Viral Goes To The Beauty Pageant, Part 2

- by Alvo Torelli

(M+g+, mc, ped, best, inc, orgy, humor)

This is part 2 of 2 parts. Be sure to start with: Part 1 of the Beauty Pageant.

Control booth of the primary sound stage, WDMP television studios:

"Jesus Christ get the commercial up!" Ricardo Fett screamed, even though he was standing in the booth jacking off his fat ugly cock just like all the other men in the booth. It was Stan Assit who managed to pull himself together enough to flip the switch to take them to commercial. Of course it was the viral video on the screen again, instead of their sponsor's commercial spot - but who could really care at that point.

"This is amazing," the producer, Culver Depiro cried. "Just amazing! Viewership is through the roof. And I haven't cum this hard in a dozen years."

"Are you absolutely sure you want to keep going with this?" Fett asked. "You might get the station's entire license yanked by the feds."

"Of course we want to continue! It's fantastic. And just wait 'til we get that hot little former queen up there on the stage. There won't be a dry eye or a limp dick in the county. Just you wait." The greasy producer rubbed his hands together with glee.

At Lottie Lot's house:

"Jesus Christ, that was so hot! Did you see them sucking those big dicks, Lottie. Did you see?" daddy cried out, holding Lottie firmly by the waist.

"Daddy, daddy, please, oh, oh, oh, not so deep, please, please! I'm too little!"

A loud knock at the door interrupted the scene of Lottie Lot bouncing up and down on her daddy's cock, but daddy just yelled, "come on in guys, it's open!"

Main sound stage, WDMP television studios:

Voice Over: "Oh my god, oh my god, Betty Sue! You're so fucking tight. Oh Jesus, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna... Oh shit, we're back. Shit folks, that's right, we're back to the annual S-L-U-T pageant. Here's your host - Horny Oldster! Oh my god! YES!! Fuck me!"

Ronald Shorty pranced out onto the stage one more time, where an excited trio of lovely little girls in portions of white bikinis waited for the final tally on the talent contest. The girls' mothers, and one host-mother, stood behind them, looking nervous and agitated - giving one another nasty glances.

"Welcome back folks!" Ronald said, throwing a nasty glance off stage to the desk where the voice-over guy usually sat. Through the wing curtains he could see little Betty Sue Rallin, in a torn Dorothy Gale costume, bouncing up and down on the lap of a man who could only be the voice over guy. But Ronald quickly came back to the camera with his famous wide smile. "It's time to announce our two finalists for this year's pageant. And then, before the final competition, we'll bid a fond farewell to last year's South Lincoln Under Twelve Queen. Without further ado, we'll have the final tally from the talent competition."

One of the two women in the sparkly silver gowns walked out bearing a silver tray. Three small vials and one small glass sat on the tray. She flashed her pretty smile at the crowd and held the tray for Ronald Shorty's inspection. "Let's see," Ronald said as he lifted the first small vial and examined it closely, "Let's see. Our first vial contains five point three teaspoons of cum and belongs to Tansey Huotari. That's an impressive amount Tansey! Well done." There was a good round of applause as Ronald poured the contents of the vial into the small glass, letting it drip thickly as the camera zoomed in. "And our next vial came from our youngest contestant - Bree Pendleton. I see that it contains five point nine teaspoons - even more impressive! Well done Bree!" Even louder applause created this announcement. Ronald poured the second vial into the little glass.

Ronald Shorty held up the final small vial of sperm. "And finally, our third vial, of course, comes from Sabina Dutley. Will Sabina do better than Tansey? Let's find out!" He examined Sabina's vial carefully and said, "My goodness! Sabina's vial contains a whopping six point eight teaspoons, an amazing amount!" He poured the final vial into the little glass, which was now quite deep with three ounces of cum from the many men who had been up on the stage. Ronald held the glass up for everyone to see as he proclaimed "and that means Bree Pendleton and Sabina Dutley are the winners!"

Poor young Tansey had a stricken look on her pretty face and she wailed "nooooo!" The other two girls happily hugged their grown-ups in celebration.

At the same time, Tansey's mother went wild. She screamed "no, no, no, you wrong, you fuck up vials, get wrong, you bad man!" She stormed forward and shoved Ronald Shorty back, then swung on him, striking him hard in the chest so that he staggered backwards. The two women in sparkling silver gowns were on her in a flash, dragging her from the stage as she continued to scream "I get you you fuck-up man, you bad mad, I get all you nasty people!"

"Don't worry folks!" Ronald announced to the crowd as he pulled himself together. "Everything's fine."

Ronald walked over to Tansey who was biting her lip and trying not to cry. "I'm so sorry you have to leave us, Tansey," Ronald said to the preteen. "You were a great competitor. Did you have a good time here, competing to be the S_L-U-T Queen?" Tansey nodded, unable to speak without crying. "I'm so glad, Tansey." Ronald said. "And would you like your special consolation prize now, sweetheart?" Again, Tansey merely nodded, looking quite miserable. "That's great, Tansey, you're a real trouper. Now just kneel down here facing our studio audience. That's it, very good Tansey. Now put your head back and close your eyes, just like that - you're doing great. Okay - just open those pretty sweet lips of yours, don't be afraid."

Tansey Huotari followed directions to the letter and she was rewarded with her consolation prize. Ronald Shorty steadied her with a hand on her shoulder and poured the contents of the glass of cum into her small mouth, which filled to overflowing immediately. As she began to choke and splutter he carefully poured more of the glass all over her face and then, as she reared back, dumped the last of it on top of her head. The thick cum was everywhere! Tansey tried to scream, which just made her swallow, then choke and splutter. Instinctively she reached up with her hands, coating them as well. She smeared the cum to get it out of her eyes and ended up with even more in her pretty long black hair. By the time she managed to get back to her feet, nearly blind from the cum, the two women in silver gowns were there to lead her away.

"Wasn't that fabulous folks? Let's have a huge round of applause to our departing contestant - Tansey Huotari!" The ovation for the little girl was deafening and sincere. Tansey even managed a small appreciative wave to the audience as she staggered off stage in the grip of the two women.

"So here we are folks," Ronald began again. "Down to our two final contestants for South Lincoln Under-Twelve Queen. That means we come to that bittersweet moment when we say farewell and thank you to last year's S-L-U-T Queen. It was a great year for last year's winner - with plenty of appearances and fun. Please, give a big round of thanks to our reigning queen, eleven-year-old beauty Quinnie Gergen!" Ronald gestured to stage left and a spotlight highlighted the entrance.

Nothing happened. Ronald Shorty looked to the wings and announced again, "Quinnie Gergen!" Still nothing happened.

"There she is!" someone in the audience yelled and the camera swung to where the sound had originated. A young woman pointed to the other side of the audience. Several other people stood and pointed too and the camera followed their directions until it settled on an amazing image.

A very pretty red-headed little girl, with a sparkling tiara in her long hair, was straddling the lap of the large black man with the huge, long cock who'd recently been up on the stage getting sucked off by Sabina Dutley. Now that same cock was deeply embedded in the little girls cunt as she bounced up and down on the man's lap. Her hair flew out around her each time she was thrust downwards onto his shaft. Quinnie's dress was drawn up around her middle, her head was thrown back and she grunted loudly in time to the strokes of the large man's cock. The crowd went wild, cheering and hooting and the music that was meant to accompany Quinnie's triumphant final stroll down the runway swelled. With the attention of everyone on them the man stood up in the middle of the crowd, impaling the little child on his massive cock. Quinnie wrapped her thin legs around his waist as he screamed, "oh yeah, fuck, fuck, yeah! Take that you little white bitch!" The crowd went wild as the man came deep in the tiny girl's tight cunt. As it turned out, Quinnie would only be one of eight or nine little girls who came away from the day's pageant with the greatest gift of all - a baby in her womb.

"Well now, wasn't that a great way to see our former queen off!" cried out Ronald Shorty as the crowd quieted down, eager to see the final chapter of this year's amazing competition. "But now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the final showdown - the deciding moment - to see who will be the new S-L-U-T Queen for a year. So please welcome back to the stage our two finalists, Bree Pendleton and Sabina Dutley!"

Bree and Sabina walked back out onto the stage, accompanied by Bree's mother and Sabina's host-mother. The two children were gorgeous. Their hair had been brushed and set, refreshing them from the turmoil of the talent contest - Bree's long blonde curls cascaded down and framed her pretty young face and Sabina's magnificent long black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. Their pretty faces were freshly scrubbed and radiant and they both wore beautiful smiles. Otherwise, both girls were now completely nude. They both took a stroll down the runway, waving and smiling at the audience and blowing kisses to the many men who whistled at them as they walked.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the final competition of our annual S-L-U-T pageant," announced Ronald Shorty as the two naked children finished their promenade. "It's been a year of firsts for out pageant and we wouldn't want to disappoint with our last event. As you all know, it's been a long tradition to end our competition with an interview and a dramatic performance - where our lovely contestants are judged for the their poise, beauty, maturity and acting. This year, however, our final competition will have a bit of a twist - as you'll soon see."

The final two girls had returned to the center of the stage and they now sat side by side on comfortable chairs, their legs crossed demurely, their postures perfect and their little faces all smiles. Next to Bree sat her mother, and on the other side sat Sabinas's host-mother. The two adult women smiled, but they kept eyeing each other warily. The stage was dimmed and even the two side screens that had shown the viral video non-stop for an hour and a half went blank - not that the viral video was necessary any longer. A single broad spotlight illuminated a circle holding the two girls, two mothers and a comfortably seated Ronald Shorty. The studio audience went silent in anticipation of the show's signature moment.

"Now, as you can see, we've decided to mix things up just a bit to begin the interview portion of tonight's pageant," said Ronald Shorty, having switched to a somber and serious voice that added to the shows sudden air of gravity. "Joining our first contestant, Bree Pendleton, is her lovely mother, Mrs. Pendleton and joining our island beauty, Sabina Dutley, is her host-mother, Mrs. Shockey. Are you ready to begin girls?"

The two children nodded their heads enthusiastically. They seemed perfectly at home in front of the hushed audience and a home audience that had swelled to many thousands - despite being naked as the day they were born. Mrs. Pendleton and Mrs. Shockey were equally unfazed.

"Okay Bree, you can take the first question," Ronald said, beaming at Bree. Bree sat up straight in her chair and gave Ronald her sexiest little smile. She was cute as naked button. "So tell me, Bree, how did it make you feel to suck the dicks of all those big men right up here on the stage?"

Bree blanched at the question, but she pulled herself together. "Oh! Well, it was kind of scary?" she answered.

"And what about you, Sabina, what part of sucking dicks did you like the best?" Ronald unexpectedly shot the second question to Sabina, who gasped before she answered.

"Oh, oh, I, uh, I like big explosion part, like volcano - volcano into mouth! Yes, I like!"

"And you Bree, did you like having those big throbbing cocks pulsing in your little mouth?"

"Oh gosh, Mr. Shorty, I, I," Bree stammered, "YES! YES! It was great."

"Sabina, was there anything else you'd like to do with those big hot pieces of man-meat? Did they make you want more?" Ronald Shorty was getting breathy and excited as he rapidly asked the two children questions.

"Oh, Mr. Shorty, sir, could maybe big man-pole go somewhere else?" Sabina asked with the most amazingly beautiful and innocent expression on her young face. "Maybe fit in, ah, I don't know name - girl slot?"

"What do you think Bree? Is there someplace else you'd like to put one of those big throbbing cocks?" Ronald asked quickly, leaning closer to the two girls.

"Oh, oh," Bree stammered, and then her eyes got very big and she looked down to her little slit. It was clearly glistening with wetness under the bright stage lights. "I guess, maybe, here?" she asked and she dipped her finger between the puffy mounds and shuddered. "Oh, yes, yes, I think it would be so nice, to have one of them right here. Ooh."

"And what about you, Sabina, you little whore, wouldn't you like to have one of those big cocks rammed up inside you again and again and again until you screamed? It's called a pussy you nasty little slut. It's your cunt! It's your fuck-hole!" But Sabina didn't care that Ronald was shouting obscenities at her. She was too busy frigging her little pussy with several fingers, discovering just how good it could really feel to feel herself up. Her eyes closed and she bit her pretty lip.

Both girls continued to masturbate in the middle of the stage as Ronald Shorty worked to regain his composure. The bulge in his trousers was clearly visible and it took several minutes to get his pulse to slow. But no one cared - the girls were putting on a fantastic show. Finally, when Ronald had control of himself, he continued the interviews.

"Now then, Mrs. Pendleton, you'll take the next question, which is this: How much does it mean to you to have your little Bree win tonight's pageant?" asked Ronald.

Mrs. Pendleton looked quite shocked when the next questions was thrown to her instead of to her gorgeous little daughter. But she recovered quickly, only stammering slightly as she answered, "Oh, w-well, Mr. Sh-Shorty - I mean, well - I guess before tonight I just wanted Bree to be happy, and she so wanted to be in the pageant, even if she did have to stretch the truth just a ... well, I mean, about being happy. I guess, oh my, I just wanted her to be able to compete and that would make her happy. I was sure one of the older girls would win. But now? Now, to tell you the truth, why, I'd do just ANYTHING to help her win. I mean, it just means the world to me, the world. Ever since you showed us that lovely video, oh, I just can't imaging anything better than having MY little girl win the pageant! Everyone knows my Bree is the most..." By then Mrs. Pendleton's eyes were wide and crazed, her face had gone red, she was breathing hard and spittle was flying from her mouth.

"Well, well, well, Mrs. Pendleton - that's quite wonderful!" Ronald Shorty said, cutting off Bree's mother. "Such enthusiasm is wonderful, but hang on to that excitement - you may need it in a moment. "And what about you, Mrs. Shockey - how much does it mean to you to have your pretty exchange student win the pageant?"

"Oh, Mr. Shorty," began Mrs. Shockey. "Why, I never thought we'd have anything to do with this pageant. My own daughter had no interest - although she was always excited for her friends, Quinnie and Tansey. I know she wanted Tansey to win this year. But when Sabina came to stay with us we got so close to her so quickly. Why, just two weeks ago I had to help her with her very first period! That's the sort of thing that brings a girl and a woman closer. Isn't it dear?" Mrs. Shockey looked down at smiling Sabina, who blushed at the mention of her entry into puberty, but nodded her agreement. "Anyways," the host-mother continued, "we entered Sabina in the pageant in order to let her meet a few more nice, wholesome American girls. And her friend Tansey was entered - so it just seemed the thing to do - and we didn't have any expectations, I assure you. But, well, ever since the telecast started and those interesting videos showed me how much wonderful good could come from Sabina winning the contest - well, I mean, I think she just has to win! Don't you? I mean, it's so clear. She has to win - whatever it takes! Don't you dare even think of letting that nasty little slut - that daughter of a whore - win over our wonderful beautiful Sabina. Sabina is THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD ..."

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Shockey - isn't that wonderful," interrupted Ronald Shockey, jumping to his feet to make sure Sabina's host-mother didn't physically attack Bree's mother. Both of the adult women glared at one another with unabashed hatred and malice. "Please, please, ladies, have a seat! This is a family program! It's important that we set a good example for all the sweet youngsters out there watching our show. Thank you so much!"

Mrs. Pendleton and Mrs. Shockey, having nearly gone at one another's throats, reluctantly went back to their places besides the two pretty contestants. They did their best to regain their composure, but they couldn't help exchanging hostile glances every few seconds.

"Now then, that's better ladies, thank you, thank you very much. Please, allow me to explain the rules of our final contest to you lovely young ladies and your mothers. Our judges and our home audience are going to make their final decision on this year's S-L-U-T Queen based on which of you can give the most erotic, sexual, salacious and X-rated performance. Simply put, ladies, your job is to turn on our judges and turn on our viewers at home. We've set up a call-line for viewers to call in and let us know which one of you pretty little things is getting their cocks harder." Ronald Shorty smiled broadly as he gave the astonished girls the news of their final contest. But there was more. "And since both of you are so young and innocent and have so little experience - we've decided to let your mother, or host-mother, direct your performance - right here on this stage! And of course, we'll provide you with any props, furniture or extras that you need. Won't this be fun? Are you ready for the finale, girls?"

Both of the children nodded enthusiastically and beamed up at the adult women.

"Okay then," said Ronald. "As soon as we're back from a word from our sponsor - Parson's Internet Model Promotions!"

The show went to commercial, this time for the actual sponsor: Parson's Internet Model Promotions.

Control booth of the primary sound stage, WDMP television studios:

"Okay, this is going great! Nice job," stated Culver Depiro to the team in the control room. "Have we got someone getting those mothers everything they need? Do they need volunteers? Who's manning the phones? Have we got enough people on the phones? Are the cameras in place?"

"Jesus Christ, settle down, god damn it!" yelled Ricardo Fett, the fat director. "Here, take this - it'll calm you down." He stood up and reluctantly disengaged his cock from the mouth of the eleven-year-old contestant who was happily giving him a spectacular blow job. But he needed to get his producer off his back and make sure this insane pageant moved forward without any more major fuck-ups. He settled the gorgeous blonde between Depiro's knees and she instantly latched onto the old man's thick dick, slurping happily and playing with his balls. "There, now stay out of my business!"

"Stan! Stan, what the fuck? Get your skinny cock out of that girl's ass and get back to work. Who let all these children into the booth in the first place? Jesus Christ, do I have to do everything myself!"

"We've still got three minutes to air, boss," said Andy Armondsun. "Plenty of time, don't worry."

"I'm on it, Mr. Fett," said Stan Assit as he zipped his pants up, leaving behind the behind of a cute, scowling ten-year-old brunette. "Everything's under control, sir."

"Well it damn well better be!" Fett replied.

At Lottie Lot's house:

"That's it baby, damn, you're doing fine!" Lottie's daddy said encouragingly. His friend Bill was on his back on the floor in front of the television. Little Lottie was between Bill's knees on her hands and knees, vigorously slurping on the man's medium-sized manhood.

"Damn, she's so small," said daddy's other friend, Jim. Jim knelt behind the seven-year-old, trying to get his cock low enough to reach the little girl's sopping pussy. Finally, with one hand on the floor he lowered himself into position and swirled the head of his cock through her tiny, but recently well-stretched, slit. "Oh yeah, oh god, man! Are you sure, are you sure she can take it?" He looked to Lottie's father for final permission before he started to fuck the gorgeous child. Daddy sat on the couch with a look of intense desire, stroking his long dick in his hand as he watched his only daughter with his two best friends. Over the top of them, the television returned from commercial and the main stage of WDMP studios returned. Daddy looked Jim in the eye and nodded with enthusiasm.

"Oh my god, oh my god, OH!" Lottie screamed, rearing back momentarily from Bill's dick as Jim plunged deep into her tiny pussy and began to fuck her with abandon. "Oh, oh, daddy, daddy, DADDY!"

Main sound stage, WDMP television studios:

Voice Over: "Oh god, yes, right there, right there! Harder! Harder! You fucking little whore! Stick that tongue in there! Harder! Fuck me! Oh shit, not again, we're back. Oh yeah, yeah! Whatever - people - here's your host, Rolled-up Shortcock! Oh fuck me, yes! YES!"

"Welcome back folks, welcome back!" yelled Ronald Shorty in order to drown out the grunts and screams of the voice over guy until someone shut of the off-stage microphone. "Sorry for the technical issue there, folks. But now it's time for the final act of our S-L-U-T Pageant. Who will be our next S-L-U-T Queen, Bree Pendleton or Sabina Dutley? Our two mothers have been working fast and hard to help our little lovelies come up with the most erotic and arousing dramatic readings imaginable. So you folks at home, don't forget to put down your bone and pick up your phone! Call in to vote for your favorite performance - the number is on your screen! By a flip of the coin it was determined that Sabina Dutley will be going first. And so, without further ado, I give you Sabina Dutley and and her host-mother, Mrs. Shockey!"

The entire stage went dark, and the music gave over to a thrumming, low beat, then built into a crescendo of vibrating excitement. A bright spotlight illuminated one side of the stage and the viral video flashed up onto the big side screens. The stage was set for Sabina Dutley's final performance. But it wasn't Sabina who first appeared, it was her host-mother, Mrs Shockey who walked out into the spotlight.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Mrs Shockey said to the audience. "I'm sure you're all well acquainted with the classic story of the Rape of the Sabine Women. Tonight we present a reimagining of that story - staring Sabina!" She took a few steps forward, with the tight spotlight following her. "As you will recall, at the founding of the ancient city of Rome, there were not enough women to act as wives for the Roman men. And so the Romans held a feast for the women of the neighboring peoples, the Sabines. But after the feast, the Roman men abducted the Sabine women and carried them off to Rome where they made them their wives. But one of the Sabines - a fertile young girl named Sabina - escaped and ran away."

Another spotlight illuminated the other side of the stage and out ran none other than beautiful Sabina. Her acting was excellent, for she appeared wide-eyed with terror. She wore a thin white blouse and a black mini-skirt that flared out from her young hips. She tottered in five inch heels that added reality to the scared-rabbit look she was trying to portray. Sabina looked over her shoulder repeatedly as if she was being followed. She was an excellent little actress and her fear was palpable.

"Sabina was terrified," Mrs Shockey added, acting as the narrator of the little play. "She couldn't find anywhere to hide."

The stage lights came up enough to show a couple of large rocks - simple cardboard props, and at the center of the stage a wooden archway built atop a small platform, all festooned with vines and flowers. Sabina looked over her shoulder again and then tottered as fast as she could on her heels to hide behind one of the rocks.

"But three of the strongest Roman warriors were dispatched to capture the fecund Sabine child," said the narrator. As she spoke, three men walked out onto the stage. One of the them was the shorter of the two black men from the talent contest and another was the teenage boy from the contest. The third man was ugly, fat and balding and he sweated heavily under the hot stage lights. He looked to be in his sixties. All three men were wearing simple togas and sandals. Immediately the three men began to hunt for Sabina, acting as if they didn't know where she was and doing a rather bad job of it.

"The poor child ran and ran, hiding wherever she could," said the narrator. Sabina dashed from behind her first rock to cower behind another and then, a few seconds later, dashed to another rock. But there was no place left for her to go as the three men spread out around the stage, looking behind the fake rocks as they went. "But it was only a matter of time before the innocent babe was caught by the angry, horny men."

The black man suddenly swooped around Sabina's final hiding place and grabbed her. She screamed convincingly as he dragged her out to the middle of the stage in front of the small platform. Her kicking and fighting was impressive, but the big man was much too strong for her to resist. The two other men ran to help him and grabbed Sabina between them, holding her facing the hushed audience. Then the black man, from behind her, reached under tiny mini skirt and pulled down her panties, forcing them down her legs and over her high heels. There was a gasp from the audience as he stuffed them into her small mouth and silenced her screams. He produced a short length of rope which he passed between her lips and around her head, tying it securely underneath her long beautiful black hair. It was getting harder to believe that the look of terror on the little girl's face was all acting.

"Now in the time of the Romans and the Sabines, even with the abducted Sabine women there were far too few women to serve as wives for the Roman men. And so it was decreed that each Sabine woman should be married to three men, who would share her as they saw fit." At this pronouncement, the two women in sliver gowns glided onto the stage, smiling out at the audience. One of them proceeded to take a place under the arch, holding a large book open in her hands. The other went to Sabina, whose wrists were thrust out in front of her by the two men. The woman in the silver gown wrapped a length of rope three times around Sabina's wrists, then looped it between her wrists several times and tied it off, leaving several feet of extra rope dangling to the floor. Smiling, she gestured to the woman on the platform.

"The marriage was a simple ceremony," the narrator declared. The men dragged Sabina to the front of the platform, forcing her to her knees in front of the woman with the book. Then they stood in a semicircle around her as the woman pantomimed a ceremony - ending by touching each of the men gently on top of his head, then taking up the end of the rope binding Sabina's hands. She held the rope out and all three men took it in their hands, holding it high so that Sabina was forced to hold her arms above her head. "And so Sabina was married to the three Roman warriors - and to be married to a Roman was to be his property."

The two women in the silver gowns glided off the stage as the action started to heat up. The black man took the rope from the other two and looped it over a hook at the top of the arch, forcing Sabina back to her feet and stretching her arms high over her head. He secured the rope and all three men stepped back to let the audience get a better view of the poor ten-year-old's predicament.

Even in her high heels, Sabina was forced onto her toes. She didn't have enough purchase to keep herself from slowly twisting at the end of the evil rope as she dangled from her wrists. She slowly turned, showing the audience every side of her torment. Her thin beautiful body looked so small and so vulnerable. And so it was.

"The newly married Roman men argued over who should get to spend the first night with their new wife," the narrator continued. The three men pretended to argue and even threw a few mock blows at one another. Their acting was atrocious. "But finally it was agreed that there was plenty of fertile little girl to go around and satisfy them all."

The three men made a circle around the dangling child. For a moment they grasped hands around the circle and then all three simultaneously tore off their togas to reveal nothing but massive erections point inwards and nearly touching Sabina as she twisted. At the sight of all that man-flesh, Sabina's eyes went even wider and she twitched wildly on her rope.

No one could tell any longer if Sabina's terror was real or acting.

"And so," the narrator announced, "the wedding rape began!"

It was the luck of the black man, with his incredibly thick cock, to be the first to have a go at pretty Sabina. But at once it was seen that she wasn't tall enough to be taken that way, even on her tip-toes. Sabina screamed into her gag as the other two men hoisted her even higher, pulling her feet off the ground a good ten inches. And to make matters worse, the men attached ropes to her ankles and pulled her legs apart, securing the ropes to the sides of the arch. She could no longer twist and turn, but her full weight was hanging on her thin wrists.

But now the small child's pussy was at the perfect height for the black man. He lifted her mini-skirt to expose her sex to the world. But before he raped her, he dropped to his knees and rammed his tongue into her slit, licking at her with frantic abandon. Sabina went wild. Her head jerked back and she tried to scream. She shook her head back and forth and pulled at all of her evil bonds. In just a few moments her entire body was beginning to shake. That's when the older man stepped up behind her and reached around her body. He tore open her thin white blouse and exposed her flat chest, then he savagely grabbed both of her nipples and rubbed them between thumb and forefinger. Sabina's shaking went into overdrive and it was clear that she had gone over into a massive orgasm. With the other two men working on her tits and pussy, the teenage boy reached up and untied the rope that secured Sabina's awful gag. He pulled out the gag and the audience could finally hear her gasps of intense pleasure. "Oh, oh, oh, oh!!"

On the stage, the small platform and arch, from which Sabina dangled helplessly, began to slowly rotate so that the audience would get to see the action from every angle.

With the child's orgasm in full swing, the black man stood in front of her. He bent his knees, lowering himself a good seven inches and then swirled the head of his cock through Sabina's waiting, sopping slit. With a single upward thrust he burst through her cherry and impaled her on his throbbing member. Sabina let out a scream of unbridled fear and pain and surprise. The man proceeded to fuck upwards into her, using his knees and hips together to piston upwards and his hands on her hips to pull her forward. With each massive thrust the child's whole body was lifted, momentarily taking some of the strain from her abused wrists. But she was writhing on his cock. Her screams of pain gave way to screams of lust. Finally, finally, she had what her body had wanted ever since she'd first seen the video - a massive cock thrusting hard into her little womb.

"But there were three fierce Roman warriors and three cocks and just one bound Sabine child," the narrator intoned. And the audience gasped as the fat old bald man spit into his palm several times, then grabbed his long fat cock in his hand and positioned it behind the ten-year-old. As if on cue the black man lowered Sabina down and held her still, just long enough for the other man to press his fat belly against Sabina's back and push his spit-slimy big cock against her tiny rosebud.

"Oh, oh goddess, what you doing? No, no, you no can do thaAAAAAAAHHHH!!" Sabina screamed and then there were two huge thick dicks inside of her, one in front and one up her tight tender ass.

The two men fucked their captive little girl with fervor. And in only a few moments, a minute at most, the black man screamed, "oh Lordy, Lordy, yes, I'm coming, I'm coming, oh my fucking lord!" He filled little Sabina's small womb with his hot seed.

"And so, on the first fertile day of her young life," the narrator declared over the frantic grunts of Sabina and the glorious shouts of the ejaculating black man, "Sabina was plowed and then plowed again."

The black man staggered back from raping the little girl, but he was replaced in an instant by the teenaged boy who forced his long cock into Sabina's well-lubricated cunt. Without missing a beat the boy fucked Sabina savagely. Sabina's body jumped up and down on the two huge cocks like a rag doll.

"Oh fuck me, I'm gonna cum!" the old man yelled from behind Sabina. He rammed his cock as deep as he could get it and held it there. The boy continued to rape her as fast as he could as the old man's hot jism exploded up into Sabina's rectum.

Then the old man was gone and it was only the boy thrusting into the ten-year-old's pussy. Over and over he fucked her, breathing hard from the athletic exertion. Sabina's eyes rolled back in her head as the intensity of orgasmic sensation overwhelmed her young mind. The boy's hands gripped the child's round little ass cheeks and he used his purchase to pound into her. He was kind enough to take most of her weight off of her arms, but he thrust so fast and wild that he was constantly pulling at her ankle ropes.

It was impossible to watch the rape of the Sabina child without getting hard and soon the other two men were once again sporting huge erections. It seemed impossible that the black man could get his massively thick cock into the little girl's rear entrance, but he did it. Sandwiched between the boy and the man, Sabina screamed and grunted violently, but it was clear that she was experiencing an unbelievable level of orgasm.

As soon as the boy came, deep in Sabina's fertile womb, he was replaced by the fat man. And a few minutes later, after the black man was finished defiling Sabina's ass, the boy took his place. At the end it was just the boy, deep in the little girl's butt as the platform stopped rotating - with Sabina facing the audience, barely conscious, bouncing up and down until the boy finally came deep inside her.

"The rape of the Sabina child was complete," the narrator broke in, as the boy pulled out of the child and left her to hang from her wrists once again, legs spread wide by the ropes. "And she knew, then, what her life would be like for many years to come - serving her three mighty warriors in all of their needs."

The men stepped forward again and lifted Sabina up, untying the various ropes from the archway. They bound her legs together at the ankles and knees, then untied her wrists - but only long enough to tie them together again behind her back. And finally, her panties were stuffed back into her mouth and secured with a rope around her neck. Trussed up completely, the ten-year-old was slung across the shoulder of the black man.

"And so we come to the end of our tale. Bid adieu to our sweet Sabina and her fine, fierce warriors!" said Mrs Shockey, triumphantly as the three men walked off the stage with Sabina. They waved and smiled to the cheering audience, while Sabina, whose bonds were certainly not fake, continued to look terrified.

The show went to commercial.

Control booth of the primary sound stage, WDMP television studios:

"That was incredible! We're making television history here, people," declared Culver Depiro the producer.

"Yeah, it's historical alright," returned Ricardo Fett. "And we'll all be lucky if we don't end up in jail for the rest of our lives. But sure as hell nobody's going to forget seeing this show." Fett checked his monitor and then exploded. "Stan, you fucking moron, you put the video up instead of the commercial! Again. Jesus fucking Christ!"

But Stan Assit was down on his knees in doggy position, rapidly fucking a gorgeous nine-year-old redhead named Molly. She was being passed around the control booth and almost everyone there had had a turn with the little beauty. Even Fett had enjoyed shooting his cum into the little girl's womb, and he really should have been more understanding of just how distracting the tiny tot could be. "Sorry boss!" Stan replied between grunts of pleasure.

"Fucking A, forget it, it probably doesn't make any difference at this point," Fett said, giving in. "But let's get ready people. I have no idea how that Pendleton woman thinks she can even begin to compete with the Sabina/Shockey performance, but we're back on the air in thirty seconds!"

A gofer suddenly rushed into the control room, raced up to the producer and director and handed them a note. The two men read it and both gasped.

"My god, man, this is terrible," Depiro stated. "What are we going to do?"

"There isn't time to do anything!" Fett argued. "If we don't get back to the little whore's performance right away we might have a riot on our hands."

At Lottie Lot's House:

"Daddy! Daddy! It's. Not. Fair!" Lottie Lot grunted petulantly, twisting to look over her shoulder at her daddy's face as he rhythmically shoved his cock up into her incredibly tight little ass.

"What's? Not? Fair?" daddy responded in time to his slow, desperate thrusts. Lottie's tiny ass was just so incredibly tight.

"Bree's. Too. Young! Oh, oh, OHH! She's. Just. Seven. But. She's. Gonna. Win! OHHH! OHHH! DA - DYYYY!"

"No. Way. Baby." daddy grunted in response. "She. Can't. Top. That. Sabina. Girl. No. Way! Oh. Fuck!"

"You. Just. OH. OH! Watch!" Lottie managed to grunt before her next massive orgasm took away her power of speech. She could sense that daddy would soon be cumming up inside her butt, but she wasn't worried. Bill and Jim were both waiting eagerly for their turns with her tiny ass, recharging with a couple of cold beers and watching the fascinating video on the screen. Jim's bulldog, Hector, a frequent visitor at Lottie's, sat with his head cocked to one side, tongue lolling as he stared intently at the screen.

Main sound stage, WDMP television studios:

Voice Over: "Wellcome back Ladies, Gentlemen and all the rest of you too. If you're just joining us expecting an episode of 'Cooking with Caroline,' then hold on to your spatula, or your cock, whichever is more convenient. This is an unscheduled continuation of the S-L-U-T pageant. And here's your Randy host, Rutting Shorthairs!

"Okay, the fuck with the names! I know where you live, asshat!" Ronald Shorty screamed at the voice-over guy, then suddenly realized he was on air and turned to smile at the cameras. "And, we're back, fuck... Welcome back folks. Wasn't that an amazing performance by our very own ten-year-old finalist, Sabina Dutley. Let's give Sabina another big round of applause for that arousing lesson in ancient history!" Deafening applause, hoots and hollers greeted Ronald's request. "Thank you, thank you very much! But now, ladies and gentleman, it's time for our final presentation of the afternoon. I give you South Lincoln's own - Bree Pendleton, directed by her very own mother."

A hush fell over the audience as the stage went completely dark. Then a single tight spotlight shone at the entrance to stage left and out walked Bree Pendleton's mother, smiling and holding a microphone. She was wearing a long cloak and an old fashioned bonnet over a grey wig. She stood slightly stooped over and thin wire-rimmed glasses were perched at the end of her nose.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls," Bree's mother stated in a subdued, calming voice. "Since this is really a children's program, we thought it would be best to return to a classic children's story - the tale of Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf."

Bree's mother, who appeared every bit the kindly grandmother, began the story. "Once upon a time, in a village on the edge of the forest, there lived a beautiful little child who was very kind and loved her grandmother. Because she always wore her red hooded cape, everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood."

The rest of the stage lit up to reveal a forest of cheap prop trees. Then out pranced a smiling, radiant Bree Pendleton, back in her outrageously sexy Little Red Riding costume. Once again the tight corset gave her a tiny waist and her dress and petticoats barely concealed her sweet round ass. Bree skipped across the stage in between the fake forest trees, swinging a small wicker basket. "But grandmother's house was deep in the forest, and there were dangers aplenty just off of the long winding path," continued Bree's mother. At that moment a huge German Shepherd stepped out onto the stage. His muscles rippled as he took a few steps forward and then settled on his haunches to stare at the viral video on the opposite screen. His head tilted to the side and his tongue lolled from his huge maw, where long canine teeth curled over his black lips.

"But we all know the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf, don't we children?" Bree's mother said. "We all know how Little Red's mother told her to stay on the path, how Little Red naively let the Wolf find out where she was going and we remember who was waiting for her in grandma's bed when she got there. We all remember what the Wolf answered to 'My you have such big teeth, grandma!'" As Bree's mother recapped the story, Bree convincingly pantomimed the various parts of the story, showing great terror at the point where she was about to be swallowed by the wolf. "Who could forget the frightening vision of poor Little Red being swallowed whole by the terrible Wolf, just like her grandmother?!" Mrs Pendleton paused for dramatic affect as Bree ran from the stage. "And what joy we found in the story when the handsome woodsman appeared to cut open the wolf and save grandma and Little Red!" The stage went completely dark but for the small spotlight on Bree's mother.

"But that is not the end of the story, dear children," Bree's mother continued. "For the Wolf had a brother, also known as the Wolf, and he was bigger and faster and hungrier than his deceased brother had ever been." Suddenly a new spotlight appeared, highlighting the huge canine who was now standing in the middle of the stage, tongue lolling while he continued to watch the video. "And this Wolf was angry - angry for the death of his favorite little brother." Her voice was urgent and frightening and the audience was completely silent - drawn in to her new story. "The Wolf travelled from many miles away to come and find those responsible for the death of his brother. He found the woodsman and he attacked him, ripping out his throat and then tearing him limb from limb. But killing the woodsman wasn't enough revenge for the Wolf - he wanted revenge on everyone who played a part in his brother's untimely demise. And so it was that one day, as Little Red was going to visit her grandmother she came across the new Wolf in the forrest."

Little Bree, in her sexy outfit, appeared on the stage again as the lights came up. She skipped merrily across the stage, oblivious to her surroundings, until she nearly ran into the Wolf. She screamed in surprise, then stood back shivering with wide-eyed fright as the Wolf fixed her with his gaze. For the first time it was truly apparent how big the dog was. On his haunches and with his ears standing up, the German Shepherd was as tall as Bree. He stared eye to eye with her and the audience could hear the low menacing growl that he aimed at the little girl. When the huge beast rose and took a step towards the girl, teeth barred, there was a collective gasp from the audience. Bree cowered in terror and it was hard to believe she might only be acting.

"'You must pay and pay dearly for the death of my brother, little girl,' the Wolf said," narrated Bree's mother, using a low rough voice for the Wolf. "'But now that I see you and I understand that you seduced my dear sibling with your whorish dress and golden locks, I know that just ripping your throat out would be too easy on you. I will kill your grandmother first, and make you watch. Then I will eat you piece by piece as you scream!'"

Bree's mother continued in her own voice. "But Little Red, frightened though she was, couldn't stand the idea of her dear grandmother being killed by the Wolf."

On the stage, Little Red spoke in a high, terrified voice. "Oh no! Please Mr Wolf, please spare my grandmother! I will do anything you want, anything! If only you will spare my dear grandmother?"

"Anything?" Bree's mother said in the gravely voice of the Wolf.

"Yes, yes, anything," Little Red pleaded.

Again, the stage suddenly went dark. Even the videos on the two screens went blank, pitching the entire soundstage into utmost darkness. There were rustlings and nervous titters in the audience as the darkness lasted more than a few moments. And just as the restlessness of the crowd was about to erupt, single spotlights appeared at the extreme left and right of the darkened stage. Bree's mother, still dressed as grandmother stepped into the light on stage right and the Wolf stepped into the spot on stage left, with a leather lead in his teeth that trailed behind him off into the wings.

"And so it came to pass," said Bree's mother, "that Little Red Riding Hood saved her grandmother's life, but at great personal cost to herself - as the Wolf was a strange and deviant creature of many interests and desires."

The stage lights came back and the audience could see that the small platform and arch used for Sabina's ravishment had reappeared in the middle of the stage. There was an audible gasp from the audience at what came next. The huge dog, playing the part of the evil Wolf, began walking towards the middle of the stage. But as he strode forward the lead in his teeth quickly pulled tight until he could go no further forward. With a show of great annoyance, the Wolf yanked the lead forward and out stumbled the beautiful Bree/Little Red, looking incredibly frightened. She nearly fell to her knees as she stumbled onto the stage. She was completely naked but for a thick black dog-collar, with silver spikes, around her small neck. And the collar was attached to the leash that the dog held in his teeth.

The Wolf spun and growled at his little captive, causing her to flinch back in terror, then he pulled quickly away from her with the leash still in his jaws, forcing her to follow him. The Wolf/dog paraded the naked child slowly down the long runway, out into the middle of an amazed audience. But such humiliation was not enough for his new bitch. Spinning around at the end of the runway, he lunged at her, bringing a scream of terror to her lips. As she stumbled, he jumped behind her and butted her, knocking her to her knees. Before the poor child could get up he was pulling her again. Bree was forced to crawl on her hands and knees, like a whimpering puppy, back down the runway towards the stage. "Mr. Wolf, Mr. Wolf, what are you going to do to me?" Bree cried out desperately as she crawled behind the huge dog.

Bree's mother once again started to narrate. "Little Red began to realize that her deal with the Wolf may have committed her to things she was too innocent and pure to have imagined." As she spoke, Bree's mother walked slowly to the center of the stage. "And worse," she continued, "the Wolf expected Little Red's grandmother to assist him." She arrived at the center just as the Wolf, dragging poor Little Red, came off the runway. Bree's mother, or rather Little Red's grandmother now that she was actively putting herself into the story, took the leash from the big animal's mouth. But instead of helping the poor child to her feet, grandma pulled her by the leash and forced her to crawl up on to the small platform between the legs of the arch.

"Grandma, Grandma, what are you doing? Please!" Little Red cried in a terrified little girl voice. But Grandma didn't respond. Instead she pulled up on the evil leash until the little captive stood up, directly under the arch. Then Grandma pulled one of Little Red's ankles over to the post and wrapped a rope around it, binding her ankle to the arch. Little Red nearly lost her balance when Grandma forced her to spread her legs wide so that her other ankle could be similarly bound to the other post. The child whimpered with fright, "Grandma, please, what are you doing?"

It was then that the huge Wolf jumped onto the small platform and lunged at Little Red's grandmother, snarling and snapping at her. No one in the audiences needed any help understanding that the Wolf was snarling "Hurry up!" at the old woman.

Grandma squeaked with fright and hurried on about her business. In a few seconds, Little Red's wrists were bound to the posts of the arch about three feet off the ground. The child was visibly trembling and her eyes were big as saucers. A susurrus spread through the rapt studio audience as people furtively asked one another if little Bree could really be acting so convincingly. The whispers turned to gasps as Grandma completed Little Red's humiliating bondage. Using the leash, Grandma pulled the little girl's head downwards, forcing her to bend at the waist until her back was level with the floor. Her arms were painfully stretched behind her, forcing her to stay standing. Once Grandma had attached the leash to a bolt in the floor the poor child was completely helpless - and displayed most provocatively.

The gasps grew louder as Grandma stepped away and the Wolf began to circle the bound little girl. He snarled and growled and she tried to flinch away from him, which simply showed how vulnerable her predicament had become. "Please Mr. Wolf, please!" Little Red pleaded. "Please don't hurt me! I don't know what you want. Why do I have to be tied up like this? Please don't hurt me!" Then Little Red's head shot back and she screamed "ooh, ooh, ooh!" as the Wolf's huge tongue found her tiny slit from behind and he started lathing at her with long vigorous strokes.

As it had before, the little platform began to slowly rotate, giving the audience and the several cameras that were trained on the scene a view, from every side, of Little Red's treatment. But the longer the dog licked at the little girl's tiny pussy, the more it became clear that she couldn't resist enjoying his attentions. She began to twist and turn, to the limited extent her evil bonds would allow her, responding to his long rough tongue. "Oh, oh, Mr. Wolf!" Little Red cried out. "Mr. Wolf, oh god, oh god!" Within moments Little Red was writhing out of control, overwhelmed by the intensity of her orgasm. The huge Wolf just kept working her little cunt expertly, knowing instinctively how best to stimulate his small conquest. Soon she was screaming loudly, "Ohhhh, no, no, no, ohhhh, ohhhh, I can't take any more! Please Mr. Wolf, please! Please stop! NOOOOO!"

The Wolf chose the moment of maximum torment to leap onto the petite girl's back. The position she was forced to stand in put her at the perfect height for his beastly needs. He wrapped his large paws around her waist, leaned his weight onto her back and hunched his hind quarters. His back arched and he started thrusting his hips at an unbelievable speed.

"Aaaaaagggghhhhhhh!"

The maidenhood of Little Red/Bree was ripped away forever - ripped away by the massive thrust of a bright red dog-cock. The huge red phallus streaked in and out of her tiny opening at a dizzying rate. The platform slowly rotated to give the audience a view from every angle as the huge Wolf raped Little Red with savage bestial thrusts of his powerful legs. Over and over he slammed his huge red cock into her. The usual camerawoman, plus two new cameramen who'd rushed over from another set for the historic broadcast circled the rutting pair, getting fabulous closeups ups of Bree's face as it wavered between ecstasy, terror, humiliation and rampant lust. The cameras captured the amazing growth of the dog's phallus as he rammed it into the child over and over - including the sudden and frightening growth of his knot, which he plunged into her and then could not retrieve. All the close-up shots were beamed directly up to the huge side screens to entertain the audiences in the studio and at home. As the beast's knot fully engage the little girl, he threw back his head and howled - "aaaooooooooooooooo!"

More than fifty thousand people around the greater South Lincoln viewing area watched in awe as seven-year-old Bree Pendleton gave up her sweet virginity to a huge, howling, German Shepherd. Live on television.

The Wolf howled and his knot could no longer be extracted from the tiny opening to Little Red's womb. But still he thrust against her little body over and over as he shot wave after wave of thin hot dog cum up into her body. With every massive thrust, the child's head snapped back, her pretty blonde curls flew out and her eyes and mouth went wide. She was beyond knowing that she was on stage, in front of cameras. She could barely remember if she was Little Red or Bree or someone else entirely. All the tiny child knew was the too-intense pleasure of being filled by the beast's huge cock and warm cum, and the strange combination of contentment and humiliation of knowing that she would forever be his little bitch. And somehow, mesmerized as they were by the video, everyone in the vast audience understood.

"And so it was that Little Red learned the awful truth of her promise to the Wolf," announced Bree's mother, standing off to one side of the rape scene. "The Wolf kept his promise not to kill her dear Grandmother, but from that day on Little Red was destined to serve the Wolf's every need - and, as it turned out, the needs of his friends. So beware, little children, when your mother tells you to stay on the path and not talk to strange wolves in the forest - or you could be the next Little Red Riding Hood!"

The show went to commercial.

Control booth of the primary sound stage, WDMP television studios:

The control booth was clogged with people. Every worker in the studio had flocked to watch the historic pageant's final scenes live. People would be talking about the broadcast for years. Adding to all the workers were half of the show's original contestants - little girls in their birthday suits making the rounds of all the horny men - happy to perform any sexual act that was asked of them.

The director and the producer of the incredible show both stood staring, slack-jawed, in amazement. It didn't hurt that they each had their pants around their ankles and a preteen sweetheart sucking on their dicks.

Stan Assit was practically the only person in the room who was functional. He'd cum so many times during the performance, in so many of the little girls, that he didn't have any gas left in his tank. He could finally concentrate fully on his job and he kept the final pieces of the show going as everyone else stood about gaping. With the commercials cued up and the viral video back up on the side screens, he even took over the teleprompter from his near-comatose director.

As it turned out, good old Stan saved the day.

At Lottie Lot's House:

"I think you might be right, Lottie! That Bree girl was amazing!" daddy said.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy! It's getting bigger and bigger. Oh daddy, it's so big! It hurts. Daddy I'm scared. Make him stop daddy. Daddy please, it's so big! Ohhhh. No! No! Daddy, he's growling at me! Please. It's getting sooo big! OHHH! It's stuck inside me! DAAAADDDDYYYY!"

"Hush now, sweetie, everything will be fine. Here, suck on this while Hector finishes up," daddy replied.

Main sound stage, WDMP television studios:

Voice Over: And now, for the conclusion of the annual S-L-U-T Pageant, your host for the afternoon - the one, the only, Rotund Shitface! No, wait, I didn't mean...Come on, it was just a jo... Aaagghh!"

Several loud crashes were heard from back stage just as the lights came up and then a smiling Ronald Shorty pranced out onto the stage for the final time. He was half-way across the stage before a tall man staggered out from the wings, then collapsed face-down on the stage floor with a knife protruding from between his shoulder blades. But hardly anyone noticed, for in the middle of the stage, Bree Pendleton was still bound to the arch in that terrible bent-over position, arms flying out behind her. The big German Shepherd was no longer on her back, but he was still tied to her. His cock was firmly embedded in her little pussy, but he'd managed to turn his body around and now the two were butt to butt as his long hairy tail wagged slowly over the poor child's back and the platform continued to slowly rotate.

"Welcome back, ladies, gentlemen, and all you wonderful children out there who've joined us for this year's South-Lincoln Under Twelve Pageant! What a show we've had today. Let's have another big round of applause for our final contestant of the afternoon - Bree Pendleton!" A huge wave of applause filled the auditorium and Bree weakly raised her head to acknowledge it. As Ronald Shorty spoke and the audience showed their appreciation of Bree's performance with the dog, arms reached out from the wings to drag the dead body off the stage. Unfortunately it left behind a large smear of dark red that glistened in the stage lights. Ronald glanced to the side before smiling broadly. "Sorry about the, uh, technical difficulties, folks," he said. "But we're all set to move on to the moment you've all been waiting for - the crowning of our new S-L-U-T Queen!" More applause filled the theater.

"But first let's bring back out our finalists and their mothers - Sabina Dutley and Bree Pendleton! Oh, wait, Bree's already here. We can't quite figure out how to get her apart from her canine friend, so she's just going to have to finish off the program from where she is. But the rest of you - come on out!"

Sabina and her host mother walked out onto the stage hand in hand and Sabina waved at the clapping audience. Her beautiful smile and her naked body brought another huge round of applause. Mrs. Pendleton also came back to the stage from the opposite side and quickly walked to stand next to the rotating platform, smiling and waving on behalf of her bound daughter. Sabina and her host mother quickly took up a position next to the arch as well. This was a mistake, as it put the two mothers in close proximity and they began snarling at one another once again. Words like 'whore' and 'bitch' were bandied about. Fortunately, one of the women in the sparkling silver gowns was available to rush onto the stage and keep the adult women from starting a physical altercation.

"Ladies, ladies! Please!" Ronald cried out as the woman in the silver gown struggled to keep the other two women from throwing punches at one another.

In the chaos of the moment, Sabina stepped onto the platform with Bree and the dog. She had a look of unbridled lust on her pretty face as she leaned in to face the big dog. He swiped her face with his big tongue and she opened her mouth to kiss him back. But then she stood tall and pulled the dogs head to her crotch. She arched her torso and threw back her head when the dog happily ran his huge rough tongue up into her small pussy. She grabbed him by the rough of his neck and gave out a moan of intense pleasure.

"Everyone, please!" Ronald cried out, trying to get some control over the chaos that had erupted so quickly on the stage. "Please, please, show some decorum. This is a family program after all!"

The two mothers finally managed to control their competition-fueled dislike of one another and stepped apart. Each of them tried to look calm and carefully smoothed out their rumpled clothes. At the same moment they noticed Sabina, who was still clutching at the big dog, moaning with orgasm and visibly shaking. The two actually worked together to separate her from the big beast, much to the little girls dismay. Sabina kept saying "is not fair blonde girl get all of handsome big doggy! Is not fair!" as she was dragged to the side and made to stand next to her host mother. A frustrated frown somewhat marred her gorgeous little face.

"Well, now, that's much better, much better!" Ronald Shorty declared. "Now we can get down to the moment you've all been waiting for - the announcement of this year's winner - the newest S-L-U-T Queen!"

A murmur of excitement spread across the studio audience as the host waved the envelope with the final results. With a flourish, he ripped open the envelope and pulled out the heavy card that would announce the winner.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, as is our tradition - I will read the name of the runner up in this year's South Lincoln Under Twelve Pageant. As I'm sure you'll remember - should the winner of this year's pageant, for any reason, be unable to fulfill her duties as the reigning S-L-U-T Queen, the runner up will be called upon to take over those duties." Everyone was on the edge of their seats. Sabina and the two mothers were leaning forward, holding their breaths. Even poor Bree raised her head up to stare with anticipation at Ronald Shorty. "And our runner up is none other than ..."

"Stoppppp!" yelled one of the women in the silver gowns as she glided out onto the stage at breakneck speed. She handed Ronald Shorty a folded piece of paper and then glided away.

Ronald opened the paper and read it as surprise crossed his face. "Ladies and gentlemen!" he began, "I've just been notified that one of our final contestants has been disqualified!"

A roar of surprise came from the crowd with cries of "no" and "it can't be!" Both of the mothers on the stage looked shocked. Sabina just looked confused. But pretty little Bree Pendleton turned bright red, far more embarrassed at being caught out in her deception than in the fact that she was sexually tied to a big dog in front of thousands of people.

"I'm very sorry, folks, but Bree Pendleton has been disqualified from this year's pageant. It seems that Bree is only seven years old! And I guess you all can figure out that that automatically makes Sabina Dutley this year's S-L-U-T Queen! Let's have a big hand for Sabina and her host mother, Mrs. Shockey!"

There was tepid, confused applause at Ronald's announcement. People wanted to know who really WON the pageant and a sudden disqualification wasn't sufficient. And over the lukewarm applause, Bree Pendleton's mother began to wail "No, no, it isn't fair, you can't disqualify her! You'll hear from my lawyers!" She tried to attack Ronald Shorty, but the women in silver gowns rushed the stage and dragged her away. Throughout the chaos Sabina just looked confused and her host mother looked on in shock.

Suddenly there was a blood curdling screech from off stage and Tansey Huotari's small Asian mother stomped onto the stage, dragging her naked, pretty daughter in her wake. "You just wait, you just wait!" Screamed Tansey's mother. "This pageant all fuck-up! All fuck-up I say. All rules fuck-up! You say that girl there disqualify. That mean my Tansey should be one of final two! No fair! All fuck-up Mr. Fancy Pants Shorty. My Tansey get fucked by you, I mean..."

One of the women in the sparkling silver gowns grabbed Mrs Huotari by the shoulders and tried to drag her from the stage, but the tiny asian mother swung around and deftly decked the woman, dropping her in a heap.

"Wait, wait!" screamed out Ronald Shorty into his microphone. "Just fucking WAIT!!"

Everyone on the stage froze in place. Even Tansey's enraged mother stopped stomping on the fallen woman in the silver gown. Silence fell on the entire theater and everyone slowly turned to look at red-faced Ronald Shorty, who took a deep breath and then carefully and slowly read from his teleprompter.

"Thank you everyone," Ronald said calmly. "Now then, we obviously have an unprecedented situation here. But the judges have conferred and come to a clear ruling." The various judges, still sitting in the front row of the auditorium looked at one another with surprise. "The ruling is that Sabina Dutley will be crowned S-L-U-T Queen," He held up a hand to silence any protest, "AND, that Tansey Huotari is declared runner-up. MOREOVER," he continued quickly, "since Sabina Dutley is an exchange student and will be returning to her island paradise of Mt. Mentempuer in just three months, Tansey will automatically become S-L-U-T Queen for the remaining nine months of the year!"

There were several seconds of silence as the audience and everyone on the stage processed this complicated announcement. And then everyone burst into an overwhelming outpouring of excited cheers and applause. Tansey's mother screamed with delight, gave the woman in the sparkling gown one more quick kick for good measure and then ran over to embrace a startled Ronald Shorty. Sabina kept looking from one person to another with a puzzled face asking "I win? Tansey win? All happy?"

The only truly miserable person was poor Bree, but her misery wasn't just from being thrown out of the competition she so wanted to win. Just as the loud celebration began the big dog had decided that it was time to extract his huge knot from the tiny girls tight cunt. The petite girl screamed "oh, oh, OHHHH!" as the dog stretched her wider than she thought possible, but her screams were drowned out by the melee. Only a few people noticed when the huge cock popped out of her and a flood of thin dog cum spurted out and dribbled down her legs.

The entire scene became festive chaos. A huge cloud of colorful balloons began to descend from the rafters of the soundstage and glitter and streamers were shot out of cannons hiding in the wings. And all the rest of the nubile contestants came streaming out onto the stage - every one of the pretty girls naked as the day she was born. The little girls all gathered around Tansey and Sabina to congratulate them. Even Quinnie Gergen, wearing nothing but her sparkling tiara, appeared on the stage and gave both of the girls big hugs before she happily took her tiara off and carefully placed it on Sabina's head.

The general joy and excitement of the celebration on the stage was overwhelming. Men began climbing up onto the stage from the audience and male studio workers from all over the television studio started streaming in from the wings. Suddenly there were twice as many men on the stage as there were naked little girls - and every one of them had the same idea. The only men left in the audience were the ones who were already engaged in sexual acts with the sisters of the many contestants on the stage. The orgy that ensued was epic. Every little girl serviced as many men as she could. Heads bobbed, hips thrust, wombs were filled and more than one little girl would later be shown to have been fertile on that historic afternoon.

As the credits began to roll, the camera zoomed in on the most important of the little girls. Tansey Huotari had finally gotten a chance to straddle her daddy's lap and get his big cock up inside of her. Sabina Dutley was on her knees kissing the huge German Shepherd she was so enamored of. And finally, Bree Pendleton, still bound in her terrible position, took two large black men - one in her mouth and one in her sopping pussy.

The final credits rolled by and then the program ended, switching directly to a rerun of "Playtime with Daddy!" starring a much younger Ronald Shorty.

At Lottie Lot's House:

"Wow, princess, I can't wait to enter you into the slut pageant next year," daddy told Lottie, holding her next to him on the couch as they watched the beginning of "Playtime with Daddy."

Lottie sat wide-eyed, panting shallowly with her mouth hanging open. She was too exhausted and shocked to respond.

"But we're going to need to do a lot of preparation, aren't we? I mean, I bet that Bree girl will be back - and she'll be some serious competition - even though you're way prettier than her." Daddy gave Lottie a squeeze. "We'll just have to make sure to practice every day, okay? I know Jim and Bill will be happy to help and Jim said that Hector could come stay with us and help you practice. It's going to be so great! Who would ever have thought a guy like me would get so into little girl beauty pageants? You just never know, do you?"

Daddy leaned over to kiss Lottie on the head and she gave him the barest of moans.

"I know, baby, but it's going to be great!"

The End

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