Mary the Teenaged Slut - Part One

Mary Havens hurries home on a frigid Thursday afternoon. The pretty little teen with blonde braids is late because mean old Mr Hunter, her Grade 10 Geography teacher, gave her a detention. Her heart hammers in her chest as much from fear as exertion. The slender fourteen-year-old knows her parents will punish her for coming home late – the later she is, the more severe the punishment. Her small, firm breasts jiggle a little as she runs. The cool air has hardened her nipples and they poke enticingly against the soft, thin fabric of her white short-sleeved shirt—her parents won't allow her to wear a bra. The teen's short red plaid kilt swings fetchingly from side to side as she walks. Its hem is only an inch or so beneath the gentle swell of her bum. Mary cannot to go too quickly because she wears no panties—her parents won't allow her to wear any at school—not even a thong. She doesn't want her kilt to swing so high that it reveals the beautiful plump cheeks of her ass to the people on the street. Her outfit is completed by black and white saddle shoes and self-supporting white stockings that hug the curves of her slender leg and stop a few inches above her knees.

As she trots home she thinks that it was so unfair of Mr Hunter to make her stay after class. Her only transgression was sitting at her desk with her knees momentarily touching. Mary had been ordered by her father to select a desk in the center of the front row in every class taught by a male teacher. She must slide forward until her ass rests on the front edge of her seat. And she is always to sit with her legs spread wide so that her teacher can gaze at her naked pussy while he teaches the class. "You know that teachers are not that well paid for what they have to put up with," her father remarked when giving her instructions at the beginning of the school year. "So it's only fair that they enjoy a few perks from their job. The sight of your little pussy is one of those perks."

Mr Hunter had been writing on the whiteboard when Mary closed her legs for a moment to relieve a cramp in her hip. Unfortunately, the cadaverous old man suddenly turned before she could spread them again so, for only an instant, he could not see her pink cunt. Hence the detention. After the bell rang signaling the end of the school day and all the other smirking students had filed out of the classroom, old Mr Hunter locked the classroom door and returned to sit at his desk at the front of the class. He then called Mary up to see him. The young girl stood beside him and he swiveled his chair until he was facing her.

"Mary," he whispered hoarsely, his rheumy gray eyes boring into hers. "You've been a very disobedient little girl. You know you're always to sit so that I can see your pretty little snatch. I'm going to write a note for you to give to your father and mother so that they'll know what a naughty girl you are."

"Oh please, Mr Hunter," Mary said, her blue eyes wide with fear. "I didn't mean to be naughty. I was just trying to get rid of a cramp in my leg. I'm very sorry if I disappointed you but please, please, don't tell my parents."

Mr Hunter is past retirement age. He is the oldest teacher at Our Lady of Perpetual Misery High School. In fact, it was only when he learned that Mary was going to be one of his students that he decided to stay on past his sixty-fifth birthday. He found the little minx intriguing, especially because of her remarkable resemblance to Sarah, his oldest granddaughter. He smiled. "Well, maybe you can make it up to me. Lift the front of your kilt now." As Mary obeyed, revealing her lower abdomen and the plump fleshy cleft of her cunt, Mr Hunter straightened his legs and spread them while unzipping his fly. He pulled out his leathery old cock and then reached over to the narrow shelf that runs along the bottom of the whiteboard. He lifted up a three-foot long pointer—a half-inch in diameter wooden rod with a bright yellow plastic tip. He ordered the fourteen year-old to come closer and to stand with her legs further apart. Mary stood between her teacher's knees and trembled as he ran the side of the pointer up the inside of her left thigh. He moved the rod higher and higher up her leg until it came in contact with her left pussy lip. The young girl has a small silver ring anchored in the flesh at the base of her clitoris. Mary gave a little yelp when her teacher raised the pointer higher and pushed it firmly against the groove of her snatch. Her cunt lips clasped the shaft at its middle so that a foot and a half of wood extended behind her, lifting up the hem at the back of her skirt. He let go of the pointer and, to his delight, it remained in place, held tightly by the soft cleft of the young girl's pussy and ass.

The geography teacher began to stroke his cock with one hand and saw the wooden rod back and forth along the soft groove of Mary's cunt with the other. Tears of humiliation coursed down her cheeks but she could not wipe them away for she had to continue to hold the front of her dress up so Mr Hunter could admire her snatch. Mary hated that her parents force her to comply with the sadistic demands of perverts like Old Man Hunter. As he sawed her cunt with the wooden rod, he joked that he hoped for her sake that there were no splinters in the wood. He changed the pointer's angle by raising his hand a little so that the top of the rod rubbed against her clitoris. He was pleased to see that she was making the rod slick and shiny with her pussy juice.

"You know, my dear," he whispered. "You've got a beautiful pussy. Does your father make you shave it?"

"He has my brother pull the hairs out by their roots as soon as they begin to form," she replied. "My father says he never wants to see me with cunt hair, Sir."

"Yes, I agree with him," Hunter said. "A bald quim is a beautiful quim. How old were you when you got that lovely clitty ring?"

"My parents gave it to me for Christmas when I was twelve." Despite her mortifying situation, the rod was arousing Mary as it rubbed against her intimate flesh, especially when it became greasy with her cunt nectar. The old teacher's cock was now ramrod straight. A clear drop of pre-cum glistened on its purple tip before it began to run down the head of his dick.

"Tell me Mary. How old were you when you got your cherry popped?"

Mary tried to concentrate on the question but found it difficult as she neared orgasm. "On my tenth birthday, after my friends had all been picked up from my party by their mothers, my Dad and the fathers of six of the girls who attended my party raped me."

"Really? And what did your mother do while the men were giving you a birthday banging?"

"Mother, took the video of the birthday party and the gang-bang. She then handed the camera to Daddy who filmed her strapping on a dildo and fucking me with it while the men held me down. If you want, Sir, you can buy the DVD for $200.00. It's called "How Little Mary Lost Her Cherry". Mother is selling copies to raise cash to send my brother to college."

"Well, maybe I'll buy a copy. I'm sure the other teachers would be delighted to watch it some afternoon in the teachers' lounge."

As her teacher continued to diddle her with his wooden pointer, Mary's cheeks flushed and her breath became shallow. He could see that she was about to have an orgasm.

"Mary!" he said sharply. "Don't forget that you are serving a detention. You are not to cum." As soon as he said that he lowered the pointer until it was level with the tops of her stockings and then sharply raised it so that it snapped into her cunt meat.

"OWW!!!" she wailed as the pain jerked her away from the brink of orgasm. She hopped from one foot to another. Her little dance of pain amused the old man enormously. Mr Hunter stood up, dropped his pants and underwear and sat back against along the edge of his desk. He told Mary to unbutton her blouse and take off her kilt. She did this, exposing her half-developed breasts whose puffy nipples remained hard and engorged. Mary knew how much her coltish body that was blooming into womanhood excited the old man. He handed the pointer to Mary and told her to climb up onto the desk and straddle his cock. Obediently the young teen, who was barely five feet tall, came close and put one arm around Hunter's neck. He grabbed her under her arms and lifted her up so that she perched on the edge of the desktop with her feet straddling his legs. Standing straight, her pussy was level with his face. Mr Hunter grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her crotch into his face. Her teacher snaked his tongue into the hot channel of her vagina. Loudly licking and slurping the soft flesh of her cunt. Mary heard a click when his front tooth banged against her clitoris ring. He closed his lips over the opening of her fuck-hole and sucked her sweet girl-juice into his mouth. He pulled his lips away and tilted his head back, pulling her face to his. His lips and cheeks shone with her pussy juice. He kissed her on her lips, using his tongue to force open her mouth. He then spit a mouthful of old-man saliva and young-girl pussy nectar onto her tongue and down her throat. He pulled his face away from hers and tugged down on her shoulders. She squatted, so that the mouth of her pussy was poised less than an inch above the tip of his cock. She could feel its heat on her cunt lips.

"Since you're being punished, young lady," said the teacher hoarsely. "Place the end of the pointer on the floor and its tip in your ass-hole. As you lower your cunt onto my cock, I want you lower your ass onto the pointer.

The fourteen year-old obeyed. She gasped as the old teacher's cock plowed into her narrow cunt and mewled with discomfort as four inches of plastic tipped wood invaded her tight bum-hole. He pushed his mouth against her left breast, licking and sucking her pink nipple. Mary's nose was filled with his "old man" smell – a combination of stale tobacco, body odor and Old Spice aftershave. She looked down on the top of his head. His pathetic dandruff ridden comb-over did little to hide his bald, liver-spotted scalp. After slobbering over both breasts, he raised his head and kissed Mary on the mouth again, forcing his fleshy tongue past her lips and down her throat.

If someone had entered the class at that moment they would have seen a beautiful, petite teenaged girl teacher with a three-foot wooden pointer up her ass riding the cock of an old man. The classroom was filled with the squishing sounds of old cock hammering young cunt. Fortunately it did not take long for Mr Hunter to spurt his hot seed into the little Mary's pussy. As soon as he came he lost interest in her and roughly pushed her off of him. Fortunately she had been able to remove the pointer before she landed on the floor.

He stood up and adjusted his clothing.

"I'm finished with you for now, Mary," he said. "Just remember that as long as you go to this school you are never to hide your naked charms from me or any other male, be he man or boy. Now before you go, I want you to lick any of your shit from the end of the pointer." Mary did as ordered, managing not to wretch on the taste of her own excrement. She then buttoned her blouse over her tits that still glistened with the old man's spit and quickly left the school for home.

As she nears her house, Mary is careful to keep her cunt muscles tightly clenched. Her pussy is full of her teacher's cum for she had no time to clean herself before leaving the school. Now she's afraid the cock slime will leak out of her pussy and flow down her thighs for everyone in the street to see. At last, her large Victorian house is in sight. She sprints the last few hundred feet and clambers up the wooden steps of the front porch. She stops for a moment to gather herself and quietly opens the door. Maybe she can sneak upstairs and begin her homework and they won't notice her tardiness. She steps into the foyer and creeps quietly toward the stairs that leads to her bedroom.

"Mary, you cunt, get you little ass in here!" Her father's voice booms loudly from the kitchen. The teenager's heart sinks and she meekly obeys. Her father is sitting at the head of the kitchen table. He has come home from work and is enjoying a cup of coffee and some chocolate lady finger biscuits. Mary's mother is sitting opposite her husband with a cup of coffee in front of her. Her little brother, Billy, sits between the two adults facing Mary. He breaks into a wide grin, knowing his older sister is in trouble.

"Assume the position, Mary," orders Mother. Without hesitating, the young teenager quickly removes her kilt, shirt and shoes. She stands in front of her father clad only in white stockings. Her feet are placed at shoulder width and her fingers are interlaced behind her head. She holds her elbows parallel to the line of her shoulders. She arches her back slightly so that her small breasts stand out. She can feel Billy is moving his eyes over her naked body with such intensity that she can almost feel his gaze leaving a trail of slime on her pale skin.

Once again Mr Haven wonders at the remarkable difference in the appearance of his two children. Billy is as ugly as his sister is pretty. His daughter has been blessed with a small straight nose and full red lips. Her alabaster complexion is flawless, unmarred even by a single freckle. On the other hand Billy has coarse features. He has mousy brown unruly hair. Both children have blue eyes but Mary's are large and round while Billy's are set in a perpetual pig-like squint. The boy's large fleshy nose is covered in blackheads. His skin is oily and his cheeks and forehead are covered with acne. His crooked teeth have been fitted with heavy metal braces.

"Why are you late, Bitch?" asks her father.

"Mr Hunter made me stay after school," she responds.

"Why?"

"B… b... because I closed my legs and he couldn't see my pussy," she stammers weakly.

While Mary speaks Billy stands up and comes around the table. He stops in front of his naked sister and sits cross-legged on the floor. She tries to ignore him as he grins and feasts his eyes on her. It's bad enough that Mary has to reveal her nakedness to her parents but to have to do so in front of her bratty little brother is horribly mortifying.

"You mean to tell me that you broke one of my rules?" asks her father.

"I didn't mean to Daddy! Please, I was trying to ease a cramp in my hip. My legs were together for only a few seconds."

"A cramp in my hip," her father repeats mockingly. "That's a pathetic excuse for willful disobedience."

Before her father can continue young Billy points at her sister and says, "Look Dad, Mary's got pecker snot leaking out of her pussy… ewww, gross!" Mr Haven smiles to see that old Mr Hunter's sperm has started leaking out of the his daughter's cunt. A yellow-white rivulet of thick creamy spunk is slowly flowing down the inside of her right thigh.

Mary's mother speaks up, apparently oblivious to her daughter's humiliation. "Mary," she says, how long will it take you to finish your homework?"

"I don't know, maybe couple of hours. I've got to write a history essay," her daughter answers.

"Oh my," says Mother. "It's already five-thirty and if you start on it right now, you'll have finished your homework just in time to get ready. Later tonight Daddy is dropping you off at Mr Castle's. He's having a stag party for his brother and wants you to entertain them. I don't think you'll have time to eat your supper before you have to go so have a snack now."

"Your mother is right, Cuntlet," says Mr Haven to his daughter. "A snack will give you the strength you'll need tonight. Would you like a ladyfinger?" Despite everything Mary is hungry and says yes. Her father picks up a narrow chocolate-covered biscuit from the plate in front of him. He leans toward his daughter and runs the cookie up her thigh until it is coated with Mr Hunters cock slime. He slowly takes it away from her leg so that a thin ribbon of the old man's semen dangles between her skin and the cookie for a moment. He holds the ladyfinger in front of his daughter. She looks to see that the entire top of the biscuit is coated with a thick layer of sperm.

"Open wide," orders Dad.

She does and he plops the ladyfinger onto her tongue. Mary is used to the taste of cock-slime and without hesitation chews the cookie, mixing her teacher's jism with the cookie crumbs before she swallows. Mary's father feeds her two more cookies. By the time he scrapes the goo from her thigh with the second biscuit, there is no more sperm on her leg, so he hands the biscuit to young Billy who coats it by sticking it into his sister's cunt.

As her daughter chews the last biscuit, Mrs Haven tells Mary to get a drink. The girl goes to the cupboard and takes a glass that she carries to the fridge. On the top shelf is a sealed plastic pitcher with Mary's name printed on it with a permanent marker. She pours herself a glassful of what appears to be buttermilk from it. She then returns to the kitchen table where she is allowed to sit on the chair her brother vacated. The young teen has been taught to hook her feet around the bottom of the front legs of any chair she sits in. That way her cunt is always exposed and slightly open. Twelve year-old Billy remains sitting on the floor but has spun around to look at his sister's gaping pussy. He slides forward under the table until he is resting his chin on the seat of her chair. Mary can feel his hot breath on her cunt. "Gosh, Mary," he says loudly. "Your pussy smells like Granddad's cum." The mention of Granddad brings back memories of last Christmas when the old man spent a week with the family. Mary's job was to suck his cock whenever he wanted. Mary thought that he must have been popping Viagra like peanuts because he made her blow him at least six times a day. The old pervert made her spit his cum into a glass bottle that he told her to keep in the fridge. By Christmas day the bottle held more than a cup of the old man's cock slime. Mary remembers with horror Christmas Eve. When mother served the eggnog, the old man made his granddaughter warm up his sperm in the microwave and drink it instead. When she microwaved her grandfather's cock juice, its sharp smell filled the kitchen.

Mary shudders at the memory and takes a long drink. When she puts down the glass her upper lip is coated with a "milk" moustache. The white liquid in the glass has a slightly yellow tinge, making it look like buttermilk. In fact, it is three parts regular whole milk and one part piss from her brother or father. The fourteen year-old is used to the taste because she's been drinking it since she was ten. In fact, she has been consuming this vile liquid for so long that she can tell by the flavor, which of the two has contributed his piss.

As she drinks she tries to ignore young Billy who has put his finger in the cunt slime that has oozed out of her pussy to form a small puddle on the seat between her legs. He amuses himself by tracing his initials on her belly.

"So tell me, Mary. How was your day?" asks Mother.

"It was OK I guess. Except for Mr Hunter's detention," she replies. Billy is now pressing his oily nose into the cleft of her cunt. Mary tries to ignore him as he begins to lick her cunt lips.

"Well, dear. You know you deserved it." Mother continues. "After all, a slave like you must never disobey an order from your father or anyone else in this family for that matter."

"Yes, Mother."

"Did you have time to eat the lunch I prepared for you?"

"Yes," Mary shudders. She remembers the tomato and cheese on whole wheat that mother prepared that morning. However, instead of mayonnaise, Mrs Haven spread both slices of bread with a thick layer of Billy's cock grease. She recalls coming into the kitchen that morning to find her mother on her knees deep throating her son. She watched as her younger brother groaned and emptied his balls into his mother's mouth. After his cock slipped from her lips, Mrs Haven stood up and walked over to the counter where the ingredients of Mary's sandwich was spread out. Mary watched with disgust as Mother stood with her head over the two slices of bread and opened her lips, releasing a long greasy ribbon of boy cum onto both of them. "First cum of the day," mused Mrs Haven. "Wonderfully thick and aromatic."

"I didn't have much time to eat the sandwich," Mary recalls..

"Why not?"

"Well, just before lunch Mr Givens called me into the gym where the senior basketball team had just finished practice. He told me that the team had won a big game last night and he wanted me to reward them by sucking their cocks and swallowing their goo. I went into the boys' locker room and stripped down. Then I joined the team in the shower. I kneeled in a corner while, one by one, each boy came over and shoved his cock in my mouth."

Billy pulls his face from his sister's crotch long enough to ask, "Tell me Sis, does the spunk of a black player taste different from a white guy's?"

Mary ignores him and he goes back to gnawing and sucking on her cunt lips. The young girl tells her parents that she sucked ten cocks before lunch. "Oh yes. That damned Johnny Robbins pissed in my mouth after he came. Of course, all the other boys found that amusing and they surrounded me and showered me with piss. It's a good thing I was naked and already in the shower. At least I had time to soap off before lunch."

"That's nice dear," says mother, unfazed by her daughter's tale of degradation. "Now hurry up and finish your drink and then scoot off to write your essay," says Mother.

Mary puts down her glass and tries to stand up. "OWWW!!" she and her brother cry out simultaneously. Billy has got one of the wires from his braces hooked into Mary's clitty ring so when she tried to stand up the sensitive organ stretched painfully. She also pulled her brother up by her pussy until he banged his head on the bottom of the tabletop. Both parents laugh as they watch their children struggle to separate. Mary finally frees herself. Billy crawls out from under the table with a sheepish grin on his face while his sister stands up and heads for her bedroom.

"Just one minute, Cuntlet," says Mr Haven. "I've not forgotten you're to be punished. Come with me. You're doing your homework in the cellar." Reluctantly she follows her father down the basement steps. Billy follows them. The cellar has been outfitted to be a combination recreation room and a torture chamber. In one corner is a massive wooden desk. On it is everything she will need to do her homework, including a computer. Attached to the monitor is a small TV camera. Similar cameras dot the walls of the room. There is no chair at the desk. At a nod from Dad, Billy quickly takes off his clothes and puts on a blue ski mask. He is to "help" her with her homework. The twelve-year-old is already two inches taller than his older sister is and he outweighs her by at least twenty-five pounds. Mary's eyes are drawn to her brother's cock. He has inherited their father's prodigious manhood. Only semi-hard, it is more than six inches long.

Billy stands beside the desk so that Mary can see him. "You're real lucky, Mary-Cunt," he says. "You've got an job tonight and Dad said that I can punish you but I can't mark your body. Otherwise I would use the strap on your pretty little ass. Hell, I think Dad's wrong anyhow. I bet a lot of men would be thrilled to fuck you if your ass was one big bruise." He laughs and runs upstairs at the call of his mother.

Mary continues to type furiously. While being buggered, she realized that she could support some of her weight with her hands that rest on the desk while her fingers fly over the keyboard. This relieves some of the pressure on her back. Mary knows that her father would have caught her cheating but her brother is too slow witted to notice. Billy returns with a video camera. While she works, he moves the camera over every nook and cranny of her body, giving the Internet viewers detailed close-ups of his sister's bound nakedness.

Mary is very intelligent and in a normal family would be the pride of her parents. Despite her painful bondage, she manages to type a good essay on the effects of emancipation on the economies of post-war Confederate states. She can concentrate on her work despite knowing that possibly thousands of perverts are sitting at their computers masturbating at the sight of her punishment. Mary works quickly, spurred on by the pain her bondage has ignited in her body. After only ninety minutes she is finished.

During this time her twelve-year-old brother invited his neighbors, Tommy and Don, down to help torment his sister. The boys stripped and put on ski masks. While Don buggered the poor girl, Tommy amused himself by slowly lifting the candles so that they almost fried poor Mary's nipples. It didn't take long for Don to empty his load in her ass. He then sealed his scum inside her by shoving the butt plug back into her. Tommy tired of torturing Mary's breasts and contended himself with standing beside her head. Holding his cock inches from her face, he feasted his eyes on her naked body. In no time a long, hot stream of sperm slammed into the girl's face. She blinked her eyes furiously to clear them of of hot cock slime and kept on typing.

Father comes down and tells Billy to release his sister. The teenaged girl has little time rest for she must get ready for work. She is allowed to shower and she washes herself inside and out. After drying off she joins her mother who is waiting for her in her bedroom.

"Mary," says Mr Haven. "Mr Castle is going to have you for the entire night so bring your toothbrush and make up with you. I washed your uniform while you were doing your homework and packed it for you to wear to school tomorrow. Mr Castle said his driver would drop you off. Remember your manners and show you're appreciation to the chauffeur by sucking his cock during the trip to school."

"Yes, Mother."

"Now. I asked Mr Castle if he wants the fourteen year-old maiden or the fourteen year-old slut tonight. He said you are to be the slut. So put these clothes on and I'll do your make up. It doesn't take Mary very long to dress. When she is done she looks at herself in her full-length mirror. She is wearing red satin shorts that leave the bottoms of her ass cheeks exposed. The material is so thin and the shorts so tight at Mary can see her cunt lips outlined by the fabric– what her brother calls "lip" shorts. Her top is a tight white T-shirt that her mother shortened with scissors so that it ends an inch below her nipples, revealing the bottom halves of her breasts. The garment has the words "Mary Cocksucker" embroidered across its front in red silk thread. She has put on blue sandals with platform heels.

She goes into the bathroom and applies her make-up. When she is finished the image that stares back at her from the mirror is one of a young whore. Her lips are painted bright red and her eyes are heavily made up. She paints her toes and fingernails with the same shade of red as her lipstick. Next, she inserts several cheap earrings in her ears. One pair consists of an erect silver penis dangling from a fine chain. She puts on a gold I.D. necklace so popular with teenaged girls. Instead of her name, the letters of her necklace spell out "Cum-Slut" in golden script. Finally, she inserts a metal stud into the centre of her tongue.

She goes downstairs where her mother helps her tease her blond hair into a shaggy mop. Mrs Haven steps back to admire her daughter who looks every inch the teenaged hooker. Mary follows her Dad to the Lincoln Navigator and they drive off.

As they drive Mr Haven explains that Mr Castle is hosting a stag party for his brother who is getting married. She and a few other girls are to be the entertainment. While he explains this he makes his daughter take his cock out of his pants and give him a hand job. After he cums in her hand, he instructs her to smear his sperm over her cheeks and forehead. "It gives you a healthy glow," he jokes. After half an hour they arrive at the large mansion of Mr Castle. Before she gets out of the vehicle, Mary puts two pieces of bubble gum in her mouth. She knows that this will add to her image of a slutty teenager.

She walks up to the large front door and rings the bell. Soon a large black butler opens the door. He welcomes her back with a smile and takes her small bag while ushering the young girl into the house. Mary can hear the voices of men talking and laughing. The servant leads her through the house and onto the large terrace overlooking the grounds that surround the mansion. There are ten men sitting around a large table. Mr Castle is one of them. He smiles when he sees Mary.

"Gentlemen," he says. "Let me present part of the entertainment for this evening. This is Mary. Later on she'll be joined by a few colleagues." As he talks Mary saunters over to Mr Castle and perches on his lap. She smiles at the men and loudly pops a big pink bubble. She can feel the men feasting their eyes on her body. Mr Castle has already moved his hand up her thigh and insinuated his thumb under the hem of her shorts and into her cunt.

"What do you say, Gentlemen. Shall we have young Mary here begin with blowjobs all round?"

Mary drops to her knees. It's going to be a long evening.

………………………End of Part One

Mary the Teenaged Slut - Part Two

This story contains explicit and graphic descriptions of sexual abuse and physical torture. It is a work of pure fiction. The author does not condone this behaviour in the real world and hopes that this work will serve as a "safety valve" for readers.

--------Cerberus

Fourteen year-old slut, Mary Haven, is on her pretty dimpled knees sucking cock. As part of the entertainment at the bachelor party Mr Castle is holding for his brother, she is giving blowjobs to the ten men so far in attendance. The first man she blew was Jim Castle, the guest of honor and brother of the host. For some reason he chose to pull his cock out of the teen's mouth as he was cumming and hosed down her face and the front of her thin cotton tee shirt with greasy cockslime. All the other guests follow his example so by the time she sucks off the tenth man, her shirt is completely soaked in jism. The host of the party rises and orders her to stand before him. He tells her to hold up her arms and he carefully peels off the slimy garment. He folds it lightly and tells the girl to kneel, look up at him and open her mouth. Mary does so and Mr Castle holds the folded garment over her. He wrings it between his powerful hands and ropes of cum are squeezed out of the garment into her mouth. She cannot swallow fast enough and the man-juice quickly fills her mouth to overflowing and runs down to coat her small but perfect breasts. Castle then tells Mary to sit on the floor of the terrace. As she does so the host whistles loudly. In a moment Maximus comes loping onto the terrace. Mary braces herself. The beast outweighs her by sixty pounds. Maximus is a Neapolitan Mastiff – the largest, ugliest dog the young teen has ever encountered. Whenever she sees him she remembers that dogs like him were thought to be the type of war dog used by the Roman legions. Despite his vicious appearance Mary knows that the attack dog can be quite friendly. He skids to a stop in front of Mary, his huge head inches from hers. He is panting loudly and strings of drool hang from his slavering jaw, mirroring the ribbons of sperm dripping from Mary's chin. With a loud snuffling sound Maximus lunges forward and begins to lick the cum from the young girl's breasts. His huge, wet tongue tickles as he bathes her flesh with canine saliva. The men laugh at the site of the huge, ugly dog slobbering all over the perfect flesh of the adorable teen. The dog pushes Mary onto her back with his snout. He continues to bathe her chest until all traces of jism are gone.

"Max must be gay," Mr Castle jokes. "He just loves the taste of cum."

The dog is straddling Mary's slim body. He moves up slowly to lick her face. It doesn't take long for her cheeks to glisten with dog spit. Maximus stops licking and looks at his Master. He whimpers softly.

"Mary," says the host. "I think you'll agree that Max has done a wonderful job cleaning you up. I think it only fair that you show him how much you appreciate his efforts."

Mary knows what both Mr Castle and the dog want. Still lying on her back, she reaches up between the hound's back legs and begins stroking his cock with her right hand. The bright red organ immediately begins to harden and swell in her fingers. She raises up and licks the tip of the canine cock. She wrinkles her nose at the taste of the animal's bitter pecker snot. Unlike that of a human, a canine cock constantly discharges sperm as long as it remains hard. The huge animal whimpers more loudly and begins to pump his hindquarters rhythmically. Mary dutifully wraps her lips around the swollen head of the cock. She can feel it slide along her tongue and jam into the opening of her throat. She forms a tight ring around the animal's shaft with her lips and sucks hard, filling her mouth with the beast's semen.

"My God! Look at that little girl suck off that dog," Mary hears one of the guests say to Mr Castle. "You told us she was a slut, Victor, but I had no idea that she would sink so low as to blow your dog." Despite her degrading position, Mary can feel her pussy begin to tingle and get wet. She silently agrees that she is, indeed, a sex crazed skank.

"Mary is the biggest slut it's been my pleasure ever to meet," agrees the host. "The fact that she has sunk to such a profound level of depravity at so young an age, is a tribute to the hard work of her parents."

"You know," continues the guest as he watches the huge dog fucking the young girl's head. "I have a thirteen year-old niece named Brittany. Despite her stripper's name, the little bitch is so prim and proper that she makes me want to rape, beat and bum fuck her every time I see her. Maybe I could tell my sister that I'd be happy to pay to send her daughter to summer camp. Instead, I would bring her to Mary's mom and dad. That would give them two months to turn her into a cock slave. That would make the annual Thanksgiving reunion at my sister's house worth looking forward to."

By now the end of Maximus's dick has swollen so much that it completely fills the teenager's mouth. His balloon-shaped cock head is so big that there is little room in Mary's mouth for jism. She cannot swallow it fast enough to prevent it from spilling over her lips and streaming down her cheeks. At last Max is spent. He whimpers and barks as he tries to pull his cock out of the teenager's mouth but it is "locked" and remains so engorged that Mary can't spit it out. Maximus tries to run from the terrace. The men laugh loudly as he drags a struggling Mary along the floor.

"Stop, Max!" shouts Mr Castle. The dog obeys and stands still. After a few minutes his cock deflates and pops out of Mary's mouth. The teen lies dazed and gasping for breath on the terrace as Maximus calmly returns to the small puddle of his sperm that had poured out of Mary's mouth. He noisily licks it up. Mary lies on her back, thankful that the dog is drinking his own sperm for if he didn't, she'd probably have to.

Three more men arrive for the party. Looking at the half-naked girl and Maximus, they ask Castle what they had missed

"Oh, not much," jokes Mr Castle. "We were just watching young Mary there playing with my dog."

By now Mary has recovered enough to stand up. She is still wearing her tight red shorts and blue platform sandals. Remarkably, she still has the bubble gum in her mouth that she was chewing upon her arrival. It has been thoroughly laced with dog and man sperm. Nonetheless, the teen can still blow bubbles. Mr Castle laughs and tells her to go inside and find Grimes, the butler, who will give her something else to wear. "Tell him I said you can brush your teeth," he added. "I don't know about the rest of you guys but I don't want to taste Max when I kiss Mary."

Mary goes into the large house and finds the butler in the kitchen. "Mr Grimes," she says. "Mr Castle said I can brush my teeth and then you'll give me a new outfit to wear."

The black man looks at the half-naked teen and smiles. "Of course, Mary. Just come with me." He ushers the young girl up a flight of stairs. He makes sure that she climbs the stairs first so that he can feast his eyes on her beautiful ass. He leads her into a bathroom where she gets rid of her gum. On the counter is a new toothbrush still in its box and a tube of toothpaste. He tears the cellophane wrapper and removes the toothbrush. "A nice new brush for you, my dear," he says. "Just let me get those bristles nice and wet before you use it." He goes over to the toilet and unzips his fly. He pulls out his cock and begins to pee. He holds the brush in the yellow stream of piss until the white bristles are saturated. When he is finished he gives the dripping brush to Mary. "Don't forget to put some toothpaste on it," he reminds her with an evil grin. The teen grimaces and looks at the bristles, now dripping with piss. She turns on the tap to rinse them with clean water when Grimes growls, "Don't rinse it, bitch. Just put on some toothpaste and begin brushing. If you rinse that fucking brush first, I'll shove it up your pretty ass and then make you use it."

Mary smiles demurely and offers to suck his cock if he'll just let her rinse the brush.

He laughs and responds that he wouldn't want to put his cock in that sewer she calls a mouth. Unhappily, she resigns herself to her task and squeezes some toothpaste on the urine-soaked bristles and begins brushing. The minty flavor of the paste doesn't quite mask the acrid bitterness of the butler's piss. While she scrubs her mouth clear of the spunk of ten men and one dog, Grimes sidles up to her. He slips his hand into the waistband at the back of her shorts and fondles her left butt cheek. Mary manages to ignore him until he spreads her butt cheeks and insinuates his middle finger into her asshole. She brushes and rinses as he invades her bottom until his finger is inside her up to its second knuckle. The poor girls find it hard to concentrate on brushing as the black butler twists the end of his finger inside her ass. When she is finished she puts down the brush and Grimes pulls his finger out of her. "I'd make you lick my finger clean," he says as he washes his hands, "but you'd have to brush your teeth all over again. Now come with me and I'll give you your new outfit."

Mary follows the butler into a guest bedroom. On the bed is her new outfit. "It shouldn't take you long to put on," the butler jokes. It consists of a pair of sheer red stockings and a matching red lace garter belt. That's all. The young girl takes off her sandals and shorts. She fastens the garter belt around her waist and pulls on the stockings. The belt is made of a fine red lacy material and the stockings hug the contours of her slender legs. She stands before a full-length mirror and fastens the garters to the tops of her stockings. Grimes gives her a pair of scarlet leather pumps with four-inch stiletto heels that she slips on. She will have no trouble balancing on those shoes for her parents taught her to walk on high heels when she was only six. As she looks at herself in the mirror the butler says that only one thing needs to be added to complete her outfit. He holds up a fine gold chain with a small slip-ring at each end. Kneeling before Mary, he hooks one end of the chain to her clitty ring and the other to a small loop of material in the front of her garter belt. As a result, Mary's clitoris is pulled out uncomfortably from the folds of her pussy. Grimes stands up. Mary heads for the door when Grimes says, "Just a moment, Mary." The young girl stops and turns to face the butler. "Go into the bathroom and fix your make-up." Mary obeys and re-applies the make-up that the dog had washed away with his tongue. In addition, she applies the same shade of red lipstick to her nipples as she has to her lips. She carefully uses a brush tipped with shocking pink blush to intensify the color of the perfect round aureola that surrounds each nipple.

As she approaches the stairs leading down to the foyer, Mary can hear more guests arriving for the party. She walks down the stairs, ignoring the lustful gazes of the men who have just arrived.

"Why, Mary," a man shouts. "It's wonderful to see you here."

The fourteen year-old turns to and sees Father Finnegan, the priest at the church she and her family attend almost every Sunday. "Hello, Father," she says weakly as she blushes.

"Come here my child," says the old priest with the hint of a soft Irish brogue. "Let me take a good look at you."

Mary stands before him. In her heels her eyes are level with his. He looks her up and down. Stepping closer he pluck her cunt chain like a harp string, smiling when his young parishioner grimaces with pain. "Mary, my child, you certainly look different tonight than when I see you on Sunday mornings," he smirks. "There you sit, all prim and proper in your gray skirt with your white blouse buttoned to your neck. I much prefer to see you this way." He fondles her left breast and then pinches her ruby red nipple. Then he takes her right hand and places it on his crotch. Mary can feel his cock harden. She rubs the front of his trousers. "Child," he continues. "I notice that you always have a look of suffering on your beautiful face during Mass," he continues. "Do your sins weigh so heavily on your slim shoulders?"

"No Father," Mary replies. "The pained look on my face is there because my parents make me attend church with a ridged butt plug up my ass. They also force me wear a punishment bra. In fact just about the only time I can wear a bra is in church."

"A punishment bra, my dear," says the Father Finnegan as he continues to fondle the young girl. "What in the world is that?"

"Well, Father," explains the girl. "Usually it's just a normal bra, a size too small, whose inside surface is coated with tiny spikes. The spikes aren't long enough to break the skin of my boobies, but they still hurt all the time. But when I've been naughty Daddy makes me wear the Ant Farm."

"The Ant Farm?" Mary can feel the priest's cock getting harder.

"It's a bra that fits tightly around the base of each of my titties," she says. "But not tightly over them. That's so the fire ants can swarm all over during the service. Mom usually coats my nipples with honey so the ants will concentrate on them. Fortunately they can't make me wear the ant farm too often because it takes weeks for the swelling to go down enough for me to go back to selling ten dollar fucks to the tourists down on State Street."

The idea of celebrating Mass in front of a young girls whose budding tits are being simultaneously tickled and stung by hundreds of ants is too much for the old man. He groans and cums in his pants. Mary can feel the greasy stain on the front of his black trousers.

One of the other guests has been watching the exchange. "Oh Father," he jokes. "It's wonderful to finally meet a priest who prefers young girls to young boys."

"Get away with you now," laughs Father Finnegan. "I'm just conferring with one of my young parishioners."

"I can see that," says the other guest as he looks at the semen stained front of the old priest's trousers. "I trust that after you recover you'll have her down on her knees before you, sucking your holy dick."

"Indeed," laughs Father Finnegan. "Perhaps while she's on her knees I'll listen to her confession although it'll be difficult for her to speak with my cock in her mouth."

Both men laugh and head for the lower level of the mansion. Mary follows them into a large party room that is filled with at least thirty men. "Mary!" shouts Victor Castle. "Come over here."

The teen walks over to where the host is sitting and accepts an invitation to sit on his knee."

"Yes, Mr Castle?" she says brightly.

"Just about everyone is here now," he says. "So I want you to stand in the middle of the room while I make an announcement."

After Mary does as ordered, Mr Castle calls for silence. Immediately the men in the room, who have been watching Mary, stop talking.

The host rises. "Gentlemen," he begins. "Some of you haven't been introduced to this evening's door-prize. Mary, say hello to these nice gentlemen."

Mary blushes and says hello.

"As I said," continues Castle. "Young Mary here is the door-prize for tonight's party. Soon I will all ask each of you to write you name on a small piece of paper and my brother, the guest of honor, will draw the name of the lucky man who will get to have Mary for the rest of the night after the party ends. While Grimes hands out the slips and pens, let's get to know more about Mary and her special talents."

The butler circulates throughout the room handing out one-inch square pieces of plasticized paper and narrow waterproof markers for each man to write his name on. As he does so, Mr Castle speaks to the young girl.

"How old are you, Mary?"

"Fourteen."

"Are you a virgin?" he asks ironically.

"No" Mary blushes.

"How many men have fucked you?"

"I don't know. Probably hundreds."

"Have you ever been fucked by a dog?"

"Yes."

"How about a cat?"

The men in the room laugh as Mary says that a cat has never fuck her.

Mary blushes and says nothing while the host of the party takes something out of a drawer in a side table beside his chair.

"Oh, Mary," say Castle as he holds the object up. "Do you know what that is?"

"Yes, sir. It's a dildo." Mary looks at the black cock. It is ten inches in length and three inches in diameter.

"Come here and see if you can you fit it in your mouth," orders Castle.

Mary takes the sex-toy and brings the tip of the artificial dick to her lips. She opens her mouth as wide as she can but cannot fit the head of the cock into her mouth. "No I can't," she says.

Can you fit it in your cunt?"

Mary spreads her legs and insinuates the end of the cock into her pussy. She gasps as the hard plastic spreads her cunt lips. The men in the room murmur with excitement as they watch the young girl's labia stretch until the head of the cock is completely enfolded by the soft flesh of her snatch.

One astonished man says that the dildo must be a thick as the business end of a baseball bat.

Mary feeds another few inches of black cock into her stretched pussy. She them removes her hands. Five inches of thick plastic are imbedded in her girl flesh.

"Well done," remarks the host. Now take the cock out of you cunt."

Mary does as ordered as the host says to his guests, "You'd think that if Mary can take that enormous cock into her pussy she must be as loose as a forty year-old five-dollar crack whore. Are you that loose, Mary?"

"No sir."

"Prove it."

Mary saunters over to one of the guests, who she recognizes as Mr Quinlan, the Guidance Counselor at her school. "Mr Quinlan," she says sweetly. "May I borrow your pen?"

Quinlan smiles and goes to hand her the marker.

Mary smiles and says, "Why don't you just slide into my pussy."

The man pushes the rounded end of the pen into Mary's cunt. It doesn't fall out. Mary walks back into the center of the room. The pen remains in her pussy.

"You can see for yourselves, gentleman," announces their host. "The wonderful resiliency of young teenaged cunt. One moment she can spread her pussy lips and take in a huge dildo and the next her snatch remains tight enough to hold a thin pen. A thousand cocks won't stretch her young pussy out of shape.

"Mary," he continues. "Since you've got a pen in your cunt, why don't you show these gentlemen what you parents taught you to do.

Mary smiles and walks over to another guest. "What's your name, sir?" she asks.

"Bill," replies the man.

"I noticed you haven't signed your slip of paper yet," she continues. "Would you like me to do it for you"?

"Sure."

"Then place the sheet on the back of your hand and put your hand between my legs."

Bill smiles and does as asked.

Mary squats slightly until the point of the pen comes in contact with the paper. She then gyrates her hips slightly and the pen in her cunt spells out "William" in flawless script on the paper. There are even dots over each "i".

The men in the room laugh as Bill holds up the slip for all to see and announces loudly that Mary writes more neatly with her twat than he does with his hand. "How did you learn to write so well with your pussy?" he asks Mary.

"My mother makes me practice regularly. Last winter she sent out more than sixty Christmas cards and mom made me write out a greeting on each of them without using my hands," says Mary with perverse pride. "You can have your pen back now, Mr Quinlan."

The old guidance counsellor laughs and removes the pen from Mary's pussy. He holds it under his nose and sniffs her girlish cunt scent, telling her that he shall treasure it always.

Mr Castle says that it now time to draw to see who will win Mary for the night. He tells her to lie on her back in the middle of the floor. He stands at her feet and bends down. He lifts her legs up by her ankles until only her shoulders and head support her weight. She uses her arms to balance herself so that her upturned torso remains vertical. Mr Castle continues to push her ankles forward so that her legs bend at her hips. Her thighs are now parallel to the floor. He orders her to remain in that position but to bend her knees and spread her legs. She does so, exposing the fleshy bowl of her cunt and asshole.

As Mary balances on her shoulders, Mr Castle tells each man to fold his piece of paper tightly and come up to insert it into Mary's cunt. With much enthusiasm, thirty men line up. It takes only a few moments for before all of them have shoved their names into her pussy. Some make sure that their piece is in her by shoving the full length of their fingers into her. As they continue to stuff her cunt, Mary grimaces with pain. The folded slips have sharp corners that scrape the tender flesh of her love chute. Despite the pain, Mary's pussy begins to pulsate. She's getting aroused and her pussy is getting wet. One of the men notices this after removing his fingers from Mary's cunt. They are dripping with the horny teen's hot girl-juice. He tells his host that he now understands why they had to write their names with waterproof marker on plasticized slips.

Two wise guys are disqualified from the lottery when they shove their folded pieces of paper into the teenager's upturned asshole. Finally her pussy is filled with all the lottery entry forms. May holds her position while the host's brother approaches. He keeps her from falling over by shoving the middle finger of his left hand into her butt hole. He invades her pussy with two fingers of his other hand. Mary groans as he swirls his fingers around until he catches a slip of paper between them. A mini-orgasm radiates from her chained clitty through her body. Castle's brother pulls his fingers out of her ass and cunt and unfolds the paper. He announces that the lucky winner of a night with teen slut Mary is Mr Frederick Sukaluski. Mary has calmed down and recognizes the name although she had not noticed him in the room, even when he shoved his ballot in her cunt. Mary recalls a weekend last year when her parents sent her to stay with him. He proved to be a particularly sadistic man who took great pleasure in humiliating and hurting her. In fact, when she returned from the weekend, her father made Sukaluski pay an additional sum of money to make up for the time the thirteen-year-old needed to recover before she could fuck again.

Mr Castle lets Mary stand up. As she removes the losing slips from her cunt and ass, he looks at his watch and says that he promised his nephews a treat and that she is it. "It appears, my dear that this party for my brother is turning into a film festival of sorts. Instead of gambling and carousing this group prefers to view some examples from my extensive collection of Thanatos Films." he announces as Grimes turns on the huge digital television located at one end of the room. Castle holds up some DVDs for Mary to see. The cover photos reveal that these movies are not your run of the mill pornography. One film is called "High School to Hell" and its cover picture shows a girl about the same age as Mary kneeling naked on a tile floor. She is crying as two streams of piss spray her face and fill her mouth. Another film is called "Little Red Riding Whore" and its cover photograph is of a young girl on her hands and knees being fucked from behind by a wolf. The blood coursing down her inner thighs is the same color as the red cape that is draped over her shoulders. Mary knows that these films are going to flame the sadistic embers of this group of men and fears for what the night may bring. Mr Castle interrupts her thoughts by telling her that his three nephews are playing on the tennis courts behind the house. She is to join them there immediately. He will send Grimes out to bring her back later.

Mary makes her way outside. It is dark out but the tennis court is brightly lit by floodlights. As she approaches she sees Mr Castles three nephews. They are not playing tennis. Instead they are racing radio-controlled cars. The oldest boy, who appears to be Mary's age, sees her coming before his two brothers do.

"Holy shit!" he exclaims. "Look what's coming this way." His two brothers follow his gaze. They grin at the sight of a beautiful nearly naked teenager. Mary notices that the other two boys are younger than she is.

She steps onto the court and the lights illuminate her body.

"Wow," says one boy. "She has no pussy hair. And her pussy lips are wet."

"Yeah," says his brother. "And look at how red and hard her nipples are."

As she comes closer, Mary sees that the two younger boys are identical twins. They appear to be the same age as her twelve year-old brother. In their fascination with her, the boys have let their toy cars come to a stop.

She stops in front of them and smiles. "Hello, my name is Mary. Your uncle told me to come out and play with you." She runs a finger along her pussy lips, capturing some of the moistness produced by her orgasm. Mary then places her glistening finger into her mouth and sucks on it.

"Can we fuck you?" asks one of the twins excitedly.

"Of course," Mary replies after sucking her finger dry.

"Would you suck our cocks?" asks the other twin.

"I'd love to."

"That's great!" they say in unison and begin to pull down their shorts.

"Wait! Wait!" the older youth shouts. "First, let's let Mary play with our cars. Then we'll fuck her." The three youngsters walk away and confer with each other. Every once in a while, one of them will look over at Mary and smile evilly. One of the twins runs into the house to get something. While they wait, the two other boys run their dirty hands over every inch of Mary's body. The older boy sticks his index finger into her pussy and then pushes it into her mouth. Mary endures this youthful molestation with good humor until the other brother returns. He is holding a large spool of thin nylon string, a pair of scissors and two long sewing needles. For a moment the boys ignore Mary as they cut three twenty-five-foot long lengths of string from the spool. Each boy takes his string and ties it tightly to the rear bumper of his toy car. They then line the cars up facing away from Mary, about five feet in front of her. The older brother approaches Mary and studies the chain between the front of her garter belt and her clitoris. He unfastens the end that was attached to her belt and ties the end of his string to it.

"Oh no!" shouts Mary when she realizes what the boys intend to do.

"Shut up!" the older brother orders and quickly grabs her by her shoulders. He maneuvers behind her and puts her in a tight full nelson wrestling hold. Mary struggles in vain as the boy leans back exposing his captive to his brothers. The twins, having tied their strings to their cars quickly approach Mary. Her eyes widen in horror when she sees them brandishing the needles. Working together, each boy pinches one of her nipples. He stretches it out and places the point of his needle at the base of each ruby red nubbin. They glance at each other and smile and then push the needles through her nipple flesh.

"Eeeeaaaghhh!" Mary screams as the steel pushes though her super sensitive nipple meat.

She looks down to see the points emerging from the opposite sides of her nipples. Shiny droplets of blood blossom where the steel meets her flesh. The boys keep pushing until each two-inch long needle is centered in her nipple. Each lad works quickly to demonstrate the skills he has learned as a Boy Scout by tying a noose in the end of his piece of string and slipping it over the ends of the needle in one her breasts. Next, the twins hold on to the weeping girl while their older brother cuts a length of string from the spool and ties her thumbs together tightly behind her back. Before she can recover, each boy picks up his remote control and presses the accelerator button. With loud whines the three cars shoot along the surface of the tennis court. In an instant the cords tied to Mary's body go taut and jerk her forward. The cars, which resemble large Hummers and must weigh about twenty pounds each, viciously pull at her nipples and clitty ring. She tries not to run but the pain is too great so she chases after the vehicles, trying to relieve the agonizing stretching of her flesh. She follows the little cars on her high heels down the length of the court and out onto the lawn. The twins control the cars attached to her tits. At a signal from their older brother, the Hummer pulling on her left breast turns left sharply while the one attached to her other nipple turns right. The car jerking at her cunt makes a U-turn and rushes toward her. It whizzes between her legs. Mary's nipples get jerked in opposite directions and cord attached to her clit is pulled cruelly into the crease of her cunt and ass. Her poor clitty is stretched down painfully by the Hummer that is now heading back towards the boys. Mary loses her balance and falls forward onto the lawn. The boys stop their cars while she lies stunned and moaning on the grass. They whip off their shorts and fall on her. They cut away the strings and pull the needles out of her tits. With the enthusiasm of youth they drag her to her feet. One of the twins sits on the grass and his brothers center young Mary over him that her asshole touches the tip of his erect cock. He pulls down on her hips, impaling her ass with his pole. He grabs her shoulders and pulls her back onto him while his twin kneels between both their legs and shoves his cock into her pussy. Meanwhile the older boy kneels at her head and pushes his cock into her mouth. Mary gags as the fleshy pole invades her throat. She is not even being given the opportunity to suck this cock. No. This is a brutal skull-fuck. Her nose is jammed into his ball sac and is filled with the pungent goat-like smell of a horny young man. The boys cackle when they hear the gagging noises coming from poor Mary as she struggles to breath with the boy's prick jammed into her throat. He begins to saw in and out of her head. Her saliva mixes with his pre-cum to form a clear sticky liquid that drips from his cock-shaft in long bubbly threads every time he pulls it from her mouth. Soon her nose is filled with this slime and her cheeks glisten with it. After a few moments, Mary can feel the cocks in her pussy and ass pulsate as the twins spew cum into her at the same time. The older brother continues to pound his cock into her gullet. The twins have now recovered and kneel on either side of Mary. One of them pinches her nostrils shut so that the only chance she gets to breathe is when the older boy pulls out of her mouth before slamming his dick back into her. They guffaw when this cruelty makes her choke and gag more loudly. One twin moves between the teenaged girl's legs. He is delighted to see that the cockslime of both himself and his brother is leaking out of Mary's cunt and asshole. He gathers as much as he can into the palm of his hand and returns to join his brothers. While the older lad continues to rape her mouth, the younger one lets the cockslime in his hand slide along his fingers and drip into her upturned nostrils and onto the top of his brother's cockshaft. Now when she struggles to breathe through her nose, she blows large liquid bubbles of sperm. The sight of her thrashing about pushes the older brother over the edge and he coats the inside of her mouth with a flood of hot sperm.

After he pulls out and stands up, Mary lies on the grass. She wonders why the boys were so mean to her. She would have happily given them blowjobs and let them fuck her. Now she is a mess. Her stockings are torn and the chain that was attached to her pussy ring is lost. She staggers to her feet just as Grimes, the butler, arrives with Cokes for the boys. As the boys drink, Grimes looks at Mary. "Oh my," he says. "You boys sure play rough."

"Yeah, we do." says the older brother. "And we're not finished. I want to tie Mary here to the tennis net and see if I can fit the end of a tennis racket up her ass."

Mary blanches with fear but, fortunately, Grimes informs the boys that she is wanted back at the house. If they wish, they can join the grown ups in the party room while Mary gets cleaned up. At first the boys are disappointed but when the butler tells them that if they hurry, they can catch the beginning of the film called "Jane of the Jungle", they rush off.

Mary and Grimes follow at a slower pace. She hears the older youth explaining to his brothers that the movie is real good. "It's one of those Thanatos Films," he says. "I've seen it once before. In it bigger and more ferocious jungle animals fuck a really hot fifteen-year-old Chinese cunt. She starts with a chimpanzee and then a gazelle and then a hyena. After that it gets pretty bloody cause the animals don't know whether to fuck her or eat her. By the time the leopard gets to her…."

"Shut up, Bill," says one of the twins. "Don't spoil the movie by telling us how it ends."

Mary and Grimes enter the house just as the boys go downstairs to watch the film. She is brought upstairs where Grimes tends to her wounded nipples. She is permitted to take a quick shower.

After drying off, she is given another outfit to wear. It consists of four pieces – a black leather cuff for each wrist and ankle. A small padlock ensures that each cuff will remain fastened. A large silver ring is sewn to the outside of each cuff. While Mary applies her make-up, Grimes pulls her golden hair into two pigtails that he ties in place with black ribbons.

Mary is then led downstairs where the film festival from hell is still taking place. When she enters the room she sees that most of the men are stroking their cocks while watching the images on the large screen. At the moment they see the close-up of the pain-filled face of a beautiful Asian teenaged girl. The picture dissolves and then shows the girl from the side. She is bent forward over a huge rough log. Mary sees that the poor girl cannot escape for her arms have been stretched forward along the surface of the log and held in place by large steel nails that have been hammered through the center of the back of each hand. A hyena is pushing his swollen cock into her pussy from behind. The beast's powerful jaws are locked on the back of the poor girl's neck. An animal handler struggles with a leash to pull the beast's head back to prevent him from decapitating her.

Mr Castle looks up and sees Mary. "Gentlemen," he announces as he walks up to her. "Young Mary has returned. Grimes and I are going to set her up and, in a few minutes, she will be available to use as a human Kleenex. Take advantage of your opportunity to fuck her as often as you like. Just one thing though. As you know, I am a supporter of the League of Morality whose mission is to force record companies to clean up the filthy and corrupting images seen on today's music videos. In support of this effort I ask that each of you deposit fifty cents in a conveniently placed piggy bank each time you deposit your spunk into this little sex-piggy."

The two men take Mary to one side of the room where four thick posts have been screwed into the floor. Fastened to the top of each post is a chain. After a few minutes Grimes and Mr Castle have poor Mary hanging spread-eagled from the four posts. She is suspended parallel to the floor at waist height. Grimes puts a toy plastic bucket on the floor under her head and another one under her butt. He places large piggy bank on a small stand near the girl.

It doesn't take long for a line up of men to form. Grimes remains in the room to make change for them. One man after another shoves his cock into her tight cunt. Most don't even look at her while they rape her. Instead they watch the screen with fascination. Mary begins to orgasm after the third man invades her cunt. After half an hour the fourteen-year-old's pussy is dripping cockslime and her own girl-juice into the bucket. The pail under her head is filling up with a sticky cocktail of saliva and pre-cum as several men choose to skull fuck her. Mary realizes that there must be something in the water that these men have been drinking because they come back to fuck her over and over again. The gangbang is becoming a blur of cocks to the teenager. Concentric rings of electricity seem to pulsate out from her cunt through her body as she is racked by multiple orgasms. This, despite the fact that both her cunt and throat are chafed raw. Several times one of the men plugs her throat with his cock for so long that she can't breath and she almost passes out. This increases the intensity of the teen slut's orgasm. One man, who doesn't want to miss a moment of the films, is resourceful enough to use her head as a urinal and pisses down her throat. However, because her head is pointed at the screen, most of the guests choose to fuck her cunt so that they can rape her and watch the screen at the same time. When Mary doesn't have a mouthful of cock, she can also watch the images on the screen. They are hardly comforting. It appears that most of the men here are aficionados of the genre of cinema commonly known as "Snuff" films. While being brutalized (and between orgasms), young Mary takes the opportunity to thank her lucky stars that her parents have not sold her to the infamous Thanatos Society, the producer of the majority of the world's snuff films.

Mary hangs from her chains while numerous cocks batter her pussy. While being raped, she sees such horrors on the screen as a buxom sixteen-year old girl having her nipples stapled to the edge of a wooden table to keep her still while a man peels the skin from her breasts with cheese slicer. She watches a fifteen-year-old boy using two grapefruit spoons to pluck out the eyes of his twelve-year-old sister. He makes her eat them while he rapes her. Cockslime continues to fill the buckets beneath Mary as she watches a woman in her early twenties being bum-fucked by a red-hot poker. And so it goes for what seems like hours. Mary's stomach fills with so much spunk that she throws up twice, filling the bucket beneath her head to overflowing. Her nipples are swollen to twice their size because of the brutal pinches of her rapists. One of the men is about to burn his initials on her tits with his cigar but is stopped by Mr Castle who says regretfully that he promised Mary's parents that she would not be scarred.

By two in the morning all the snuff and torture DVDs have been screened, so Mr Castle shows a Thanatos Celebrity production. He remarks on the enormous power of the Thanatos Society who could coerce such famous people as Brittany, Gwyneth, Christine and Avril into participating in a four-way lesbian bondage orgy in front of the cameras. By the time that film ends almost all the men are sated. Mary hangs semi-conscious from the posts. The sperm coating her face looks like white icing. It trickles through her matted hair and drips into the pail under her head.

The party is ending. Before the men leave, they gather around Mary. The plastic pails are overflowing with a solution of cum and spit. Gobs of pecker snot drip out of the teen's snatch and plop noisily onto the surface of the slime filled bucket.

Grimes removes the piggy bank to count the money

"Mary,' Castle says. "Just how many times do you think you came while these nice gentlemen were fucking you?"

"Gee, Mr Castle, I lost count," Mary says wearily. " It must have been dozens and dozens. My pussy is really sore and so is my throat but I'd be very grateful if anybody would still like to stick his cock in me."

The men roar with laughter. They are all spent. Now that they have come to their senses, they are slightly repelled by the sight of so much sperm dripping out of the young girl.

"Just to prove to you all what a huge cum slut, this little cunt is," the host announced to his guests. "Mary will now drink down the contents of these buckets." Looking into one of them he remarks that there were some pretty large lumps in it. First his brother and then he pours the vile contents of his bucket into Mary's mouth. She coughs and gagged but managed to swallow most of it. The men cheer as the visibly ill girl is released from her bondage and allowed to go to the bathroom to vomit. She can hardly walk but manages to make it.

Castle lets his dog, Maximus, into the room to lick up the large puddles of spunk that Mary couldn't swallow.

As the men prepare to leave Grimes whispers in his Master's ear. Castle smiles and says to the guests, "Guys, you'll be happy to learn that all of you have contributed a total of $90.00 to the League of Moral Decency. By my calculation it means that Mary has been fucked one hundred and eighty times in the last four hours. Well done men."

The men leave and Grimes comes into the bathroom to see how Mary is doing. He wrinkles his nose in distaste for the room smells like a video stall in an Amsterdam porno shop. He finds the naked teen kneeling at the toilet. She is asleep with her head on the seat of the commode. Her blond hair is growing stiff with drying cum. The black butler nudges her ass with his shoe and she awakes.

"Mary," he says. "Mr Castle wants to see you. He has good news and bad news to give you." Mary groggily gets to her feet. Cum continues to drool out of her abused and bruised cunt. The butler hands her a towel and a bar of soap and takes her to a shower stall where she can wash all the cockslime from her body.

After ten minutes she emerges looking every inch the All-American Teen. She follows Grimes into Castle's large oak paneled study.

Mr Castle is seated at his desk. Mary is surprised to see that her father and mother are there as well. Mr Haven tells his daughter to "assume the position". As she stands there, Mr Castle gives her the bad news.

"Mary," he begins. "You will recall that Mr Sukaluski was lucky man who won you for the night. Unfortunately, he decided that he must fly to Scotland immediately, so there will be no time for you to entertain him here. Mary sighs with relief. This is not bad news. She remembers Sukaluski's cruelties from the last time they had been alone together.

"But take heart little girl," Mr Castle continues with a smile. "I told you I have good news too. Mr Sukaluski, among other things, is what you might call a "talent scout" for the Thanatos Society. He was watching you closely this evening and has been impressed by your talents and the enthusiastic way you throw yourself into things. As a result, he has offered to buy you from your parents. They have been gracious enough to accept his offer and so you are off to Thanatos Manor in Scotland with Mr S. to begin your training as a Thanatos Society sex-slave. You lucky girl. It's not every little cunt who gets that opportunity." He manages to say that with a straight face.

"No!!" screams Mary. She has just spent much of the night watching films produced by the Thanatos Society. She knows that Mr Castle has given her a death sentence.

She looks at her father. "Oh Daddy!" she cries. "Why are you doing this? Haven't I been a good girl? I sucked you and fucked you and I serviced anyone you told me to. Please, please, let me stay with you. I'll try harder to make you happy." She dissolves into tears.

Her father blandly replies, "Look Mary, Mr Sukaluski has offered us a lot of money as well as memberships in the Society. What's more, he's promised to give us a little six-year-old that we can begin training, plus he's going to pay us to do it. How could we possibly refuse?"

Mary turns to her mother. "Mom," she begs. "Don't let them take me. You once said that I was the best muff diver who ever ate your cunt."

"Yes, I did, dear," replies Mrs Haven. "But your brother's coming along fine in that area and what's more, he's got a nice big cock and you don't."

Before her parents have a chance to tell her to behave herself, Mary bolts for the door. She almost runs into Mr Sukaluski who has just come in. He quickly assesses the situation and drives his fist into Mary's solar plexus. She drops to the floor gasping for air. As she lies there, an attendant who works for the Society wheels in what looks like a Louis Vuitton steamer trunk. It is four feet in height and two and a half feet deep. In fact, it is a travel case for slaves.

"Prepare her for her trip," orders Sukaluski in a heavy east European accent. The attendant places the small end side of the trunk on the floor and opens it up. The lid swings open like a large door revealing the interior of the case. A clear Plexiglas sheet covers the entrance of the container. The attendant removes it as Mary's parents help their daughter to her feet. She cries out when she sees what is inside the travel crate.

Mr S. and his assistant take Mary from her parents. Mr Sukaluski and his helper force her arms behind her back into a single leather sleeve that they laces tightly so that her arm are joined together from elbows to wrists. She struggles weakly in the arms of the attendant while the European fastens vicious alligator clips to each of her swollen nipples. He then threads a short string through holes in the handle of each clip. Next, he crosses the ends of the string over to form a loose knot and pulls it tightly closed.. Mary squeals as her nipples are cruelly forced together. Mary is only fourteen and her small breasts have not fully developed. As a result, they are not flxible enough to prevent her nipples from being stretched horribly towards each other. The men lead Mary to the crate. She sees through tear filmed eyes that there in no seat to rest on during the journey. Instead there is a single two-foot long perpendicular metal pipe. As she waits, the attendant attaches a narrow metal bicycle saddle to the top of the pipe. Rising up six inches from the seat is a large, clear, hollow dildo. Mr Sukaluski is explaining to Mary's parents that the thick red liquid that his assistant is pouring into the hole in the tip of the dildo is a mixture of hot pepper sauce laced with itching powder.

"Oh my," says Mrs Haven calmly to her daughter. "I imagine that your poor little cunt has already been scraped raw. I guess you won't get much sleep on your trip tonight."

The attendant has filled the large dildo and is now filling a slightly smaller one with a green liquid. Mr S. explains that the large dildo is for Mary's cunt and the smaller one is for her asshole. A small motor inside the supporting pipe will spray some of the liquid into Mary every once in a while. He goes on to explain that the green liquid in the ass-dildo is similar to the caustic brew in the other one except that, as well as itching powder, this concoction contains a drug that will cause intense cramping in little Mary's guts.

Mary tries to fight but is no match for the men who force her down on the two dildoes. The pain to her stretched flesh is terrific but it increases a hundred-fold when both cocks spit their vile fluids into her. The lining of her pussy feels like it is on fire and a sharp pain is already growing in her bowels. The clips on her breasts have begun to cut through the soft flesh of her nipples. Rivulets of blood meander down the bottom halves of her breasts. The attendant grabs the string joining her nipples at its mid point and pulls it over to a hook screwed into the side of the case facing Mary. The poor teen is forced to lean forward uncomfortably to relieve this additional tit torture. Mary is crying quite loudly now. The attendant takes advantage of her open mouth and forces the end of a short rubber hose into it. The hose is two inches in diameter. The end in her mouth resembles the mouthpiece of a diving snorkel. He holds it in place by means of an adjustable strap that he fastens around the back of the girl's head. The end of the hose extends less than an inch into Mary's mouth. She can taste the bitter rubber and something else as well. The man fastens the other end of the short hose to an attachment at the top of the case. Mr Sukaluski explains to Mary's parents that once they are on the private jet heading for Scotland, they will attach a small basin to the hole on the top of the crate to which the rubber hose is attached. "My crew and I will relieve themselves in that basin. That way, little Mary will not be thirsty. Sometime the boys get bored and I let them amuse themselves by pouring the same caustic liquid that is in her pussy dildo into the basin. After that happens, Mary will pray for someone to piss in her mouth. Of course we try to wait a while before we do." While he explains the uses of the rubber mouth hose, an assistant has looped thin wires around each of Mary's knees. He then passes the other end of each wire through metal eyes fastened to the inside top of the case. He pulls the wire so that Mary's feet are lifted from the floor of the crate. Now the dildoes are supporting her entire weight.

Mary is crying uncontrollably. Her parents can hear her sobs coming from the hole in the top of the case. She has never felt this much pain before in all her life.

An attendant places a tiny portable DVD player on a bracket on the inside of the cabinet facing Mary. Sukaluski explains that to entertain her on the trip over, young Mary will be shown a film of some of the training techniques used at Mary's new school, the Thanatos Academy of Sexual Slavery. "I think that the film will serve to motivate your daughter to co-operate," Mr S. explains to the Havens. "Especially the last hour that shows how the Society disposes of girls who do not graduate."

As he speaks, the attendant fits the Plexiglas sheet over the opening of the case. Now Mary is sealed in. "Why do you have to seal her in like that?" asks Mr Haven.

"There is one last thing that we must do to ensure that your daughter has a most unpleasant trip," replies Sukaluski. "Watch."

The attendant opens up a small trap door at the top of the case. He gently lowers a fine mesh sack tied with a silken thread. When the sack is resting on the floor of the case, he flicks the thread, opening the bag. Immediately a large swarm of mosquitoes fill the inside of the crate. Mary shakes and screams but she cannot move. Mr and Mrs Haven watched enthralled as hundreds of mosquitoes land on the soft flesh of their daughter and begin sucking her blood.

Mr S. explains that these insects have been genetically modified in the labs of a biotech company owned by the Society. They have an extremely high metabolism so must feed almost continuously. "There are one thousand mosquitoes in there to keep you daughter from being lonely," he says. "Each one will probably sting her five or ten times during the seven hours of the trip. So by the time we arrive at the Manor, little Mary may be covered with as many as ten thousand mosquito bites."

The adults watch as the insects attack the helpless teenager. Tiny beads of blood pepper her back, breasts and belly. Her legs are laced with blood. Mosquitoes are attacking the lips of her pussy. A few have already sucked blood from her clitoris.

"Why is she bleeding?" asks Mary's father.

"Not only have we engineered a higher metabolism into these bugs," says the European. "But the anti-coagulant that the insects inject into Mary to keep her blood from clotting while they drink has been made more potentl. As a result each mosquito bite will leak a little blood for about a minute. Of course, this more powerful anti-clotting agent causes each bite to be about twenty times more itchy than a normal mosquito bite."

Mary is trembling. Her skin is already a lacework of blood. Hundreds of tiny bumps have formed all over her body -- from the skin between her toes to her forehead. She has to blink constantly to clear the blood from her eyes. Mosquitoes have even bitten her eyelids. The bites itch horribly.

"Well, we must be going now if we are to get Mary to the Manor in time for her first class," says Mr Sukaluski. "Say goodbye to your daughter."

Mrs Haven simply says goodbye. Mr Haven says, "Not good by, au revoir . As I told you, the Society has made your mother and I members, so I imagine we'll meet again. Don't forget to make us proud, you little cunt." Mary has turned her head slightly to face her parents. She cannot believe that they are betraying her like this. She's always obeyed them. She always fucked whomever they told her to fuck and sucked whomever they told her to suck. Moreover, she had been a major contributor to the family's budget. She hadn't paid for her clothes since she was eleven. Preferring to shop at boutiques and giving blowjobs and cunnilingus in exchange for jeans and tube tops. Why Daddy hadn't paid for gasoline since Mary began sucking off the attendant while he pumped gas.

As the attendant begins to close the lid of the crate, Mr Haven say, "Just one thing before you close the case and leave. I wonder if I can give Mary something to remember me by?"

Mr Sukaluski smiles and says of course.

While the attendant fits the small basin to the hole on top of the case, Mr Haven steps up on a small stool. He unzips his fly and pulls out his cock. He points it to the center of the basin and, with a sigh of relief, lets loose a great jet of piss. Both Mary's eyes and cheeks bulge as her father's hot urine fills her mouth. She chokes and sputters, blowing some of the piss out of her nostrils, drowning several mosquitoes that had been feeding on her upper lip. Most of the piss ends up in her stomach. Her father zips up and hops off the stool. Just before the attendant closes the case, Mr Castle takes a photograph of Mary. "I'll send you a copy," he says to Mary's parent.

"That would be wonderful," says Mrs Haven. "We can put it on the front of our Christmas Cards this winter."

Poor Mary is plunged into darkness. Her ears are tortured by the endless high-pitched whining of the swarming mosquitoes that continue to feast on her body. The only source of light in the crate is the small DVD player. For the next seven hours the pain-racked fourteen-year-old will repeatedly watch images young girls like herself being tortured, raped and killed. This is her future.

Despite the pain and despite the terror, Mary feels her clitty beginning to tingle deliciously. My God, she thinks to herself. I truly must be the biggest slut on the face of the earth.

------------ end of Part Two

Mary the Teenaged Slut - Part Three

Leaving a vapor trail in the cloudless afternoon sky, a blood red Challenger business jet streaks toward a private airstrip in the Scottish Highlands. Inside the jet's lavish cabin sit Mr Sukaluski and two Thanatos Society "facilitators". A large Louis Vuitton trunk sits on its end on the cabin floor. A silver basin, about a foot in diameter, is fastened to the top of the case. Occasionally one to the men stands up and relieves himself by pissing into the basin. His hot, yellow urine quickly flows into the trunk. When not peeing into the case, the men amuse themselves by pouring other things into the bowl. One man empties a bottle of scorching Habanero pepper sauce. A moment later the other man empties a can of Guinness beer into the case.

Mr Sukaluski is the leader of this small group. His obsession is finding young victims for his fellow members of the Society. He is very excited about his latest discovery, Mary.

Trapped inside the trunk, the naked fourteen year-old is in a galaxy of torment. The hose leading from the basin to her mouth guarantees that her stomach is filled with the three men's piss and whatever else they decide to pour into her. Her full weight is pushing down on a hard metal bicycle saddle. Rising from the seat are two caustic, itching dildoes shoved to their hilts into her pussy and asshole. A bare copper wire circles each of her pretty dimpled knees holding them suspended from the top of the trunk so that the poor girl cannot rest her feet on the floor of the case. These wires have cut into the soft flesh of her legs. The nasty saw-toothed spring clips biting into her nipples made them to swell to twice their normal size. But worst of all are the mosquitoes. Thousands of genetically modified insects have been feasting on Mary's sweet blood since she was sealed into this hellish trunk. These ravenous bugs have stung every exposed millimeter of her skin. Her entire body is covered with a lacework of blood.

Mr Sukaluski watches fascinated, as pens draw fine lines on moving a roll of paper in a machine resting on the table in front of him. A cable connects the machine to an electrical connector on the side of the trunk. Inside the case, the wires travel up the vertical post holding the metal seat upon which Mary is sitting. Unbeknownst to the young teen, the dildo in her pussy serves more than just to torment her. Sensors running along the length of the artificial cock measure the number of times the young teen has an orgasm. Every few minutes the pens oscillate violently. "Remarkable!" Sukaluski says to the other two men. "Despite all the pain that we are inflicting on her, that little slut has had at least one orgasm every five minutes since we took off." With a smile, he closes his eyes and murmurs to himself. "I think I've found the ultimate pain-pig."

He lifts up a phone attached to the arm of his seat and dials the private number of the Chairman of the Thanatos Society. "Pronto", a gruff voice answers.

"Your Eminence," says Sukaluski in faultless Italian. " We're going to land at Thanatos Manor in a few minutes. I am returning from the States and have with me the kind of girl we find only once or twice a generation. The more we hurt her, the more she cums. With your permission I'd like to convene a meeting of the Board of Directors to discuss the best way to exploit this extraordinary find."

"This is exciting news indeed," replies the Cardinal in slightly accented English. "Arrange a meeting at the Manor in five days. I'm to confer with the Holy Father in a few days. He's considering permitting governments of developing countries to tax church property. Of course, the head of the Vatican Bank and I will attempt to change his mind. I should arrive in Scotland on Wednesday."

After ringing off, Mr Sukaluski sits back and thinks that this is perfect. It will take Mary five days to recover from her journey. She will be in perfect shape for inspection by the six directors of the Society.

The plane lands at the Manor's private air strip and Mary's trunk is brought to a chamber in the cellar of the mansion. A group of men surround the case. One of them swings open the cover of the trunk as if it were a door. A clear sheet of Plexiglas covers the contents of the trunk. The naked fourteen-year-old is trembling and bleeding as clouds of mosquitoes continue to torment her. A second man attaches a hose to a socket in the side of the case. The other end is already fastened to what looks like large tank of propane. He turns the knob on the top tank and for a split second, liquid oxygen fills the inside of the trunk. In an instant, the interior temperature of Mary's tiny prison goes from 110 degrees Fahrenheit to minus 40 degrees. All the mosquitoes instantly freeze to death and drop to the floor of the case. The filigree of blood decorating the girl's body immediately turns to scarlet ice. Mary doesn't freeze to death because the Plexiglas cover is quickly removed allowing warm air to caress her body. Working quickly, facilitators remove the wires holding her legs as well as the tube in her mouth. Immediately, Mary coughs and regurgitates about a quart of beer urine and pepper sauce. Two men lift her off the dildoes and carry her to a gurney. As they wheel her out of the room and to the infirmary, one of the men removes the clips from her nipples.

"Ohhh, please help me," moans Mary. The young girl has never been in so much pain. Her asshole and pussy continue to burn and itch while her nipples throb in time to her heartbeat. Her once-perfect white skin is pebbled with mosquito bites. Even her pretty face is covered with them. The bugs have bitten her eyelids, the insides of her ears and her lips. Her pussy lips also served as a bloody smorgasbord for the mosquitoes. Even her clitoris has not been spared their voracious assault. Waves of itching pain wash over her skin.

She is wheeled to an examination room in the Manor's well-equipped infirmary. A doctor and a "nurse" await their youthful patient. The nurse is, in fact, a slave of the Manor. Her name is Lois. This eighteen year-old beauty had been brought to the Manor two years before. Her uncle had sent her there. He wanted her trained as a sex-slave as well as a nurse so that she could take care of her ailing grandfather. Her uncle told her that he wanted her to be adept at changing the eighty year-old's diaper as she was at sucking his cock. As it happened, her grandfather died shortly after her arrival at the Manor so her uncle donated her to the Society. At sixteen, she was much too old to be attractive to her uncle who already had his sights set on her twelve year-old sister.

Lois's nurse's uniform, such as it is, consists of a white leather thong with a red cross emblazoned over her crotch. Except for that and a white nurse's cap, she is naked. A spring clip bites into her left nipple of her full breast. Dangling from the clip by a short ribbon is a small watch that she uses to measure a patient's pulse. Which is exactly what she is doing to Mary.

"Her pulse is slightly elevated, Master," she says to the doctor as he measures Mary's blood pressure.

"Her pressure is fine," replies the doctor. "She hasn't lost sufficient blood to warrant a transfusion. Clean her up while I prepare a Vitamin B-12 shot for her."

Lois then begins to carefully wash the teenager's body. Despite the disfiguring mosquito bites, the nurse admires her patient's shapeliness. "You have a wonderful figure," she whispers as she continues to wipe down Mary, Lois is a lesbian and begins to get aroused. Her pussy juices up as she lets her fingers linger along the inner lips of the half-conscious girl's cunt. She snatches her hand away just in time as the doctor returns to the examining table. Lois knows that she would be punished severely for taking liberties with the new captive.

Normally a B-12 shot is administered in a patient's hip. However, this is the clinic in Thanatos Manor. Without hesitation, the doctor shoves the long needle into the soft flesh of Mary's vulva. Her eyes flash open and she screams as the burning liquid seems to permeate her cunt flesh.

Slave-nurse Lois assists Mary to her feet. She half carries her to an adjoining room where she helps the girl onto a toilet. As the teen shits, she moans as the remnants of the hot sauce in her bum give a new meaning to the term "ring of fire". When she is finished, Lois brings her to a bidet whose soothing medicated waters ease her burning cunt and ass. Jolene then leads Mary to a deep bath whose warm water has been laced with healing oils that will stop her skin from itching and hasten its recovery.

After a half an hour soak, Mary is led from her bath. Her skin has stopped itching. Lois brings her to a hospital room where she put Mary to bed. Before she leaves, the slave nurse fastens a shackle around Mary's ankle. The shackle is chained to the foot of the bed. Mary quickly drifts off to sleep.

For the next few days, Mary is allowed to rest and recover. By the third day, all traces of the mosquito bites have disappeared. She is given three nourishing meals a day and her strength quickly returns. As she rests in bed, she realizes that she had been eleven years old the last time she spent consecutive three days without someone's cock in her. Despite her predicament, Mary is feeling horny. She lets her hand wander to her pussy and rubs the nub of her clitoris.

On the morning of the fourth day, she happens to be masturbating when Mr Sukaluski enters her room. A swarthy young man accompanies him. Poor Mary's heart leaps when she sees him. She knows that his pleasant smile masks his sadistic nature.

"Mary, my dear girl, don't let us interrupt you" he begins as he flicks away her blankets to reveal her naked body. She lies before him with three fingers of her right hand buried in her cunt. "I'm happy to see that you have recovered fully. You may be wondering why we are taking such good care of you after subjecting you to so much pain during your trip here."

Mary removes her hand and says nothing. She just stares at the well-groomed man as a rabbit might stare at a rattlesnake.

"Well, dear," he continues. "I believe I have discovered in you a remarkable gift. Tomorrow, the men who control the Thanatos Society are going to gather to determine the best way to exploit an asset as valuable a you."

Sukaluski's companion is the son of an oil sheik who is a third generation member of the Society. It is a family tradition that every male in the family visits Thanatos Manor on his nineteenth birthday. The young Arab's eyes roam over Mary's naked body. He is delighted to see such an All-American-looking girl chained to the foot of her bed. The older man says, "Rashid, my young friend, why don't you avail yourself of Mary's skilled mouth while I explain some of the history of the Thanatos Society."

As he speaks, he presses a button at the foot of Mary's hospital bed. The teenager can feel the mattress at the head of her bed rising. He stops the motor when her mattress is at a forty-five degree angle. Rashid unzips the fly of his tailored suit and climbs up onto the bed. He straddles Mary's naked body. His brown cock is inches from her face. She can feel the heat of his man-meat on her lips. A drop of pre-cum glistens oozes out of the piss slit of his prick.

"Open wide, dear," Sukaluski orders. "While I tell Rashid a little about the Thanatos Society. You should pay attention too. I'm sure a clever young girl like you can suck cock and listen at the same time." The Arab bumps the tip of his swollen penis against Mary's soft lips. The experienced cocksucker opens her mouth and allows him to invade its moist confines. The fourteen year-old slut expertly swirls her hot pink tongue around the dome of the young man's dick. She looks up at him adoringly with huge wide eyes. She thinks if she can please him, Sukaluski may not hurt her anymore.

As the pretty girl continues to suck cock, Sukaluski calmly tells her about the Thanatos Society. "The raison d'être of the Society is to torture and humiliate young women like Mary here. You might ask why. Many young tarts have over the years. The simple answer is 'because we can'."

Mary's heart sinks and for a moment, she stops sucking the man's cock. Rashid encourages her to continue by pinching her left nipple.

The older man continues his story. "The Society was established by a group of Catholic bishops when the Church was ruled by a series of debauched Renaissance popes. It's not surprising that these powerful men allowed their baser instincts to rule when you consider the example set by men like Rodrigo Borgia, who became Pope Alexander VI. While he was Pope, he would encourage his son, Cesare, to fuck his sister, Lucretia, while he watched. In fact, when we visit the library of the Manor, look over the fireplace. You will see an oil painting depicting this incestuous coupling. Yes, Pope Julius the Second may have commissioned Michelangelo to paint the Sistine Chapel, but old Rodrigo paid him to paint pornography."

Mary continues to suck and listen. Her mouth is filling with the young Arab's salty pre-cum. She swallows several times, squeezing his cock delightfully as she does.

"For three hundred years," continues Sukaluski. "The Thanatos Society was based in Rome. At first, its membership was largely made up of members of the European nobility. Towards the end of the eighteenth century, wealthy merchants and farmers joined the Society. By the nineteenth century, the majority of members were English so the headquarters moved to Great Britain. Shortly after, Thanatos Manor, where we currently are, was built in the Highlands of Scotland."

Every time Mary deep-throats the Arab she bumps her nose on the zipper of his fly.

Watching intently the ministrations of his beautiful captive, Sukaluski continues his brief history. "Today, members come from all over the world. I'm proud to say that members leave their prejudices and politics outside the doors of the Manor. In past years I've watched the Chairman of the Communist Party of an eastern European country bum-fuck a little slave while the CEO of one of North America's largest auto companies filled her mouth with his cock. Oh yes, here, the lion does lie down with the lamb. Or should I say 'lie down with the leopard'. It's little girls like Mary here, who are the lambs."

As the teen dutifully sucks the young man's cock, her mouth overflows with her spit and his pre-cum. Glittering ribbons of slime flow from both corners of her mouth. They hang suspended from her chin until they break and fall onto her breasts and drip onto her belly.

"Today the Society is involved in many different enterprises. We own a chain of bordellos that are located in many of the world's major cities. Nicknamed Bambino Bordellos, these establishments cater to clients who prefer young fuck toys. About ten years ago, we established a film studio just outside Warsaw where we produce snuff films. We are making a very healthy profit from sales of those DVDs. Rashid, tonight when you retire, you may watch several of these films on the closed circuit television in your room."

The word "snuff" made the Arab's cock jump in Mary's mouth. Rashid uses every ounce of will not to plunge his cock into the teenager's gullet. He wants to humiliate her so her pulls his dick out of her mouth just in time to spray a huge wad of his cock grease into her face. By the time he is finished, Mary's cheeks and chin drip with semen.

"Well done, my boy," says the older man. "It appears that you have been saving up your juice for several weeks."

Rashid gets off Mary's bed. He pushes his wilted cock into his pants. "The little American cheerleader sucks cock very well," he says in heavily accented English. "I've been told that all American girls are whores and that they learn cocksucking in high school. I see now that it must be true."

With a smile, Sukaluski orders Mary to use her fingers to play with the sperm before dropping into her mouth. The captive American teenager does as ordered. Using her thumb and forefinger, she draws a long string of man goo from her cheek, just as she might, under different circumstances, pull out a string of bubble gum. After a few minutes, she has consumed all of the Arabs smelly cock snot.

"Well, Mary," says the older man. "We'll leave you now to rest. Tomorrow is a big day. You are to be presented to the members of the Board of Directors. You'll probably find their demands rather exhausting."

Turning to his guest, Sukaluski offers to give the young man a tour of the Thanatos Society Academy of Sexual Slavery. "You'll find it rather interesting," he says as they head towards the door. "I believe your father sent your younger sister there last year. Why don't we go see how she is doing. In his note to me, your father wrote that I should encourage you to fuck her up the ass and in her mouth, but not to take her virginity. He's going to take that himself."

After the two men leave, Mary lies back on her bed. She faces the next day with a mixture of fear and excitement. She senses that her meeting with the members of the Thanatos Board of Directors will be both painful and pleasurable. As she daydreams, her hand goes to her pussy and she begins to rub her clitty gently.

………………………….. End of Part Three

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