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Subject: {ASSM} RP: A Psychopath and His Toys, Chapter 6 (F/fg, teen, pedo,  tort, rape, sad, incest[sisters])
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A Psychopath and His Toys, Chapter 6
Alocer Loki 2001
The Story codes are: (F/fg, teen, pedo, tort, rape, sad, incest[sisters])

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

Chapter 6

Anne gazed at the semiconscious teen and sighed. The mere sight of Alice 
suspended from the ceiling made her pussy drip. Her head resting on her chest, 
her hair a mess, much of it rested in the blood seeping from the puncture 
wounds.

Anne ran her tongue over her dry lips. It was a sight to behold and to savour. 
Anne was a sadist she had no qualms about that small fact. She felt slightly 
sorry about the situation these girls were in but only slightly. She was more 
envious than sorry. These bitches would have to put up with Paul for a couple of 
months at the most. Anne had spent most of her life as a toy to the madman.

Anne turned to tiny Hanna crouching in the cage hugging Beth. Anne didn't like 
the fact she was attracted to little girls this way, but as Paul had said to her 
when she'd first discovered she was a lesbian, if that's what nature intended 
for you, who are you to argue. She felt somewhat guilty for what she intended to 
do this child but she was also a realist. Paul would do more damage to these 
girls that she could stomach, before he eventually killed them, and so why not 
have her fun with them. She deserved it for putting up with that psychopath for 
so long.

Anne smiled at the little one. Hanna shrank back in the cage desperately 
grasping onto Beth. The other girl looked down on her little sister with no 
other reaction. Hanna stared up at her emotionless sister. She reached up and 
wiped at her own tears, then her head on Beth's shoulder, and went into another 
bout of sobbing. Anne was getting excited.

"Hanna, darlin you get out here now," she tried to sound pleasant but that was 
hard when you planned to torture someone. 

At first Hanna just started at Anne with those big, blue, teary eyes, but Beth 
started to push her. The six-year old gazed at Beth as her sister pushed at her; 
Hannaturned to Anne. The child put her thumb in her mouth and started to chew on 
the tip. Finally she pulled her thumb out and crawled from the cage.

The child stood up and looked across at Alice and took a long hard swallow. Anne 
glanced back also. Hanna made a run for it, she ran straight for the locked 
door.

"No!" screamed Beth.

Anne spun to around to see Hanna pounding fruitlessly at the door. The child 
screamed, "I wanna go HOME! Don't hurt me! I want my mummy!" she stopped and 
fell to the floor sobbing at the door.

Anne laughed and walked over to the sobbing child. "I wasn't going to hurt you," 
she lied, "But because you were a very bad girl I'm going to really hurt you 
now. Isn't that nice."

Hanna just cried, "I want my mummy!"

Anne grabbed the child by the hair and pulled her screaming across the floor. 
She needed a way to stop the bitch from moving, but in this room there was 
nothing for such a use, apart of course from the hooks on the ceiling but Anne 
didn't want to use them. Besides she didn't think she could make Hanna reach 
them. Anne sighed and took hold of the collar. The child stumbled along behind 
her as Anne pulled her from the room. She locked the door behind her and dragged 
the child down the hallway and into a small six-foot square. 

Attached to the walls and ceiling were lines of eyebolts spaced about four 
inches apart, also on the floor were eyebolts placed in several positions, but 
they were fewer on the floor, and included one in each corner and three in the 
centre. 

Anne didn't like this room very much but it was one of the few she was allowed 
access to. Hanging padlocked from several of the eyebolt were pairs of handcuffs 
and shackles. Also to many of the other eyebolts just had padlocks hanging from 
them, most of them were open. Anne knew that each pair of handcuffs represented 
a girl that had been 'executed' in this room. It made her feel sick to think 
about it. Anne forced the thought from her mind and turned her attention to the 
sweet innocent child she held.

Anne dragged Hanna across the room and locked the collar to one of the eyebolts 
that was low enough that the child had to bend over just a little. Anne then 
unlocked a pair of handcuffs from the wall and used them to fasten Hanna's arms 
behind her back. It was done mostly to stop the child from undoing the collar 
and making a run for it again. She had a couple of things to do and couldn't 
keep an eye on the kid all the time. She made a mental note to put the cuffs 
back in place but wasn't sure weather Paul would notice, or even care.

Anne left Hanna's feet free, she wanted the bitch to squirm for what Paul had 
done to Anne that afternoon. This cunt would SUFFER.  It occurred to Anne that 
perhaps she should feel sorry for the children, but if she had to suffer then so 
did they. 

Anne nibbled on her lower lip as she inspected the naked, trembling child. Anne 
shifted her pussy was soaked and dripping with juices. "I won't be a sec," she 
said and left the room.

Anne headed for Paul's store cupboard, the door stood open from where she'd used 
it earlier. Anne rummaged through the boxes looking for anything that might 
spark her imagination. The first thing she took was a whip. It wasn't very long 
but made from tightly braided leather and promised to be quite painful. With 
something to work on other things soon followed: two dildos the larger of which 
was covered in short hard plastic spines, a pair of nasty looking nipple clamps, 
a pair of pliers, and a strap-on dildo. Anne took a deep breath into her tight 
chest. The excitement was bubbling through her now, her head was swimming at the 
mere thought of watching the preteen squirm.

Anne carried the things into the room and set it down in one corner. She walked 
over to the quivering child and ran her hands over the smooth, red and white, 
whip-marked flesh. She kissed the Hanna the neck softly and whispered, "I'm 
going to make Alice watch while I torture your baby cunt."

Hanna whined and babbled something incoherent through a wave of tears. Anne 
laughed and left the room to fetch Alice. The doctor was forced to half drag, 
half carry the barely conscious teen into the room. Anne locked Alice's collar 
to the floor in the corner of the room and then took another pair of handcuffs 
from the wall and locked her hands behind her back. Alice let out a pained cry 
as here pierced and tortured tits were mashed into the stone and the teen turned 
her body to relive the pain although that meant she stared straight at Hanna. 
Anne checked to make sure the gag was firmly in place; satisfied she turned to 
the child locked to the wall.

"Now baby," she said, "I'm going to whip you really hard because you tried to 
run away from me." Anne picked up the whip from the corner of the room. She 
moved over to Hanna and squeezed her welted and bruised buttocks in her hands. 
The child moaned as the cuts and bruised were woken to pain again. Anne pressed 
her finger into a yellow spot on her ass and pushed hard.

Hanna let out a loud whine and leant sobbing against the wall, "Please don't 
hurt me. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm a good girl. I want to go home. I want 
my mum - IEEEEE!" The child broke of with an deafening squeal. 

Anne laughed to her shelf, and ran her finger over the dark red welt she'd 
brought up across the child's legs. Anne lifted the whip ready again and waited 
for the screaming to stop, "Oh darlin..." She whipped Hanna a second time, and 
again waited for the bitch to be quiet. "I know..." three, four, "You've done 
nothing..." five, "wrong..." six, seven, "but..." eight, nine, ten, "you were 
stupid..." eleven, twelve, "enough..." thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, "to get 
caught..." sixteen, seventeen, "by Paul," eighteen, nineteen, twenty.

The last scream ran straight through Anne's body making her shudder as the 
incredible noise filled the padded room. Hanna almost collapsed against the wall 
barely awake enough to support her own weight. She drew in another breath and 
carried on screaming choking off halfway through to settle down into a series of 
whimpering cries. It was several minutes before the six-year-old child finally 
started to calm down.

Anne was vaguely aware of the muffled protests coming from Alice, not that it 
really mattered. She would turn her attention back to the teen when she wanted 
to cause the bitch some more pain. Anne went back to the corner of the room and 
collected the smaller of the two dildos, the one without the spines, and carried 
it over to the weeping child. Anne ran her hands down Hanna's tortured back, 
ass, and legs and then back up again. She lent over and kissed each of the 
child's ass cheeks gently. "You are a gorgeous child," she murmured.

Anne took the dildo and ran it over the battered and torn skin of the child's 
ass. She started to work it between Hanna's ass cheeks. With her spare hand Anne 
reached up and parted the cheeks to the best of her ability so she could get a 
good look as she rubbed the dildo against the tiny brown hole. It tightened as 
the hard surface touched against it, Anne licked her lips, she had an idea.

She shifted across the room and knelt by Alice. The bloodshot-red eyes glared 
back at her with malicious intent. Anne kissed Alice on the cheek. The teens 
glare softened for an instant, but then returned to the mask of hatred. Anne ran 
the dildo from the teen's forehead over her nose and across the hard rubber ball 
of the gag. She rested the toy against the girls spit covered chin and smiled at 
her. "I am going to shove this right up Hanna's ass in a second. Now you seem 
quite willing to suffer for the sake of that little bitch, and being ass fucked 
by this is going to hurt her. Let me demonstrate."

Anne ran the sex-toy down the teenager's smooth sweat soaked body and over her 
beaten ass. With a wide grin Anne forced the dildo into the teens ass, as hard 
as she could muster. Alice grunted, as the pain of the intrusion pulsed through 
her body. Anne smiled self-assured and spent several minutes fucking the teen 
ass, trying to cause as much discomfort as possible with the dry dildo. Despite 
this Anne quickly grew bored, but the reason she stopped was because rather than 
moans of discomfort and pain the teen was starting to enjoy it her moans were 
unmistakably those of pleasure. So Anne stopped leaving the dildo deep in 
Alice's ass she lay down next to the girl with her face only inches from the 
teens. "Did that hurt?" she asked.

Alice gave a nod, or as much of a nod she could manage with her neck padlocked 
to the floor. 

Anne smiled and squeezed one of Alice's small tits, being careful to avoid the 
skewer still stuck through the tiny mound. Alice's entire body went tense. Anne 
watched on amused as Alice's face screwed up in agony. For several moments Anne 
squeezed and played with the tit before the teen let out a scream. It wasn't 
loud probably because of the gag, that and her throat was becoming hoarse.

 Anne waited for the girl to stop screaming and open here eyes. Anne felt 
uncomfortable as the girl's eyes focused on her again. Despite the fear and 
hatred focused on them, Anne couldn't help but notice something in the girl's 
eyes. Pleasure. The girl was enjoying it. Or maybe enjoying it wasn't the right 
word. She was sexually stimulated by the torture. Becky was like that; Anne 
couldn't understand it, she detested pain of any sort. 

"Now bitch," Anne said, "Think how much smaller Hanna's asshole is compared to 
yours and how much more it will hurt her for me to fuck her ass. Now if you can 
think of a way for it to hurt less and you beg me properly I might let you do 
it. Now you're a smart girl I think you can guess what I'm getting at can't 
you?"

Alice nodded.

Anne reached down and unfastened the ball-gag, and pulled it from the teens 
mouth. 

"You may beg."

Alice opened her mouth and tried to speak but all that came out was a croak. She 
closed her mouth again and cleared her throat. When she spoke it still sounded 
like a croak, "Please mistress," she started, "Please let me lick out my sisters 
ass. Please let me stick my tongue right up inside, so I can lubricate it for 
you. Please let me taste her sweet shit hole."

It sounded almost rehearsed, perhaps from some night-time fantasy, Anne 
shrugged, it didn't matter, "Not bad, for someone new to this slave thing." She 
said, "Very well I'll let you tongue that poor child's ass out. But only if you 
promise to do exactly what you are told. And that will include hurting the 
little bitch. Albeit not as much as I'll hurt her if you say no."

There was a short pause, "Yes mistress, I'll do what you tell me. I am a fuck 
toy and must serve."

Anne smiled, the little slut was acting out a fantasy. Maybe she was in shock 
and resorting to her own visage of what slavery should be like. Anne didn't know 
she'd never been very good a psychiatry.

Anne took the key and unlocked the padlock that held her collar to the floor, 
then unlocked the cuffs that held her hands. Alice knelt up and rubbed on her 
wrists keeping her arms as far as possible from her tits. "Your first task of 
duty," said Anne, "You can pull the skewers from your tits and crawl over to 
that corner and put them on the pile with the rest of the stuff, then you can 
take off the nipple clamps and put them on opposite nipples. Once you've done 
that you can crawl over to Hanna and pull apart her ass cheeks so you can get a 
good look before putting your head down and licking."

"Yes mistress," Alice breathed.

Alice looked down at her small tits, and took hold of one of the skewers. Taking 
a deep breath she gritted her teeth and quickly yanked it you. Alice screamed 
and fell forwards her hands clutched her tit. She curled up on the floor for 
several moments but finally sat back up and took hold of the second skewer. This 
time she drew it out slowly, she moaned loudly as it slid from her skin, when it 
was finally out she let out her breath. Blood was dripping from the hole in her 
tits and was flowing down her stomach, but the teen ignored it and crawled over 
to the corner of the room.

She dropped the skewers on to the pile and turned around to face Anne. The teen 
got to her knees and stared at the doctor sobbing loudly. Her hands shook wildly 
as she took hold of the leaver on the nipple clamp. Alice braced herself before 
pushing the leaver. The clamp shot open and Alice screamed. 

Anne reached down between her thighs, and started to work at her pussy. Watching 
the teen torture herself was driving her over the edge and she needed relief.

Alice's shaky hands went to the other nipple clamp. She took hold of the leaver 
and flipped it open again she screamed loudly as the clamp fell from her body. 
The teen reached down for the nipple clam that had just fallen and placed the 
open jaws over the other nipple. Her eyes closed and she let out a long shaky 
cry before she pushed the leaver. The cry turned into a scream, and Alice 
gripped her hands together her face was screwed up tight. She reached down and 
took the other clamp and moved it over her nipple and quickly shut it. 

It took a long time for Alice to stop screaming and for her breathing to become 
steady. But soon the teen stumbled dizzily towards her Hanna. Alice pulled apart 
the six-year-olds ass cheeks and gazed dreamily on the tiny brown hole before 
extending her tongue and lowering her head onto it.

 Anne let out a cry as she climaxed. She lay there gasping for several minutes. 
After a while Anne sat up and looked across at the fourteen-year-old girl 
plunging her tongue into her little sister's asshole. Anne grinned and grabbed 
the second larger dildo. She fingered the hard spines and moved across the floor 
and set herself behind Alice. The woman reached for the teen's cunt. Alice 
quickly parted her legs for Anne to get at her pussy. Anne liked that it showed 
the girl was learning. Anne rubbed at Alice's pussy, the teen moaned in 
pleasure. When Anne Pulled her hand away it was dripping with cunt juice. Anne 
was amazed how any girl could be so turned on despite being brutally violated 
and tortured was beyond her. "I think you'll like this bitch," said Anne, 
"Though it will hurt quite a bit."

Anne pressed the head of the dildo into Alice's pussy and started to push it in. 
Alice gasped as the spines started to scrape the walls of her pussy. She gave 
sudden cries of pain and long agonised moans, as she dildo made its slow 
entrance. Anne, one hand on her own pussy and the other on the dildo; started to 
fuck the teen with the toy. Despite the audible acknowledgements of pain, the 
teen didn't show any other sign of it hurting, but instead started to rock back 
and forth with in rhythm with Anne. However the screams and cries never stopped.

Anne kept it up for several minutes and, suddenly the teen let out a scream. She 
cried out in joy and her body started to shake with a violent orgasm. Anne found 
that she was jealous of this fucking teen, it had been a long while since she'd 
had an orgasm anywhere as near powerful as that one. Anne pulled the dildo out 
and set it on the floor, and then reached and pulled out the dildo from the 
teen's ass. The girl grunted as Anne pulled it from her body, "Right bitch," She 
said, "Clean this now."

Alice sat up and turned around, her chin was covered in droll and she gazed at 
the shit streaked dildo and without comment opened her mouth and took the smooth 
object inside. The teen worked away at the sex-toy with her tongue. It clicked 
on her teeth as she moved it in and out of her ready mouth. 

Anne, took hold of it and pulled it from Alice's mouth, "You may go sit in your 
corner. Don't even think about playing with yourself. In fact you will kneel 
facing me with your hands behind your back. So you can watch me torture the 
little slut."

Anne gave her an annoyed glare, but timidly said, "Yes mistress," and crawled to 
the corner of the room.

Anne turned back to Hanna and pulled the child's ass cheeks open, the hole 
glistened slightly as the light bounced off of Alice's spit. Anne smiled and 
pressed her index finger to the hole and pushed it inside the tiny hole. The 
child grunted loudly, "Oww take it out," she moaned.

Anne complied and pulled the finger from the child's ass to replace it with the 
dildo. Without warning or hesitation Anne plunged it deep into the brown hole. 

Hanna cried out loudly, "STOP!" 

Anne ignored that and the subsequent pleas from the child and started to fuck 
the little girl's ass with the dildo.

Anne amused herself for several minutes with the tiny girl's screams sobs and 
pleas. She gave no ground as she brutally forced the dildo in and out of the 
girl's tiny ass. After nearly twenty minutes Anne pushed it as far into her ass 
as the thing would go and picked up the second spine covered dildo.  "Now Alice 
enjoyed this one," said Anne, "I bet you'll hate it. Now spread your legs." 

Anne grabbed the child's trembling legs and pulled them apart. Hanna squiremed 
and tired to pull away and close her thighs but Anne kept a firm hold. "Keep 
them apart or I will whip you again." Anne threatened.

The child froze.

Anne smiled and placed the head of the dildo against the tiny hole, it would 
probably break the stitches but it was easy enough to do them again.

 Anne started to push it inside the crying child.

Hanna screamed, "NO! It hurts stop please it hurts!"

"Oh for fuck sakes will you shut up," Anne shouted back at the child and twisted 
the dildo in her cunt.

Hanna screamed; her legs closed and she and crouched as much as she could 
against the wall.

"Alice darlin, I want you to gag this little slut. I think your gag will fit 
into her mouth though it might be a tight fit."

"Yes mistress," Alice said.

The teen approached with the gag and spoke soothingly to Hanna, "Please Hanna 
open up, she'll hurt you more if you don't," she said.

Hanna stared at Alice, tears flowed down her face and dripped from her chin. 
Slowly the child opened her mouth as wide as she could. Alice pushed the gag 
gently inside. It was a tight fit but didn't cause too many problems before the 
hard rubber ball popped inside. The child sniffed hard so she could breath 
properly and slumped back against the wall.

Alice turned to Anne, tears streamed from the teens eyes and she broke off into 
loud sobs. She covered her face with her hands and turned away, she sniffed, 
only to start another fit of sobs. Alice sunk to the floor and curled up she 
cried loudly. 

Anne waited a few moments for her to calm down, "Alice I want you to hold open 
your sisters legs so I can continue fucking her." Anne ordered the teen.

Alice looked up with pure venom in her glare, but meekly croaked, "Yes 
mistress." The teen pulled apart Hanna's legs roughly and sunk as close to the 
floor as she could manage to make sure she stayed out of Anne's way. This girl 
really was a fast learner.

Anne took hold of the dildo and started to work it deep inside the child's cunt. 
The screams were muffled but still ear shattering nonetheless. At least there 
were no protests to be heard. Anne started to work at the dildo with one hand 
and started on her pussy with the other.

Pleasure swept through Anne and the screamed of the tortured child caressed her 
as much as her fingers did. Angles screaming, the term, Paul liked to use at 
these moments. He was right; the child did sound like an angle, a tortured 
angle. Anne gasped loudly as the waves of the orgasm rolled through her. She 
thrust the dildo further in and the subsequent scream stated off a second 
orgasm.

Anne slowly returned to the world, and noticed the blood dripping from her hand 
and mixing with Alice's in a puddle on the floor. There wasn't much but still. 
Anne pulled the dildo from the child. The scream that came with it made her 
shudder with pleasure. 

Anne pulled off her torn blouse and used it to clean the blood from Hanna's 
cunt. Then the blood from Alice's tits. The puncture wound had stopped bleeding 
so it was a case of just cleaning up what was already there. A strange orange 
tint was left on the teens tits and stomach and it was sexy in an odd kind of 
way. Anne laughed at herself and stood up.

She loosened Hanna's collar just enough to allow the child to turn around and 
then tightened it again. Hanna slumped backwards against the wall, she just 
didn't have the energy to stand up. Her eyes betrayed the terror the little girl 
was feeling, Anne smiled she liked that look; like a trapped rabbit.

"Now Alice, you can leg go of her legs, and get me the pliers please," said 
Anne.

"Yes mistress."

Alice crawled across the room to pick up the pair of pliers and crawled back to 
Anne. The woman thanked the girl but had her mind on deciding where she wanted 
to use them first.

Anne glanced down at her watch and frowned, there wasn't much time left before 
Paul would want to feed the cunts. Anne sighed, she usually worked up to this 
but there wasn't much time. She took one of the child's nipples in the pliers 
and quickly started to squeeze. 

Hanna let out a sudden almost inhuman scream, and pulled away but as soon as she 
moved the scream reached an even greater height. Anne grinned and twisted the 
pliers. The child's eyes widened so much it looked like they might pop from the 
sockets but instead they rolled into her head and the child suddenly collapsed. 
Anne quickly grabbed the girl to stop her choking herself.

Alice was forward in a shot with her hands on her sister, Anne half thought 
about punishing the cunt for that but decided, it was really Paul's place to 
decide the sisters' relationships'. Anne left Alice to hold the child and 
grabbed the key. She then unlocked Hanna's collar from the wall and helped Alice 
lay the girl gently on the floor. Alice took the tiny girl's head on her lap and 
gently stroked her hair. The sound of the child breathing was an obvious relief 
to the teen.

"I'll be back in a sec, don't move," said Anne and she left the room locking the 
door behind her. She headed back to the 'holding room' when she stepped inside 
the faint sound of Beth sleeping and the buzz of the extractor fan, were the 
only sounds to be heard. Anne quickly went to her bag and grabbed a handful of 
capsules, a few bottles of clear liquid, hypodermic needles, a bag of cotton 
wall, a bag of cotton-wool and a larger bottle of equally clear liquid with the 
word Ethanol stencilled on the front. With them in hand she headed back to where 
she'd left Alice and Hanna. 

Anne worked quickly placing the things in the corner of the room, she filled one 
of the hypodermics, with the liquid in the bottle, flicking it to get the air 
out she pressed the plunger letting a spray of liquid spray across the room. She 
tore a piece of cotton wool of and soaked it in the Ethanol. Not the best thing 
in the world to use as an antiseptic but Paul had asked her to bring a bottle. 
With the quick hands of someone practised, Anne applied the injection. She 
pressed the swab over the needle and pulled it from the child's arm. The doctor 
then wiped the tiny puncture mark with the swab. Anne didn't really like using 
stimulants on children, she didn't like using stimulants on adults, let alone 
children, but it would keep her awake for the next few hours and then make her 
sleep like the dead.

As she placed the top back on the bottle Alice wrinkled her nose, "Vodka?" she 
asked.

Anne glanced up at the teen, "No, I wouldn't suggest drinking this because it'll 
likely kill you." Said Anne, "Now if you would, could you get me one of those 
capsules."

Alice gently placed her sister's head on the floor and crawled over to where all 
the things were gathered. She picked up one of the capsules and handed it to 
Anne. The doctor quickly broke it under the child's nose and within moments the 
child came too. Her eyes were wide and she glanced about nervously. Her tiny 
frame meant it took no time at all for the drugs to take affect.

Anne reached under the child's head and locked her collar to the floor. Hanna 
gazed up bewildered. Anne smiled at her and picked the pliers back up. The child 
screamed and tried to move only to be stopped by the collar. Anne reached down 
and took her other nipple between the jaws and crushed it. She pulled and 
twisted on it viciously watching the child's face contort in agony.

"Now cunt I want you to put those nipple clamps on Hanna."

Alice didn't say anything as she crawled over to the corner of the room. She 
picked up the clamps and crawled back beside her sister. Anne let go of the 
child's nipple and Hanna squealed as the blood returned. 

Alice gazed on the crying child and opened the clamp. Tears dripped from the 
eyes of both sisters as Alice placed the clamp over her sisters nipple and 
slowly but without hesitation closed it. Hanna screamed. "Oh god I'm sorry." 
Moaned Alice as she placed the clamp on the second nipple.

Anne smiled to herself and stood up. She handed Alice the whip, "Now cow I want 
to see fifteen new striped on that little slut by the time I get back, I'm only 
going down the hall to pick up a cushion so I suggest you whip fast."

Alice looked down at the whip, then blinking back her tears she delivered a 
vicious blow across Hanna's stomach. Even Anne flinched as the child screamed. 
That had to hurt. 

Anne turned around and left the room, she locked the door behind her but the 
sound of the whip and the screaming child could still be heard, "I guess I must 
have put the fear of god into that girl," she muttered as she headed down to the 
store cupboard.

Anne grabbed a firm cushion from one of the shelves of the cupboard and headed 
back to the room. As she unlocked the door and walked in Alice was holding 
Hanna's head and crying loudly, "Oh god I'm sorry. I'm sorry, oh god. I feel 
sick. I am so sorry," she moaned over and over.

Anne felt a twinge of sorrow for the teen, being forced to hurt the person she 
most wanted to protect. Being forced to hurt her, so that she could protect her.  
Anne left Alice whimpering and pushed the cushion under Hanna's hips lifting her 
ass from the floor. The woman took two more pairs of handcuffs from the wall and 
chained Hanna's legs as wide apart as she could. The child moaned in discomfort, 
and pain. Anne grabbed the dildo and pulled it from the child ass, making her 
moan more. Anne stood up and took the whip from the tearful teen. 

Anne stroked the bare if bloody, and marked pussy, gently with the whip. She 
raised it above her head. She brought it down viciously across the child's cunt. 

The scream was deafening even muffled by the gag. Anne grinned and landed 
another equally hard blow. Anne continued to whip the child another six times, 
she didn't even wait for the screams to stop before striking her again. The only 
thing that kept the child awake was the stimulant, and that was working to its 
limits. Anne stopped and crouched by the screaming child and checked her pulse. 
It was racing, almost dangerously fast. Anne frowned, the kid had had enough, 
torture for one day, and with the stimulant much more pain would make her 
heartbeat erratic. Anne shuddered to think what Paul would do if she killed one 
of his new toys.

"Okay Alice you can remove your nipple clamps, then take them off the little 
bitch," said Anne.

"Thank you mistress." The teen worked quickly letting out loud moans as she 
unclipped her clamps, but she seemed to hurry as fast as she could so she could 
get to her sister. Alice slowly opened the clamps on her sister's tits the child 
screamed as the blood flowed back to the nipples but then slumped down, sobbing 
loudly, her eyes were wide with the effects of the stimulant.

Once she had taken off the clamps the teen looked up at Anne. "Right you can 
lick my cunt out, I think." The teen hurried forwards and plunged her tongue 
into Anne's pussy.

Anne gasped and came almost instantly. This girl was something amazing, her 
tongue hit all the right spots just at the right time. Anne settled back and 
allowed the pleasure to course through her body.

Anne put a hand on Alice's head, "Stop," she said.

The teen looked up licking the juices from her lips. "Did I do something wrong?" 
she asked.

Anne smiled a the teen and shook her head, "No."

Anne stood up and walked over to where Hanna was laying staring at the ceiling, 
she wasn't crying any longer. Anne reached down and unstrapped the gag; "If I 
promise not to hurt you anymore will you do what I say."

The child glanced at Anne, and said, "You'll hurt me anyway." She said.

Anne shook her head, "No I won't look I'll show you." Anne reached down and 
unlocked the collar from the floor. She helped the child to her feet, and 
reached behind her and slowly tugged out the dildo stuck in her ass. The child 
moaned a little but Anne took it slowly. She then picked up the strap-on dildo 
from the floor.

Hanna glanced at the object then up at Anne as if to say, yes I've had them 
inside me and they hurt like hell you liar.

Anne slowly strapped it onto the child and the little girl seemed intrigued as 
it was fitted to her tiny frame. When Anne moved back the child looked down at 
the dildo and said, "What's this for?"

Anne sat on the floor in front of Alice, and said, "Alice I want you to start 
licking again and raise your ass high." The obedient teen quickly started to 
work she raised her ass high as she teased Anne with her tongue. "Now Hanna, 
Anne hurt you lots today now you can get her back by sticking that in her bum 
and moving it in and out."

Hanna giggled, and shifted forwards. Alice groaned as her little sister fucked 
her ass. 

The three girls stayed in that position until Anne cried out in orgasm. When her 
body calmed down and her breathing was steady. Anne told the girls to stop, and 
instructed Alice to take the off Hanna and clean all the toys that had been 
used. The teen was quite happy to do that. 

Anne took the bottle of Ethanol and the cotton wool, "I'm afraid," she told the 
girls, "I have to clean your cuts and wounds, and it's going to hurt like hell." 
Anne grinned at the two schoolgirls.



*****

Anne knocked back the glass and the whisky seared her throat. She choked and 
took in a deep breath and pulled a face, "Shit I hate this stuff," she muttered 
and poured herself another drink.

That was her third one and Anne could feel it going to her head, she had never 
been one to hold her drink well. She forced herself to sip on the dark liquid 
and lounged back on the leather chair. The TV was on but the sound was down, 
Anne guessed it was some documentary about space or something. Paul was in to 
that kind of thing.

The room was pleasantly cool and the only sound that could be heard was the near 
silent buzz of the air conditioning, that is the only sound above the ringing of 
her ears. Anne could have fallen asleep just there but knowing that Paul would 
be in any moment was enough to keep her awake. As if on que the door opened and 
Paul walked in chuckling to himself, he smiled at Anne and she flinched 
involuntarily.  "What the fuck did you give to that little slut?" he asked 
cheerfully.

"A stimulant, but I'm sure you don't want any of it because it's an injection 
and I know how you feel about that," she smiled at him as he shifted 
uncomfortably. The big strong man had a mortal fear of injections.

"I wouldn't suffer that on anyone, oh well what did you bring me to use?"

"I've got some pills," muttered Anne

Paul nodded, "Good. Still you should see the little cow. She's on a high, she 
asked me if I would let Alice lick her so she could have one of those 'thingy's' 
I let her have the yesterday."

Anne laughed, "You're getting a six year old child addicted to sex, that's 
novel." She paused for a while but there was no point putting it off any more, 
"How much do you want for Alice?" she asked.

Paul raised an eyebrow, "That one's not for sale," he said.

Anne sighed, "No I didn't think she'd be."

"You probably couldn't raise the money anyway," said Paul.

"I'd ask your father," Anne teased.

Paul glanced at her, and nodded, "Yeah, he would probably give it to you, but 
would also probably turn us BOTH in."

"What with what we've got on the old bastard I doubt it. Talk about ruining his 
career his eldest son locked up for raping children."

Paul smiled, "So what's your opinion are they all healthy?"

Anne nodded, "Beth is in complete shock but weather from torture or, what you 
did to her mother I wouldn't know. Hanna well she'll live, unless you do 
something stupid. As for Alice, well, physically she is the healthiest fittest 
teenager I've ever seen. As for mentally I think she's crazier than you are. You 
were right she is a slut, and well could have been trained into a good little 
slave, I've never seen anything like her."

"I did once, the first bitch I ever snatched was like that. I think I might keep 
her alive though. I could do with a helping hand. I told you she'd like Becky 
didn't I and tell me I'm wrong."

Anne shrugged, "Those two will get on I admit."

Paul smiled, "Good I want to borrow the cow for tomorrow night. I promise I'll 
leave her in one piece, I'll torture her no more than you tortured my girls."

Anne frowned, "Yes sir," she muttered.


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