Innocence Betrayed - A Thanatos Society Tale - Part 9
"Behold, my love, behold all that I simultaneously do: scandal, seduction, bad
example, incest, adultery, sodomy! Oh, Satan! one and unique God of my soul,
inspire thou in me something yet more, present further perversions to my smoking
heart, and then shalt thou see how I shall plunge myself into them all!"
--------------- Marquis de Sade (1740-1814)
Having just witnessed the torture and castration of a fellow slave, the stunned
fourteen year-old captive follows Mistress Olga and her new owner out of the
chamber to the elevator.
Master Parker is a commanding figure despite his diminutive stature and
high-pitched voice. A malevolent energy radiates from the man. Even completely
naked, but for jackboots, he seems invulnerable. His muscular body gleams in
the subdued lights of the hallway.
While in the lift, Master Parker tells Olga that the yellow dildo in Ivy's cunt
should be removed so that he and the clients of the Bordello can have quick and
easy access to her "charms".
"As soon as we get up to Level Three, make sure that it the plastic cock is
removed," he tells Olga without looking around. "She can't escape from the
building, and if by some miracle she does, she'd never make off the estate."
The third level of the mansion contains the infirmary, a dining room, elaborate
theatrical dressing rooms and the sleeping quarters of the young whores.
Master Parker and Olga bring Ivy into the dressing room. Scores of different
costumes hang on racks along one wall. On the opposite wall are several
dressing tables with large mirrors.
The Russian orders Ivy to go to a clear space beside one of the walls. She
orders the teen to do a handstand and to rest her feet against the wall. Ivy
does so with the ease of a trained gymnast. "Spread your legs," Olga orders.
Ivy does so. The older woman reaches between the teen's legs and grasps the end
of the thick dildo. With her other hand she twists the base of the plastic
cock. Ivy moans with relief as the spikes anchoring the dildo into her cunt
flesh retract into the head of the cock. Olga slowly withdraws the torture
device from her bruised vagina.
"Stay like that," says Olga. "We don't want your cunt slime leaking out and
staining your stockings." The dominatrix inserts a tampon into Ivy. This is the
first thing that has been put in Ivy's vagina that didn't cause pain since she
was brought to Thanatos Manor.
As Ivy gets to her feet she thinks that maybe the Bambino Bordello may not be so
bad. After all, she's been there for a few hours and no one has tried to hurt
her. Suddenly it dawns on her that just a week ago she would have been
flabbergasted if someone told her that she would consider life in a whorehouse
to be a desirable way of life. She is crestfallen. How miserable her life has
become!
"If you have to go to the bathroom, go now," the Russian orders.
For the past hour Ivy has had to get rid of the recycled shit in her system. As
she walks into the large bathroom that adjoins the dressing area she sees that
the stalls have no doors. Even more remarkable is the fact that the toilets
appear to be made of a clear plastic. She enters a stall. When she looks into
the toilet bowl she sees a tiny camera fixed to its side.
"Some of our clients are aroused by the sight of a beautiful boy of girl
shitting or pissing," explains Olga as she follows Ivy into the stall. "So we
record all slaves' bowel movements and sell the videotapes."
She goes on. "Before you sit down remove the tampon from your cunt."
Ivy does so. The absorbent cotton has soaked up a combination of Ivy's blood,
her vaginal fluids and some of the hot, itching emulsion that has plagued her
since she departed Thanatos Manor. Before she has a chance to drop it in the
toilet, Olga stops her.
"Don't flush that," she orders with a smile. "Instead I want you to hold it in
your mouth like a dog bone, bitch."
Ivy swallows with revulsion but places the slimy tampon in her mouth. She then
resigns herself to having her bowel movement filmed for the amusement of some of
the more bizarre clients of the bordello.
When Ivy is finished she is given instructions on the use of the bidets that
sits in a corner of the room. She is allowed to flush out her vagina with a
soothing douche. Finally, she is permitted to spit the tampon in a garbage
receptacle.
All this time, the diminutive Master Parker has been watching Ivy. Her air of
innocence despite her recent ordeals enchants him. The sight of the swell of
her developing breasts delights him, as do her hips that are just beginning to
flare as she matures. He appreciates how the lacy white suspenders of her
garter belt frame her pert little bum. Her face remains that of a child despite
her pouting red lips. His giant cock begins to swell as he watches her move
gracefully about the room.
"Mistress Olga," he says. "I was going to wait until later to sample the
delights of Ivy, but I think that I would like to fuck her now."
He orders Ivy down on all fours on the floor of the large bathroom. Ivy does
as instructed. Olga tells her to spread her knees a bit. When Ivy obeys her
owner steps up behind her. Because of his short stature, his enormous cock is
almost at the same level as her tiny cunt. He steps onto her calves. Ivy
grunts as his boots dig into her tender flesh. Despite his short stature he
must weigh as much as Ivy.
Master Parker insinuates the tip of his cock into the folds of her labia. To
the fourteen-year-old captive's dismay his large rod is ice cold. She gasps at a
sharp pain in both hips as he grasps her. She hadn't noticed that his
fingernails were filed to sharp points. Slowly and inexorably he pushes his
foot-long cock into her vagina. She feels like she's being raped with an icicle.
"O-o-o-h-h-h!" she moans as the huge organ plunges into her core. This is the
largest cock that has ever violated her tender blossom. Every millimetre of her
bruised internal flesh hurts as her owner continues to plow his enormous penis
into her. Ivy fears that her flesh is about to tear. Master Parker's cock not
even half way into the fourteen year-old before he rams into the opening of her
cervix. Her shriek of pain echoes off the walls of the large bathroom. His
grunts are a counterpoint to her cries as he cruelly batters her with his
club-like organ.
Parker's bizarre red eyes are gleaming while he rapes his young new fuck-toy.
Olga is watching Ivy's ravishment. "Ivy, if you're crying now, what will you do
if Master Parker ever decides to fuck you with a spiked cock-ring on his
magnificent organ?"
The entrance to Ivy's cervix is being pummelled. She has fallen forward so that
her cheek rests on the floor. In a daze, her screams have subsided to pathetic
moans that match the rhythm of the remorseless internal beating. As the huge
member pistons in and out of her, drops of semen and cunt juice form a puddle on
the floor between Ivy's knees. Another puddle of saliva and tears spreads at
the drooling teen's head.
With a huge grunt the dwarf begins to cum. Ivy can feel the icy cock inside her
pulsate again and again. He continues to saw in and out of her as what feels
like cupfuls of sperm leak out of Ivy onto the floor. At last he pulls his huge
member out beaten snatch. It is still spitting cum. Ribbons of thick, pearly
slime decorate the teenage girl's buttocks and back. His ejaculation is so
powerful that a dollop of cock goo flies the length of Ivy's torso and splats
wetly onto her cheek. It slides over her lips to mix with the puddle of her
drool on the floor.
Ivy collapses onto the floor, exhausted.
"Well," remarks Master Parker in his high-pitched voice as he steps away from
Ivy, "that was pleasant."
Olga orders Ivy to get up and crawl over to her Master and to clean off his cock
with her mouth. Ivy does as ordered and then licks up the puddles of semen,
cunt juice and tears that lay on the floor. When she is finished she stands up.
"You stupid girl," hisses the older woman. "Look what you've done to your
stockings."
Ivy looks behind her to see that there are runs in the backs of Ivy's white
stockings. Not surprisingly Master Parker's boots have torn through the
delicate fabric. To make matters worse, now that she is standing up small
streams of sperm are trickling out of her pussy and running down her inner
thighs, wetting the tops of her stockings.
"Never mind that," interrupts Master Parker. Ivy is astonished to see that
Master Parker already has an erection despite shooting his wad into her just
moments before.
"I want Ivy in a Catholic schoolgirl outfit tonight. Take her to the dressing
room and make sure she's dressed properly for the opening festivities.
"Oh, by the way. Is everything on schedule?"
"Yes," replies Olga. "I've told Boris and Yuri to come up and prepare Ivy.
They should be on their way up. When they get here I'll go downstairs to make
sure everything is in order."
As soon as she says this the Russian twin teenaged boys, who helped unpack Ivy
appear. Ivy is embarrassed to stand nearly naked in front of the two boys. She
notices that their cocks are getting harder as they watch at her.
"Ivy," says Boris in heavily accented English as he goes to a dressing table.
"You are very beautiful. - Miss Teen America. Take off your garter belt and
stockings then come sit down in front of the mirror and we will get you ready
for tonight."
The teenager does as she is told and hops up completely nude onto an adjustable
chair. It can be raised and lowered and it reclines. While Boris goes off to
find Ivy's costume his brother Yuri adjusts the chair so that Ivy is lying back
at a forty-five degree angle. Bright lights shine on her face. The youth
removes all of Ivy's make-up with cold cream. By the time his brother has
returned Ivy once again looks like the beautiful and innocent fresh-faced girl
she used to be.
Yuri expertly applies just a little blush and very subtle eyeliner to her face.
She needs no mascara for her eyelashes are naturally long and curly. Boris
laughs and says something to his brother in Russian. Yuri looks down at the
chair between Ivy's naked legs and begins to laugh too.
"Ivy, you little slut," he says. "You're leaking."
Sure enough a small rivulet of Master Parker's sperm has trickled out of Ivy's
cunt and formed a small puddle on the leather seat.
Yuri says, "That will make excellent lip gloss. Part your lips Miss Teen
America."
As Ivy obeys, the Russian youth reaches between her legs and dips two fingers
into the puddle of sperm.
He rubs the thick liquid on Ivy's plump lips so that they shine.
Yuri adjusts the seatback so that Ivy is upright and then he begins to brush her
raven hair. He starts to braid her hair while Boris shows the captive teen her
school uniform.
Ivy is shocked to see that it is almost identical to the uniform that she wore
to her Catholic school before she was taken to Thanatos Manor. Only this
uniform is a mockery of her old one. If she were to wear it to Our Mother of
Perpetual Agony the scandalised nuns would have expelled her.
Yuri finishes braiding her hair by fixing a barrette to either side of her head.
Ivy looks at herself in the mirror. The hair ornaments are very similar to the
colourful plastic ones she used to wear before her capture. Except these
barrettes, instead of resembling ribbons or butterflies, are shaped like
miniature erect penises. The tip of each appears to be spurting white plastic
sperm onto her black hair.
Boris now takes over dressing Ivy for the evening festivities. He signals his
brother who grasps Ivy's wrists in his strong hands and holds them at her sides.
Boris then informs Ivy that she is to wear no bra tonight. In order to ensure
that her nipples stay erect the Russian fondles them until they harden. He then
fits tiny elastics around the base of each nubbin of flesh. The elastic
squeezes the engorged flesh so tightly that the blood is trapped in them.
Immediately her Ivy's nipples begin to redden and throb.
Yuri lets go of Ivy's wrists and orders her to stand up. Boris hands her a
white shirt. Ivy puts it on. The shirts she wore at school were made of heavy
cotton and were not fitted. This one is of a very sheer fabric and is very
close fitting. Boris tells her to do up only the top two buttons and to tie the
shirttails in a knot just below her tits. Ivy looks at herself in the mirror.
The shirt only covers her breasts, leaving her mid-drift bare. Because it is so
translucent, her creamy mounds and erect nipples are on clear display.
Boris hands Ivy a man's tie. At school her tie was red with the school crest
emblazoned in gold thread. This tie is also red but it is graced with the coat
of arms of the Thanatos Society. It is so short that, once tied, it extends
only between the lovely teenager's breasts, leaving her belly bare.
Next Boris hands her the school kilt. It is patterned with the same green
tartan that she wore at school. But, that one was quite heavy and went down to
just below her knees. In fact the sisters at Our Lady of Perpetual Agony would
make a girl kneel on the floor. If the hem of her kilt did not touch the floor
she was sent home. Ivy's kilt back home had a vertical slit in it that was held
firmly in place by a large silver safety pin. The short skirt that she is
fastening around her hips now is tiny. Its hem barely conceals the lips of her
naked vagina. What is worse, this tiny skirt has a vertical slit running along
the top of her left thigh. Only there is no safety pin to hold it closed.
Every time the fourteen year-old takes a step the kilt will open to reveal her
vagina.
Ivy sits down again to pull on white knee socks. Finally the teen put on black
patent leather Mary Jane shoes and stands up.
The two boys slowly circle her admiring their handiwork.
"You look very pretty, Ivy," says Yuri. "Boris, you did a wonderful job
shining her shoes. Look. You can see her cunt reflected on her toes.
Ivy is very humiliated. That and the pain in her bound nipples serves to remind
her of the hell she is living in.
"Ivy," continues Yuri. "I think you should show your appreciation for our
efforts by getting down on your knees and sucking our cocks. Unfortunately
there's no time. The honoured guests are arriving and you should go downstairs
to be with them. I believe Master Parker has a place of honour for you in the
festivities."
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The two boys lead Ivy down a large central staircase to the main level of the
mansion. There are many men and a few women mingling with the youthful
prostitutes. Much of what will go on tonight will be filmed for distribution to
members of the Thanatos Society and some of it will be distributed to wealthy
patrons of pornography. For that reason many of the guests are wearing masks to
hide their identities.
Her innocent beauty quickly attracts the attention of some of the guests. In no
time she is being pawed and fondled by cruel looking strangers. Ivy cries out
as one man pinches her left nipple through her thin shirt.
"Gentlemen and ladies!" announces Mistress Olga from the head of the large
stairway. "Welcome to the Bambino Bordello. If you proceed down that corridor
to the Theater of Pain we will begin our opening ceremonies."
"Boys and girls!" she continues. "Follow Yuri and Boris. They will lead you to
your stations.
"Ivy. You come with me."
The teen follows the Russian dominatrix down the hall through the double doors
of the Theater of Pain.
Ivy is impressed by the opulence of the room. A relatively large thrust stage
is surrounded on three sides by two rows of luxurious seats.
"As you can see, Ivy," says Olga. "This is a fully equipped theatre. It would
be the envy of any company of actors. Of course, everything that goes on here
will be filmed for the amusement of members of the Society."
Ivy notices that the guests have congregated around a large table near the front
door that holds silver trays of champagne. As they enjoy their drinks Olga
explains that the wine is spiked with a chemical developed in the Thanatos Labs
called Spermspinner. Once consumed it enables a man to have multiple climaxes
and to produce copious amounts of sperm.
"With only one dose a man can cum over and over again," she continues. "In
fact, you'll notice a bottle of mineral water in the holder on the armrest of
each chair. Without replenishing themselves our guests would produce so much
sperm in an hour that they would become dehydrated."
"Master Parker has decided that you will have the honour of being the receptacle
for much of that sperm."
While she is speaking two large leather-clad men come up to Olga. Without a
word they take the fourteen-year-old prisoner to a low platform near the back of
the tiny theater.
Thrusting up vertically in the middle of the platform is a large black dildo on
an adjustable rod. The cock is coated with an orange paste.
Ivy is forced to kneel on the floor. Her pussy is directly over the plastic
phallus.
As one man fastens her ankles and calves to the floor with metal brackets, the
other one adjusts the rod so that the tip of the dildo just touches her cunt
lips.
Ivy gasps as her girl-flesh begins to burn.
A small group of men have gathered in front of the platform and watch as the
leather wearing giant pushes the plastic prick further into Ivy's vagina.
She begins to shriek. Her cunt feels like it is on fire.
Her cries make the guests smile.
"Gentlemen," explains Olga who has been supervising the two men. "Let me
introduce you to Innocent Ivy. This fourteen year-old fucktoy is a recent
addition to the stable of Thanatos Society sex slaves. The reason she is in
such distress is that the plastic cock in her cunt has been coated with a paste
made up of Habanero peppers. This type of pepper is one hundred and fifty time
hotter than the Jalapeno."
As Olga speeks Ivy squirms and cries. One of the handlers grasps her head while
his colleague fits a chrome-plated metal device in Ivy's mouth and fastens it in
place with straps that go around her head. She cannot close her mouth!
Finally they fasten the poor girl's hands behind her back with handcuffs.
The pepper paste on the dildo is causing her cunt to produce a copious amount of
juice in order to wash out the burning liquid. Soon the insides of both of her
thighs are soaked with orange-tinged cunt slime. Blessedly the burning in her
snatch lessens.
Olga bends down and runs her finger along the inside of Ivy's right thigh. She
holds the slime-covered digit before the girl and then rubs it along the inside
of her mouth. Immediately Ivy's mouth begins to burn.
The theater lights dim momentarily. A signal for the guests to take their
seats.
Soon Ivy is left alone. Through tear blurred eyes she can see the stage.
The house lights dim and Master Parker walks onto the stage to the polite
applause of the audience.
"Gentlemen and ladies," he announces. "Welcome to the St Petersburg Bambino
Bordello. I know many of you have travelled great distances to get here. I
assure you that your trip will be worthwhile.
"You have noticed, no doubt, the beautiful Ivy at the back of the theatre. She
is there to serve as a container for your cum. Feel free to use her as many
times as you wish during the opening ceremonies. This will be her first
experience of Bukkake.
"By the way, don't be concerned that we are filming the festivities. Your
faces, should they be caught on camera, will be blurred."
Ivy flinches as heads turn to gaze at her impaled helplessly on a burning cock.
"For those of you who are first-time visitors to a Bambino Bordello, let me
explain a little about the institutions. There are over thirty located in major
cities around the world. We are very popular and are always looking for new
talent. Our recent association with he Thanatos Society has helped to resolve
our recruitment problems.
"We are an equal opportunity organization. We offer both boys and girls to our
clients. The unique thing about our houses is that none of our whores is older
than sixteen. In fact, some of them are as young as four while the average age
is thirteen." He laughs. "You might call them pedoprostitutes or 'pedopros'."
"One of the reasons we go through young cunt and cock so quickly is that the
Bordellos often put on extravaganzas for their clients. These shows often take
quite a toll on our young performers.
"Now without further ado, let the show begin."
Ivy watches as the theatre is plunged into darkness. She can hear stagehands
setting up props on the stage. After a few minutes the lights come back on.
The stage set resembles a child's playground. A swing, a seesaw, a sandbox and
a tricycle have been set up on a field of artificial grass. The audience
members murmur in amusement. Ivy can see that this is a playground for the
depraved for the seats of the swing and the seesaw are adorned with dildos.
Rising from the centre of each seat is a bright red plastic cock about six
inches high and two inches thick. A similar dildo has replaced the seat of the
tricycle.
Four boys come onto the stage. Each one is leading a girl by a leash fastened
to a ring on the front of a metal collar fitted snugly around her neck. The boys
range in ages from twelve to fifteen. Each one wears a Boy Scout outfit and
carries a riding crop. The girls appear to be ten to twelve years of age. They
wear no clothing,
Ivy has never seen such beautiful youths in her life. Each girl has flawless
skin and an angelic face. The younger girls are flat chested except for budding
nipples. Their hips have not begun to develop feminine curves. The older girls
have tiny swelling breasts with prominent pink nipples. They are beginning to
bloom as women.
Ivy notices that one of the guests has left his seat and is coming towards her.
He stops in front of her and grasps the top of her head. He has already taken
his cock out and is stroking it. He holds Ivy's head so that his dick is
pointing at her propped open mouth. As the each boy on the stage brings one of
the girls to a playground apparatus, the man grunts. His cock spews a gusher of
sperm into Ivy's mouth. His first ejaculation has filled the fourteen year-old
captives mouth to overflowing. He continues to cum, splashing cupfuls of sperm
onto Ivy's face. She gags and tries to swallow the cum in her mouth. Streams
of semen flow down her face and onto her tie and thin shirt. More creamy sperm
slides down both cheeks and drips off of her chin.
The man smiles and returns to watch the show. Ivy blinks furiously to clear the
sperm from her eyes. She notices that the man who had just hosed her with a
pint of cum still has a hard on.
One of the boys on the stage has led a ten-year-old girl to the swing. She
kneels on the artificial grass and bends her head to lick the dildo, lubricating
it with her saliva. She then stand up and mounts the swing. She slowly lowers
herself on the artificial cock. She squeals as the plastic club forces open the
tight lips of her cunt. The Boy Scout stands behind her. Her pushes down on
her shoulders, forcing all six inches of the phallus into her small vagina.
Two more girls whimper as they are compelled to sit on the dildos that are fixed
to the centres of the seesaw seats. The fourth girl is led to the tricycle.
She hesitates to mount the cock that has replaced the seat until the boy with
her gives her a few smart whacks with his riding crop.
The boy with the girl on the swing begins to push her so that she goes higher
and higher. The little girl on the swing is crying from the pain of the dick
that fills her cunt. The boy continues to push her but orders her to let go of
the chains supporting the swing and to put her hands behind her head. She does
so. He pushes the swing harder so that the girl is now travelling in great
arcs. The only thing preventing her from slipping from the swing is the dildo
firmly planted in her vagina.
Meanwhile, the each lass on the seesaw has been ordered to link her fingers
behind her head and to begin. A pretty eleven-year-old hesitates so that the
boy with her uses his crop on the back of her knees. She quickly falls to the
ground and screams with pain as the dildo jams all the way into her when her end
of the teeter-totter hits the floor. A similar cry erupts from the
twelve-year-old as she is lifted into the air, the dildo driving into her poor
cunny. The boys lay their crops across the girls' backs so that in no time they
are rhythmically going up and down.
The girl on the tricycle is pedalling around the other apparatuses. Her Boy
Scout companion is standing on the platform at the back of the trike. He is
directing her by pinching her nipples. The left one to turn left and the right
one to go the other way. He has forced her to hold his riding crop between her
teeth so that he can free both hands to steer her.
Soon a second and third guest goes to the back of the theater where Ivy kneels
impaled on her platform. They stand on either side of her and jerk off. The
man on her left cums first, squirting a copious load of yellow-white slime right
between her eyes. As that load slides down her face the second man fires his
load into her right eye. The burning liquid blinds her temporarily and Ivy
blinks furiously to clear her vision. The goo quickly slides down her right
cheek and drips onto her shirt.
While the captive children continue to play in that hellish school yard eight
more men go to the back of the hall to relieve their bursting testicles on Ivy's
face.
The chemically enhanced men can fill her oral cavity with spunk faster than she
can swallow it. Twice Ivy mouth has filled to the brim with semen and overflowed
over her lips, down her chin and onto her chest.
On the stage the boy scouts allow their charges to dismount from their
playground torture devices. The four young ladies line up to face their
audience. They glisten with perspiration. Two girls are clutching their naked
cunts as blood slowly oozes down the inside of their legs. At a signal from the
oldest boy the girls bow to the members of the audience and are led off the
stage to polite applause.
The stage darkens while the second set is struck Madame Olga goes back to check
on Ivy.
"Oh my dear", she laughs as she stops in front of the impaled teen. "I don't
think there is a centimetre of your body that is not drenched in sperm."
Ivy moans helplessly. Her face and body have been lashed with the supersized
cock wads of the men of the audience dozens of times. She is a mess. She reeks
of cum. Thick clots of goo have soaked into her hair so that her obscene
barrettes are submerged in the pearly liquid. Her face is white with
overlapping streaks of cock slime. Both of her ears are filled and strings of
cum hang from her earlobes like liquid earrings. Pearly yellow ribbons cover
her tie like icing on a cake. Her school blouse is so sodden with cum that it
is translucent, making her breasts more visible than before. Even her short
kilt is streaked with the foul liquid. The fronts of her thighs gleam with
semen and she kneels in a growing puddle of cock snot.
It's impossible to tell if Ivy is crying for any tears she sheds quickly mix
with the semen that coats her cheeks.
Mistress Olga laughs when the fourteen-year-old's stomach, which holds close to
a quart of semen, rumbles and the girl belches loudly. The air escaping from
Ivy's mouth forms a large, slimy cum-bubble that grows to a diameter of six
inches before it pops wetly.
Ivy would have collapsed to the floor by now were she not held upright by the
burning dildo in her cunt.
Two more audience members approach. "Excuse me Madame," says one of the men,
"but we must relieve some of our sexual tension on this exquisite cum bucket.
The Russian dominatrix graciously steps aside and in a few minutes another pint
of semen covers the young captive.
The puddle of sperm beneath Ivy has grown so large that one of the men almost
loses his footing on the slippery floor.
At a signal from Olga, a giant assistant leads a young girl to where the Russian
is standing. Tall and slim, the girl appears to be a year or two younger than
Ivy. She is naked except for silver manacles at her wrists and ankles. Her
dirty-blond hair has been set into two pigtails and, aside from her eyebrows, is
the only hair on her body. A small upturned nose and wide-set pale blue eyes
highlight her beautiful youthful face. Her full red lips belie her youth. She
has tiny breasts tipped with hard pink nipples. Slender but shapely legs widen
to form a small, high bum those thrusts out attractively.
Olga addresses the girl. "Tammy, the pool of semen at Slut Ivy's knees has made
the floor dangerously slippery for our clients. Clean it up."
With no hesitation Tammy drops to her knees and begins to noisily suck up the
cock slime that is on the floor. Soon her mouth is so full that her cheeks
bulge. She stands up carefully and approaches Ivy. Using both hands to tilt
the fourteen year- old's head back, Tammy bends over so that she looks down at
Ivy. With a smile, she opens her mouth slightly and releases a long, thick
ribbon of sperm across Ivy's forehead. She stops briefly and adjusts her
position so that when she releases the rest of the semen it extends from the
middle of the first line down Ivy's nose and into her mouth. Ivy gags as the
cold, cock slime rolls over her tongue and down her throat. The depraved
sex-slave has childishly written her initial on the older teen's face with the
sperm of a dozen men. As soon as her mouth is empty, Tammy drops to the floor
and sucks up more of the vile liquid.
A group of four or five men have gathered to witness Ivy's humiliation.
Tammy continues to lap up the slimy cum from the floor and spit it into Ivy's
mouth. In a few minutes the floor is clean. Ivy moans quietly as she is forced
to swallow the loathsome, smelly liquid.
Tammy stands up and faces Mistress Olga. She beams at her mistress. The
youngster's lips glisten with sperm.
"Well done, slut," compliments the Russian beauty. Turning to the group of men
she says, "I see the opening ceremony is about to continue. Would any of you
like this little cuntlet to accompany you back to your seat?"
A large swarthy man with a Middle Eastern accent quickly responded in the
affirmative. Tammy bows her head and meekly follows him to his seat.
Blessedly Ivy is left alone as the stage lights come up and everybody returns to
their seats. Ivy notices that Tammy is kneeling between the knees of the Arab.
Her head bobs up and down as she deep throats his cock.
The stage is decorated like the kitchen of a suburban house. On the floor
beside the kitchen table is a large feeding dish for a dog. A tall black man
walks onto the stage. He is holding a red leather leash connected to a studded
leather dog collar. However the collar doesn't encircle the thick neck of a dog.
No, a slim seven year-old blond girl has replaced the animal. The collar is the
only thing that she is wearing as she reluctantly crawls on her hands and knees
behind the man. He half leads and half drags her to the large dog bowl. He
orders her to eat. The girl looks with disgust at the large mound of canned dog
food. Impatiently the man grabs the back of her blonde head and forces her face
into the mess. She struggles in vain and begins to eat lest she drown in the
Alpo. As she feed with her bum high in the air, a large, Rottweiller bounds
onto the stage. He is sporting a large, red erection that nearly drags on the
floor. He is well trained for he immediately comes up behind the girl. She
grunts as the beast mounts her. Ivy sees that he is resting his forepaws on the
soft flesh of the girl's shoulder blades while he thrusts his engorged red cock
into her cunt. The girl squeals in pain as the beast pounds her cunt. Soon the
excited animal's tongue flops out of his mouth and drool leaks from his mouth
onto the little girl's back.
Ivy notices that the dog's cock is streaked with the girl's virgin blood and
that scarlet ribbons slowly stream down the inside of her thigh. It reminds her
of her father's blood soaked cock when it tore away her innocence just a few
days ago.
The dog yelps and pumps his semen deep into the little youngster's vagina. He
soon is finished and attempts to pull out of the youngster. The audience howls
appreciatively when they see that he cannot. The end of his cock has swollen to
the point that he is locked into the girl. He leaps forward over the girl's
body, landing on the stage in front of her head. He is much heavier and more
powerful than the lass and he drags her by her cunt so that she does a
complete somersault. The dog yelps again. His engorged cock is now bent so
that it points backwards between his hind legs. The child is now on her back
behind the beast. Her head and shoulders rest on the stage floor but her pelvis
is held aloft by the dog's huge penis which continues to fill her tight cunt.
The girl struggles and screams as the animal races madly around the stage
dragging her behind him. The frustrated animal becomes more frenzied and
attempts to spin around in order to break free. With an audible pop the large
penis is, at last, free. The girl lies on the floor. She is too weak to move.
The large beast is turns on her. He begins to snarl, baring huge yellow fangs.
The girl attempts to sit up and scurry away. However the beast is too quick for
her. He lunges between her wide-spread legs and viciously bites her between her
legs. Ivy is shocked. The huge dog lifts the girl up and shakes his head back
and forth. She screams in pain and is shaken like a rag-doll. Blood drips
from the beast's jaws. He lets go of the girl. She lays on the stage floor in
a state of shock. At a signal from the man the dog leaps at the girl's throat
and sinks his fangs into her throat. In a moment, the girl is, mercifully,
dead.
The depraved audience erupts with frenzied cheers.
Ivy's heart sinks even lower than she thought possible. Surely she is in Hell.
---------------------------------------- To be continued.
