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CAROL — A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 21 ] I returned to the basement and sat down by Carol, who was dozing in her chair. Pauline and Billie-Jo were working away at their assignments. I expected them to do their work before the stood before me. So I just sat there watching the two girls while they worked hard. The touch of a hand on my head made me look up. Carol was lightly stroking my hair; I smiled at her and said ‘Woof’ which made her giggle. “I wasn’t thinking of that master, I just thought how like my father you are.” This statement puzzled me but I let it pass for the time being, somehow it felt right, I found myself relaxing by that chair . . . No it was wrong! This is not me! I shook my head and stood up again realising that I was holding the letters for Carol, both of which she grabbed and started to read. After a few minutes she looked up, “Uncle Bill sent a disc for me to watch?” She asked me. “Yes, but I thought we’d wait until the girls have finished, they might want to watch it.” I said. “Well I hope it’s better than that Kitty Kat thing you showed us a couple of days ago.” She said smiling. “We’ll see Carol, but for now let’s just wait for the girls, okay?” I said. I made myself busy until the girls were ready. They put the desks away and then joined me and Carol. I picked up Carol and then sat down in her chair, placing her on my lap. Pauline put the disk into the computer and it started to play. I’d already seen the beginning but I smiled when Carol suddenly said, “That’s Marcie!” Pauline and Billie-Jo seemed to sit up straighter as they heard Carol say that. “That’s the girl who lied to you?” Billie-Jo said, “She could do with losing some weight herself!” Carol just watched the action; the van could be seen approaching the girl from behind, “Go on! Get into the van Marcie!” Pauline said while Billie-Jo started humming the theme to Jaws. I hid a smile as I tapped Billie-Jo on the head. We settled back to watch the action on the screen. --- Marcie found herself in the van, which was completely padded; Robert was driving the van while Michael fixed the camera in place so that it was able to watch the whole of the van. When he was ready he approached the scared girl. “Now Marcie, you’re going to undress and place yourself in those chains.” Michael said softly. “What! No way! I’m not doing that!” Marcie said and then cowered back as Michael closed in on the girl. He struck out at her pulling at her skirt ripping it off. “I’m so glad you said that Marcie, I’m then allowed to strip you myself. But before I start I’m going to give you our ground rules. Neither my brother nor me can burst your virginity or your ass. We are not allowed to rape your cunt or ass at all. However we can bruise you all over and rape your mouth and throat whenever we want to.” He gave a disgusted look. “I don’t know why but that’s what your sponsor wants!” He suddenly got behind the girl and ripped off her blouse, leaving her in a training bra, panties, socks and shoes. “Why are you doing this? My dad will pay you to release me!” She said only to be laughed at by Michael. “You don’t understand Marcie, we’re commissioned to take you and forcing you to do certain things.” He gripped her shoulders, holding her tight, “Now I asked you to undress . . . Will you?” “No! Never! You can’t make me . . . OW!” Michael had struck on her breasts. “Oh did that hurt you?” Michael said in a sarcastic tone, “Well you only have to do what we tell you and you won’t be hurt again!” And he hit Marcie again, and again until the girl screamed out. “No more, please. I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” She sobbed. Michael let go of her and stepped back. Marcie went to unclasp her bra, but then ran towards the door, grabbing hold of the handle and turning it . . . But the door refused to open. Michael laughed, “You didn’t think it would be that easy? Did you?” He said mockingly as Marcie kept pulling on the handle, he walked to her. “Now bitch your last chance.” And he started to hit at her ass with his hand. “Will you undress or should my brother stop the van and come here to help me?” Marcie looked at Michael and knew she had no choice. She knew her father wasn’t behind this as he wouldn’t allow her to act in any of his films until she was older, 14 or so. And the talk of her sponsor didn’t make her feel any safer. So she reached behind herself again and this time undid the clasp on her bra. Michael held out his hand and Marcie put the material into it, he smelt the inside of the bra and smiled. “Nice, your sweat smells sweet, what does your cunt taste like bitch?” He asked her Marcie reddened but didn’t answer; she moved her hands down to her shoes and started to untie the bow but was stopped by Michael again. “No Bitch, you can leave those until the last thing, carry on with the show!” He said to her, Iron lacing his voice, the ‘or else’ remained unsaid. Marcie put her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and then bent down, pulling the fabric down her legs as she went, trying not to show anything to the man in front of her. She remained crouched down with the panties around her feet looking up at Michael. “Well bitch? Get up show me what you’ve got!” Michael said to her. Marcie glared at him while he looked on dispassionately. Finally she rose to her feet, her hands covering her virgina. “That’s showing me? God girl you must think you’ve got something protecting you!” He went to her and slapped her hands away from her. He then started to walk around the shaking girl. The hair’s not bad but we’re not concerned about that, the freckles are a selling point, if your sponsor was interested in selling you, which he isn’t! the tits are alright for a bitch your age. Your ass isn’t anything to write about, I prefer them a bit bigger myself. The snatch? Well we could shave the fuzz around it keep the young girl look for a bit longer. The hips are too fat and there’s enough skin to hold on to but you’ll soon lose that. He punched her in the stomach suddenly. Which forced Marcie to her knees holding herself with her arms. “You don’t scowl when I’m inspecting you bitch. I told you that the person paying for this only said your virginities are safe, he’s other plans for those, and as long as we don’t cut you too much anything else goes.” Michael grabbed hold of Marcie’s hair and pulled the girl to her feet. “Now to see if you’re still . . .” he didn’t finish but started pushing his finger inside Marcie’s slit, stopping when he found the expected obstruction. “You have been a good girl, not spread you legs yet!” he said. Marcie was still in shock from the stomach blow to react to his statement. Michael then grabbed hold of her arms and led her to a low bench. On the floor of the van were some shackles surrounding this bench. Marcie was made to lie down on the bench and her hands and legs held by the shackles. The bench now showed that it was made of rough wood and vibrated with the movement of the van on the road; consequently Marcie’s breasts and legs were being rubbed raw by the bench causing her to cry out in pain. “Oh shit bitch, if all you’re going to do is moan you might as well put your mouth to better use.” Michael said and unzipped his trousers. He started to wave his cock in front of the girl. “Now open girl and start sucking.” He demanded. “No way! If you put that in my mouth I’ll bite it off and swallow it.” Marcie said in a show of bravado which was quickly subdued when Michael went away and came back with a metal ring. He pushed down on Marcie’s ass, bringing her cunt into contact with the wooden bench. Marcie tried to push up and then opened her mouth to scream. Michael instantly put the ring-gag into Marcie’s mouth forcing it open. “Now bitch if you try to bite me you’ll ruin you mouth, and daddy’s going have to pay all the dentist bills and he won’t like that. Now get ready!” Michael placed himself in front of Marcie again and slowly inserted his cock into her opened mouth. “Oh yes baby, I like the feel of your tongue on my cock, let me just rub it back and forth like this, don’t you like it baby?” Michael cooed to Marcie. Her eyes were wide open and her body was shaking in an effort to move away from him, but he’d fixed her too well and her head was fixed in his hands. “Now darling we’re going a little bit deeper.” Michael said and stepped closer to Marcie. We could hear her choking as the head of his cock went into her throat. Michael knew the sounds because he jumped back as Marcie started to vomit. Michael watched the girl empty her stomach and then picked up a cloth. “Stupid bitch, don’t you know you’ve got to swallow. Now before I carry on you’ve got to eat all of this.” And he started wiping up the mess before Marcie and feeding it back to her by squeezing out the cloth into her opened mouth he rubbed her throat forcing her to swallow the vile fluid. She was shaking her head and trying to say ‘no’ while retching at the taste of the stuff but Michael didn’t bother listening to her. Once the task was over he undressed completely. “This time you stupid cunt you will swallow my cock as it enters your throat. And just for throwing up I’m not going to take it easy on you.” He positioned Marcie’s head again and drove his cock into her face, and down her throat. He kept it embedded until she went red with the strain and then he pulled back allowing the girl to breathe. “You stupid cunt, don’t you know how to suck cock even! You breathe through your nose! Now remember swallow the cock as it enters and breathe through your nose while it’s down there! Now here we go again.” And Michael pushed forward again Marcie had to be reminded several times before she got the idea and then Michael erupted inside the girl’s throat causing her to panic even more. “Well you’re going to improve with time girlie.” Michael said as he slowly removed his deflating cock from her mouth. He wiped her face with the vomit stained cloth, leaving the smell on her face and then picked up a car Ariel from the side of the van, he extended it and went behind the crying girl. He managed to give her three hits before she started to bellow out her pain, she was unable to voice out the agony in an articulate voice due to the ring-gag still in her mouth, but Michael wasn’t worried about any sounds leaving the van, he was interested in hurting the bound girl before him. “You stupid little cunt, you do not throw up when being fed cock! You welcome the feel of it as it enters your body – where ever it goes! Now you will pay for what you’ve done.” He was saying to her as he whipped her mercilessly. At this point the screen went blank. --- Pauline paused the DVD at that point, although it was clear that there was still more to watch but I had questions to ask. “How do you feel Carol, after watching that?” I said softly to the girl on my lap. She turned to face me her face was glowing and her eyes sparkling, “I liked it! I know I shouldn’t but I really did like it. She looked such a goody-goody it was wonderful to see her taken like that.” “Didn’t it worry you that she was just kidnapped and abused in front of you?” I asked her. She looked at me and then down at herself before looking me in the eyes again, “Master, you did worse to Billie-Jo when I was first brought here, but I know now that you weren’t really hurting her. What’s happening to Marcie isn’t nice, but she deserves it, can we watch more?” “Carol, is there anything else you’re feeling, something more primitive perhaps?” Pauline asked, although I could sense Elizabeth asking the question. Carol started to squirm slightly in my lap, she bit her lip – the old Carol showing again, and then she answered slowly, “I feel excited – no, not excited exactly but in a perverse way I want to be where she is, to feel what she’s feeling.” “You’re sexually excited by this action aren’t you?” Pauline asked. “Yeessss! That’s it! I am! Is there something wrong with me?” Carol asked worriedly. “Not at all, I mean it’s not usual for a girl your age to get pre-occupied with sex, but then you are growing up and this is a most unusual situation for you to be in, so no. this is normal for us.” Pauline said smiling at Carol. Carol sat back and then felt underneath her, or rather felt me. The action on the screen had aroused me as well and this was noticeable. “Master, do you want Billie-Jo to help you, or can I?” She asked coyly. “Well if you want to Carol, I’ll let you.” I smiled at Pauline, “Well she did ask didn’t she Pauline?” Pauline smiled back, “Yes master she did.” I lifted Carol off my lap and stood up, I went to undo my pants but found that Carol was already pulling at the zip. “Don’t be in such a rush.” Advised Billie-Jo, “Let master get comfortable first and then start.” Carol looked up at me and shrugged, “I’m sorry master.” She said and held back. Pauline and Billie-Jo started to undress me and I sat down in the chair again, this time closer to the front of the chair. Carol knelt in front of me and blew on my cock. The warm air helped to excite me and I smiled at Carol. She blushed, “Billie-Jo told me to do that.” She said and then licked her lips. I waited for her to start but she seemed to be having second thoughts. Just as I was going to suggest that Billie-Jo should take over Carol started licking the head of my cock, coating it with her saliva, before I knew it she plunged her head down forcing my cock into her throat, I could feel her swallowing away as the shaft entered, Then her nose hit my pubic hair. She pulled away and then down again, she was taking deep breaths on the out stroke but she was practically fucking my cock with her throat. Just as I was about to blow she stopped and shook her head. “I’m sorry master but I can’t do any more!” She said, but there was a look in her eye that seemed to say ‘make me’ I wasn’t sure if it was what she meant but I grabbed hold of the back of her head. “Yes you can you teasing brat!” And I pushed her head down – with little opposition from Carol who allowed me to do so. As I started to pump my seed down her throat I realised what she was doing, she was acting out the part of Marcie in the van, being made to service her captor with her face. “Master please don’t!” Billie-Jo was saying, but Pauline stopped her and shook her head. “Don’t worry Billie-Jo; master knows what he’s doing!” She said to her sister, the tone of her voice told me that she’d also seen Carol’s eyes, and she noticed that Carol wasn’t struggling or trying to escape my grasp and that her eyes were open and that she wasn’t crying. Finally I released Carol’s head and pulled her back, she turned to Pauline and Billie-Jo, kissing them both on the mouths, sharing my seed with them, she then turned to me. “Thank you master, now I know slightly how Marcie was treated.” She tilted her head to one side and then said, “Can we watch the rest of the film now?” I kissed her and pulled her back onto my lap, Pauline was still licking her lips as she unpaused the film and the screen faded back into life. |