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Angels Scream, Chapter 9
Alocer Loki 2003
Story Codes: MM/Fgg, pedo, rape, tort
DISCLAIMER
This story is not for everyone and may (and almost certainly
will) contain some quite graphical scenes dicpicting
little girls, and women in extreme sexual situations.
These may include, but are not limited to, rape, and sexual
torture if any of these subjects offend you, or if
reading such matereal is illigal for your location
and/or age then don't go any further!
All the actions depicted herin are purely fiction and I, the
author, do not condone any such actions.
If you got past that I am going to assume that you, like me,
are a 'sick fuck' who gets off on the rape and torture of
preteens. if not then what the fuck are you doing reading THIS?
If you wish to contact me, the author, I can be reached
direcly at:
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Thank you, and enjoy the story
Alocer Loki
Chapter 9
"Daddy!" screamed Sarah, "please no more. Daddy please."
Frank gripped onto his daughters long black hair and pulled her
along the rough wooden box towards him. As her firm arse slid from
the edge the eight year old girl fell onto the floor with a grunt.
The little girl sucked the air back into her lungs. "Please stop it
Daddy, I can't take any more," the child begged.
I lent back in my chair, a long grin extended across my face. I
placed my hand on my stiff cock and rubbed up and down its length
while I watched the eight year old kicking and screaming while her
own father dragged her towards me. About half way Frank tugged his
daughters head up and struck the poor child across the face. "Shut
the fuck up!" he yelled at her.
Sarah's mouth dropped open but all that escaped was the loud
irregular breaths that rushed in and out of her lungs and the odd
deep sniff, as the crying little girl tried to stop her nose from
running. "Daddy," she pleaded in a bear whisper.
Frank snorted, a loud rough sound could be heard from his his
throat. A sound that any school child knows, and one that every
child makes when they are alone with their friends and being
naughty. Frank parted his lips to let his daughter see the
translucent white and yellow pool that he'd gathered on his
tongue. Sarah squeezed her eyes shut. Frank leant back a little
and then jerked forwards as spat out over his darling little
girl's face.
Sarah cried out in surprise, disgust, and humiliation. She
pulled her legs up and hugged them to her chest and tugged at her
head trying to wrest her hair from her father's grip.
Unable to do anything else, Sarah reached up with both hands and
wiped the slick slime from her face. When she reopened her eyes the
little girl stared at her father. Accusation and fear clouded any
love the child might have felt for him. She looked up at the man as if
she hated him. Not that I could blame her. I was again surprised
that the child didn't hold any more animosity towards myself.
After all, after Frank and I had made up, her abuse had changed from
a father playing rough with his daughter to the little girl
fearing for her life and the lives of those she held most dear.
Frank yanked her head to the side, and continued to drag the crying
little girl towards me. "We're not done with you yet slut," Frank
snarled.
The man pulled Sarah's hair upwards, forcing the little girl to
climb up onto her feet, she opened her eyes and stared directly at
me through her tears. She mouthed the word 'Please' and was then
thrust forwards. Sarah stumbled and fell across my lap, her face
pressed into my stomach. I caught her by her arms and pulled her up.
"Don't worry honey," I told her. "You've just got one more fuck to
do and then you can go lie down."
Sarah nodded she closed her eyes again, squeezing further tears
out. A low drone sounded from her throat. She knew very well that
she had no choice in the matter. I placed my hand on her chin and
tipped her head upwards. Sarah opened her eyes to stare at me
again. "Just sit on my cock baby," I said. "Stuff it up your pussy,
you've still got Daddy's cum in there my cock will go in nice and
easy."
Sarah's eyes closed again, and her head fell forwards into her
chest. I helped her gently up, and she slowly climbed up onto my
lap. I guided the little girl's tight pussy down onto my cock and
she pushed herself down onto me. Her cunt was slick with Franks
sperm and Sarah just slid right down onto me, my cock punched right
in through the child's cervix. Sarah gasped and laid her head on my
shoulder.
I leaned in and kissed around her small ear, "You aren't getting
off until I cum," I whispered to her.
Sarah sighed, but didn't move, she didn't even attempt to move. It
appeared that she just wanted to hold me and getting the cock out of
her baby womb wasn't a high priority. I closed my eyes ready to
enjoy this. I heard the belt coming. It sung on its way towards me
then then slapped across the small of Sarah's back. Her tiny cunt
spasmed around my cock and the child arched backwards, moving my
cock more than an inch out of her cunt. With the second blow she fell
forwards, thumping my cock back into her uterus. It was at that
moment that the eight year old child found her voice.
I felt her hot breath rush out over my face, I could smell chips, and
cum. Sound washed over me, she shrill squeal that left Sarah's
lungs and pumped directly into my face. My ears rang but the tone
was just right, it seemed to seep into me, to tickle me deep within.
It was the sound of a thousand tortured angels. I could no longer
hear the belt, not even when it smacked against the soft flesh of
the child's back, but I could feel them. I could feel each and every
blow resound through Sarah's tight young pussy. It echoed though
my cock and it felt good. Oh fuck did it feel good!
Sarah wriggled and writhed, she screamed and cried her little
eyes out. Many times the child tried to climb from my cock but I kept
a firm grip on her. I had no intention to let the little fuck toy go
until I was finished. Her father's whipping must have been
brutal. I lost count of how many times her cunt contracted right
up, that indicated a decent blow. All of a sudden Sarah collapsed
against me, and I came. My cock pumped the little girl with even
more cum.
I let go of Sarah's legs and the little girl fell from my lap, and
landed like a sack of potatoes at my feet. I opened my eyes and the
world rushed back in around me, the cellar seemed much brighter.
With a smile I glanced down at Sarah. The poor child's yes were wide
open, she looked like a terrified animal, she rocked her body back
and forth trying to cuddle herself. It was impossible not to feel
pity. The whipping had indeed been a brutal one, Sarah's back was
almost a single red colour, with several darker lines where the
bruising was deeper. That would really hurt her for a long time.
I reached down and stroked the little girls hair. Her eyes glanced
at me, and she tried to pull her head away. At least she was aware.
"It's okay baby," I said softly.
Sarah relaxed somewhat and I ran my fingers through her black
hair. I got off of my chair and crouched down beside the little
girl. "It's all over now baby," I said and gathered her up into my
arms.
As I lifted the child up, Sarah turned and wrapped her arms around
my neck, crushing her sweet abused body into me. I held onto her
just as tight and laid small kisses around her ear. "Shh," I
whispered. "It's okay honey, it's okay."
Sarah squeezed me tighter. Her hot nakedness pressed against me
was quickly arousing me again. I carried the little girl across
the cellar, until I stood near to where Amy lay. The five year old
was on her back staring up at the ceiling, her small hand was pushed
inside her tracksuit bottoms and I could see the lump moving up and
down as she rubbed her pussy. "Amy," I called softly.
My five tear old sex slave turned her head and smiled. "Yes sir?"
she sighed.
I turned Sarah until her bottom rested on my arm and her legs hung
loose. "I want you to come and kiss Sarah's fanny all better," I
told her. "I want you to lick out all of mine and uncle Franks cum."
Amy moaned and sat up. The little girl crawled across to me and
prompt herself up on her arms. I pulled open Sarah's legs to let the
five year old gaze at her step-sisters violated pussy. Amy licked
her lips, and glanced at me with apprehension. With a deep breath
my little girl pushed her head between Sarah's legs. I looked down
and watched as the beautiful blonde five year old tongued the
equally beautiful eight year old brunette. My cock sprung to
full, and almost painful, stiffness. My mouth watered as I
watched Amy eat cunt.
Sarah's grip tightened around my neck, and the little girl
started to moan, her hot breath puffing out over my exposed neck.
She opened her legs further, and I felt her lips brush against my
skin. I kissed Sarah on her shoulder, biting softly into it. "Amy,
that's enough no," I said.
There was one last long slurp and then Amy pulled her head away
licking the slime from her lips. "Did you like that?" I asked the
five year old.
"She tastes funny," giggled Amy, "and nice."
I gently placed Sarah down onto the floor, the eight year old
looked up at me. "Go play," I told the child.
Sarah sighed, the little girl crawled into the corner of the room
and then curled up into a tight little ball. I turned to Amy and ran
my fingers through her long golden hair. The look on her face told
me that she wanted to 'go play' to. I frowned and crouched down in
front of Amy. I pulled the child too me and placed a kiss on her
forehead. "Mummy's been a naughty girl," I said softly.
Amy's small white teeth bit down onto her lip, I saw one of them
shift where it was loose, the little girl stared at me. Tears
flooded into her eyes, it was impossible not to feel for her. "Oh
baby," I groaned pulling the child in to me.
Amy held on tight. I could feel her body trembling already, she
knew she was about to be hurt bad. "Mummy has been bad three times,"
I told her. "We need to hurt you three different times now."
"But..."
"Shh," I whispered. "Do you understand why I need to do it baby?"
"Mummy hates me," the little girl balled.
There was a loud sound of protest from behind me. "Shut the fuck
up," yelled Frank, and I heard the meaty smack of his fist.
Elaine was crumpled to the floor when I turned around sucking in
her breath and clutching onto her side. She stared up at me holding
onto her precious daughter. "Don't worry baby," I said to Amy. "We
are going to give Mummy lots of hurts too."
"Good!" bit the little girl.
Elaine mewled.
I snuggled the little thing into me, nuzzling against her face and
squeezed her sweet, sexy body close to me. "Do you love me baby?" I
asked.
"Yes Uncle Ian," murmured Amy. The little girl released her ams
from my neck and stretched them out. "This much."
I laughed and Amy snuggled herself back into my embrace. "Don't
hurt me please," she whispered. "Hurt Mummy instead."
I smiled and stroked my hand down Amy's back, feeling where the
whip would once again land in just a few moments. "I'm not going to
hurt you," I murmured. "Uncle Frank is."
Amy squeezed in tighter, I felt her body shake as she started to
cry. "Please don't let him hurt me," she whined into my arm.
"Shh baby, be a brave girl for me," I said.
I looked back down at Elaine. The poor woman was in tears, she
stared at me with her 'fuck me up' eyes. I wrinkled my nose into a
child-like grin. "You evil bitch, look what you've done to Amy.
Get on your fucking hands and knees. I want to see your pretty arse
again." I delivered a kick in the same spot, roughly, that Frank
had kicked her moments before.
Elaine hit the ground hard, she breathed in, a long whistle
through her nose, and started to move almost immediately. She
almost seemed eager to poke her fat bottom in my direction again.
She even hoisted up her skirt for me. Of course she was doing it
merely to try and stop Amy from hating her any more. I gave the woman
a slap across her buttocks. "You filthy whore, you just want to
fuck regardless of your poor helpless daughter," I spat at her.
Frank laughed, he already had the thin electric cord in his hand,
his cock stood pointing slightly upward as a testament to how much
he was going to enjoy this. He moved in and stood on the opposite
side of Elaine's arse and without so much as a word of warning
lashed down at the woman's exposed bottom.
Elaine howled. Her bottom wobbled and she wriggled, I quickly
grabbed her hair and yanked her head up so that I could look into her
eyes. The moment she focused on me I spat into them. "I suggest you
keep still for Amy's sake," I warned her.
A look of grim determination came across Elaine's face, although
with her eyes closed against my saliva and her mouth spread open
with the red ball it looked somewhat a pathetic gesture. Her
flanks tensed, and the muscles in her buttocks rippled a little.
She was going to do this for her baby girl.
I knelt down and sat Amy on her mother's back. I smiled at the crying
five year old, and at the idea that popped into my head while
watching Amy sat on Mummy like she was a horsey. I chuckled to
myself, there was always time for that later. I pressed my hand
into the centre of Amy's back and pressed the child's chest down
against her mother's back. Amy's face pressed into Elaine's long
dark hair. I took hold of the back of Amy's soft, pink cardigan and
pulled it up her back, hooking the end over the child's head to keep
it out of the way. It effectively acted as a blindfold for the
terrified child. Her small hands moved up to her face and I took
hold of them. "I want you to squeeze here," I told the little girl as
I rested her hands against her mothers breasts. "If you squeeze
really hard honey, you'll make Mummy hurt. Give it a go."
Amy's hands screwed up into tight little balls and Elaine
squealed. The woman wriggled her arse about and took short, sharp
breaths. Elaine's nipples were sensitive to the touch, Amy's
grip must have hurt her quite a bit. Only when Amy's hold loosened
did the woman's breathing calm back down. "If Frank hurts you too
much I want you to squeeze as hard as you can, make Mummy hurt for
making you hurt," I told her.
The child lifted her head out of her mother's hair and turned to try
and locate where my voice was coming from. "Yes sir," Amy
whimpered.
The cum smell on her breath, it was very strong and quite
irresistible. I lent down and licked over her lips. Amy gave a
little gasp and moved to try and get at my tongue. I pushed into my
baby's mouth. Her little mouth was so sweet tasting, it was
beautiful. Amy moaned and sucked at my tongue. There was a sudden
pause and then the child tried to draw all the air from my lungs.
Only to scream it back into me. I let go of Amy and stood up to watch.
The five year old held onto woman's tits with a death grip, the pain
of which was more than evident on Elaine's face.
The second blow whistled down and stuck across Elaine's pert
bottom. The woman threw her head up, banging poor Amy in the face
and let out a loud cry. Elaine's, more or less, clear bottom flesh
was in stark contrast to Amy's back, stained with green, yellow,
and brown blotches. Although both of them quickly gained bright,
brand new red and purple marks, as Frank alternated between the
two of them. Both of the sluts screamed their pretty heads off.
I smiled and knelt down beside them, I reached for Amy's hands and
helped her squeeze her mothers sore tits. Amy tried to pull
against me, I'd expected her to want to get away. Elaine, on the
other hand, was very still, despite her screams and the
shuddering of her body, she didn't move an inch from the spot. It
was all very noble of her.
After a few minutes Frank started to ignore Amy, the little girl
had simply had enough and more of a whipping would have done no real
good, there was no more pain to milk there. Instead, the man
concentrated on lashing at Elaine's arse and legs. The woman
trembled and shook. The whore screamed all the while. With every
passing moment Franks whippings got ever more brutal.
I stared into Elaine's eyes, and watched them roll upwards. Her
hands gave out first, her head tumbled forwards, her chin hit the
concrete floor. The woman tipped to the side. Amy slipped off of
her mother. Elaine followed her trapping her daughters legs
under her weight.
Amy pushed at her mother and managed to free her legs, and came
straight to me. The little girl spread her arms wide open and sunk
down against me. I put my arms around her and hugged the tiny five
year old tight into me. She really was being a very good girl, it
made me feel rather mean that I was going to continue hurting her.
"It's okay baby," I told the crying infant. "It's all over now."
Frank nudged Elaine with his boot. "Dopey whore," he muttered
under his breath.
The big man grabbed the woman's hair and lifted her head up. Wits
her eyes closed, Elaine looked peaceful. Frank grunted and
slapped the woman's cheek. It took three more blows before the
woman jerked awake. "Welcome back to the land of the living,"
snarled Frank and slapped her again.
I stroked my hand through Amy's silky hair. "I suggest you don't do
that again," I told the woman. "There is no excuse for passing
out."
Elaine started to cry again.
I put Amy down, and approached my ex-girlfriend. Placing a thumb
on her chin I turned her head towards me. The tears drizzled down
her face, long black lines of mascara trailed down her cheeks. She
did look pathetic. "Are you going to be a good girl now?" I asked.
Elaine nodded.
"If I take the gag out will you be quiet? Speak when you are spoken
to?"
Elaine nodded.
I smiled and reached behind the woman's head to release the strap
and then pulled the red ball from her mouth. Elaine reached up to
rub her jaw. She looked like she wanted to say something but stayed
quiet. "Don't you think its cute how much of a slut you're baby has
become?" I asked the woman.
Elaine looked across at Amy and swallowed hard. "Y-yes," she
said.
I smacked her across her cheek and Elaine barked in surprise.
"Right answer, but you said it wrong," I told her. "Say, 'yes sir,
I'm very turned on by watching my slut daughter with you sir'."
Elaine swallowed. "Yes sir," she mumbled. "I love watching my
slut daughter - I'm very turned on by watching Amy with you."
I smiled. "Close enough."
Frank reached past me and grabbed Elaine's hair. "Stand up slut,"
he commanded.
"Ow!" cried Elaine. "Yes sir!"
"You're a natural," I jibed.
Stood up straight Elaine stood eye to eye with me. She stared
longingly at me, as if she were searching for the me that she knew.
The man she fell in love with all those years ago. Of course I was
still very much the same man. I gave her a tender smile. "Hands
behind your back," I said.
"Yes sir."
Elaine pushed her wrists together behind her back, her chest
thrust forwards. Elaine wasn't a great asset when it came to the
chest department sporting only a 34C pair of tits, but sticking
towards me, even through her clothes they seemed just perfect for
what I wanted to do with them.
Frank took the pair of scissors and approached the woman. Elaine
closed her eyes, she tried desperately to squeeze back her tears.
Frank slipped the blade of the scissors up one arm of her top and
began cutting it away. He cut upward one arm and down the other and
the top fell away from the woman in two halves leaving just her tits
clad in the white bra. Frank slipped the scissors between the
woman's breasts and then that slipped away.
Elaine whimpered. I reached forwards and gripped one of her
nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I curled a smile on one
corner of my mouth and then twisted the dark little nub. "Ahhh,
please!" screamed Elaine.
I let go of the nipple and with a chuckle slapped slapped the tit.
Elaine grunted, all the while she kept her hands locked behind her
back. I slapped the tit again enjoying the way it wobbled and the
way it made Elaine squeal. While I fascinated myself by playing
with the woman's tits Frank hacked away the woman's skirt with his
scissors. As the last of her body was exposed, Elaine lowered her
head into her chest and sobbed like a punished child. Her body
racked up and down causing her loverly firm tits to wobble.
Frank rubbed his hand into Elaine's cunt, stroking down the dark
hair that decorated the woman's most intimate spot. It was one
we'd both seen, touched, and tasted before but one that, now,
Elaine wanted to keep away from us. The large man moved his head
down and licked over the woman's nipple. He opened his mouth wide
and then bit her breast. Elaine's head snapped up and she let out a
horrendous scream. I could see her hands locked together behind
her back, she was trying so hard to keep them there.
I turned my own attention towards the little five year old beside
me. Amy was wide eyed with concern at what Uncle Frank was doing to
Mummy but she kept quiet about it. I guess her child's mind figured
that if we were allowed to hurt her and Sarah like that, we were also
allowed to hurt her mother like that. I smiled at my darling fuck
toy and stroked my hands through her curly blonde hair. I drew my
fingers down, over her sweet young face and to the zip on the front
of her top. "It's about time we got you undressed again," I told
Amy.
The little girl nodded.
I smiled and pulled the zip down, opening the soft pink cardigan.
Amy's young body really was testament to the ghastly abuse that
Frank and I had laid on the little girl. I touched over some of the
yellow, marks - the older of the bruises, some of which I'd given my
darling young thing the day I'd taken her. Amy winced and shifted
her feet about. I moved my fingers up, just brushing over the skin
to the little pink nubs, that were her nipples. The centre of both
were pitted in; dark, near black scabs covered over where I'd used
the matches to burn them. I smiled at my poor little thing and
picked at one of the scabs. "Ahh," cried Amy. Turning her body away
from me.
I glared at the pretty five year old and she slowly turned back
towards me. Tears dripped down her cheeks. I was beginning to
wonder if she'd ever run out of tears. I poked at the scab again and
Amy barked her pain, a little spot of blood balled up around it and
trailed down her chest. "Do they hurt?" I asked her.
"Yes," squeaked Amy.
I smiled and leant down to run my tongue up her abused chest, I
licked up the blood and wrapped my lips around her nipple. Amy
shifted and moaned with pain. I let her nipple out of my mouth and
swallowed what of the blood I'd sucked in. "Take off your trousers
baby," I told her.
Amy gripped onto the tracksuit bottoms and tugged them off. She
handed them up to me and I threw them at Elaine. They hit the woman on
the face and fell down over Franks head. Frank, still chewing on
Elaine's tit, grabbed them and then looked up to see what they
were. Elaine's nipple bounced from his mouth with a pop. The woman
was breathing heavily, she constantly sobbed. I looked down at
her breast and cringed, the bites were deep and all over the place,
often breaking the skin. I reached down to rub my cock. Almost as
soon as my hand got there so did Amy's fingers. I smiled at my little
thing and let the five year old wank me.
"Wait right there," Frank said.
Elaine nodded, although I'm not sure she was even listening. I
looked into the woman's dark eyes. "Don't worry baby," I assured
her. "It'll all be over real soon."
It didn't seem to do much to assure her, instead the woman's crying
became that much more determined. Frank laughed to himself and
then went off to rummage around the tool boxes. I smiled at Elaine.
"I love you baby," I said and, with that, I slapped her across her
tit again.
Elaine barked with pain. I gripped onto the dark nipple and
twisted it viciously. "You are a fucking whore," I growled. "Look
at me, open your mouth."
Elaine squealed. She glanced up at me, her dark eyes met mine and
she opened her small mouth wide. I made a show of gathering the
phlegm into my mouth. I could see Elaine cringing but the woman
managed to hold still. Even when I spat into her pretty mouth she
kept still. I slapped her cheek. "What are you waiting for?
Swallow it you stupid bitch," I said.
Elaine closed her mouth and swallowed. "Ohhh," she moaned.
"What's up baby?" I asked. "You used to like me drawling into your
mouth, what is so different?"
Elaine screwed her eyes shut and weeped.
With a snort, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, pressing
my face in close to hers, "What is the difference?" I growled.
"N-nothing sir," the terrified woman moaned.
"Then you like me spitting into your mouth?"
"Ohhh yes sir."
I laughed and spat over her face.
"Ohh!" cried Elaine.
The woman's arms jerked but she stopped herself before brining
them forwards. She obviously wanted to wipe her face clean. I
laughed and slapped her tit again. My one was of the pair was
quickly coming up a nice red colour. "Found them," Frank said.
I turned to see that he was holding four pairs of mole-grips, two in
either hand. "These," the man said holding up his left had, "are
for you, and these" the man held up his left hand, "are for Amy if you
can't hold still."
Amy gasped and clasped onto her already sore nipples. I laughed
and ruffled my hand through my five year old sex slaves hair. "Put
your hands on your head baby," I told her.
Amy looked up at me. "Don't let him hurt me," she moaned her hands
came off of her nipples and she placed them on the back of her head.
"Please Uncle Ian, don't let him put those on me."
"Shh baby," I told her. "It's not up to me, its up to Mummy, ask her to
stay still while bad Uncle Frank hurts her."
Amy looked up at her crying mother. "Mummy," she cried. "don't
move please. Let Uncle Frank hurt you don't let him put those on
me."
Elaine choked up. "I won't baby," she sobbed. "I promise I won't
let him do it to you... I love you Amy."
"I know Mummy," Amy whimpered back.
Frank fiddled with the mole-grips until they closed with only the
tiniest gap left, he placed Amy's down on the box and passed one of
the remaining pairs over to me. I grinned at Elaine and pulled her
sensitive nipple through the jaws. Elaine took a deep breath and
held it in thrusting her chest out at us. Frank came in beside me and
positioned the other pair of grips over the woman's bite-marked
nipple. "One, two, three," chimed Frank.
We both slammed the cruel devices shut together, crushing the
poor woman's nipples. Elaine seemed to freeze for a moment and
then let out a horrific scream. I put my hands up to my ears, and so
did Amy. "Get them off me!" the woman shrieked.
Her hands came up and she tried to tug the grips from her, she was in
too much pain to even consider trying to open them first. She
pulled at them and screamed even louder. She dropped them and
tried to move past us. The collar caught and the woman fell down
backwards.
Amy started to cry. I took hold of my little girl and cuddled her
into me. "Oh no," I breathed to her. "Mummy's a liar, she
promised."
Amy hugged into me. "Don't do that to me please," she begged.
I squeezed on Amy's abused arse. "Too late for that baby," I told
her.
Frank grabbed Elaine's hair and pulled the stupid woman upright.
"Stop that," he shouted and slapped the hysterical woman across
the face. As if more pain would help. I had to laugh.
The man grunted and then punched the woman in the stomach. All the
fight in the woman was knocked out of her and she hung limp against
her husband. "take them off - take them off," she pleaded.
Her eyes looked glazed and the woman breathed erratically. I
reached across and placed my hand on her back. I could feel her
muscles twitch. I knew she was in extraordinary pain. With a laugh
I slapped her across the backside. "Cunt," I bit at her. "Look you
made Amy cry."
Elaine glanced down at her poor daughter. "No!" cried the woman.
"Please don't do it, I'll do anything..."
For some reason that annoyed me. I gripped hold of Elaine's hair
and pulled her off of Frank. "You fucking whore," I spat.
My fist clenched, her belly and ribs had played the central target
for our punches so far. I let my fist shoot forwards. Elaine gave a
surprised cry before my knuckles contacted with her pretty face.
The woman was knocked back to the floor. She screamed and clasped
onto her the grips secured to her nipples and then looked up at me.
I'd busted her lip and blood trickled from her mouth. One hand left
her tits alone and moved up to hold onto her jaw. "If you would have
done anything Amy wouldn't be crying just now," I said. "I'd have
sent her off to play with Sarah and Frank and a I would have carried
on killing you without her." I was lying through my teeth - but that
thought gave me an idea.
I grabbed one of the other mole grips from the box and moved on
Elaine. The woman scrambled backwards. "Don't make it any worse
on Amy bitch," I snarled.
Elaine stopped moving. I placed my foot into the centre of the
woman's chest and forced her down. I quickly straddled the whore
and sat down over her tortured chest. The woman's pathetic sobs
were getting me seriously horny. "Open wide," I told her.
"Oh god no please," the woman squealed.
I smashed the hard iron grips against her jaw. "Open your fucking
mouth," I shouted.
Elaine opened up. All of the white teeth were stained red and
orange from the blood, but I quickly found the one I wanted. The
canine on the upper left hand side of her mouth. I placed the grips
over the tooth and closed them until I got a firm grip. I started to
pull and twist, it was difficult work to uproot it. Elaine cried
and screamed but finally I ripped the tooth from the woman's jaw. I
smiled and turned to Amy, the little girl was shivering and
staring at her feet. "Amy baby," I said. The child looked up at me.
"Give me your hand honey."
The child held out her arm and I placed the bloody tooth into the
palm. "There you are, if you stick that under your pillow, you'll
get some money from the tooth fairy".
Amy sniffed and smiled at me, she closed her fist around it. "Can I
buy a sweetie with my money?" she asked me.
I had to smile. "Yes baby, we'll get you a nice sweetie," I said.
"But I don't have a pillow," the little girl whispered. She looked
across at the bookcase, of course she didn't need a pillow in her
tiny little cage.
"Well, I'll let you use one tonight," I told her.
The sweet little thing came into me and hugged on me tight. I smiled
and stood up. The moment she was free Elaine rolled over to cough up
blood. She spat it out all over the floor. "Filthy whore," I
muttered and kicked the grips attached to the woman's nipples.
Poor Elaine jerked and cried out. Frank laughed and moved in, he
reached down and grabbed hold of both of the grips and heaved them
upwards stretching Elaine's tits out into long cones.
"Stop-stop-stop," the woman cried.
Franks twisted them both and she screamed. The piercing and
resounding scream that only her adult lungs could make. Frank let
the grips go and clamped his hand over the bitches mouth. Elaine
kept screaming but at least now it was quiet. Frank leaned in close
and in a low growl said, "I just wanted to make sure you knew exactly
how much this is going to hurt Amy." The man laughed and delivered a
back-hand slap across the bitches face.
Completed: 09/03/2003
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