo and behold, my darling
daddy.
I couldn't think. I knew that he wasn't bluffing. If I
kicked him out he would get custody of Melody. If I
called the cops it would be my word against his movie.
If I ran away again he would find me, if he didn't
actually have someone watching me just in case. But if
I caved, how could I protect my daughter from him.
I knew the answer to that question. I couldn't. I knew
that if I went back home with him, then before long I
would have to watch my daughter serving as his sex
slave. And just like I had watched my mother surrender
to his perverted whims, my daughter would see me in
that same position, starting immediately.
Pug was ignoring me. He was sitting back watching my
highlights movie on our little TV. I could see that he
had an erection. I had not seen a cock since I ran away
nine years ago, at least, not outside of my work at the
hospital. I wasn't anxious to see another one,
especially his. He glanced at me and saw where I was
looking. He smiled and said, "When you finally come to
the inevitable conclusion, get your ass over here and
take care of this." Then he went back to watching TV.
I looked at the TV and saw that the current segment was
of Kevin fucking me when I was about twelve. After Pug
took my virginity, and in this case "took" is the right
word, and had spent nearly a week fucking me at least
once a day, he gave Kevin permission to start using my
pussy.
Pug had turned Kevin from the nice guy next door into a
smaller version of himself. He came over everyday after
school and my mother and I would be in the house, naked
of course. Sometimes he would have sex with me and
sometimes with my mom, but often it was with both of
us. Sometimes we would both suck his cock. Or one of us
would suck him, or get on top of him and fuck him while
the other one sat on his face so that he could lick her
pussy. One of his favorite things to do was to fuck me
while my mother attempted to lick his balls.
I wonder if he still lives in the area. I wonder if he
is still an asshole.
I finally gave in to the inevitable. I stood up and
walked over to Pug. I knelt down, unbuckled his belt,
then I unfastened his pants. I pulled his pants and
shorts down to his ankles. He spread his knees and I
started to bend down and suck his cock.
"Hold on," he said, and I looked up to see what he
wanted. "You know I like my cocksuckers naked."
I sighed, despair sweeping over me as I stood up and
undressed. As I was taking my bra and panties off he
said, "You should be thanking me, now you won't have to
wear that shit anymore."
I knelt back down, and bent down to take his large cock
into my mouth and throat for the first time in nine
years. I had not, in all of those years, taken a cock
into my mouth. I had not even seen one outside of the
hospital, and they don't count. It was very hard to get
good at it again, especially the throat part. I really
struggled to take him into my throat and at last he got
impatient and used his hands to force my head down and
finally it was done. Something about that first time,
it's a barrier that is hard to cross. It was still hard
after that, but I knew from experience that it would
get easier.
I sucked him until I felt that he was getting ready to
cum. Then, as he had taught me, I began to lightly
tickle his balls with my fingertips until he filled my
mouth with his spend.
I choked and gagged a little, but he just watched in
amusement until I finally managed to get it under
control and swallow his load. Then I licked him clean
and knelt waiting for his next command.
He patted me on the head and said, "Not bad, obviously
out of practice. Don't worry; you'll be good again in
no time."
"Sir," I said, slipping back into my old habits,
"Melanie will be home soon and I need to get dressed."
"No, she might as well get used to seeing you like
this."
As the tears started rolling down my cheeks he said,
"Why don't you use that sweet mouth of yours to get me
hard again. I have really missed that nice, tight pussy
of yours. I want to take it for a little ride."
I bent back down and licked his cock and his balls and
then started gently sucking on his cock. Pug had always
had remarkable powers of recuperation and it wasn't
long at all before he was hard and throbbing in my
mouth.
"You want to fuck out here or take me into your
bedroom?" he asked.
"In my bedroom, please Sir," I said, thinking of how
little time there was before my daughter came home. I
stood up and started to lead him to my bedroom but he
said, "No, I don't think so, not this time."
He pushed me down to my knees, turned me so that I
faced the front door, and then he knelt behind me and,
after a little fumbling, forced his hard cock all the
way into me in one hard stroke. It had been so long!
God, for just a moment I didn't think about who was
doing it and what the circumstances were, for a moment
it just felt good. Then I realized that I was here, on
my knees facing the front door because he wanted my
Melody to come in and see me like this.
He fucked me slowly, taking long gentle strokes. It was
very unlike his normal fuck, which always was more like
a violent rape than anything else. I couldn't help it,
as terrified as I was that my baby would see me like
this, it just felt so fucking good!
I was getting close when suddenly the front door opened
and my daughter rushed in and closed the door, not even
seeing me at first, all wrapped up in her own little
world.
I tried to pull away, but Pug held my hips firmly and
kept stroking into me. Melody finally looked up and saw
us and came to a screeching halt with her mouth wide
open.
Pug spoke to Melody, calmly, as if we were sitting in
chairs fully dressed and nobody in the room was getting
fucked.
"Hi sweetheart, I bet you don't know who I am." Melody
shook her head and he said, "I am your grandfather.
Your mother is my daughter. I came to take you two back
home to live with me and your grandmother. Isn't that
exciting?"
All the while he continued pumping into me. It had been
feeling pretty good until the front door opened. Now I
was cold inside as I felt my new life come tumbling
down around me.
"Mommy?" Melody said, obviously disturbed by what she
was seeing. "What is he doing to you? Is he my
grandfather?"
I tried to keep my voice steady as I forced myself to
answer her questions. "Yes baby, he is your
grandfather. He is having intercourse with me.
Intercourse is something that grownups do sometimes.
You go to your room and change out of your school
clothes now."
Pug interjected, "Dani! I have just met my
granddaughter for the first time; don't send her out of
the room! Sweetheart, you come over here and sit down
on the couch so we can talk."
Melody knew at a gut level that this was not something
she should be watching. But when I didn't say anything
she walked over to the couch, staying as far from Pug
and me as she could.
Melody watched us for a minute or two; Pug continued
his long, slow fucking. Then she asked, "Mommy, what's
innercourse?"
"Intercourse, sweetie," I corrected reluctantly.
"Usually it is what a husband and wife do when they
make love, after they get married. But in our family it
is something different than that. It is when a man puts
his sex organ, his penis, into a woman's sex organ, a
vagina. Then he moves it in and out until he gets a
nice feeling and then he is done. Remember when you saw
those dogs and mommy explained it all to you?"
"I guess," she said, obviously confused by what she was
seeing.
I felt him speed up and then he grabbed my hips and
slammed into me, more like his normal rape stroke for a
few more minutes and then he came. I was relieved that
it was over, but afraid of what came next. He slipped
his cock free and got up and sat down beside Melody. I
looked at him, pleading with my eyes. But I saw the
look on his face and I knew I would regret it if I
didn't do what was expected me.
I swiveled around and, as my daughter watched in
disbelief, I leaned forward and sucked Pug's cock
clean. When at last I was done I sat up on my heels. I
felt the cum dripping out of my slit and I stood up and
started for the bathroom.
"Hold on there Dani, come back over here," Pug said.
Then he turned to Melody and said, "Is that the first
time you ever saw two people fucking, sweetheart?"
"Yes sir," she said, not sure if she wanted to talk to
him, and certainly uncomfortable talking about sex.
"Well darlin', you are going to have to get used to it
because there is always a lot of it going on at our
house. I bet you have never even seen a man with no
clothes on before, have you?"
"No sir," she said. She kept looking at me, waiting for
me to make everything normal again, and I couldn't.
"Dani," Pug said, "Show Melody what comes out of a
man's cock when he cums in a cunt."
I blanched at both the language and the order. I should
have driven a steak knife through his heart as soon as
he came into my house!
"Melody," I began reluctantly, "a man's penis, his sex
organ, is sometimes called a cock. And some people,
vulgar people (I knew I would pay for that), call a
woman's sex organ, her vagina, a cunt. When they have
intercourse the man puts his cock in the woman's cunt
and moves it in and out like your grandfather showed
you until he gets a real good feeling and then a white
cream comes out of the hole in the end of his cock and
goes into the woman." I reached down and scooped up a
couple of fingers full of the slimy cum running down my
thigh and held them out so that she could see it.
She wrinkled up her nose and said, "Yuck!"
I reminded her that she needed to go change out of her
school clothes and she tried to stand up. Pug started
to stop her, but I was not going to leave the two of
them alone in the room. I guess he saw the defiance in
my face and he let her go. After all, he had plenty of
time.
My daughter went to change clothes and I went to the
bathroom and got cleaned up. I came back out and
reminded him quickly and quietly that he had said he
would leave my daughter alone.
He promised again that he would, but I knew he was
lying. I was sure that she was the reason he was here.
I picked up my clothes but he wouldn't let me dress. He
said, "We'll find you something to wear a little later.
You got a baby sitter?"
I nodded.
"See if she can come over after supper so you and me
can go out and get a drink."
It was starting again. I knew what he meant by go out
for a drink. He would be showing me off to strange men,
probably even letting some of them fuck me. At the very
least I could count on having to give a few blowjobs to
an occasional smelly drunk.
I called Kara, the sixteen year old that I used for
baby sitting and she said she would be happy to sit for
me after supper. Then I went into the kitchen and made
supper.
Melody was obviously uncomfortable with our nudity, but
there was nothing I could do about that. After supper I
told Melody that Kara would be sitting for her and we
were going out for a little while. That was fine with
her, she loved Kara.
I cleaned up the kitchen and went into my bedroom to
try to find something to wear that was sexy enough that
Pug wouldn't feel the need to modify it with a pair of
scissors.
I didn't have anymore slut clothes. As soon as I left
that purgatory I had lived in I had become normal as
quickly as possible. I was a very conservative person
and I dressed that way. I started looking at the
dresses hanging in my small closet. I was not well off
and I didn't have a lot. As I was looking I heard a
noise and turned around to find Pug behind me, dressed,
finally.
"I bet you ain't got shit to wear, do you?"
"No," I said. "Once I left you I bought all normal
clothes."
He shook his head in disgust and moved me out of the
way. He looked through my tops and none of them were
even translucent, much less transparent. They were
unacceptable. He looked at my dresses and one after the
other he pushed them aside with a look on his face that
said, "Where did I go wrong with this girl!"
Finally he pulled out a wraparound sundress and I put
it on. I knew he would be unhappy. It was knee length
and not transparent anywhere.
It was a relief to be dressed at last. I quickly
brushed my teeth and my hair and slipped on a pair of
shoes and since Kara had arrived while I was getting
ready we left.
Pug led me to his old van and started driving. I don't
think he knew where he was going, but he drove around
until he found the part of town that interested him,
the part of town with the strip clubs and adult
bookstores and tattoo parlors and bars.
He parked in front of an adult bookstore and we got
out. I knew that he had taken my mother to several of
these back home, but I was always too young and he
couldn't get me in. Now I was twenty-three and we
walked right in.
I was the only woman in the store, of course. I was
surrounded by pornography of the nastiest kinds. All
the men were watching me, some surreptitiously, most
staring openly. Pug led me around and I stood near him
as he looked at some of the magazines and a few of the
movies. Then we drifted into the section where the toys
were. In addition to the dildos and vibrators and such,
there was a small selection of slut clothing.
The clerk came over and asked if he could help us. Pug
said that he wanted me to try on a couple of the items
on display. He pointed out a tiny halter top that said,
"It ain't gonna lick itself!" and a skirt that was so
short that a cheerleader couldn't wear it.
I told him my sizes and the clerk went into the
storeroom and brought out the items. Pug took them from
the clerk and as the clerk started to tell me that I
would have to use the restroom because they didn't have
fitting rooms, Pug said, "That's okay, she don't need
one."
Nine years ago, just before I ran away, I could have
done this easily. Not happily, but easily. It was so
hard now. I slowly unfastened the belt on my dress and
then the small hidden buttons holding it closed. I
slipped it off and Pug took it and handed me the skirt.
I saw that every man in the store was gathered around
and watching as I stepped into the skirt and buttoned
it around my waist. I looked down and saw that if it
did actually cover my pussy, and I wasn't sure that it
did, it was just barely.
Then he handed me the top and I slipped it on quickly.
When the men saw what it said they chuckled and made
some rude comments. Pug turned to them and said, "If
one of you guys will pay for the top, you can lick it
all you want."
The men were silent for a moment and then one of them
said, "How much?"
The clerk said, "Twelve dollars, plus tax."
"Sold!" he called out.
I assumed we would go out to the van, or into a side
room, silly me. The man stepped forward and pushed me
into a low armchair at the end of the aisle. He knelt
on the dirty floor and pushed my legs wide apart, with
a crowd of men watching closely. Then he attacked my
pussy with his mouth. He wasn't that good, but he was
enthusiastic and before long I felt myself nearing the
first orgasm in nine years that wasn't by my own hand.
I closed my eyes and tried to keep it discrete, but I
was thrusting my hips up to meet his mouth and moaning
in pleasure. Then it was happening. I grabbed his hair
and pulled him hard into my crotch and came all over
his face. Then I collapsed in embarrassment.
While I had been diverted, Pug had gotten someone else
to pay for the skirt and as soon as the man between my
knees stood up another man knelt in front of me with a
long, hard cock sticking out of his pants. Before I
fully realized what was happening he was plunging it
into me. The men really enjoyed the way my breasts
swayed violently with each thrust of the man's cock and
I was still a little high on hormones from having some
stranger eat me out, so before long I was ready to cum
around this man's cock. As soon as I felt him stiffen
up and pump his load into me that is just what I did.
I wanted to rest for a minute, but I knew what would
happen if I didn't finish the job. As soon as the man
stood up I leaned forward and sucked him clean. That
was a definite crowd pleaser. They also enjoyed it when
Pug made me scoop up the cum drooling out of my pussy
and eat it.
Pug had gotten what he had come for and he pulled me to
my feet and back out to the van. He drove up and down
the street a couple of times and finally picked out a
bar. We parked and I followed him inside. We each got a
beer and then he turned around to look at the bar and
its patrons. I sipped on my beer and wondered what the
next indignity would be.
We were on our second beer when Pug ordered me to turn
around on my stool and look pretty. It was starting.
He stood up and started going around to the men at the
tables. I looked around and saw that I was the only
female in the place. Pug stopped at each table and as
he talked the men would look at me and then back at
him. I knew it was going to end in sex, I just wasn't
sure where or how many men.
After he had been to all of the tables he went over to
the man behind the bar. He talked to him for a few
minutes and then he came over and pulled me off of my
stool and I followed the bartender and Pug to a back
room. There was a small cot against the wall and Pug
pulled the nasty, bare mattress off of it and dropped
it on the floor. Then he held out his hand and I knew
what was expected. I slipped off my little slut top and
my little slut skirt and the bartender stared at me in
awe for a moment until Pug said, "Alright girl, it's
time to pay the man for the use of the room."
I walked over to the bartender and put my arms around
him and kissed him. He put both hands on my ass and
kissed me back. But he wasn't here for foreplay. He
stepped back and pulled his pants and shorts down and
pushed on my shoulders. I dropped down without even a
thought of resisting and took his smelly cock into my
mouth. He was already hard and I easily took his
average sized cock all the way down. He was impressed
and I heard him exclaim, "Holy shit!"
I sucked him enthusiastically. I seemed to be regaining
my talent in that area. He came quickly and I swallowed
right away. Then I licked him clean and helped him with
his pants.
Pug said, "Wait here," and then he and the bartender
walked out together. I looked out the door when they
opened it and I saw a line of men. I wondered how many
I would be fucking tonight.
Then it started. Mostly they came in one at a time and
I did whatever they wanted. A couple of times two of
them came in together. It didn't matter to me. I sucked
them and licked them and fucked them with my pussy and
my ass. And I always cleaned them up afterwards.
There was nothing in here I could use as a rag to clean
myself on, and after every few fucks I had to scoop up
the cum and swallow it. I knew that if anyone
complained to Pug that I was too sloppy or too messy to
fuck that I would be punished. It went on for hours. I
guess he wasn't charging very much because it seemed
like just about everyone that had been out front came
in, and then some.
Pug finally came back and collected me. As I was
dressing in my new slut outfit he said,
"Congratulations, you just paid for the trip home. I
think that's only right since it's your fault I had to
come and get your ass."
"Yes sir," I said. That was the only appropriate
response most times when talking to Pug. Just about
anything else got you into trouble.
I was allowed to use the restroom before leaving and I
cleaned up as much as I could before we left. I had to
give him directions to get back to my house. We went in
and I paid Kara and I checked on Melody before I went
to bed, with Pug.
I woke up during the night and Pug wasn't there. I
panicked and shot out of bed and went to Melody's room.
Pug was in there, standing over her, looking down and
playing with his cock. I watched for a minute and then
he realized I was there and he went back to bed. I
excused myself so that I could get a glass of water.
While I was drinking the water my eyes fell on the
little wooden block holding my sharp knives. I would
not normally have had the nerve, but finding him in
Melody's room, knowing that leaving here with him was
tantamount to surrendering my daughter to this beast, I
knew what I had to do.
I grabbed the biggest, sharpest knife I owned and hid
it behind my back. I turned out the light and walked
quietly but purposefully back to my bedroom. Pug was
lying on his stomach and when I came in he said, "Since
we're up anyway, why don't you get down there and eat
out my ass for a little while, slut."
I walked to the side of the bed and I didn't even
hesitate. I was terrified, of course, not of what I was
about to do, but of failing.
I didn't fail. The knife sliced right into his neck
like butter. He didn't die instantly, he gasped for air
for a few seconds, but I had damaged his spinal cord.
He couldn't move. He just gasped and quivered until he
was dead. There wasn't even that much blood. I cleaned
myself off in the bathroom. Then I went to Melody's
room and told her to get up and get dressed.
I called Kara's mother. I apologized for calling at
such an ungodly hour, but I told her that I had an
emergency and I had to get Melody out of the house for
a while because there were going to be police here in a
few minutes. Kara's mother, Monica, and I had been
friends for a long time. But I never let myself get too
close to anyone so it wasn't like we were best friends
or anything. But she is a nice person and a good friend
and she was at my door in minutes.
She asked what was wrong and if she could help. I
thought she deserved some explanation, but I didn't
want Melody to hear it so I had her wait out in the car
with Kara.
When she left I said, "Monica, I was abused as a child.
My stepfather raped me on a daily basis, and shared
with his friends and strangers alike. I finally ran
away when they got me pregnant at the age of fourteen.
He found me today. He came to get me. He came for
Melody. He was going to take us back and do all of
those things to her and I couldn't stand it so I killed
him. I don't know if I can prove it, so I don't know
how long I will be gone. I imagine if they charge me
then Child Services will come for Melody. But that will
be better than what was going to happen to her.
Monica was crying harder than I was by the time I
finished. She hugged me and promised to take care of
Melody. As soon as they left I called the police. I
figured it wasn't an emergency because he couldn't get
any deader, so I called on the regular number and told
the desk sergeant that I had just killed my stepfather
for raping me.
He paused for a moment and got my name and address and
then he sent a car over. He kept me on the phone while
I was waiting and, after he read me my rights over the
phone he kept asking me questions. It was rather
annoying when I had to answer them again when the
patrolmen got there. And then again when I was
delivered to the police station and turned over to the
homicide detectives. I managed to take that tape Pug
had brought so that they could see some of what I had
been through.
I told them everything. I was as honest and open as I
could be. They looked at the tape and they contacted
the cops back home who promptly sent a car out to my
mother's house. At first she wouldn't talk to them. Not
until she found out I had killed Pug. Then she told
them everything. And she turned over his entire movie
collection. All the evidence they could need.
The cops from home called the local cops and told them
what they had found. The local cops called the DA's
Office and I went through it all again with two people
from the DA's Office. Then they left me alone for a
while.
I had been at the police station all night. I was
surprised at how nice everyone was. I fully expected to
be arrested and thrown into a cell right away. I hadn't
even seen a cell yet!
It was eight AM when they finally reached a decision. I
would not be charged with murder. The DA had started
pushing for voluntary manslaughter but apparently he
spoke with the people back home who had been viewing
all those movies I had starred in and the more they
told him the less inclined he was to prosecute. I was
finally given a ride home and told that I should let
them know if I moved, just in case they had anymore
questions.
I thanked them for being so understanding. They gave me
a ride home and then I drove over to get Melody. I told
Monica and Kara what had happened and they told me if I
needed anything to please let them know. It sounded
like they meant it!
I took Melody home and she had a lot of questions. And
I had a lot of things to try to explain to a nine year
old who really was too young to understand most of it.
Then I had to shop for a new mattress.
I finally got some sleep on the couch for a few hours.
When I woke up I started wondering about my mother. I
called their old number and mom answered. As soon as I
identified myself she hung up. I guess she was upset
that I had killed her husband.
Things are back to normal for Melody and me. It has
been a couple of months and I had to go in to the
station once to sign some statements, but that was
about it, I guess.
The story was in the paper for a few days. I had to
convince my head nurse that I wasn't a serial murderer.
Beyond that they didn't seem to care at work that I had
just killed my stepfather.
The only thing is, gee it was nice getting fucked
again! Maybe I could use a boyfriend.
The Prequel
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Author's Note: I have had some requests to go into more
detail about Dani's life between the age of eleven when
she was first abused by her stepfather and the age
fourteen when she finally ran away. Since I am not in
the middle of anything at the moment I thought I would
give writing a prequel a shot.
***
I was raised by a single mom until I was nine. I didn't
much notice that my family wasn't like everyone else's
until I was five or six. They say you can't miss what
you never had, but I can recall lying in bed at night
and fantasizing about having a loving, protecting
father to watch over me and take me and my mom places.
The older I got the more often I indulged in that
fantasy. But the man in my fantasy never had a face.
My mother almost never dated during those years. I
could count on the fingers of one hand the times she
had gone out with someone when I was younger. And I
don't recall her ever going on a second date with
anyone. Not until she met Pug Franklin.
Pug seemed to be everything my mother was looking for
in a man. He was big and strong and a real "take
charge" kind of guy. He had his own business and knew
what he wanted out of life. In many ways he was the
archetypical male chauvinist pig. He was just exactly
what the average women's libber was up in arms about.
And just exactly the kind of man my mother was looking
for.
Pug recognized the submissive streak in my mother
immediately. He had found the woman he was looking for,
and the fact that she had a cute little daughter was a
huge bonus. He started taking over our lives. He began
in the traditional way, taking my mother out to dinner
and a movie. Mom was swept right off of her feet.
So was I. Almost immediately Pug started including me
in their dates. He would take us to the zoo, or to a
movie. We went to the circus when it came to town. He
courted me just like he did my mother, and I fell for
him just like my mom did. Now the loving, protective
father in my fantasies had a face. He looked just
exactly like Pug. When Pug would pick me up and hold me
in his lap I was so happy I could almost purr.
I guess he had mom purring too, because within four
months of their first meeting they were engaged. Two
months later they were married. Mom and I moved out of
our apartment into Pug's nice large house. It was the
first time we had ever lived in a house. It was a very
exciting time. And Pug spoiled me rotten. He was always
bringing me little presents home. All of those dolls
that my friends had but mom could never afford to give
me. He built me a huge doll house. If a genie had given
me three wishes right then, there would have been
nothing for me to wish for. I had it all.
The entire first year that we lived with Pug was pretty
close to heaven. Mom was just as happy as I was. She
had quit her job at Pug's insistence and was now a stay
at home mom. She happily cooked and cleaned and waited
on Pug hand and foot.
There were never any arguments. Mom always did as she
was told, and so did I. But after a year Pug started
making changes. One evening Pug told mom that he
thought that she was a beautiful woman and it was time
that she started dressing more like it. He told her
that the next day, Saturday, we would go shopping for a
new wardrobe for her. He said that she needed to start
wearing shorter skirts and sexier tops, showing off a
little.
My mother was not happy to hear that. She was a very
shy and conservative person. From the sounds I heard
coming from their bedroom from time to time she enjoyed
sex. But sex and sexuality and sexiness were all
reserved for Pug and only in the bedroom. She tried to
explain to him that she was quite happy with the
clothing she had now and it wasn't necessary to go
spending a lot of money on clothes that she probably
wouldn't even wear.
I was in the room for this discussion, but not really
paying much attention. For some reason, though, I had
been looking at Pug when my mother said that. The look
that came over his face terrified me, and I think my
mother too.
Pug stood up and took my mother's hand and pulled her
along quickly to their bedroom. I only heard, "DON'T
YOU EVER" before the door slammed and then I could only
hear his loud but indistinct voice coming from the back
of the house.
I didn't know what was going on, but I was scared. I
didn't know if they were coming back out to the living
room and it was almost my bed time so I picked up my
things and turned the light off and went to my bedroom.
I put my pajamas on and went to bed and lay there in
the dark wondering what had happened.
It was probably fifteen minutes later that Pug came in
and said goodnight. He sat on the edge of the bed and
said that he was sorry I had to see that. He explained
that sometimes my mother forgot her place and needed
correcting. It didn't mean that he didn't still love
her. He sat me up and hugged me close and said, "And of
course I will always love you Dani."
Pug kissed me on the forehead and laid me back down and
tucked me and said goodnight and all was well with the
world again. I wasn't sure what my mother had done, but
I was glad that he had gotten it straightened out.
The next day at breakfast mom was very quiet, not her
usual chipper self. But Pug acted like everything was
normal and he wasn't mad so I just ate my breakfast and
Pug and I talked about school.
After breakfast I was cleaning off the table and
helping clean up the kitchen. The trash can was full so
I tied the bag up and pulled it out of the can and took
it out back to the garbage can. To my amazement I saw
that both cans were full to overflowing and there were
large trash bags piled beside them. I looked inside a
few of them and realized that all of my mother's
clothes had been thrown away!
I went back inside and started to ask my mom what was
going on but she shushed me. I replaced the trash bag
and went to sit down in my seat at the kitchen table
but Pug grabbed me and pulled me into his lap.
"You curious about what happened to your mother's
clothes, Dani?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Your mom is a beautiful woman, isn't she?" he asked.
I guess most kids think their mom's are beautiful. But
my mom really was. She had long blonde hair and pretty
blue eyes. She had a figure like one of the girl's in
Pug's "Playboy Magazine". I know because he left them
all around the house and he didn't mind if I looked at
them. Mom had tried to object but Pug insisted that I
would benefit from them.
I said, "Yes sir, mom is the prettiest woman I ever
saw!"
"I think so too," said Pug. "But she dresses like an
old bag lady or something! So today we are going to go
shopping and buy her a bunch of pretty clothes so she
can stop hiding how pretty she is. Maybe we'll even buy
you a dress or two. Okay?"
I didn't know what my mom could possibly be so upset
about. That sounded like a great idea to me. I know I
would love to be getting a whole bunch of new clothes!
I nodded my agreement to Pug and he gave me a hug and
kissed my cheek and put me back down.
Then we went shopping. It was the strangest shopping
trip ever. We went to the mall first. But we didn't get
much there. We went to Victoria's Secret and Pug and
mom picked out some real pretty, lacy underwear. But
not much because Pug said she only needed underwear for
special occasions. They also bought me some new
panties. I had no need for a bra yet.
We stopped in a store that sold kids clothes and Pug
bought me two dresses. Mom thought that they were too
short but one look from Pug and she shut up.
After Pug had paid for the dresses he picked out for me
we went out to the car and he drove to a place called
Sweet Nothings. We went in and when I looked around I
saw that it was sort of like Victoria's Secret except
they had more dresses and blouses and stuff than
underwear.
Pug started picking out clothes for mom and handing
them to her. When her arms were full we went to the
changing rooms. There were several of them lined up
along one wall of the store. There was a man waiting
for a girl in one of the booths to try something on.
And there was another man who was apparently alone and
shopping for something for his wife I guess. So I was
really surprised when Pug held the door open while mom
took her dress off so that she could try on one of the
new dresses.
I was really surprised that she was naked under her
dress. But even more surprised that she would get
undressed right there in front of everyone. She looked
real embarrassed, but she didn't say anything or try to
hide or nothing! I glanced at the two men who were
nearby and they were both staring at my mom too.
Mom tried on all of the dresses and she really looked
hot in them. they were short and tight and a few of
them were so thin you could see her boobs through them.
I mean you could actually see her nipples!
Mom wasn't too happy about the new clothes, but she
looked great in them. Pug took all of them and set them
by the cash register and they went through more racks
and picked out more stuff. Short skirts and sexy
blouses and short shorts and halter tops and all kinds
of stuff that she ended up trying on in front of the
growing crowd of customers.
She looked real sexy in the clothes and Pug ended up
buying everything, except a couple of times I had to
take something back to the rack and pick the next
smaller size. The total cost was over nine hundred
dollars when they finally added it all up. It took all
three of us, and one of the clerks, two trips to carry
it all to the car.
That was when things started to change. It took a while
for mom to get comfortable in her new clothes, but
eventually she accepted it. She really did look hot.
But eventually she started to seem more like her old
chipper self and began acting normally around me and
Pug.
All was fine until one day Pug came home from work and
he went directly to the kitchen to talk to mom. I saw
his face as he went past the living room and he was
upset about something. I heard him say something
loudly, but I didn't understand what he was talking
about. Then he pulled my mother back to their bedroom
and I heard him yelling at her.
I got nervous and decided to go to my room and as I got
close to their bedroom I heard the sound of my mother
being spanked. I didn't know what I was hearing at
first. I stood in the hall in shock as I heard the loud
smack of flesh hitting flesh and my mothers cries of
pain. I ran into my room and closed the door and was
dismayed at how loud the noises coming from down the
hall still sounded. He must be hitting her very hard. I
finally lay on my bed and put my pillow over my head
and blocked out most of the sound.
The sounds finally stopped, except for my mother's
quiet sobbing. That too quickly quieted down and then I
heard their door open. My mother went to the kitchen to
finish getting supper ready and Pug came into my room
and sat on my bed.
He saw that I was scared and he pulled me into his arms
and hugged me and said he was sorry that I had been
scared but that my mother had been very bad and he had
no choice but to punish her. That was part of his job
as a husband.
He was holding me close and his hand was on my thigh,
rubbing me, calming me. He assured me that he still
loved my mom and me, but sometimes he had to be stern.
Then he stood me up and patted me on the backside and
told me to wash up for dinner.
Mom was quiet at dinner. She looked embarrassed, but
she had stopped crying and seemed to be getting over
it. I wondered what she had done wrong, but I was
afraid to ask.
After dinner I was informed that I would have a baby
sitter tonight because they were going to a party. I
was happy about that because that must mean they
weren't mad.
I watched TV while they got dressed and when mom came
out to leave I was shocked. The dress she was wearing
was short and tight and almost see-through. It was
black, but when she stood in the light you could see
her skin through the black mesh. I couldn't believe she
would wear it out. But she did.
I sat and watched TV with my babysitter until they got
home just before midnight. When I heard them coming in
the front door I ran to say hi but when I saw my mother
I came to a sudden halt. Her hair was all messed up and
she had something all over her face and she had a
terrible smell. And she had a look in her eyes like an
animal caught in a trap.
But Pug seemed quite happy. He was smiling and he
grabbed me and picked me up and kissed me and asked me
if I had a good time. I nodded and said, "What's wrong
with mom?"
"She had a bit more partying that she is used to I'm
afraid. But don't worry; she'll be alright in the
morning. She just needs a little rest."
I found out later that this was the first night that
Pug shared her with his friend.
Mom was never quite the same after that. She did all of
the things she was supposed to do, and said the things
she was supposed to say, but she never seemed quite the
same.
I was changing too. My breasts were beginning to grow,
at first just puffy little nipples protruding slightly
from my flat chest, but then it seemed like almost over
night they were recognizable as breasts. Pug frequently
complimented me on how fast I was growing up and what a
pretty young lady I was becoming. Sometimes he even put
his hand on one of my boobs and squeezed it. I knew
enough to know he wasn't supposed to do that, but I
looked at mom and I knew she saw him, and she didn't
say anything. So I didn't say anything.
Mom took me to get a training bra, but I almost had an
A cup by the time we got around to it. I was pretty
self conscious about it. It seemed like all the boys,
even all the old men were always looking at my boobs. I
don't know if I was upset because they were too small
or too big. I was beginning to realize that they were
powerful though.
Things coasted along like this for a little while,
several weeks anyway, until mom did something else to
make Pug mad, something to do with the household
budget. I was in the living room doing my homework when
Pug came home and sat down. Mom brought him a beer and
the mail and he started opening the envelopes.
I almost screamed when he suddenly yelled, "Gina! Get
your ass in here!"
Mom came rushing in; her face was white as a sheet.
He handed her a piece of paper, a bank statement and
said, "Can you explain this?"
She didn't say anything, at least not anything that
made sense. She stuttered a few words that didn't mean
anything and then just said, "I'm sorry Sir. I didn't
realize I went over."
Pug placed the mail on the table beside him and pulled
my mother down over his lap. He pulled her skirt up and
yanked her underwear down and as she begged him not to
do this in front of me he started spanking her. Hard!
It hurt me to hear it.
Mom was howling in pain when he finally finished and he
stood her up and made her stand in the corner with her
skirt up to her waist.
That was the first time I had seen him spank her. It
would not be the last.
I stood up to go to my room but as I neared him Pug
pulled me into his lap and told me not to be upset. He
was just doing his job as a husband and daddy like he
explained before. Discipline was important, he
explained and it was his job to maintain it. As he
talked his hand slid up my thigh and his thumb was
resting right against my pussy, separated only by the
thin nylon of my underwear. I had noticed that lately
it seemed like every time I was pulled into his lap his
hand got farther up under my dress, or spent more time
touching one of my quickly growing breasts.
This was the first time he had touched my pussy though
and I gasped at the touch and the sensations it caused.
He ignored my reactions and continued calming me down
and finally he just held me in his arms for a while,
with his thumb softly pressed against my pussy the
entire time.
Finally he sent my mother back to finish supper and I
saw when she walked by us that she could see where his
finger was, but she said nothing.
That evening we went back to the clothing store where
my mom had gotten her new wardrobe a while back. I had
to go to since they hadn't arranged for the babysitter.
There were several couples at the store, shopping for
the wives or girlfriends, or whatever they were. Pug
picked out several new outfits for mom. They were even
more revealing than the first ones. And again she was
forced to try them on with the changing room door wide
open. A crowd quickly gathered and I was so embarrassed
for my mother.
I was about to be more embarrassed. Pug said that he
thought a couple of those outfits would be perfect for
me. He took me to the racks and picked out several
outfits that were about my size.
I had reservations. I thought they looked great on mom,
but I was only eleven! But I knew better than to argue
with Pug. I could just see myself thrown over Pug's lap
with my bare butt getting spanked right here in the
store.
Maybe I should have gone for the spanking. Pug pushed
my mother out of the way and she stood there holding
her new outfits while Pug made me step into the
changing booth and try on the new outfits, with the
door wide open and everyone watching. I was mortified.
I looked at my mother but she just looked own at the
floor.
I turned my back on the crowd and slipped my blouse and
skirt off and put on one of the new dresses. When I
turned around I noticed that most of the crowd was gone
now. They obviously realized how inappropriate it was
for a girl my age to be changing in public.
I looked in the mirror and I have to admit I looked
hot, too hot for an eleven year old, but still, it was
good for my ego. For the next dress I had to remove my
bra, it wouldn't fit under the dress. When I was
covered up I turned around again and Pug really loved
this one. When I looked in the mirror I could easily
see why. My panties were about an inch from looking out
from under my skirt and my puffy little nipples stuck
out proudly.
I noticed that two men were still standing nearby and
watching as I changed.
I turned back around and with my back to my audience I
removed the dress and put on the last one. When Pug had
been given a chance to approve of the last dress I
turned back around and put my own clothes back on. When
I reached for my bra Pug said, "Don't bother with that
now. We have to get going."
I dropped the bra and put on my blouse. I was
embarrassed at how visible my young breasts were
without the bra underneath the light blouse. I picked
up the new outfits and held them in front of me and we
went up to the cash register. One of the two men who
had been staring at me as I changed was the clerk! He
smiled at me and took my dresses from me and got a
close look at my chest before turning to his work.
Mom and I stood back and waited quietly. I didn't take
a deep breath until I was back in the car and on the
way home. It had been a pretty humiliating shopping
trip. I could only imagine what it had been like for
mom who had been forced to strip naked and face the
crowd that was watching eagerly while she changed in
and out of the various outfits.
The next night Pug took mom out again and I had a
babysitter again. I had a new baby sitter this time.
Apparently the old one, the one that had been my baby
sitter for years, wouldn't come back after seeing the
way mom came home the last time.
This time it was a man about Pug's age. I didn't like
him much; there was just something about him that made
me uncomfortable.
As they were leaving Pug told the babysitter to make
sure I took a shower and was in bed by ten since it was
a school night. I saw the look on my mother's face as
they left. I wondered if she was scared for me or for
herself.
I was no longer allowed to wear pants or shorts so I
was left with only my uncomfortably short skirts and
dresses. Every time I looked at my new babysitter he
seemed to be trying to look up my skirt.
I tried to watch TV for a while but my new babysitter
kept trying to talk to me. He kept asking me questions
I thought were very inappropriate. For instance he
complimented me on my figure and asked me what size my
breasts were. He even asked me if I was still a virgin!
I told him I was going to go take a shower.
I went to my room and shut my door. I undressed quickly
and put on my robe and went into the bathroom across
the hall. I couldn't lock the door. None of the doors
in the house except the front and back entry doors had
locks on them. But I was so used to not being able to
lock the doors that I never even thought about it. Not
until I opened my eyes after I had rinsed off and
realized that the door was open.
I peeked around the shower curtain and saw that I was
alone so I grabbed my towel and dried off quickly. Then
I stepped out of the tub and reached for my robe. I
heard a noise and looked at the door, but I didn't see
anything. I hurried to my room and put on my pajamas.
I went to bed and turned out my light, but I was afraid
to go to sleep and I lay awake until I heard my mom and
Pug come home. I listened and heard Pug and the
babysitter talking for a long time. Then things got
quiet for a while. I didn't know what was going on
because I knew that he was still here. After about
fifteen minutes I heard him leave and my parents come
down the hall and go into their bedroom.
Pug came in after a little while to check on me. He was
in his under shorts, which I assumed must be what he
slept in, but he smelled faintly of that same odor my
mom had been reeking of after their last night out. I
didn't know what it was, but it was mildly unpleasant.
He saw that I was still awake and he asked me if I had
a nice evening. I told him that Ted, the new babysitter
was a little weird, but I didn't mention that I was
pretty sure that he had peeked at me in the shower. He
gave me a hug and held me close with his hand worming
down into my pajama bottoms and running lightly through
the newly sprouted pubic hair hidden there. I had
become accustomed to his touching me this way. It made
me uncomfortable, but mom didn't say anything, and I
didn't know who else to complain to.
Pug chuckled and said, "Aw, Ted's okay. You just have
to get used to him. He has been a friend of mine for
years.
"That explains a lot," I thought to myself.
The next day, I was playing a board game with the boy
that lives next door, Kevin, when my father came in
from the garage after noticing a scratch on the car. I
related these events previously in "Dani Does the Right
Thing," but I include them here for anyone who missed
it. The story continues at Page 49, Line 12.
Mom told Pug that someone had pushed a shopping cart
into the car in the grocery store parking lot a couple
of days ago.
He was furious. First she had scratched the car, but
more seriously she had not told him. He pulled her
across his lap, right there in front of my friend and
me, and flipped her skirt up over her back, baring her
bottom to us. I noticed that she wasn't wearing
underwear.
Dad spanked her furiously, and then he ordered her to
stand in the corner with her skirt up so that her red
bottom was showing.
My friend, who was thirteen at the time stared in awe
at my mom's backside for a minute and then, with a face
as red as paint, said that he guessed he should go home
now.
But my dad said, "That's alright son. You two go ahead
and play your game. This is a good lesson for you. It
is wonderful to have a good woman in your life, but you
have to keep your eye on them all the time and the more
discipline you give them the better they behave. Ain't
that right Gina?"
Mom was still crying quietly in the corner, but she
managed to choke out, "Yes sir."
Then he said to my friend, "You ever see a woman naked
before Kevin?"
Kevin was as embarrassed as my mother and I were. He
said quietly, "No sir, never!"
"Get your ass over here, Gina!" my dad called to her
and she looked around at him.
"Sir, please, no, not in front of the kids! That's
wrong. Please, I can't," mom pleaded with him. I
noticed that she no longer used his name, or terms of
endearment. If she called him anything at all now it
was "sir".
I saw the furious look on dad's face when she balked,
and he started to take his belt off. Mom gave in and
rushed to his side. "I'm sorry sir; please don't spank
me any more."
Dad stopped taking his belt off, but left it unfastened
in case mom gave him anymore trouble.
"Take off that dress," dad ordered. "Kevin is almost a
man. It's about time he found out what a woman is all
about."
I thought surely that my conservative, church going
mother would draw the line here. But I watched as that
look of resignation I saw on her face so often lately
returned, and she reached around and unfastened the
catch at the top of her dress and then pulled the
zipper down her back. She allowed the top to slide off
her shoulders and down her arms and then she closed her
eyes and slid it down past her hips and let it fall to
the floor.
Dad smiled and said to Kevin, "What do you think, boy,
looks pretty damn good for an old broad, don't she?"
"Yes sir!" Kevin exclaimed. "She's beautiful!"
"Yeah," dad said, "I make sure she stays in shape. You
can go ahead and get up and take a closer look if you
want."
Kevin was looking at mom and the tears rolling down her
cheeks, and then he glanced at me and saw how shocked I
was. He looked at dad and said, "Are you sure sir?
She's really crying and, well, gee, I don't know."
"That's alright son. A lot of women cry when they get
embarrassed. But it's good for them to be embarrassed.
It keeps them on their toes, right Gina?"
"Yes sir," mom said, just barely above a whisper.
"Besides," dad went on, "she is being punished. You
should be uncomfortable when you are being punished."
Kevin got to his feet and stepped closer to mom. He
said, "Is it okay Mrs. Franklin?"
Mom nodded her head and said, "Yes Kevin, whatever Mr.
Franklin says is okay."
I was embarrassed for her. I was embarrassed to be
sitting here watching. But I couldn't help admiring her
beautiful figure. I hoped I looked that good when I got
to be her age.
Dad stood up and reached out and squeezed my mothers
breast gently, then hefted it in has hand as thought
weighing it. "Look at that tit!" he exclaimed proudly.
"That is just about as perfect a tit as you will ever
see son. Go ahead, feel how firm that is."
Kevin said, "That okay sir, I couldn't do that."
But dad wasn't taking no for an answer from anyone.
"Now son, you have a perfect learning opportunity here.
I'd be real disappointed if you didn't take advantage
of it. Go ahead, put your hand up and see how nice that
feels."
Kevin did as he was told and with a look of total awe
on his face he gently wrapped one of his small hands
around my mother's breast.
He held it for a moment and then dad showed him how
best to caress a woman's breast and how to bring a
nipple to attention. He guided Kevin's head forward and
instructed him on kissing and sucking and gently biting
on a woman's breast.
After dad was satisfied that he had learned that lesson
he made my mother spread her legs apart and he showed
Kevin all there was to know about a woman's pussy. He
showed Kevin how wet she was and explained that that
meant that my mom was excited and enjoying herself.
"Now watch this," dad said. Kevin and I both watched as
dad started sawing a couple of fingers in and out of my
mother's pussy and then he told Kevin to put his
fingers on mom's clitoris and rub it gently for a few
minutes.
I was shocked to see my mother have an orgasm at the
hands of my father and my friend. Dad explained to
Kevin, and to me, since I was listening, all about
orgasms and told him that maybe next time he would have
mom teach him about fucking.
Then he turned to me and asked, "Were you paying
attention Dani? You're filling out pretty nicely and
pretty soon you will be standing right up there with
your mom," he said with a look of anticipation on his
face.
I looked to my mother, but she said not a word.
Mom was ordered back to her corner, but this time she
was to stand with her back to the wall. Kevin and I
tried to resume our game, but we couldn't concentrate.
Kevin couldn't stop staring at my mother standing
naked, almost close enough to touch. And I was so
embarrassed I just wanted to go to my room. So finally
Kevin went home and I was able to leave the room where
my mother was being so humiliated.
From then on things changed between Pug and I. Pug had
been discretely fondling me for months now. After the
day he made my mother undress in front of Kevin things
changed. It wasn't discrete anymore. And it wasn't just
now and then. Several times a day I would find myself
in Pug's lap with his hand on my breasts or up my skirt
and down my panties and he would play with me for
minutes at a time while my mother struggled not to see
it. Or he would lightly pinch my nipples and squeeze my
small, but rapidly growing breasts.
I thought that Kevin would be too embarrassed to come
back after that. Just the opposite was the case. After
that he came back every afternoon. In the beginning I
had always suspected that one of the major attractions
for him when he came over was that I was always wearing
short skirts and as careful as I was he almost always
got a peek or two at my panties. Now the attraction was
my mother. Even though she was always dressed in the
admittedly sexy clothes that Pug made her wear, Kevin
kept staring at her as though he could still see her
naked. I wanted to tell him to stop coming over, but he
was the only kid I knew that lived anywhere nearby.
That was why we spent so much time together.
After seeing my mother naked, however, and having the
opportunity to touch her, he came over everyday. It was
obvious he wasn't here to see me. It was only three
days later that my father found another excuse to
punish my mother in front of Kevin and me.
Kevin and I were playing a board game in the living
room and my father was reading the paper. I was always
nervous around my father now, even more so whenever
Kevin was there. As I was about to learn, I had every
right to be.
My father suddenly called out, "Gina! Get your ass in
here!"
Kevin and I jumped, startled. I knew right away that
something bad was going to happen. I glanced at Kevin
and was disappointed to see that this was what he had
been hoping for. The look of excitement and
anticipation on his face was unmistakable.
I was getting to the age that I was starting to
understand guys and what was always on their minds. I
was aware of the leers, the stares at my budding
breasts from nearly every male of every age. I felt a
strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. I felt
power! Breasts are a powerful force of nature.
Still, Kevin was my friend. It just seemed like he
should be more sensitive to how I felt. Yeah, I know
what you're thinking. What can I say, I'm blonde.
My mother came rushing in to the living room. I could
see that her face was white, and that she had no idea
what she had done.
He held the newspaper out and exploded, "What the hell
is this?!" His voice was full of outrage.
"I cut out some coupons, Sir. You are always telling me
that I spend too much money on food. I am trying to cut
back on my spending Sir."
"I told you never to cut up the newspaper before I have
read it, didn't I?" he asked loudly.
"But Sir, there was nothing on the back of it but more
grocery ads."
"I don't give a flying fuck bitch!" he yelled. "I gave
you an order! Christ! When will you learn to obey! Get
undressed."
"Oh god," I thought. "Please not again."
I looked up at him and fearfully pleaded with him,
"Please Sir, please not again. Please, not in front of
Kevin."
He turned to my mother and said, "Now look, bitch. Now
you are being a bad influence on your daughter! Now I
have to teach you both a lesson!"
My mother sobbed, but didn't say a word as she quickly
removed her dress. Kevin stared in fascination this
time. After the last time he knew it was not only
alright, but encouraged.
My father turned to me and yelled, "Stand up and get
over here young lady!"
I was terrified. I was eleven years old. I had never
been spanked or slapped or anything. I didn't know what
was going to happen. I only knew that if my mother had
to put up with it, there was no hope for me.
"I am going to make sure you are raised right young
lady," my stepfather said. His voice sounded furious.
It was years before I thought back to that day and
realized it had all been a put on, an act to scare me
into complying. It worked.
I stood before my father trembling in fear.
"You don't ever talk back to me again! Do you
understand?"
I didn't understand. I hadn't talked back! I just
pleaded with him not to embarrass my mother and me in
front of my friend. But I saw the look in his face and
I knew that if I said the wrong thing I was going to
feel that belt for the first time. And I was a coward.
"Take off your clothes, young lady. And be quick about
it!" he commanded.
I glanced quickly at my mother and saw only anguish. I
glanced at Kevin and saw excitement. I looked back at
my stepfather, fully intending to plead with him. But I
saw that he was already unbuckling his belt. I had the
distinct impression that he was hoping I would "back
talk" him again so that he could use it.
I was eleven years old and my body was starting to
resemble that of a young woman. The idea of undressing
in front of, not only my stepfather and my mother, but
the boy next door, a boy I saw every day, I don't
believe I could have been more humiliated if he had
made me do it on the sidewalk outside!
I was still hesitating and he started pulling his belt
free. As I said, I was a coward. If my mother could not
fight him, how could I, an eleven year old girl hope
to?
I pulled my t-shirt off. As my lacy little training bra
came into view I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn't
face anyone in the room. I dropped my t-shirt on the
floor and unfastened my modest little skirt. I pushed
it over my burgeoning hips and let it slide down my
legs and kicked it aside.
Now I stood in only my lace trimmed little girl's bra
and panties. The ones that had made me feel so grown up
when I talked my mother into getting them for me. I saw
movement out of the corner of my eye and glanced up to
see Kevin moving closer for a better view. I wanted to
yell at him, but I didn't dare.
I tried to decide what to remove next. The last time
anyone had seen me uncovered was when my mother had
bought me my first training bra. Now that I actually
had something growing on my chest it was even more
embarrassing.
I had hesitated as long as I dared and finally I
reached between the little cups of the bra and
unfastened it. I couldn't look up, but I knew that they
were watching me undress. I could feel their eyes on my
breasts, which were now the size of an apple cut in
half. My puffy little nipples were tingling and I was
upset with myself for having any reaction at all.
My mother had finished undressing quickly and now
everyone was watching me as I hooked my thumbs into my
panties and pushed them down. I kicked them over with
the rest of my clothes and then stood with my hands and
arms covering as much of my body as I possibly could.
"Gina," dad said. "Tell Dani the rule about her arms."
My mother spoke so quietly I could hardly hear her.
"Modesty is not permitted. When ordered to undress you
are to stand up straight with your arms at your side
until instructed otherwise. Failure to obey this rule
will result in severe punishment."
I dropped my arms to my side quickly and stood naked in
front of two males for the first time in my life. I
guess it could have been worse. My stepfather had,
after all, already begun to molest me. He frequently
touched my breasts through my clothing. And it had also
become common place for him to pull me into his lap and
reach into my underwear and rub my pussy. But to be
naked, and in front of Kevin for Christ's sake!
My stepfather ordered me to stand beside my mother. He
wanted to compare our bodies.
I moved quickly to stand beside her. As I moved I could
feel their eyes watching my butt move.
When I was beside my mom my stepfather stood up and
stood in front of me. He glanced over at Kevin and
waived him closer to join him. Kevin stood beside my
dad, right in front of my mother.
Together they examined both of our bodies this time and
compared them. I had become more or less accustomed to
being groped by my stepfather, but when Kevin put his
hand over my breast I nearly fell to the floor. I don't
know if it was embarrassment or nerves or what, but I
was shaking so bad I was having trouble standing.
It was even worse when their focus shifted to my
vagina. I felt Kevin slide his finger into me as my
stepfather warned him not to bust my cherry, yet.
"Kevin my boy, I think that this would be an excellent
time for Gina to teach Dani how to suck a cock, don't
you?"
"Yes Sir!" Kevin almost squealed like a girl he was so
excited, the bastard!
Dad directed Kevin to drop his pants and lay down on
the coffee table. I turned my face away. I didn't want
to see. I had never seen a penis, and I wasn't ready to
see one now.
While Kevin undressed and got into position my father
stepped up behind me and I felt his cock rubbing on my
back as he reached around and toyed with my small,
immature breasts. As he moved his hands and his cock
over me he said to me quietly, "Your mom is going to
suck on Kevin's cock now. Later on you are going to try
it. So watch closely."
He pushed me to my knees on the side of the table;
right beside where Kevin's hard dripping cock was
standing up and throbbing. I couldn't help but see it
now. I saw the clear liquid oozing from the hole in the
end of his penis, the hole where I knew that his pee
came out.
I made myself watch as my mom knelt between Kevin's
legs and spread them a little wider so that she could
get closer. I watched in disgust as she leaned down and
licked his hairless ball sack, although at the time I
didn't know what it was. At least I don't remember
knowing.
Each time she touched her tongue to Kevin he twitched
and his penis throbbed and more of the liquid came out
of the end of his penis. Really gross!
But I watched in amazement as my mother began licking
Kevin's dripping penis. She licked up all of the liquid
and then she took his organ between her lips and began
to suck enthusiastically.
"How could she?!" I asked myself. I had heard of
blowjobs in school. I had trouble imagining them,
especially since I had never seen a male with no
clothes on before. But I saw one now, and the idea of
touching my lips to a penis was sickening!
Almost immediately Kevin started moaning and thrusting
his hips up to meet my mother's sucking lips. His body
quivered for a couple of seconds and then he groaned as
though in pain and pushed mom's head away.
I watched as my mother sat up on her heels and waited.
Dad said to Kevin, "Don't worry son. The first few
times are always real quick. Once you get used to it
though, you can lay back and enjoy that sensation for a
long time."
"Fantastic!" Kevin, the creep, said.
Dad told my mom to move around to the side of the
coffee table, across from where I was kneeling,
watching Kevin's dick get soft quickly.
Dad grabbed me by the hair and pulled me around so that
I was kneeling where my mother had been when she sucked
Kevin off.
"Alright," he said. "Let's see if you learned anything
Dani."
My head shot up and I stared at my stepfather with my
mouth agape.
My mother caught my eye and she was urging me to obey.
I suppose she knew that the only thing I would gain my
trying to avoid it was pain. Then I would end up having
to do it anyway.
I had to stop for a minute to remember what my mom had
done. Then I leaned forward and tentatively licked out
at Kevin's balls.
As soon as my tongue touched him he groaned and
twitched. I jumped back, but then leaned down and tried
it again. It seemed like such a gross thing to do. But
I had watched my mother do it. I knew I had no choice.
I licked until Kevin's penis got hard again and then I
licked that as well. Finally I got up the nerve and
slid my lips down over his dick. He was only thirteen
and his thing wasn't all that big. But he must have
been saving up for a long time because even though he
had just had an orgasm in my mother's mouth, in no time
at all he was holding my head and thrusting his hips up
until my lips reached his belly.
With my mother it had happened so fast that it was over
almost before it started. This time Kevin lasted only
slightly longer. When he felt another orgasm begin he
reached out and held my head firmly against his belly
and I felt his cum shooting into my mouth.
I knew that it was coming. It was one of the things
that had come up on the playground. I just never
expected it to be like this, at the age of eleven, with
my friend, with my mother and my father watching.
I gagged at first, but managed to hold Kevin's hot load
of cum in my mouth. As soon as he pushed my head away I
looked around for somewhere to spit it out.
My father saw what I was doing and yelled at me. "Don't
you EVER spit out a man's cum! NEVER! If I ever see you
spit out a mouthful of cum, I will whip you until you
bleed! Do you understand me?"
I felt my eyes get huge as he leaned over me and yelled
right in my face. I was so shocked I swallowed
instinctively. He stood up then and I saw the pain in
my mother's eyes at what she had just witnessed.
My stepfather turned to Kevin and asked, "Well boy, how
was that?
"That was the most wonderful thing that every happened
to me! Twice!!" he exclaimed.
"You ain't seen nothing yet, boy. Watch this."
My father slid his pants and his shorts down his bony
legs and kicked them away. I didn't want to look, but I
couldn't help but see his dick.
"So that is what a grown up one looks like," I thought.
It was scary. I didn't know what normal was. It was
about a month before he started sharing me with his
friends and assorted strangers and then I was able to
compare. His cock was larger than most, but not that
much. It was big and hairy and really gross looking. It
was still soft. It hung down over the hairy ball sack
hanging between his legs. There was a thick tube of
skin covering the tip of it and the whole tip was
covered in what looked like clear slime.
I expected him to order my mom between his legs but he
looked at me and said, "You first slut. Get over here
and start licking."
Slut?! Who the hell is he calling a slut? I am still a
fucking virgin!
I realized what he was ordering me to do and I looked
at my mom. She just nodded. I saw the agony in her
face, but I couldn't help resenting her for letting
these things happen to me, to us.
I crawled between his legs, avoiding, as much as
possible, any contact with him. He was watching me,
amused at the expressions of fear and revulsion
flickering across my face. I was there now; all that
was left was to do it. Just lean forward and place his
nasty, smelly sex organs in my mouth. I hesitated for a
moment and he called my mother closer so that he could
torment her with what I was being forced to do. I saw
Kevin move closer on the other side so that he could
enjoy the show.
I leaned forward and I smelled the musty, sweaty smell
of his crotch. It was different than it had been with
Kevin. I wasn't sure what it was, dirtier, sweatier, or
perhaps just older? I stuck out my tongue and licked
the head of his dick and I jumped back when it twitched
violently.
I guess he wasn't impressed with my style. "Put your
right hand around the base of my cock," he ordered.
I reached out and gingerly slid my thumb underneath his
large, nasty organ. I wrapped my small hand around it
as far as it would go. It didn't go all the way around.
"Use your hand to stand it up, then pull the skin
around the head of it down and gently lick it all
over."
I stared at his cock as I obeyed his commands. It
seemed to be slowly growing larger, very slowly. I slid
my hand a little higher up the shaft and then tightened
my grip and pulled down, pulling the extra skin away
from the tip. He told me what the skin was called and
what it was for. He also mentioned that sometimes crud
accumulated underneath that skin and needed to be
cleaned out, for health reasons, of course. He told me
that his preferred method of cleaning his cock is to
use a bitch's mouth.
I hesitated for another moment, wondering if perhaps a
beating might be easier to take. Then I leaned back
into his crotch and started licking the tip of his
cock. I licked it clean all around and then he ordered
me to hold it like that and go ahead and lick his
balls.
He made me lick his balls for a long time and I felt
his cock growing in my hand. It just kept getting
scarier.
"Alright, that's enough foreplay. Let's see how good a
cocksucker you are," he said disdainfully.
I really hated the names he kept calling me. As soon as
that thought crossed my mind I realized how ludicrous
that was, to be forced to do the things I am doing and
be upset about the names. But I had other, more
pressing matters to take care of. I didn't have time to
contemplate life's little ironies right now.
I wet my lips and forced them over the head of his now
hard cock. I moved my mouth down a little and then back
to the tip. I couldn't really say that I had learned
how to do this from my experience with Kevin. He had
come so quickly and his penis was so much smaller. It
was like apples and oranges. Or maybe string beans and
cucumbers would be a better analogy.
He decided that I needed more lessons and he ordered me
to lick his balls while I watched how a woman was
supposed to suck cock. I moved my tongue down and
explored his balls while right before my eyes my mother
leaned down and took is cock in her mouth.
I watched in disbelief as she took more and more of it
down with each stroke until she had the head of his
cock in her throat and his entire organ was in her
mouth. Her lips were tight against his stomach for a
moment and then she started, slowly at first, to move
her mouth up and down his shaft, taking it all with
each down stroke. I was so fascinated that I just knelt
there with my tongue on his balls and stared. I saw
Kevin's face and he, too, was amazed.
My mother nudged me discretely and I realized I was not
doing what I had been told. I started licking again and
we worked with our faces nearly touching, and sometimes
touching, in my stepfather's crotch, until he started
groaning and then I felt him tense up and thrust his
hips up and he shot his cum right down my mother's
throat.
I watched her swallow quickly and then just hold his
cock in her mouth until he told us to stop. I
straightened up my straining back and mom got back to
her feet and we waited.
Dad asked Kevin, "Well boy, are you ready for your
first piece of ass?"
I heard my mother's sharp intake of breath. I waited
quietly, wondering which one of us Kevin was going to
fuck.
Kevin was smiling like a jackass. He was turning into
the same kind of animal that I had recently come to
understand that my stepfather was. I don't think I like
Kevin anymore.
"Yes sir!" Kevin said, the excitement evident in both
his voice and his reacquired erection bobbing right by
my cheek.
Mom was ordered to lie on the floor in the middle of
the room and give Kevin any help he needed. My
stepfather pulled me up and into his lap and we watched
my mom and Kevin have sex while my father slipped a
long, fat, finger inside my pussy and toyed with my
hymen.
Kevin climbed quickly on top of my mom and, with her
help, slid his small cock into her. He got a look on
his face like he was in heaven or something. Then he
started moving in and out of her, very fast with short
little strokes. After all that I had experienced
already this afternoon, fucking didn't seem that
remarkable. The most interesting part was the way my
mom's boobs jiggled around on her chest from the force
of Kevin's fucking.
After he came in my mom Kevin collapsed on top of her
for a minute and played with her boobs. Then he got up
on his knees and stood up. As he was standing up Pug
whispered in my ear, "Watch this, you will have to do
this too. It's what sluts do."
I almost threw up as I watched my mother sit up and
take Kevin's wet, slimy little cock into her mouth and
suck it clean. Then she did the same thing with his
little balls.
It was time for Kevin to go home. My dad, I hate
calling him that now, Pug, told him that he was welcome
to come back any time. He could use either me or my
mother in any way that he liked, except that he could
not fuck my pussy, as long as he didn't tell anyone,
ever, about what happened here. Not his best friend,
not his parents, nobody. Pug assured Kevin that if he
ended up in jail, he had friends that would make sure
Kevin, and whoever he told, ended up dead.
Kevin, the rotten little bastard that I had thought was
my friend, gave his word of honor. Yeah, like he knew
what honor was!
After he left I started to get dressed but Pug stopped
me. "There doesn't seem to be any more need for that
charade," he said. "From now on you two don't wear
clothes in the house. Gina," he continued, "go make
supper, then, after Dani cleans up the kitchen you two
can go somewhere and talk for a while. Make sure you
let her know what will be expected of her."
I picked up my clothes and my mother's from the floor
and took them to our rooms. Then I went to the bathroom
and brushed my teeth to get the taste of cock and cum
out of my mouth before supper.
I went into the kitchen to see if my mom needed any
help and since she had things under control I set the
table and then waited out of the way in the kitchen,
watching my mother working in the nude and I wondered
how she could have let Pug and Kevin do the things that
they had done to me. Not to mention what they had done
to her.
Supper was quiet and when it was over Pug went into the
living room and watched TV. Mom and I cleaned up the
kitchen and the dining room and then we went to my
room.
It was so strange to be naked all the time, and to look
at my mother and see her naked all the time. I couldn't
help wondering if my breasts were going to look like
hers someday. They were large and firm and didn't seem
to sag at all. Even I was able to see that they were
sexy.
As soon as the door to my room was closed my mother
hugged me tight and cried and told me how sorry she
was. It felt funny having her naked boobs rubbing on me
like that, but she just acted like we had clothes on,
so I tried to do that too.
I just looked at her, waiting for her to start talking.
For a long time, though, she just sat on my bed beside
me and stared at her hands.
I finally had to ask her how she, how WE got into this
mess.
She wiped her eyes with a tissue and blew her nose and
took a few deep breaths. Then she said, "When I met Pug
I had been alone for more than nine years. Well, not
alone, you were there. But having a child is not like
having a friend, a companion, a lover. I was so lonely
and I guess I was the perfect match for him. He was
strong and assertive and he took over. He took over my
whole life! And I didn't mind at all. It made me feel
safe. And I did love him. And I didn't worry about you
growing up without a father anymore, or me losing my
job and becoming homeless. And it was obvious that
before very long you loved him as much as I did. He has
a way about him!"
I had to agree with that.
"Things started changing slowly," she continued. "The
changes even made sense at first. I welcomed them.
Well, most of them. I guess he must have been right. I
am a natural submissive. There is no other way to
explain it. He started out taking control of the house
and the money. Before long he wasn't asking me what I
wanted, or what I wanted to do, he was telling me. At
first I didn't even realize it. When I did... well, I
kind of liked it."
"Then he started changing the way I dressed and the way
I acted. In the beginning I was nervous. I wasn't used
to wearing the kinds of clothing that he liked me to
wear. But after a while I got used to it and even
started feeling sexy when I wore those short skirts and
see-through tops. One big hurdle came later, when he
made me stop wearing underwear. I shall never forget
what happened in the living room this afternoon, and I
shall never forget the first time he took me out in a
see-through blouse with nothing under it. It was, up to
that point, the most humiliating thing I had ever done.
The thing is though, that he enjoys humiliating me. He
keeps finding new and better ways of doing it. He is
going to do that with you too baby, I'm sorry."
I didn't have enough of a clue about what would be
happening to me, what would be done to me, to really
worry about that right then. I knew what humiliation
was. I felt it deeply when I undressed in front of Pug
and Kevin. I didn't know that was the tip of the
iceberg.
"I should probably tell you some of the things I have
had to do, since you will have to do them too, maybe
not right away, but soon. I don't know how much longer
he will wait to take your virginity. He is not a
patient man; I don't think it will be long. It began
for me after I started wearing the new clothes he
bought for me. We would go out in the afternoon and he
would make me walk alone in see-through blouses and I
would have to stick my chest out and walk slow and
smile at the men who stared.
"Sometimes we would go somewhere to eat, or for a
drink, and he would make me sit with my legs spread
wide and my skirt pulled up. It was obvious that it was
not an accident that my pussy was exposed. Things went
on like that for a long time. Every time I got used to
some indignity he would find another one to amuse
himself. The next major hurdle came when he took me out
one day and we went to the apartment of a friend of
his. As soon as we got inside I was ordered to strip. I
hesitated and he whipped his belt out and pummeled my
ass with it, right in front of his friend. He beat me
until I begged to be allowed to undress in front of him
and his friend."
"At first they just looked at me, watched me as I went
to fetch drinks or snacks for them. Then Pug's friend
started touching me. I begged Pug to take me home.
Instead they both undressed and I had sex with them all
evening, over and over, every way that there was. Ways
I hadn't even imagined."
"Not long after that it happened again. And then it
happened with another of Pug's friends. Not long after
that it happened with both of his friends at the same
time. Then the recording started. Before long I had a
camera pointed at me all the time. Every weird and
kinky sex act you could imagine, I did it, and they
recorded it."
"By then of course, I had surrendered myself to Pug. I
followed his rules, I dressed to please him, I fucked
who and where he wanted me to fuck. A couple of months
ago he told me that you were old enough now. He was
going to start involving you in our games. I drew the
line. I absolutely refused. My mother instinct finally
kicked in I guess."
"But it was too late. He told me that if I tried to
interfere, if I did not, in fact, help, he would take
me to court with the recordings he had made he would
get custody of you and I would never see you again. I
didn't know what to do. The best I could figure was
that, if I did what he wanted, if I let him have you,
at least I could be here to help what little bit he
would let me help."
"I'm sorry darling. I know it sucks. I know you must
think I am the worst mother in the world. You are
probably right. But I have no choice. And as awful as
it seems, I am so weak that I would probably go along
even if he wasn't holding the movies over my head. It
seems like there is no bottom. I just keep going lower
and lower."
"Now, the rules, there aren't that many, but they can
be unpleasant. You already know one of them. You never
cover up, ever." She grabbed my chin and made sure she
had my attention and said, "You gotta listen baby, and
you gotta remember. He can make you hurt so bad if you
don't."
I nodded. I hoped I could remember. I was in a daze; my
brain seemed to be fogged over. It was just too much
for an eleven year old girl.
"You never say 'no' and you always say 'Sir'."
I nodded again.
"I'm sorry baby," she said, quietly, almost as if she
were talking to herself. "I can't help you. I'm too
weak."
I tried to stay in my room after that, but Pug made me
come out and set the table and eat supper with them.
All I could think about was that I was naked, and that
I would be naked from now on. I picked at my dinner for
a while and finally gave up. I got up and put my plate
in the kitchen and waited for mom and Pug to finish so
that I could clear off the table.
Normally, after he eats, Pug goes into the living room
while mom and I clean up. Tonight he sat and watched
us. When I was finished with my chores Pug called me
over and pulled me into his lap. His hand went right to
my bare pussy and he watched my reaction as his finger
moved up and down my tiny slit.
"Today was pretty hard for you, wasn't it?" he asked.
"Yes sir," I answered, just a little breathlessly.
"Don't worry, it will get easier," and he looked up at
my mother who was hovering nearby, "won't it Gina?"
"Yes sir," she replied, after enough of a hesitation
that he raised his eyebrows.
The confusion was mind numbing. I wanted desperately to
get up and go to my room where I could at least be
naked in private. But god, that finger on my slit felt
so nice!
I sat in his lap and closed my eyes and struggled not
to show how excited I was becoming. I was almost
disappointed when he leaned forward and kissed me and
sent me to my room.
I got very little sleep that night. I lay in bed and
stared at the ceiling and relived this afternoon over
and over. It was so vivid I could even taste the male
fluids in my mouth.
I finally got to sleep, but I doubt if it was for more
than a couple of hours. I was exhausted when I woke up,
and since I hadn't taken a shower last night I gladly
took one this morning.
On the way to the shower I encountered yet another
shock. During the night Pug had removed the bathroom
door and the shower curtain had been replaced with a
clear one. Oh my god, I wouldn't even have privacy in
the bathroom?!
I turned the shower on to warm up and dropped my robe
close by. I showered quickly and between the shower and
the missing door I was pretty much awake by the time I
turned off the water. I dried off and reached for my
robe and realized it was gone. I looked around, but it
wasn't in the room. Just them Pug appeared in the door,
smiling at me. I started to cover myself but remembered
the rule in time and kept my hands at my side.
"Sir, I don't understand. Why did you take the door?" I
asked timidly.
"Dani, you need to get over your shyness. But don't
worry; I am going to help you with that. I took the
door off the bathroom and while you were in the shower
I took the door off of your bedroom. I also took your
robe. Since you don't wear clothes in the house anymore
you don't need it. Now, come and get your breakfast and
then you can get dressed for school. Oh yes, I almost
forgot, I also took all of your underwear, you won't
need it anymore.
Those short skirts I was forced to wear were bad
enough, but at least I had had some covering, my much
too sexy, adult styled panties. Now I was going to be
flashing my pussy all over the damned town!
I brushed my hair and went to breakfast. It was just as
uncomfortable as supper had been last night. I wondered
if I would ever get used to sitting here and feeling
his eyes on my developing body.
I put my dish in the sink and rushed to the bathroom
and brushed my teeth, and then I dressed and hurried to
school. I was in sixth grade at George Bush Elementary
School. Why do you suppose they would name a school
after a moron? Oh well.
I saw Kevin at recess. Sometimes when he saw me on the
school yard he would waive at me. Today he came over
and told me how much he was looking forward to seeing
me after school. I blushed so badly it almost hurt. I
could feel my whole face burning. He just leered at me,
reached down and flipped up my tiny skirt, and went
back to his friends.
When I got home from school I went to my room to
undress. Mom was out back hanging up laundry. We had a
dryer, but Pug made her hang the laundry outside on
nice days. He said the clothes smelled better.
I paused at my door. Or rather, I paused where my door
had once been, and contemplated what my life was
turning into. I put my books on my desk and undressed.
It doesn't take long when all you are wearing is a too
small dress and a pair of shoes.
Instead of going into the living room to do my homework
as usual, I sat at my desk. But I had just gotten
started when Kevin came in. He didn't even knock, just
walked in and yelled out, "Where is everybody?"
I took a deep breath and stood up. I went to the living
room and Kevin was already getting undressed. I said,
"Mom is hanging up laundry. What do you want?"
"You know what I want," he said, "and it looks like
you're ready to give it to me! You get sexier every
day, Dani."
That might have been more of a compliment if I weren't
standing in front of him naked and about to be forced
to do whatever he wanted.
He finished undressing and his cock was already hard
and drooling. He sat down and pointed to the floor
between his legs. I moved over and stood there, hating
this, but too afraid of Pug to resist.
Kevin sat up with his face inches from my breasts. He
put his hand on the inside of my knee and moved it up
to my pussy as he leaned forward and started kissing
and licking my breasts.
"Oh shit! Come on Dani, I can't wait, I'm too fucking
horny. Get on your knees and suck me."
I saw my mother come in and put down the basket. She
came over and said, "Kevin, how about if I do that? I
am older and have had a lot of experience. I am much
better at it."
Kevin looked up at her and said, "How about if you go
next? For now you can just stand here so I can play
with your pussy. Nice shave by the way."
I knelt between Kevin's legs and took his cock into my
mouth. It was about five inches long, but very skinny.
Compared to Pug's it was tiny. But I still gagged when
he forced my head down and it touched the back of my
throat.
I could see him forcing a couple of fingers into my
mother's pussy as I sucked him. He lasted much longer
than yesterday but it was still over very quickly. I
gagged again when his cum filled my mouth, but it
wasn't as bad as yesterday.
I kept sucking until he pushed me away, then he stood
up and made mom lay on the floor. He knelt between her
legs for a while, examining her pussy at length. He
made me lay beside my mother so that he could compare
our pussies. Then he did a taste test. He leaned
forward and licked mom's pussy for a minute, and then
he did it to me.
I was not prepared for the sensations that overwhelmed
me as his hot, moist tongue slid through my pussy. It
beat fingers all to hell! But I couldn't let him know
that I enjoyed it so I closed my eyes and fought it
with all of my might.
He moved back and forth between my mom and me and I
knew she was enjoying it too because she grabbed my
hand and squeezed with all of her might just before
Kevin climbed on top of her and ordered her to put his
cock in her pussy. Then he started sucking and biting
her nipples as he fucked her. She continued to squeeze
my hand, but I couldn't tell if she came or not.
After Kevin came in mom's pussy he collapsed on top of
her and played with her tits a little more, then he
rolled off and ordered me to suck him again.
Mom tried to talk him into letting her do it again, but
Kevin knew what turned him on. As I got to knees my
legs were still a little shaky from having my pussy
eaten. I slowly moved between his splayed legs and
looked down at his nasty little organ. It was covered
in slime, really disgusting.
I looked at mom for a second in despair, then leaned
forward and started licking Kevin's cock and balls and
his bushy little pubic bush until it was clean. Then,
as instructed, I took him into my mouth and sucked the
last few drops out of his cock.
He was hard again before I could finish and he made me
keep sucking while he ordered my mother to get down and
lick his balls. We were ordered to switch off several
times before he came again, in my mouth again. But it
seemed like it got a little easier each time. At least
I didn't gag this time.
Kevin had just had his third orgasm when Pug walked in.
He looked down, amused at our discomfort and asked
Kevin if we had given him any trouble.
"No sir," he answered. "They have done everything I
told them too. Dani is even starting to get better at
sucking cock."
"Oh yeah? Well, I'll be the judge of that! Gina, get in
the kitchen and get supper going. Dani, come over hear
and greet your loving daddy."
Loving daddy my ass! Lusting pervert is more like it. I
stood up and moved across the room to where he was
standing in front of his chair, taking off his pants
and shorts and shoes. He sat down in just a t-shirt and
mom came in with the mail and his beer, just like he
wasn't about to molest her daughter!
I was ordered to lick his cock and balls while he went
through the mail. I was scared enough, remembering from
yesterday how big that thing was going to get. But as I
got close I suddenly realized how hard Pug must work
for a living. Jesus H. Christ he stank! The smell of
body odor was overpowering. I gasped and pulled back
quickly. He smiled back at me and said, "Don't worry, a
little airing out, and a little tongue bath, and you
won't even notice it."
I took a deep breath and leaned forward and started
licking desperately, trying to breath through my mouth
as much as possible. By the time I had cleaned his
balls his cock was standing straight up and I licked it
all over as well. He was right, after I was done it
wasn't as bad, or I was used to it. I am not sure
which.
Kevin had come close to watch and as he watched he was
playing with my boob. Most of the time it felt pretty
good, but sometimes he started getting carried away and
it would hurt. I gasped in pain a couple of times and
Pug said, "Better get used to that, girl. I got some
friends that like that kind of thing."
I heard my mother groan as if she had been slapped when
he said that. I remembered how she had looked when she
had come home a little over a week ago. I think now
that I knew what she had been doing.
"Alright, that's enough foreplay. I know you can't suck
cock like your mom can, but let's see if you have
gotten any better than you were yesterday."
I took Pug's cock in my hand and pulled it down to my
mouth and forced my head down over it. As I did I felt
Kevin's hand moving slowly over my slit. I was almost
grateful for the distraction.
Pug pushed my head down as far as he could and then
started moving it up and down for several strokes. "You
see that?" he asked. "That's what you do, just keep
doing that and moving your hand up and down at the same
time."
I tried very hard to please him; I had seen what
happens when you don't. I doubt if I got more than two
or two and a half inches of his cock into my tiny
mouth. But he looked down at my struggles and said,
"Damn Dani, you sure are beautiful with a cock in your
mouth!"
After what seemed like all evening of working on his
cock he was breathing hard when he said, "Okay, faster
now, I am getting ready to cum. Don't you spill a
fucking drop, you stupid bitch, or I will bust your ass
wide open!"
I was terrified already, that made it so much worse. My
hand already was so tired I thought that it was going
to drop off but I forced myself to move it faster, up
and down his huge, throbbing cock. I knew it was
starting when his butt came up off the chair and he
grabbed my head and started huffing and puffing. It was
impossible to swallow it all. I tried so hard. I
swallowed and swallowed but still it spewed out of my
nose and squirted out from between my lips and his
cock. Squirt after squirt, I couldn't believe it.
Sucking off Kevin had not prepared me for this!
He finally relaxed back onto his chair and opened his
eyes. He looked down sternly at his crotch and the
trails of cum sprayed here and there around it. "What
did I tell you Dani?"
"I tried so hard sir," I sobbed. "I had no idea it was
going to be so much. I did Kevin with no trouble. I
thought I could do it. Please sir, I tried so hard."
"I'll make you a deal," he said, sounding like he
really thought he should beat me but maybe he could cut
me a little slack my first time. "You get down there
and lick that all up and get me nice and clean and I'll
let it go this time. But just this time because it is
your first time! Okay?"
"Yes sir, thank you sir." What else could I say?
I leaned forward and cleaned his entire crotch
thoroughly while he looked down in amusement. I had
been so scared I forgot all about Kevin, who now had
two fingers half way in my pussy and sawing in and out.
It actually felt kind of nice.
Mom finally came in to tell us that supper was ready.
She looked down at me with my face still in Pug's
crotch and I saw the tears in her eyes. It just made me
mad. She knew how wrong it was but she didn't do
anything. No, that isn't true, she did do something.
She helped him.
Kevin went home and we ate supper. I had to get back to
my homework, which I had only just started when Kevin
came over after school. It was late when I finally
finished and I just curled up and cried myself to
sleep.
I had to suck Pug off again the next day and I wasn't
able to swallow it all again. This time he put me over
his lap and for the first time I got one of those
violent spankings. I was screaming by the time he
finished. Then I had to stand in the corner. Sitting
down to supper that day was pretty unpleasant. But the
next day I didn't spill a drop.
"See," Pug said, patiently. "Women just need a little
discipline to behave right."
Each day was just a little different. Kevin couldn't
keep up the pace and slowed down to two orgasms a
visit, sometimes only one. But he always spent a little
time playing with our bodies. He had become quite fond
of eating pussy and he was getting good at it.
After a few days Pug gave him some pointers and I had
my very first orgasm. It didn't make everything worth
while, but it was nice.
On Thursday, Pug told Kevin he couldn't come over
Friday after school because we had to go somewhere. I
thought, "Great, a day off!" Boy am I stupid!
On Friday Pug got home and mom and I were showered and
waiting for him to tell us what to wear. He picked out
something for mom first, then he took me to my room and
picked out one of those slutty dresses I had been
forced to try on in front of those perverts in the
store.
I don't think it was really a dress. I think it was a
very short, very thin, very lacy slip. I hoped we were
going somewhere dark.
I put the slip on and stepped out into the living room
and saw what mom was wearing. It was like one of those
little crocheted table cloths that my grandmother used
to have on her tables. There was just enough thread so
that you could see a pattern, but she might as well be
naked. She was pleading with Pug as I came into the
room. I missed most of it but I heard her say, "please
Pug. She's much too young, you know she is."
I didn't know what it was that I was too young for, but
I could hear the despair and the fear in her voice and
it did nothing to make me feel better about leaving the
house.
It was early still. The sun hadn't set and there were
people outside. More than a few seemed to take note of
our outfits. But of course, nobody would say anything.
After all, it wasn't any of there business.
We didn't go far. About ten minutes later we pulled up
in front of a house and we all got out as if we had
clothes on. We went to the door and as we were climbing
the front steps the door opened and the weirdo that had
been my last babysitter invited us in with a big leer.
I looked around nervously as we went in. The house
could have used a good cleaning. When we got into the
living room I saw two more men that I had never seen
before. One of them had a small digital movie camera
and was already filming as we entered.
Pug said, "Gentlemen, you remember the limits?"
They all assured him that they did. Then the cameras
focused on my mother as she undressed without even
being asked. Then she moved behind me and whispered in
my ear, "Sorry baby, I don't have a choice." Then she
pulled my slip up and over my head and tossed it aside.
"Of course you have a choice, you silly bitch!" I
thought. "Have you never heard of 911?" But then again,
I hadn't called it either, had I?
The men were all over us. Kissing us and feeling us up
and putting their fingers in us, though in my case they
were being careful not to go too deep. I saw Pug take
over the camera and the camera man started undressing.
Then the other two men started taking their clothes
off.
In moments mom and I were on our knees with cocks in
out mouths and apparently the limits were pretty free,
because a guy was trying his damnedest to put his cock
down my throat, just like the guy beside him was doing
to my mother. And much to my surprise, and my extreme
discomfort, after several painful minutes he finally
forced himself in past my bodies resistance and I
suddenly had a cock down my throat and a camera in my
face. It was horrible, but I was grateful that it
wasn't Pug. At least this guy had a smaller cock.
While we were sucking off the first two men another man
showed up. He turned out to be the last of the gang.
For the next almost seven hours, we sucked, and my
mother fucked all five of them, over and over and over.
They all fucked my mother and three of them fucked her
in the ass. Something she was obviously not fond of.
And every time she got fucked I had another cock to
suck clean.
And when they couldn't get it up any more they toyed
with us. They made us masturbate. They really couldn't
believe that I didn't even know how. They made us hold
their soft cocks in their mouths while they sat around
resting. I learned all about analingus. Not something I
enjoyed learning. They took turns taking me to the
bathroom when they had to pee so that I could hold
their cocks for them while they peed. And then I had to
suck them clean again.
And always I had hands all over me. My nipples were
sore, my pussy was sore, my asshole was sore, and I
didn't even have sex! But mostly my mouth was sore. My
jaw hurt. My tongue was sore. My neck hurt from being
kept in unnatural positions.
But it was worse for my mother. They were so mean to
her. From shortly after it started until nobody could
do it any longer there were men attacking her with
cocks as if they were weapons. They put their cocks in
her one right after the other, and sometimes all at
once. At least three times three of them were in her at
once and she had to play with the fourth with her hand
while the other three raped her. And Pug just kept
filming.
Finally everyone had enough at just a little before one
AM. I got a warm washcloth from the bathroom and washed
her off and soothed her sore body. Then I helped her on
with her covering, I hesitate to call it a dress, and
helped her out to the car.
I got in the back and we waited for Pug to come out and
drive us home. While we were waiting I asked, "Why? Why
do you let them do this to you…..to us?"
At first I didn't think she heard me. She didn't answer
for a long time. Then she said, "There is something
wrong with me. Something deep inside that craves this.
I know it is sick, but I can't help it. I waited half
my life for Pug. I did not intend for you to be a part
of the deal, but I can't stop it. I am not even sure I
want to. He loves humiliating you as much as he loves
humiliating me. And whatever makes him happy makes me
happy. I am sorry baby, I can't help it. If you are
waiting for me to call 911, well, it ain't gonna
happen." For a minute there I was wondering if she had
read my mind.
Pug came out then and we were quiet. I didn't have
anything more to say to her anyway.
We went home and they went into their room. I had to
take a shower and brush my teeth. I reeked of cum. Now
I knew what that smell was on my mother when she came
home from those parties.
The next day was Saturday and I slept late. I was
exhausted. Kevin came to the door just before noon and
I let him in. Pug and mom were just finishing up
breakfast in the kitchen. Kevin said hello to Pug and
said, "I was feeling kind of horny since I missed out
on getting sucked off yesterday. Is it okay if I play
around with Dani today?"
Pug smiled at him and said, "I think I can go you one
better than that. I decided that today would be a good
day to pop her cherry. We could have used her last
night. So I am going to fuck her in a few minutes.
After that you can fuck her as much as you want, unless
you would rather get a blowjob. Whatever."
The blood drained out of my face and I fell to my knees
in the living room. I wouldn't even be twelve for
almost two more months. I didn't want to get fucked. I
certainly didn't want to get fucked by that big cock
hanging off of that Neanderthal I had thought was going
to be my father and turned out to be my resident
rapist. But of course, what I wanted was of no
consequence.
"Can I watch?" Kevin asked breathlessly. The idea of
Pug popping my cherry obviously had a lot of appeal for
him.
"Hell boy, you can watch and you can have seconds. How
does that sound?" Pug asked.
"Um, can I get a blowjob first? I am so fucking horny
right now that if I was to fuck Dani it would be like
two strokes. I was getting used to getting off two or
three times a day."
"Sure boy," Pug said, magnanimously. "After last night
she should be an expert. She sucked about a mile of
cock last night. Let's see how she does."
Kevin got undressed and sat down and I didn't wait to
be told. I dropped to my knees between his legs and
started sucking his already hard cock. I guess he
wasn't lying; he came in less than a minute. I started
to pull back after I swallowed his cum but he slapped
my head and said, "Again, bitch."
I head Pug chuckle and I started sucking again. This
time he lasted all of three of four minutes. A real
fucking superman! I swallowed again and then I sat up
and waited for whatever was next.
Pug ordered me to go get a towel and I got up and got
it and brought it back to the living room. When I got
back he was undressed and after I spread the towel out
on the carpet he made me suck on his cock for a few
minutes. Then he pulled out and ordered me to lie on
the towel.
When I was in position he got between my legs and
started eating me out. I enjoyed being eaten, but I
knew what was coming next and I couldn't really relax
and enjoy it.
Before long he was satisfied that I was wet and loose
and he moved his large frame up over my little body. I
felt his cock rubbing back and forth over my tight
little hole and I was terrified. He was raised up on
his arms staring down at me, watching me as he caressed
me with his cock.
"Gina!" he called out to my mother. "Get your ass over
here."
I saw my mother hurry over and kneel down beside us.
Pug said, "I want you to hold your daughter's hand with
one hand, and with the other I want you to reach under
me and put my cock in her nice, tight, hot cunt."
I looked at my mother for a second and the look on her
face disgusted me. She was actually excited! I turned
away and closed my eyes and waited for it.
I didn't fight when she took hold of my hand. I felt
her other hand between me and Pug, moving his cock
around, lining it up. Then I felt the pressure as he
forced it between the lips of my virgin pussy. I would
really have preferred that it be Kevin leaning over me
right now, with his little skinny dick.
I gasped when the head of Pug's cock popped past the
initial resistance and entered my tight little pussy.
He paused for a second and then he ordered me to look
at him. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. The
expression on his face was sickening. I was just some
small animal he was about to devour. My life was of no
importance beyond the pleasure it could bring to him.
As our eyes locked he started slowly moving his cock
into me. At first it was just a feeling of being
stretched too far. I thought for sure he was going to
tear me open. And I don't mean my hymen. But he just
kept forcing his cock into me and finally stopped when
the head of his cock hit my hymen. I felt it stretch as
he pressed against it. He was playing with me. I could
see in his eyes how much fun it was to torture me this
way. And there was no sudden thrust, breaking through
and tearing my virginity to shreds. No, that would have
been too easy. He pushed slowly, testing the limits of
my tender flesh until it finally tore away before the
head of his cock, and then he was all the way in.
I screamed, just a little, in pain, when he tore me.
And he grinned. He didn't pause for a second. He knew
how much pain I was in, how much pain he was causing
me, and he started fucking me, raping me, attacking me
with his cock. He had waited a long time for this. He
had known since I was nine that he was going to rape
me. Now it was finally happening and it was just as
exciting as he knew it would be. Even after all the sex
from last night, he came in less than five minutes,
thankfully.
I was in terrible pain. I knew it was supposed to hurt.
I just didn't know it was supposed to hurt this bad. He
finally came in my belly and then he kissed me. Not a
kiss of affection, or love, or even like. A kiss that
said, "Fuck you bitch, you belong to me." The look in
his eyes was like hate. And all I had ever done was
love him like a father.
He finally got off of me and I saw that my mother was
right there. Still holding my hand and I didn't even
realize it. When Pug stood up she took his cum and
blood covered cock into her mouth and swallowed it.
While mom was sucking Pug's clock clean Pug turned to
Kevin and said, "Okay boy, you can fuck her now. Any
time you want from now on."
I screamed as Kevin jumped on me and forced his little
cock into my bruised pussy. It hurt so much. But I was
beginning to think that Kevin would never last more
than five minutes. No matter how many orgasms he had,
he never lasted more than five minutes.
But the excitement of watching me get raped by Pug had
him on edge I guess and he only lasted a couple of
minutes. He came and collapsed on top of me. I was
dying to go to the bathroom but I had to wait several
minutes for Kevin to get up and go to mom for a good
cock cleaning. Then I struggled to my feet and limped
to the bathroom holding my stomach. I felt like I had
been punched in the stomach, and I guess I had.
I made it to the bathroom and collapsed onto the
toilet. I let the cum drain down into the toilet for a
long time.
I sat there long after it stopped, in too much pain to
stand up. I should have stood up sooner. I saw movement
and Kevin was standing in the doorway smiling at me. He
was still naked. He walked over in front of me. I was
bent over trying to ease the pain in my stomach.
I guess I had been in there longer than I thought
because he walked up to me and picked my head up by my
hair and put his slimy cock to my lips. It was
immediately obvious that while I was in here he had
fucked my mother. Now I found myself sucking his cock
clean. Then he pulled out of my mouth and just stood
there, looking down at me. I didn't know what was going
on until I felt his piss running over my legs and down
to my crotch. I quickly spread my legs as wide as I
could and screamed at him. He just laughed and
continued until he was finished. Then he pulled my head
back down and I licked the end of his cock clean.
When he was satisfied he released his grip on my hair
and my head dropped back down. I was sobbing loudly,
overwhelmed by despair, and with disgust. After a while
I looked up when I heard someone else at the door. It
was Pug.
He came in and asked me what was wrong in that phony,
"I really care" voice. I was crying so hard I had
trouble talking. In fact, I doubt if I made any sense
at all. But since he really didn't care, it didn't
matter. He wasn't there to comfort me. Instead, I felt
another hot stream of piss flowing over my thighs and
accumulating at my crotch before draining down into the
toilet.
I looked up at him and saw the look of pleasure on his
face and I felt so helpless. The last few squirts of
piss out of his cock landed right on my breasts. Then
he wiped his cock on my face and said, "Get yourself
together you stupid cunt. It's just a little piss for
Christ's sake. Clean up this mess and take a quick
shower and get back out there. You have fifteen
minutes. Trust me; you don't want to be getting out
there in sixteen minutes."
I wanted to curl up in a little ball and cry. Instead,
I wiped my legs and my stomach and chest off with
toilet paper. Then I got on my hands and knees and
cleaned up the toilet and the floor with paper towels.
Lastly I took a very quick shower and dried off
hurriedly. I didn't look at the clock when Pug had left
so I didn't know if I was late or not.
I limped back into the living room just in time to see
my mother on her hands and knees eating Kevin's ass
out. Pug made me drop to my knees and crawl across the
room to his seat and provide him with that same
service.
I ate out his nasty ass; he hadn't bathed since before
he went to work on Friday morning, to the best of my
knowledge. I licked and sucked and burrowed my tongue
into him for long enough that I developed a terrible
crick in my neck. Then he reached down and pulled my
head up by my hair and I sucked him off again. This
time he wasn't satisfied with three inches either. Not
after last night. He eventually forced his entire cock
into my mouth and throat and then let me go to continue
on my own. It was so hard, it hurt so much. I knelt
there forcing my lips down to the base of his cock and
all I could think was, "I'm just a little girl, why
does he hate me so much?"
Finally he came in my mouth and throat and I held his
softening cock in my mouth until he pushed me away. I
just curled up in a ball and cried quietly.
After a while my mother came over and helped me to my
feet and put me to bed. It was early afternoon but I
was tired and in a lot of pain.
I stayed in bed until Sunday morning. Mom had brought
me in some milk and sandwiches, but the idea of
swallowing anything, as sore as my throat was, well, I
couldn't face it. Besides, I wasn't hungry.
On Sunday morning I got up and took a shower. I dried
off and went back to my room and tried to do my
homework just to take my mind off of my life. I tried
to beg off when lunch was ready but Pug ordered me to
come out to lunch. My mother sprayed a sore throat
spray into my mouth and that helped a little. It didn't
do anything for the pain in my heart though.
I ate a tuna salad sandwich and some potato salad. Then
I waited for everyone to finish so I could clean up.
Pug was apparently sated because he ignored me. I
cleaned up the kitchen after he got up and then I went
back to my room to finish my homework.
I didn't feel like looking at either of them, or being
with them, or watching TV, so when I finished my
homework I just lay down on my bed and stared at the
ceiling and tried not to think.
I was still there when they went to bed at their usual
time. Pug came into my room and looked down at me,
lying naked across my bed. But he didn't say anything,
and he didn't touch me. He stood there for a moment and
then he left the room. It took a few minutes for my
heart rate to return to normal. Then I just zoned out
until I eventually went to sleep.
My mother woke me up the next morning and I took a
quick shower and went in for breakfast. Then I got
ready for school and grabbed my books and left.
As I was walking up our street I heard someone behind
me. It was Kevin. He said, "I couldn't come over and
fuck you yesterday. My parents think I am spending too
much time with you. So I'm horny as hell. Come with
me."
He led me off the sidewalk and into a wooded lot. He
found a place that was out of the way and ordered me to
suck him off. I dropped to my knees and pulled his cock
out and sucked him off quickly. As soon as I finished
he turned and walked away. I spent the entire rest of
the day tasting his cum. I rinsed my mouth out at
recess, and again at lunch time. I just couldn't seem
to get rid of the taste.
I walked home after school and as soon as I had
undressed I brushed my teeth. Then I sat at my desk to
try to do some homework. I didn't get far before my
mother came and got me and brought me out to help her
amuse Kevin. I sucked Kevin for a few minutes then he
made me stretch out on the floor. He got on top of me
and made mom put his cock in my dry, sore pussy. She
told him that I was dry and needed some lubrication and
I saw him grin and get back up.
"Alright Gina," he said, "get down there and lube her
up for me."
I suppose he thought one or both of us would freak out
at that, but I was beyond caring as she dipped down and
licked my pussy a few times to get it moist.
Kevin got back on top of me and I felt mom guiding his
cock into my pussy. It wasn't so bad today. I was
thankful it was him and not Pug. He fucked me quickly
and stood up and made me clean him off. Then he had to
leave.
I went back to the bathroom and cleaned up and then
went back to my homework.
Supper went pretty much as usual and since my homework
was done I was told that I was spending too much time
alone in my room and told to join them for a little TV.
Pug pulled me onto his lap and ordered mom to start the
DVD in the DVD player. I sat there with Pug's hands
molesting my body and the TV came to life. It was the
movie they made Friday night when we went to that
creepy babysitter's house and we did all that fucking
and sucking.
I didn't want to watch, but Pug kept an eye on me to
make sure I watched it all. It was really disgusting. I
was appalled at the number of cocks that came in my
mouth that night. I knew it had been a lot, but now I
was able to sit back and keep track I was shocked. Mom
had it a lot worse of course, since they all fucked her
over and over. But she was more used to it.
I expected that Pug would want to put me to work on
that large cock I felt throbbing under my ass. But
something new was being added to my schedule tonight. I
was sent to bed at nine o'clock. Fifteen minutes later
a shadow blocked out the light in my darkened room and
a man came in and got in bed with me. I thought it was
Pug. But it wasn't. It was one of the men from the
party Friday night. He pulled his pants down and made
me suck him, then he fucked me and then I cleaned him
in the usual manner. Then he left.
I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. Then I
looked for a clean set of sheets. Mine were wet and
messy. Mom came back to where I was digging around in
the linen closet and just shook her head and led me
back to my room. Apparently I was to sleep in the wet
spot.
Every night that week, except for Friday, one of the
men from that party showed up after I went to bed and
fucked me. On Friday we went back to that house for
another party, only this time I was a full participant.
The following week was a repeat except that this time
the party was at our house. They all showed up around
six PM and mom and I were put to work sucking, but not
bringing to climax, the four men and Pug. They all took
turns holding the camera. After a half hour of teasing
them with our mouths Pug and one of the others went
down into the basement and came up with a padded bench.
I didn't even have time to get worried before I was
stretched out on the bench and my arms and legs were
strapped to the legs. I did get worried when Pug moved
behind me and started working a finger into my ass. It
hurt like hell and he was only using moisture from my
pussy for lube. Eventually one of them handed him a
tube of lubricant and he started lubing me up and
forcing more and more fingers up my ass. When he was
satisfied that I was ready one of them stood by my head
in case I started screaming too loud and Pug began
forcing his cock into me. I did scream. But it wasn't
loud enough to attract attention so they let me scream,
they enjoyed the sound of it.
I thought surely I had been torn by the time Pug
finished brutally fucking my ass. But I knew it wasn't
over. The other four men all took a turn at fucking my
ass. And each in turn went to my mouth to be cleaned
off. Mom had an easy night. Her only job was to clean
my ass up between fucks and stay out of the way. They
thought about making her do the camera work but they
liked the shots of her eating their cum from my ass so
they let her keep doing that instead.
Thankfully they only went around once. They finally let
me up and I staggered back to the bathroom with my
mother's help. I fell onto the toilet and listened as
the cum from five men drained out of my ass. Mom handed
me a suppository and told me to put it in when I was
done draining. She said it would shrink my tissue back
up and take away some of the pain. I saw them, while I
was sitting on the toilet, carry the bench into my
bedroom and put it against the wall.
I finally stopped draining and wiped myself with a
moist towelette. I put the suppository in and before
long it did seem to help a little. I finally made it to
my bed. As I was crossing the hall I looked down
towards the living room and saw that mom wasn't having
such an easy night after all. She was on the living
room floor getting fucked by three men.
Mom had told me to go to bed when I was done in the
bathroom and I was glad to obey that order.
The next day was Saturday. I slept late, my body was
worn out. I awoke to find Kevin in my room looking down
at me.
"I hear you learned a new trick," he said. "Get up,
let's see it."
I stood up and he made me pull the bench away from the
wall. I told him I had to pee and asked him to give me
enough time to go to the bathroom first, but he just
turned me around and put me down on the bench. He
didn't use lube, or loosen me up first. But his dick is
still pretty skinny and I still had the cream from the
melted suppository in my butt so it wasn't so bad. The
bad part was when he made me clean him afterwards. That
stuff tasted awful. As soon as he let me I ran for the
bathroom and just made it.
Kevin followed me in and made me spread my legs and he
watched curiously as I peed. I tried to ignore him. I
wiped up and washed my hands and brushed my teeth and
then went to the kitchen.
Mom and Pug had slept late too and I wondered how Kevin
got in. I put the coffee on for them and made toast and
bacon and put them in the oven. Then I ate my cereal
and cleaned up after myself. Finally I was finished and
Kevin took me back to my room and undressed. He wanted
to fuck my pussy this time.
He pushed me onto the bed and looked at me while he
undressed. Maybe it was just a coincidence, but my
breasts had been growing like crazy in the last few
weeks. I had gone from 'not quite and A' to a full B
cup in not much more than a month. And people were
noticing.
Kevin got on top of me and started fucking, more slowly
this time, more like Pug had tried to teach him. It
actually felt kind of nice, though I was in no danger
of having an orgasm. While he was pumping away Pug
stopped in and said good morning. I told him that the
coffee and toast and bacon were ready and he left me to
satisfy Kevin the insatiable.
Kevin didn't seem to mind the interruptions in the
least; he didn't even pause as I spoke to Pug. He
started picking up the pace after a while and he
finally came. When he rolled off of me I cleaned him
and then he got dressed and we went out to the kitchen.
This was pretty much my life for the next few months. I
fucked Kevin and Pug every day. I fucked somebody every
night after I went to bed. Usually it was one of the
four men from the party, but sometimes it was a
stranger.
I finally found out who the four men that we were
always fucking were. They worked for Pug in his
business down at the docks. Apparently mom and I were
just one of the perks of the job.
I turned twelve and my present was a few more items of
outlandish slut clothing from that place where Pug
always took us shopping. My party was Pug and Kevin and
Pug's four employees fucking me all night long. Mom did
the filming this time.
Something else was added at this party. Kevin, who used
to be my friend, held my mouth over his cock and pissed
right down my throat. The other men just laughed and
cheered him on.
It was horrible and I just barely made it to the
bathroom before I puked my guts out. By the time my
birthday party had ended at almost two in the morning,
every one of them had pissed down my throat. It took
three of them to hold me down for the last three. I
knew I would suffer later for resisting. But I couldn't
imagine anything worse that what they were doing to me.
When they were all through fucking me and pissing in my
mouth they got dressed and left. I collapsed on the
floor of the living room in a nearly catatonic state. I
couldn't take this anymore. Every day it gets a little
worse. I don't know how long I would have stayed like
that if my most recent belly full of urine wasn't about
to come back up. I rushed down the hall and hugged the
toilet yet again.
After I had emptied my stomach I brushed my teeth and
then took a quick shower. Then I brushed my teeth again
with a new tooth brush and finally I staggered to bed.
I was left alone the next day. Even Kevin stayed away.
Then on Monday things got back to normal. Well, normal
for me.
This was the last week of school before summer
vacation. There had been a slight dip in my grades when
the sexcapades started earlier this year. But then I
started using school and schoolwork as an escape from
what my life had become and I graduated at the top of
my class.
As a reward for being such a good student I was taken
to a strange club outside of town. On Saturday
afternoon my mother and I were put in the car and
blindfolded. We were driven to a club, a drive of
nearly an hour. When the car stopped and we were
allowed to take off the blindfolds we were parked in
front of what looked like a run down old barn.
The parking lot was full of cars but I didn't see any
people anywhere and there were no other buildings
around. Pug led us to the door and we went in. The
inside of the barn had been remodeled and there was a
bar and a theater with a raised stage and several other
rooms I didn't see.
Mom and I were led into an office and we had to sign
some forms. We weren't even allowed to read them first.
Then we were taken to a large room where everyone was
apparently waiting for us. We were taken to the front
of the large room and introduced as a mother and her
twelve year old daughter who would be posing for them
for as long as they liked.
There seemed to be about twenty or thirty people there.
They were mostly men, but I saw a half a dozen women in
the audience too. I also saw a couple of teenage boys.
Everyone seemed to be holding a camera and they all
gathered around and started snapping a few 'before'
pictures.
Then the directions started flooding in. I was ordered
to undress my mother and then she returned the favor.
Then we posed for more than an hour before people from
the audience started posing with us. I was almost
grateful for the "parties" with Pug and his employees.
If I had not been subjected to a couple of six or seven
hour orgies this would have been much harder to take.
They just kept coming, all afternoon. They came one at
a time at first, then in pairs and the occasional
threesome. I was treated to a family gathering with the
two teenage boys and their father. A lot of the people
in the audience wanted pictures of that.
Even mom was exhausted when they finally let us get
cleaned up and dress. They had a locker room and shower
area and we were left alone to take long hot showers.
We dried off and collapsed on a bench against the wall
and rested for a moment.
I turned to my mother and asked, "Is this really how
you want to live your life? Is this really the way you
believe your twelve year old daughter should be forced
to live?"
Mom turned her head in my direction, but didn't say
anything. She stared at me for a moment, then stood up
and started getting dressed.
I slipped my tiny dress over my head and followed her
back out to the lobby area. As we approached I saw Pug
shaking the hand of some guy in a suit and I heard the
suit guy say, "Great, see you next week!"
We were finally taken back out to the car and
blindfolded for the trip home. I was so worn out I fell
asleep on the ride home. I was nudged awake and
realized that the car was stopped and turned off. I
pulled the blindfold off and saw that I was home. I
went inside and undressed and went to bed. It was only
a little after eight and I was a little hungry, but
mostly I was exhausted and I just wanted to sleep.
I was up early the next morning and started breakfast
for Pug and my mother. Then I ate my cereal and cleaned
up. I was at a loss then. I had relied on school and my
schoolwork as a refuge from what my life had become.
Now I was available to abuse twenty-four hours a day.
Speaking of abuse, I heard a noise and looked up to see
Kevin coming in the front door. He asked me if I had a
good time yesterday.
"Yes, Kevin, I had a ball. I was humiliated and raped
by twenty-five people and it was all captured on film,
what blast!"
Kevin smiled at my sarcastic response and took his
clothes off. He ordered me on to my hands and knees and
he knelt behind me and started slowly fucking me.
While he fucked me I was ordered to tell him in detail
about what I had to do yesterday. He found it a lot
more exciting than I had. He came once and just kept
his semi hard cock in me while I kept talking. He was
soon hard again and fucked me yet again. I was noticing
that he was starting to build up his stamina. He
probably could have gotten me excited if I didn't hate
him so much.
I hadn't finished relating the details from yesterday,
so he kept his cock in me still while I continued. My
mother and Pug were eating breakfast now and watching
Kevin and me in the living room. As I got to the part
of my story where I had the two teenage boys and their
father Kevin got hard again and started fucking me
again.
I finally finished my story, or as much as I could
remember of it and Kevin finally came for a third time.
I sucked him clean and started to get up and go back to
my bathroom and clean up. Kevin stopped me and made me
kneel in front of him with my legs spread wide. He
watched his cum drooling out of me for a while and then
he ordered me to scoop it up and eat it. I heard Pug
chuckle in the kitchen and say, "Damn, I like the way
that kid thinks!"
I was less impressed. I remember when Kevin was a nice
kid, a friend. Now he was a predator who thought only
with his skinny little dick.
I was finally allowed to go clean up. I was grateful to
see that my mother was on her knees sucking on Pug's
cock. That was at least one load I wouldn't have to
handle.
I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, but
most of Kevin's cum had already drained out of me and I
had been forced to eat it. I used some toilet paper and
then a couple of moist towelettes and finally washed my
hands and rinsed my mouth out.
When I got back to the living room mom was on her knees
between Pug and Kevin and I just stayed out of the way
hoping I would be left alone. But Pug saw me come in
and he ordered me to kneel beside him as he fucked my
mother and reach around behind him and play with his
balls while he fucked her.
He came soon after that and while mom concentrated on
trying to suck Kevin to a fourth orgasm I was forced to
suck Pug clean. Then he put me on my back on the floor
and with his strong hands he physically placed me with
my head between my mother's thighs. I looked up at
mom's red, swollen pussy, dripping Pug's cum and her
juices inches from my face. I saw her pussy getting
closer and closer to my face and I realized that Pug
must be pushing down on her, forcing her pussy into
contact with my mouth.
I knew what he wanted. There was no point in resisting.
I started licking her thighs and then her entire pubic
area, finally narrowing down the area of concentration
to her sloppy, freshly fucked pussy. I suppose I should
have been really grossed out. But after all the nasty
things I have had in my mouth lately, well, this was
just more of the same.
I licked her clean and sucked Pug's cum out of her
pussy and I could tell she was getting turned on. I
don't know why I did it. Pleasing my mother was not
high on my priority list right now. But I saw that she
was getting turned on and I reached my tongue up and
began tickling her clit and then sucking on it while
she came, moaning around Kevin's cock which set him
off.
Pug made her clean up Kevin and then lick my face
clean. Then she was ordered to return the favor and eat
my pussy. I had been fucked a lot lately, but I wasn't
enjoying it and I could not remember the last time I
had an orgasm. The guys sat down and watched as my
mother moved between my thighs and started licking and
sucking on my pussy.
I didn't want to cum. I didn't want them to have that
power over me. But there is only so much a girl can
take. They made her keep going until I had three
orgasms, each more earth shaking than the previous one.
As I was relaxing, with my eyes closed, after that
third orgasm, Pug pulled mom out of the way and climbed
on top of me. He fucked me long and hard, and it is the
first time that I remembered enjoying being fucked. By
the time he climbed up my chest and forced his slimy
cock into my mouth I was as limp as a rag.
At last, everyone's sexual appetites were sated. I
looked outside. It was a bright sunny summer day. It
suddenly occurred to me that I had not been outside to
play, or just to go for a walk or a bike ride in a
year! Instead I had been inside being ridden whenever I
had free time.
I asked Pug if I could go for a bike ride. Just by
myself, just to relax for a little while. He was
satisfied and said as long as I was home by supper he
didn't care. I jumped up and went to my room to get
dressed. That was when I ran into my first problem. The
only clothes I owned now were short skirts and dresses,
very short. I put on a dress and went out to the
garage.
My bike had been gathering dust since we moved in with
Pug. The tires were flat and it took me half an hour to
get them inflated. I finally got up on the seat, tucked
as much of my skirt as I could between me and the seat
to try to keep my pussy covered.
I took off down the street but I couldn't keep my skirt
from billowing up and exposing me so after only a block
I gave up and got off and pushed my bike to the park
down the street.
I leaned my bike up against a tree and sat under a tree
and just enjoyed the idea that, for the next few
minutes I didn't have to worry about someone raping me.
I saw other kids playing, kids my age. All of them
still virgins, living in normal homes, excited about
being out of school for the summer. They probably had
boyfriends and girlfriends and might even be
daydreaming about someday having sex.
A boy about my age came over to talk to me. We hadn't
met. He said hello and asked me my name. I told him and
he asked if he could sit down. We talked for a long
time about school and the weather and everything but
sex. It was kind of fun. The only embarrassing part was
when we were leaving and he was going to walk me home.
He reached down to help me up and there was no way to
get up without baring my pussy in that tiny skirt.
He blushed and looked away when he saw my skirt pull up
and my naked slit came into view. For some reason his
reaction turned me on. But he didn't say anything, and
I couldn't.
He walked me back up the street to my house and before
I went in I told him that he couldn't come to my house
my parents were kind of weird.
He asked me if I would be going back to the park. I
told him that I would try to go back but I don't get to
go out much. We stood in front of my house for a few
minutes talking and then I said goodbye and pushed my
bike back into the garage and put it away.
When I got inside Pug asked me how it went. I told him
I couldn't ride my bike, my skirts were too short. He
smiled and told me there was no such thing as a skirt
that was too short. He asked me about my friend and I
told him all about the boy I met in the park. I didn't
want to. Pug would screw up anything if he had the
chance.
I went to my room and undressed. I read for a while,
until supper. Pug left me alone the rest of the day and
I went to bed at my usual time.
Pug woke me early from a sound sleep and told me to get
dressed; I was going to work with him today. I took a
quick shower and dressed and hurried out to the
kitchen. I had a quick bowl of cereal and followed him
out to the car.
At first I was upset, I was hoping for a nice quiet day
at home, but then I thought of Kevin and realized that
it probably wouldn't have been so quiet.
I had never been to my dad's business before. It was a
huge warehouse right on the docks. There were big
trucks coming and going all day long and stuff being
moved around on forklifts and I wondered how it was
possible to know where anything was.
I was put to work answering the phones. Mostly I just
answered it and then told Pug who was calling but by
the end of the day I was finding out how to answer some
of the easier questions the callers had. It was
actually kind of fun. Except that every once in a while
I had to go into the back room with someone and suck
them or fuck them. Usually it was one of the usual
four, but sometimes it was someone I hadn't seen
before. At least they didn't all come at me at once. I
even had an orgasm once!
On the way home Pug actually complimented me on my good
work!
When we walked into the house it was obvious that mom
had not gotten off as easily as I had. She looked
rough. And her ass was red as a beet. Pug asked her why
Kevin had beaten her and she said that he had tried to
shit in her mouth and she puked.
Pug turned as red as mom. He was madder than I had ever
seen him. I thought at first he was mad at mom. But he
went to the phone and started to dial out. Then he
slammed the phone down and called me over. He ordered
me to call Kevin and tell him that Pug said he couldn't
come over anymore. Pug was afraid that if he talked to
him, or saw him, he would lose it.
I called Kevin and told him what Pug said. Kevin didn't
say anything, he just hung up.
I told Pug and he just went over to his chair and sat
down. I went and got him his beer and the mail.
I went to work with Pug every day but Thursday that
week. On Thursday I went to the park and met my new
friend again. He was just a nice, normal guy and it was
fun to talk to him.
While we were talking he asked me if I knew Kevin. When
I said that I did he told me that Kevin was saying a
lot of nasty things about me and my mother. I told him
that he and my dad were having a big thing going on and
there were a lot of hard feelings. I told him that
Kevin had done something bad to my mom and my dad was
really ticked at him.
We, my new friend Todd and me, spent all afternoon just
sitting around talking. Todd was fifteen, two years
older than me. But I guess a year of being raped ages a
person. I was beginning to think that the jokes guys
made about drinking cum making your boobs get big might
be true. I was now a full B cup and I had just turned
twelve!
The funny thing was that I hated being around Pug and
his crew, and Kevin, because it was all about having
sex with me. Todd was treating me so nice that I wished
I could have sex with him! We were sitting up on the
bandstand where they used to have band concerts a long
time ago. It was a quiet afternoon and nobody was
around.
The conversation had tapered off for the moment and we
were just sitting there feeling comfortable with each
other and I turned to Todd and said, "Would you be mad
if I kissed you?"
He smiled and said, "I would love it if you kissed me.
I can't believe you are only twelve. You are the most
grown up girl I know!"
I wanted to lean over and kiss him, but I realized that
I wasn't who he thought I was and maybe that wouldn't
be fair. "What kind of stuff has Kevin been saying
about me?" I asked.
He blushed and said, "Things I can't repeat, nasty
things, sexual things. He's telling all kinds of lies."
"Maybe they weren't all lies," I whispered.
Todd looked at me and he had the saddest look on his
face. I knew right away I had fucked up.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"For most of the last year I have had to let Kevin have
sex with me after school. Any time he wants. My father
makes me. I have sex with my father too." I saw the
look in his eyes and I would have given anything to
take back what I had just said. "I'm sorry; I guess you
hate me now. You have to promise me you won't tell
anyone. I will get in a lot of trouble for telling
you."
"That's child abuse," he said. "But you are pretty
smart, I guess you know that."
I nodded.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"No! I hate it!" I responded.
"Why don't you get help?"
"It's complicated. I suppose I will give up and run
away soon. I just can't call the cops on my mother."
"I would if it was me," he said.
"I guess you probably don't want to kiss me now, do
you?"
"I would've thought that a girl in a fucked up
situation like your's wouldn't want anything to do with
a guy."
I was quiet for a minute and then I said, "I know, but
you are just so nice. There aren't any nice guys in my
life."
"Maybe a nice guy would feel funny about kissing a girl
when it would be like he was just taking advantage of
her."
I smiled and said, "Maybe, let's see." I got up and sat
on his lap and put my arm around his neck and kissed
him. He was pretty stiff at first. But pretty soon he
was kissing me back and it was nice.
He broke the kiss after a few minutes and I said,
"Thank you. I just wanted to be with someone that
wasn't going to rape me. I like it." I slid off his lap
and sat beside him.
Todd smiled and said, "If you had done that any longer
I might have raped you!"
I looked down and saw the bulge in his pants and said,
"Oh god, I'm sorry. I guess I was just thinking of
myself."
I looked around and saw that we were still all alone
and I said, "It wouldn't be rape if it was my idea
would it?"
He looked at me funny and I went to my knees and spread
his legs and started to pull his zipper down.
He grabbed my hands and stopped me. "No Dani! You don't
have to do that. We can just be friends, maybe kissing
friends."
I looked up at him and said, "I have sex all the time
with men I don't like. I just want to do it one time
with someone I like. Please?"
He was really confused. He wanted to, but he knew that
it wasn't right. But he was a boy with a hard on and I
was a pretty girl who was asking to take care of it for
him. There was never really any question how this was
going to go.
He took his hands away and I pulled his zipper down. He
was about the same age as Kevin, but his cock was much
bigger. I had to unbutton his jeans to get his cock
out. I kissed it and licked it and gave him the best
blowjob I knew how. Afterwards I held his cock in my
mouth for a while and before long I was sucking him to
a second orgasm.
"What I suspected was right," I said, smiling up at
him. "It is much nicer to do it with someone you like."
He just smiled, he couldn't talk yet.
"I guess you think I'm pretty sick, don't you?" I
asked.
"No Dani, I feel sorry for you. I like you, you are
pretty and smart and damn that was some blowjob! I
don't want to get you in trouble, but I can't help
thinking I should report what they are doing to you."
"No, please don't tell anyone. I'll do something about
it sooner or later."
We sat quietly for a few minutes and then he asked,
"Can we still be friends?"
"Oh yes, please. I really need a friend. Kevin used to
be my friend until my stepfather turned him into a
monster. Now I don't have anyone."
It was time for both of us to go home, but before he
left he made me memorize his phone number. I knew I
wouldn't use it. But it was so sweet of him.
I went home and undressed and helped my mom with
supper. When Pug got home I took him his beer and the
mail. Except for a pat on the butt he ignored me.
We ate dinner and as he was leaving the table he told
me that I would be going to work with him tomorrow.
I said "Yes sir," and finished cleaning up and went to
my room. I lay on my bed with a book, but I wasn't
reading. I was thinking about Todd. I know I should
have kept my mouth shut. I hoped he would still be
around the next time I went to the park.
Friday I had a day almost like a normal kid. I answered
the phones for Pug and everyone was so busy that I
didn't have sex all day long, until it was time to go
home and Pug rewarded his four favorites for a hard
days work.
We all went into the back room and I did them two at a
time, and it was all over quickly and we went home to
supper.
After supper we all watched TV and I went to bed early.
One of the easier days I have had since this all
started.
I overslept the next morning and they were already
eating breakfast when I came out. I got my cereal and
joined them at the table. After he finished eating Pug
told me that I needed to take a shower and get prettied
up soon. We were going back to the club out in the
country.
I guess I was going to have to pay for having an easy
day yesterday.
I got cleaned up and picked out a dress to wear and
then waited until it was time to go and got dressed. We
went out to the car and as soon as the doors were
closed Pug handed my mother and me the blindfolds. We
put them on and sat in the darkness for an hour.
When the car came to a stop we took the blindfolds off
and got out of the car. I noticed that there were a lot
more cars here than last time. Not good.
We went inside and this time we went into the theater.
Mom and I were led up on stage while Pug wandered off
and got a drink and talked with friends. Mom and I just
stood together in the middle of the stage and waited. I
whispered to her, "Do you know what is going to
happen?"
She just shook her head. She looked as scared as I was.
Every once in a while someone from the audience would
come close to the stage and look us over, but never
talk to us. It wasn't a high stage, like in a regular
theater. It was just raised a couple of feet. The seats
were amphitheater style. They rose up steeply so that
everyone had a good view.
Eventually everyone that was coming was here and the
doors were closed loudly. All talking stopped and
everyone took their seats. I recognized several people
from last week, but there were a lot more people this
time.
When the audience had settled down two women in evening
gowns came on stage and one of them undressed mom and
the other took my clothes off. Then they put leather
collars around our necks and with the attached leashes
pulled us to the back of the stage.
As soon as we were out of the way two large wooden
frames in the shape of an X were lowered from the
ceiling. We were each led to an X by the woman who had
undressed us and our wrists and ankles were strapped
down. Then the women left the stage and we were left
there to ponder our fate. I don't know about my mother,
but I was terrified.
Finally someone came out on stage. He was a large,
older man in a tuxedo. He stopped in front of me for a
moment and ran his hands over my body. Then he pinched
one of my nipples and walked over to my mother. While
he was inspecting my mother another man came on stage.
He looked a lot like the first man. He stopped in front
of me for a minute and touched me, very gently.
Then he walked behind me and started whisper in my ear.
"Do you know what is going to happen to you today?" he
asked quietly.
I shook my head frantically. He was so cool and calm
and yet his voice was dripping with enthusiasm as he
whispered.
"I want you to know before we start," he continued,
still whispering. "First you and your mother are going
to be tortured. We have all kinds of nasty things to
torment your tender flesh with. One of my favorites is
a cattle prod. You're going to love that. We have all
sorts of clamps to torture your nipples and the soft
flesh of your young breasts and even your sweet young
pussy. There's that old standby, hot wax. We have an
assortment of whips and paddles. Oh yes, and another of
my personal favorites, needles. Girl, you haven't lived
until you have had a needle slowly skewer the flesh of
your sensitive breasts. Well, I misspoke, not a needle,
more like fifty needles. But when we are done with all
of that we have a special surprise for you. I don't
want to spoil it though, so I won't say any more.
I looked over at my mother and I could tell by her face
that she had been getting the same whispered
conversation that I had. She looked terrified. That
didn't make me feel any better.
The two women in evening gowns came back on stage, each
pushing a wheeled cart that was full of instruments of
torture. The carts were placed right beside us so that
we could see what was in store for us.
I heard a scream and whipped my head around to see the
man with my mother holding a metallic rod to her
breast. Then I heard a noise like a bug zapper and she
shrieked again.
The man in front of me picked up the identical device
and held it in front of me. "This is the cattle prod I
told you about," he said in a conversational tone. "It
will hurt like all hell, as you can tell from listening
to your mother. But we have them specially made so that
they don't cause actual burns. It just feels like they
do. Here, let me demonstrate."
I shook my head and pleaded with him not to do it. I
begged him. I felt the cold tip of it against the side
of my breast and then I heard the noise and felt the
shock. Believe me, it didn't feel like a reduced shock
to me! I screamed much louder than my mother had.
I heard gasps from the crowd, but I glanced out at them
and it was obvious that there was no hope of salvation
from them. All I saw was lust.
I heard my mother scream again and then it was my turn
again. For some reason he avoided touching my nipples
with it. I guess he had something else in mind for
them. It seemed to go on and on. I kept praying to pass
out. But no such luck. They were so slow and deliberate
about it. They took their time and drew it out, letting
us enjoy the anticipation I suppose.
I thought it was an unimaginable thing to torture a
woman's breasts like this, until he shocked my pussy. I
screamed so loud then that I hurt myself. I pleaded
with him not to do that again. I even begged him to do
my tits instead. He just smiled and shocked my pussy
one more time.
It hurt so much, I hurt so much, I couldn't even
scream. My mouth opened wide but no sound came out. I
couldn't get enough air. I begged him to stop in a
raspy whisper.
I cried in gratitude when he put the cattle prod back
on the cart. I should have saved my gratitude. He
reached down and pulled up a large handful of long
needles with colored plastic ends on them. He held one
up in front of my eyes and showed it to me.
I heard myself saying, "Oh god no, please no. No more,
I can't take it. I'll do anything you want. I beg you."
He moved around behind me and said, "Yes dear, you will
do anything I want. What I want is to hear you scream
in pain."
I assume that he moved behind me so that the audience
could watch as she skewered my breasts with the long
needles. He reached around me and pressed the point of
one of the needles against my breast about and inch
back from the nipple.
I shook my head and sobbed in terror as he applied more
and more pressure until the point punctured my skin and
entered my breast. I screamed again. And then I
screamed once more as he pushed it all the way through
and I looked down in disbelief to see it come out
through the other side of my breast and protrude about
an inch. That was when I finally passed out.
Unfortunately, they anticipated that. I came back to
consciousness suddenly with smelling salts being waived
under my nose.
I immediately started begging to be released. Instead,
he pressed another needle in the same spot on my other
breast.
I started sobbing, "mommy, mommy, mommy," over and
over, quietly. Until he started applying pressure again
and I closed my eyes and screamed as I felt the needle
skewer my other breast. It went on and on until the
entire box of needles, all fifty of them, were embedded
in my breasts. The last two had been driven straight
into the nipples from the front and just bobbed up and
down in front of me.
The men who had been skewering our breasts stepped away
from us when all of the needles were in place and the
crowd applauded loudly. Sick fucks!
I guess it must have been hard work for those poor
guys, because they stood back and rested while the
girls in the evening gowns came out and removed the
needles. They pulled them out the same way they had
been inserted, very slowly.
Once all of the needles were removed I was pretty much
a drooling idiot. I hung slack in the straps that held
me and there was actually a stream of drool coming from
my lips. I was not fully conscious. Unfortunately, they
noticed. I was slapped in the face and the tits for a
few minutes, until I was fully aware of my
surroundings.
The next item on the agenda turned out to be a
combination of clamps and clothespins. First a strong
clamp with sharp teeth was embedded in my nipples.
Every time I thought it was as bad as it could get I
found out I wasn't even close. I felt the blood
dripping down my breasts and down my stomach.
Meanwhile, chuckles was pinching the skin on my breasts
together and attaching strong, painful clothespins to
the skin. Eventually I had dozens of them on each tit.
Then he lined the soft, tender, underside of my arms
with them. Then he did the same with my thighs. Finally
he picked up five more of the sharp toothed clamps and
put two on the labia on each side of my pussy. The
fifth went right over my clit. I passed out again and
didn't wake back up until they were removed.
I don't have any idea how long that was. I looked over
and saw the my mother was already on the next step. The
gentleman that was tormenting her had tilted her cross
back and was dripping hot wax on her. She was sobbing
and muttering incoherently. I somehow didn't feel sorry
for her, or at least not as sorry as I felt for myself.
I felt the cross I was strapped to being lowered
slightly. I was leaning back at an angle now, obviously
to facilitate the candle wax torture.
My hair was a mess. Not that I minded. But one of the
women came out and gathered it and put a band around it
so that it was out of the way. Then I felt the first of
the hot wax dripping onto my face. Very slowly, a few
drops at a time, until my face was covered. Even my
ears! Then he worked his way down my neck and
eventually covered my entire torso, and finally
everywhere but the bottoms of my feet. Then he moved
back to my face and looked in my eyes. "Beautiful!" he
said. Then, as a final touch, he forced my mouth open
and dropped several splatters of wax on my tongue.
I thought surely it was over now. I couldn't take any
more. I would surely go mad. That was when I found out
how they planned on removing the wax. They picked up
some short leather whips and beat it off of us. It took
a long time. They started at our feet and slowly worked
their way up our bodies. Each stroke of the whip broke
a little more wax loose and knocked it to the floor. It
was especially onerous around those most tender areas,
the areas they had already tortured the most, my pussy
and my tits. But when they got to my face the pain was
new all over again! All I could do is close my eyes and
scream through tightly pressed lips and pray that they
didn't hit my eyes with a whip. When all of the wax had
been removed I was forced to stick out my tongue so
that what little of the wax remained on it could be
whipped off too.
It was finally over. They were releasing us from the
crosses. I couldn't stand on my own and the man had to
hold me up with a hand under my arm. We stood back and
the crosses were pulled back up to the ceiling. Then
the women came out and swept up the wax and took it
away. I prayed that it was over now, but when I saw two
more men in tuxedos come out on stage carrying a long
bench I knew it wasn't my lucky day.
I sobbed and begged someone in the audience to help me.
I think they enjoyed that.
I watched as my mother was fastened to one end of the
bench with her head near the center. I was led to the
other end and we were fastened down with the tops of
our heads touching. I felt someone doing something with
my hair and it was put into another pony tail and
attached to the end of a short metal bar. My head was
lifted and my mother's hair was attached to the other
end of the bar. We were facing each other with our
faces only inches apart, and unable to move our heads.
The women in gowns came back out and rubbed something
on both of us, on our pussies. Then they left and for a
few minutes my mother and I just lay there staring at
each other helplessly and waiting for the next torture.
We didn't have long to wait.
I saw my mother's eyes grow wide and I knew that
something terrible was about to happen. Then I saw a
large Great Dane being led up between her legs. At the
same time I felt something behind me and knew that the
same thing was happening to me. I felt a huge tongue
exploring my genitals and then its hairy chest moving
up over my back. I saw one of the women reach under the
dog that was over my mother and felt someone aiming the
other dog's cock between my legs.
I looked at my mother's eyes and saw the moment when he
drove his big cock into her. And then it was my turn.
We stayed there, locked together on that bench, staring
into each other's eyes in shock as we were raped by two
huge dogs. I heard my mother scream after a while and I
wondered what that was. Until I felt the creatures knot
being forced into my pussy. I too screamed in pain as
the dog held me tightly in his forelegs and quivered as
he flooded my womb with his hot sperm. It took a very
long time.
The dogs stayed in place long after they were done
cumming in us. But at last they got restless and
started pulling out. It was almost as painful as when
it had gone in and we both screamed again. Then I felt
all of that hot fluid drain out of me and down my
thighs.
We were left like that for a long time. I was hoping
that it was finally over. I figured that no man in his
right mind would want anything to do with a female that
had just fucked a dog. Yeah, remember me, the blonde?
The women in gowns came out and cleaned mom and me up
and wiped up the mess on the floor. Then two more
benches were brought out and placed side by side at the
edge of the stage. We were fastened to these on our
backs and close to a hundred men came forward to use
us. Most of them used our mouths. We were on our backs
with our heads hanging down and in perfect position to
drive a nice big cock down our throats. That's what
most of them did. A few lifted my legs and raped my
ass. I saw a couple of guys that did the same to my
mother, but most of them came down our throats.
When they finally removed us from those last two
benches I collapsed to the floor. I looked around and
only Pug and two other men were in the room. They were
all smiling and happy. I could have killed all three of
them.
My throat hurt so bad I couldn't talk. I guess mom was
the same. We just lay there on the edge of the stage
unable to stand up. After Pug finished his drink he
came down to the stage and tossed our dresses to us and
watched in amusement as we struggled into them.
He had to help us out to the car. I was not surprised
when we got outside to see that it was pitch dark
outside. We must have been in there for over eight
hours! We donned our blindfolds and there was another
hour of darkness until we got home. On the drive Pug
said that we had made enough money this afternoon to
buy a new car. He said "we", I never saw any of the
money, and I didn't see him do anything to earn it. But
he promised that it would never happen again. We would
still come out here sometimes. There would be
photography and gangbangs, but no more torture and no
more animals. I had no reason to trust him, but I had
to believe him. The idea of ever going through that
again was unimaginable.
Mom and I rushed in and used half a bottle of throat
spray. Then we went for long hot showers. I stayed
under the water until it turned cold. Then I went to
bed and cried myself to sleep.
It took us a week to recover from that day. Pug left us
mostly alone. He would still get a blowjob from one of
us every day. But I didn't get fucked again until the
next Friday. I don't know about mom.
I didn't even have to go to work with Pug the following
week. I just stayed home and tried to get over the
nightmares. I noticed that mom had a lot of trouble
looking me in the eyes.
On Wednesday I felt well enough to go for a walk and I
went out to the park for a while in the afternoon. I
was disappointed that Todd wasn't there but the air was
nice and I sat on the bandstand and closed my eyes and
made believe I had a real life.
It was almost an hour later when I heard footsteps and
looked up to see Todd coming up into the bandstand. He
looked surprised to see me. I guess I had been
invisible when I was lying down on the seat.
Todd had a friend with him. A kid I had never seen
before. We talked for a while and Todd's friend left
and then Todd and I just sat together quietly for a
while.
Finally Todd asked, "You alright? You look like you've
had a bad time. Is there anything I can do?"
"No, yes, yes. No, I am not alright. Yes I had a bad
time. Yes there is something you can do. Could I just
put my head in your lap and make believe I'm your
girlfriend for a little while?"
Todd smiled and said, "You are always welcome to put
your head in my lap, no matter which way you want to
face."
I grinned at him and slapped his arm. Then I stretched
out on the bench and laid my head in his lap and closed
my eyes for a while. He was sitting very still and I
could feel him watching me. I knew he had questions. I
knew he wanted to help. I will never know why I didn't
let him.
I opened my eyes after a while and looked at him. He
looked so concerned. It made me feel better just to be
with him. I took his hand from my waist and put it on
my breast, gently. But I couldn't control the wince and
he pulled it away quickly.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I would rather not say Todd. I thought it would be
okay, but I am still sore, next time though, alright?"
He was quiet for a minute and then he said, "What did
they do to you?"
I tried not to, I tried so hard. But the tears started
flowing and he lifted me up and held me close and I
cried all over his shirt.
"I can't talk about it Todd," I finally managed to say.
"But it's over now. And he promised it wouldn't happen
again."
Todd moved his hand to the front of my dress and lifted
it up enough so that he could see underneath. He saw
the receding black and blue marks and the little marks
that remained from all the pins. He dropped my top back
down and said, "You were tortured!"
"He promised he wouldn't let them do it again."
"Who is them?"
"I don't know. He puts a blindfold on us and takes out
in the country somewhere. We don't have any idea where
it is or who the people are."
"Us, who is 'us'?"
"He makes my mom go too."
"How could those monsters do those things to a twelve
year old girl, a beautiful, fragile, sweet young girl
like you?!"
"You think I'm beautiful?"
"No, I don't think you are beautiful, silly. You are
beautiful, no matter what I think."
He was still holding me tight and I reached up and
kissed him. He was such a nice kisser, tender and
loving. I looked around after kissing for a few minutes
and said, "My lips aren't sore."
He smiled at me and said, "Do you know how many guys
would kill for a girlfriend like you?"
"No, point them out!"
"Let's skip the expert blowjob this time," he said
gently. "I am too worried about you to enjoy it."
I kissed him again and rested in his arms for a while.
It was the medicine that I really needed.
It was finally time to go and I told him that I would
probably be here tomorrow afternoon. Then we kissed
again and he walked me home.
Things just kind of coasted along after that. Much to
my amazement, Pug let me date Todd. When Pug was at
work I even got my mom to let me sneak him into my room
sometimes. We stayed together and he kept me more or
less sane until I finally ran away.
I went to Pug's warehouse two or three times a week
during the summer and then, when school started back I
was able to sink back into my studies. Kevin never came
back, but the nine PM rotation of guys from Pug's
business started again during the week.
Pug took mom and me back out to the barn in the country
about every other month or so. But he kept his word and
we were never tortured again, or had to mess with
animals. There were afternoons when there were cocks as
far as the eye could see, but after that day on the
cross I could handle a bunch of cocks.
Things changed when, shortly after I turned fourteen I
came down with a bad case of pregnant. Pug was upset,
until he found out it was going to be a girl. Then he
was ecstatic.
I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what he was
thinking. I started thinking seriously about what would
happen to my daughter if I stayed here and I knew I had
to leave now.
The sex, even the rough sex, continued and I was scared
for my baby, but the big worry was that one day I would
be watching Pug fuck my baby, Pug and all his friends.
I started hiding money away, lunch money. Spare change.
A couple of times I stole a few bucks from my mom's
purse. But Pug made her account for all of her money so
I couldn't do that often.
Finally, I was very pregnant and I had fifty dollars
and I decided that it was now or never. So one day I
left for school and never came home. My only regret was
Todd. I knew I would miss him terribly. I had no idea
who was the father of my baby, but I tried to convince
myself that it was Todd.
The rest of this story is to be found in, "Dani Does
The Right Thing".
The Sequel
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Dani Does The 'Wrong' Thing
***
Author's Note: This story was written by request. It is
a sequel to "Dani Does The Right Thing", and "Dani Does
The Right Thing – The Prequel". If you have not read
those stories you should read them before you read any
further. If you read them and didn't enjoy them, you
won't enjoy this one either.
***
It took a couple of months for things to settle down
after I killed Pug. My daughter had a lot of questions
that she wasn't old enough to understand the answers
to. I tried to satisfy her curiosity, keeping the
answers simple while avoiding saying anything that was
not the truth.
Not much changed really. Not at first. I found myself
thinking about sex more often. Pug had reawakened my
sex drive and I found myself daydreaming a lot about
sex. What bothered me about that was the kind of sex I
thought about. I had fought so hard to attain a normal
life for my daughter and me. But all of my fantasies
and daydreams were of the kind of life I had escaped
when I ran away from Pug at the age of fourteen.
I made a conscious effort to direct my fantasies
towards finding a nice man that loved me and settling
down. It wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't exciting.
I tried calling my mom several times. She always hung
up on me. Finally I wrote her a long letter. I told her
I was sorry that things worked out the way they did. I
wasn't sorry that I had killed Pug, and I didn't say
that I was. But I tried to explain why I had to do it.
I don't know why it seemed important to me. She was as
much responsible for what I went through as Pug had
been.
I put a couple pictures of my daughter and me in with
the letter and mailed it, not really expecting an
answer.
So I was surprised when I answered the phone a couple
of weeks later and it was my mother.
We talked for a long time. It went pretty well and I
started calling her once a week. She talked to my
daughter, Mel, on the phone and even mailed her a nice
present when it was her birthday.
Our phone conversations always avoided one subject
though. We never talked about Pug or the abuse he had
heaped upon both of us. I wanted to. I wanted to ask
her how she could have allowed her husband to rape and
sexually abuse me at such a young age. But I already
knew the answer. I suppose I just wanted her to feel
bad about it, and she didn't. She would have been happy
to have things continue as they were, and she would
have looked forward to the day when Pug started
involving Mel in their perverse games.
I wondered if she was still involved with the other
people in the area that Pug had shared her with. But I
was afraid that she might be, so I didn't ask.
Everything would have gone on just like it was, with my
life revolving around raising my daughter right and
providing a safe home for her, except for one thing.
Copies of the movies Pug had made of me started being
passed around, secretly, by someone who must have been
involved with the police. It must have been someone in
the police department because that is who had the
movies. It wasn't the highlight DVD that Pug had made
to blackmail me into going home with him either. There
were copies of the full movies of everything Pug had
made me do circulating.
At first it was just embarrassing when I found out. It
got a lot worse in a hurry though. I was called into my
supervisor's office one day in the middle of my shift.
My supervisor was not a nice person. If you look up
"Bitch" in the dictionary you will find her picture.
She had been really hard on me ever since I killed Pug.
It was as though she blamed me for what happened. She
never really trusted me after that. And if some shitty
job came up in the hospital you could be sure I was the
one that got volunteered to do it.
I was kept waiting outside of my supervisor's office
for nearly half an hour and when I finally went in; I
found that she wasn't alone. The head of personnel and
the Deputy Director of the hospital were already in her
office.
I was finally told to go in and, since there were no
empty chairs, I stood in front of her desk. I was
nervous enough about seeing my supervisor, but looking
at the faces of the people around me I knew I had a
problem.
My supervisor, Mrs. Warren, looked up at me sternly
and, after I asked what it was she wanted she said, "Do
you know about the dirty movies that are circulating
around town, and now around this hospital?"
I had been warned by one of the nicer patrolmen who had
helped me through my ordeal when he found out that they
were circulating.
"Yes ma'am, I have heard that some of them were stolen
from the police evidence locker and they have been
copied."
"Well, I am afraid that those movies are becoming a
problem. The Board of Directors is upset that one of
the staff nurses is a porn star."
"PORN STAR!" I exploded. "I was raped! Those movies are
all the proof anyone needs to know I was raped. Not
only that, but when those movies were made I was
between the ages of ten and fourteen. They are kiddy
porn! And now you are blaming me, the victim?! Is that
what this is all about?"
She just glowered at me. At least the other two people
in the room had the good grace to look uncomfortable.
She didn't answer for a minute. She glanced at the
other two people in the room for a second and then
said, "I'm sorry, but the board feels that they can't
keep a person with your background and your growing bad
reputation on staff. It is not good for our image. I
have been ordered to terminate your employment
immediately. Clean out your locker and turn in your
badge. I have some papers here you need to sign. I also
have a check for your wages and a generous severance
payment as well."
I looked over the papers she had for my signature. I
was having trouble concentrating. My heart was beating
so loudly I was sure that they must hear it. It just
wasn't fair. I shouldn't lose my job for being a
victim! I worked so damned hard to become a nurse and
to become good at it.
I noticed that those places on the forms that should
have listed the cause for my termination were blank.
When I asked about that she said that they thought they
were doing me a favor by not listing the reasons. I
wanted to jump over her desk and beat that smug look
off of her face.
I was stupid enough to sign the forms. I should have
refused. I should have walked out and gotten a lawyer.
Unfortunately, blonde seems to be a permanent condition
with me.
I picked up my check and I was told that I would be
mailed my copies of the forms. God I was stupid!!
I was dismissed and when I left the office there was a
security officer who escorted me to my locker and took
my badge and escorted me to the employee's entrance. I
felt like a criminal.
I stopped by the bank on the way home and deposited my
"generous" severance pay, all of $1,800. That wouldn't
last long.
As soon as I got home I went to the computer and
started filling out resumes. I used a Nursing
Association reference to get the addresses of fifty
hospitals. I wasn't really worried yet. I had only
worked at one hospital, but from what I had heard, most
hospitals were always looking for good nurses.
I mailed out the fifty resumes in the morning. Then I
went personally to the other three hospitals in the
area and submitted applications. I also contacted a
professional placement service and filled out an
application there.
It wasn't long before I started getting rejections back
from everyone. I soon learned that the reason for my
termination had been filled in on those forms I signed.
I had been fired for "Moral Turpitude", and I had
signed the papers, thereby, more or less admitting it.
Suddenly I became desperate. I had been sure that
finding a new position would be relatively simple. I
had even looked forward to getting away from Mrs.
Warren!
I started making phone calls to some of the
professional nursing organizations and trying to
straighten out my records. I spoke to a lawyer, who
offered to take my case, for a sum up front which I
could not provide.
By the end of the month I was getting desperate.
One afternoon I was looking through the want ads,
looking for any kind of a job at all when the phone
rang. I picked it up instantly, praying that it was
someone that wanted to hire me. It was my mother.
I broke down and cried, and I told her what had
happened. She listened quietly while I related my tale
of woe, then she said quietly, "You know Dani, you can
always come back and stay with me."
I was silent for a long time and she said, "Dani, are
you still there?"
I finally had to ask the question I had avoided since
we started talking again. "What about your sex life?
Are you still, well, you know?"
Now it was her turn to pause. "I wasn't. Not since Pug
died. But I saw Kevin recently. You remember him? He is
married now, but he told me that he had heard about
what happened to Pug. He has been over a couple of
times. And do you remember the four men that worked for
Pug, the four men that came to your room after nine PM
all of those nights? They have started coming over at
Kevin's insistence.
I said, "I appreciate your offer mom, but I can't bring
Mel into that environment. I can't go back into that
environment. It isn't safe."
Mom said, "It's up to you dear, you know where I live."
We talked a little longer and then I hung up. I sat
back and tried desperately to think of some solution.
Things were about to get harder. School was about to
let out for the summer and I could no longer afford
daycare or a sitter.
At the end of the month I had just enough money to get
us through one more month, if we were very careful.
Mel was a smart kid. She knew I was getting desperate
and one day she asked why we didn't go stay with her
grandmother. I struggled to explain to a little girl
who had just turned ten, "Sweetheart, mommy is afraid
to go live with grandma. Remember I told you that a lot
of bad stuff happened to me when I was your age?"
Mel nodded and said, "Yes mommy, but that was a long
time ago, and you said that those things happened
because of my grandpa and he is gone now, right?"
"Yes baby, but there are still some men that take
advantage of your grandma, and if we went there they
would take advantage of me, and I would try to protect
you, but I know that I couldn't. You would end up
having to suffer just like I did. And I promised myself
I would never let that happen to you, baby."
"You mean stuff like what grandpa did to you when I got
home from school that day?" Mel asked.
It still made me shiver whenever I remembered that day.
Now my little ten year old knew more than any ten year
old should know about sex. She didn't understand it,
but she had seen me on my knees, being taken, being
raped by her grandfather. She was starting to be more
aware of her sexuality and she was noticing more things
sexual in the world around her. It was impossible to
protect her from everything. TV shows, movies, even
commercials were becoming more blatantly sexual.
Magazine covers at every checkout reeked of sex.
I could still remember some of the things I had been
made aware of by my fellow students when I was Mel's
age. I had already learned some of the sexual basics on
the playground. And I knew that this next generation
was even more precocious.
I finally answered Mel's question. "Yes baby, the
things you saw grandpa doing to me when you got home
from school that day. That is the sort of thing he
started doing to me when I was about a year older than
you, and not just your grandpa. He let his friends do
it and the boy next door do it. It is no way for a
little girl to have to grow up."
She thought about that for a while and asked, "But
grandma is still doing that stuff? Does she like it?"
"It's hard to explain that baby. This is all so hard to
talk about with a ten year old. You really aren't ready
to learn about these things. Some women, like your
grandma, have a need to be made to do things that they
don't like, or don't want to do. They get excited by
being embarrassed and by letting men do things to them
that they shouldn't do. I'm sorry, I don't know how
else to explain it."
"I understand mommy." Mel gave me a hug and actually
tried to comfort me! "Don't worry mom, I'm not scared
of that stuff."
I wasn't quite sure what she meant by that, but I was
anxious to change the subject.
Time was flying by. I had come to realize that I would
not be able to get a job in this town after what Mrs.
Warren had done to my reputation. In fact, it appeared
that a nursing job anywhere was out of the question. I
had been notified that my nursing license was being
suspended pending a review of "some disturbing charges"
which had surfaced.
On the last day of my lease at the apartment I packed
what I could into boxes and loaded up the car. Luckily
we didn't own much, so we didn't have to throw away
much. I went to the bank the next day and closed out my
account. I had less than $200 to live on. Even if I
found a new job today I was out of luck. And out of
money.
No hope, no prospects, and now we were homeless and
living in our car. I started working my way slowly back
towards my mother's house. Not really thinking that I
would end up there, but I had no place to go.
I stopped in dozens of towns as I worked my way back
towards my mother's house. I looked for work in every
one of them, any kind of work. The problem is, even
someone who would hire a nurse that was fired for Moral
Turpitude, won't hire someone who lives in a twenty
year old Chevy station wagon with her little girl.
The money didn't last quite all the way. I ended up
having to suck off a gas station attendant in the men's
room to get enough gas for the last leg of the trip I
was trying not to make to my mother's house.
We finally pulled into her driveway on a Saturday
morning. It was early because we had been chased out of
the last rest stop where I had tried to get a few hours
sleep for the night.
I got out of the car and went around and stood with Mel
for a few minutes, staring at the door. I had been
warning her for the last two days that there was no
telling what she would see when we arrived here. I
promised that as soon as possible I would get us out of
this mess. For now, though, she would see some pretty
shocking things. I promised that I would protect her
virginity as much as I could, but I knew from
experience that when these men decided that they wanted
something, they took it.
My dear, sweet, wise beyond her hears daughter said,
"Don't worry mom. I'm not scared. I know more than you
did when it happened to you. I know that you will try
to protect me. I know I will see stuff I shouldn't see
and do stuff I shouldn't do. I'll be strong if you
will, okay? Besides, I have an advantage. You're not
like grandma; you don't want them to do those things to
me."
"No," I responded, "but I am afraid that they will."
It made me cry to think I was taking my beautiful
daughter back down into this pit. I remembered how I
had felt about my mother for surrendering me to Pug and
his friends. I prayed I would never see Mel look at me
the way I had looked at my mother.
I held Mel's hand and went up to the door and rang the
bell.
When the door opened it was like I had stepped out of a
time machine. My mother looked just exactly like she
had when I left then years ago! She was tall and
straight and pretty. Her breasts were firm and pointed
out, not down. Her skin looked smooth and soft. I could
tell all this because, of course, she was naked.
She didn't recognize me at first. I had never actually
told her that I was coming. She looked at me and Mel
questioningly and then I saw the recognition in her
eyes. She stepped outside and hugged me, obviously
excited. I held her close, not speaking. I was nervous
because she smelled of sex. I suspected that things
were going to be starting soon.
My mom stepped back, standing naked, but totally
unconcerned on the front porch, and then bent down to
be on a level with Melody. "Are you my beautiful
granddaughter?" she asked. There was a tone almost of
reverence in her voice.
Mel blushed and said, "Hello grandma." I watched as my
daughter tried not to stare at my naked mother, and
tried to hide her embarrassment. She was being very
brave and I was feeling so very guilty.
"Can we come in mom?" I asked.
She looked at me and Mel and said, "You are always
welcome here, but the rules still apply."
I felt so helpless. I could feel the blood draining
from my face as I suddenly remembered the rules.
"Not Mel, mom, please, not yet!" I pleaded.
Mel looked up at me and said, "What rules, mom?"
My mother looked down at Mel and smiled sweetly and
said, "In this house we have rules that are different
than the rules in most houses, Melody. In this house
girls never wear clothes. They never hide their bodies
from view, and they do anything that they are told by
boys and men. And if they disobey they get punished."
Mel looked at me and asked, "Did you have those rules
mom?"
I nodded.
"If you did it I can do it I guess."
My mother started to let us in but I stopped her. "Wait
mom, just one thing. She just turned ten. She keeps her
virginity."
Mom looked at me and shrugged and said, "For a while,
maybe. It isn't up to me. You know that."
I asked, "You were vague on the phone. You have men
coming by to use you, but is there any one man in
charge? Does someone own you right now?"
"Kevin," she replied. "He hasn't used me much, but he
has taken over."
I looked over my shoulder at my white-trash-mobile,
loaded down with all of my personal belongings and I
thought of what I had to do to get enough gas to get
here and what I was doing to my daughter. I sat down on
the front steps and sobbed. I didn't know what to do.
My baby girl put her arm around my neck and kissed my
cheek and said, "It's alright mom. A girl's gotta do
what a girl's gotta do. That's what you always say,
right?"
I hugged my daughter and said, "Oh baby, you have no
idea what it is like on the other side of that door."
Then I stood up and took Mel's hand and we walked
inside. The place looked different. But of course it
had been ten years. There was new furniture and carpets
and drapes. The walls had been painted. It looked
pretty nice.
Mom led us back to what had been my room. I noticed
that there was still no door on either the bathroom or
my bedroom.
Mom led us into my room, which was unchanged from the
day I left. There was even that bench they had used to
take my ass for the first time, sitting innocently
right up against the wall.
Mom said, "For now we will have to put up a cot in here
for Melody, until we figure something else out."
I put my purse down and asked if I could unload my car
in the garage for now, until I could figure out where
to put everything.
Mom nodded and Mel and I went out and separated some
things we would need for the near future and stacked
everything else out of the way in the garage.
Then we went inside and went to our room and undressed.
I told mom that I had been up all night and I needed a
couple of hours rest. She said that was fine. She took
Mel out to the living room and I lay down and slept for
hours.
I finally woke up at supper time. I guess the smell of
home cooked food woke me up. I went to the bathroom and
washed my face and brushed my teeth and then went to
the kitchen to see if I could help with supper.
Mel was setting the table and mom had supper under
control so I leaned up against the wall and watched.
When she was finished Mel came over and stood in front
of me and leaned back. It felt funny to be with her
like this, nude, and to see her like this. She had no
breasts yet, just puffy, swollen nipples. I thought
back to how fast my breasts had grown once I was
included in Pug's games and started getting a steady
diet of cum. I wondered if it would have the same
effect on Mel.
I asked mom if anyone knew I was here and she shook her
head. "I figured they would find out soon enough. You
looked like you could use a little rest before it
starts."
I complimented her on her youthful appearance. She
smiled and said, "Pug is mostly responsible. He made me
keep in shape and I certainly had enough cream sprayed
on my skin over the years. He also met a plastic
surgeon out at that barn in the country who gave him a
discount on a face lift. He wanted to get my boobs done
too but, fortunately, the doctor talked him out of it.
I don't want them any bigger. If they start pointing
south, then maybe I'll think about having something
done to them.
After we finished eating and cleaning up we sat in the
living room for a while. I asked mom if she was
expecting anyone tonight. She wasn't sure, but she
wouldn't be surprised if Ray came by. He had come by
earlier this morning, but had to go to work for a
while. He had said that he would try to come back after
dinner.
Ray had been one of my father's four employees, Ray,
Ted, Floyd and Jack.
I asked her what had become of Pug's business.
She said, "I have been thinking of selling it. It is a
money making business in a prime location, right on the
docks. I have been receiving some pretty attractive
offers. But since Pug died," mom paused here and looked
at me, "the lawyers put Ray in charge of running it. He
seems to be doing a good job. He always was the one
with the most brains of the five of them. Pug had the
drive and the strength, but Ray had the smarts."
"And you have only seen Kevin once since Pug... , well,
since that night?" I asked.
"I saw him once in public," mom replied. "He has been
here twice, once alone and once with his wife."
"What is he like now?" I asked. "He was rapidly turning
into a smaller version of Pug before he... .god! I
can't even say out loud what he wanted to do!"
Mom smiled. "He is all grown up now," she said. "He is
big and strong and pretty good looking. His cock never
caught up with Pug's, but it is respectable now."
"What did you mean when you said he was in charge?" I
asked.
"When he came over the first time he asked me a lot of
questions. He found out I was being left a lone. He
fucked me good. He had finally developed a little
staying power. Remember that first blowjob?" Mom
chuckled as she thought back to it. I remembered it
vividly. It was the first time I had undressed in front
of man, or boy. And the first time I had sucked a cock.
It had been horrible.
"Anyway," she continued, "after he left he called Ray
and started arranging for the four of them to take
turns coming over after work. He also scheduled a party
for the five of them and me. That was last weekend And
he has informed me that I will be hosting a poker game
next Saturday night."
Just then the door opened and Ray walked in. Melody was
startled, but then, so was Ray.
"I'll be a son of a bitch! Dani! Is that you?" Ray
obviously couldn't believe his eyes. He had expected to
come in and find my mother waiting for him to drop in.
Instead there were two naked women and a naked ten year
old.
He closed the door and undressed quickly, tossing his
clothes onto a nearby chair. He came over and sat down
beside mom on the couch. He ordered me to stand up and
he looked me over.
"You sure did grow up right! You're as beautiful as
your mother! And who is that young lady over there?" he
asked, indicating my daughter.
I waived Mel over and introduced her to Ray.
"How old are you sweetheart?" he asked.
"I am ten sir," she replied. Mom had told her all the
rules while I was sleeping.
Ray put his finger in Mel's mouth and made her suck it,
and then he pulled it out and pushed it gently into her
tiny little pussy. I watched nervously, but he stopped
when he encountered her hymen.
He looked up at me and said, "You know Kevin is going
to take care of that soon enough."
"I wouldn't be here if I had any other choices," I
said.
"Well, since you are here, how about you show your
little baby how to suck a cock. You remember how, don't
you?"
He pulled Mel up on the couch beside him and played
with one of her nipples while I knelt between his legs.
"It has been ten years," I said, "with one recent
exception. It will take me a while to get good again I
expect."
I didn't mention that Pug had managed to cram a whole
lot of cock into that twenty-four hour period before I
killed him.
"I'm in no hurry, go ahead and get yourself some
practice."
I looked at him, with one hand on my daughter's puffy
little nipple and one hand on my mother's breast, and I
tried to remember everything I was supposed to do. It
had been a long time since I had been a sex slave.
I saw Mel watching me closely and I remembered that
first time, when I was her age and I watched my mother
suck Kevin's cock for the first time. How disgusted I
was. She seemed to be made of stronger stuff than I
was. I certainly hoped so.
I started licking and kissing Ray's throbbing cock. It
looked like he had missed me. I licked his cock and his
balls, taking them into my mouth and bathing them
gently before finally taking his cock into my mouth and
working at getting it into my throat.
It had been ten years, then one twenty-four hour period
with Pug, then months to forget about it again. It was
just like I had never done it before. Luckily Ray was
not hung like Pug. He was above average, but not that
thick slab of sausage that Pug had tortured me with.
Ray let me do it on my own and, with a great deal of
effort; I finally took it into my throat. Once that
barrier is broken it gets easier and I started working
his cock almost like the good old days. I heard him say
something to Mel, but I hadn't been paying attention.
Not until I saw him pull her hand down and put it on
his balls. He instructed her on how he liked to be
lightly caressed while he was getting a good blowjob
from some cunt.
The expression on her face was about half curiosity and
half disgust. But she did what she was told.
Apparently she had the magic touch because soon after
she started playing with his balls I saw him tense up
and felt the cum start shooting into my mouth. He
ordered me to hold his cum in my mouth. So I pulled my
mouth back to the tip of his cock and finished him off
with my hand.
I had been pretty distracted during all of this, but I
happened to glance up at my mother and saw pleasure and
lust and happiness. She was definitely one sick bitch.
Ray took his arms from around my mother and my daughter
and he pushed mom to her knees. He ordered my mom and
me to kiss, and share the love. That was his word for
it, not mine.
I kissed my mother and pushed the load of cum out of my
mouth and into hers. She sucked it out of my mouth
greedily. She really seemed to want it!
I sat up then and Ray ordered me to kiss my daughter
next. I looked up at Ray and said, "Sir, we just got
here. My daughter has never experienced any of this. I
would really rather that she be left out of it, at
least at first."
Ray smiled at me and said, "You stupid cunt. If you
didn't want her to be our toy you shouldn't have
brought her into this house and you know it. I won't
pop her cherry, but not because she is young or because
she is new. I won't pop her cherry because I suppose it
belongs to Kevin. But you are stupid if you don't
realize that her youth and her innocence are her
biggest attractions. I can't wait for Kevin to pop her
cherry so that I can tap that little pussy. Now give
her a nice kiss and let her get a taste of cum. A
little later I'll see if she can get some directly from
the source."
I looked at Mel, she had been following the
conversation and, I think she had understood most of
it. I held my arms out to her and she sat up and I
hugged her and kissed her. She jumped when I opened my
mouth and gently probed her mouth with my tongue. After
a moment she started to follow my lead and I felt her
little tongue pressing against my lips and I let her
explore my mouth a little. I still had the strong taste
of cum in my mouth, but I don't know if there was any
left there for her to taste.
After a few minutes of kissing I broke it off and sat
up. I smiled at Mel and caressed her pretty face. She
smiled back, like she was trying to reassure me.
Ray picked Mel up and sat her on his lap. His hand
burrowed into her crotch and she sat there, tense, but
not resisting as his hand toyed with her tiny vagina.
He held her close and looked me in the face and asked
me, "Dani, do you remember who was the first one to put
a cock down your throat?"
I hadn't, not until he asked. Then I remembered that
first party at Ted's house. I was more or less thrown
to the wolves, but with limits. They couldn't fuck me.
We had entered Ted's house and my mother had taken off
the little slip I had been wearing as a dress. Then the
four of them had surrounded me while Pug recorded the
whole thing with his video camera. They had begun
grabbing at my body, groping and squeezing. My breasts,
I recalled, were already an A cup. I was only eleven, a
year older than Mel is now. I was a year older and
still far too young for what they had done to me.
I looked up at Ray and suddenly I remembered that
night, and who had been first. Ray had forced me to my
knees and I had struggled to suck the cock he had
forced into my mouth. He let me struggle, for a few
minutes. Then he grabbed my head and started fucking my
mouth, forcing more and more of his weapon into my
mouth and finally forcing it into my throat. And to me
it was a weapon. In fact, there was only one time in my
life, and only one person with whom I had sex, that
didn't treat me as though their cocks were a weapon to
be used on me.
That was Todd, my only real boyfriend when I was a
little girl; actually, he was my only real boyfriend
ever.
"Sir," I said, looking up at Ray, "Mel just turned ten.
She is a year younger than I was that night. She is too
young. She isn't ready yet."
"Maybe," he said. "We'll see."
Ray ordered me to turn over and lay on my back with my
head on the floor between his feet. As soon as I
complied he put Mel down and ordered her to stand
straddling my face and then kneel down. I watched her
small naked slit as Ray guided her down and it was
lowered down onto my face. I could see Ray looking
down, enjoying my obvious agony at what both of us were
about to be forced to do.
When Mel's pussy touched my lips Ray said, "Okay cunt,
you know what I want to see."
I started kissing and licking Mel's pussy. I heard her
gasp when I touched her and I remembered the first time
I had felt a tongue on my pussy. I couldn't help
thinking that if it were eight years from now and it
was some nice boy doing this to her I might be happy
for her.
After I started licking Mel, Ray pulled her mouth down
into his crotch and made her start licking his cock and
then his balls. I could look up and see her little
face, and her tongue timidly exploring Ray's genitals.
Instead, I closed my eyes and did what was required of
me, trying not to think about what I had done to my
daughter, and to myself for that matter.
After a few minutes I heard Ray instructing Mel on how
to suck a cock. As she began to try to follow his
instructions I could hear her when she choked or gagged
when he pulled her head down too far.
He turned to my mother and said, "When is Kevin coming
over?"
Mom said, "I don't know sir. I haven't heard from him
today."
"You haven't called him? He doesn't know that they're
here?" Ray asked incredulously.
"No sir. They had a hard trip and they needed to rest
up," mom said.
"You better call Kevin, now." Ray said.
"Yes sir." Mom had no guts. She got up and walked over
to the phone and called Kevin.
I could tell that Melody's face was being moved up and
down Ray's cock in a steady rhythm. But he was
apparently not trying to force himself into her throat.
I knew that it wouldn't be long though.
Ray told Mel that he was almost ready to cum again. He
said that he was going to cum in her mouth and she had
best not spill a drop or she would be punished.
I didn't want to see this, but I couldn't help it. I
opened my eyes and watched her cheeks bulging out
rhythmically as he forced his cock in and out of her
small mouth. Her little hand looked so small moving
rapidly up and down on his cock while she sucked. I
guess I should be grateful that Pug wasn't here. It
would have been much worse if it was his big fat cock.
I heard Mel gag and choke as her mouth filled with cum.
She tried to pull away but Ray was holding her tight. I
saw the cum overflowing her little mouth and running
down her face and Ray's cock.
He finally held her still and I saw him relax back onto
his seat. He pulled Melody off of his cock and she
gagged again as she tried to swallow his cum. After she
managed to get it down Ray scooped it up off of her
chin and around her lips and fed it to her. Then he
made her lick it off of his cock.
"Not a very good job Mel. But it was your first time,
so I'll cut you some slack." That Ray, what a prince of
a guy! Mel sat back up and I could see her face for a
moment. Her eyes were full of tears and her mouth was
sticky with cum. She was breathing hard and she looked
like she had just lost a fight.
I saw my mother come back and sit down beside Ray and
she said, "Kevin will be here in a few minutes."
The last time I had seen him, Kevin had been sixteen. I
had been fourteen and pregnant. He had been cold to me
ever since Pug made me call him and tell him he
couldn't come over here anymore. But that had been fine
with me. I didn't like what Pug had turned him into. I
imagined that, if anything, he was probably worse now.
Ray pulled Mel to her feet and I saw him explore her
pussy, gently, with his finger. He moved it in and out
and them pulled it out and looked at it.
"Juicing up pretty good for a ten year old, ain't she
Gina?" he asked my mother.
"Yes sir," my mom answered. Then she sucked his finger
clean when he stuck it in her mouth.
I sat up and pulled Mel down into my lap. "Baby, are
you alright?" I asked.
She tried to smile, but didn't quite pull it off.
"I'm sorry baby. I guess I did the wrong thing bringing
you back here. I don't know where else to go."
Mel's voice was raspy; I guess Ray had tried to force
his cock into her throat after all. She said, "I know
mom. It's alright. I know it isn't your fault."
"No," I thought. "It isn't my fault. It is Pug's fault.
The bastard is even screwing me from the fucking
grave."
I heard the door open and a young man walked in. I knew
it was Kevin, but I would not have recognized him.
Well, maybe I would have, he still had that smug,
arrogant look on his face when he looked down at Mel
and me sitting on the floor.
"Stand up, cunt. Let me take a look at you," Kevin
said. I could tell from the sound of his voice that he
still resented me, as if I were at fault when Pug cut
him off.
I stood up and held Mel by the hand.
Kevin looked us over, not touching yet, just looking.
He walked around behind us and then moved back in
front.
"You always were a hottie, Dani. You certainly grew up
well. And look at this little beauty. She certainly
isn't sprouting out like her mother did!"
"Sir, she only just turned ten. She is small for her
age. Even Pug waited until I was almost twelve before
he... ….before he fucked me."
"And to pay him back for being so considerate you
killed him, is that right?" Kevin asked.
I looked him right in the eye and I said, with just a
touch of warning in my voice, "I killed him because I
found him standing over my daughter as she slept in her
bed, sir. I am here now because I have no choice. I
understand that as a result of my coming here I have
put my daughter and myself at risk. Yes, I know that
makes me a bad mother. But I still have my limits."
"What limits do you think you have, Dani?" Kevin asked.
"I told my mother I didn't want her to lose her
virginity. I don't want her harmed. I understand that
even with those limits she will be abused and
traumatized. But I have to do what I can do, and deal
with the rest as it happens."
Kevin reached up and pinched my nipple and used it to
pull me to a chair. He sat down and pulled me over his
lap. He gently ran his hand over my ass and said, "I
always felt cheated when Pug told me I couldn't fuck
your little ass any more. I thought it was unfair that
he turned me into a pervert and then got upset with me
for doing something perverse.
And I blamed you, because you made the phone call. I
know, unfair. I don't give a fuck. But that isn't why I
am going to spank your sweet ass. I am going to spank
you for talking to me in the tone of voice you just
used, and for making a threat, and for telling me what
I cannot do with my property."
Then he leaned back and smacked my ass with all of his
might, over and over. I was screaming in pain and Mel
was crying hysterically. He beat me savagely. Then he
tossed me to the floor and stood up and undressed.
I noticed that his cock was now about average. It
looked to be about six inches and perhaps a little more
than an inch in diameter. He pulled me onto my hands
and knees and forced it into my ass with no lubrication
at all. I screamed in pain and tried to crawl away, but
he held me tight and forced his cock into me, inch
after inch.
When he had totally impaled me he held my sore, red ass
pressed tight to his body for a moment, and then he
started fucking into me with slow, brutal, painful
strokes. With every stroke he said one word, "Don't...
you... ever... talk... to... me... in... that... tone
of... voice... again... you... fucking... cunt! Do...
you... understand... me?"
I whimpered and sobbed in pain. It was all I could do
to muster enough breath to say, "Yes sir."
As soon as I answered him, he started beating my ass
cheeks again while he fucked me, faster and faster
until he came in my ass. He stayed inside of me until
he was soft and then he sat back on his heels. I stayed
where I was, crying, fearing to move, certain that I
was bleeding. He must surely have torn my rectum with
that horrible rape.
My pity party was interrupted by another hard slap on
the ass.
"I'm waiting bitch!" Kevin said.
Oh shit! I forgot!
I wheeled around, groaning in pain as I moved. I looked
down at Kevin's soft, slimy cock and was relieved when
I could see no signs of blood. I bent down and took his
cock into my mouth and sucked him clean.
He was finally satisfied and then he pushed me away
roughly. He finally got around to Mel. She stood
several feet away with tears in her eyes and a look of
terror on her face.
Kevin reached out and took her hand and pulled her
close. She looked at me. I could see that she wanted me
to save her from Kevin. I wanted desperately to take
back this horrible mistake. We never should have come
here.
Kevin nudged me with his foot and ordered me to sit on
the couch. I struggled up and I knew that my butt was a
mess. I turned back to Kevin and told him I had to
clean myself up before I could sit down. He told me to
go get a towel and sit on that. Before I turned away I
saw him pull Mel onto his lap and kiss her roughly.
I rushed to the linen closet and grabbed a towel and
hurried back, fearful of what Kevin was doing to my
daughter in my absence. I spread the towel out on the
cushion and sat down.
Kevin was still kissing Mel, and exploring her pussy
with two fingers now. Mel wasn't fighting him, but she
was moaning in pain as he mistreated her. He finally
broke the kiss and put her on her knees between his
legs and made her suck on his cock, which was already
hard again.
Ray had been enjoying the show, it seems. He had my
mother bent over the coffee table and he was fucking
her from behind, slowly. He was stroking in and out of
my mother, but he was concentrating on Kevin and my
daughter.
I watched as Mel took as much of Kevin's cock into her
mouth as she was able to. But this was just foreplay
for him. After a few minutes he stood up and pulled my
baby over and put her in my lap, with her legs outside
of my own. Then he forced my legs open and bent down
and licked Mel's pussy for a few minutes. When she was
wet with his saliva, Kevin dropped to his knees and
started rubbing his cock against the tiny slit between
her legs.
I pleaded with him not to do it. I promised him that I
would do anything he wanted if he would just wait until
she was a little older. His response was, "You stupid
cunt. You will do anything I tell you to do anyway. You
knew this was going to happen when you drove all the
way across the country to bring her to me. Now, reach
around here and line my dick up for me."
I was crying loudly, but I was quickly slipping back
into slave mode. I reached around and put my fingers
around his cock and lined it up with my ten year old
virgin daughter's slit.
"Yeah, that feels good already!" he said, smiling
evilly. "Now, use both hands to spread her open."
I placed my hands beside her little sex organ and
pulled gently, spreading the lips open.
I could see the head of Kevin's cock nestling into the
little crease and I couldn't believe that his cock
would be able to enter her without causing her harm. I
heard him ask Ray if he was ready and I looked up to
see that Ray, with his cock still buried in my mother,
was filming Kevin as he prepared to rape my daughter.
I heard Mel's sudden intake of breath as Kevin slowly
pushed the head of his cock into her. He held it there
and looked at her face, and then mine. He was enjoying
the torment he was causing both of us at least as much
as he was enjoying the sex, probably more.
He pushed again and another inch of cock speared into
my daughter. She gasped again and said, "Oh mommy, it
hurts," in her pitiful, little girl's voice. It broke
my heart that I was a part of this.
I watched as Kevin started working his cock in and out
in fractions of inches, slowly going deeper until he
had reached the barrier of her hymen. Mel was panting
in fear and pain now. But the worst was yet to come.
Kevin pulled back and then drove forward forcefully,
burying his cock all the way in my little girl's pussy.
She screamed when he tore through her hymen. She
screamed and Kevin yelled, "YES! Fuck that feels
great!! Wait until you feel this tight pussy Ray. I
have never felt anything like it in my life!"
I was crying worse than Mel now. She was still panting
in pain and tossing her head back and forth.
Fortunately, I suppose, even though Kevin had come in
my ass only minutes earlier, he was unable to last as
the tight walls of my daughter's immature vagina pulled
at his cock and in minutes he was blasting her insides
with a load of cum.
He finally pulled out and I saw the blood and cum
coating his cock. He pulled Mel off of my lap and
pulled me to my knees and made me suck him clean. I
took his slimy, bloody cock into my mouth and sucked
until he pushed me away. Then, as ordered, I knelt in
front of Mel and licked and sucked her pussy clean.
When she was clean I pulled her to me and hugged her
and we cried together and I begged her to forgive me.
We both quieted down after a while. I sat back down on
the floor and pulled Mel into my lap and cuddled her
and said, "I love you baby, mommy is so sorry. Please
forgive me." I didn't expect her to say anything.
But she surprised me. She kissed my cheek and said,
"It's okay mommy, I know it isn't your fault. We had no
place else to go. You told me what would happen, and it
is happening. The hurt will go away soon, right?"
Her vagina might stop hurting soon. The pain in my
heart would never go away, nor would the self loathing.
I was distracted by Ray, finally reaching orgasm in my
mother. He rested for a moment and then pulled out of
her. She immediately turned around and cleaned him.
Kevin had gone to the bathroom and now he was getting
dressed again. He said to Ray, "Why don't we have a
little party tomorrow? We can invite Ted and Floyd and
Jack over and it will be just like old times, only
better."
Ray smiled and said, "That sounds like a winner, what
time?"
Kevin thought about it and said, let's make it around
noon. I like to sleep late on Sunday and I have a
couple of things to do in the morning. You want to call
the others?"
Ray nodded.
Kevin said, "Why don't you make a disk of that movie
you just recorded? The others will probably enjoy
watching little Melody lose her cherry."
"Good idea," Ray said. He was dressing now too. "I'll
see you tomorrow."
The men left then. They didn't even speak to us. Just
walked out to their cars and drove away.
I shook my head in despair. I remembered those parties
with Pug's four friends when they got going and kept
egging each other on. I didn't know about the other
three men, but ten years hadn't slowed Ray down any,
and Kevin was worse now than he was back then.
I held Melody tight until I calmed down. She seemed to
be in better shape than I was. Finally I helped her to
her feet and I stood up and I led her to the bathroom
for a nice hot shower. I washed her hair and lathered
up her body, just like I used to when she was a baby.
Yesterday she would have pitched a fit if I had tried
to bathe her. Now she stood, docile, not even
complaining when I inserted a finger into her vagina to
rinse her out. After I had rinsed her off she stepped
out and dried off and I washed myself off.
I stepped out of the shower and dried off and went into
my bedroom. Mom had set up a folding cot and Mel was
laying on it, staring at the ceiling. I went in and sat
on the edge of my bed and caressed her sweet face. She
smiled at me, but I could see the tears in her eyes.
"I guess we could still make a run for it," I said. "I
could load the car while you pack."
She looked at me and said, "A little late now I
suppose. Besides, if we had any money or someplace to
go we wouldn't be here. Nothing changed in the last
hour did it?"
I tried not to cry in front of her, but I couldn't help
it. "Yes," I sobbed. "Something did change. My baby was
raped and it was all my fault. After I stabbed Pug I
should have killed myself."
Mel sat up, groaning with the pain as she did. "Oh no
mommy!" she exclaimed. "Listen, it wasn't even that
bad. You know what a baby I am. You always have to tell
me to quit whining."
I pulled her into my lap and I held her tightly.
"It's okay mom," she said quietly. "We will find a way
out of this."
I was supposed to be comforting her! It just wasn't
fair! She was almost the perfect kid. She was smart and
beautiful. She had a great personality. She was nice to
the kids that the bullies picked on. She did everything
I asked her. She should be safe in a happy home,
protected from the sort of men I had delivered her to.
Life sucks!
I put her back in her cot and covered her up. Then I
went out to the living room. I asked mom where the
alcohol was and she made me a drink. Then we sat and
looked at each other for a while. She asked if Mel was
alright.
"More or less," I said. "Weren't you watching? She just
got raped in the mouth and the vagina by two large men.
She is ten years old. How do you think she is?!"
"I'm sorry dear. I know it is hard for both of you. But
you knew what was going to happen if you came back
here," mom said, as if that relieved her of any
responsibility.
"No," I said. "Actually I was hoping that with Pug gone
we had a chance. Do you know what I had to go through
to get here? We slept in the car in rest areas. I
stopped in every likely place all the way across the
country to look for a job, any kind of job. I ran out
of gas a hundred miles from here and I had to suck off
a pimple faced gas station attendant to get enough gas
to get here. I just kept hoping that with Pug gone you
had changed, or his buddies had moved on with their
lives. Kevin may have a smaller dick, but there is
something not right with him. He is going to really
hurt someone one of these days, probably one of the
three of us, or all three of us."
"Speaking of Kevin," I asked, "what kind of woman did
he find for a wife? She must be someone like you!"
"Not quite," mom said, with a funny look on her face.
"He didn't find her in the usual way. He bought her
from her family."
She grinned at the shock on my face and went on.
"Her family are regulars at the club. You remember the
club I suppose?"
I shuddered as I remembered my visits to that club. It
had been horrible. Endless gang rapes were the norm.
Humiliation was part of the pleasure they took when
they used us. Not to mention the stage show we had put
on during our second visit when we had been tortured
for hours.
Mom continued, "Kevin found out about the club when he
got older and he joined. I think that might be why Pug
stopped taking me there after a while. But before we
stopped going I saw him buy the twelve year old girl
from her parents. She had been to the club several
times, but her parents had never put her out on stage.
I heard that a few select members were able to enjoy
her in private, but that was a rumor."
"That was two years ago. She is fourteen now. I haven't
seen her in a while, but I doubt if she is having an
easy time of it."
That was enough cheery chat for me. I finished my drink
and went to bed.
When I got to my room I could tell that Mel was still
awake. I pulled down the covers on my bed and pulled
her out of her cot and put her in bed with me and I
held her tight until she went to sleep. Then I drifted
off too.
When I woke up in the morning it was late. I guess I
was making up for lost time in the sleep department.
Mel was up and she and mom had already eaten breakfast.
I went to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed
my teeth. Then I went out to the kitchen.
I wasn't hungry so I turned down mom's offer to cook me
something. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down and
sipped at it and watched Mel across the table.
"You look better," I said. "Sleep well?"
"Yes mom, I am better, and I did sleep well. And you
should eat something," Mel said, as if she were the
mother.
"You know it is going to be a rough day, don't you?" I
asked.
She nodded. "I have been talking to grandma. She has
been telling me a lot of the things they like to do.
And she has been telling me about Kevin. I'm ready. Or
at least I am as ready as I can be. At least I had a
preview last night. I guess they have already done
their worst."
"No, there are things that they have not done yet that
are worse. And I know that they will do at least one of
those things today. Kevin is not going to wait."
"You mean fuck my ass?" she asked.
I spit out a mouthful of coffee when she said that. My
little girl said fuck! My little ten year old daughter
said fuck!! And she said it with a straight face and
didn't flinch.
"Grandma has helped me with that," she said, in a
matter of fact tone of voice that was almost
comforting.
"How did grandma help you with that?" I asked. I didn't
know there was help with that!
"She put some cream up my butt and stretched me out a
little with a rubber cock," Mel said, as if that was
something any good grandmother would do for her
granddaughter.
I looked at my mother and said, "Jesus mom! You've been
out here fucking my daughter while I was sleeping?!"
Mom blushed a little and said, "You know I did her a
favor Dani. You saw how Kevin took her cherry. He was
not a gentle boy; he is not a gentle man."
She was right, I suppose. I just didn't like the whole
idea of it.
I rinsed out my coffee cup and looked at the time. Less
than half an hour until the party was scheduled to
start. As that thought flickered across my mind Ray
walked in. We all looked up and he said that Kevin had
called him and told him to get there a little early and
be ready. Then he got out his camera and a DVD from a
little bag he was carrying and he gave me the DVD to
get set up.
While I was doing that he got undressed and got the
camera ready to go. Nobody said a word for ten minutes.
We heard a car pull up outside and in a minute Kevin
came in, followed by a young girl and a boy of about
the same age.
The look on the face of the girl broke my heart. She
reminded me of myself at her age, broken and terrified.
Kevin made the introductions. He introduced us to his
child bride, Sera, and her twin brother Sean. Unlike
Sera, her brother Sean looked like he was looking
forward to the afternoon. He glanced around at all of
the naked feminine flesh and his face lit up like a kid
at Christmas time. I suspect he shared a lot of Kevin's
personality traits, arrogance, brutality, things like
that.
Kevin came in and sat down. He called Melody over and
pulled her onto his lap. She didn't resist, but it was
obvious that she was scared. While Kevin sat and played
with Mel, Kevin's wife Sera stood quietly while her
brother gleefully undressed her. Once she was naked he
tossed her dress on the floor and came over to where I
was standing.
He looked me over for a minute and then said, "Kevin
told me all about you." While he talked he started
moving his hands over my breasts and then down to my
pussy. "He told me how he used to come over here
everyday after school and make you suck him and fuck
him and eat his asshole out. He told me how he used to
like to catch you on the toilet and piss on you." He
looked down at my pubic hair and pulled on it gently
and said, "I like your cunt hair. We're going to have a
lot of fun with it."
I didn't know what he was talking about, but I didn't
think it mattered. I couldn't imagine that they would
be doing much of anything that would be pleasant with,
or to us today. He slid a finger into my pussy and then
two. He was very rough. It was obvious that he was
rough on purpose. It wasn't just that he was ignorant
of female anatomy. He had obviously had ample
opportunities to become familiar with that. He enjoyed
hurting people, just like Kevin did.
Everyone was watching Sean play with me and when the
door opened we were all startled. Ted, Floyd and Jack
walked in together and quickly shut the door behind
them. They were apparently not familiar with Sera and
they certainly hadn't met my daughter, so they paid
little attention to my mother and me, at least at the
start. Jack and Floyd were drawn to Sera and were
treating her the way Sean was treating me. They
examined her breasts and her ass and her pussy and took
great pleasure in how uncomfortable they made her.
Ted on the other hand, had always been attracted to the
younger set. He was drawn to my daughter's flat chest.
She was still sitting in Kevin's lap. Kevin had his
hand buried in her crotch and she was obviously not
enjoying it. Ted walked up to them and stared at her
puffy nipples for a minute and then reached out and
started running his fingers around them. He did that
for several minutes. Then he started pinching them,
softly as first, then harder.
Mel was groaning in pain and there were tears running
down her cheeks as Ted started pinching her nipples and
pulling them out away from her body, stretching them as
far as he could. She never complained. She just cried
louder and louder. I watched Kevin's face as he watched
Ted. It was obvious that it was turning him on. We were
in some serious trouble.
Sean finally moved away from me and he and Jack left
the room and went down the hall. They were back in a
couple of minutes and Sean said, "Ready."
Kevin stood Mel up and then he stood up. I could see
his erection tenting his pants. It was going to be a
long, unpleasant afternoon. Kevin told everyone to wait
where we were and took my mother and pulled her out of
the room. Ray followed with the camera.
He and Ray came back in about five minutes and took his
child bride next. While we were waiting Ted was playing
with Mel again and Sean had gone back to toying with my
body.
Before Ted could do much more damage to Mel, Kevin and
Ray came back in and took her away. Five minutes later
they came back for me. He pulled me down the hallway
and into the spare bedroom that was always kept locked.
Now I saw why. It was a very large room. Apparently it
had been added on after the house was built. It had
high ceilings and three of the walls were rough pine
boards, the fourth was stone, with a large fireplace.
But that wasn't why I screamed when I walked into the
room.
Mel, my mother, and Sera were all bound to various
racks and benches and tables. When I saw them I
screamed and came to a halt. This was bad. This was
very bad. I tried to pull away and get out but Kevin
had an iron grip on my wrist and he dragged me easily
into the room.
Sean pointed to a strange table and said, "That one
Kevin."
I was picked up by Kevin and Jack and my legs were
fastened to two metal poles that extended out from a
small platform just about big enough for my ass to sit
on. Then it extended down to the floor so that when my
torso was strapped down I hung down with my head two
feet lower than my butt and my back was bent at an
uncomfortable angle.
I could see the others; Mel was restrained face down on
the bench that they had used when they broke in my ass
all those years ago. Her head and her pussy and her ass
were all readily accessible.
Sera was face up on another bench that was like a wide,
padded sawhorse, except that it was curved upwards in
the middle so that her body was bowed with her head
hanging down one side and her pussy hanging down the
other.
My mother was on a giant wooden cross, just like the
ones we had been suspended from when we were tortured
at the club we were taken to, except this cross was
horizontal. Her arms and legs were spread out as far as
possible and her head hung down, unsupported. Her pussy
was easily accessible. I suppose that was the point.
Ray had filmed everything up until now. But once I was
strapped in he shut the camera off and set it down. I
looked around the room and started looking more closely
at the items hanging everywhere around the room. There
were whips and paddles of every possible description.
There were tools I couldn't even begin to describe. I
saw a rack containing those cattle prods that had been
used on us at the club. But mostly I saw a lot of
things that looked evil, but I had no idea what they
were.
Then I noticed something else. There were a dozen
cameras in the ceiling and at strategic areas around
the walls. Everything was still being filmed!
By the time I finished my inventory all of the men had
finished undressing. Ted and Kevin went to Mel
immediately. Ted waited for Kevin to force his cock
into her mouth, but as soon as it was wet he moved
behind her and with only her spit for lubrication, and
no warm up at all, he started forcing his cock into her
ass. She screamed in pain and Ted stood by her head,
holding her head up and keeping her face turned so that
Kevin could see her suffering. He fucked her brutally
and I was grateful then for what my mother had done for
her earlier, although it obviously wasn't enough.
I saw Floyd and Jack moving over to the bench that Sera
was bound to. They teased her body roughly, then they
went to either side of the bench and started fucking
her face and her pussy, again, brutally. That seemed to
be the most important thing to all of these men.
Everything had to be rough, painful, degrading. The
more their victim struggled and screamed and cried the
happier they were.
Ray went over to my mother and started fucking her. She
didn't realize that he had one of the cattle prods
behind his back. Her head hung down and shortly after
he started fucking her, Ray lifted the cattle prod and
placed it lightly under one breast and pushed the
button. I heard that electric buzzing and suddenly my
mother screamed at the top of her lungs.
I wondered how long all of this stuff had been here. I
had never seen Pug come in this room. I thought it was
just storage. They must have converted it after I ran
away. That was as far as I got before I was distracted.
Sean walked up to me. I was hanging down and to me he
was upside down. But I was hanging down at a slight
angle and it wasn't too bad, yet.
I looked at Sean and his cock was inches from my face.
I was at least grateful that I could see both of his
hands and he wasn't holding a cattle prod.
He took a step and I didn't even think of resisting as
he forced his cock into my mouth and straight down my
throat. He was rough, of course, but it wasn't too bad.
His cock was pretty nice for a fourteen year old, but
still, he was no Pug.
Once his cock was buried in my throat he leaned on me
and started fucking my mouth. As he fucked he opened a
drawer that I hadn't seen. It was under my seat. The
next thing I knew I was screaming around his cock in
reaction to the sudden, sharp pain in my pubic area,
then another and another. It took me a few moments to
realize that he was pulling out my pubic hair with a
pair of pliers.
I have never had a lot of pubic hair. What hair I have
is very fine, blonde, and widely spaced. Not like the
thick bush my mother had before they made her shave it
off. But I realized I wasn't going to have it long.
Sean was pulling it out three or four or five hairs at
a time and enjoying my screams around his pistoning
cock.
His staying power was remarkable for a young boy. That
might explain Sera's haggard appearance when she
arrived. It had been obvious that he knew his way
around his sister's body.
I couldn't see what was happening around me while he
was fucking my face. I could hear the others screaming
from time to time. But my whole world was revolving
around Sean's cock in my mouth and the pliers he was
wielding in my crotch. It felt like my pussy was on
fire.
Sean finally came after what seemed like a very long
time. But it was impossible to judge time under those
circumstances. I had thought that once he had an orgasm
he might stop, or at least pause for a rest. But he did
neither. He held his soft cock in my mouth and leaned
down over my body and slowly and methodically and
brutally removed all of my pubic hair. It took most of
the afternoon. Every once in a while he would get hard
again and start fucking my mouth again. But he never
stopped yanking out my pubic hair.
He shot his cum in my mouth for the fourth time right
after he finished with my pussy. Finally he stepped
away and I breathed deeply for the first time in hours.
I was crying loudly and I couldn't see for the tears. I
tried to see if Mel was alright, but I could only see a
blur with two other blurs moving around it. It appeared
that Mel was now being fucked by two men. But I
couldn't even see who at the moment.
Sean moved beside me and put the pliers back in their
drawer. Then he moved a lever and I was tilted up so
that my head and torso were now level with the rest of
my body.
My eyes finally cleared enough so that I could see. I
looked over at Mel and I saw that Ted was fucking her
pussy, probably not for the first time, and Jack was
fucking her face.
Floyd was with Ray and they were fucking Sera. Every
few minutes they would switch places, trading orifices.
I don't know how long we had been in here but Sean had
cum in my mouth four times with long rest periods in
between. So I assumed that most of the men would be
spent by now. But four of them were still going strong.
Kevin was standing in front of mom, but at first I
couldn't see what he was doing. Then my vision cleared
a little more and I saw that Kevin had attached large
clamps to my mother's nipples and they were attached to
cables and drawn up toward the ceiling. It looked like
one more little tug would be enough to rip her nipples
off. I recognized those sharp toothed clamps from the
club. They had made my nipples bleed. And now I could
see the blood running down her breasts and then down
her chest. Now I could see what Kevin was doing. He was
sticking large skewers into her breasts. Many of them
went all of the way through. It made me want to throw
up to look at it. Mom wasn't screaming anymore though.
I couldn't see her face. Her head hung down still. But
I would be surprised if she were still conscious.
I was suddenly refocused on my own situation when Sean
grabbed my hair and twisted my head to face him. I
screamed in pain and looked up at him. He was smiling
at me and said, "Hey Dani, you should see your cunt
now. It's just as smooth as a baby's. I bet Ted will
even want to fuck you now. If he can stop fucking your
baby girl long enough. You've had a hard afternoon
girl. I bet you're thirsty, aren't you?"
"Oh yes, please," I whispered. My throat was so sore
from screaming that I couldn't talk. "Please let me
have some water."
Sean smiled and said, "Gee Dani, I'm sorry. I didn't
bring in any water. But don't worry; I have just what
you need."
He pulled my hair a little harder and said, "I am going
to give you a drink now. You had better not spill a
drop. If I see one drop hit the floor I am going to put
one of those cattle prods in your cunt and hold the
button down until the batteries go dead.
He stepped up to my face and put his cock in my mouth.
He released my hair and put his hands on his hips and
smiled down at me. I knew what he was going to do, but
I didn't know how on earth I could do what he wanted. I
had to admit though; I was much more terrified of the
cattle prod than I was a mouthful of urine.
It took him a few moments to start. I saw him straining
to release his stream and then I felt a few tentative
drips into my mouth. I prayed for the strength to do
this as the drips became a strong stream filling my
mouth and making me ill as I fought to keep up with his
rapidly emptying bladder. I suppose terror is a good
motivator. I managed to swallow his entire stream. He
held his soft cock in my mouth, making sure I got every
drop. He actually looked disappointed when I didn't
spill any.
He walked away again and I had another chance to check
on Mel. She was still lying limply on the bench. I
could see pools of cum beneath her crotch and it looked
like there was a lot of it on her stomach and chest
too. I couldn't see her face.
I heard a sharp noise, a smack of something substantial
slapping tender flesh, and I heard a loud scream. I
looked around suddenly and saw that Ray was now
whipping Sera's young breasts with a thick piece of
leather. It was about eighteen inches long and an inch
wide and very thick. I was watching when the next
stroke hit and I saw the horrible damage it was doing
to her breasts. The strap drove into her flesh all the
way to her rib cage, then rebounded, leaving a bright
red mark.
That was all the time I had to look around. I saw a
blur in front of my face and I screamed in agony as
Sean beat my breasts with the same kind of strap that
Ray was using on Sera. He hit me again and I screamed
again. Then once more and finally I was lucky enough to
pass out.
I don't know if he kept hitting me after I lost
consciousness or not. I think he did because my breasts
were totally covered with those bright red marks when I
finally woke up again.
When consciousness returned I lay still for a few
moments before I realized that, except for an
occasional quiet sob the room was quiet. I looked
around and saw that all of the men were out of the
room. Sera was the one sobbing quietly. I couldn't see
Mel or my mother's face to see if they were awake. I
looked back and saw that the door was closed.
I called softly to Mel and she answered. "Are you
alright?" I asked.
"I think so," she answered. "Am I bleeding?"
"I don't think so honey. I don't see any blood."
"Sera," I called out. "Honey, are you alright?"
She turned her head to look at me with her glazed eyes
and then let her head fall back and continued to sob
quietly.
I could see that the clamps and the skewers had been
removed from my mother's breasts. I called out to her,
but she didn't answer.
I laid my head back down and waited for what ever was
going to be next.
It was a long wait. I was in agony and terrified of
what was to come. My breasts were on fire and my throat
wasn't much better off. And my stomach was trying very
hard to rebel. And I was still thirsty. Urine is not
the thirst quencher you might think it is.
I heard noises after what seemed like an eternity. The
door was opened and the men came back in. Only this
time they weren't alone. There were two newcomers, a
very large man in his mid fifties and a younger man who
appeared to be in his thirties. Even upside down I
could see the resemblance. If I had to guess I would
guess that the two men were father and son.
The men were laughing and joking and talking like a
bunch of school girls. When they walked in I heard the
surprised exclamations of the newcomers. Apparently
they liked what they saw.
"Shit!" I thought, "two more fucking cocks to drain!" I
had really hoped that this was about over.
Unfortunately I wasn't seeing the whole picture. Not
until they all came into the room did I see the two
Great Danes that the newcomers were leading. I knew
right away what that meant.
I watched as one of the dogs was secured to a ring in
the wall. The other was led over to Sera. She didn't
react at all. I guess she had done this before too. The
dog was led to her pussy first and he licked it avidly.
There was certainly a lot of fluid leaking out of her.
When they were satisfied that they had gotten what they
could from her pussy they led the dog around to her
face and he started licking her face. Sera didn't move
until Kevin said sharply, "Sera, what did I teach you
about showing your boyfriends affection?"
I watched in horror as Sera opened her mouth wide and
stuck out her tongue, trying to French kiss the dog.
The dog, in turn, once it cleaned the cum from around
her mouth, started forcing it's huge tongue inside her
mouth. I had to fight hard not to throw up as I
watched. But I couldn't stop watching.
The dog was led up over her another foot and licked at
her bruised breasts for a moment before he was led up
until his cock was right at her mouth. I watched in
total disbelief as she opened her mouth and took that
huge dog cock all the way down her throat. As soon as
his cock was planted in her mouth the dog started
humping furiously.
I watched as the knot at the base of his cock started
swelling. I remembered that knot from when I was fucked
by a dog when I was a little girl. That day we were
tortured at the club. I remembered how painful it had
been. I didn't think it possible for the animal to get
that huge knot in her mouth. But he did. And she let
him, though it was obvious that she had no other
options.
As soon as his knot was buried in her mouth the dog
stopped hunching and shivered violently for a long,
long time. I knew what that meant. He was cumming. He
was filling her stomach with dog cum.
When it was finally over, the dog was led away and it
looked like Sera had lost consciousness. I hoped she
was alright. But then, if you are going to have to live
like this, maybe dead isn't such a bad thing to be.
The first dog was tied up to another ring in the wall
and the second one was untied. I wondered who would be
the next victim. I saw them leading the dog towards Mel
and screamed at them.
I begged Kevin to use me instead. I just knew that
huge, violent dog would damage my daughter. I begged
and pleaded and screamed and finally Kevin came over to
me and said, "Okay, you can take Mel's place. I am
going to unfasten your straps and you are going to get
down on the floor and you are going to let him eat you
out and then you are going to suck face with him just
like Sera did.
Then you are going to put your head down and suck on
his cock for a couple of minutes, and finally you will
turn around and let him mount you. And you will reach
back and help him find the hole. Are we clear on that?"
I nodded. It was making me sick to think about it. But
I couldn't let them put that dog on my little girl.
The straps holding my hands and my ankles were released
and I slid to the floor. I moved away from the table I
had been secured to and lay back and stretched my legs
wide.
They led the dog up and he instantly started lapping my
pussy with his huge tongue. I had not been fucked there
today. All of the semen had been deposited in my mouth
today, so all that he had to lick was my dry pussy. But
I guess the scent of a female was enough to keep him
happy, and I knew I was going to need the moisture
there soon.
I watched Kevin and when he nodded I sat up and put my
arms around the dog's neck and tried to kiss him like
Sera had. He detected the cum on my breath, I guess,
and got more excited as his tongue shot out, first
lapping my face and then exploring my mouth
frantically.
I had my eyes closed until Kevin nudged me with his
foot and I looked up. He nodded again and I backed away
from the dog. The handler had to hold him with all of
his strength to keep him from following me. I moved
around to the dog's side and got up on my hands and
knees. I leaned down and there in my face, close up,
was a huge red cock. I knew they were large. But damn!
Close up and in my face it seemed huge!
I leaned down and took it into my mouth and started
sucking. There was a lot of fluid leaking out of his
cock and at first I thought he was cumming, but then I
remembered what it was like when a dog cums and I knew
it wasn't that. Then I thought he was peeing, but it
wasn't enough for that. I finally decided that it must
be his lubrication fluids streaming out of his cock. I
kept sucking though. I didn't want to piss Kevin off
and have him change his mind and go back to Mel.
I sucked him for several minutes and then I felt Kevin
kicking my ass. I pulled my mouth off of the dog's cock
and turned around so that my ass was in the dog's face.
He started licking me again and then his handler pulled
him up over me. He was so tall that his chest didn't
even touch my back!
I felt him start humping, trying to locate a hole to
fuck with that giant cock, but he was too tall. I
finally had to straighten my legs up and then I was
able to grab his cock and place it at the entrance to
my pussy. And then he was in. I was more grossed out
the first time I suppose. But it was harder this time
because every time that huge animal thrust violently at
my pussy he shoved me across the floor.
The men were laughing and joking and making fun of me.
I could only struggle to stay on my feet and keep my
pussy where he could reach it. Every stroke drove his
cock against my cervix and the pain was getting to be
more than I could take when I finally felt that damned
knot forced into my pussy and then the animal tried to
clamp his forelegs around my shoulders and hold me as
he shivered and filled me with cum. I could feel it
filling me up. It is an awful feeling.
Eventually he was finished and he tried backing out.
But he was tied with me, of course. And unlike my first
experience with a dog, this time I was not fastened to
a bench and I was pushed and pulled everywhere this
large animal wanted to go. Eventually he turned around
and stepped over me and then we were butt to butt. Then
he dragged me backwards around the room for a few
minutes before he finally managed to pull out of me. I
screamed in pain when that huge knot pulled out, then I
collapsed on the floor.
I saw one of the newcomers tie the second dog up and
then they pulled out their cocks and went around the
room sampling all of the women. They even made me get
on my hands and knees. I wouldn't think anyone would
want to fuck a woman after a dog had, but then again,
after he pulled his cock out of my pussy he just took a
few steps and shoved it down my daughter's throat. So I
guess it didn't matter to him.
They both finished up in Mel and put their cocks away
and grabbed their dogs and left. They were seen out by
most of the men. Ray and Ted stayed behind to release
us. I finally struggled to my feet and went to see to
my daughter. As I was helping her I saw my mother
helping Sera. We hobbled out of the room and I took Mel
to one bathroom and mom took Sera to her bathroom.
I had to pee urgently, and then I let the dog cum drain
out of me. Mel couldn't wait so I told her to squat
over the shower drain. I finally had a chance to look
at my naked pubic mound and I almost cried. The hair
was all gone. It was red and swollen and there were a
few places where there were drops of blood still oozing
out.
My breasts were turning black and blue already and I
couldn't even touch them. It would be days before I
could put a blouse on.
I finally stood up and flushed the toilet. I went to
check on Mel and she was just sitting on the bench in
the shower waiting for me. She stepped out and I turned
on the water and then we took a long hot shower.
When we dried off and went out to the living room to
make sure that all of the men were gone. I checked the
time and it was after 7:00 PM! The rape and torture had
gone on for nearly seven hours.
I guided Mel back to our bedroom and put her on the bed
and examined her. Her butt and her vagina were both red
and swollen, but I couldn't see any sign that she had
been torn. Her little nipples were also bruised and
swollen. I sat beside her and said, "That was too much,
that was more than I expected, more than ever before. I
am sorry baby; I will kill him before I'll let him do
that again."
Mel just looked at me with a faraway look in her eyes
for a moment, and then she hugged me and started to
cry. That was all it took for me. The two of us hugged
and cried for a long time. When she finally calmed down
I left her on my bed and went to the living room.
Mom was sitting alone in a chair, just staring at a
wall. I walked past her to the kitchen and poured us
both a stiff drink. I took them back to the living room
and handed one to her. She sipped at it absently and I
asked her, "Was it good for you?"
She looked up at me and I saw the agony she was in. It
was plastered all over her face. I looked at her body.
There were more than a hundred bleeding little pin
holes in her tits, and her nipples were still bleeding
slowly from the deep wounds that the clamps had left.
There were little round red marks all over her body
which I assumed were from the cattle prod. There were
all sorts of miscellaneous bruises and welts and one of
her lips was cut and bleeding.
But she had looked up when I spoke and she was sipping
her drink, so I knew she was hearing me.
"I won't go through that again," I said. "I won't let
them do that to my daughter again. I will kill them all
first, every last one of them."
Mom looked up at me for a minute and then just shrugged
and went back to staring at the wall.
I finished my drink and then went and made us both
another. Then I sat down on the couch and said, "Tell
me about that room."
She didn't answer at first. Then she started talking
quietly.
"It was just storage until you ran away. About five
years after you left, Pug spent the weekend emptying
the room. On Monday a dozen men showed up to build onto
the room. They took their time because they spent all
of their time having sex with me. But finally it was
done on the outside. Pug added extra insulation and
made it soundproof. Then he put in the wood on the
walls. The builders had done the stonework. He put in a
stone floor. Then he started building those benches and
tables and accumulating all of that torture stuff.
Mostly it was just Pug and me and sometimes the guys.
But Pug never let it get out of hand. It was just rough
sex. And that was fine.
After you killed Pug I locked the room up and just kind
of forgot about it. I met Kevin that day and a couple
of days later he came over and used me the way Kevin
likes to use a woman and that was fine too. But then he
called Ray and they talked. Kevin found out about the
room and I guess he got all excited."
"The next time he came over I had to show him the room
and he loved it. And there was nobody to make sure he
didn't get carried away. Then he had a party with the
other four and I was in that room for almost the entire
weekend. There weren't any dogs, but I did everything
else in there for all five of them. Kevin really likes
those needles and sharp clamps, and that fucking cattle
prod!"
"Maybe I missed it," I said sarcastically, "but I don't
remember your mentioning that mother fucking room!"
I don't believe it! She actually looked guilty for just
a second!
"When are they coming back?" I asked.
"They probably won't be back for three or four days.
They usually give me that long to recover."
I got up and gulped down the rest of my drink and went
to bed. I tried to sneak into bed but Mel was still
awake. I got in beside her and held her gently and
promised her that it would never happen again.
I expected that we would both be crippled the next
morning. But we took some Tylenol and I put a couple of
suppositories in most of our orifices and we were able
to get around some.
After breakfast I asked Mel if she would like to try to
get dressed and go down to the little park nearby and
get some air. We had been in the house for two days and
I had to get away from my mother for a while, before I
strangled her. She agreed to try and we went down the
hall and put on some loose fitting clothes.
On the way out I told mom we were going to the park and
we left. She didn't even look up.
It was a pleasant Monday morning and there was almost
no one around. We made it to the bandstand and tried to
relax for a while. The old bandstand needed a coat of
paint, but it still seemed strong enough to hold a
band.
We sat together. Mel stretched out and laid her head in
my lap. I looked down at her and gently smoothed her
hair and caressed her cheek.
I had put my head back and my eyes were closed when I
heard a noise. I looked up and saw a man had come up
into the bandstand. He spotted us and said, "Oh excuse
me. I didn't know anyone was here."
He turned around and started to leave, and then he
turned back and looked at me closely.
I looked at him to see if he was going to say anything
when suddenly I knew who it was. I yelled "Todd!" the
same time that he yelled "Dani!"
I got up suddenly and ran to him and we hugged. I
didn't even feel the pain in my boobs at first, I was
that happy to see him.
I finally pulled back and introduced him to Melody. She
sat up and tried to be friendly, but she was really
feeling bad.
I saw that look in his eyes. The look he always got
when Pug had worked me over real good the night before.
"I don't get it!" he exploded. "You were gone. You were
free. I even read where you killed the bastard and I
cheered for you. And now you're back?"
I pulled him over to the bench where we had been
sitting and I told him everything that had happened
since I ran away. While we were talking I noticed that
his eyes were the exact same gray blue color as Mel's.
I told him about how I had worked my ass off and gotten
an education and raised my daughter to be nearly
perfect. I told him what had happened when Pug showed
up. Then I told him how it had all come apart.
When I was done he pulled me close and I cried all over
him, just like the good old days. After I had calmed
down and sat up he reached over and unbuttoned my
blouse and looked at my tortured chest. He shook his
head and then he nodded towards Mel and I started
crying again. I nodded and he held me again.
When I calmed down again he said, "Now what?"
I said, "I don't know. I told my mother that that was
the last time. If they tried that again I would kill
all five of them. But I don't know what to do. If I had
some place to go I wouldn't be here. I can't get a job
because of that bastard Pug. I am broke. And god, you
must be awful sick of my whining. Tell me about you."
"After you left I was hopeless for a long time. I had
it bad for you. But I understood why you left. I just
wish you had tried to get in touch with me."
"I'm sorry," I said, "I wanted to. I thought about you
every day. I still think about you all the time. You
are the only guy that was ever nice to me." I kissed
him and then sat back to let him continue.
"I finished school," he said, "but I couldn't go to
college. My grades weren't good enough for a
scholarship and my parents didn't have any money. So I
went to work. I continued to live at home and pay my
folks room and board and they were fine with that.
And I was able to save some money."
"I went to work for a nice old man in a plumbing supply
store. He taught me everything he knew, and he knew
everything, especially how to make custom fittings for
unusual installations. That is pretty much of a lost
art now."
"Then, about five years after I had started working for
him, he came to me and told me that he was going to
have to retire and he was going to sell the business. I
panicked at first. But then I asked him how much he was
going to sell for, and it turned out that, with a small
loan and my savings I could swing it."
"The old guy, Mr. Jeffries, was happy to sell to me and
even knocked a bunch off the price. I had the loan paid
off the first year. Mr. Jeffries had always had a good
reputation, and I did the same kind of job he did. Plus
he recommended me to everyone he knew, and he knew just
about everyone."
"After two years I started expanding. I had to do
something; I was making too much money. It didn't hurt
that I was the only person to go to for a lot of the
custom fittings in those big mega-bucks mansions people
are moving into around this part of the country. Now I
have the largest plumbing supply store in a five state
area and I have hired well. I have trained my people
and the place almost runs itself. I go in and do
paperwork and solve an impossible problem every now and
then just for the fun of it."
"Are you married?" I asked. Surely he must be. He is
the perfect man after all.
"I was," he said with a wry grin. "But I got married
too soon. I wasn't over you. I'm still not over you."
I looked at him in disbelief. Surely he was just
teasing me. I am way beyond damaged goods now.
"Oh god Todd, If only that were true, I never stopped
loving you. But look at me. I am a mess. I have a
daughter. And there are those movies. The old ones all
seem to be back east now. But in the last two days they
have made more. And they are awful. You wouldn't want
to have pictures like that start showing up of your
wife."
"I was noticing your beautiful daughter. She has my
eyes doesn't she?"
I nodded.
"I can take care of the movies, and Kevin, and the gang
of four too. Well, I can't. But I have business
acquaintances that specialize in that kind of work.
They can get those movies back and make sure those five
pricks don't get within a mile of you again. I can
guarantee that."
"Think about this Todd. You think you know what I, what
we have been through? Well, it was worse than that. I
am really damaged goods sweetheart."
I glanced at Mel and she was following this
conversation closely. I had told her that I had only
one boyfriend in my life and I suppose that she
realized that it was Todd. I wondered if she was
wondering if Todd was her father.
"Yeah," he said with a smile. "You always were a fuck
up."
I slapped at him and he didn't even bother to duck. He
just pulled me close again and kissed me and said, "I
still love you. Come away with me, today."
I was starting to get excited. He really meant it! He
had always been the man of my dreams, and now it looked
like my dreams were going to come true.
I turned to Mel and said, "Well baby, how do you feel
about running away to live with this crazy bastard."
She smiled and said, "Can't be much worse than what we
have now, can it?"
He smiled at her and said, "Ten years old and already a
smart ass! Just like me. We may have to have a DNA test
done."
Todd stood up and said, "Come on, let's go get whatever
you need for tonight. We'll tell your mother you are
going with me and that someone will come pick up the
rest of your things later, alright?"
I was so excited I couldn't talk. I didn't even care
how badly my boobs hurt, I hugged him tight and then
helped Mel up and we started to leave the bandstand.
Then I remembered something. "Wait," I said suddenly.
"There is one more thing that your friends might be
able to help with."
Todd looked at Mel and said, "Damn, she's starting to
nag already!"
Mel smiled and said, "Yeah, but she has good days too."
"Todd," I said, "do you remember Kevin?"
He got a disgusted look on his face and said, "Yeah, I
remember that asshole, oops, sorry Mel."
Mel said, "Don't be, he is."
I told Todd about Sera. I asked if he could do anything
for her.
He was pretty sure that his friends could fix just
about anything.
We walked slowly back to the house and mom never said a
word while we packed up a few things and left with
Todd. I left my old Chevy wagon in the driveway and
Todd drove us home in his large, luxurious Mercedes. I
felt like an imposter. Like someone would come and
check my ID and make me get the hell out of the nice
car.
As we drove Mel kept staring at Todd. He asked her what
she was looking at and she said, "It would be nice if
you were my dad. I like you. Can we really have that
DNA test?"
"You know what that is?" he asked, surprised.
Mel nodded.
Todd said, "Maybe it would be better if we didn't. You
and Dani can come live with me and I can be your dad
and we can love each other and I can protect you and it
won't matter what a blood test says. Think about it for
a while."
"Okay," she said, but she sounded unconvinced.
I suddenly became aware of the houses we were passing
on the street. Well, it isn't fair to call them houses.
These were some of those mansions he was talking about
making custom plumbing fixtures for.
I turned to him and I didn't know what to say. Less
than ten years ago he got a job because he couldn't
afford to go to college. Now he lives in a mansion?!
"Um, do you live around here," I finally asked.
He smiled and turned into the driveway of what appeared
to be the largest, fanciest house around.
"You're kidding, right?" I asked, incredulously.
He said, "Well, I might do that to you, but not to
Melody. Come on in and let me show you your new house."
He pushed a button and the garage door opened and we
went in through the five car garage. Every slot was
filled with a fancy car except for the last which had
five huge motorcycles parked side by side.
We followed him to the door to the house and he said,
"Close your mouth and come on in."
I can't even describe it. It was a palace! It took him
more than half an hour to show us around. And we didn't
see everything. We did see the huge pool in the back
yard with the waterfall and the hot tub. I had seen
houses like this on TV. I never expected to see the
inside of one, much less live in one.
I caught his hand and pulled him close and said, "Todd,
I don't know how to say this. I don't belong in a nice
place like this. I won't know how to act. I won't know
what to say to your friends and neighbors. And what if
they find out about my past?"
Todd looked at Mel and said, "Well sweetheart, I guess
your mom doesn't want to stay here with us. Will you
miss her as much as I will?"
Mel smiled and said, "Maybe, I'm not sure."
"Todd! I'm serious. I don't know how to act around rich
people!"
"I find that it is best to act like Todd. I recommend
that you act like Dani. Anybody that doesn't like it
can go to hell."
Todd cooked us a nice meal out on the grill. The steaks
were as thick as my leg. Before he started cooking
though, he went in and made some phone calls. After
dinner we were invited to use the pool.
I told Todd that we didn't have bathing suits. He said
that was no problem. He had a specially built clothing
optional pool. So we all stripped off and went for a
skinny dip. Mel and I had been so charmed that we had
forgotten what our bodies must look like. I caught Todd
trying not to cringe as he looked at our bruised
bodies.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I know how it must look. I
promised never to go back there. I swore never to take
my baby back there. Desperation makes you do some
pretty dumb things."
Todd kissed me lightly and said, "Please stop
apologizing for being a victim. If you don't I suppose
I'll have to beat you."
A buzzer sounded and Todd looked up. "Someone is at the
door, I'll be right back."
He got out of the pool and put on a robe and went
inside.
When he was gone Mel put her arms around me and hugged
me and said, "Mom, I like him, a lot. And not just
because he lives in a castle."
I hugged her and said, "He is a good man, Mel. I really
screwed up when I ran away without telling him. I hope
I can make it up to him."
Todd came back out through the patio doors and he had
Sera with him. She looked scared and Mel and I both got
out of the water and ran over to her. I pulled her
close and hugged her and then I sat her down in a
chair. I told her that she was free of Kevin and his
friends. I asked her to come and live with us. I
promised her that she would never be abused or tortured
or raped again. She could go to school and have the
kind of life every kid deserves.
She looked like she was waiting for the punch line. I
didn't know what to say to put her at ease.
Todd came close and sat next to her. "Sera, my name is
Todd," he said. "Dani used to be my girlfriend a long
time ago. Now she is going to be my girlfriend again,
maybe even my wife if I get her drunk and talk her into
it.
We would like you to come live with us, and Mel of
course. I don't rape young girls. Well, I don't rape
any girls. You will be safe here and protected as much
as a parent can protect a young person. You have been
through a lot and I would like to get someone that can
help you, a counselor for people that have been abused.
Someone to help you get over the things that were done
to you so that you can feel safe again and build up
your self esteem and fall in love some day.
Sera looked at me, as if to ask if she were dreaming. I
hugged her and said, "It's real baby. He is a good man,
a very good man. And you aren't the only one that might
need help with recovery. You probably had it the worst,
knowing Kevin, but all three of us could use a little
help, and maybe we can help each other.
Mel came up and stood in front of Sera and said,
"Please stay Sera, you can be my big sister."
Sera started sobbing, almost out of control. I held her
close and Mel went to get her some water. When she
finally calmed down we went inside and sat in the den
and talked quietly until after midnight. We talked
about our fears and our hopes and just generally made
Todd very uncomfortable.
Finally we all went upstairs and when Sera saw her new
room she couldn't believe it. We started to leave for
our own rooms but I thought it might be a good idea if
the girls shared a room for a couple of nights until
they were more comfortable. They liked that idea. So
Todd and I left them to get better acquainted and went
to our room. I mean our suite. Christ! The master
bedroom suite is bigger than Pug's house, even
including the torture chamber. And the bathroom is
bigger than my apartment had been back east. Hell, the
closet was bigger than my apartment had been!
Considering how fucked up we three females were, things
went pretty smoothly after we got settled in. We all
got some rape counseling. When our stories started
coming out the counselor was overwhelmed. She thought
that we were remarkably well balanced, considering what
we had been through. I thought so too. Even Sera
progressed quickly.
Sera had not been to school since the third grade. But
she had snuck books into her room and was a prolific
reader. We hired a tutor for her and by the beginning
of the next school year she was ready to join her peers
in her sophomore year of high school. She had to
undergo some extensive testing. We learned that she had
an extremely high IQ. It was tragic to think what she
might have become if she had been nourished and
protected and allowed to grow up normally. But she was
adjusting.
Mel was even better. She really got over it fast. She
was always my anchor when I lived back east. She was
almost a better parent than I was.
Todd and I are married now, very happily. And we were
both pleased to learn that despite all that had
happened; I still had a very healthy sex drive.
One day, just for the hell of it, I snuck some samples
of Todd's hair and Mel's hair and took them to a lab. I
didn't tell them. I don't know if I will or not. Todd
is her father. But they couldn't be any closer than
they are now, and I can't help thinking that Sera might
feel left out if I told everyone about the DNA test. So
I'll keep it to myself for now.
I never heard from my mother again. Not until years
later when she died and I was her sole heir. She must
have sold the warehouse business, because when the
estate was finally settled I ended up with a check for
close to thirty million. That prime waterfront real
estate must have been worth it's weight in gold.
I never saw the four stooges again either. Ray, Ted,
Floyd and Jack all became fuzzy memories, but not
Kevin. I had nightmares about him for years. So did
Sera. The nightmares finally ended when Kevin and Sean
were arrested for a rape and grisly torture-murder of a
young girl. They are both on death row now and we
followed the trial closely. Sera and I have both found
that since they were convicted and put on death row the
nightmares have ended.
THE END
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To that small group of disturbed people who have
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank
you.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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