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From: Alocer Loki <Alocer_Loki@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} A Psychopath and His Toys, Chapter 3 (M/g, pedo, tort, rape)
Date: Thu, 14 Mar 2002 22:10:09 -0500
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A Psychopath and His Toys, Chapter 3
Alocer Loki 2001
The Story codes are: (M/g, pedo, tort, rape)

Disclaimer
  	This story is not for everyone and will contain some quite
  	graphical depictions of girls, and more specifically children
  	in extreme sexual situations, these include, but are not limited
  	to, rape, and sexual torture.
  
  	If any of these things offend you then don't read it. I, the author
  	do not condone any of the actions depicted herein.
  
  	If you got past that I am going to assume that, like me, you are a
  	sick fuck who gets off on the rape and torture of preteens. If not
  	what the fuck are you doing reading this?
  
  Thanks enjoy the story
  Alocer Loki


Paul led the teen stumbling and staggering along behind him as she was pulled 
along by her arms. She would have followed him quite readily only she as too 
tired and too sore to keep up with his long quick strides. They came to a 
welcomed stop just before the iron door of the holding room; Paul turned to the 
panting teen and grinned. "Now my Piss Drinking Slut, are you thirsty?" he 
asked.

Alice licked her dry lips and looked at her tormentor wondering just what was 
planned for her now, "Yes master," she whispered.

"Good, that'll make things a little easier for you," he said and forced the girl 
onto her knees.

She was just too spent to figure out just what he had intended for her. Even 
when he shoved his semi-hard cock into her mouth. She started to work on it 
sucking it like a good slut obviously thinking that was what he wanted. She 
jumped back in surprise as the hot liquid filled her mouth. Paul who had been 
expecting this reaction tried to stop himself quickly, but was unable to prevent 
some piss spraying directly into the girl's face. Besides it served the little 
slut right. "If I wasn't so fucking tired I'd punish you bad for that." He said, 
"But that will have to wait until morning, now suck and I want you to drink 
every drop,"

Letting out a whimper the girl leant forwards and took his cock back in her 
mouth. Her body was still in immense pain from the tortures she'd already 
received and she didn't want to find out what else he could do to her.

Alice started to work on his cock again only this time she was ready for it when 
the piss shot into her mouth. The girl's cheeks expanded as he pissed faster 
than she could swallow but the teenager miraculously didn't spill any more.

Paul stroked her hair, "Good Piss Slave," he said, "Now what are you?"

The girl lowered her head in shame and mumbled, "I'm a Piss Drinking Slut."

"You're a piss drinking slut MASTER," he corrected with a rough slap on the 
cheek.

"I'm a Piss Drinking Slut Master," the girl said.

"Good, now have a rest, I'll bring you down some food in a minute and then it's 
bed."

The girl gave a sigh of relief and said, "Oh thank you..." then she added, 
"Master,"

Paul patted her gently on the head. "In you go," he said and unlocked the iron 
door. Alice walked in past him. Everything was much the same as he'd left it. 
Hanna was still out for the count and Beth sat in the back of the cage looking a 
little worse for ware. Paul locked the door back up and made his way from the 
cellars to the kitchen of his house. Toys' tend to last longer when you feed 
them, Paul had learned that quite quickly he also learned, although you had to 
feed them it didn't really matter what you fed them, it wasn't like he wanted 
the bitches to last forever. In fact no matter what you fed them the girls would 
become 'worn' in time anyway. 

The kitchen was quite large and had loads of utensils most of which hadn't been 
touched for almost five years. Paul lived on microwave food and takeout.

Paul went into the larder which was almost empty except for a dozen tins of dog 
food and a big bag of dog cereal. It was food and quite edible by humans.  
Taking out three tins of the dog food and the cereal he carried it into the 
kitchen and sorted through the cupboards until he came across the dog bowls. He 
had more than a dozen all made from stainless steel. He had brought them cheap 
in a sale. Taking out six of the bowls he stacked three of them up at the side 
and to mixed the food in the other three. Then stacking them all together he 
carefully made his way back into the cellars, stopping off to pick up another 
pair of cuffs.

Near to the holding room was a tap connected directly to the mains Paul used it 
to fill up the bowls with water. After opening the door he took two bowls in at 
a time and set them near the wall. Beth and Alice were sat together in the cage, 
and looked up at Paul, who smiled at them, "It's dinner time," he said, "Now 
Alice I want you to tie your sister's arms behind her back with her cuffs."

Alice quietly unfastened the cuffs that Beth wore and pulled her hands behind 
her back and fastened them up. While they did this Paul knelt by Hanna and tuned 
her onto her stomach. He smiled when he saw she still had the dildo stuck in her 
ass, he pulled it out gently and set it by the girl and tied her arms behind her 
back. He then opened her tiny mouth a little and reached into his pocket and 
pulled out a bottle of tablets. Taking two out he slipped them into her mouth 
and with his fingers moved them to the back of her throat, and then massaged her 
throat to try and get her to swallow them. Then for good measure he pushed the 
dildo inside her mouth as well.

He stood up and looked at the two older girls, "Okay you two come out here Alice 
I'm going to tie your hands behind your back too."

The two girls crawled from the cage and walked over to Paul who took Alice and 
cuffed her hands behind her back. "Okay," he said, "considering your hands are 
tied up I think you can figure out how you've got to eat it."

Alice fell to her knees right away and shuffled over to the bowl. She looked at 
it and let out a whine but said nothing as she leant over and put her face in 
the bowl and started to eat. Beth copied her sister except when she looked into 
the bowl she pulled a face and turned to Paul; "This is dog food!" She 
exclaimed.

"Oh you are clever," muttered Paul, "Eat it."

"But it's DOG food." 

"Look at your sister she's being a good girl and eating her dinner unless you do 
the same, I'm going to start torturing you now," As opposed to in the morning 
but he wasn't about to tell her that.

The child looked down at her sisters cut and welted ass, even though hers looked 
much the same, she had also seen the cuts on her sisters breasts, and pussy also 
how Hanna just wouldn't wake up. She leant over and put her face in the bowl and 
slowly started to eat.

Paul watched them eat, they took lots of water to wash it down with so much so 
that the water ran out before the dog food did. Too bad for them. It took a 
while for them to finish it all, but Paul made sure that they finished every 
scrap of food. Once finished the girls turned around and looked at Paul, both of 
them had dog food covering their faces. Paul smiled, "Good doggies," he said, 
"Now Alice I want you to clean the rest off of Beth's face and when you're 
finished Beth clean it off Alice."

Alice moved forwards and started to lap the dog food from the nine-year-olds 
face Beth kept still until Alice had finished and then performed her task. By 
the end of it both girls looked a little sick. But it was all they would eat 
while they were alive so they would have to get used to it. Paul reached back 
for his bottle and tipped two tablets in either hand and held them out to the 
girls, "Now I want you to swallow these."

"What are they?" asked Beth.

Paul glared at the girls and they quickly buried their faces into his hands and 
took their tablets. All they were, were iron supplements to help with the blood 
loss they would be suffering, but they didn't need to know that. "Now back into 
the cage both of you."

While they crawled back into the cage, Paul gathered Hanna, and her dildo and 
carried her over to the cage pushing her in he then collected her food and 
drink, and put it in the cage with her. "Now if she wakes up, I want you to feed 
her some thing and make her drink. If she doesn't wake up you don't touch the 
food or the water to do so will mean hard punishment. Also if she doesn't wake 
up make sure the dildo stay's in her mouth." 

That said he left the room locking it behind him back into the house he heated 
up a microwave meal and sat down in front of the TV, and flipped over to the 
sport.



*****

Alice curled in the corner of the cage the taste of piss and dog food hung heavy 
in her mouth and no matter how much she spat or swallowed it just stayed there. 
So she tried to ignore it. Her mind was foggy and she was exhausted so ignoring 
the bad taste was pretty simple. Ignoring Beth's incessant whining was not so 
easy. "Dog food. I feel ill." She moaned.

"Shut up and go to sleep,"

"How can you sleep he hit us he killed mummy and nearly killed Hanna, and you 
want to sleep."

Alice groaned and sat up, "Don't you see, he will kill us if we don't do what he 
tells us."

"But he hurts us when we DO do what he tells us. Look at Hanna,"

Alice turned and took Beth's hands, "I know Bethy I really do. How can we hurt 
ourselves? But we must do what he tells us to do or he will kill us. If we want 
to live we've got to do what he says."

"I don't want to be hurt I want to go home. I want mummy and daddy." The child 
began to cry.

Alice could have screamed, but she stopped herself, Beth was right. Why did they 
have to do what he said? Alice didn't want to die and she knew that he would 
kill them if they tried to fight and that was enough to make Alice do what ever 
he wanted. No matter how sick it was, or perverted, and no matter how much it 
hurt.



*****

Paul pushed open the iron door and stepped into the room, the girls were all 
asleep although Hanna hadn't moved an inch from where he'd left her the night 
before. Beth was propped against the side of the cage her head was in her chest. 
Alice was laid out beside Hanna and fast asleep. Three naked young girls in such 
a serene state well to a lot of people it might have been a turn on but for 
Paul, the bruises and welts across the three young bodies, were what aroused 
Paul. "Alright wakey wakey." He called.

Beth jerked her head turned from side to side trying to figure out where she 
was. Alice groaned and sat up looking through the bars and chicken wire she 
smiled, a sweet smile, and definitely forced, but Paul smiled back, she was 
trying a different tactic now, get into his good books and he might let them go, 
or at least go soft on them.

"Good morning bitch slaves," he told them, he looked down at Hanna's motionless 
body and frowned, she was still breathing but wasn't moving. Then she groaned 
and turned over. Her eyes opened a crack and she looked up at him she pushed the 
dildo from her mouth and tried to speak but all that came out was a croak. Paul 
smiled, "Hurry up Alice give her a drink," he said.

"How?" she asked, moving her hands that were still cuffed behind her back.

Paul sighed and explained, "Take some of the water into your mouth and kiss it 
into hers. Don't tell me you didn't play that game with your boyfriend."

The girl blushed red again but set about on her task. Awkwardly in the limited 
room the cage allowed she put her face into the bowl and took some of the water 
then leaning over her sister, she pressed her lips on her mouth.

Hanna had no idea what was going on, she was still in a pretty bad state but she 
felt the water drip onto her lips and opened up her mouth for Alice's water 
filled kiss.

"Now keep doing that, and give her some food once she's had enough to drink,"

Paul watched the older sister feed and water the six-year-old child with tender 
kisses, well not quite tender it was more like press mouths together and spit. 
He watched until most of the water and about half of the food was gone, Hanna 
was looking better all the time and he was getting board with the game, "Okay 
that's enough," he said.

Hanna was looking a little stronger but he wasn't happy, he'd definitely have to 
get Anne to have a look at her, but that would have to wait until later. He 
walked over and unlocked the cage door. "Okay you two get out," he said.

Alice and Beth crawled out of the small door and stood up beside him. Paul 
reached inside and pulled Hanna out gently, "Can you walk?" he asked the girl.

The child just looked at him, and after a while shrugged. After a moment she 
tried to get to her feet with which she managed if just. She leant up against 
the cage watching Paul witch cautious eyes trying to decide weather this was the 
man who had hurt her.

Paul turned to the other two; "Well first of all I need a piss. Alice you know 
your job," he said.

"Yes master," Alice said and knelt down in front of him, she unzipped his 
trousers and took his cock out and placed it between her lips. 

Now this was fun. Alice started to work on his cock running her tongue around it 
in her mouth. She was ready for it and when the stream of piss hit the back of 
her throat she swallowed it all. Paul waited for a few minutes before he took 
his gland from her mouth.

Reaching into his pocket Paul took out three collars, although they looked 
pretty good while strapped around a young girls throat they served a more 
practical purpose, in that it was far easier to control a bitch when you've got 
them by the throat. He quickly strapped them around the necks of his three toys. 
The collars were thick leather and would take some force to break them having 
been made to keep big dogs. At the front of each of the collars was a large iron 
ring once used to fit the lead, (leash) onto them and it was that ring that made 
them so practical. 

"Okay follow me now I suggest you don't try to run because there is no way out 
of these cellars and I have cameras everywhere and you won't hide for long and 
when I do find you I'll hurt you, and I mean bad." That got Hanna's head ticking 
over and she backed away from him knowing now that he had hurt her. "But if you 
are good and do what I tell you, I won't do anything bad yet."

Of course that didn't do much to get on Hanna's good side, she hadn't done 
anything bad when he'd started to hurt her. She stayed away from him, Paul 
continued his speech, "So if any of you feel like you won't be able to help 
yourselves speak now and I will put a lead on you and treat you like a dog."

The three girls remained quiet.

"I'll take that as a sign of co-operation and if you would now follow me,"

The girls started to follow Paul as he left the room Alice had to practically 
drag Hanna along with her, Paul led the girls to a large tiled room, it looked 
like the shower room of a school or a gym which was what it was. There were 
eight places for the girls to shower and at each place was a red mat with a hole 
in the centre. On the wall at each place was a ring each had an open padlock on 
them. This is where the collars came in handy. Paul had added this to his 
grandfather's cellars; there was nothing he hated more than dirty toy's. 
Especially when washing them could be so much fun. He turned to watch his girls 
looking at the showers with some suspicion, "Now you've been locked in that cell 
for a long time and I thought that it would be nice for you to get washed up," 
he said. He walked over and took Beth by the collar, he pulled her to the first 
showerhead, "Now you see the red mat?"

"Y-yes sir," the child said.

"If your feet move from that I will punish you, is that clear." 

The girl nodded, and walked onto the mat. Paul pushed her top half forwards and 
locked the collar to the wall. With that done Paul inspected the work from the 
day before. Her ass was coming along nicely most of the welts had gone down but 
some bruising remained, he squeezed them and got a little moan from the girl. 
Leaving her there he motioned for Alice and Hanna to enter. He locked them both 
under a showerhead. Hanna was last she was still too weak to put up a struggle 
as Paul moved her to her position and clipped her in, "Now don't move from the 
red mat or I'll go and get some more of my toys. Do you understand."

The tiny child nodded she was trembling on the mat and Paul ran his hands down 
the tiny body. Smiling he gave her a hard tap on the ass and left the three 
girls locked to the showers.

In a room behind the showers was a control room. It was nothing more than a 
broom cupboard with a computer at one end. The computer was an old piece of 
machinery, (A 486 DX no less) but it served it's purpose all it was used for was 
to control the heat and pressure of the water in the showers.  Leant up against 
the corner of the control room was a long cane, more than quarter an inch in 
diameter. A nasty thing to be hit with, it would leave some deep bruising. 

Paul left the cane where is was for the moment and leant over the computer to 
set the shower. The showers were deceptive they looked like any normal shower 
but along with the water coming out from above them, it also shot out from the 
centre of the mat between their legs. Also although the showers could be set at 
any temperature Paul only ever used his three pre-sets, which were labelled on 
the program as Damn Cold, Hot, and Fucking Hot. He didn't want to burn the girls 
too badly this time so he set the water to hot but the pressure to high. He 
picked up his cane and made his way into the shower room. "Right," he said, 
"We're going to play a little game, the water is going to start soon and it will 
be hot, but you've got to stay on the mat. The every time you put a foot out of 
the mat I'm going to hit you with this," he held up the long thick cane, "The 
one who has the most welts on their ass when we're finished will get an extra 
punishment."

With that he stripped off his own clothes, and stored them outside the shower 
room. He locked the door hit the extractor fan to on, there would be a lot of 
steam. He went over to the handle to turn the water on. He pulled it and 
steaming water shot from above their heads scalding their sensitive backs. The 
girls screamed and moved desperately trying to get away from the water. Hanna 
was the first to step off the mat and Paul moved quickly to her and landed a 
hefty blow on her ass, she screamed again and moved back onto the mat. Then the 
water shot out from below, hitting their legs and cunts with a hard stream of 
steaming water. The girl's screams intensified and they tried anything to get 
away from the water. Paul suddenly found himself inundated with his work of 
hitting their nice asses, not that he was complaining. 

The water pelted the girl for almost ten minutes before it suddenly died leaving 
three panting girls with red blotches on their backs and legs and nasty welts 
across their asses. Paul inspected each of them, Hanna actually had the most 
welts, but he wasn't happy with her condition yet, and Beth had come out a close 
second and besides he'd already played with Hanna. He walked over to Beth and 
unhooked her from shower he said, "You lost."

"But..." Paul slapped the child across the face as soon as she started to speak.

The blow knocked her off her feet. Paul grabbed her collar and pulled her up, "I 
was thinking about only fucking you, I've got stuff to do today and that'll hurt 
your small cunt a lot, but now darling I'm going to hurt you bad."

"No! Please don't hurt me, I'm sorry."

Paul hit her again this time he kept hold of her to stop her falling, "I suggest 
you shut up," he said.

The girl seemed to get the idea and closed her mouth tears flowed down her wet 
face, "Now follow me," he said and keeping hold of her collar he led her from 
the room.

He led her down the hall and through three doors until he got to a large room, 
the room was one of the largest in the cellars at fifteen foot by twelve, the 
walls were bare only a large wooden board leant up against the wall at the far 
end. But the most defining thing in the room was the torture horse. It was 
nothing more than a wedge of wood standing almost five feet tall. It was only 
one and a half-foot at the bottom and extended to a cruel narrow edge. This 
meant a girl sat on it would have as much pressure on her pussy as possible. If 
that wasn't bad the edge of the horse was covered in small sharp stones glued in 
place. It would only take a few moments sitting on that thing to bring intense 
agony to a girl. Chains and straps hung from the ceiling above it to hold the 
girl in place and two large weights sat at it's base both were connected to a 
strap used to secure them to a girls leg. 

Paul pointed to the torture horse; "I'm going to sit you on that for most of the 
day does that sound nice?"

The child stared at it in horror wondering just how it would be used to hurt 
her. She shook her head.

"Don't worry toy I'm not going to put you on it yet, first off I want my early 
morning fuck, but just to make it worse for you I was thinking about pushing a 
dozen or so nails into your feet."

"No!" the child cried and tried to make a run for it but Paul still had a firm 
hold on the collar. To ensure she couldn't escape he closed the door and locked 
it. He let her go and she ran to the nearest corner, Paul laughed at her but 
left her there for the time being. He walked to the far side of the room and 
took the board leaning against the wall. The board was about two foot square and 
about an inch thick, and filled with small thin nails extending from about a 
quarter of an inch to, half an inch but still an evil device to stand on. The 
nails were different sizes to make sure they would pierce the skin rather than 
allow her body weight be spread across them. 

He put the board on the floor and walked over to the girl who shrank further 
into the corner. He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her to her feet and 
then towards the board. Somehow in her panicked and hysterical state the girl 
managed to miss the board with her feet as she screamed and fought against Paul. 

Paul slapped her hard across the face in an attempt to calm her down and it 
worked the girl just stared at him breathing heavily, Paul smiled at her, and 
said, "Are you ready?"

"Please don't..." the girl screamed as Paul pulled her forwards and her foot 
involuntary set down on the board. The girl fell over backwards her foot pulling 
from the nails leaving several small wounds in the bottom of her foot.

Paul shook his head and walked to horse, he pulled off one of the straps and 
went back to the girl. Beth took no notice of the man she just sobbed and stared 
at her bleeding foot. Paul quickly pulled her legs together and strapped them to 
one another. He picked the crying child up. The girl refused to put her feet 
down, so he held her over the board, "You either stand on it or I'll drop you on 
it."

"Don't PLEASE!"

Paul dropped the girl and she let out a shrill scream as she landed on the 
board. The nails dug straight into her left thigh. Paul bent down and picked the 
crying girl back up, "Put your fucking feet down." The girl wailing loudly put 
her feet on the board due to the strap they were both placed near the centre of 
the nail board. Paul held the tearful girl with her feet on the top of the nails 
for several moments before pushing her onto them. The girl screamed and tried to 
pull her feet off but Paul and the straps didn't allow her to pull her feet off 
and Paul held her to stop her from falling over again. "Please let me OFF!" the 
girl screamed.

Keeping one hand to stop her going anywhere Paul put his other hand between the 
girl's legs and stroked her cunt. The girl just screamed and cried. Those 
screams were like a choir's song this morning. Paul inspected where the blood 
ran down her leg from the small puncture wounds in her thigh. None of them 
seemed serious, they would all stop bleeding in a short while. The child's 
screams stopped him from talking to her, so he placed his free hand over her 
mouth. It quieted her a little. "Shut the fuck up, I want a fuck now so I'm 
going to let you off the nail and I'm going to throw you on the floor and fuck 
you hard I've got no lubricant with me so I think I might tear your little cunt 
while trying. If I do that you might bleed to death, is that what you want?"

The terrified child shook her head, "Now to stop it you've got to suck on my 
cock, make it as wet as you can with your spit. Will you do that?"

The girl nodded she was so desperate to get her feet off of the nails she would 
have agreed to anything. "You must kneel on the nails to suck my cock." He said.

The girl didn't understand she either knelt on the nails or she died was that 
what he was asking? The small child realised that it was and that she didn't 
want to die. So she leant forwards bending her knees. Paul guided the girl down 
but as the nails started to dig into her shins the girl changed her mind but 
Paul, wouldn't let her up no matter what she screamed and begged and thrashed he 
just pushed her knees onto the cruel spikes. The girl screamed and cried with 
desperation but Paul held her fast until she shut up, "Now darling open wide,"

The tiny girl opened her mouth as wide as she could and Paul pushed his already 
stiff cock inside. "Remember now lick it all around get as much spit on it as 
you can,"

He gazed at the child kneeling in an ever-growing pool of blood, although there 
looked worse than it was. She sucked on his cock with desperation knowing that 
that was the only way to end the pain. Paul was soon satisfied with the girl. He 
wanted to fuck her anyway so he pulled her off his cock and lifted her from the 
nail board. The board came up with her for a second but slipped from her leg and 
hit the floor with a loud clatter. Paul kicked the board away and laid the girl 
down and undone the bonds that held her feet together. With that done he spread 
her legs wide and tested her small hole with his fingers, "Oh boy you're almost 
as tight as Hanna," he said. "I'll be nice considering you tried your best," he 
then dipped his fingers in the blood seeping from the small wounds in her legs 
and started to work it into her cunt.

 There was less blood than it looked and Paul had to keep going back before he 
was satisfied the child's cunt was properly lubricated. The girl didn't move 
during this she didn't even speak. Finally Paul lent in and guided his cock into 
her bloody hole. He pushed slowly forwards and the girl began to moan in agony. 
It was a slow process getting his cock inside the nine-year-old child. He hit 
the hymen but kept driving in slowly. The increasing pressure finally tore 
threw, the child cried and moaned every moment of his agonising entrance. Paul 
then began to slowly pull out and then back in. It became easier with each 
motion as fresh blood lubricated the hole. Paul slowly picked up speed and the 
girl's moans picked up in desperation, the fuck was sheer torture for the child. 

It took a long time for Paul to draw near climax and the girl was just panting 
now with every thrust. Paul withdrew completely and looked down on his bloodied 
cock. He loomed over the girl and said, "Suck it now," he said.

The child opened her small mouth and Paul pushed it inside her and let her suck 
on it. Paul soon felt himself cumming and held the girl in place as he exploded 
into her mouth. The child choked as the thick fluid hit the back of her throat 
and with Paul keeping his cock inside her mouth she had no choice but to 
swallow. When Paul pulled out her head fell back against the stone and she 
closed her eyes. 

Paul leant over her and slapped her face, "Oi I'm not finished with you," he 
said and slapped her a second time.

The girl sobbed, "Please stop..." Paul slapped her a third time and picked her 
up.

He carried her over to the horse and said, "Now open your legs so I can sit you 
on this."

Still sobbing loudly the girl did as she was instructed and Paul sat her on the 
horse. She moaned loudly as the rough and pointed stones on the sharp edge dug 
into her sensitive and tortured cunt. Paul used the rope above her to tie her in 
place. With her unable to move he gathered the two heavy weights and hung them 
from either leg causing the girl to start screaming again, "Well good bye," he 
said, "I'm leaving you here for a couple of hours. Oh and don't even think about 
pissing yourself I am not in the mood, besides it will REALLY sting if you do."

He chuckled to himself and left the room locking the crying and screaming child 
in a world of pain.

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