Author's Note : The second half of this part of the story degenerates
through hardcore to extreme, culminating in snuff.
If you do not wish to read material such as this, stop when you are
uncomfortable. You are an adult. You make your own decisions.
Whatever you want.
Chapter 18
As we got out of the car the front door opened. A blonde teen vision in white
came out onto the porch and stood there jiggling her tits in the excitement of
seeing Paul. She squealed with joy and bounced down the steps to hug him, kiss
him and offer him her body.
Yes, I know it seems a strange thing for a 15 year old kid to do at 2.30 in the
morning on the front porch, but she did. And she was doing it without saying a
word. A few moans but not one word.
She gasped with pleasure as she placed one hand high up on his neck, her fingers
spread to pull his face down to hers. The elbow of that arm was gently sliding
across his chest to arouse his nipples. Her fingers were caressing his neck and
head while the ball of her hand moved sensuously against his cheek. I tell you,
just that one arm and hand would give any man an erection, but that was only one
limb - the three others were all doing their bit.
Her thigh was between his legs gently rubbing against his crotch and although
this leg offered her only support, even that was working hard to turn him on.
Her other leg was wrapped round him. The heel of her 6-inch stiletto shoe was
being carefully dragged up and down the backs of his legs as her calf managed to
stroke the underside of his ass. Her hips seemed to pulsate as her pussy pushed
and rubbed over his groin area, while her other hand was working hard on
touching his ass cheeks and trying to get between his legs from behind. Her
tits, which were far too big for her tiny waist, continually moved against his
body as her mouth and tongue worked overtime on his neck, face and lips. She
alternated between placing butterfly kisses on his neck, breathing into his ear
while encircling it with her tongue, licking and kissing his face and frenching
his mouth. The whole time she was whimpering and moaning as if she was in
continual orgasm.
I had cum in Judy's mouth only a minute before, but the sight of this nympho
using her body to beg for a fucking was causing my cock to harden.
"Hi fuck-bunny," said Paul, as he gently moved her away from his body, "this is
my mate Rob. He knows your mother from way back and he's going to be staying
over for a while. Are the girls in bed?"
"Yes lover," she gasped in the sexiest voice I had ever heard, "they won't see
me taking you to heaven and back. I want to show you my latest trick. It'll
blow your mind when you cum in my love hole. Can we do it now baby?" She had
glanced at me for nearly two seconds and then she only had eyes for Paul.
Paul told Lucy to get some beers and then took us into his home. The house had
been big before but Paul had added some improvements with the insurance money
and it was now huge with loads of necessities like swimming pool, bar, pool
room, hot tub, you know, all the things you need to really enjoy life.
Judy went up to bed, Paul sat on the couch with Lucy at his feet, continually
rubbing his legs and crotch, while I sat opposite.
"You've done it again, you bastard," I laughed. "I didn't really believe you
but this kid is incredible. How do you manage to stay away from her for more
than 20 minutes. I'd be fucking her all the time."
"It can be difficult" replied Paul, "but when you can have it anytime you don't
need it all the time. The quality is so good that the quantity ain't so
important. The best times are when we get other girls in on the act. With Lucy
here as decoy we have managed to get some really fresh cunt on the end of my
cock. She suckers them in and I stretch them out. Anyway, I'm going to bed,
but if you fancy a go with fuck-bunny here, I haven't got a problem."
"Fucking ace, Paul. Are you sure? She's fucking dynamite and I don't want to
piss you off."
"Couldn't give a shit," he said, "you know me - they're all just wet holes as
far as I'm concerned. Just one thing though, don't beat her up. You don't need
to. Just let her do her stuff, I promise it will be a revelation. Lucy, you're
going to fuck Rob tonight." With that he drained his beer, stood up and went
upstairs leaving me with the sweetest, sexiest, sluttiest little teen I had ever
seen.
For about two seconds Lucy looked disappointed that she wasn't going to fuck
Paul. Then knowing that her master wanted her to fuck me instead, and being in
dire need of a cock, she moved over to my side, half crawled onto the chair and
whispered in my ear. "Come and fuck my tight wet cunt. I bet your cock is big
and hard and beautiful and I'm dying to find out how it feels as it pumps inside
my little schoolgirl pussy. My tight 15 year old ass is just waiting for its
turn as well. I can feel it pulsing already. Do you like schoolgirl asshole?
Paul says my butt is the best he's had. Please say you want to try it out."
"Oh, for fuck's sake," I moaned, trying not to cum in my pants. "You fucking
bet, little girl. You fucking bet. Upstairs. Now."
As I followed her to the bedroom it was impossible not to be impressed by Paul's
handiwork. The high heeled shoes were exquisite on her dainty feet. Her long
legs were just the right shape and her butt moved like a dream inside the
designer white lace dress that had been cut to somehow make her look innocent
while exposing and accentuating as much flesh as possible. Her breasts were
absolutely natural but at 38 D were really far too large for her slim body,
although any man with a cock would have thought they were just perfect. Through
the lace material it was obvious she didn't need a bra and the slight upturn to
her tits, that ended in the same puffy nipples that her mother had, left no
doubt that the owner of this body was a sex toy.
Her long blonde hair, full lips, high cheek bones, round innocent blue eyes, and
sweet button nose gave her face a mix of angel and slut that was enough to get
you hard without even looking at the rest of her body. And it was mine for the
night.
Normally I really enjoy giving out pain. You cannot beat watching the tears,
hearing the screams and feeling the ridges left by a whip, while your cock is
deep inside some tortured little cunt. But Lucy never gave me a minute to think
about how to hurt her.
She was incredible. Her lips, mouth and throat were like nothing I have ever
experienced, and I've experienced a lot. Her hands worked the entire time and
even her feet were in on the act. Her cunt and ass were so hot and tight, and
the control she had over the muscles inside her body literally sucked the cum
out of my balls time after time. The moment I spunked inside her she was
working to get me hard again, and I don't think she repeated any position or
technique through that long glorious night.
When I finally woke up the following afternoon my cock felt sore, but lying
there thinking about Lucy and what she had been doing to my body, soon started
the blood flowing back into my shaft.
I got up and went downstairs where Paul was lying back in a chair that must have
been specially made. He was virtually on his back with his legs raised up and
supported so that his ass was totally accessible. Judy was on her knees with
her face stuck to his butt, her tongue deep in his anus. Lucy was giving him a
long and very slow blowjob as she cradled his balls and he played with her
nipples. The television had a video of a pre-teen girl being raped by four
pirates on some buccaneer's ship.
"Hi," said Paul. "make yourself some breakfast and coffee. I'll be with you
when I'm finished."
From the kitchen I could hear the sound of Paul reaching his climax as the kid
on the video screamed her tiny little heart out. I made a pot of coffee and
wandered back to the main room.
Chapter 19
"Enjoy last night?" asked Paul as the women finished cleaning him with their
mouths.
"Fucking amazing," I replied. "Absolutely fucking amazing."
"I told you she was the best, but you've got to realise that to reach that sort
of level you have to work at it. It's no good just hammering your cock into a
cunt and hoping for some class action. Now, if you're interested I was
wondering whether you would like to help with my next project. I've been
thinking of taking on a partner. These sluts can be too much for one man
sometimes, and they know fuck-all about football. A little more male influence
around here might not be a bad idea. What do you think?"
I couldn't think of anything that could be better. Paul had everything any man
could want. Well, the only two things any man could want - money and sex. If
he was happy to let me join in I wasn't stupid enough to turn him down.
"Great" I said. "As long as I'm not going to be just the gardener or the pool
man. What do I have to do?"
"Well, Judy was a pretty good start and Lucy turned out really well after all
the work I put in, but now its time to get Tina in on the act. Her training
started a couple of months ago. Same as Lucy's. Vitamin supplements, chats
with Lucy about her developing body, hypnotherapy sessions, you know, all the
shit I did before, and she's progressing nicely but I'm not sure that I want her
to turn out exactly the same as Lucy. I was thinking that we ought to try
something a little different and I'd been wondering which way to take it.
Meeting you again firmed up an idea I'd been playing with."
"You want a pain-slut?" I guessed. "Ace. I'll be fucking great at teaching her
how to enjoy the whip."
"Rob," he sighed, "I really like you but you've got to stop your mouth and cock
doing the thinking for you. Use your brain occasionally. Yeah, pain-slut would
be nice and fairly easy to achieve but why not take it further? Why stop at
making her a masochist? Why not see how far we can really degrade her? What if
pain-slut was only level one - think what level two or level three would be?"
"But pain is pain" I answered. "We could make it so that she enjoyed extreme
pain but, as you've said before, you can only cut off a pair of tits once. What
else is there we could do?"
Paul finished his coffee and set out the deal. "About six months back I was
over at one of my film outlets and this buyer asked me for some 'extreme'
movies. I asked him what he wanted and he showed me a tape from Japan. There
were these really sweet looking oriental girls, couldn't have been more than 17
or 18, and they were being pissed on, shit on, everything you could think of.
This guy was deep into this kind of crap. Does nothing for me, but he reckoned
a decent film of this sort of thing was worth five or six times what I'm getting
for the films now. And remember that my films are pretty classy and expensive
already."
"There were several problems with the films he could get. Most of the films
were in Japanese without any understandable dialogue. Any films with western
girls seemed to use real ugly slags in the starring role. Usually the film
quality is rubbish - often there's a good bit of action but there are lines on
the screen, the lighting is bollocks, and the whole thing is so wobbly that it
looks like it was filmed in someone's garage with a wind-up camera held by a kid
who is having a wank at the same time. And the worst thing as far as he was
concerned is that it is almost impossible to get a film where you are convinced
that the woman is enjoying it."
"Well" I said, "what woman likes having shit on her. Most women are stupid but
that's fucking mad."
"It takes all sorts, my friend," Paul replied, "but the difficulty is that when
he does find one with a woman getting into it, she's always about 50, or looks
like she would have trouble getting a dog to fuck her because she's so ugly."
"Oh, I understand, its really simple," I laughed, wondering if this was actually
a real conversation we were having. "We need to make highly professional films
of women being totally degraded, with piss, shit, puke and fuck knows what else
being dumped on them and in them. The women must be real good looking babes,
presumably with great bodies, faces, hair and make-up. They've got to be
English speaking and they've got to be begging for this to happen to them,
begging convincingly. Paul, this ain't going to happen. What else does he
want? They must have blue eyes? They've got to be teenagers? They must have
straight teeth? They should be able to remember their lines? I thought we were
supposed to be living in the real world."
Paul looked at me. "Yeah. If they were blue-eyed, teen actresses as well as
everything else, that would help. But the real world .. well .. wait for a bit
.. I'll show you something later .."
Paul left it there and we went out to the pool. The next couple of hours were
passed sunbathing, swimming, drinking beer and being worshipped by Lucy and
Judy. Lucy was non-stop, trying things out on my body with her hands and
tongue, enjoying every moment as she went from Paul to me and then back to Paul.
Judy would do anything, absolutely anything, but only if you told her to do it.
At 3.00 Paul stood up and told Lucy to get ready for the other children who
would be home soon. Lucy took her mother and made sure she was dressed decently
and sent her to the kitchen to get the meal ready. Lucy herself changed into a
pair of jeans and a top that looked like they were sprayed onto her lithe body
with its oversized breasts. The sex toys were tidied away, the videos were put
in a locked cupboard and, within reason, the house looked like a normal home.
There was the sound of laughter and the front door opened. In walked Tina,
joking with her younger sister, and I knew what it was that Paul was waiting to
show me.
Now Lucy was stunning and had sex written all over her, but her 13 year old
sister was even better. Any description that I gave would fail to do her
justice. Blond hair framed the most gorgeous face with the most fuckable lips I
had seen. It was like taking the faces of all your favourite models and porn
stars and putting them into the computer and gelling them into one. She was
fucking brilliant, and she was a teenager, and she did have blue eyes.
"Hi, Paul, Lucy," she said. "How's mum?"
"Pretty good today," was Paul's solicitous answer. "This is Rob. He's going to
be staying with us for a while. What have my special girls been up to at
school?"
Anna, who was now 10, showed Paul a project that had got a B+ and then went to
her room. Tina waited for her younger sister to finish and then, bouncing with
schoolgirl excitement, stood in the middle of the room to make an announcement.
"I got the part. I got the part. I'm going to play the lead role in our school
play. I knew I could do it."
"That's wonderful," smiled Paul as he hugged her. With a sideways glance at me
said, "I knew you could. I always said you were a great actress. I'm sure you
will have a great career in films. You'll be a star. Well done."
If her training was going as well as Paul reckoned, and if we worked on her in
the right way, I knew exactly what sort of films she would be starring in during
her brilliant, but probably brief, acting career.
Chapter 20
That evening, when the two younger girls were in bed, we planned how Tina's
career was going to come to fruition.
"Can we really do it?" I asked. "I know you've trained Lucy to perfection but
is it possible to make a kid like Tina enjoy eating shit and fucking dogs and
being tortured."
"Don't see why not," said Paul. "It's just the same as Lucy's training only a
bit more intense. You didn't know Lucy before all this started. She was a
normal kid - if anything she was a bit of a prude - but look at her now."
I did. She was lying naked at Paul's feet, playing with her clit as she watched
more porn on the TV.
Paul continued. "My hypnotist friend is better now than he was a couple of years
ago when he did Lucy, and he's been going on about how susceptible Tina has been
in the sessions they've had already. He reckons the only limit will be what our
evil minds can think up. Anyway, if it doesn't work out exactly how we want we
can always just have her round here to fuck as we want. I don't need the money
from the films, I just like seeing how far I can go with a girl's mind. Either
she'll be the filthiest film star you've ever seen or she'll be another fuck-toy
for us, only probably with a very wide masochistic streak."
"OK, if you think so. You're the boss." I replied.
So Tina's training started in earnest. Much of it was the same as Lucy's had
been two years previously but it was slanted to the perverted. If it was
filthy, degrading and involved pain or animals, Tina's mind soaked it in.
Lucy was a great help. She often sat with her sister when Paul and I were out
at the bar, and little by little she moved Tina's mind towards the abject
humiliation that was her destiny. Lucy gained Tina's confidence, and every
weird thing that was planted in Tina's mind by the late night videos, the drugs
and the hypnosis was rationalised by Lucy as being quite normal and the sort of
thing that should be enjoyed and encouraged.
Soon Tina's favourite masturbation fantasy involved being raped by dogs. She
became used to licking her own hand clean after she had finger fucked her ass.
Lucy showed her how to give head by practicing on dildos which got bigger and
bigger. Naturally, Tina found she that was gagging as she tried to throat the
plastic monsters but, encouraged by Lucy, she would keep working her throat.
She was often sick when she achieved full penetration but Lucy told her she had
to keep working on the puke covered pretend prick until it was cleaned of her
mess.
Lesbian sex soon became part of Tina's life but, after the early sessions, she
always seemed to be the one with her tongue stuck up Lucy's holes, never the one
receiving any pleasure. Lucy was always most horny when she had her period, and
Tina sometimes spent over an hour with her face in Lucy's cunt lapping up
menstrual blood as her elder sister had orgasm after orgasm.
Just like her older sister, Tina seemed to be on heat the entire time, but when
she frigged herself she could only cum satisfactorily when pain was part of her
play. At first it was just a need to squeeze her nipples so hard that they
hurt. Then she started to use clothes pegs whose pressure could be increased by
twisting the ends. Her need increased through rubber bands, alligator clips and
needles, until pliers became her favoured aid to masturbation.
As the vitamin supplements began to take effect Tina's body blossomed. Her tits
seemed to be growing at an alarming rate until, at 48DD, they finally seemed to
have reached their maximum size. The hypnotherapy implanted the thought that
these mammoth jugs were unnatural and Tina's mind wandered between a love of her
body and a need to have her breasts beaten. The pain helped her to obtain
incredible orgasms but, like a drug, she needed to increase her suffering to
reach the next peak.
The movies in her late night film shows moved on rapidly from normal sex to
forced sex to rape to bondage, S & M, bestiality, scat, piss, puke and anything
else Paul could get his hands on. Tina started to take an unnatural interest in
dogs when the family were out in the park. She made regular trips to the zoo
where only the bigger male animals were of interest, until Paul introduced her
to the snake house where her eyes lit up as she obviously fantasised about a
long, curling, dildo with a mind of its own.
Judy was introduced to the show and was amazed to have someone giving her
pleasure for the first time in years, as Tina's tongue cleaned her ass or took
the place of a tampon. The only thing that wasn't allowed was full penetration
of her ass or cunt. Paul didn't want her broken in by dildos or vegetables and
as her fourteenth birthday approached Paul set himself a new goal. He decided
that Tina was to lose her virginity to a dog. In fact he wanted her to take on
three dogs so that the first loads of cum in her cunt, ass and mouth would all
be hot dog cum.
The videos, hypnosis, tapes and every sex conversation she had with Lucy now
revolved around how normal it was to have sex with animals. How it was only
natural to fuck dogs because if it wasn't then their cocks would have been a
different shape that wouldn't fit into a woman's cunt. How male dogs had a
constant sex drive but bitches only came into heat occasionally which left the
males frustrated and a danger to society unless someone got the cum out of their
balls. I often wanted to laugh as Tina listened to this bollocks and nodded her
head as the importance of allowing dogs to fuck her cunt was explained to her.
Paul bought the dogs, three big mongrels with short hair - better for filming -
and oversized cocks and balls. Tina was allowed to let them lick her cunt and
ass but was forbidden to go any further until she was completely ready. Lucy
made sure that although Tina enjoyed the lapping of the lolling tongues, she
couldn't reach a climax without pain to push her over the edge. Her life was
already most of the way down the slope of degradation that Paul had planned but,
just as with Lucy, he wanted to make sure that there was no way back to
normality. He wanted her to be a complete slag, desperate for any degrading,
filthy experience as the only way to obtain satisfaction.
Her cunt and ass became areas for producing agony rather than pleasure. Lucy
helped with suggestions for increasing the pain and it wasn't too long before
Tina could be seen with her tits burning from the muscle ointment she had rubbed
into her skin. The torture would be increased by pins stuck into her breasts as
they bulged around the constricting rubber bands that were around the base. Her
cunt lips would be safety-pinned to her thighs while chili sauce oozed from her
ass. One hand would be working her nipples with a pair of pliers as her other
hand frantically rubbed a nail file over her exposed clit as she tried to cum.
Even then her efforts would often be in vain until Lucy whipped her thighs,
belly or tits.
Chapter 21
As Tina's training continued along the steady path laid out by Paul, we lived in
his house and worked hard at thinking up extravagant fantasies for her to enact
when she began her new starring role. We fucked Judy and Lucy almost non-stop
and my balls were drained several times a day. Every now and then we had fun
sending Judy out to earn money as a whore, usually to the roughest areas of town
and sometimes we took her on special trips to meet the winos, or to act as a
bachelor party cum-bucket.
One evening Paul and I were driving home from a film deal when he suddenly
pulled the car over in a busy street.
"Fuck" he said, "it's been a while. Why not?" and pointed to a family in the
burger joint opposite where we had parked. The parents were about 40 and looked
so fucking normal that they could have been Mr & Mrs Middle-of-the-road. But
their kids .. that was different. Their kids were two girls, obviously twins,
dressed in the same fucking outfits for fuck's sake. They had long dark hair,
innocent little faces, skinny bodies with small tits that could have been in
training bras, and legs that had not yet filled out enough to be interesting.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked.
"If it involves a bit of virgin busting then, yes, I expect I am." I replied.
"That Lucy takes your mind off it but I haven't raped anything for nearly six
months. And I haven't raped anything that young since before my last visit
inside. What shall we do about the parents?"
"Might as well let them watch." Paul smiled that evil smile that says his mind
is off and working on how to get his pleasure while totally fucking up someone
else's life. "We'll follow them for a bit and see where we end up."
We waited for the family meal to end and watched them drive off down the
highway. Paul followed at a safe distance until they turned into an area of
fairly large houses and eventually into their drive. The house was on a corner
plot and the house next door was obviously empty with a For Sale board outside.
This meant that the next property with anyone in it was at least 80 yards away.
"Looks like it's meant to happen," laughed Paul. "Not that we'll let them make
too much noise, but it's so stupid the way people don't think of their loved
ones' safety. If they lived in a flat or on a crowded street of small houses
their little girls would still be virgins tomorrow, but they never think it
through do they."
"You are so right," I joined in. "Always wanting to better themselves. They buy
a bigger house in a nice secluded area but forget that virgin cunts need proper
protection. Oh well, in a few hours they'll realise that they should have been
more careful. There's an awful lot of nasty people out there, and if we didn't
do it someone else would."
We sat in the car laughing and joking for the next half hour as we made sure the
area was clear and the family had settled down for the evening. Then we got our
gear, walked up to the front door and rang the bell.
Dad answered the door and almost immediately hit the floor as I cracked his head
with a baseball bat. We walked into the hall as his wife came through from the
front room asking who was calling so late. Paul grabbed her and in two minutes
had her cuffed, gagged and tied to a chair. The man started groaning so we did
the same with him and then checked out the ground floor, locking all the doors
and windows and ripping out the phone. The girls were obviously upstairs so,
after making sure that the adults couldn't do anything to disturb us, we decided
to invite them down to join the party.
The girls had advertised their rooms with name plaques (fucking stupid, like
you're going to forget which one is your room) so Paul decided to visit Janice
while I opened to the door to Patricia's room. She was asleep on her side and
it was easy to get the handcuffs on before she was even awake. Her pathetic
struggles as I woke her with one hand over her mouth soon stopped when I held
the knife next to her forehead and told her that any noise would result in her
losing her eyesight.
I picked her up in one arm, slung her over my shoulder and went out onto the
landing. I saw Paul's back at the bottom of the stair as he propelled the other
half of our virgin sacrifice to the gods of rape and sodomy into the main room.
I followed him down and laid Patricia on the table next to her squirming sister,
head to toe.
"Well," said Paul, getting out of his clothes, "no point in hanging about." As
soon as he was naked he ripped the flimsy nightie from the trembling body in
front of him, grabbed her knees, pulled them apart and moved between her legs.
"Nooooo ... please ... no." His victim had suddenly found her voice. "Please,
don't ... I'm a virgin ... please .... Please .... leave me alone."
Her sister was still too scared to say anything, probably because I was enjoying
myself cutting off her cute satin jammies. I made sure that the knife blade
nicked her every now and then, particularly when I was near her cunt or tits.
She was petrified and was lying as still as she could.
"Sorry, sweetie" growled Paul. "This cock's got a mind of its own, and right now
it knows exactly what it wants." He spat on his fingers and rubbed the goo
between her cunt lips.
"Bit dry at the moment," he said, "but don't you worry, I'll soon get some
lubrication deep inside you."
Paul placed his cock against the tight entrance to her vagina and worked the
head in.
"Nooooo .. pleeeeaasssseee .. noooo .." Janice began to cry and beg in that
special way that no actress has ever really been able to repeat. When young
virgin cunts are about to find out what its like to be fucked for the very first
time they really put their heart and soul into trying to save themselves. Silly
bitches don't seem to realise what a turn-on it is, but they do it every fucking
time - and its fucking wonderful. I just stood there groping Patricia's cunt as
I listened to the lovely sound.
"Nooo .. noooo ... don't ... aaarrrrggghhhhh .. oooohhhh .. Goddddd ... Noooo
.."
Paul jerked his cock into her as far as it would go, and then just stood still
as she thrashed around on the end of his hard dick. As she began to calm down
he pulled back and rammed his throbbing erection back inside her tight vaginal
passage. It took three goes to get completely embedded into the little slut and
then he really went to town. He fucked her hard and fast. You wouldn't have
thought that it was only that morning that he had last dumped his cum inside a
girl, but the primeval urge to rape had taken him over and he was letting it
loose with a vengeance.
I hadn't been idle. After the initial sounds of Paul's invasion of Janice's
cunt, I had turned my attention to my own personal heaven. Shifting my weight I
positioned my hard cock at just the right angle and gave it everything I had. I
made rock bottom in one go, and the dry walls of her vagina gripped my cock so
tight that it hurt. The tiny body beneath me sang her song of pain.
"Aaaaarrrggghhhh ... god .. help me .. noooooo .. I can't ... aaarrrgggghhhh ..
nooooo .. pleeease .. oh nooooo ... oh godddddd ... " her screams were like a
great guitar riff. I wondered for a moment if it would be possible to release a
CD of "The sounds of rape" - you know, like the sounds of racing cars, or whales
or even fucking steam trains - but then I was back on the case and pounding her
tender cunt as hard as I could. It was just so fucking great to be breaking in
virgin schoolgirls again. I didn't even really get round to hurting her
properly, just a bit of nipple pinching before my balls started to rise and I
felt the cum shooting its way along my dick to its destination in her womb.
Fuck it was ace, man. I was fucking shattered as I pulled out to the sounds of
her sobbing and moaning.
It was only then that I realised Paul was still going. Janice was more with it
than Patricia, and between her screams and sobs she tried the other begging
turn-on that all stupid raped slut cunt girls seem to think might stop the
assault. "Aaarrgghhh .. noooo .. please .. nooo .. oh god .. please don't cum
inside me .. I'm a virgin .. I'm not on the pill .. please .. don't make me
pregnant .. noooo .. pleeeaase .."
I mean, is there anything more guaranteed to make you spunk as deep in their
stupid tight little cunts as you can. If you hadn't thought of giving them a
little bastard to remember you by, the stupid fucking sluts go and remind you.
It's as though they actually want to be made pregnant. And once it's in your
mind you just have to spunk inside them. Which is exactly what Paul did.
Plunging his dick as deep into the ravaged hole as it could possibly go.
After leaving as much cum inside Janice as he could Paul pulled out. "Fucking
hell, I needed that," he gasped. "Fucking great .. really shouldn't leave it so
long next time ... Hey, cunt-face," he reached for Patricia, who was lying with
her head by her sister's butt, and grabbed her throat, "get your mouth round
this and clean it up now before I break your fucking neck."
The kid obediently opened her lips and let Paul move his cock over her tongue.
I was pissed that I hadn't thought of doing the same and decided to make up for
lost time by giving Janice the same treatment, only with the refinement of
holding the point of the knife 1/2 inch from her eye to ensure her co-operation.
Neither of them were any good at cleaning blood and spunk covered cocks but they
didn't resist as we used their mouths as a wash basin.
Chapter 22
I went in search of some beer while Paul sat down and relaxed in an easy chair
next to the traumatised parents. The father was moving in and out of
consciousness with a blood trickling down his face, while the mother was crying
and sobbing. When I returned with a six pack, Paul had taken the gag off the
woman and was letting her pleas for mercy start to turn him on.
"Please go .. go now .. we'll be good .. please .. you've done enough .. oh god
.. we won't tell anyone .. don't hurt them any more .. pleeease go .."
"Yeah, right," said Paul. "Look, you old hag, I've heard every fucking line you
can think of and it ain't going to have any effect. Me and my buddy have got at
least two more loads of spunk to get rid of before we're through and, by a lucky
coincidence, we've got a virgin ass or two, and two mouths, that haven't had any
cum yet. Seems to me that we couldn't possibly go until we've introduced
ourselves properly to your sweet little daughters. It would just be rude to
leave now, with the job only half done. No, I think we'll have to stay until
your little trainee sluts have been face-fucked and buggered."
The mother's sobbing reached a new level. Ass fucking was obviously something
that she had never thought about in her entire life, and I'm not sure she
understood what a face-fuck was.
"Noooooo .. please ... noooooo .. " she wailed. "Not my little girls. Nooo ..
pleeease ... nooo .. they can't .. they're only young .. please don't .."
"No need to worry," said Paul, loving every minute of the conversation as the
woman became more desperate, "they won't have to do anything. We'll do it for
them. And as for being young .. well, yes .. that's why we're here. Be pretty
fucking stupid to waste all our cum on a couple of fucked up old slags, wouldn't
we?"
"But they're only children," she begged. "You'll hurt them .. they'll never
recover .. you've done enough .. please go .. please .. don't hurt them anymore
.. "
I had started to rummage about looking for money and stuff. She saw and somehow
thought that robbery was our real motive.
"I'll show you where the money is .. you can have it all .. just leave the girls
alone .. you can have everything but don't hurt my daughters any more ..
please."
Paul leant forward. "Ok bitch, where's the cash, and what else have you got that
we could take?"
She wasn't thinking straight. Tied up in a chair. Her daughters, moaning
quietly, lying on the table as we recovered. Her husband completely fucking
useless. She was prepared to try anything to get rid of us and Paul latched
onto her desperation immediately.
"My purse is in the kitchen and we keep spare cash in that dresser" she
answered. "Take it all. Take it and go."
"Any thing else," snarled Paul getting up and standing next to her. "Come on,
bitch, all of it or the girls get to start on stage two."
"Noooo .. we haven't got anything else .. we put all our money into the house ..
" she cried, "we're not rich .. we struggle to pay the bills .. please just
leave us alone .."
"Fucking liar." Paul grabbed her hand. "What about these rings. Look like
they're worth something to me. And this necklace .." Paul painfully jerked her
engagement and wedding rings from her finger, and then reached for her blouse
and tore it apart to expose the necklace and a large pair of tits in a really
fucking unattractive bra. He ripped the necklace from her body and then stood
and admired her heaving breasts.
"Perhaps you have got something that can save your kids," he smirked. "That
could be fun. Yeah. Why not make the supreme sacrifice so that your little
girls don't get hurt any more?"
It took a couple of moments before Paul's suggestion made sense to her. Then
she began crying again "God no .. you .. you .. noooo .. I can't .. I'm .. my
husband .. it's .. noooo .. "
She wasn't making much sense but Paul was relentless. "Oh well, I suppose not.
Shame though. Still, I expect you're right. You just sit back and watch us
bugger two tight virgin assholes."
As Paul moved back towards the table she wailed her defeat. "Noooo .. no .. all
right .. I'll .. I'll do it .. oh god .. oh god .."
Paul had won again. He splashed some of his beer over the father's face to help
him regain full consciousness. Paul wanted him to see how his wife was about to
offer herself to his daughters' rapists. Then he untied the sobbing woman from
the chair, released her arms from the handcuffs and told her to stand in front
of him as he settled back into his chair.
"OK bitch, start the show," he ordered.
Fuck it was funny. She had absolutely no idea what to do. She must have
thought Paul was going to throw her to the ground and fuck her, and now she was
completely lost. He was telling her to take the initiative and this was
something she obviously didn't do, even with her sad fucker of a husband. As
she just stood there crying Paul decided to help her out.
"Look cunt," he said, "it's very simple. Either you start a little striptease,
get out of those clothes, suck my dick and stick it up your slack hole, or I go
and get a bit of virgin ass. Right now I can't think why I'm even giving you
this opportunity to please me. Unless you start convincing me that your worn
out cunt is going to be worth the effort of me getting hard, I'll just take my
pleasures somewhere else."
She tried but she was still crap. She sort of jiggled from one foot to the
other and took off her blouse and skirt without any style at all. Then she
started crying again and froze. Her husband was trying to move from the chair
where he was well secured. He was mumbling something into his gag. Paul got up
and moved to the table. Fisting his cock he stuck it straight up Patricia's wet
slit and turned to the woman.
"Last chance. I'm just getting a bit of lubrication and then I going into a
fresh ass. You've got less than a minute to save your little girl's butt."
Finally, the mother-instinct kicked in and overrode the prude who had previously
inhabited her body. She still wasn't really any good at any form of sex but at
least there was a determined effort to get Paul to fuck her instead. She
managed to remove her underwear in quick time and, as she reached the table, she
put her hand round the base of Paul's dick as it moved slowly in and out of her
daughter's cunt.
"Please .. please .. do it to me instead," she whispered, trying not to let her
family hear her humiliation.
"Sorry," said Paul, "you've got to do far better than that. Lets start with
more begging for me to fuck you, using the right words and saying them so we can
all hear."
"Oh god .. please .. no .." she pleaded but one look at Paul's face told her she
had no choice. She continued through her tears, "oh god .... please ... please
have sex with me instead of Patricia ... please."
I don't know how Paul kept a straight face. He told me later that no-one - not
even when he was enjoying his first fumbling fucks as a 13 year old boy - no-one
had ever asked him to 'have sex'. The woman was obviously a lights-out,
missionary-position, under-the-blankets, once-a-month, frigid bitch. There was
no way she was going to be a good screw even though her ass had to be cherry,
but Paul wanted to fuck with her mind much more than he wanted her body.
He was not going to miss out on tight little-girl virgin asshole, but if he
could freak out the parents at the same time he would be in his element. I'd
have thought that seeing their daughters raped and buggered would fuck up any
parent's mind, but Paul wanted to go further. He wanted the mother to take his
cock willingly, and he wanted the father to know that she had begged to be
fucked by the man who had raped his daughters. Sometimes Paul's a bit
complicated for me, but you could see that his cock was now rock solid as he
pushed the bitch to her knees and gave her the usual command.
"Suck it, bitch."
Paul pushed his cock to her mouth and she held it there, just touching her lips,
until Paul reached down and grabbed her head.
"Suck now or you're fucking dead and your girls' holes will be sliced to
ribbons," he snarled and pulled her mouth onto his cock. She gagged and tried
to pull back but Paul just held onto her and pumped in and out for a minute or
so. Then he pulled back and stood looking down at the sniveling woman. "Beg to
suck it again, or it goes up the kid's ass." he said.
"Please .. please .. let me .. let me suck it .." she managed without much
conviction.
"Fucking crap," said Paul. "Do it with enthusiasm and use words like cock and
dick. After that you will beg me to fuck your cunt and then your ass. I'll
help. Every time I think you need to improve on what you're doing, I'll twist
your nipple like this."
He reached down, grasped her big nipple and twisted it hard. She screamed and
tried to pull his hand away. Paul slapped her face with his other hand and then
gripped her other nipple, "and if I twist both nipples like this ... it means
you are only 3 seconds away from watching your daughter's asshole wrapping
itself round my cock. So you'll have three seconds to do something to make me
want to fuck you rather than her."
"Aaarrrggghhhh .. " she struggled to regain her breath as Paul released her
nipples, waited for five seconds and then grabbed one again.
"Come on, bitch, get begging and sucking," he said.
"Aaaarrgghhhh .. please .. please put your .. put it in my mouth .. I .. I want
to suck .."
Paul kept his cock 6 inches from her lips, reached down and grabbed both
nipples.
"Oh god .. aaarrrggghhh .. your cock .. I want your dick in my mouth ... put
your big cock into my mouth .." she gasped and reached for it with her hands at
the same time as leaning forward. Paul's shaft disappeared into her mouth and
then he pulled back again.
"More bitch," he said. "Build up a nice rhythm, beg a bit, suck a bit, beg a
bit, suck a bit .."
She looked mortified but did her best. At the beginning the begging was a bit
repetitive but with only a few minutes training and some more attention to her
nipples she really got into the swing of it. As her husband sat and cried into
his gag, his prude wife was on her knees begging Paul to let her suck his cock,
to fuck her mouth, to spunk into her throat, to use her mouth as a cum hole.
Between each line Paul's dick went deep into her mouth, getting reflex gagging
actions, loads of spit, and wonderful stretched lips as the base of his cock got
nearly as much sucking as the head.
Chapter 23
The mother's body was actually not bad once she was out of her crap clothes, and
watching the action I was getting hard again. I moved to the table and rolled
Janice over. Spreading her butt cheeks I spat on her asshole and started to
open it up with my thumb.
"Come on, bitch," said Paul noticing my movements, "my buddy is about to start
fucking again and you haven't got me even close to cumming yet."
The stupid cow re-doubled her efforts but Paul was in control. He was getting
maximum pleasure but making sure that when he felt he was close to spunking down
her mouth, he pulled his cock out to calm down while listening to her begging.
"Look, I'll help you out," he said, as the mother tried desperately to make his
cock spurt. "My cock prefers cunt to mouth, so if you keep the begging going
and open your legs at the same time we might get this finished before daughter
number one loses her ass cherry. Get onto the table ... lie across those pretty
little bodies and spread wide."
With drool running down her chin she climbed onto the table and by supporting
herself on her hands and feet managed to avoid putting any weight on her
daughters.
"No bitch," said Paul grabbing a nipple and twisting, "I said spread wide. That
means legs doing the splits and hands pulling your slack cunt lips apart so I
can see what I'm doing. While you're there you can suck my mate's cock so that
you have a chance of getting spunk out off us both."
She immediately altered her position, spread her legs wide, reached down to her
cunt and opened it up. Her head lay over the side of the table and she started
begging Paul to fuck her.
"Please put your cock in me .. I want to be fucked .. I want you to fuck me ..
not my daughters .. spunk into me .. please .."
By now the dumb-ass woman was deep into her own logic. She had to try to make
these men cum before they could use her daughters again. She wasn't very good
at this but she was going to try. You could almost see that in her mind she was
making a wonderful sacrifice - perhaps she thought she would go to heaven
because of the humiliation she was bringing on herself to save her children - or
perhaps she was just another stupid cunt.
Paul and me didn't care. She was going for it now with enthusiasm. I let her
encourage Paul to rape her for a bit and then moved round to get my cock into
her mouth. I continued opening her daughter's asshole with my thumb and fingers
while she sucked my dick, and as Paul fucked her cunt she still managed to get
out a few words on the outward strokes as I fucked her mouth.
"Fuck me .. uuunnnggghh .. spunk in my mouth .. uunnnnggghhh .. cum inside me ..
please .. uunnnggghhh .. stick your cocks into me .."
Her husband's mind was gradually being torn apart. Looking over we could see
the abject pain in his eyes as he sobbed and spluttered into the gag. His wife
was now seriously begging the two men who had raped his precious daughters to
fuck her to oblivion, and he could only sit and watch.
"Shit," said Paul "its just not happening. I can't cum with an old cunt. But
your virgin asshole might do it. It should be really tight and it will hurt you
like fuck, but your screams when my dick rips into your bowels might just get
the cum out of my balls. Otherwise, I'm just going to have to use these sweet
little holes at either end of the table."
"Oh ... nooo .. please cum in my cunt .. uuunnnggghhhh .. please fuck me ..
uuunnnngghhh .. use my cunt .. "
Paul reached for one nipple and twisted hard. I forced my dick right down her
throat so she couldn't speak. Not getting a reply, Paul grabbed her other
nipple as I withdrew from her gagging mouth.
"Aaaarrrggghhh ... aaarrgghhh .. god .. no ... aarrgghh .. please ... yes .. yes
.. fuck my butt .. do it .. do it now .."
She lifted up her legs, moved her hands behind her ass cheeks and opened her
small asshole to view. Paul instantly wedged the head of his cock into the
tight opening as I slammed my cock back into her begging lips. Her screams
around my dick nearly made me spurt down her throat but somehow I held back.
Paul altered his stance just enough to put all his weight behind his next thrust
and in one surge drove his cock past the defeated muscle that was trying to
clench her asshole tight.
It didn't take long. We had been trying not to cum but the way the pain made
the mother move was just too much. Her gagging, screaming, tortured throat
worked it's magic on my cock and I let go. Shot after shot of hot spunk made it
into her stomach. I slowly withdrew and let the final spurts cover her crying
face. Paul was in a virgin ass. They are always soooo hot. The first time an
ass is buggered is always the best. Tight, hot and clenching around his
pounding cock, her anus finally sucked the spunk from Paul's balls. He pushed
his dick as far into her as he could to get the most from his orgasm, and topped
it off by nearly ripping her nipples off at the same time.
The girls beneath her had stopped moaning and now just seemed shell-shocked.
Their sensible plain normal mother had just begged to be fucked and taken a load
at each end. Not only that, the men that she was pleasuring were the same men
who less than an hour earlier had taken their cherries in front of their
mother's eyes.
Paul and I stood back from the table. Grabbing the woman Paul soon had her tied
back in her chair, while I sat back to relax. Putting the gag back over her
spunk covered mouth Paul didn't let up on her even though she had just ruined
her own life by fucking her daughters rapists in front of her husband.
"Not bad for an old whore. But I doubt that we can wait so long for the third
sperm bath. I think I'll bugger one of your daughters anyway."
Her wail as she realised she had been tricked was unreal. She collapsed sobbing
and moaning against the rope tying her to the chair while her husband looked as
if the world had just ended. It was enough to get some blood back into my cock.
I love causing pain, but when I'm with Paul the pain that gets dished out is
just soooo good. Sticking a knife into some girl's tit is special. I've always
loved the frantic screams that come from a cunt that realises how hopelessly she
is caught. But Paul, well, with twisted persuasion and a bit of nipple pain he
can ruin people for life. He cuts them so deep no plastic surgeon could ever
hide the scars. Just fucking brilliant.
Paul pushed both the daughters off the table and ordered them to crawl over to
where we were now sitting.
"Suck time," he said. "Who's the lucky one who gets to clean the shit and blood
off my cock. I think its ... you." Paul wavered until finally choosing
Patricia for the foul task. Picking her up from the floor he pushed her head to
his crotch and, grabbing her hair, whispered in her ear what she had to do to
avoid having sliced nipples. She gave in instantly and began lapping her tongue
over Paul's softening cock. Carefully cleaning her mother's shit and spunk from
around the head she worked her way down the shaft to his balls and then back to
the top. Completely resigned to her fate, she then opened her mouth and began
the long job of sucking Paul back to hardness, so that he could bugger her
virgin asshole.
Janice was almost thankful she was with me rather than Paul. Without any
threats she managed to raise her body to my waist and take my dick into her
mouth. Either she was a fast learner or she wasn't quite as innocent as she
seemed, and she set to her task with a steady bobbing rhythm. I moved her body
a little so I could amuse myself with her budding tits and lay back to enjoy the
feelings in my dick.
It took the girls a little while to get our cocks back to rock solid, and then
we let them carry on longer than necessary because it is just so good to have a
tight wet mouth slurping on your cock, especially when Paul starts adding his
own special commentary.
"That's it you little slut. Suck it well. Work around the head a bit more.
You want it really hard when it busts your butt open. Down to the base. Hold
it in your throat. That's right. Hold it. Hold it. Now up again. Make sure
you get lots of spit on it. It's the only lube your asshole is going to have.
Imagine how it's going to feel. My cock, rock hard, and your ass, tight and
hot. It's going to be great. You'll be able to tell all the boys at school
that you take it in the ass. They'll love you for that. Able to fuck whenever
they want. No need to worry about getting pregnant. No need to stop fucking
when you're having a period. Always available. The boys will know you're an
ass-fucker. It's obvious. They'll all want some and you won't be able to stop
them. You'll have spunk dripping from your ass all day."
Both kids were crying as they gave head, adding to the spit and drool on our
cocks. Try it sometime. Having your cock sucked by a blubbing teen is
fantastic. They can't breath properly. The sounds of a gagging, crying,
sobbing, slurping, sucking mouth around your hard dick should be patented.
Instant erection.
Once we were both ready Paul grabbed Patricia's hair and pulled her up.
"Get on the table, slut. It's ass breaking time. Lie down on your front and
get those hands back to spread your cheeks."
I arranged Janice at the other end so that her head was next to Patricia's butt,
and held my throbbing cock at the opening which Janice was showing to me.
Pushing hard I managed to get the head into her sphincter at the first attempt
and then started the hard work of forcing the rest of my dick into her anal
passage. Screams came from both ends of the table as Paul entered the virgin
hole at his end.
"Aaaaarrrggghhhh .. no .. no .. help .. please .. I can't .. it hurts .. oh god
.. noooo .. no more .. take it out .. oh please, please, no .. "
I shut my eyes and let the sounds of two begging virgins increase the pleasure
in my groin. After a short while, I heard Paul's voice.
"Need more lubrication. You're spit will do nicely" he said looking at Janice.
"You'll have to suck it or your sister's ass is going to start hurting me. You
wouldn't want that, would you, you little ass slut." He pulled out his dick
from Patricia's bleeding hole, grabbed Janice by the hair and stuffed his cock
into her mouth. I took the hint and gave Patricia my shit covered dick.
Sliding in and out of her mouth as I watched the revulsion on her tear stained
face.
We kept it up for over half an hour. Couple of minutes buggery, couple of
minutes of head, couple of minutes buggery, and so on. Twice we moved round the
table to rape a different sister as Paul pointed that that they should get as
much experience of sodomy as possible so that the boys at school wouldn't be
disappointed. The sweet feeling of different assholes and mouths eventually
started to take its toll and even after cumming twice already I realised I was
about to blow my third load. Patricia's ass was the hole that got my spunk,
which meant that Janice was the one who was caressing my softening cock with her
mouth when Paul filled her ravaged hole with his cum. Patricia then did the
clean-up duties on his dick.
We were finally fucked out. There was no way we could give anymore spunk,
although in a couple of hours I knew that Lucy would be trying her hardest to
get at least one of our cocks hard enough to give her some release. Paul told
the fucked up family that we knew where they lived and that any attempt to tell
the cops would mean at least one daughter would be kidnapped and sent back in a
selection of little pieces. Taking the money and jewelry we had found, we left
the happy family to try to repair their lives.
Chapter 24
Tina's birthday arrived. Paul had been building her up to her special day for
weeks and now everything was ready.
The dogs had been trained on some old slags Paul had paid to do a couple of
bestiality movies. A select band of Paul's 'business' associates had been
brought in to enjoy the view and join in the fun. Anna was away at camp and we
had converted part of the house into a torture chamber. By putting Lucy and her
mother on the pill, Paul had arranged for the heaviest day of their periods to
fall on Tina's birthday.
Tina was dressed in a skirt that was no more than a 5 inch wide cloth belt, a
school blouse that was ripped in all the right places, a school tie that set off
her schoolgirl make-up and pig-tails, and white ankle socks with 6 inch pink
stiletto heels. Small clamps, enough to cause pain but not agony, were visible
through her scanty clothing hanging from her nipples and clitoris.
At 9.00 Tina was at the front door welcoming her guests - none of whom she knew.
Eight different men arrived and only one of them could be called even remotely
reasonable. Fat, ugly, sweaty, greasy, dirty, old - in fact, it was as if Paul
had selected them for their repulsiveness. Tina met each one and introduced
herself.
"Good morning sir," she said in a little schoolgirl voice to go with her little
schoolgirl uniform. "I'm the birthday virgin. I'm fourteen today and I'm going
to get fucked. Can you help me to have a really special day?"
She put her arms around their necks and gave them each French kisses of welcome
as she worked her tongue around their rank mouths. It was revolting to watch.
Slobbering fat guys, old men with hardly any teeth, a tramp who stank and had a
beard which seemed to be alive with fleas, but Tina gave each the welcome of his
life. They mauled her huge tits, felt her bald cunt and reached around to
finger her sweet ass. Tina let them. In fact, Tina moved and twisted to make
it easier for them to gain access to her body. And as she kissed them and
whispered into their ears that she hoped they would bugger her later in the day,
she fondled their cocks through their trousers.
When everyone was present the party began with Tina licking and slurping on the
two bloody cunts presented to her by Judy and Lucy. Paul and I were filming the
entire time as she seemed to relish the taste of menstrual blood that trickled
around her mouth and onto her school blouse. The whole time she was playing
with her clit while spreading her legs as wide as possible.
This was followed by a minor torture session where Tina adorned her body with
clips and pushed pins into her breasts. She then begged each man to pull the
clips off without opening them, and to remove the pins but only after pushing
them in further and twisting them around. Tina lived for the pain but her eyes
still filled with tears as the men sat and amused themselves with her body. The
men were asked to draw lots and the lucky three whipped her body for 15 minutes,
mostly concentrating on her massive tits and huge puffy nipples.
Drinks were served as Tina sat and played with the cock of the first dog. She
had practiced sucking dildos for hours and hours, and soon her lips were wrapped
around a big dog cock. Making sure that everything was visible to the audience
and the cameras, Tina slowly and carefully licked, throated and sucked the cum
from the animal. When finally the hot thin strings of cum shot from his cock,
she took the first loads in her mouth and then, as she swallowed, let the rest
splash over her face and run over her chin to fall on her tits, until finally
taking the still spurting cock back into her mouth to suck the last dregs of dog
cum into her throat.
She then laid back and invited her audience to use any of the items provided on
the coffee table. First the next three men in the lottery draw were given their
chance at whipping her tortured flesh. Paul had arranged that nothing too heavy
in the way of torture implements was available yet and, as soon as the beating
ended, a mix of attachments, clips, pins, rubber bands and stinging ointments
were soon spread over her young flesh. This time they weren't removed and Tina
moved to the second dog.
Starting as she had with the first animal, she fondled his cock and then sucked
and licked him to full hardness, before laying back over a specially made chair
that forced her legs to the maximum width possible to leave everything on view.
Calling the dog to her she let him lick her cunt and then, with Lucy's help,
reached down for his dick. With a cry of joy she pulled it into her hole and
then lay back. The dog rammed home and furiously fucked her virgin cunt. Tina
squeezed her tits and clamped nipples as the animal pumped away at her tight wet
hole. When the dog spunked inside her and his dick slipped from her bloody
gash, she carefully laid it on its back so that she could clean her own blood
and slime from its wilting dick.
The men continued her torture and increased her pain. Whips and paddles were
provided as Tina stood or knelt or laid on the floor to allow each man to strike
to parts of her body that most satisfied his taste. Crying continually from the
pain, but begging each of her tormentors to increase his efforts and suggesting
poses to make her vulnerable body more accessible, she was a pathetic sight, but
one that was so horny the men all had trouble moving because of their hard
cocks. Paul had advised them not to cum until they were invited to join in but
it was obvious that at least two of them had already stained the front of their
pants, while three others had left the room for much longer than is necessary to
take a piss.
Tina's body was a mess. Bright red from the ointments and beatings, with red
welts from the whips raising lines across her flesh that were only broken by
clamps attached to her flesh. Several of the pins had broken off and been
beaten below the skin, while her tender nipples had been single out for so much
attention that they were now raw and bleeding. The inside of her thighs were
striped and sore while her cunt lips had swollen so much from the whippings that
her vaginal hole was no longer visible. Her anus was swollen and her butt
cheeks had been whipped so much that they seemed to be one continual red and
pulsing welt.
Tina's ass was the final hole to be offered to the canine studs, and the
build-up of fondling and sucking the dog to full hardness began again. Soon she
was bent over with her ass cheeks pulled wide apart as a dog cock was guided
into her tight anus. Her screams of pain were real, but soon changed to
excitement and then joy as she finally achieved her first orgasm, as she was
given a dog cum enema.
The first part of her party was now over, and food and drinks were served by
Lucy and Judy, wearing the most fuckable maid outfits. The meal took far longer
than Paul's timetable allowed as the women were mauled and fondled. Paul had
ordered that the girls were to allow the men to do anything but they were not to
touch their cocks. At the time I didn't know why but Paul was adamant that the
visitor's dicks should not be seen by the girls until the appointed time.
Eventually, Tina returned. Cleaned of dog cum but still wearing most of the
pins and clamps that had been put on her earlier. Her tits were now tied with
rope while her nipples were encircled with dampened string that would shrink as
it dried. Apart from the guy who appeared to be fairly normal, the rest of the
men picked straws to determine what order they would take her and then the next
part of the birthday party started.
Each man had 30 minutes to do whatever he wanted to Tina, with 15 minute
free-for-all sessions in between. She was beaten, burnt, kicked, whipped and
tortured. She was bound into a huge variety of positions, with one wanker
taking so long to tie her in a position of complete agony that he only left
himself two minutes to fuck her. She drank piss, ate shit, licked up puke, and
swallowed spunk non-stop. She took their cocks in all her holes, between her
tits, in her hands and even in her armpits. She begged for more, suggested
improvements and encouraged each pervert to do more to her body.
It seemed that being a pervert also meant having a weird dick. Not one was
normal, although they all seemed to be filthy. There were cocks of all types -
large, small, bent, thick, one with a huge head but thin shaft, one with a thin
head but which just got thicker and thicker towards the base, ones with huge
veins, ones with cock rings, with piercings, with tattoos and one that had
hideous scars. Tina loved them all and begged for more.
As if the size of the cocks on offer wasn't enough, Tina's holes were subjected
to invasion from a huge variety of dildos. All of them big, most of them ribbed
and studded (although Paul had not provided any with spikes - yet), some of them
able to squirt liquid from the ends, and the liquid was always some solution
that burnt (petrol, vinegar, toilet cleaner, etc). There were three cattle
prods provided and these were used by nearly all the men, and a couple of them
had great fun cleaning out her holes with bottle-brushes.
One man went out to his car and returned with nettles, rose stems and a bottle
of cockroaches. Tina took everything that was stuffed into her. Continually
gripping her clitoris and begging for more, she managed to cum more times in
that day of pain than she had in all the months of her training. She screamed,
moaned, cried and yet still begged and begged for more. She was a true
pain-slut. There were only a few moments when she wasn't in the depths of
agonising suffering, but she knew that any small respite was just a breathing
space while the men worked out what else they could do to her wretched body.
Between each session Judy and Lucy cleaned her up as best they could but Tina's
holes were now a bloody mess, and the whip marks were only just visible as her
bound tits turned purple. Her face had been whipped, one of her nipples was
shredded, and her cunt lips had been roughly sewn to her inner thighs. One guy
had broken two fingers on her left hand while another had hit her so many times
in the face with his fist that she had lost three teeth and could no longer see
out of her left eye.
Her lips, swollen from the beatings, were torn in three places where safety pins
had been pushed through to hold her mouth together to see if she could stop
screaming. She had managed to keep fairly quiet for nearly 20 minutes of that
session but when they used all the cattle prods at the same time, while her tits
were whipped with barbed wire, and one bastard pulled two fingernails from her
broken hand, she had been unable to control herself anymore. Her howls of agony
filled the room as the pins holding her lips together were ripped apart.
Blood dripped from her ass after the fifth man had rammed a bottle into her
bowels and then kicked her repeatedly in the gut until it smashed. Her cunt,
which was also a bloody mess, had been fucked and fisted, filled with a brandy
bottle, a baseball bat and even a cactus. She had sucked the dogs again and
licked their assholes. There didn't seem to be one part of her body that wasn't
bleeding, marked by the whip or covered in spunk, piss, shit, snot or puke.
Chapter 25
Finally, only the last man remained. He hadn't been in the draw at the
beginning because Paul had told him he would be last. Tina dragged herself over
to him and reached for his zip.
"Whip me master," she whispered through her ripped and swollen lips. One safety
pin still hung from the top lip and blood dribbled from cuts on her face and the
corner of her mouth. "Bite my tits. Stick your fist up my ass. Fuck me with
your cock while you burn my nipples. Use me. Please. I'm yours. Help your
birthday girl to cum again."
The guy sat there and looked at her.
"No," he said. "That's not my thing. What I want is really simple. What I
want is you to suck me. Just that. Suck my cock as though it is the best thing
you've ever seen. Suck me as though you love it."
I nearly pissed myself. What a fucking stupid wanker. Paul had told me how
much these guys had paid him and all this idiot wanted was a blowjob. Judy or
Lucy could have done that for him. Fuck, any whore on the street could have
done that for a twenty. He'd paid over three grand to be part of this session
and, apart from a bit of whipping, he hadn't really taken part yet. Still, I
zoomed in on the scene with my camera, while Paul carried on doing the long
shots.
Tina smiled through her battered lips, unzipped him, reached in and pulled out
his cock. Lucy gasped in shock and even Judy seemed to register that this
wasn't right. Two of the other men grunted in disgust, a couple of others
started laughing and one guy decided that now was the time for him to leave. It
was all too obvious why this guy was going last. No-one would be having a go at
Tina after him. At least not until she had taken a series of penicillin
injections and been given a clean bill of health by at least two clinics.
His cock was big. His cock was rock hard. His cock was covered in sores. Open
sores. Sores with pus oozing out. The yellow filth was slimed over his dick
where it had spread while in his pants. Most of the oozing matter was a
white-yellow colour but a couple of the boils exuded a darker bloodier slime.
From the tip of his cock dribbled a light green fluid. The thing stank of
decay. You could smell it for fucking miles. It overpowered the stench of
sweat, blood, puke, shit and piss that had been present for several hours. Fuck
knows what diseases this guy had but I wouldn't wish that dick on my worst
enemy.
Tina reached for it with both hands. In pain from her broken fingers she tried
to cradle his swollen balls, while her right hand enveloped the suppurating
shaft. As she closed her hand on the festering cock, pus from one of the
abscesses seeped between her fingers. Lucy, the kid who would do anything for
sex, puked up in the corner. I had trouble keeping the camera steady.
I knew we had trained Tina well, but she wasn't a fucking robot. No way was
anyone going to suck that monstrosity. Paul was going to have to admit that
even his methods didn't always work. He would have to give the man his money
back. We'd done well, and Tina had been a revelation, but this was just too
much.
I should have trusted Paul. Tina gazed at the diseased lump of flesh in her
hand, and started to gently jack it off. As she slowly moved her hand up and
down the revolting dick she looked up into the man's eyes and moved her face
next to the slimy mess. She rubbed his cock over her face. She smeared some of
the fetid goo dribbling from the head onto her one open eye. She moved the
putrid mess over her face and lips, allowing the pus to rest on her own open
cuts. Her face was soon covered in a ghastly mix of reddish, yellow slime which
slowly dribbled down her cheeks.
"I love your cock," she murmured as she licked at the shaft. "It's beautiful.
Please, please can I suck it? I'll make it so good for you. You'll never
forget today. I'll take it all the way down my throat. It'll be the best head
you've ever had. Let me suck your cock? Please."
Without waiting for an answer she opened her mouth and caressed the foul oozing
head with her damaged lips, gently holding the ghastly slime that was leaking
out of his piss slit on her tongue. She continued to stare into his eyes as she
swallowed the vile liquid and carefully moved her mouth up and down over the
bulbous head. Slowly wanking his dick into her mouth she gave him the most
sensuous blowjob I had ever seen. From the mewing noises in her throat, the
look of total adoration in her eyes, the sexy movement of her body, you would
have thought she was sucking on some porn star's hot rod rather than the
repugnant abscess covered lump of filth that was between this asshole's legs.
Her broken hand managed to play gently with his ball sac, while she alternated
between throating his cock and licking the head. She pushed a finger into his
anus to caress his prostate as she worshipped his repulsive rotting shaft.
When his 30 minutes were up she was still gently working her mouth on his dick
and it was not until 45 minutes passed that he lent back, grabbed her head and
thrust his cock deep into her gagging mouth to spurt his foul load of putrid
sperm into her throat. She continued to lick and kiss his cock until he finally
pushed her away.
The show was over. The pain-slut who would accept any treatment that could be
imagined, was sated ... for now. Her battered body was still on the floor as
she lay semi-conscious in exhaustion. The men left, complimenting Paul on his
work and asking him to make sure they were invited to any other sessions he was
going to arrange.
Our original plan had been to enjoy Tina for the rest of the evening, degrading
her further in an orgy of filth and pain but there was no way she could take it.
We were also no longer keen to put our cocks inside her body. The thought that
she must have caught several diseases during the session from the 'normal' men,
and the fear that the affliction of the last customer could be passed on,
prevented us from wanting to fill her holes with even more cum. Lucy and Judy
cleaned her up and put her to bed, before being our fuck-toys for the evening as
we watched highlights of the day's work on the video screen.
Tina needed serious surgery after that day and the drugs needed to sedate her
meant she was out of it completely for two weeks. With his editing skills, Lucy
acting as a body double to fill in some gaps, and all of us doing voices where
Paul wanted some dialogue, begging or moaning, Paul made 17 movies out of the
footage we had taken. He released them over an 8 month period to maximise their
impact and made a fortune. They were acknowledged on the net as masterpieces,
with articles and forums on "the new wonder-slut" and hundreds of suggestions
for her next films.
Tina took over three months to fully recuperate but even as she lay in her rest
bed, it was obvious that we had overdone the training. Although we kept her
under a loose surveillance she continually looked for ways to degrade and abuse
herself. She desperately tried to get Lucy and Judy to whip her wounds. She
picked at the scabs to make her cuts take longer to heal and was delighted when
some turned septic. We found her in the toilet licking the bowl, we had to sell
the dogs to prevent her eating their shit and piss, she deliberately broke her
fingers again by putting them in a workbench vice to help her reach a climax,
her mind was now so degraded that we had trouble preventing her from maiming
herself.
Eventually we strapped her to the bed until all her injuries had healed. Paul
tried to reverse some of the training but it was in too deep. After a while we
gave in and let her degrade herself provided she didn't damage her body too
much. We locked the workshop, removed all the knives from the kitchen, and
searched the house for any items that could cause real damage. Even then Tina
managed to break various bones, cut herself on broken glass, use the cheese
grater on her nipples, and was always searching for anything large to stick up
her ass or cunt.
She would eat her own shit, puke it up and then eat it again. She obsessively
picked at her clit with her nails to make it bleed and try for yet another
climax. We had to imprison her in the house and arrange for one of us to be
with her the entire time.
We held special fuck sessions with groups of high paying perverts where every
depravity was allowed, but these damaged her so much that the medical bills
began to eat into our profits. Neither Paul or I ever fucked her. Although we
got a doctor to come to the house and regularly check her over for HIV and the
pox, we still didn't trust the results. We occasionally accepted blowjobs but
there was no way we wanted to catch any of the germs that must have been
swimming around her body.
The fantastic looking teenage girl had gone too far down into the cesspit even
for our tastes. Her body was a mess. In less than two years the scar tissue
that covered so much of her flesh could no longer be hidden by plastic surgery.
The bones that had been broken two, three or more times couldn't be re-set
properly any more. Her internal organs were starting to fail because of the
regular severe beatings during the filmed fuck feasts. Her tits were
permanently bruised, with one having a large bulge where blood vessels had
burst, and one of her nipples was shredded to virtually nothing.
Her cunt lips were in tatters and stretched to over 4 inches. They had been
pierced so many times with needles, staples and nails that most of the flesh was
now too hard to get a needle through. Her cunt gaped wide permanently and only
the largest dildos or massive deformed cocks could give her any form of vaginal
satisfaction. The nerves in her clit had been abused so much that they no
longer responded to any stimulus. The sphincter muscle around her anus was so
slack that she couldn't keep her bowels closed, and she needed frequent enemas
and constant cleaning to prevent shit dribbling down her legs.
Her mother and sister had looked after her at the beginning but their pity soon
turned to disgust at the way she refused to help herself and just sought more
pain, more filth, more debasement. The films had almost stopped selling because
the sweet, fresh, young, filth-loving pain-slut now looked like a haggard thirty
year old slag.
In the end Paul sold her to a snuff movie producer for a tidy profit. Her final
film was well made and contained several highlights. In one scene all the bones
in one hand are broken, one at a time, and then the limp fingers are forced
round a rock hard cock and crushed in the fist of its owner who wanks himself
off. Another clip showed one of her tits being drilled through in several
places while the other was skinned. Her eyelids were cut off and piss and shit
rubbed onto her eyeballs. Her teeth were pulled out one by one. The finale as
she bled to death while being choked on a shit and puke covered monster dick, as
her cunt was fucked with a sword and a white hot poker put up her ass was a
really special moment.
The really sad thing was that not one of us missed her. Even Anna, who had been
told that her sister had a mental illness and had been the only one to show any
patience with her, was over her disappearance in less than a week.
