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This story contains a lot of nasty shit. But like most of my
stories it is very wordy. I don't normally talk much so I guess I
make up for it here. This story contains incest because it was a
part of the story. It is not a story about incest. I am not a big
fan of incest stories. Maybe because I only had a brother. If I
had a sister, who knows? This is probably not a good story to
read if you are just looking to give yourself a quick hand job. 


Did you ever hate someone? You hear people use the word every
day. I hate spinach, I hate shopping, I hate the president. But
that isn't really hate. Well, maybe about the president, but
people don't really hate food or activities or most of the people
that they say they hate. I seriously doubt if most people have
ever really experienced hate.

I know, I used to use the word all the time too. I hate that TV
show. I hate some particularly narrow minded columnist. I hate
this and that. I now know that I didn't hate those things.

Because now I know what hate is. I hate the two people that are
responsible for ruining my wife and driving her to suicide. I
knew that one of them was largely responsible for quite some
time. But it was more like I knew it at a gut level. Nobody told
me. I had no first or even second hand information that these two
were responsible. Until tonight.

My wife worked for an uptown law firm until recently. From what I
can tell she was highly respected and very well thought of there.
Until compromising pictures and a movie started circulating of
her and a teenage boy. 

As a result of the pictures my wife was put on leave without pay
and then terminated. She was arrested and charged with a half a
dozen felonies related to those pictures. They were already
working to have her disbarred.

I saw some of the pictures, the tamer ones. They were disturbing.
They showed her having sex in nearly every position known to man,
and some that weren't. They showed her with every orifice of her
body being invaded over and over. The boy was very rough. There
was a lot of biting and squeezing and twisting. She swore she
didn't know anything about them. She had absolutely no memory of
doing any of those things. And they were things that she would
never do.

She wouldn't. I knew my wife, she was hard working and determined
to be a partner at the law firm. But more than that she was
ethical, moral, probably the most honest person I know. There was
no doubt in my mind that she did not remember doing the things in
those pictures with that young boy.

For a long time after she died from an overdose of sleeping pills
I just went through the motions. I went to work, and thanks to
the fact that I work for a really great, caring man who
understood what I was going through, I managed to work through it
without getting fired.

The police were only concerned with the apparent felonies
committed by my wife Mel. Melanie. They never identified the
young boy in the pictures. I don't think that they looked very
hard. They had all the evidence that they needed.

The legal problems went away after she died. But I couldn't stand
that her reputation had been ruined. And I couldn't stand not
knowing who did this to her. So, I started shopping around for a
private detective. That turned out to be harder than I thought it
would be. Many of them didn't do anything but divorce work. Many
more didn't think that I even had anyplace for them to start
looking. Some looked too white collar/yuppie to handle something
this dirty. And some that I met were so sleazy I didn't really
want to shake their hands.

But then a strange thing happened. I went to Phil Patterson's
office one evening, just before closing according to the hours
posted in the yellow page ad. It was Friday evening and I had
talked to dozens of detectives and I was just about to give up
when I knocked on Phil's door. I had attempted to just open the
door and walk in but it was locked.

"Go away!" he yelled. 

It was still a half hour before closing time and I had driven all
the way across town to talk to this guy. I wasn't leaving until I
saw his face. I had learned early that it was best to meet these
people face to face and use a little common sense. I hope you
never have to hire one of these guys and find out what I am
talking about.

"No, god damn it!" I yelled back. "I drove all the way across
town in that lousy rush hour traffic to talk to you. Now god damn
it open the fucking door!"

There was silence for a minute and then the door opened and there
stood Phil. I almost just turned and walked away. He had been
drinking, I could smell it. He was a big guy with a mean look on
his face. He looked very disheveled, his suit was rumpled and his
hair was too. But I didn't walk away. Something about the look in
his eyes stopped me. He looked as tortured as I was.

He looked me up and down for a moment and said, "I closed early
for a little annual celebration. I don't usually work on this
day. If you want......."he stopped talking then. I guess he saw
the pain I was in. He opened the door and let me in and locked
the door behind me. I followed him into his office and he waved
me to a seat. He poured himself another drink and offered me one.
He seemed disappointed when I accepted, but I really needed one.


I proceeded to tell him what very little I knew. I gave him the
pictures and the movie that had started it all. I told him that,
photographic evidence be damned, she just could not have done
those things. 

He turned is desk lamp on and pulled out a big magnifying glass
and studied the photographs closely. It made me uncomfortable
that he would see my wife like that, she deserved better. But if
I was going to find out who was responsible I had to show them to
people.

After he examined the pictures he turned on his computer and
looked at the DVD that had been made of the incident. He watched
it closely, backing it up frequently and zooming in on certain
scenes.

Finally he stopped it and asked me what the cops had thought. I
told him that they had arrested her and the DA had charged her. 

"Dumb bastards!" he growled. "It is obvious that she was
drugged."

I was certain all along that she had been drugged. But I couldn't
tell it from the pictures. There was no sound, but the pictures
seemed to speak for themselves.

Phil started pointing things out to me. Her eyes were never once
opened all the way. In more than one scene her body was placed in
an unnatural and certainly painful position, but she just stayed
that way until someone moved her. In almost every instance she
didn't move without being guided. She moved around, slowly, but
seemingly of her own free will in the movie. There were several
places, just before the camera cut away that there seemed, just
for a microsecond,  to be a confused look on her face.

We sat together for another two hours without saying a word,
until the bottle was empty. Finally he said, "I'll see what I can
find out."

That was a pleasant surprise, and the next surprise was that he
didn't need a retainer. He said, "If I find out who did this, how
about we get the money from them?"

I told him that I appreciated the offer, but that he was the
first of a long line of PIs I had spoken to that I trusted and he
deserved a fair payment. He said we would talk about it later. I
gave him my card and walked down the street and got a room in a
cheap motel and passed out. 

It took a while the next morning for everything to come back to
me. I lay in the strange bed for a few minutes before I
remembered where I was and why I was here. I took a quick shower
and put my clothes back on and drove home. 

After that life just went on. Every once in a while Phil would
call and ask me something that seemed totally unrelated to what
he was looking into. But mostly I never heard from him. Until one
day he came to my office and told me to come with him. He didn't
want to talk in my office. I told my boss I was taking a sick day
and grabbed my jacket and we left. 

We took his car and as he drove he told me what he had found out.


"I found the boy in the movie. He was older than he looked, but
still too young to be in that kind of movie," Phil said. "Once I
found the kid I got some good clues and found the camera guy. He
is a real sleaze. He makes low budget local porn. Amateur stuff.
Nothing that's ever going to make him rich. The good thing about
dealing with a guy like that is that he's got no principles. The
other good thing is that he has done so many bad things that he
is easy to scare." He handed me a plastic baggy with two DVDs
cases inside. "One of those is the original disk from the video
camera with the entire recording. The other was the copy he had
hidden. In the first ten minutes you see the couple who drugged
her. They are standing over her gloating and bragging. Then you
see them undressing her and slapping her around to get her as
conscious as they could. Then they bring the kid in and explain
what they want him to do. I recommend that you don't watch the
movie. There were things on there that weren't on the copy that
you had. You don't want to see them."

I thought about that for a few minutes. Then he said, "You can
take this to the cops and maybe they go to jail, maybe they
don't. You know how the courts work nowadays. What you need is a
plan. You need revenge. You need to make them suffer like your
wife suffered, like you have suffered. And I want to help. That
night you came into my office looking for a PI was the third
anniversary of my wife's death. I can't touch the man that killed
my wife. So I want to help you make them suffer."

He still hadn't told me the most important information. "I
definitely want to get even. I have never hated anyone before. It
is consuming me. I don't know if getting even will change that.
But I want to get even. And I would be happy to have your help.
But you still haven't told me who, or why."

"It seems your wife was on the fast track to the next partnership
that would be opening in the very near future. It also appears
that, barring some unforeseen event, this would be the only
opening for a long time. The woman that joined the law firm a
year before your wife wanted that position. She and her husband
intended to ruin your wife so that she could get the position.
And she did. She was promoted about a month ago."

Even though I had suspected that they were involved it still
knocked the wind out of me. I slumped down in my seat and closed
my eyes. I wanted nothing more right then but to get a gun and
kill them both.

"Phil, where can I get a gun?"

"Don't be stupid, Dave. You do it that way and it's 'bang, bang',
it's over, go to jail forever. They don't even suffer that way.
You want them to suffer. And not just for a few minutes or an
hour or two. You want them to suffer for as long as your wife
stays dead. They are cold blooded animals and they deserve
nothing more. The sleazy photographer told me that when Mel
killed herself they had a party. Which reminds me, don't take the
original disk out of the plastic bag. It may or may not be true
but the guy I got it from always handled it with gloves on. He
swears that the two sets of prints on the disk belong to Edward
and Phyllis Mott. They think that they destroyed the original,
but they only got a copy.

I liked the way Phil thought. I got to thinking about good old Ed
and Phyllis Mott. About making them pay. Pay for destroying my
wife, ruining a very promising career, and taking the away the
person I loved more than I had ever loved anyone in my life.
Phyllis was probably the one most responsible. She was in her mid
thirties and really resented Mel for being prettier and smarter
and just plain better. Phyllis was better at dressing the part
and throwing good parties and sucking up at work. And she was
always trying to get Mel in trouble, and had been caught at it
more than once.

Ed was an accountant and looked and acted like you would imagine
the stereotypical accountant might act. I know, not fair to paint
everyone of any profession with such a broad brush, and I am not
saying there is any truth to that stereotype, only that Ed fits
the mold. And, he is a wimpy, bully. Anyone can face him down,
but don't turn your back on him.

"OK Phil," I asked, "do you have a plan?"

"I have a start of one. First, since they used sex to destroy
Mel, we use sex to destroy them. We have enough evidence and
witnesses to have them charged with involuntary manslaughter. The
evidence is actually pretty convincing, but chain of evidence
rules being what they are, there is always the chance those disks
could be thrown out. Then it is the word of a sleazy photographer
and a juvenile delinquent against a successful attorney and an
equally successful CPA. Our advantage here is that Phyllis is not
a criminal attorney. She will probably not know how good the
chances are of getting the disks thrown out. I think we can use
what we have to destroy them. Besides, involuntary manslaughter
doesn't really describe what they did."

"How would you like to make Phyllis a sex slave? Force her to
fuck strangers on the streets, and star in a few porn movies.
Even have her working with kids and animals! Poetic justice. Ed
too, for that matter. They have two teenagers. I would love it if
they had to do this in front of the kids. We will humiliate them
and degrade them until it is boring, and be sure to record a lot
of it. And when it is no longer fun, when they are nothing more
than sewer rats, then make all of the movies public, including
the beginning of the one which shows them preparing your wife to
be raped by a young boy. After that we just have to keep an eye
on them and make sure that every time they try to crawl up out of
the sewer we are there to step on their fingers and push them
back in. What do you think?"

I didn't even think about it. I said, "I have been thinking about
what I would want to do to the people responsible for Mel's death
if I every found them. I thought about it all of the time. For
almost a year now. Your idea's are much better. Let's do it!"

"OK, I need to get some things ready first. I want to get the
prints on the disk checked. It should be easy enough to get
copies of their finger prints. I want to get some still pictures
made from the beginning of the disk that shows Ed and Phyllis
smiling and undressing Mel. I have a notarized statement from the
teenager that I will want a copy of and another from the
photographer. I should be able to have that all ready in a day or
two. How about if we plan on dropping in on Ed and Phyllis on
Saturday morning?"

"I am so excited that I doubt if I will be able to sleep between
now and Saturday morning," I answered. "But that's OK. I haven't
slept much in the last year anyway. I am used to it."

Phil drove me back to my office and I shook his hand and thanked
him profusely. He stopped me, "Davy boy, between draining there
bank accounts and selling the movies we make of them, I will be
well compensated. But that is not why I worked so hard on this
and you know it. I want them to suffer as much as Mel did, and as
much as my Linda did. I am willing to make that my full time job
for as long as it takes to put them in the gutter."

"What about their teenagers?" I asked.

"Have you heard the term, "collateral damage"? I don't have
anything against them. The boy is a bully at school, the girl
thinks her shit don't stink but the thing is, they are one more
tool to use to destroy that family. I am not in the least
reluctant to destroy that entire family. I will pick you up at
your house around 7:00 AM on Saturday, if that isn't too early
for you."

I shook his hand again and said I would be ready. And I would.
When I said I wouldn't be able to sleep until then I had not been
kidding.

Saturday morning took forever to get here, but when it did
finally arrive I was standing at the curb ready. I had been up
drinking coffee since a little after 3:00 AM. Despite Phil's
recommendation I had made myself watch the entire disk. The
complete unedited disk. The first time I tried to watch it I had
to vomit. The things they did to Mel were sickening. And they
laughed and joked the entire time. I couldn't think of enough
sick things to do to them. But I was going to devote myself to
their complete destruction.

When Phil arrived I jumped in and he drove off. It wasn't that
far. They only lived about five or six blocks away. Phil pulled
up in the driveway and we got out. He pulled a pile of papers out
of the back seat and we went to the door.

Phil stood back out of the way and I rang the bell. Ed answered
after a few minutes and when he saw who it was he got such a
condescending sneer on his face I almost hit him. But before I
could Phil pushed between us and grabbed Ed by the collar and
said in a pleasant, conversational voice, "Hi. I'm Phil. A friend
of Dave's. Do you mind if we come in?" Then he pushed Ed ahead of
him and we went into the living room. The sudden change of
expression on Ed's face made me feel a little better already. 

As we walked into the living room Phyllis called out from the
kitchen, "Who was that Ed?"

Phil had pushed Ed into a chair and we just looked at him and
waited for him to answer her. He didn't say anything for a minute
and she asked again. 

He finally said, "It's Mel's husband, Dave. And a friend of
his."

Phyllis came out of the kitchen and stood in the doorway in her
bathrobe with a cup of coffee in her hand and looked at us. She
sensed that something bad was happening, I could see the worried
look on her face. But she instantly covered it up and smiled and
came into the room and asked what it was we wanted. Phil asked
her to sit beside her husband. He said that he had something they
needed to see. 

As soon as she sat down Phil started lining up pictures on the
coffee table in front of them. Picture after incriminating
picture after disgusting picture. As soon as I saw their faces
turn white I knew that we had them. Phyllis couldn't even hold
onto her coffee. She was shaking so bad it was spilling on her
robe. 

Phil politely suggested that maybe she should set the cup down
and she looked down and saw what a mess she was making and sat
the cup on the end table beside her. Phil continued, laying out a
picture of the original disk and a copy of the fingerprint
experts statement and the sworn statements of the boy and the
photographer. 

While Phil was doing that I went over to the TV and slid a
special disk I had made into the DVD player. It was a copy of the
first few minutes of the disk, with sound this time, looping over
and over for hours. They had been staring at the pile of pictures
and statements in front of them stunned. When they heard the TV
they looked up and Phyllis let out a small scream and then
covered her face. 

She wouldn't even look at me. She kept her face covered and
begged me to forgive her. She said she just wanted to be the one
promoted. It was supposed to be her, she had been there so much
longer. She didn't know Mel would commit suicide. 

I said, "Oh, I see, you just wanted her to be disbarred and go to
jail for a few years?"

She finally dropped her hands and looked at me. She flinched when
she saw the hate. She had been prepared to defend herself in some
way. As if that were possible. But when she saw my face she
slumped back in her seat. "What do you want?" she asked.

"Not so much," I said. "I just want to destroy you. Both of you.
I am not going to kill you. I was going to, but Phil talked me
out of it. He suggested that it would be much more fun to destroy
you. And the way he described it, I thought it sounded very
therapeutic. You have seen all of our cards, they are laid out on
the table. You have only three choices. You can take Mel's way
out. Or, we can distribute copies of all of that to everyone of
significance in your lives, including law enforcement. Or, you
can consider yourselves our total slaves for the foreseeable
future. And I have to tell you, the first two choices are your
best bet. I have built up a lot of hate in me since you destroyed
my wife. I shall make your lives a hell on earth. I'm waiting,
choose."

She looked at me like I was crazy. She was stuttering and
stammering, but her brain was frozen, there was nothing she could
say and she knew it. 

I had been ignoring Ed. She and I looked at him at the same time.
He looked up at me and said, "But it was her idea."

I almost laughed and Phyllis yelled at him and slapped him. He
just covered his face and left everything up to Phyllis. Finally
she found her tongue, "You can't get away with this! This is
blackmail! If you don't get out of here this instant I am calling
the police! And shut that television off! I have kids in the
house!"

"If that's the way you want to play it, go ahead, call the
police," I sneered at her. "Like I said, your choice. But let's
just leave the TV on until they get here."

"What are you going to do with us?" she asked, finally admitting
defeat.

"I already told you. I am going to destroy you. I am totally
without pity for either of you. You destroyed my life, now I
shall destroy yours."

I glanced at Phil. He was standing over against a wall watching
and smiling. When our eyes met he nodded his approval. Things did
seem to be going as planned.

I looked back and Phyllis and said, "The first thing we need to
do is change your name. While Phil and I try to come up with
something appropriate, why don't you stand over here and undress
for us?"

For just a split second there was a flash of defiance. But it
instantly extinguished itself. She started to get up and fell
back down. The second attempt succeeded and she made her way to
the place in the middle of the room that I had indicated. She
took off her bathrobe with shaking hands and dropped it on a
nearby ottoman. She started to unbutton her pajama top when she
suddenly looked up and said, "I can't do this now! My kids are
upstairs. They will be getting up any minute!"

"Don't worry, that won't be a problem," I said. "From now on you
are never to wear clothing in the house. So you are going to have
to get used to it." Then I looked at Ed and told him that the
rule applied to him as well. I ordered him to stand up and
undress.

Suddenly Phyllis collapsed to the floor and held her hands over
her face again, sobbing hysterically. She realized finally that
life as she knew it was over. That I was indeed going to destroy
her, and her family.

I watched her cry for a minute and then told her to pull herself
together and get back to the task at hand. She continued to sob
and I started to remove my belt. Ed rushed to her and helped her
to her feet and tried to calm her. She looked at me again and saw
once more the hate in my eyes. She didn't even bother to try to
talk me out of this. Maybe she realized she deserved it, but I
doubt it.

She finally pulled off the pajama top and set it on top of her
robe. Next came the bra. I was impressed. I think she was 36
years old now, and she had two kids. But there was hardly any sag
in her breasts, and only the slightest hint of a stretch mark if
the light hit her stomach just right. She had a nice flat
stomach. In fact, I don't think that there was an ounce of fat on
her. Except for those lovely little B cup breasts of course.

Ed had already undressed and was standing where he had been
ordered with his hands crossed over his wimpy little dick. But
the party was still waiting for Phyllis to take her pajama
bottoms off. I considered yelling at her to speed up, but then I
realized that the anticipation of the humiliation she was going
to feel was nearly as good as the real thing. Let her draw it out
and suffer some more.

Finally she was down to her panties. Christ, with all the clothes
this broad wears to bed, how did she ever get pregnant?!

No one had spoken for a long time and all eyes were still on
Phyllis as she finally started sliding her panties down. God what
a bush! There had never been a razor anywhere near that forest! I
made her toss me her panties and I threw them to Ed. "Put them
on," I ordered, "until we can find you something sexier."

She was finally naked and I looked her over. I ordered her to
turn around slowly. Not a bad ass, a little flat for my tastes,
but I have seen worse. Shouldn't look too bad on the big screen.


I opened up my pants and pulled them down and sat back down on
her pristine, white sectional. I ordered her between my legs on
her knees. She was only a few steps away but it took her a long
time. I watched the look of absolute despair on her face and it
was almost enough to turn me on. But not quite. 

I had not had sex since my wife killed herself nearly a year ago.
Normally a well turned ankle was enough to turn me on lately. But
for some reason this prissy bitch had not done it for me yet. I
guess because I hated her so much. I guess she would have to work
that much harder. 

I heard a toilet flush upstairs and it shocked Phyllis and Ed.
She pleaded with me to not expose the children to this. 

I just glared at her. I really couldn't think of anything but
hurting her. I said, "Once you have my cock in your fucking mouth
I will give you some idea of what your lives will be like in the
foreseeable future." 

She glanced at the stairs and then took my soft cock into her
mouth.

"See that?" I asked her. "I hate you so much I am having trouble
getting a hard on. You're going to have to work for it. Now, as I
said earlier, from now on both of you will be naked when you are
home. We will know if you aren't. I am going to let you both keep
working for now, but only because I don't want to support you.
The longer you do as you are told the longer you can keep your
jobs and raise your brats and live in your little mansion."

"But you are going to have other jobs now," I continued. "We will
be taking you places in the evening and doing everything we can
to break you. We will also be spending a lot of time with you in
your house. And we will be having friends and casual
acquaintances over, just to make it more interesting. As much as
possible this will be done in the presence of your son and
daughter. And I suppose you are wondering, yes, they will be
joining in the fun."

Phyllis started balling again, but she still had my cock in her
mouth and it felt kind of nice. So I didn't stop her.

"So basically the rules are, you do anything and everything that
Phil or I tell you, as well as any of our friends that will be
invited to knock off a piece of your ass, or Ed's if they are so
inclined. You might as well just get used to the idea. And if you
think of trying to beg for mercy just picture my wife first.
Because I do."

Phyllis took her mouth off my cock and said, "Oh Dave, I'm so,"

That was as far as she got before I slapped her as hard as I
could. She rolled onto her side on the floor and I reached down
and grabbed her hair and pulled her back into position.

"You will never speak my name again, do you hear me? If you must
address me you will call me Master. You will call everyone Master
or Mistress from now on. Is that clear?"

She had taken my cock back into her mouth and she only nodded.

I continued with my instructions. "In a little while I'm going to
send you upstairs to shave off that horrible pubic hair. All of
it! And from now on you never wear a bra or panties. Anywhere!
Ever! No panty hose either. I recommend that you stock up on
thigh highs. No pants or shorts and no dresses or skirts past
this point." I indicated a point on her thigh about three inches
down from her crotch.

I was finally getting turned on watching the horror in her face
as I explained her new life. Once I finally got hard it was
obvious I wouldn't be lasting too long. I warned her not to spill
any and no sooner were the words out of my mouth then I came. It
must have been a huge load. It had been a very long time. She
struggled, but finally managed to swallow. 

I glanced at Phil and saw that he was looking towards the stairs.
I looked over that way and saw their son coming down the stairs.
His mouth was wide open and he was staring at his naked mother
who was now licking my cock clean. I saw her stiffen when she saw
her son out of the corner of her eye. But she continued licking
my cock.

I ordered her to crawl over to Phil and see if he would like to
use one of her holes. She said, "Yes Master," and turned her ass
toward her son and crawled slowly across the room to kneel at
Phil's feet. 

I listened to Phil ordering her to take his pants off and lick
his balls as I watched her son who was now standing at the foot
of the stairs looking shocked. Finally I smiled at him and waived
him into the room. 

He didn't know what was going on, of course, and must have
assumed that his parents were doing these things against their
will since they were so totally out of character. He was probably
trying to decide if he should run out and call 911. But he
recognized me. I had met him at several of the family
get-togethers that the law firm was always throwing together. And
his father was just watching in a pair of panties as his mother
was crawling around, apparently willingly.

The boy, Todd, finally took a few tentative steps closer. I said,
"Hi Todd. I imagine this looks pretty strange. I will explain
everything when your sister comes down. Starting this morning
there are going to be a lot of changes in your lives. Do you know
if she is up?"

"Yeah," Todd said, unable to stop staring at his naked mother who
was now sucking on Phil's cock. "She's getting dressed now." And
then I heard her start down the stairs.

I watched her tripping lightly down the stairs, blissfully
unaware of the sudden change that was about to take place in her
life. She saw her brother standing half way between the stairs
and where I was sitting and then she saw her mother, naked and
sucking a stranger's cock. She almost tripped on the last two
stairs before she was able to come to a stop. All she saw at
first was her mother and the half naked man that her mother was
having oral sex with. Then she spotted her father wearing her
mother's panties. Then she saw me with my pants pulled down and
my soft cock twitching. I couldn't help it, watching those two
kids watch their mother sucking a cock was turning me on again.

I told the two kids to come in and sit down and I would explain
everything. They looked at each other, obviously unsure, and very
reluctant to be in the room with their mother sucking some
stranger's cock.

Both of their faces were bright red, and their eyes were wide and
staring. Todd started slowly walking in and I invited him to sit
on the sectional near me. He carefully avoided looking at my
exposed genitals and sat several sections away. I looked at the
girl, Claire and she finally walked slowly into the room. She
obviously didn't know where to look. At the tender age of 14, I
suspect she had probably not seen an erect, adult male cock
before. And was probably having a hard time believing that her
mother would even suck a cock in the first place, much less for a
strange man in the living room in front of the entire family.

She slowly walked into the room, carefully avoiding looking below
my waist and walking way around me. Then she had to decide where
to sit. She didn't want to sit too near to me, nor did she want
to be too near to where her mother was performing oral sex.

"I am going to explain this whole bizarre scene to you kids. But
first, watch the TV. It is the same five minute scene repeated
over and over. Once you have watched it I will explain what is
happening here." Both kids watched the TV and saw their parents
laughing and joking as they gloated about all the terrible things
they were going to do to the young, obviously unconscious young
woman on the screen as they roughly removed her clothes and took
every opportunity to abuse her body in the process. Just before
the loop starts again you see them calling the teenage boy over
and telling him in great detail what they want him to do to her
and how they are going to film it in such a way that the people
who see it won't know she has been drugged.

The scene went back to the beginning of the loop and they looked
at me again. I asked them if they recognized the woman in the
movie. The shook their heads. They were obviously being
overwhelmed by all of this. I would have to try do this as calmly
as possible, but I was not going to pull any punches.

"That was my wife, Mel. You knew her. You met her at a lot of the
office family get-togethers. Your parents drugged her and made
movies of an underage boy having sex with her, and a lot of other
indignities that are not on this DVD, and they sent those movies
and some pictures they took to everyone in my wife's life. They
did this because my wife was about to get the promotion that your
mother wanted. But they didn't just send the movie to her boss.
They sent it my wife's family and my family, our friends, our
Minister and most of the people we go to church with, and the
police. My wife was arrested and was going to be sent to jail for
having sex with an underage boy. She was drugged and didn't even
remember the event. But she couldn't live with the total collapse
of her life and all of the humiliation. Your parents left her no
way out, so she killed herself."

I watched their reaction and they both seemed to be suitably
shocked, but they didn't seem to doubt what I was saying. It
would be difficult with the evidence playing in a loop on their
TV.

"It took me almost a year to find out what happened and track
down the people involved. If you would like to look through them
later, the statements from the boy and the photographer are on
the table there. Once I had all the evidence I had to decide what
to do. I wanted to kill your parents. But my friend over there,
Phil, talked me out of that. He said that wouldn't be enough
revenge and I would just end up in jail. So we came up with this
plan. We came here this morning and offered your parents three
options." I went back over the three options for them and then I
said, "You can see which option they chose. From now on there is
going to be a lot of sex going on around here. I am going to
abuse and degrade and humiliate your parents just like they did
to my wife. I will not try to force you to take part, you will
not be raped or abused. However, if you want to join in the fun
you will be welcome to. If you want to do anything, from now on,
you will be allowed. If your parents say no to you then you just
tell me and I will take care of it. Todd, if you want to have sex
with your mother, any time, any way, any place, please feel free.
Claire, I don't know if you are still a virgin or not. At your
age you should be, but if you would like to have either of your
parents sucking on your sweet little pussy you are more than
welcome to put them to that use. If you would like to just watch
and learn you may do that too. If you just want to stay in your
room and make believe none of this is happening you may do that
if you wish. I had you investigated. I found out that Todd is a
bit of a bully and likes taking advantage of helpless people. And
that he has, on at least two instances, been guilty of date rape.
I suspect that once the shock has worn off he is going to have a
lot of fun with your mom."

"I wasn't able to get much information on you. You seem to be a
nice, quiet, well behaved, intelligent young woman. I am sorry
that you are caught in the middle of this. I will protect you
from the worst of it if you want me to." 

I watched them for a while. Todd heard Phil, obviously having an
orgasm in his mother's mouth and he watched that with obvious
interest. Claire, on the other hand, was watching the TV and
looking over the statements.

Phil finally sat down in a chair across the room. When he was
comfortable he ordered Phyllis to crawl over to him and suck on
his big toe for a while. I was very disappointed at how easily
she gave into us. I had been looking forward to a few good
beatings. But of course, there were still going to be some
beatings. Well, whippings, I think is the more correct word.

Both kids watched as their mother crawled across the floor with
her breasts swaying and took Phil's toe into her mouth. This
entire time Ed had been ignored. He had stood to the side in his
panties with his hands clasped in front of his genitals. I had
noticed that he had several erections. I thought it was time he
got to play a little too, so I ordered him to get down and crawl
over to Phil and suck on his other big toe. He was too
embarrassed to even look up. He fell to his knees and obeyed
immediately. His children stared in horror and disbelief as they
watched their father crawl across the room in a pair of panties
and suck a man's toe. They would see him sucking more than that
before it was all over.

Claire dropped the statements she had been reading and sat back
on the couch. "They killed your wife," she said, "They drugged
her and raped her and destroyed her life and they laughed while
they did it!"

I felt I should add, "And the day after she killed herself they
had a party to celebrate."

Claire was crying, and I felt kind of sorry for her. I assumed
she was crying because of what Phil and I were doing, because of
what was happening in her life at this moment. So I was astounded
when she went over to where her parents were kneeling sucking on
toes. She knelt down so that she could see their faces.

"You killed her! I don't even know you! You raped and killed that
woman as sure as if you put a gun to her head. I liked her.
Whenever I saw her she talked to me like a real person, not
always talking down to me like you and your friends do. I hate
you! I hate you both and I am glad that they are doing these
things to you. There is nothing they can do that you don't
deserve!"

Phil was surprised too. We exchanged smiles. Things seemed to be
going even better than we had imagined. Now that my revenge had
begun I took a moment to see how I felt about it. Was destroying
this couple as satisfying as I had hoped? I looked at them,
kneeling in front of Phil, each with a toe in their mouth, and
their daughter kneeling in front of them with a look of disgust
on her face, and I am sorry to have to admit that, yeah, it felt
good. It felt a lot better than putting them in jail for a couple
of years. 

Suddenly Todd stood up and walked over and stood beside his
sister, looking down at his parents. 

Phil spoke to him quietly, "You can touch her if you want. From
now on you can do anything you want with her. She can never say
no. You can touch her, you can make her kiss your ass or suck
your cock. You can fuck her any time you want. Well, any time we
aren't using her. We have a lot of plans for her. Have you ever
seen a porn movie?"

Todd blushed, but nodded and said, "A few. I have a friend that
sneaks into his parents room and makes copies of some of
their's." 

"Your mother is going to be making them," Phil explained. "She is
going to be making the nastiest ones. She will be starring in
movies about gang bangs and animals and bondage and sadism and
things she never even imagined."

"Your mother has been told that she can never wear clothing in
her house again. And your father can only wear panties. We are
going to have to get him some sexier ones than those he has on
now. We just borrowed those from your mother for the time
being."

Todd couldn't resist any longer. I knew it wouldn't be long
before he would have to take advantage of the situation. He
dropped to his knees beside his mother and started touching her.
He reached underneath her with his left hand and started groping
her tit roughly. His right hand moved to her ass and slid down
her ass and between her legs.

When Phyllis first felt the touch of her son's hand on her tit
she groaned, then she started crying loudly again. Phil let her
cry for a minute then he reached down and lifted her to a
kneeling position using her hair to pull her up off of his toe.
He ordered her to shut up. He said she was just feeling sorry for
herself and since she was the only one that did, it was probably
inappropriate. She continued crying and he slapped her. Not real
hard. Not as hard as I had slapped her earlier. But it got her
attention and she got it under control. I was watching Todd while
Phil got his mother under control. When Phil pulled her erect
Todd got his first good look at her naked body. His eyes lit up
and the erection in the poor boy's jeans could be seen
throbbing.

Claire watched in fascination as Todd reached out again and
touched his mother. He toyed with her breasts for a moment and
then ran his hand down over her stomach to her huge pubic bush.
His mother shivered as she felt her son explore her body, but
continued to just kneel there with her eyes tightly shut. 

Phil said, "That is the biggest jungle of pubic hair I have ever
seen, don't you agree Todd?"

Todd grinned and nodded his head. 

"Come on then, let's take the bitch upstairs and get rid of it.
Or would you rather fuck her first, just so you can tell the
difference later?"

Todd didn't hesitate, "I wanna fuck her!"

"Oh no, Todd! I'm your mother!"

I had wondered if Phyllis was going to find anything so onerous
she would object to it. I guess she finally had. Good.

Phil said, "Lay down Phyllis, and spread your legs for us."

Phyllis groaned, but she obeyed. Once she was in position Todd
explored her pussy for a minute then he stood up and took off his
pants and his shorts and shoes. I thought he had a pretty
impressive cock for a 15 year old. Something about her expression
gave me the impression that Claire had seen it before. Just a
guess.

Todd got to his knees between his mother's legs and got into
position over her. Phil pushed Ed away from his toe and ordered
him to put his son's cock into his wife.

I was astounded at Claire's reaction, she giggled as her father
took Todd's dick in hand and lined it up with mom's hole.

"Oh shit!" Todd exclaimed as he buried his dick in his mother.
"It feels so hot and tight! I can't fucking believe it! Jesus
Claire, it's even better than I thought it would be."

I guess it was good for him, he came in about thirty seconds. He
fucked her like a rabbit and then tensed up like he was being
electrocuted and just kept saying, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck."

He collapsed onto her for a minute and then he pulled out and
moved back to look at her. Claire moved closer and looked at her
mother's freshly fucked pussy with her brother's cum leaking out.


The kids both watched fascinated when Phil ordered Ed to clean
her up. 

"Please......." Ed looked back and forth between me and Phil and
knew there was going to be no reprieve. He crawled over between
his wife's legs and started tentatively licking. He had to keep
stopping to get his gagging under control. Phil asked Claire and
Todd if they wouldn't like to be nice and help poor old dad out.
"I am sure it would be easier for him if you would each take one
your mom's legs and lift it up. That will raise your mom's pussy
up more and your dad can eat her out better."

The kids looked at each other for only a second before they
grinned and each grabbed an ankle and raised it high. We all
watched in fascination as Ed ate out his wife's cum filled cunt.

Suddenly Claire said, "What about me? Everyone but me is running
around half naked and having sex! I don't want to be left out."

I said, "What do you want to do honey? I told you that if you
would like either of your parents to eat you out you are more
than free to order them to. You certainly look very grown up, but
I imagine you are still a virgin, and 14 is pretty young to start
having sex. Don't you think so?"

"I am still a virgin," she said. "But I have done some stuff. Sex
is fun! I haven't gone all the way yet, but I want to. And think
how much they would hate if they saw me fucking someone!"

Phil ordered Ed to stop eating his wife's pussy. She was starting
to enjoy it. Ed knelt up and backed away and the kids spread her
legs a little more and were looking at mom's pussy, now clean and
covered only in saliva.

"Do you have someone in mind that you would like to fuck?" I
asked her.

"Yes," she said, without even thinking about it. "Todd and I have
been teasing each other for years. I would like to fuck Todd."
Phyllis started crying again, but Phil nudged her ass with his
foot and she got herself under control again. 

Claire continued, "And I would like to fuck you. I always liked
you and I feel like I owe you that. Does that make sense."

"It makes a weird kind of sense. And this is a weird situation so
I guess that's OK. You are definitely a hottie. As I said
earlier, I will protect you, but if you want to have sex with me
I will not say no. I would love to get my hands on your hot
little body."

Claire walked over to where I was sitting with my pants around my
ankles and my dick half hard. She looked down at me for a moment,
openly checking out my cock, then she bent down and kissed me on
the lips. It was just a sweet kiss at first, but then she put her
arms around my neck and I felt her tongue pushing between my lips
and met it eagerly. I pulled her down into my lap and held her
close as I kissed her. I moved my hand to gently caress her firm
young breast and she gasped at the sudden stimulation. She held
me even tighter and kissed me even more passionately. My cock was
no longer half hard.

I finally broke the kiss and sat back. "Jesus H. Christ on a
stick! You are one hot lady!"

Claire giggled and buried her face in my neck and licked it
gently. "Maybe you should make me a slave too. Make me take my
clothes off and do everything you want."

I grinned back at her and kissed her again. Then I ordered her to
stand in front of me and undress. I felt her body shiver in
excitement when I said that. She kissed me again and stood up.
Everyone in the room was watching the sudden conversion of Claire
from innocent bystander to willing victim. I had no intention of
putting her through the things her parents were going to
experience. But I was certainly going to enjoy her sweet young
body if she was giving it to me willingly. As my wife had been
fond of saying, only half joking, "You are, after all, just a
man."

I stared, fascinated, as Claire slowly undressed in front of me.
She didn't seem to be the least bit shy about it. As she took off
each item of clothing she dropped it in my lap. She took off her
top and then her frilly little bra. She had uncovered the most
beautiful little set of tits I have ever seen in my life! I held
onto her bra when she dropped it and enjoyed the heat of it in my
hand as I watched her unbutton her jeans and slide them down her
long slender legs. She hesitated only a second before hooking her
thumbs into the waistband of her dainty, lacy little panties and
sliding them off and tossing them to me. 

I held her panties to my nose for a moment and enjoyed the
wonderful smell of her sweet body on them. "You are the most
beautiful creature I have ever seen!" I said, just a bit
embarrassed by the breathlessness in my voice. 

Claire smiled and stood there, apparently feeling perfectly
confident and not the least self conscious about being naked. I
pulled her back into my lap and ran my fingers through the fine
blonde hair covering her tiny little pussy. I whispered in her
ear, "Who do you want to be the first?"

I saw Phil heading upstairs with the rest of the family while she
thought about it and then she said, "I would like you first. But
maybe it would be better if Todd went first. I have been teasing
him for a long time, and his dick is a lot smaller than yours. It
might hurt less." 

I kissed her again and said, "Anything you want, slave." Then we
went upstairs to watch the clear cutting of Phyllis' forest. We
walked into the bathroom and saw Phyllis sitting in the middle of
the floor on a towel cutting her pubic hair with a pair of
scissors. Tears were running down her cheeks, but she was quiet.
Todd was sitting down right in front of her watching closely. 

Any normal kid in the world would have been pissed off if two
guys came into his home, made his parents strip and suck them
off, and then suggest that he was free to feel his mother up and
then fuck her. A normal male teenager would be protective of his
mother. We suspected from the reports Phil had gotten about Todd
that he might be, shall we say, less than normal. But there was
something freaky about a 15 year old boy that enjoys watching and
then joining in when this stuff is happening to his mother. I am
not complaining, it makes our task easier. But it just ain't
right.

Phyllis finished trimming her hair with the scissors and Phil
told her to take a shower. He handed Todd a razor and invited him
to give his mother a hand in the shower. He smiled and ripped his
shirt off and we watched as he soaped up his mother's pussy and
shaved her, twice.

I whispered to Claire that I didn't think her brother was quite
right. She smiled and said that they had always been very hard on
Todd. They had made his life hell. She said it was probably a
good thing we came along before he ended up taking a gun to them
one night.

Hmmm, guns, I never thought of that. I asked Claire if there were
guns in the house and she said yes. We went and got them and I
locked them in a cabinet. I would put them in my car later.

We got back into the bathroom in time to watch Todd drying his
mother with a towel. We all took a close look at her newly shaved
pussy and it looked much nicer now. 

We went back into the living room and I had everyone sit down. I
had Todd sit next to me and talked to him about Claire. "Your
sister wants you to take her cherry, Todd. But this won't be like
fucking your mother. Your sister is a nice kid, and she is a
virgin, so you want to go easy and try to make it really nice for
her. It normally hurts a girl when she loses her cherry, but if
you do it right it isn't so bad and can be exciting. So I am
going to give you some advice before you fuck her. OK?"

Todd grinned at his sister. I wondered just how far these two had
actually gone. I would have to ask her later. He looked back at
me and said, "Sure. I love my sister. I don't want to hurt her."

"Great," I said. "Here is what you need to do." I proceeded to
tell Todd all about foreplay. And if he wanted to fuck his mom,
or even his dad, like a bunny rabbit in heat that was just fine
with me. But if he wants to please his sister he is going to have
to take his time. Slow down and try to sense what she is feeling,
and what she needs. If you want to have really good sex, it isn't
that hard. All you have to do is really care about your partner
and what she wants. It is harder for her. If a guy wants good sex
all he has to do is have sex! Most guys will tell you that there
is no such thing as bad sex. But a girl is higher maintenance
than that. It might sound like a pain in the ass, but it is all
worth it if you do it right. Remember, karma. Karma is very
important in a sexual relationship.

Todd got up and went to where Claire was sitting. He pulled her
to her feet and they embraced and kissed. I kept looking back and
forth between the kids and the parents. I was kind of
disappointed. Neither parent seemed to care about anything that
was happening unless it was happening to them. I thought that
having Claire undress and sit on my lap and make out with me
would tear them up. And I was sure that watching the kids
together would have some effect. But I didn't see it.

I watched with just a twinge of jealousy as Todd led Claire to
the middle of the room and they lay down together. They kissed a
little and whispered to each other for a minute, then they
started making out in earnest. Todd was moving his hands all over
her body as they kissed, and Claire was caressing his cock. 

Todd started kissing his way down her beautiful body, just like I
had instructed him. When he finally got to her pussy she was
already panting and as soon as he kissed her little pussy she had
an orgasm. But he kept going and she had several more before he
kissed his way back up  her body and then leaned down and kissed
her lips as she guided his cock into her virgin pussy. It was the
hottest thing I had ever seen. 

Once Claire had lined up his cock she put her arms around his
shoulders and whispered, "Fuck me. I have waited so long. Come on
brother, fuck me."

He had done real good until he got this point. That first stroke
went all the way. No warm up, no teasing, just wham! Clair gasped
in pain and squeezed his shoulders tightly. "Oh god! Wait. Don't
move yet," she hissed at him. 

They lay locked together like that for a few minutes and then he
started moving, very slow, very gently. She trembled at first and
her breath caught a few times. But before long she was fucking
him back and scratching his back and yelling at him to fuck her.


I couldn't take any more, I called Phyllis over and put her on
all fours with her face about a foot from her fucking kids. Then
I got behind her and fucked her bare cunt. I was pleasantly
surprised. Old Ed must not be tapping this very often. Even after
having two kids and 16 years of marital sex she was really tight.
I fucked her from behind while I watched her kids finish each
other off. 

When Todd finally rolled off of her she was smiling and had
obviously enjoyed her first time. And her pussy was a mess. I
ordered Ed to come over and clean them both up. He got between
his daughter's knees and licked her thighs and her pussy and
sucked all of the cum  he could from her tight little cunt. Then
Todd knelt beside him and I saw the slight trace of blood on his
soft cock just before Ed took Todd's cock into his mouth and
sucked him clean. Everyone in the room watched in awe as Ed
sucked his son's cock. 

When he thought he had finished Ed tried to sit back up, but Todd
grabbed his hair and told him to keep sucking. I had already cum
in Phyllis' cunt, but I held my softening cock inside her as I
watched Ed suck off his son. It didn't take very long, you know
kids. 

After Todd came in Ed's mouth I pulled out of Phyllis and rolled
her over. I had Ed clean her up and then I let him suck me clean.
I think Ed has a hidden talent here! Turns out he is a pretty
good cocksucker!

I ordered Phyllis to take drink orders and hurry back. I needed a
cold drink. I ordered Ed to get me his bank records. I was
already sipping on a coke when Ed came back with his bank
statements. Phil was fucking Phyllis on the floor. 

That reminds me, we still needed to rename Phyllis. What should
it be? Slut? Cunt? Fuck meat? I decided to wait for Phil to
finish fucking her and see if he had any suggestions.

I was pleasantly surprised to see that Ed and Phyllis had
accumulated a pretty good sized bank account. They both make good
money and I found out later that their big fancy house had been a
wedding present from Ed's family. 

They had nearly a million in saving and CD's, and when I saw
their statement from their broker it just made me hate them all
the more. They were wealthy. They had been wealthy when they
started out. Phyllis didn't even need to work. There was no
fucking reason for her to drive my wife to her death for a job
she didn't need, and from what I have heard, was not that good
at. All I could do was shake my head in disbelief. I closed my
eyes and slumped back in my seat. 

I felt something on my legs and opened my eyes. It was Claire
trying to get back in my lap. I smiled at her and helped her sit
down. 

"What's wrong," she asked. 

I told her that she was rich. That her parents were wealthy and
her mother didn't even need the damned job she had killed my wife
for. She hugged my neck and said she was sorry and there were
tears in her eyes. She is so sweet, I couldn't look at her and
stay mad. I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. 

When we looked up Ed was cleaning Phil, then we watched as he
cleaned Phyllis up yet again.

"Phil," I said, "We need to come up with a good name for Phyllis.
Something short but descriptive. Any ideas?"

While Phil was thinking about it Claire asked if 'murderer' was
too long. I smiled at her and rubbed her little pussy. She moaned
and I pulled my hand back. "I'm sorry," I said, you must be
sore."

She smiled and grabbed my hand and put it back on her pussy. "No
silly! It feels good!"

I think I am going to keep this girl around until she is old
enough and marry her!

Phil said, "I don't know, I think Cunt has a ring to it, how
about you?" 

"Yeah, that was one of the names I picked out. How about you
kids?  Do you think we should change her name to Cunt?"

For an answer, Claire stuck her tongue in my ear and giggled.
Todd just giggled. 

"I think it is time to take Cunt out and get her some new
clothes," I said. "I guess we can get some new panties for Ed
while we are at it. Claire, do you have something that Cunt can
borrow to wear to the store? All of her clothes are much too nice
for her."

"Well," Claire said, "I have some things that piss her off every
time I try to wear them. They will be pretty tight on her, but
cunts are supposed to wear tight clothes aren't they?"
 
"Sounds good," I said. "Let's go upstairs and see what we can
find for Cunt."

Phil and Ed stayed downstairs and I went up with Cunt and the
kids. Todd sat on the bed and watched as Claire pulled out a tiny
little crop top and handed it to me. "I bought this last year and
she would never let me wear it. Now it is too small for me. I was
really pissed!"

I handed it to Cunt and she struggled to pull it down over her
head. This thing was probably too small for Claire last year when
she was 13. I had my doubts that Cunt could get it down over her
tits. But she was trying!

We watched amused as she struggled with it, finally managing to
pull it part way down over her tits. It flattened her tits out
and didn't even cover her nipples completely. It was too funny to
be sexy. To make matters worse, or better, depending on your
perspective, every time she moved, or even if she didn't, it kept
sliding up and baring her tits. At least once or twice a minute
she had to struggle with it to make it cover as much of her
nipples as possible. 

While Cunt was struggling with that Claire pulled out one of
cheerleader skirts. I was surprised that Cunt was able to button
it. I was happy with the results though. Her cunt wasn't covered
at all and almost half of her ass cheeks were on display. 

We went into Cunt's room and I ordered her to pick out her
highest heels. She found a pair of boots that came up over her
calf with a very high heel. I couldn't imagine where she would
wear them. They were perfect for the outfit she had on though.

We went back downstairs and I showed off my well dressed cunt to
Phil. He thought it was the perfect outfit for her. We had
planned on taking her to one of those sleazy adult bookstores and
buying a bunch of toys and clothes. But I thought it would be a
shame for the kids to miss that. I asked Phil if he new of a
place that he could call the owner and get permission to bring
them in just to watch. 

Phil smiled and said, "It just so happens that I did a guy a
favor a while back and if I have a little talk with him he might
find this amusing. Let me give him a call." 

While Phil was out of the room I ordered Ed to put his clothes
back on, but before he got started Claire came back into the room
and handed me a tiny little g-string. "I bet he'd look cute in
this," she said, smiling brightly.

I tossed it to Ed and he took off his wife's panties and put on
his daughter's g-string. His daughter watched while he struggled
into the little thing. Once he had it on he looked so funny that
Claire and I both laughed out loud. His balls stuck out on the
edges and the head of his dick stuck out of the top. I decided to
let him wear it just to humor her, but I didn't want that much of
him showing in the future, so we would still be doing some panty
shopping for him.

He pulled his street clothes on over the panties, obviously
uncomfortable. I told him to sit next to Cunt. Todd came down
dressed to go out, now I was just waiting for Phil. He came back
into the room in a few minutes. "It's all set up," he said. "My
guy has a problem with having kids in the place, but when I told
him what we had going on he figured it was worth taking a chance.
Here's the thing though. If he gets busted with a kid in the
place he loses his license and probably goes to jail. So if
anyone starts getting hinky the kids move out, fast. OK?"

I understood perfectly. In fact, I probably would have told Phil
to piss up a rope if it had been my porn shop. But that's just
me. I can't imagine owning that kind of business to start with,
so you can't go by me.

I grabbed Ed's keys and we went out to the garage. Ed was the
proud owner of a Bentley Flying Spur. I had seen it a couple of
times and had always wondered what it would be like to drive it.
Well I was finally finding out. It was nice to drive. It had
every kind of gizmo you could think of. For $165,000 it should,
But I have to tell you, it was very uncomfortable for six people.
My Towncar would have been more comfortable! Still I got to drive
it and get it out of my system. 

Phil and Todd sat in back with Cunt. Claire sat next to me and Ed
was next to the door. Once we were on the road I put my hand
between Claire's thighs and enjoyed her warmth. I watched in the
rearview mirror as Todd molested his mother. I was really
disappointed in how she was handling this. She didn't resist, she
didn't go along, she kind of retreated into her little mind and
let what ever was going to happen, happen. And Ed was the same
way. I didn't know how they were going to react when the things
we had planned started happening, but I hoped that there would be
some reaction besides a glassy stare.

Phil directed me to an area of town I wasn't familiar with. It
was an industrial area out near the airport. It was also where
the tattoo parlors and strip joints and adult bookstores were
mostly located. I have a tattoo. My wife had two tattoos. It
never occurred to me before, but I kind of resent that I am
placed in a category of people with strippers and dirty old men.
Not that I have anything against strippers, or dirty old men. I
enjoyed  being entertained by strippers in those few years
between 'old enough' and 'married'. And now that I think about it
there is little doubt that I will one day in the not too distant
future be a dirty old man. Huh! Maybe those businesses belong
together after all.

I was driving down the frontage road when Phil pointed out the
store and I pulled into the parking lot. We all got out and I
locked the car. Cunt was looking at the signs on the outside of
the building and I was pleased to see that she actually was aware
of where she was and was not happy about it.

I took a minute to remind the kids that a lot of people could go
to jail if there was an under cover cop in the place, or if some
upstanding citizen was upset at seeing a couple of teenagers in a
sleaze store. I also took a few minutes to explain to them what
they would most likely see inside. They were both anxious and not
in the least intimidated. I figured they would be able to handle
whatever happened. So we made our way to the back door and after
Phil knocked we waited for someone to let us in.

In a couple of minutes a man came and opened the door. He was big
and hairy and mean looking. He looked at us, but mostly he looked
at Claire and Todd. He shook his head and said to Phil, "Man, you
better not make me regret this."

Phil smiled and said, "Glider, I have a feeling you are going to
be very glad we came."

Glider? What the hell kind of a name is Glider?!

Glider stepped back and we all followed him inside. When we got
to the end of the short hallway I made Claire and Todd stop and
wait there. Phil and Ed and Cunt and I went on in. I looked
around and was surprised. It was a large, well stocked brightly
lit porn shop. Although the parking lot had been pretty full
there were only a half dozen men in the store. I assumed that
there was a back room with video booths. 

Glider followed us around as we shopped. I guess he was wondering
what all the fuss was about. We headed right for the toy area. We
had Cunt hold out her arms and we loaded her up with ankle and
wrist cuffs, a couple of slave collars. A neat little leather
belt with clips attached to restrain her arms. A couple of straps
that went around her thighs for that same purpose. One of those
weird gloves that holds both arms behind her back all the way to
her upper arms. A spreader bar. A dozen different dildos,
vibrators and butt plugs. And of course a couple of different
nipple clamps.

As I was picking up the nipple clamps and putting them on the
pile of merchandise that Cunt was holding I suddenly realized
that we were going to have to get her nipples pierced. That was
going to be fun.

We had begun to attract a crowd as we shopped. By the time Cunt's
arms were full every other guy in the store was standing around
watching. I ordered her to put everything we had picked out on
the counter by the cash register and then we moved to the area
where the slut clothing was on display. 

Phil and I looked over the clothing available and we both found
things that we thought would be fun. I ordered Cunt to strip. She
was totally exposed anyway. She had given up trying to keep the
crop top she was wearing down over her nipples. And that
cheerleader skirt was just something to keep her waist warm. It
didn't cover her ass or her pussy. So stripping should have been
no big deal. But she looked very uncomfortable standing naked in
the middle of the store. That pleased me.

We had her try on several very slutty outfits and the crowd loved
it. From time to time someone would come in and Glider would look
at them and try to determine whether or not they were the type to
object to a couple of lusty teenagers in the room. Judging by the
way everyone gathered around to watch Cunt put on and remove slut
clothes and the looks on their faces, I didn't see any problems.

Phil and I together picked out a dozen outfits and we were about
to quit there but Claire was waiving wildly from where she and
Todd were standing in the hall and I went over to see what she
wanted. 

I was a bit surprised but she loved some of the outfits we were
picking out to torment her mother with. She wanted some of them
too!

I told her to hang on and I went over to Phil and Glider and
explained. Glider looked around at the audience, now nearly a
dozen guys, and shrugged. He said, "I don't know. I have seen
most of these guys in here before. If I had to guess I would say
that they were OK. It's up to you guys."

Phil just shrugged. I looked at the guys watching lustfully and
thought that this could be a good opportunity. I decided to take
them into my confidence. "Gentlemen," I said. "This is Cunt, my
sex slave. We are shopping for a new wardrobe for her. If you saw
her when we came in you know why. The thing is, her son and
daughter are over there in that little hallway watching and while
Cunt was trying on clothes her 14 year old daughter saw some
outfits that she wanted to get for herself. Do any of you feel
that you would be offended if she were to come into the room and
try on a few of these outfits?"

I would have been really shocked if anyone had objected. I wasn't
shocked. I waived Claire in and she came over to me and she
pointed out the outfits she had liked. I told her to hand me her
clothes and try them on. She grinned and put her arms around my
neck and kissed me and said, "Yes Master." The way she said it
gave me a hard on like you wouldn't believe.

She took off her top and her skirt and panties and tried on close
to a dozen outfits. And she wanted most of them. So did I. Once
she had taken off the last outfit she had selected I told her to
take them all over to the cash register and then come back and
she could get dressed. The fashion show had lasted about twenty
minutes and I had watched the faces in the audience. Some of them
were drooling, honest to god! I was pretty close myself!

I gave Claire her skirt and her top back, I kept her panties. We
all went to the cash register and the owner started adding
everything up. The total was over $800. I was just about to order
Ed to pay the man when I had a better idea. 

I turned to the audience and said, "Guys, I have a pretty big
bill here. If any of you would like to help out I would be happy
to offer you a little time with my slave in return."

"Which one," someone asked. 

"Sorry guys, only mama right now. Or daddy if you want him."

Nobody said anything for a minute and then one guy said, "How
much?"

"Well," I said, thoughtfully, "this is her first time being
whored out, so she is probably worth a little more. How about
$2.50 for a blowjob and $5 for a fuck? Does that sound fair?"

"You're shitting, right?" someone in the audience asked
incredulously.

"No sir," I responded. "I just had her for the first time myself
less than an hour ago and I am pretty sure she is worth that
much. If you don't believe me her son is right over there. He
just fucked her too. Ask him if she is any good or not."

Nobody moved for a moment and then suddenly I was surrounded by a
bunch of dirty old men with money in their hands. I asked Glider
if there was a place we could transact this business and he said,
"What the fuck, if I ain't busted already then I guess it is too
late to worry about it now. Fuck her anywhere you want. There is
a room in the back with a small couch, or you can fuck her right
here in the aisle for all I care."

An old guy handed me $2.50 and then stood in front of Cunt. He
pushed her to her knees and then he pulled his cock out and
fucked her face roughly. At first everyone just watched, then
they started pushing money at me. I took their money. I didn't
keep any kind of track of who was paying to do what. I didn't
care. They all lined up and took there turns. Some fucked her and
some got a blowjob. I just enjoyed watching her being used. While
she was entertaining the audience I ordered Ed to pay for the
things we had selected. I told him to enjoy it because by the
time I was through with him he would be lucky to be able to pay
for a cup of coffee.

He seemed more upset by that than by everything else that had
happed to him and his wife and kids so far today. I was glad that
I had finally found something that bothered him. Well, besides
sucking dicks and eating out freshly fucked pussies. 

After she had been raped by everyone in the store, including the
owner, I sent her to the bathroom to clean up before I gave her
something to wear. I picked out one of the less slutty outfits
for her. Something that she could wear in public, but was still
disgraceful and humiliating. We went back out the back door and
took our new purchases to the car. We threw everything into the
trunk and then we got in. This time I let Ed drive. That left my
hands free to enjoy Claire. 

I had Ed drive us to a nearby mall. Cunt's new top was almost
transparent, but at least it stayed over her nipples. Her new
skirt was only a couple of inches longer than the cheerleader
outfit she had left the house in. She was still more naked than
clothed, but that was what made it so much fun. Miss super
conservative prissy britches was walking around the town mall
with her ass and her pussy and her tits all but exposed. And
there was every chance in the world that she would run into
someone that knew her. We went inside and our first stop was
every man's favorite store, Victoria's Secret. 

First of all, I have seen her catalogs. Victoria doesn't have any
secrets. But she does have style. I picked out several outfits
for both Cunt and Claire. But I made Ed go ask one of the sales
girls for help. He was to tell them that he needed some new
panties, and that he couldn't remember his size. He was to pick
out a dozen pairs of sexy, lacy panties that would cover his
genitals and be attractive.

Cunt was relieved that she was being left alone. She just stood
there and watched impassively as Ed was helped by the young and
astounded salesgirl. Once they had selected a dozen panties I
made Ed try them on in one of the fitting rooms with the door
wide open. The four of us stood around watching, as well as a few
shocked customers. It was all I could do to keep from cracking
up. Claire and Todd were both holding their hands over their
mouths to try and contain their laughter.

About half way through it started getting boring, so I let him
dress and sent him to pay for everything. By then it was time for
lunch. 

I have always hated plastic food. I don't eat fast food. I don't
eat a hamburger anywhere that I can't get them rare. That means I
only eat them at home. So that eliminated any place to eat at the
mall. The kids were like most teenagers, they thought that
McDonalds was a gourmet restaurant. So when it comes to meals
their opinions don't count. There is one food considered 'fast
food' that I like. Pizza. However, only from a good Italian
restaurant. But I had a better idea for lunch today. 

Not far from the mall is a small river. Recently they have begun
to build up along the banks. But before they started, and for as
long as I can remember, there has been a biker bar that sits
right on the river, away from everything else. It has a big deck
out back and they serve a decent BBQ. I didn't know if anyone
would be there at this time of day, it was kind of early, but
there was always a chance that we would be able to abuse Cunt
some more. So I gave Ed directions and we drove over there. 

It was only 12:30 when we got there. They didn't open until 1:00
PM. So we sat in the car and while Todd and Phil tormented Cunt
in the back seat, Claire got up on her hands and knees with her
sweet ass in her dad's face and unzipped my pants and pulled out
my half hard cock. She started kissing my cock and then licking
it all over and in no time at all I was hard. I started playing
with her sexy little tits while she sucked and I could tell right
away that I was not the owner of the first cock she had sucked.
This little girl was good! She couldn't deep throat, but god, she
was so fucking enthusiastic! She was really having fun! I played
with her tits, and from time to time my hand wandered down to her
dripping wet pussy. It took almost fifteen minutes before I came
in her hot sucking mouth. She swallowed it all like a pro and
then she kissed my soft cock and smiled up at me like a little
porn star. 

I pulled her up and kissed her passionately for a while and then
I was distracted by the noises coming from the back. We both
looked back to see Cunt sucking Todd's dick while Phil fucked her
roughly from behind. 

As they were finishing up with her I noticed a couple of bike's
pulling into the parking lot and parking nearby. Finally it was
1:00 PM and we got out and went into the bar. I asked the girl
behind the bar if we could go out on the deck and get some food
and drinks. 

She looked at us strangely. I guess a lot of people don't park
out front in Bentleys. But she smiled and said, "I will be happy
to bring ya'll some drinks. The cook just called in and said he
would be here in about ten minutes. So I can take your orders.
You have probably been to one of those places that had one of
those signs that says, "Good food takes time, please be patient."
Well, our food isn't that good, but it takes time too. And as
soon as Randy gets here and cooks it I'll bring it out to you."

I chuckled and said, "We have all day. We just want to sit out by
the water, have a cool drink, get a bite to eat and watch Cunt
here flash her tits and pussy. Is that OK?"

One of the guys at the bar spit out his beer when I said that.
Then they both laughed and started checking Cunt out. The biker
chick behind the counter said, "They won't be the first tits or
the first pussy to be flashed in this joint. The customers always
seem to appreciate it, so feel free." 

She came out from behind the counter and grabbed a handful of
menus and some flatware and led us to a table on the deck. It was
a beautiful, warm, sunny day and the sound and smell of the clear
water running right below us made the whole thing perfect. Well,
I expect Cunt had reservation concerning what was about to happen
to her. But the rest of us were having a good time.

We placed our drink orders and Phil, the kids and I sat around
talking. Ed and Cunt spoke only when spoken too. That was fine
with everyone. When the drinks had been delivered we ordered some
food, to be prepared if and when the cook arrived. Then the
waitress/bartender went back inside and we were alone on the
deck. 

Todd turned to me and asked, "Claire said that you told her we
were rich. Is that true? I mean, I know we live in a nice house
and have expensive things. I know they inherited some money and
stocks and bonds when dad's parents died. But I thought we just
lived well because they were overpaid."

"Yes." I said. "They have nearly a million in cash and CDs in the
bank. The last report I looked at from their broker listed close
to thirty million in investments. I was able to get the
information about your parents and what they did to Mel thanks to
Phil. I plan to reward him with some of that. But I don't want
any of it. I will, however, talk to an attorney about seeing that
it is somehow put into a trust for you two and make sure that
they cannot access it. You can use it for your education and have
a nice little nest egg for when you get out on your own."

I looked at Claire and said, "Although I may just keep you
around."

Claire said, "You should have some of the money too. They took
Mel from you and laughed while they did it. They should pay for
that."

I kissed her and said, "Thanks sweetie, but I am not doing this
for money. And believe me, they are going to pay. They have
already started."

The two bikers from the bar wandered out and sat down near us.
They were, I suppose, waiting for Cunt to start showing off. I
made her turn around in her chair and straddle the back. Now her
legs were splayed wide open and her pussy was on display a couple
of feet from the two bikers. They grinned at me and made some
rude remarks, all in good fun of course. I noticed that the back
of the chair was made just right so that one of her tits would
fit in a space between the thin wooden slats on either side of
the backrest. I told her to pull her top off and hand it to me
and then lean into the back of the chair. 

She sat up straight and took off her top and then leaned forward
and put her tits between the slats. 

One of the bikers asked me if we were going to be staying long. I
told him we would be here at least long enough to get some food.
He pulled out a cell phone and started making phone calls. It
looked like we were going to be having company.

People started slowly drifting out onto the deck. Mostly guys,
mostly bikers, though not all. There were two couples that came
in together. They seemed to enjoy the scenery as much as the guys
did. I saw a couple of old friends and went over to say hello. I
have a bike, but have not been riding socially since Mel died.
So, although I have a dozen or so friends that are bikers I
hadn't been in touch with them in a while.

Ray saw me approaching his table and roared. He stood up and
grabbed me in a bear hug that almost killed me. "Dave! Man, I
didn't think I was ever going to see you around here again! Man
I'm sorry as hell about Mel." Ray is a huge guy with a heart of
gold. Mel and I always enjoyed going on rides and going to
ralleys and on camping trips with him and a few others. Of all my
friends she had loved Ray the most. And whenever we had gotten
together Ray had never left her side. He was always there to
protect her. 

We talked for a few minutes and the funny thing was that he
hadn't noticed Cunt when he came outside. I was talking to him
when his friend punched him and pointed her out. He looked at her
and looked away and then did a double take worthy of a Saturday
morning cartoon. Then he turned to me and said, "Are they with
you?!"

"Yeah," I answered. "I haven't been here in a while and she just
got fucked by about a dozen guys at the porn shop and I figured
she needed airing out."

Ray looked at me like he didn't understand. I guess because he
knew I wasn't the kind of guy to treat a woman like that. Because
he and Mel had been such good friends I went ahead and explained
around the edges. I didn't tell him everything, but I told him
what she and her husband did. Then I had to stop him from going
over to the table and killing them. Did I mention how big he is?
I finally convinced him that it was better my way. They would
suffer a lot more for a lot longer. But the look on his face was
scary, he really wanted to kill both of them. 

Then I asked him if his friend Leo still did tattoos and
piercings. He grinned and nodded. He knew where this was going
and it appealed to him.

The last I knew Leo was working out of his home doing tattoos for
bikers and piercings for anyone that was willing to pay him. I
asked Ray if he thought Leo would be interested in coming over
and letting me buy him a couple of beers and then piercing Cunt's
nipples right here on the deck.

Ray said, "I believe that I can talk him into it."

I said, "OK, they just brought my food over. After you talk to
him why don't you and your friend join us?"

"Be right over," he said.

I was half way through my BBQ sandwich when Ray and his friend
Curly came over. They pulled another table over and the chairs
that went with it and sat down. Ray looked Cunt over good and
then asked if I minded if he checked her out. Of course I didn't,
but I warned him again that she had just gotten fucked and might
be a little messy. Ray pulled his chair closer to Cunt's and told
me that Leo was on the way. Then he started pulling and twisting
Cunt's tits. He was not gentle. Everyone was watching curiously.

Ray is one of those friendly, personable people that knows
everyone. And everyone knows that he is a gentle giant. There
were some very surprised looks when the guys saw how rough he was
with her tits. Cunt was grimacing and groaning in pain. But she
didn't say anything. Finally Ray pulled her head up by her hair
and made her look at him. He said, "Dave told me what you did.
Mel was more than a friend to me. I loved that little girl. Dave
had to stop me from coming over here and killing you right in
front of everyone. And I could have gotten away with it once I
told these people what you did. They would not have seen a thing.
It is all I can do to keep from breaking your fucking neck."

Tears started coming from her eyes but that was probably because
he was pulling on her hair and her tits pretty hard. He finally
turned back to the table and I introduced him and his friend to
Phil and the kids. When they found out who the kids were, Phil
and I both laughed at the looks on their faces. 

Leo showed up about ten minutes later with a couple of friends.
The deck was getting crowded. It usually did on a nice Saturday
afternoon like this. We were a chair short so I put Claire in my
lap and gave her chair to one of the guys with Leo. It really
wasn't a sacrifice.

I had met Leo a couple of times but we didn't really know each
other well. He shook my hand and said, "Ray told me what you had
in mind, and why. I am looking forward to it."

"Great!" I said. "We will pay your usual fee, plus expenses, you
did, after all, have to travel some. But why don't you let us buy
you guys a couple of beers first?"

We sat and talked and drank for a while. Guys kept coming around
and checking out Cunt. A few of them even had cameras and got
some good pictures. Once the others saw that they started coming
up with their cell phones. Nearly everyone there had a cell phone
that took pictures!

After we had put a few beers away Leo put his little leather bag
on the table. He pulled out an assortment of jewelry and asked if
there was anything that appealed to me.

I looked at his small display and saw pairs of tiny bar bells in
various sizes. But I ignored those, I wanted rings. The question
was size. There was a selection of rings ranging from tiny and
thin to huge and fat. I didn't want to make her so freakish that
it would detract from the fact that she was an innocent housewife
being raped when she started making movies. I picked up a pair of
rings that were nearly  of an inch in diameter and thicker than
most. Not in the least discrete, and it would be hard to hide the
fact that her nipples were pierced, even under her clothes. Then
I picked another pair of thinner, smaller ones and held them up
to Claire. "Would you like your nipples pierced?" I asked her,
but only kidding. I was floored by her response.

"Yes Master. I would love to have my nipples pierced for you."

I held both pairs of rings out to Leo and asked him how he wanted
to do it.

He said, "Hey, it's your show."

I said, "OK. Let's do Claire first. And she is only 14 so take it
easy on her, OK?" Leo nodded and I continued, "Then you can to
the bitch anyway you want."

Leo reached into his bag and pulled out his sterile piercing
equipment. Claire took her top off without waiting to be asked,
much to the delight of our large audience. She was still sitting
in my lap and when I tried to move her to another seat she said,
"No, please Master. I want you to hold me while he does it."

I kissed her and held her tightly as Leo swabbed her nipples with
alcohol. They were already erect and an easy target. He had
spoken to the waitress who was also hanging around watching with
great interest. She ran into the bar and came back out with a
glass of ice. Leo took one of the cubes and ran it over Claire's
nipples to deaden them and then he attached a clamp to her nipple
and pulled it taut. Then he pulled out a selection of various
sized needles in a case and selected a small one. I noticed that
the entire audience was holding it's breath as they watched.

I saw Leo's hand move and Claire yelped like someone had just
pinched her ass. Leo inserted the ring and swabbed her nipple
down with alcohol again. 

Claire looked down and smiled and said, "It's beautiful!"

Leo asked, "You ready to do it again darlin'?"

Claire took a deep breath and smiled and said, "Let's do it!"

The procedure was repeated and Claire remained topless in my lap,
which seemed to please the audience as well as me. 

Now our attention turned to Cunt. She was seated with her back to
us, but she had glanced around several times as her daughter's
tits were being exposed and pierced.

I suppose it had been reassuring that Claire took it so well and
smiled proudly afterwards. Unfortunately for her, Leo would use a
different procedure for her. 

Leo and a friend of his cleared a space and sat Cunt's chair in
the center of it. They turned her around in the chair and then
Leo's friend grabbed her arms and held them behind the back of
the chair. He continued to hold on tightly as Leo pulled a ball
gag out or his bag and forced it into Cunt's mouth. 

Cunt was looking worried now. But when she saw Leo approaching
her, not with a slender needle but a long, fat needle she turned
ghostly white. She started struggling and shaking her head
violently and making unrecognizable noises through the gag. A lot
of the men in the back of the crowd had stood up and everyone was
gathered to watch Cunt get pierced. 

Leo started pinching and pulling on her nipples and soon, much to
her dismay, they stood out long and proud. He swabbed them with
alcohol, but no ice for her, and no clamp. He grabbed one of her
nipples with his big strong fingers and then slowly forced the
huge needle though it at the base. He had drawn the needle half
way through her nipple when she passed out. 

He was prepared for that. He waived a vial of smelling salts
under her nose and she snapped back to the world of pain she had
escaped for all too brief a time. When he was satisfied that she
was awake and aware Leo finished pulling the needle through her
nipple. He inserted the larger, heavier ring and put a drop of
some kind of superglue on it to make it more difficult to remove.
Then he swabbed the area again with alcohol and moved to her
other nipple to repeat the process.

She was again struggling and screaming through her gag as Leo
teased her nipple erect. She finally gave up as he was preparing
to slowly insert that fat needle into her nipple. She stopped
struggling and closed her eyes and sobbed quietly until the
needle started to pierce her flesh yet again. Then she screamed
in pain and her body tensed up. 

I was watching Claire out of the corner of my eye. I half
expected this might be little too intense for her, but she was
actually enjoying the show!

Leo finally finished up the second nipple and everyone came up to
inspect his work. We had to ask that everyone refrain from
touching because of the risk of infection. But there was a lot of
looking and a lot more pictures. I ordered Ed to pay Leo for the
two piercings and for both sets of rings. Then I ordered him to
pay our tab. I asked Leo if he would like a tip from Cunt and he
said he appreciated my gracious offer. He took her into the far
corner and some of the guys stood around to give them a little
privacy, or to watch, whatever. I saw Leo bend her over the
handrail and fuck her from behind as she stared out into the
parking lot. I guess Leo enjoys his work because he came pretty
fast. He left her there and came back and gathered up his
equipment. While he was packing it up I told him that we would
probably be having more work done on her later if he was
interested. He smiled and handed me his card and a set of
directions for the care of fresh piercings. 

We all got up to leave and while Claire put her top on I went
over to collect my Cunt. One of the customers decided it was a
shame to leave her bent over like that with no dick in her and
was fucking her vigorously. I smiled and watched, it didn't look
like it would be much longer. Claire came up and put her arm
around me and smiled while we waited for the biker to finish
fucking her mother. 

When he was done he backed away and saw me standing there. He
said, "Hope you don't mind. It was just there, I thought somebody
should climb it." 

I laughed and said, "I don't mind at all. If we didn't have to
leave I would let anybody that wanted to have a turn. Maybe next
time." I heard a lot of people say hurry back as we left.

We all went out and got in the car and Phil gave Ed instructions
on how to get to our next destination. I was a little surprised
myself when it turned out to be a large old farmhouse with a huge
old red barn and a bunch of outbuildings.

Phil had Ed drive right up to the big barn door and stop. We all
got out and stood around while Phil went to a normal sized door a
little further down the wall. He knocked and then went inside. It
was my impression we were going to see someone that made movies,
not milk! But then, as I looked around I started to see that this
was not a working farm. There were a few pieces of derelict farm
equipment nearby, but nothing that appeared to be in working
order. There were a few horses in a corral, and a kennel
somewhere nearby, I could hear several dogs barking. But no sign
that there had been any cows here for quite some time. 

Finally Phil stuck his head out of the door and waived us in. I
hung back with Claire and followed the others inside. We entered
into an office that looked like any office in any office
building. It was modern and there were no farm smells. There was
even a rug on the door. But there was absolutely no sign of what
took place in the office. No posters, no signs, nothing. The man
behind the desk watched us come in. He actually looked kind of
reputable considering what I understand that he does for a
living. He looked Cunt over closely and also spent entirely too
much time checking out Claire. 

Phil did the introductions. The man behind the desk was Eric
Castle. I doubt if that was his name when he was going to 3rd
grade. He nodded to me and I nodded back. Phil brought me over a
copy of the contract for the movies that Cunt would be making.
While I was looking it over he got up and went over to where she
was standing. He walked around her and then ordered her to
undress. 

I was pleased that she didn't hesitate to undress in front of yet
another stranger. I suppose that by this point in her busy and
life changing day it really didn't matter all that much anymore.
He looked her over and then felt her up, even sticking fingers
into her pussy and ass. I looked up from the contract to tell him
that her ass was still cherry, but she had been fucked a dozen
times today. 

He chuckled as he stuck his slime covered fingers in her mouth
and said, she recovers fast, must be quite elastic for her age.
But Phil tells me that she doesn't throat yet, is that right?"

"Not yet," I answered.

Then he came over to take a closer look at Claire. "You sure you
don't want to make a star out of this sweet little thing? I have
a special, very private, customer list that would pay dearly for
a few action movies starring her. You're only 14 sweetheart?"

"Yes sir," Claire responded respectfully.

"Are you sure you don't want to be a movie star?" Eric asked. He
looked like he was about to start drooling!

"It isn't up to me sir, I am just a slave. I do what I am told."
Little minx! Gotta love her.

I said, "I thought Phil explained everything to you. This isn't
about the money. Nobody, except maybe Ed, cares about the money.
However, I suspect your clientele might be interested in a
mother-son movie. Her son isn't my slave, but he likes to fuck
and he likes to fuck his mother. Right Todd?"

Todd gave us one of those evil little leers of his and said,
"Want a demonstration?"

Eric laughed and said, "You're right Dave, I do have an audience
for that. We should probably do a quick series of those before we
get into the others. OK?"

I nodded, but then had an interesting thought. "There is one
thing we might consider," I said. "I might be able to talk the
kids into letting you film them together. If they were interested
could you use something like that?"

Eric couldn't hide the eager look on his face, but he tried to
sound noncommittal. He still didn't get it that it wasn't about
money.

Eric started touching Cunt's nipples and flipping the new rings
in them and Cunt cringed in pain. I told him that they hadn't
even been in an hour yet, and they had been done the hard way. 

Eric said, "We will have to wait at least a week for those holes
to heal before we start shooting the good stuff, but in a day or
two we could do the series with Todd. I will have some people put
a few simple scripts together. It doesn't take long, there isn't
a lot of talking in my movies."

I had finished looking over the contract. There wasn't much to
it. It simply gave Eric and his company the exclusive rights to
any and all of the work product, be it still photography or
moving pictures. It stated that we consented to the use and
public display of such work product. And that work product might
be distributed in any way deemed appropriate by Eric's company,
Dark Alley Films, Inc. The contract called for a minimum of
twelve films for which Cunt would be paid on a sliding scale
depending on the subject matter of the film. The spaces for her
name hadn't been filled in yet. We would need to select a stage
name for Cunt.  I handed him the contract back and he handed me a
paper with the sliding scale for the different kinds of movies. 

I looked it over and thought, "Man! These assholes really take
advantage of these poor girls." But I didn't say anything. We
were, after all, here to have Cunt taken advantage of. 

We all started brainstorming, trying to come up with a nice
slutty name for Cunt. Mostly they were all idiotic. I suggested
Kitty Mott. I liked the idea of using her last name. That way if
anyone that knew her saw one of her films there would be no
question that it was really her. And I figured the people that
like to buy underground movies of women being exploited would
prefer an innocent name because what fun is it humiliating a
street whore?

There were other suggestions, some pretty ingenious, but I
thought that they were too slutty for our purposes. Eric finally
agreed and from then on Phyllis Mott who had become Cunt became
kitty mott. With small letters. No capital letters for our little
kitty. What the hell, if she didn't react to being called Cunt it
wasn't any fun calling her that anyway. 

That was something I was going to have to work on. Since this
morning when she had finally accepted her fate, she had been
doing a very good zombie impression. Her expression never
changed, well, hardly ever. I hoping that perhaps a day or two at
the office where she had to go around and make believe that
everything was normal might make a difference.

Ed's expression never changed either, but I didn't give a shit
about him.

We had kitty sign the contracts. A silly formality. Then Eric
took us on a tour of the barn. There was still a large open space
in the center as you would expect in a large barn. But instead of
stalls and storage rooms on the sides there were a half a dozen
movie sets and a makeup room. There were a couple of bedrooms and
a living room and a bathroom and a locker room and a class room.
There were more sets in the house, and the basement of the house
had been turned into a dungeon.

On the way back to the barn from the house he pointed out the
horses and the dog kennels and said, "They are all specially
trained." 

He had been talking to Phil and I, but I was lucky enough to see
kitty's face turn white.

It was getting late and it had been a busy day. I had Ed drive us
home. I made Ed and kitty strip inside the door and Claire did
too, even though she didn't have to. I handed Ed a new pair of
panties and got kitty started cooking supper. 

I ordered Ed to get Phil and I a beer and then I thought it was
time to talk money with him. I proposed that he keep all of the
money from the movies kitty would make. And I proposed that we
start liquidating some of Ed's holdings. Only enough so that I
could give Phil a million dollars. I didn't know if he had any
money saved up, but I figured he could probably retire with that.
The rest would be split up into trusts for the kids. 

Phil was floored. He had been thinking I might offer him the
money from the films. And that was more than he expected. But I
insisted on the million and he didn't resist too hard.

We watched a little TV until dinner was ready. The kids ate with
us at the table, but I made Ed and kitty eat on the floor. After
dinner I ordered Ed and kitty to clean up and we went back to the
living room. 

Claire had put on one of her new outfits from the porn shop and
she looked hot. She came over and sat in my lap and said, "I
heard what you told Phil about the money."

I asked her if it bothered her that I gave him that much of their
money.

"No," she said. "It bothers me that you aren't taking any. And
besides, you are now responsible for me. You will need money to
take me to Disney World and buy me school clothes and birth
control pills."

Oh yeah! Birth control pills. Better take care of that first
thing Monday morning, for both of them.

"Don't worry," I assured her. "Your parents will still be working
and bringing home far too much money for what they actually do.
And for some reason they have far too much of their savings in
disposable form. They have a lot of cash and CDs. 

"I have decided to take some time off, until things are running
smooth and everyone knows what's what," I said. "But I will still
be working and you will still be going to school. You won't be
able to call your life normal. But we will make it as normal as
possible. But thank you for worrying about me."

I had been moving my hands around Claire's sweet body while we
talked and her seat, my lap, was getting kind of lumpy. 

The motts came in from the kitchen and stood at the door waiting
for someone to tell them what to do. Todd was incredible. That
kid must have cum a dozen times today, including the blowjob he
made his father give him, but he was ready to go again. He
ordered his mother to crawl across the living room, he liked the
way her breasts swayed when she crawled. When she reached him he
put his feet up on the arms of his chair and told her to eat his
ass out. She obeyed, but without much enthusiasm. 

Phil got up and took off his belt and gave her a really hard swat
with it. She hadn't seen it coming and when it struck her she
screamed and flipped over onto her back. 

Phil smiled at her and said, "We need to start seeing some
enthusiasm from you kitty. And we want to start hearing more
verbal responses. More 'yes sirs', maybe a nice smile every now
and then would be nice. Is that too much to ask?"

"No sir," kitty quickly responded. She scurried back to her knees
and said to Todd, "I am sorry sir." She looked at Phil to see
that she had satisfied him, but he said, "Almost kitty, but I
think it would sound better if you didn't use first person
pronouns from now on. Try that."

"kitty is sorry sir?" kitty said, tentatively.

Phil smiled and said, "That sounds much better, doesn't it
Todd?"

Todd said, with a note of impatience in his voice, "Yeah, that
sounds cool, now can I get her tongue back in my ass? I'm waiting
here!"

Claire and I were both laughing as kitty said to Todd, "kitty is
sorry sir. kitty will eat your ass now sir."

While Todd was playing with his new kitty we talked about living
and sleeping arrangements. What Claire had said was right. I had
become responsible for her. Not part of the plan, but I gladly
accepted. I realized that a lot of what I was doing to do, or
allow to be done to her, were not the actions of a responsible
guardian. But she certainly didn't seem traumatized. And, I
reminded myself, she had requested everything that had been done
to her today. 

Since I was going to be responsible for her, I decided that she
and I would move into the master bedroom. For now anyway. If
Claire wanted to move back to her own room later, she could.
Judging by the hug I got when I made that announcement she liked
the idea. 

Phil lives alone in a cheap old apartment. He had sold his house
when his wife had been killed. He couldn't stand to be in it. He
would give up his apartment and move into the mother-in-law suite
on the other side of the kitchen. Todd would stay in his own room
and share kitty for now. Ed, and kitty if nobody else was using
her, could sleep in the spare bedroom. I decided I would make
another copy of the full CD of what they did to Mel and keep it
running in their bedroom forever as a reminder.

Everyone but the motts seemed satisfied so I invited Claire to
join me for a nice hot shower and a romantic evening. She stood
up and pulled her slinky dress off and pulled me to the stairs.
Before we started upstairs I ordered kitty to change the bed
linens. Then I followed the most perfect ass in the world up the
stairs. I had to stop her several times to kiss it.

Kitty came in as we were undressing me. I ordered her to empty
out her drawers and her closet tomorrow. Most of her clothes she
would not be able to wear again anyway. At least not without some
modifications. She said, "Yes sir." But that sure as hell wasn't
a smile on her face.

The master bathroom was bigger than my bedroom at home. There was
marble and slate and glass and tile everywhere. In the corner was
a huge walk-in shower with plate glass walls and a half a dozen
shower heads pointed everywhere. Just as we were about to get
into the shower kitty came in and hung up fresh towels for us. I
smiled and patted her head and said, "Good kitty." She turned red
and went back to making the bed. But I appreciated her taking the
initiative.

Claire and I got in the shower and soaped up and rinsed a couple
of times. She was a lot of fun to soap up. She asked me if I
wanted her to shave but I kind of like her sparse little pubic
patch. She kept it nicely trimmed and her hair was so light and
fine that I found it appealing. 

We dried each other off and I noticed that kitty had set out
guest tooth brushes for me and brought in Claire's toothbrush and
her brush and comb. What a thoughtful mommy! We finished getting
ready, which took longer than it might normally because we were
having trouble keeping our hands off of each other. 

We entered the bedroom to find the bed nicely made and turned
down. I picked Claire up and tossed her into the middle of it.
Then I stretched out beside her. I started kissing her lightly,
and gently moving my fingers over her beautiful body. Not groping
or squeezing, like the teenage lovemaking she was apparently used
to, but very lightly, just barely ruffling the fine little hairs
that are almost invisible on her body. Just slow enough and close
enough that she could feel the heat from my fingers. Teasing her,
making her body cry out to be touched. 

She was not totally inexperienced, but she had never been touched
like this before. The two boys that had been lucky enough to
touch her knew nothing about sex. They groped and squeezed and
pulled and.....well, you know. Guys are pretty stupid when it
comes to playing a woman's body. Some guys learn, most never
will.

She was going crazy. She grabbed my neck and kissed me
passionately. I freed myself from her arms, finally, and started
exploring her body with my tongue. She was delicious! I tasted
every part of her, being very careful around her tender nipples,
and she tasted wonderful everywhere. I even sucked on her sexy
little toes, not something I am normally prone to do.

I wasn't counting orgasms, but she had many. Each one stronger
and louder than the last. Until finally she couldn't stand it any
more and she put her hands down to the side of my face and pulled
my head up and begged me to stop.

I smiled and kissed her clit one last time, just to watch her
jump, then kissed my way back up her body and lay down beside her
again. She lay in my arms panting for a minute, then she turned
on her side and put her head on my shoulder and said, "I think I
love you."

I know that it is totally inappropriate. She is only 14. I am 11
years older than her. And yes, I know that it was just lust
talking. Unfortunately I had the same feelings. I was
uncomfortable with being a child molester. But each step we had
taken had been at her instigation. Until this last, where I
invited her upstairs. She certainly had not gone kicking and
screaming. But still, I knew better. But then again, fuck it! I
know what everyone says and I don't care. I love this girl. She
is remarkably mature and until I see some sign that I am damaging
her, or until she starts to pull back, I am going to enjoy her
company to the fullest. And I am sure as hell not doing this to
piss off her parents.

"Claire, I am feeling the same things you are. Except my
conscience is bothering me. I am managing to keep it under
control, but you are old enough to know that this is wrong and
that I am the one that is supposed to do the responsible thing
here, right?" 

She grinned at me and said in one of those cute little girl
voices, "But Master, you wouldn't want me to be all alone would
you?"

Master my ass! She knows damn well who has the upper hand in this
relationship. 

"Aren't you going to fuck me now?" she asked. "I'm ready."

"I think we should give you a couple of days to heal, don't you?"
I answered.

She kissed my nipple and licked it lightly, and then she looked
me in the eyes and said, "No Master. I think you should fuck me
right now."

Well, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do! We started kissing
and touching again and then I pulled her on top of me. "How about
if you fuck me?" I suggested.

"Oooh, I get to be the man?" she kidded.

"Yeah, take me, I'm yours," I said, truthfully.

She moved up until her pussy was lined up with the head of my
cock and then she started sliding slowly down. I have a normal
sized dick. About seven inches long and big enough around that
nobody every complained. But as she slid up and down, taking a
little more into her tight hole each time, she was saying things
like, "Oh god, it's so big! Oh shit that feels good! I love your
cock! Oh fuck yeah!"

That kind of thing can go to a guys head pretty quick. I was
forcing myself to lie still as she worked her pussy down around
my cock, but damn it was hard! I started caressing her tits and
her ass and tickling her clit and she reached bottom finally and
stopped for a second.

"Does it hurt," I asked.

"Just a little twinge," she said, "but it feels too fucking good
to stop." And she didn't. She paused for less than a minute, then
she started riding me like a horse. I watched her tits bouncing
up and down and her face filled with lust and I watched the color
spread down from her face to her neck and her chest and I started
teasing her clit, because I was not going to be able to take much
of this. 

In seconds she started screaming and bouncing up and down wildly
and I couldn't take it any more. I grabbed her ass with both
hands and thrust up into her and came like I had not already had
two orgasms today. 

After she came she laid back down on me and I held her tight and
we kissed and I rubbed her back and her ass for a while. Then she
had to go to the bathroom and I went with her and washed myself
while she peed. Then I told her I was going downstairs to get
some ice water and asked her if she wanted anything. She shook
her head and I headed downstairs. When I was passing Todd's room
the door was open and I glanced in and saw kitty with her wrists
in the leather cuffs we had bought for her, each bound to a
corner of the foot of his bed. She was on her feet and her ass
was bright red. It looked like he had tried out most of the toys
we had bought today at the bookstore. Todd was beating her ass,
slowly and methodically with a ruler. And his dick was rock hard!
As I walked by he looked up at me, then waived and smacked her
again. I invited him out into the hall for a second and told him
that she was going to make her first porn movie the day after
tomorrow, so not to go to hard on her butt. Don't want it all
bruised and red, it ruins the effect.

He saw the sense in that and decided that she had enough foreplay
and walked up behind her and fucked her in his own inimitable
rabbit style.

I went downstairs and got some ice water and then went to bed. I
cuddled up with Claire and once we were comfortable I asked her
to tell me about the things she had done with her brother. 

She giggled and wiggled her butt against my cock and asked me if
I thought I could take it. When I told her that if I couldn't I
knew what to do about it. She said OK, and started from the
beginning.

"OK," Claire started out, "you know how when most kids are very
young their parents bathe them together and let them share a
bedroom and sometimes even a bed when they are really, really
young. They treat them more or less as if they were asexual. They
have a chance to satisfy their curiosity in an open and nonsexual
environment. Well, not us. From the very beginning neither my
brother nor I were ever indecent in the same room. Nor did we
ever, not even for one night, sleep in the same room. We didn't
find out until we started school how unusual that was."

"Kids are curious about the opposite sex from a very early age,
but our super repressed parents did their best to be sure that we
grew up as sexually ignorant and repressed as they had.
Fortunately their best wasn't good enough. Todd and I both had
friends who new what their siblings looked like naked, and more
than a few admitted to doing more than just look."

"When we would come home from school we were always closely
supervised, but we would talk. We would talk about our friends
and what they had experienced. And we would talk about the
differences between us, and what it was like to be a boy or a
girl. Before very long Todd, who, being a year older and a male,
always took the lead, was constantly pushing me to open up more.
I didn't need a lot of pushing either. All the talk, and the
mental images were very stimulating to me even at the age of nine
and ten when this started going beyond tickles, jokes and
whispers."

"Finally, one day after school, Todd and I were kind of daring
each other. You know the kind of thing, you show me yours I'll
show you mine. I was just as curious as he was. It wasn't like he
was making me do anything I didn't want to do. And the idea of
showing a boy my pussy was terribly exciting. Even if the boy was
only Todd!"

"So we both dropped trou and got our first looks at what the
other half looked like. I was ten and Todd was eleven. I was in
awe. I had heard from my friends what guys looked like and it
sounded ugly and stupid. I mean, all that stuff just hanging out
there like that, yuck! But it wasn't ugly, it was fascinating.
The first couple of times all we did was look. Then at night I
would lay in bed and imagine what he looked like and what it must
feel like. But more than that I thought about him seeing and
touching me and I got so excited I couldn't sleep. Then, finally,
we progressed to exploring. At first it was mutual but we were
just standing, facing each other and really couldn't see much. So
we worked out a schedule. First I would lay down and he could
explore my pussy for five minutes. Then we would change places."

"I loved touching him as much as I loved being touched. That was
how he had his first orgasm when he was twelve. Just from me
touching his cock and balls for fifteen minutes. We both found
that we loved being touched so we had increased the time of
exploration from five minutes. One day I was playing with him,
not jerking him off or anything, just laying between his legs and
moving my fingers over his cock and balls and suddenly he tensed
up and started cumming all over his stomach and chest. At first I
thought he was peeing! He was groaning and pumping his hips and
really making a mess."

"Over the next three years we progressed very slowly until about
six months ago we started giving each other head. I had tasted
his cum out of curiosity. I put my finger in a puddle of it and
licked it off my finger. It isn't the best tasting treat in the
world but the idea of doing it is so fucking sexy! A couple of
times I would make him cum and then lick some of it off of his
stomach. By then he was making me cum too. At first just with his
fingers, but he started using his tongue and it was fantastic. I
was pissed that we had waited so long to do it. By that time I
had started growing a pretty decent set of tits. Even when I was
just twelve I had a pretty good handful. And I loved it when Todd
looked at them, or touched them, or sucked them. You know he
isn't much of a lover. But it is so exciting to be naked with a
guy and be touched and kissed. Oh god, when I first came down the
stairs and saw you with your pants down and your cock sticking
out my mouth started watering. I had to work so hard to act like
I had never seen one and didn't want to."

"That was as far as we got until Todd took my cherry a few hours
ago."

While she had told her little tale my cock had gotten harder and
harder and now it was nestled between her thighs and throbbing
against her tight little pussy. Even after all of the orgasms I
had today, I still wanted to play some more. Or at least my dick
did. But I just pulled her close and enjoyed the heat of her
crotch on my dick and went to sleep at long last. 

In the morning I went downstairs to find kitty already up. There
was a pot of coffee already brewed. She had poured herself a cup,
but she looked at me nervously, not sure if she should have done
that without permission. I appreciated the coffee being ready,
but I didn't want her getting comfortable and didn't even speak
to her. I just sat down and she brought me a cup. I showed her
how I liked it so that she could do that for me from now on.
Although I hated her passionately, it was nice having an
attractive naked woman waiting on you hand and foot.

Kitty looked nervous and I could tell she wanted to say
something. But I was enjoying her discomfort so I didn't say
anything. Finally she said, "Master, can kitty have permission to
speak?"

I looked at her sternly for a moment, as though I was thinking
about it and then I asked her what she wanted.

"Master, yesterday, while we were out, the gardener was here and
did the yard work. Normally, if we are not here to pay him on
Saturday, he comes around Sunday morning for his money."

I looked at her, I could see the dread written all over her face.
She wanted desperately not to have to be seen naked by a man whom
she had undoubtedly treated with disdain for however long he had
done the yard work. The stupid cunt should have known better than
to ask. Had she been smart she would have said nothing and hoped
to be out of the house, or at least too busy to open the door
when the guy came. 

"What you are saying is, you don't want the poor, hardworking
slob that you have treated so badly for all this time to see you
naked?" I asked her, a note of almost genuine concern in my
voice.

"Yes Master. Your kitty begs you not to make her....." her voice
kind of trailed off. She knew she had fucked up by the grin on my
face. 

I told her that when the doorbell rang she would answer it. She
would answer it as though she were fully dressed. She would throw
the door open wide and invite the man into the living room while
she pays him.

She closed her eyes and exhaled sharply. She remembered her
instructions to be more vocal and said, "Yes Master." The despair
in her voice was giving me a hard on, but I didn't want to waist
it on her.

Shortly after our conversation ended the rest of the people in
the house started drifting into the room. Everyone was dressed
except for kitty. Well, Ed wore only panties, so he wasn't all
that dressed I guess. They actually looked kind of cute on him!

Once we were all there I had kitty make us breakfast. It was
still fun watching her work in the nude. I wondered how long
before she got over her self consciousness.

After breakfast I warned everyone that the gardener would be
coming by and that I wanted kitty to open the door when he
arrived. We went into the living room and read the Sunday paper
and I watched my Sunday morning news shows. Claire curled up on
the sofa beside me with her head on my thigh. Somehow that made
the news more exciting. 

Ed and kitty came in after they finished cleaning up the kitchen.
I made them kneel just inside the door until someone ordered them
to do something else. 

I finished the paper and while I toyed lightly with Claire's
wonderful body I discussed the future with Phil. 

He said he was 55 years old. I was surprised, he looked older. He
said that being a PI was getting to be a very nasty job. He was
fed up with people and didn't want to play anymore. He thought,
in light of his sudden monetary windfall, that he would probably
just go ahead and retire. He didn't owe anyone anything. He
didn't have that many wants and needs. He didn't see any reason
why he couldn't live out his life in his new mother-in-law suite
and be quite happy there. 

I was going to call my boss tomorrow and take a leave of absence,
but I had not decided anything definite about my future. I was
too young to retire. It would be nice to travel some before
settling back down to the old grind. Take an Alaskan cruise, see
Hawaii, Australia, New Zealand. Take some Caribbean cruises. I
could take Claire along when she wasn't in school. I was suddenly
struck by the depth of my affection for that girl. I realized
that I had no desire to visit those places and leave her behind.
This could get dangerous!

Finally the doorbell rang just before noon. I saw kitty blanch
and start at the sound. She didn't hesitate though. She got up
and went to the door and threw it open wide. I couldn't see her
directly, I could only see the reflection in the mirror in the
foyer. I could not see the gardener's face, but I could imagine.


Kitty stood back as the gardener apologized but she said, "Oh
that's quite alright Carl. Please, come in and let me get you
your money." She said all the right words, but her voice quivered
with the fear and humiliation she was feeling.

"Oh no ma'am," Carl said nervously, "I can come back when
you.....well, when you have more time." He was more nervous than
kitty was!

"Nonsense," kitty said, she was obviously afraid of what would
happen to her if she didn't get him into the living room. "I
insist, come on in." I saw her take him by his wrist and pull him
into the foyer and close the door quickly. The house is a long
way from the sidewalk, but she wasn't taking any chances.

Carl came to a sudden stop when he got to the door of the living
room and saw us all looking up. He was a very large, middle aged
black man. And he was very nervous about being so close to a
naked woman in her living room in front of her husband and her
kids. 

She finally pulled him into the room and then told him not to
move. He looked everywhere but at kitty as he waited.

"Hi Carl," I said. "You seem uncomfortable. Please, relax. And by
all means, enjoy the view. Don't you think kitty is attractive?"

He grinned at me and said, "Yes, she is very good looking. Great
body. Now to the best of my knowledge here hasn't been a black
man lynched around here in more than a hundred years. I don't
want to be the first. I just want my money."

I grinned at him. He spoke well and sounded quite intelligent. I
said again, "Please, relax. Really. We aren't planning to trick
you. Nobody here is in he Klan. We are just trying to humiliate
and humble kitty. How long have you been doing the gardening for
these people?"

"Almost five years," Carl said, obviously getting curious now.

"And I am willing to bet that for that entire five years kitty
has treated you like shit, right?"

"Yes sir," Carl said with a smile. "But I get to expect that
around this neighborhood."

"First of all, please, call me Dave. I have just become the owner
of kitty and her husband. I won't go into the details. It's a
long story. As of yesterday she does everything I say. I fully
intend to teach her a little humility. I am sure you agree it is
a lesson she badly needs to learn."

"Yes sir, um, yes Dave, she has definitely been one of the most
condescending and obnoxious young ladies I have ever had to deal
with. But I have a family to feed so I put up with it."

Kitty was standing beside Carl now with the cash in her hand
waiting for whatever came next. She didn't know how far it was
going to go, but she knew she wouldn't like it.

For now, though, Carl and I ignored her. 

"Well," I said, "I don't want to jeopardize your marriage,
assuming that you are married, but how would you like to help me
take kitty down a peg or two?"

Carl looked at kitty and the look of absolute terror on her face
did his heart good. "Yes, I do believe I would enjoy helping you
to teach her to be a better person."

"Yesterday, everyone in this room, and a lot of other people too,
had sex with her. It was a very humbling experience for her. But
she has a long way to go. I was thinking that it would be really
good for her if you were to allow her to suck your cock for a
while and then, if you want to of course, fuck the shit out of
her. What do you think?"

"Right here in front of everyone?" he asked.

"We would all love to see it. I find the idea of you doing it in
front of her husband and her two kids especially erotic. However,
if you feel we would inhibit you so much that you could not enjoy
her charms, then I am sure we can provide you with some
privacy."

While he was thinking about it he reached out and took the money
from her and put it in his pocket. Then he reached up and grabbed
one of her breasts and squeezed it. Her nipples were still red
and sore, of course, and she winced and squealed in pain. We all
watched as the white flesh of her tit squeezed out between his
large black fingers. "You have been a horrible bitch over the
years, haven't you? Talking down to me. Nitpicking  every little
thing I do. And bad-mouthing me to your neighbors. Yes, they told
me some of the things you said about how lazy and worthless I
am."

"Oh god," kitty said, almost in a whisper. "Please forgive kitty
sir. Kitty is so sorry for being so condescending and for saying
those things to the neighbors. Kitty knows she was wrong."

Carl grinned at me and then pulled kitty into his arms and kissed
her roughly while one of his hands toyed with her new nipple
rings. I was disappointed that she didn't struggle, I guess she
knew it was going to happen. We all watched as his hands moved
over her body and his tongue probed her mouth. After a few
minutes he let her go and took off his shirt. Kitty stood waiting
fearfully as he kicked his shoes off and dropped his pants and
his shorts. She was the only one in the room that didn't look
immediately to see how well hung he was. 

And he was pretty well hung! A good eight inches at least of
thick black cock. He pushed her to her knees and she started
licking his cock and his balls. I offered only one caution. 

"You can do anything you want to the bitch, but don't mark her
up, and you can't fuck her ass, this time. She is going to be
making some porn movies and they don't want her marked up. And I
promised them her cherry ass."

He let her lick and suck him for a long time before he turned
around and bent over and ordered her to eat his ass out. She
obeyed instantly, stopping only a couple of times to gag. 

While kitty was eating his ass he glanced over at me and Claire
and smiled. "Not bad," he said between sharp intakes of breath.
"I could learn to enjoy this."

While we watched Claire was playing with my cock and I was
rubbing her pussy. She was whispering in my ear how hot she was
getting from watching the show. And how beautiful Carl's cock
looked. Sounded like she wouldn't mind tipping the gardener
herself!

Carl was fucking kitty's face now. He held her head tightly in
his large black hands and forced more and more of his large cock
into her mouth and throat. I was amazed at how much she was
taking into her mouth. She wasn't that far from being able to
deep throat that big cock. Maybe I would have to see how well she
could handle mine later.

Carl started swearing loudly and then he said, "Here it comes
bitch, get ready. And don't you spill a fucking drop!"

We all watched her struggle with what must have been a huge load
of cum. She was struggling to breathe and she was gagging, but
Carl ignored that and continued to paint her tonsils with cum
until the last drop was sucked out of him. He pulled his cock out
of her mouth slowly and ordered her to scoop up the cum that was
coming out of her nose and eat it before she licked him clean. 

It was kind of disgusting to watch, but I enjoyed it anyway. 

She cleaned the cum off of her face and then licked his cock, but
before she knew it she was sucking him again. He turned to me as
she sucked his cock, which seemed to be growing again. "You don't
mind if I have seconds do you, Dave?"

"Hell no," I said. "This is one of the most exciting sex shows I
have seen since yesterday!"

Carl laughed and pushed kitty onto her back. Then he dropped on
top of her and was trying to line up his cock with her tight
hole.

"Just a second there Carl. I think Claire would like to help you
put that thing into her mother, if you don't mind."

"That sounds like fun! Come on over here little girl and put your
hand around my cock and get it lined up with your mother's fine
cunt."

Claire smiled and kissed my cheek and went over and knelt down
with her face just inches from Carl's hip. She reached between
Carl and kitty and wrapped her hand around his big cock and
stroked it a few times before lining it up for him. 

"Oh girl! You are definitely mother's little helper aren't you?"
Carl said as he started slowly pushing his swollen member into
kitty.

Claire stretched out beside them and watched that big cock moving
rapidly in and out of her mother's pussy. After a few minutes she
reached up and ran her hands over his ass and then reached
between his legs and tickled his balls while he fucked her
mother.

"OH YOU SWEET BITCH!!!" Carl yelled and came far too quickly.
Even kitty was disappointed, she was starting to enjoy it! But it
is easy to understand how the circumstances would be irresistible
for poor Carl. 

Claire held onto Carl's balls until he finished fucking her mom
and then she sat up and watched close up as Carl got up and kitty
rose to her knees and sucked his cock and balls clean. While she
worked Claire continued to reach in and touch him. 

While Carl was getting dressed I ordered Claire to undress. I was
ready to burst now. I took a few moments to ask Carl how much he
was paid for the work he did here. 

"I get $100 a week," he said. "There is a lot of manual labor in
the back yard with all the plantings and having to be careful
around the pool, it's a big job."

"That was the amount you agreed upon then, $100? Is that what it
was five years ago when you started?"

"Yeah."

"Does she ever tip you?"

Carl chuckled and said, "No, this was the first time."

Everyone but Ed and kitty thought that was funny.

"kitty," I said, "Get him another $50. From now on you will pay
him $150 a week and anytime he wants, assuming you are home, he
can get another tip."

"Yes Master," kitty said, and bent over her purse to get the rest
of the money.

Carl was just as happy as kitty was unhappy with the new
arrangement. He walked over to where I was sitting with the naked
Claire now sitting on my lap. He took a moment to enjoy her
beauty before sticking out his hand and saying, "Dave, it has
been a pleasure to make you acquaintance. I appreciate everything
you have done for me. kitty knows how to get in touch with me if
you ever need anything. Please feel free to call."

I shook his hand and thanked him for his help with kitty. It had
been a very exciting meeting for me too and now I was going to
have to do something about it. I stood Claire on the floor in
front of me and got up and dropped my pants and shorts and then I
pulled her back onto my cock with her back to me. Carl stood
right there watching as Claire started bouncing up and down on my
cock, her tits swaying wildly as she fucked me for all she was
worth. It was obvious that she was as horny as I was, she started
cumming almost instantly. When she started cumming she would go
crazy jumping up and down on my cock and then get back into a
steady rhythm until her next orgasm. It was driving me crazy and
I finally had to throw her on the floor (well, place her on the
floor rapidly) and jump her bones. She wrapped her legs around my
waist and her arms around my back and we had the best fuck of our
lives. God that girl is so fucking hot!

"Son of a bitch!" Carl said in awe, then he said good bye and saw
himself out. Kitty was busy with Todd and Phil.

That afternoon I sent Claire and kitty to the store to get kitty
some thigh highs to wear to work. They were both wearing slut
clothes and Claire told me that they had been followed all around
the mall by four teenage boys. She said that it was too bad I
hadn't been there. We might have had some fun.

I told kitty she had best get to work on her outfit for tomorrow.
I wanted to see it on her before she went to bed tonight. And I
told Todd, who was standing behind her to control himself. He was
going to be a movie star tomorrow, but he would have to cum at
least two or three times so he better start saving up. He tried
to convince me that he didn't need to save up, and he was
probably right, but he could stand to learn a little self
control.

Kitty went upstairs and came back with one of her typical power
business suits. I told her to put it on and then showed her what
would have to be altered. The buttons would need to be removed
from the jacket and sixteen inches of material removed from the
skirt to raise the hemline up to where I required it. She shook
her head imperceptibly and took off the outfit and pulled out her
sewing kit and went to work. It took her nearly three hours but
she did a passable job on it. I suggested that she pick out the
other skirts and dresses that would be used for work and have
them hemmed professionally. "Yes Master."

I went upstairs with her and looked through her tops. She had
almost none that were acceptable. I told her that from now on she
would only wear see-through tops. She went through her closet and
pulled out three that would do. I guess we would have to go
shopping again. I told her to dress so I could see how she would
look. I knew the people she worked with, and I knew her bosses.
Some of them would act scandalized by what she wore tomorrow, I
knew. But I also knew that most, if not all of them would love
the look on her. 

Kitty has great legs and her thighs were exposed up to about
three inches below her pussy. I made her sit down and her skirt
pulled up exposing her slit plainly. The guys were going to love
it! I was less pleased with the top. When the jacket fell open I
could see her breasts, but I knew her well enough to know that
she would be very careful about letting it fall open. Still, it
was a starting point.

"kitty," I said, "when you are at work tomorrow the men you work
with are going to act like your dress is inappropriate. But I
know most of them pretty well and I know that they will actually
love it. You may not say no to anyone tomorrow. If anyone, anyone
at all between the time you leave this house and the time you
come home, touches you, or propositions you, you are to smile and
allow whatever liberty is being taken. Keep in mind that I know
everyone you work with, I will find out if you fuck it up. Got
it?"

"Yes Master. Master, can kitty ask you a question?"

"Yes kitty, what do you want now?"

"Master told kitty that Master wanted her to keep her job and
bring home her money. Master, kitty is afraid that if kitty does
what Master has ordered kitty will lose her job."

"I am sure that there will be some raised eyebrows, maybe even
questions. If any of the other partners says anything to you,
call me on my cell and let me know."

"Yes Master."

The rest of the evening went by quickly. I went to bed early and
Claire went with me. Phil took kitty with him to keep Todd from
losing his willpower. I didn't think to tell him he couldn't use
his father, but I guess he was so consumed by lust for his mother
right then that he didn't think of it either.

The next day I called my boss and told him that I needed a leave
of absence. I knew I was not being fair to him, but I needed to
keep my eye on things here for a little while at least. 

Phil went into his office. He had a couple of cases he had agreed
to handle before he found out he was eligible for retirement. He
felt obligated to finish those up and clear out his office. He
also gave me the name of a lawyer that he felt would be perfect
for handling the rearranging of the motts small fortune.

The kids went off to school, reluctantly. I had to make Claire
change clothes. She wanted to wear one of the outfits from the
porn shop to school! I explained that we didn't want either the
school counselor or someone from Department of Child Services
coming around investigating. 

She understood, but stuck her tongue out at me anyway, so I
pulled her close and put her tongue in my mouth where it
belonged. Then I pushed both of them out the door.

Once I was alone in the house I called the lawyer and made an
appointment. I was nervous about this part of the plan. Lawyers
have obligations and oaths. If I couldn't convince the attorney
that what I was doing was, in a strange way, ethical, this could
be a big problem.

Phil came home for lunch and I asked about the attorney. I told
him my concerns and he said I shouldn't worry. He called and
talked to him first thing this morning and gave him a quick
overview and the guy seemed anxious to help. I assumed that the
lawyer expected a comfortable fee. What the hell, it ain't my
money!

Phil gave me a ride to my house so I could get my car. I went in
and got the personal belonging I wanted to take with me and
packed a couple of suitcases. I packed one box with my books and
put my computer in the trunk to bring over to the mott house, or
my new house. Whatever. 

I arranged for a couple of storage areas in a temperature and
humidity controlled area. I have a lot of books I wanted to
protect. Then I arranged for some movers to pack up what was left
and put it in storage. That would take place on Friday. My last
call was to Carl. I told him I was cleaning my house out and
putting it on the market. I asked if he knew of anyone that would
clean it for me after everything was out. 

He was happy to hear from me because his wife and daughter just
happened to have a cleaning service and would be happy to take
care of that. I arranged to let him pick up the key this Saturday
when he was working at the mott house and they could do it at
their leisure. 

I stopped by my office and had a talk with my boss. I told him
that I was moving and putting a lot of my stuff in storage. He
assumed that I was doing this because of Mel, and in a way that
was correct. I told him that I was sure I wouldn't need more than
two weeks, probably less and he was relieved. It hadn't been that
long since I started pulling my weight around the office after
the loss of my wife. He really was a nice guy and I hated making
things hard on him. 

Finally I drove to my new home and put my things away. I set my
computer up in the sitting area of the master bedroom. This house
was huge, it had to be somewhere between 8,000 and 10,000 square
feet. And it had a four car garage! 

Ed was the first one home and I had him take me back to my house
to get my bike. I rode it back to their place and used up one of
the spots in the garage. My car was nothing special and could
stay outside, but the bike goes in the garage.

By six o'clock everyone was home. We ate a light supper and I had
kitty tell me about her day. 

She paused for a second and then said, "Master, kitty went to
work today and, as Master instructed kitty behaved as though
nothing were different. Kitty was careful not to keep adjusting
her jacket and at one time or another almost every man at the
office saw kitty's tits. Kitty had only been at work for half an
hour when kitty's boss came in. Mr. Jeffries looked concerned
when he saw how kitty was dressed. Mr. Jeffries walked to kitty's
desk and as he asked kitty if everything was alright, he noticed
that kitty's cunt was exposed by her short skirt. Kitty told him
that everything was fine and thanked Mr. Jeffries for his
concern. Mr. Jeffries returned to his office, but all day long
the men from the office came in and came over to kitty's desk to
look at kitty's pussy. By the end of the day all of the men and
most of the women that kitty works with had seen kitty's tits and
cunt. Before kitty left the office Mr. Jeffries called on the
intercom and told kitty to be in his office at 8:00 AM tomorrow
Master."

It was finally time to go to the studio for kitty's big acting
debut. I ordered kitty to put on a modest little sundress and
some attractive but not too slutty underwear. Then we piled into
my Towncar for the trip to the studio. I wouldn't want be sitting
where Claire was, that hump in the middle of the front seat, but
I am pretty sure my town car was more comfortable and roomier
than that Bentley. I was disappointed, they seem be making
everything smaller now!

This time when we pulled up in front of the barn there were a
dozen cars there. We went inside and man did heads turn when they
saw kitty and Claire. They had just finished filming another
movie and were getting ready for kitty's big debut. Eric
introduced everyone but I forgot everyone's name as soon as I
heard it. He showed us the living room set that we would be using
and then he led us to the little room in the corner that was
where they did make up. Kitty was made to undress and a young
woman and a very effeminate man put makeup all over her body.
While they were doing her make up Eric showed her the two page
script. It was typically inane and had no bearing on real life.
But who cared, right?

Todd was also reading his lines and had stripped down eagerly so
that when they finished with mom they could do his make up. What
a trooper!

The makeup people finished with mom quickly and then went over
Todd. As soon as they were done we all went out to the set. 

Phil and Ed and Claire and I stood in the back, out of the way,
and watched with great interest as the sound man did his thing
and the camera men got ready and the director got everything set
up and rolling. 

First an announcer read a blurb about the stars, Todd and kitty
mott, being a real life mother and son couple. It was explained
that the mother was being blackmailed and forced into making this
movie against her will. When he had finished the announcer moved
over against the wall to stand and watch with us. 

It was hard not to laugh as they struggled to get their lines, or
a version of them, out. But I looked at the people watching and
they were all excited by the reality of what was going on. They
knew that it was in fact a mother-son couple and that the mother
was actually being blackmailed and forced. They obviously found
that exciting.

We watched as Todd and kitty performed nearly every sex act know
to man, except anal sex of course. They licked and sucked and
fucked and 69'd. The kid came at least four times, but poor kitty
never quite got there, although she faked it obviously several
times. The recording went on for nearly two hours. The quality of
the acting wasn't as important as the reality being presented.

The director was finally satisfied and told everyone to take a
break. Eric came over to me and asked me to step outside. When we
did he told me that he had an idea for a quickie that we could
knock off in less than an hour that would make me $5,000. 

He didn't know that the money was going to Phil, but I let that
pass. "What do you have in mind?," I asked.

"I have a guy that just came in to work on another movie and the
actress crapped out on me.  How about if we make a short movie
where  mom loses her ass cherry with the two kids holding her
down and helping him rape her?"

I thought that idea had promise. I reminded Eric that although I
didn't care if she were hurt I didn't want her harmed. At least
not yet. I didn't want any tears in her ass that would require
medical attention.

Eric said, "No problem this guy isn't abnormal or anything, and I
will make sure he takes some time to stretch her out. In fact we
can make that part of the movie."

"And you want both kids?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm thinking the guy makes the announcement again, then
they hold her while he tears her clothes off. Then they hold her
down while he plays with her ass and stretches her out and lubes
her up. Then the daughter puts his cock in for him and goes
around and gets momma to eat her out. Oh wait! I got it! Momma
comes home and finds the kids making out and this strange pervert
watching. They are kissing and making out and they undress each
other and then momma comes in. They hold her down and she fights
a little and then you know the rest. What do you think?"

Yeah, I know. The part about some stranger pervert just standing
there watching is kind of weak, but I suppose that is their
problem. I said OK and called Claire and Todd out into the large
center room where we were standing to explain it to them. While
we were talking Eric was explaining to the man who would be
taking kitty's ass cherry what we had planned. 

The kids thought it was a great idea and Todd went back inside
and got dressed. The sound and camera crew talked with Eric and
they decided that instead of moving to one of the bedroom sets it
would make more sense if they stayed in the living room. And they
would save a few bucks because everything was already set up.

The makeup people took kitty and Todd back and cleaned them up
and got them ready for the next scene. The also got Claire ready.
Her outfit was a little sluttier than they wanted so they dug
through some of the clothing that they had on hand and found her
a more prim and proper ensemble. 

Kitty was the only one that didn't know what was going to happen
and she stood outside with one of the security men while we went
in for the first part of the filming. 

The announcer made another quickly prepared announcement. He said
that the audience was about to see a two part movie. In the first
part a 15 year old boy and a 14 year old girl who were brother
and sister were going to make out and undress for the pleasure of
a pervert recruited for that purpose. Before the poor boy can
fuck his sister, however, there stick-up-her-ass mother is going
to come in and catch them. 

The kids will then help the pervert rape mom, taking her ass
cherry for your enjoyment.

I noticed that the announcer was always careful not to appear on
camera for these illegal little epic films.

The pervert stood at the end of the couch and watched as Todd and
Claire started kissing and touching. They quickly started
undressing each other and even managed to get in a little oral
sex before the door opened and kitty was pushed inside and
started screaming at the kids as she had been instructed.

They jumped up and grabbed their mother and held her arms as the
pervert, obviously upset at having his show disturbed, slapped
kitty's face a couple of times to shut her up. Then he started
ripping her dress and then her underwear off. It was kind of fun
to watch.

As soon as she was naked they bent her over a large ottoman and
the kids held her down while the man started forcing his fingers
into her ass. I hadn't seen them put it there but I noticed a
small glass, which I assumed contained lube, hidden on the side
of the ottoman where it couldn't be seen by the camera. The guy
dipped his fingers into the lube several times and force first
one, then two and finally three fingers into kitty's tight ass.
She was screaming and begging and she was definitely not acting
as her ass was stretched out. 

Claire said something I didn't catch to Todd and he held both of
kitty's arms. Claire moved down and started massaging the man's
cock, getting him nice and hard. Then she leaned forward and
kissed it and sucked it for a moment before she discretely used
her fingers to lube it up from the glass on the floor. Then she
smiled at the guy and guided his cock to her mother's asshole. 

Todd held on tight, kitty was really bucking and screaming as the
man started forcing his cock into her ass. Claire stayed where
she was and watched in awe as inch by inch his cock forced it's
way into her mom's ass. 

The guy was hung about as well as I was so I suppose she could
take it without too much damage. 

Kitty settled down a little once he started stroking. She was
still moaning in pain, but she wasn't fighting it anymore. Claire
moved back up to the other end of the ottoman and grabbed her
mother's hair. She held her head up and pushed her pussy into
kitty's face. 

Kitty had her eyes shut and didn't know what was going on at
first. When she felt Claire's pubic hair on her lips she opened
her eyes, groaned and said "Oh god, please no. Not that Claire."

But Claire wasn't taking no for an answer. She pulled harder on
her mother's hair and finally kitty gave up and started licking
her sweet young pussy. She wasn't doing a very good job. I guess
it is hard to concentrate when someone is shoving a large pole up
inside your virgin ass. But she managed to bring Claire to a nice
little orgasm.

Meanwhile, Todd had moved down and, like a good son, had reached
under his mother and was playing with her clit. I was surprised
to see that kitty was actually starting to get into it. In fact,
she managed to cum just before the guy raping her ass! 

The guy in her ass pulled out finally and then pulled her around
and forced his nasty cock into her mouth. She had no fight left
in her and was quite docile as he forced his cock in and out of
her mouth. As soon as he was finished that little bastard, Todd,
actually had it up again and he fucked her for the third or
fourth time tonight. Really makes you hate fucking kids!

The crew put everything away and Eric took the film into his
office. By the time he came back the kids had dressed but I had
made kitty remain naked. I thought the crew might want a sample.
I was right. 

Kitty fucked and sucked all five men, two of them twice, before
she was allowed to clean up and get dressed.

Eric and I agreed that it would be better to do these movies on
Saturday because this was much too late for kids this young to be
up on a school night. So we set a time for Saturday at 10:00 AM
and I let Ed drive us home. 

I suppose kitty had not had all that good a time tonight, and
although Ed must have had regrets and reservations, I noticed his
cock was hard most of the evening. The rest of us, however, had
had a very exciting evening. I even think Todd was finally sated,
for tonight at least. Which was good because I was pretty sure
that Phil had plans for kitty.

When we got home Todd went right to bed and Phil took kitty with
him to bed. I almost felt sorry for Ed. He must have the biggest
case of major league blue balls right now! I had an idea on how
to humiliate him a little and give him a little relief at the
same time. I whispered in Claire's ear to go over and play with
good old dad and get him off in his panties with her hand. She
grinned and took her clothes off and went to stand behind him and
rubbed her tits all over his back and moved her hands around on
his chest and belly. She worked her hands down and slid them over
the little panties he was wearing. I noticed that there was a
huge wet spot on the front, he must have leaked a pint of lube
this evening. He was instantly hard and I don't think it took
more than a minute for him to dump a messy load inside his
panties. 

Claire and I went to bed and after a quick, mutually satisfying
fuck we went to sleep. I don't like staying up late on school
nights either. I was tired and mostly all I had done was watch!

Things went a little smoother for most of us the next morning.
Unfortunately, not for kitty. We had not given her time to
shorten anything to wear to work and she wouldn't be able to pick
up the outfits she had dropped off to be shortened until the end
of the week. So she had to get up at 4:00 AM to shorten another
skirt. 

Phil went off to work after breakfast and he dropped the kids off
at school. I had no place to be so I waited until everyone had
left and I put my sweats on and went for a jog. I got back to the
house at 7:30 and called Mr. Jeffries.

Because of the circumstances of Mel's termination and her
subsequent death, I imagine he was very reluctant to take the
call, but after a brief pause he came on the line. I told him
that I had concrete proof that Mel had been drugged by the motts
and raped by that boy under their direction. I had the original
recording and sworn statements to prove it. but I didn't want him
to do anything about it. At least not yet. I was exacting my
revenge on Phyllis and Ed in my own way. I would continue to do
so whether he went along or not. But it would be more fun if he
played along. I offered to show him the evidence, but I didn't
want to bring it into the office. 

Mr. Jeffries agreed to postpone his morning meeting with Phyllis,
I mean kitty, and come right over. I got everything ready and in
45 minutes he was at the door. When he saw the movie he actually
cried. He had really been fond of Mel and had hated what he had
felt that he had to do. I showed him the sworn statements and
laid out everything I had done and all the plans I had. I left
out the part about screwing Claire. I'm not that stupid!

I told him that from now on Phyllis would be ordered to dress
like a conservative slut at work. I also told him that I had
ordered her to never say no to anyone. She was to obey any order,
and to accept without challenge any invasion of her clothing or
her person. 

I told him that it should be kept from getting out of hand.
Phyllis needed to think that anything that happened at work
happened independently of anything I did. If she thought I had
called up and dropped a dime on her the charade would be over. I
thought it important for the charade to continue as long as
possible.

"So anyone at the office can walk up to Phyllis at any time and
grab her breast or stick a finger up into her vagina?" Mr.
Jeffries asked.

"Well, you are partly right. She doesn't have breasts and a
vagina, she has tits and a cunt. And you might want to be careful
with her tits for a week or two, I just had some rather large
rings inserted into them."

"I knew it!" Mr. Jeffries exclaimed. "I saw them yesterday, but I
couldn't believe it, not of Phyllis!"

"Yes sir, I took her to a biker bar last Saturday and sat her out
on the deck in back and an audience of somewhere around 20 or 30
bikers watched as she had her nipples pierced, painfully, with a
very large needle. And then the biker that did it bent her over
the railing and fucked her in front of everyone as his tip."

"I'll be a son of a bitch!" Mr. Jeffries exclaimed. "OK. I don't
have a problem with anything that happens to that bitch after
seeing what you have showed me this morning. I will play along
and try to keep things under control at the office. But you have
to know that most of those guys are high power attorneys and I
have found that the one thing those men seem to have in common,
and many of the women too for that matter, is a very high sex
drive. You know them all so you know what I am talking about. I
am sure that at one time or another every one of them hit on Mel
while she was there."

"Yes," I said, smiling fondly as I remembered her coming home and
telling me about all of those desperate attempts to get into her
pants. "We had quite a few laughs when she would come home and
tell me in vivid detail. Some of those guys are pretty
resourceful."

As he stood to leave he said, "Dave, I wish to god I had known. I
am sick to my stomach about this. I have never in my life hit a
woman, but I want nothing more than to go back to the office and
crush that bitch's face with my fist. It will be very hard to
stay in character and drag this out. But I give you my word that
I will try." 

I held out my hand to shake but he grabbed me and gave me a hug
and said, "I don't want to drag this out too long though. I want
the people who worked with Mel and couldn't believe those awful
charges against her to know the truth. She was loved and
respected at work and a lot of people never did believe it. I saw
the evidence and I couldn't believe it."

I said that I didn't think it would take more than a month to
reach the point that this charade could finally be dropped and
she would take her rightful place in her destroyed life.

Mr. Jeffries returned to his office. I couldn't wait to hear
about kitty's day when she got home this evening. But I had to
get ready, I had an appointment in less than an hour with an
attorney. 

I gathered up all of the financial and personal information I had
accumulated on the motts. I also brought along the evidence file
I had, in case the attorney was skeptical. I got to his office in
plenty of time and partially completed a client information card.


I was his first appointment after lunch so I didn't have to wait.
I was ushered in and was surprised. He was a very large,
respectable looking man. I was more than little nervous about the
things I would have to say to him, despite Phil's reassurances.

He met me as I was coming in and led me away from his desk to
some very comfortable leather chairs in a corner. He offered me a
drink, which I declined and we got started. We did the
introductions and then he told me that he had some idea of what
was involved, but he would like a little more detail, since he
could be disbarred and imprisoned for doing what I was asking.

I felt guilty continuing. I had no desire to put anyone in
jeopardy.  But I figured that if I was going to have to find a
lawyer to break the law for me I would prefer that it be an
honest one, if you get my drift.

I told him the story from the beginning. I showed him the
evidence file and he watched the first five minutes of the DVD I
had brought in. He couldn't stand to see any more and I didn't
really want any more people than had to, to see it. 

Next I outlined what I had planned. I told him I intended to
destroy both of them, financially, socially, even mentally. I
wanted them to be total societal outcasts, with no futures but
the ones I provided for them, which would be unpleasant at best.

But the kids were another story. The boy was a bit weird, but
what teenage boy wasn't. And the girl was an angel. I wanted to
become legally responsible for them. I wanted to manage the money
in trust for them. I explained that I wanted to give Phil a
million dollars. That was his reward and his retirement fund. But
he was going to stay on and help me with my goal of destroying
the motts. I went on to say that once things were running as I
had planned I intended to go back to work. I didn't want any of
the money beyond what was needed from the motts income for
household and family expenses. If he needed some assurances as to
my honesty and trustworthiness I was reasonably sure that I could
provide them. If he would like to talk to any or all of the
people involved he was welcome to do so.

He thought for a while, he looked over the financial statements.
He pointed out a few problem areas, but said that if I was in
absolute control of the motts and able to acquire their
signatures as required, this would actually be very simple. And
furthermore, after seeing what they had done, he would take great
pleasure in doing anything he could to help.

He asked if I intended to adopt the kids. I told him that I
probably would not. I didn't tell him that, in the back of my
mind, there was always that little problem of me being in love
with a 14 year old girl. The age of consent in this state was 16.
Suddenly I was struck by the idea that there were states where
the age of consent was 14! Or at least there used to be. Probably
still were. 

"I guess I had better tell you the rest of the story," I said
reluctantly. "I was going to keep this to myself, believe me I
know how it will sound."

He looked at me curiously, but waited for me to continue.

"I did not intend for this to happen, and I know I am breaking
all kinds of laws. But the daughter, the very underage daughter,
and I, have fallen in love. I swear to you I am not a child
molester. Or at least I was not until I met her. And I was not
the seducer in this relationship. I admit I did not resist, and
yes, I know that I had an obligation to do so. Be that as it may,
I find myself head over heels in love with a girl that is nearly
eleven years my junior. And there is no question in my mind that
those feelings are reciprocated. She is remarkably mature for her
age, and I did not separate her from her virginity. I also don't
know why I am rattling on like this. I know how it must look."

I continued, digging the hole a little deeper, "I had thought I
would wait until she was 16 and marry her. But as I sat here
telling you my plans for the kids it suddenly occurred to me that
there were, or there used to be, states where the age of consent
was lower."

He laughed out loud at my discomfort. "Phil told me that you were
in a relationship with the underage daughter. He didn't tell me
it was love, I find your honesty, and yes your integrity,
refreshing. And if you wish I will look into the marriage laws
for you. Actually if you were to marry her it would simplify my
work considerably." 

We talked for another half hour. He had his secretary make copies
of the financial documents and he said he would get in touch when
he had everything worked out. I gave him my cell phone number and
went home.

The kids were already home when I arrived, and, much to my
surprise they were sitting at the kitchen table doing homework. I
walked in and kissed Claire. Then I gave Todd a hug. I told them
that I had talked to the attorney and that I would be legally
responsible for them soon, if that was what they wanted. I
reassured them that except for Phil's award they would get all
the money, I wasn't doing this for the money and didn't want any.
I was reasonably certain that for the foreseeable future the
motts could provide more than adequate funds to run the
household. And in a couple of weeks I would be going back to
work. I make a couple of hundred thousand a year and have no
expenses so I'm not worried about getting by.

I helped them a little with their homework, but they are both
smart kids and didn't really need me. I went into the room over
the garage where I had set up my computer and got it up and
working. I needed to call the cable company tomorrow and get a
modem installed at this address. I wanted a separate modem and
address from the ones the kids used.

While I was fiddling with the computer I heard a noise and looked
up and saw Claire standing in the door watching me. I smiled and
invited her in. I noticed she wasn't smiling and I asked her what
was wrong. 

I was laying on the floor behind the computer desk straightening
out the wiring mess and she came over and sat down beside me.

"Legally responsible," she said quietly, "is that like a
parent?"

"Not exactly," I said. "It makes me responsible for things like
medical and legal decisions until you are of age. It is not an
adoption. I won't be your new father. But protecting you and
guiding you and educating you will be my responsibility. I can
use all the help I can get from you guys, because I am still
trying to figure my life out."

"OK," she said and then was quiet for a few minutes. "But I don't
want you to be my dad." 

I stopped what I was doing and sat up and pulled her to me and
held her and said, "What's the matter sweetheart?"

"I love you," she responded, with a bit of anguish in her voice.
"I am too young for you, and you are too old for me. I know that
any adult in their right minds will tell me that I am too young
and I don't know what I want. But I think they are wrong. I do
know what I want. I understand that there are some serious flaws
in our relationship. I doubt if I am the only 14 year old in the
country in love with a 25 year old man. But I am probably the
only one who loves the man that has enslaved her parents. I am
probably the only one who loves the man who takes her to biker
bars to get her nipples pierced and takes her to an old barn in
the country to make porn movies with her brother and her mother.
I know that is abnormal in the extreme. And I know that I don't
want you to be my father, because I would marry you tomorrow if
it were legal, and girls don't really want to marry their dads."

I kissed the top of her head and hugged her tight and said,
almost in a whisper, "The lawyer is looking to see if there are
still any states where it is legal to marry at the age of 14."

She looked up so fast that she hit my jaw and I bit my tongue.
But it didn't hurt as bad as it was funny to see the look on her
face. She pushed me down and sat on my stomach and started
slapping me and yelling, "When were you going to fucking tell me,
god damn it! You scared the hell out of me!"

"Don't make me wash your fucking mouth out with soap, god damn
it!" I said and we hugged and laughed and rolled around on the
floor for a minute before I stood up and picked her up and took
her to our room. 

I tossed her on the bed and lay down beside her and we just held
each other for a while. I couldn't get rid of that nagging
feeling that I was still molesting a child. But there was no way
I was going to stop. I loved her. I think I loved her just as
much as I loved Mel. And that is a lot. I know she is not fully
matured. But she is more mature than most kids her age. Or at
least I think she is. Never having molested any other 14 year
olds I guess I couldn't really say.

Phil knocked on the bedroom door and apologized for interrupting.
I told him we were just resting, he hadn't interrupted anything.
He said that the lawyer had called him. He had really been
impressed and said that he felt not the slightest twinge of moral
anxiety about doing what I asked. He also said to tell you that
in the state of Alabama it is legal to marry at the age of 14
with the consent of both parents and without a court order.

He walked over to where we were sitting on the side of the bed
and mussed up Claire's beautiful blonde hair and said to me, "So,
you really love this crazy little bitch, huh?"

She grinned and kicked him in the shin and stuck her tongue out
at him, then said, "I may be little, but I could fuck you to
death you old fart!"

He picked her up and hugged her and said, "Yeah, I imagine you
could, but what a way to go!"

He kissed her on the forehead and dropped her back on the bed.
"You know," he said to me, "I have an idea you are struggling
with that decision, because I know you to be an honorable man.
But somehow it seems right. Now get your lazy asses downstairs,
supper is almost ready."

We followed Phil downstairs and into the kitchen. kitty was
cooking and Ed was setting the table. I just happened to be
looking at him when I saw him spot Claire. His cock twitched in
his little panties. I imagine he was remembering last night.

I got a beer out and sipped on it while watching a little news
and waiting for supper. I went in when I was called and sat down
to eat. I let kitty get most of the way through her meal, but
finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to ask about her day
at work.

I said, "kitty, did you have a good day at work?"

Her face turned red just thinking about it. I had the impression
she really didn't want to relive it for us here tonight. But she
answered, "No Master. Kitty had a terrible day at work."

"What happened," I asked, as if I were genuinely concerned for
her.

She replied, "Kitty's boss postponed the morning meeting with
kitty. So instead kitty sat at her desk and just like yesterday
men kept coming into the office and looking at my cunt. But now
they were doing more than looking. Not everyone, but some. Some
of them pulled kitty's jacket open and touched kitty's tits. They
played with kitty's nipple rings and tugged on them and it hurt
kitty. And then men started putting their fingers in kitty's
cunt. kitty was worried because kitty's door was wide open and
people were always walking by."

"After lunch Mr. Jeffries called kitty into his office and  he
told kitty to close his door. He told kitty that he didn't know
why kitty had started to dress like a slut, but if kitty was
going to dress like a slut kitty was going to be treated like a
slut. Then kitty's boss pushed her to her knees and fucked
kitty's mouth."

"kitty was also fucked by the other two partners today Master.
They called kitty into their offices one at a time and made kitty
pull her top up so that they could see kitty's nipple rings. Then
they made kitty bend over their desks so that they could fuck
kitty. They all think kitty is a slut. Everyone at the office
thinks kitty is a slut now!"

"But kitty," I said, gently, "you are a slut now."

Kitty looked at me. I think that was when it actually dawned on
her. She was a slut! Miss uptight, stick up her ass Phyllis, was
now kitty the slut. And there was no going back.

I thought this would be a good time to change the subject. I
announced to everyone at the table that as soon as the necessary
paperwork could be completed and whatever legal obfuscation was
necessary to nominally comply with the laws of the state of
Alabama could be accomplished, we would be taking a trip to that
state so that Claire and I could become husband and wife. I
didn't mention that I would become Todd's legal guardian as well.
The less they knew the less trouble they could make by saying
something to the wrong person at the wrong time.

I am pretty sure I could have knocked Ed and kitty over with a
feather. Todd, on the other hand said, "NO SHIT!!! That's
fan-fuckin-tastic! But does that mean I can't fuck her anymore?"

I thought about that for a while and said, "Only on the set." 

That got a laugh out of everyone but mom and dad.

After dinner I gave kitty a break and let Ed do the clean up
while kitty prepared another outfit for tomorrow. She was running
out of business suits to alter so I went with her to her bedroom
and looked through her dresses. I saw one that I thought had
promise. It was a very sensuous sundress, silky and sexy and body
hugging. It included a small vest that came down to just below
her tits. Although the dress was one piece, it was made to look
like a two piece outfit, with a lacy top under the vest. I
ordered her to shorten it to the standard length and to remove
the lacy insert. I was pretty sure that with that piece removed
the only thing covering her tits would be the vest hanging
loosely over them. I had a feeling Gary was going to love this
when she got to work tomorrow.

I could see that she wasn't broken yet. It was obvious that she
wanted desperately to beg to at least keep the lace insert in
place. There was a pleading look in her eyes that absolutely
thrilled me to death.

I went back downstairs and got a surprise in the living room.
Claire and Phil and Todd were watching NCIS. But Ed couldn't see
it. He had his face in Todd's lap and was sucking his cock!

I laughed quietly to myself and looked at Claire who obviously
also found it amusing. I sat down beside her. Since NCIS was a
repeat I hadn't missed anything. Claire stretched out with her
head in my lap and I picked up the newspaper. 

I heard Todd cum after a few minutes but when Ed started to get
up Todd held him in place and said, "No Ed, hold it in your mouth
for a while. It feels good."

I guess I remember enough about being 15 to remember that I had
always been horny too. I just never considered a blowjob from my
father as a source of relief. Of course, had I suggested it I
would be dead now.

About an hour and a half later I saw kitty in her newly altered
dress coming down the stairs. She looked fantastic! I should be a
designer. I loved the way the bouncy little puff of skirt that
remained, moved when she walked, almost, but not quite exposing
her bald cunt. I got up and went over to her and opened the vest.
I had been right. The dress now came to just below the rings
through her nipples. Yeah, Gary was going to love this one.

The rest of the week was just much more of the same. Kitty was
being forced to suffer one indignity after another at work. She
was made to service Gary and the other two partners every day.
She had been gang banged in a store room Wednesday afternoon by
five of the attorneys and on Thursday she was sent down to the
mail room to fuck the two mail clerks! She was their bonus for
doing such a great job.

On Friday I saw to the removal of my belongings from my old house
and then talked to a realtor about the pros and cons of renting
versus selling. I decided that I had only held onto the house to
be close to Mel after she died. It didn't help. So I would go
ahead and put it on the market. I told the realtor that a crew
was going to clean the place up next week and that she could do a
market analysis at her leisure. I gave her my key and drove over
to make sure my stuff all got into storage OK. It isn't that I
didn't trust the movers. It's more like I didn't trust the
movers.

But they seemed to be doing a good job and had the furniture
separate from the other things the way I had requested. I didn't
see any sign of boxes not unloaded from the truck. So I tipped
the movers and locked up the storage rooms and drove home.

The kids were doing their homework. They obviously didn't need my
help. I remembered something I had forgotten to do today. I went
ahead and called the cable company and told them I needed to set
up another computer with a modem. We set an appointment about ten
days in the future. I was starting to go through email withdrawal
when it dawned on me that the kids had computers. I got Todd's
permission to use his computer to check my email. 

I went to his room and turned his computer on. I checked my two
accounts and erased all the spam and read and forwarded all the
jokes and sent a reply to a couple of actual messages. Then, just
for the hell of it I decided to do a little snooping. 

I found some dirty pictures of course. Most of them were pretty
tame, but quite a few had to do with S&M and there were recent
downloads of some bestiality pictures. I guess he knew what
mother's next movie was about and was getting a preview.

I checked his emails, curious to see if he was telling anyone
about the new and exciting changes in his life. There were some
hints to one of his friends about a big change in his sex life,
but nothing specific. I decided I had better have a talk with
him. He had been pretty responsible so far, considering what and
who he was.

He had a few things from school, but mostly he had games. Maybe
he was almost normal after all!

We were all up a little early on Saturday. Some of us were
looking forward to a new experience. One of us was dreading it
more than she had ever dreaded anything in her life. And with
good reason. I had hinted at what was coming, and she had
overheard comments both here and at the studio. I think she knew
that today she was going to get fucked by a dog, on film!

I just had some coffee. I had been so busy and my schedule so
unpredictable lately that I had not been jogging as much as I
should. And I have been eating breakfast, something I was not in
the habit of doing. Of course, on balance I had also been fucking
Claire every time she was within reach, that had to be burning a
lot of calories. Right?

We had a couple of hours to kill before driving out to the studio
so I went to the garage and cleaned up my bike a little. I
started it up and was about to take it around the block a few
times to charge the battery. I really felt bad about how little I
had ridden lately. Suddenly both kids came running out of the
house like Freddy Kruger was chasing them. I didn't know what was
going on at first but then I realized that they didn't know I had
the bike. Or didn't know it was in their garage. 

They walked around it and oohed and aahed. I offered them a ride
and they both wanted to go first. I had a great idea. I would
take Todd for a little ride now. Then when we came back Claire
and I would ride out to the studio on the bike. I had given many
young cousins, nieces and nephews rides in the past and had four
children's helmets in various sizes. I helped Todd find one that
fit and sent him in to get a light jacket. I told Claire to be
ready to go when I got back and she would also need to wear a
jacket. 

I took off with Todd on the back. I think he loved it, based on
the screams of pleasure coming from behind me. I told him if he
messed up my seat I would rub his nose in it and he punched me. I
rode around town for almost half an hour and then drove back to
the house. 

Claire was waiting out side and ready to go. Todd got off and
gave her the helmet and we took off. We still had an hour so I
rode to the biker bar and we went out onto the deck and ordered a
couple of cokes. Some of the bikers recognized us and came over
and said hello. A few asked Claire about her new nipple rings and
she was happy to show them to anyone that wanted to see them. You
have to love a girl like that! There was a couple of bikers at
the next table. The woman came over and said, "Hi. I was just
admiring your rings, can I see them?"

Claire was happy to be admired of course and instantly flipped
her top up. The woman  said, "Nice. I like them. Did Leo do
them?"

Claire nodded and the woman pulled her top up to show us her
pierced nipples with the bars through them.

Claire thought they were cool, but I pointed out that I couldn't
attach a leash to those. Claire smiled and the woman laughed so
hard she had trouble telling her partner what she was laughing
at.

It was finally time to go and we took a leisurely ride out to the
barn. Everyone else was already there, but they had apparently
just arrived, there was dust still billowing around in the
driveway.

We went inside and I saw that the large room in the middle of the
barn had been set up with lights and cameras. Eric saw me come in
and walked over and said hello. He asked if kitty knew what to
expect and I told him that she had overheard comments and
suspected, but didn't really have much more than a clue.

He smiled and said, "Good, it is more fun when they don't know.
My audience likes their reactions more that way. Just to make
sure, no second thoughts, right?"

Claire shivered as she held onto my arm and I put my arm around
her. "No," I answered without hesitation, "no second thoughts.
But the same stipulations as last time. She shouldn't be
physically harmed."

"No problem, we have done this a hundred times. The hard part is
getting a girl to do it on camera."

I asked him what was going to happen and he said that he had a
special dog handler. The guy was huge and looked mean as a
grizzly bear. He was going to let kitty know, in no uncertain
terms that she would be doing everything he said while she was
here. He was in a room with her now. He would rough her up a
little, but not bad, no marks or anything, just get her scared
enough to do what she was told to do. She would probably have to
do two dogs, depending on how it went and how long it took. If
one of the dog's got too excited and came too soon then they had
another one ready just in case. They needed between an hour and
an hour and a half of film. 

Just then we heard a noise and kitty came out of the make up
room, the dog handler was beside her and had his large hand
around her neck. She looked terrified.

I noticed that the cameras were already rolling and Claire and I
went to a couch against the wall and sat down to watch. I
whispered to her that if it got too intense just nudge me and I
would take her out. She nodded but I could tell from the rapt
look on her face that she wanted to watch the whole show. 

I looked over at Phil, Ed and Todd on the other side of the room.
Phil looked serious, Ed looked like he was trying not to watch.
Todd, on the other hand was on the edge of his seat looking like
he wanted to get in on the action. Boys!

I was not personally a fan of bestiality. I have no problem with
those that are excited by it. Live and let live is my motto. But
it has never been something that held my interest. I had come
across some pictures on the internet when I first started
exploring there. I had looked at them and satisfied my curiosity.
This, however, was not about sex or sexual excitement for me.
This was about revenge, this was about destroying the woman that
was responsible for the death of my wife. So I watched curiously
as kitty was led to the center of the room. She stood there
waiting as that announcer guy made his announcement for this
movie.

The dog handler had left kitty standing alone in front of the
cameras as the announcer said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is
kitty mott's third movie. If you saw one of the first two movies
you know that she is here against her will. She is being
blackmailed and forced to perform for your pleasure. In her first
movie she had sex with her 15 year old son in every position
known to man. In her second movie she starred with her son and
her 14 year old daughter. Her son and her daughter were seen
making out and undressing each other in front of a mysterious
stranger in their living room. Their mother bursts in and sees
them naked and performing oral sex on each other and throws a
fit. Her loving son and daughter grab her and hold her while the
mysterious stranger tears her clothes off. She is bent over a
piece of furniture and her daughter assists the stranger in
raping mom's cherry ass. It is a long painful experience. Mom is
also forced to eat out her pretty young daughter's pussy. Both of
those movies are presently available from Dark Alley Films, Inc.
You will not be disappointed. Today kitty mott has a couple of
new experiences in store for her. As you can see she is ready and
waiting so ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present kitty mott
and doggy."

A side door opened and the animal trainer came in with a very
large black lab. It was prancing and seemed happy to be with it's
trainer. The trainer walked it right up to kitty and told the dog
to sit. The dog obeyed instantly. He had been well trained and
knew that he was about to get to fuck a woman. And he knew that
he liked that, a lot. The dog sat, as ordered, but not without
fidgeting. The handler ignored the dog for a moment and ran his
hands over kitty. He rubbed her cunt and put a finger inside her.
He offered his finger to the dog to lick clean and the dog
happily complied.

The man started talking in his deep, cold voice. "Bitch, this is
Rex. Say hello to Rex."

Kitty was so scared I could see her shaking. The audience would
get there monies worth from these movies. 

She didn't even look at the dog. I assume she wanted never to see
it. if she had to fuck it then she wanted to bend over and get it
over with. But that wouldn't be much of a show. Poor kitty.

She finally managed to whisper, "Hello Rex."

The handler said, "What the fuck did you say bitch?! Who are you
whispering to for Christ's sake! You don't want me to have to get
your attention again do you?"

"No sir! Hello Rex," she repeated in a somewhat louder voice. But
it was at least audible for the recording so he let it go. 

"Rex is your costar bitch. He has made dozens of movies with
bitches like you. He likes bitches like you. Are you ready for
your love scene?"

I saw her close her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks as she
said, "Yes sir."

"Yes sir what bitch?"

"kitty is ready for her love scene with Rex sir."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that. Rex is glad to hear that, aren't
you boy?"

The dog barked twice loudly, obviously anxious to get started.
But I guess he had read the script because, impatient or not, he
waited until given his next command.

"OK bitch, first let's have a little foreplay. Bitches like
foreplay, don't they bitch?"

"Yes sir, bitches like foreplay."

The trainer reached out and grabbed one of the nipple rings and
pulled down, pulling kitty to her knees. He held onto the ring
and twisted it slightly. Kitty winced in pain but said nothing.
She knew better. 

"Alright bitch, now to start off with, how about giving your
costar a big wet sloppy kiss."

Before she even had time to react I saw him twist that nipple
ring harshly and her mouth came open, but no sound came out. She
could only nod her head and he relaxed his grip on the ring, but
continued to hold onto it.

Kitty's face was inches from the dog's face. His mouth was
partially open and his tongue hanging out an inch or so and he
was making little whining noises. I didn't want to watch, but I
couldn't stop! 

Kitty leaned forward and pursed her lips and kissed the dog on
the nose. The trainer instantly twisted her nipple ring violently
again causing her to cry out in pain this time. 

"What the fuck was that bitch?! That isn't how bitches kiss their
mates! They don't touch their noses with their lips stupid! Now
come on, I want to see some hot doggy lovemaking. Get in there
and get it on."

It looked like she was going to vomit. She realized what he was
telling her to do, and that she was most certainly going to do
it. If he had to rip off both of her nipples she was going to do
it.

I watched as she leaned forward again and with tears pouring out
of her eyes she stuck out her tongue and French kissed Rex. Rex
immediately returned the kiss, sticking his incredibly long, fat
tongue into kitty's mouth and lapping as though there were food
in there. It was truly gross to watch. But the trainer held her
in place and let Rex lick her mouth. I swear that tongue must
have been going into her throat!

"OK, bitch, now reach down there and rub his cock a little and
get him good and ready to fuck your skanky ass. Now don't overdo
it. I know you're excited but you have to control yourself."

"Well, looks like you got the touch. Rex really likes that. Have
you done that before?"

"No sir," kitty said, and then returned to tongue kissing the
dog.

"I guess you're just a natural born dog lover, bitch!"

"Since this is your first doggy date, I guess, you being a lady
and all, you probably don't want to go all the way, do you?"

"No sir," kitty said, almost daring to hope she would get out of
this somehow.

"I understand perfectly, a lady had to be careful of her
reputation. But you got poor Rex all excited and hard and we
don't want to have the poor dog get blue balls now do we?"

"No sir," said kitty, still not aware of what was going to
happen.

"Rex!" the dog trainer spoke sharply and got the dog's attention.
"Down Rex!" 

The dog instantly stretched out on his stomach. As soon as he was
down the handler said, "Over!" 

The dog rolled over onto it's back and lay waiting for another
command. But the only other command he received was, "Stay!"

"Now, kitty mott, I mean bitch, you know how to keep a poor dog
from getting blue balls if you don't want to fuck him don't
you?"

I was going to have to buy the movie just to have the picture of
kitty's face when she realized what she was being required to
do.

I glanced over at Claire to see if this was a little too strong
for her. But like Todd she was on the edge of her seat watching
excitedly. I shrugged mentally, I guess she was handling it
better than I was. I looked across the room and saw that Phil had
left the room. 

I looked back to the show and saw the trainer pulling kitty down
by her tit. He pulled her down very slowly, savoring her horror.
When her face was right above the bright red, throbbing cock he
ordered her to kiss it. At that point, to avoid any more tit
twisting she would have done anything, and she did. She pursed
her lips and gingerly touched them to the dog's cock. The dog
shivered at the touch but didn't move. 

Next she was ordered to lick and she licked Rex's cock for quite
a while, until the trainer was satisfied. And then there was only
one thing left to do. "OK bitch. Now take your boyfriend's pecker
into your mouth and suck him real good. Just like I hear you
sucked your little boy last night. 

I was surprised at how long the dog's cock was. I don't own a dog
and dog cocks aren't something I am really up on. It appeared to
be a good six inches long with a real pointy end on it. It was
really disgusting! 

But kitty sucked. She sucked it just like she sucked every other
cock she was made to suck. The trainer told her that dogs have a
lot more cum than men do, but she had better not spill a drop or
he would have to give her another obedience lesson. Then he let
her tit go and stood up and moved back so that we could watch
kitty suck off the black lab. 

I felt Claire grab my arm and hold me closer. She suddenly leaned
in and bit my arm! What the hell! I looked at her and she was
having an orgasm! I was just going to ask her if she wanted to
leave and here she was cumming from watching her mother suck off
a dog! The funny thing is I glanced over at Todd and he had his
cock out and was jacking off as he watched. A couple of fucked up
kids! Gotta love 'em. 

Kitty had been sucking for several minutes when the trainer
stepped back into the picture and put her hand on the dog's nuts.
"Rub him there while you suck him. He likes that a lot."

Then he stepped away again and kitty resumed sucking and now
rubbing. It seemed to take a long time and then suddenly I saw
kitty's back arch and she was gagging uncontrollably. Obviously
the dog was cumming in her mouth. She was swallowing desperately
but the crap was squirting out around her lips and out through
her nose. I had to look away. 

I looked back about thirty seconds later and that damned dog was
still coming! But apparently kitty had it under control now and
was managing to swallow most of it. The dog finally stopped
hunching it's hind quarters and lay still. 

"I don't know bitch. You did alright at the end there, but you
sure made a mess. I tell you what. You lick up all that precious
fluid you let spill out and I won't have to give you any more
obedience training."

I don't know what he did to her for obedience training, but she
had to really hate it. Because she bent right back down and
licked all of that cum up off that dog's belly!

Finally she was allowed to sit up on her haunches and Rex was
ordered up. He licked kitty's face gratefully for a minute before
he was led out of the barn.

Kitty slouched down as the dog was led out and sobbed quietly. I
guess that was the reaction that they wanted because they filmed
it for several minutes.

I finally thought to check my watch and was surprised to see that
from start to finish it had taken almost 45 minutes! Well, there
had been quite a bit of foreplay.

They didn't give her time to rest or clean up or anything. The
trainer came right back in. this time he was leading large German
Shepherd. I thought Eric had mentioned a Great Dane. Maybe they
were saving that for a future performance. 

Kitty didn't move as the Shepherd was led up to her and ordered
to sit. She went through the same foreplay routine, except that
this time the trainer stood back and just told her what to do.
She leaned forward and French kissed the dog just like she had
the Lab. And the Shepherd reacted in the same way, by reaming out
kitty's mouth with his large tongue. 

After a few minutes she was again instructed to play with the
dog's large erection, and again she complied instantly.

A few minutes later she was ordered to lay on her back and as
soon as she had the dog was up and between her legs and eating
her pussy. He was apparently very good at it because in about ten
minutes, despite the horror she felt, I saw kitty start humping
her hips up to meet the dog's tongue. Before long she was
cumming, and then again, and then one more before the handler
finally stepped in. 

Kitty was ordered up on all fours and the dog was given one last
command. "OK Pirate, fuck the bitch."

The dog scurried onto her back and his haunches were humping away
before he was within a foot of her ass. But he quickly worked his
way up and after a few misses, painful misses judging from
kitty's expression, his cock plunged violently into her cunt. You
couldn't miss it, she screamed so loud it hurt my ears. But I
guess the dog was used to it. He just kept on pumping like mad.
He fucked her for about ten minutes before I saw her start
hunching back against him and her grunts of pain sounded a little
different now. I was close enough that I could see a huge knot
growing at the base of his penis and he was obviously trying
desperately to plant that knot in her cunt. And damned if he
didn't! 

The dog made one last violent thrust and kitty screamed again,
worse this time! Then he just hung onto her and quivered and
panted. He stayed like that for a very long time and finally
tried to get off. At first he couldn't. His cock was stuck in
her. But when he tried to turn around his knot popped out and
kitty screamed again. 

The trainer ordered Pirate to lay down on his back and we watched
from the rear as kitty cleaned his cock for him. We also watched
as the cum just poured out of her cunt and ran down her legs in
streams! The dog was finally let out but this time the cameras
kept rolling as the crew came in and gathered around kitty for a
blowjob. 

She managed to suck all four of them off and then they finally
cut the tape and let her go clean up. They had to send Ed with
her, she couldn't walk on her own. 

I turned to Claire and said, "What did you think?"

She giggled and said, "Can we buy a dog?"

I laughed and said, "You fucking pervert!"

I got up and went over to Eric, who was not partaking of kitty's
talented mouth this time. I guess he isn't so fond of seconds
after a dog. 

He was ecstatic. "That has to be the best dog movie I have ever
made! That thing is going to be worth a fucking fortune! Come on,
let's go back into the office."

I followed him and nodded for Claire to follow me. When we got
inside he handed me an envelope with cash in it and copies of the
two previous movies on DVD. The covers looked very professional
and had a great nude picture of kitty on the cover.

I suggested we wait a couple of weeks and give kitty time to
recuperate. I didn't want to kill her, just make her wish I had.
We set the date and time and I didn't even ask what the next
movie would be. I took Claire's hand and we left. 

Phil was outside and I handed him the money. I don't know how
much was in it, I didn't care. He looked at me and could see I
was a little green around the gills. 

"Having second thoughts?" he asked. 

"No, I still want it done. I don't have to enjoy watching it
though. Do you have any plans?" I asked.

"Nope, I finished up my last two cases yesterday. Somehow word
has gotten out that I was retiring. I only told a few people, the
landlord and a couple others that needed to know. I guess one of
them has a big mouth. Anyway, I was finishing up my paper work on
my last case last night and some guy comes in and wants to buy my
business. Offered me a lot of money. Since my name wasn't on it I
didn't care. I was just going to walk away. Seems like I lived
most of my life on the edge of poverty. Now that I am retired the
money keeps pouring in. All thanks to you. And I do thank you."

I quickly responded, "Not as much as I thank you."

Claire said, "Why don't you two fairies just kiss and let's get
out of here."

Cute little tyke, isn't she?

The rest of the motts came out and I asked if anyone else was
interested in a late lunch at the biker bar again. As it turned
out, Ed and kitty not so much, but the rest of us thought that
sounded like fun.

Claire and I arrived first on the bike. It was another beautiful
Saturday afternoon so the deck was crowded again, but a lot of
the crowd recognized us and it was obvious that they were happy
to see us back. We went through the bar and were looking for a
table on the deck when I heard my name. I saw Ray stand up and
waive at us and we made our way to his table. There were only two
empty seats at his table and I explained that we had come on the
bike and the others were following in the car. I heard a woman
say "We were just leaving." It was the woman that had been
comparing nipple piercings with Claire earlier. We thanked her
and pulled their table over and lined it up with Ray's table.

Ray asked Claire how her nipples were doing so of course she had
to show him. She held her top up and Ray closely examined her
nipples. He smiled at her and said, "Man, that Leo does great
work, doesn't he?" 

Claire said, "Yeah, I love them! My nipples seem to stay hard
almost all the time."

All the guys at the nearby tables were watching the show and
grinning and commenting. I saw the rest of our group coming out
onto the deck just then and I got their attention. They came over
and joined us and we ordered some drinks and lunch. Kitty ordered
two Long Island iced teas. Well, she had definitely had a hard
morning.

We all just sat around shooting the shit when Ray nudged me and I
looked up to see Leo and his wife coming in. They saw us and came
over and we found a couple of chairs and invited them to join us.


I hadn't met Leo's wife. She was very pretty, and very tattooed.
I think I know where Leo got a lot of his practice. Leo's wife,
Jill, recognized our mother daughter team from his description of
the earlier piercing party we had. She asked how they doing and
of course Claire immediately popped her top. I said the hell with
it and pulled it off of her and she spent the rest of the
afternoon topless. Jill laughed and I felt I had to explain that
she had been pulling that thing up and showing her boobs to
everyone that asked about her nipples. This would save a lot of
time and energy. She agreed and went ahead and took off her own
top. 

Jill had dozens of tattoos and her nipples had two of those
little barbells in each one. One went up and down and the other
set went across. Claire was fascinated. She asked permission
first and then felt them. The amusing part was the expression on
Jill's face as Claire toyed with her nipples. 

Leo asked when we were planning on another set of piercings. I
thought about it for a minute and thought we could all use a
little more entertainment. I asked him if he had his bag with him
and he said it was in his saddle bag.

I told him that kitty had been through a pretty rough morning,
but after what she had been through a couple more holes should be
nothing for her. He asked what I had in mind and I suggested one
over her clit and two in each side of her pussy. But smaller ones
this time. About the size that Claire had in her nipples. 

Leo asked Jill to go get his bag and we discussed where to do it.
We ended up clearing off our table and stripping her completely
and tying her down spread eagled to the four corners. Kitty took
it pretty well, I think the two large drinks on an empty stomach
probably helped.

Jill came back with the bag and when she saw kitty she laughed
out loud. Guys were all standing up and crowding around. A big
guy came up behind me and introduced himself as Roady, the owner
of the bar. I introduced myself and told him that I hoped he
wasn't upset with our little piercing parties. 

Roady said, "Hell no. Shit, business has picked way up since you
guys started dropping in. I have heard a lot about you, just
wanted to shake your hand is all."

And so we did. Then he stood and watched as Leo prepared kitty.
He started stimulating her clit and kitty started moaning, "Oh
god no, please not there." She looked up at me and said, "Please
Master, kitty is scared. Kitty doesn't want her cunt pierced."

In a tone a parent might use when talking to a recalcitrant child
I said, "But kitty, that isn't your cunt! That's my cunt, and I
want it pierced. Piercing you makes me happy. You want me to be
happy don't you kitty?"

"Yes Master, kitty is sorry Master. Kitty is just scared."

I turned to Roady and said, "Not very shark like for a lawyer, is
she?"

"Your bitch is a lawyer?! Must be nice to be able to screw a
lawyer instead of the other way around," Roady said. 

Leo held up the ball gag with a questioning look and I turned to
Roady and asked him if he minded a scream or two. 

"Music to my ears," he said. "Go for it!"

Leo shrugged and swabbed the fold of skin over kitty's cunt with
alcohol. That seemed to make her uncomfortable. Then he used a
clamp and pierced her with a slightly smaller needle than he had
used on her nipples. She screamed, long and loud. 

Roady said, "If the bitch's daughter wasn't watching I would
stick my dick in there to quiet her down for you."

I chuckled and said, "The bitch's daughter loves to see her suck
a nice hard cock. She had an orgasm watching her mother suck a
cock a little while ago." I didn't mention that it had been a dog
cock.

Within seconds Roady had his cock in kitty's mouth and she was
trying to suck and sob at the same time. Roady wasn't fucking her
face or anything, just kind of taking the place of a gag. If I
was him I would have been worried about getting bitten when she
was getting needles stuck in her cunt, but it's his dick. Not my
problem.

Leo worked pretty fast with his wife helping him out. He got the
ring inserted and then pulled out kitty's labia and punched two
hole in each side and inserted rings in all four holes. He picked
up his stuff and handed me a set of instructions for caring for
piercings again. I asked him how long before she could fuck
again. 

Leo smiled and said, "She can fuck right now!" She won't like it.
It will hurt her like hell, but it won't bother the guy fucking
her. Just make sure you get her cleaned up good afterwards."

I ordered Ed to pay the man.

Now that the piercing show was over Roady decided to switch
holes. He moved to the other side of the table and asked if I
minded. I told him that I would be honored to have him be first.
But I suggested that we move the table out into the center a
little more to make her more available to the audience, mostly
because I had food coming and didn't want people fucking in my
face while I was eating. 

He and one of the other customers picked up the table and moved
it more into the center of the deck. The customers seated around
them pulled their tables back a little to make more room. And
then there was a piercing scream as Roady rammed his cock into
kitty's sore cunt. She was quickly muffled by the other guy
carrying the table as he pushed his cock into her mouth.

I watched for a while but it got boring fast. We went back to our
drinks and conversation and ignored kitty. I sent Ed to get some
bar rags and keep kitty from getting too messy. When the bikers
found out that it was her husband keeping her clean they got a
big kick out of that. When Todd let them know he was wearing
panties under his slacks he was quickly stripped down to his
underwear and he spent the entire afternoon on the deck in his
panties, wiping cum off of his wife's face and cunt.

When the action around kitty finally tapered off and it was
mostly fat old bikers trying for seconds and thirds I decided it
was time to go. Ed paid the tab and cleaned kitty up one last
time and untied her. I let Ed get dressed and we waived goodbye
to all of our new friends. We had to carry her to the car. She
didn't even seem to know that it was over.

We took her home and gave her a shower and left her in the
Jacuzzi for a while. I even took pity on her and gave her some
Tylenol. And another strong drink.

It rained on Sunday. Carl came by early and said that he had some
extra time. He had been rained out today. He wondered if he
couldn't take kitty into a spare room for a while. I told him
that I didn't have a problem with that. He hadn't noticed the
rings in her cunt. I pointed them out and told him he would have
to fuck her mouth or her ass. I made sure that if he fucked her
ass he used lube and stretched her out first. Gotta protect my
investment, right?

The rest of us watched the first two movies kitty had starred in.
I thought they were pretty well done. So did Phil. Ed didn't say
anything. Todd was excited, and very proud. Claire, too, was
proud. She loved the scene she took part in. She watched it over
and over. 

The next two weeks were just more of the same. I called kitty's
boss on Monday morning and asked that they take it easy on her
for a few days because she had been through a lot this weekend
and because her cunt was freshly pierced. 

Mr. Jeffries said he would put the word out, but a sore pussy
wouldn't keep her from sucking dicks. And he thanked me. He said
that he had never fucked a woman with a pierced cunt. He was
looking forward to trying it out in a few days.

 The next week everything went very smooth. We all took it a
little easy on kitty, but she still did all of the cooking and
most of the cleaning, although she got some help from Ed.

The following week, since everything was going so smoothly, I
went back to work. I had been off for two weeks and it was hard
to get back into it. But I couldn't just lie around the house all
day waiting to torment kitty. 

So I worked during the day and acted like a newlywed with Claire
at night and just kind of returned to a warped version of a
normal life.

Then it was Saturday morning again. I got up early and kitty was
already in the kitchen and coffee was ready. Kitty was hugging
herself and crying quietly. When I walked in she tried to get
herself under control. She wiped her eyes and poured me a cup of
coffee and put the proper amounts of cream and sugar in.

I was tempted to just ignore her, because I was pretty sure I
knew why she was crying. But I guess it might help her to talk
about it. So I asked her what was wrong.

"Oh god, Master, kitty is so scared. Every time kitty goes to the
barn it hurts worse and it is more degrading. Kitty knows it will
be horrible today. Kitty doesn't know how she can stand any
more.

I looked at her and saw that she was looking back, hoping for a
reprieve, a change of heart. Instead I said, "kitty needs to
remember that she is being punished for destroying my wife and
driving her to kill herself, and laughing and partying as it
happened. Kitty is one of the coldest, most heartless human
beings I have ever met. The only person kitty feels sorry for is
kitty. I don't think it has yet sunk through to you that you
destroyed a wonderful loving human being and caused an
incalculable amount of pain and suffering to the people that
loved her."

She looked at me, and I could see that the message still wasn't
getting through to her. She still felt sorry for kitty and felt a
disconnect when it came to taking responsibility for her
actions.

Fuck her!

I took my coffee outside and sat by the pool and relaxed for a
while. I heard people getting up and going in for breakfast. In a
little while Claire came out with a glass of juice and another
coffee for me and we sat and talked quietly.

She asked if I knew what was in store for kitty today. I told her
that I had been in such a hurry to leave there last time I hadn't
even thought to ask. I asked her if she was having second
thoughts.

"No," she responded. "Sometimes I will see her suffering and
feeling sorry for herself when it is quiet and she is alone and I
feel a little sad for her. But then I think about what she did,
and what she really is. I honestly don't think she feels
responsible for the bad things she did. Besides, you saw my
reaction last time we were there. You and Phil were both getting
sick, but I was cumming so hard just watching that I had to bite
your arm to keep from screaming and fucking up the movie. I don't
know why it turns me on to watch her suffer like that. There was
a time that I loved her. But she was not a good mother and Ed was
a terrible father. They didn't abuse us, but they didn't really
give us love and affection. Instead they gave us good clothes and
money and raised us to be as fucked up as they were. Well, they
got the last part right I suppose."

I let Ed drive and they took his Bentley this time. Claire and I
followed on my bike. The ride to the barn was pleasant and
uneventful. I noticed through the rear window of the car that
even Todd left kitty alone in the back seat this time. I wonder
if he finally had gotten some of his horny under control, or was
he worried about his mother.

When we got there I let the others go in and I held back and had
a talk with Todd. I asked him if he was OK, he was pretty quiet
this morning. 

Todd looked surprised that I had asked. "No, I am fine," he said.
"I was just thinking. I am going to be 16 pretty soon. I was
wondering if I could take a driver's ed. course. They have one at
school, but it is always filled up. Nobody has ever taught me how
to drive."

And I thought he was worried about his mother! He is definitely
his mother's son. I put my arm around the kid, who was almost as
tall as I am, and said, "How about if I get you started. We can
go to a parking lot tomorrow and you can drive around there until
you get the hang of it. Then we can sign you up for a local
driving school. I am glad you suggested it. I would much rather
that you get a good school to teach you the basics. I took a
safety course after I had been driving for almost five years. I
just took it to lower my insurance rates. I thought I knew
everything, but I learned a lot. And some of it stuck with me."

"I was just afraid you were having second thoughts about bringing
your other out here today."

"Fuck no! I love coming out here! I had a ball watching her being
a dog's bitch last time. I just wish I could be in more of the
movies."

I told him I would suggest it to Eric and we went inside.

Eric met me as I was on my way in and walked me back outside. As
we walked to the house he explained, "Today's epic is an S&M
special. Do you know what S&M are Dave?"

"I know what S&M stands for. I know it involves pain for
pleasure, or pain for the sake of pain. I have never actually
taken part in it so I guess I have to say, no not really."

"Good answer! Most people would say yes, thinking that they did
know, but most people don't. I am not into it myself and I have
to be honest, I don't understand it either. But a hell of a lot
of people are into it and will pay dearly to get there hands on
an authentic S&M scene. Not the fake stuff, the real thing. I am
going to introduce you to a couple in the house that are here
from out of state. They have paid me a great deal of money to
sexually abuse and torture kitty. They are an older couple, in
their fifties, and they have been doing this for decades. But the
opportunity to do this to someone against their will is something
that most of these people dream of. That is what makes kitty's
movies sell like hotcakes. I have spoken to them and they
understand the difference between hurt and harm. I thought you
should meet them first and have an idea what is going on since I
didn't warn you last time you were here."

I just nodded.

We entered the house and went downstairs and entered the dungeon.
The couple was there, already in their leather S&M uniform. After
the introductions we talked for a few minutes. They assured me
that they would respect my limits, but they tried to make it
clear that there would be a lot of pain and suffering, and even a
little blood. But no scars and no need for medical care. 

I was just a bit skeptical, but they seemed more or less sane,
and I would be there to stop it if I thought it was going too
far. I looked around and shivered. I sure as hell wouldn't want
to be led down into this room helplessly and subjected to pain
for their pleasure. Most of this stuff I didn't know what it was
or what it was for. But the stuff I could identify was scary
enough.

Unlike the other studios this one had a gallery section behind a
one way glass wall. Eric led me to it and showed me the seating
area and there was even a bathroom and a refrigerator stocked
with drinks. How considerate. There was also an audience of a
dozen couples. Paying guests I assume.

The back row was reserved for my group I guess.

Speaking of my group, they were escorted in just then. We filed
into the back row. I noticed the surprise on the faces of the
other guests when they saw the two kids. It's OK I explained. The
woman they are going to torture in there today is their mother. I
had a hell of a time keeping a straight face when some of them
smiled and applauded. Weirdoes!

Shortly after we were seated a naked young woman came around
taking drink orders. These guys must be paying quite a bit for
this kind of service. I wonder if Eric would tell me the truth if
I asked him about it.

I saw a commotion in the dungeon and kitty was being led in by
two large men in leather loincloths. Large, muscular men with
grim faces. Kitty looked scared shitless. She had every right to
be!

The couple who had paid so much for the opportunity to torture an
unwilling victim approached kitty and looked her over for the
first time. They walked around her and ran their hands over her
body. Then one of the men holding her picked up a set of wrist
cuffs from a nearby table and he put them on her wrists. Once she
was cuffed, one of the men reached up and grabbed a chain with a
hook on the end that was hanging from the ceiling. There was a
chain joining the wrist cuffs which was looped over the hook. 

So far nobody has said a word and the only noise from kitty was
whimpering. 

One of the men walked to the wall and raised the chain just
enough that kitty's toes still touched the floor. 

Now kitty finally spoke. "Oh god, please, please don't hurt me.
Oh god, I can't stand pain. Please let me go." She looked at the
smiling faces and began to sob quietly. 

Everyone backed away from kitty for a minute. As soon as they did
I heard the announcers voice again. I had forgotten their habit
of using an announcer before their little movies started. I
didn't see him anywhere and his voice suddenly coming out of the
speakers startled me.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome. I am sure that by now most of you
know kitty mott. The lovely mother of two wonderful teenagers
that is being blackmailed into making our specialty movies
against her will. Today she will be making her fourth movie.
Kitty is our most popular star since Dark Alley Films began
filming for special customers with exotic tastes in erotica. Fans
are already making her first three movies the hottest sellers in
the companies history. We are sure that today's erotic film will
exceed sales of the others combined. Kitty has never been in a
dungeon before. If you have seen her previous epics you will be
aware that she has been abused, but today............ladies and
gentlemen, enjoy the show."

The couple in the other room moved back to where kitty was
dangling from a rope in the middle of the room. The woman kissed
her passionately and kitty listlessly returned the kiss. The
woman stepped back and said that she didn't think kitty liked
her. That wasn't a very nice kiss. 

I thought it was unusual that kitty was still wearing a dress.
But I guess that was part of the act. The couple began hitting
her with some kind of whip. A short, stiff little leather thing
with a little flap on the tip. The first blow struck one of her
tits and she screamed. They were beating her slowly, through her
clothes. I don't know, don't ask me. I would have stripped her
first, what do I know.

They were smart though, they hit her and made her scream. But
before they hit her again they let her relax for a few seconds.
That way it didn't all run together I suppose. This went on for
long enough to be boring and then they started tearing off her
clothes. They were very violent about it too. It must have hurt.

Then they started beating her again, on bare skin this time. They
must have been hitting her very hard, the sound was so loud when
those things smashed into her bare skin. They seemed to
concentrate on her tits and her ass and her thighs. But they hit
her just about everywhere eventually. Even on her face a couple
of times. 

At one point I was on the verge of standing up and putting an end
to this. I tried to remind myself what she had done and why she
had this coming. But I didn't want to be responsible for anyone
having to go through this, and this was just the warm up! I
started to get to my feet. But Phil grabbed my arm and pulled me
back into my seat. He whispered that if I didn't want the rest of
us to get dragged in there and tied up I had best sit down and
act like I enjoyed the show. That was chilling. 

Finally the beating ended and new toys were brought out. Clamps
and clothes pins were attached to the most tender areas of her
body. They didn't seem happy unless what they did made kitty
scream. 

Once she was covered in clothespins they started flicking them
off with their quirts. What came next was worse. I watched the
first few but it was turning my stomach and I had to look away.
They pulled out a tray of long thin needles with what looked like
plastic handles at one end. The slowly pushed the needles into
kitty's tits. Slowly, one after another until their must have
been at least fifty of them. 

Kitty screamed at first, but by the time the last one was in she
was just sobbing quietly. I noticed several people in the
audience in front of us having orgasms, quietly, discretely.
Fucking freaks!

They no sooner had the last one in than they started slowly
removing them. This seemed be going on forever! At last they
finished removing the needles and kitty was pleading quietly to
be released. I was sick. There was blood dripping off of her tits
from the needles. There were dark red marks all over her body
from the quirts. And the couple that paid so much for the honor
of doing this was obviously having a ball!

Once the needles had been put away the two brutes in loin clothes
came forward and lifted kitty off of the hook. But that didn't
mean it was over. She was carried to a device similar to the old
rack, from the good old days of the Inquisition. She was spread
eagled on the device and then drawn so tight that she could not
move.

The loin cloth guys stepped back out of the way again and the
tortures stepped up to the table. They each held a large candle.
I was afraid that they were going to burn her but instead they
started dripping hot candle wax onto kitty's body which appeared
to be stretched to the breaking point. The man started at the top
of her head, dripping hot wax on her ears and her face, but
slowly a few drops at a time. His wife started at her feet, and
slowly worked her way up. This went on forever until it seemed
that her entire body was covered in wax. There was a thick mound
of wax over her pussy. And it wasn't over yet.

The muscle bound guys came back on camera and released her from
the rack. They carried her to some cuffs hanging down from the
ceiling. One of them held kitty in his arms while the other put
the cuffs around her ankles. Then he went to the wall and pulled
on the rope which raised and separated her legs so that she was
hanging upside down and spread eagled, with her crotch at about
face level. I couldn't be sure that she was conscious, but I
hoped that she wasn't.

The men moved back again and the man and woman came forward,
carrying those little whips again. They started taking turns
whipping her, knocking the wax from her skin a little bit at a
time. They were very precise, and very deliberate. It was obvious
that kitty was still conscious. She reacted to every whip lash. I
can't even guess how long this lasted, but you had to be really
weird to find this exciting. It was painful to watch, but about
as exciting as watching grass grow.

Once the wax had been knocked off of her body she was removed
from the ankle cuffs and draped backwards over a large barrel
like object. Once she was secured there the husband fucked her
mouth and the wife put on a strap on and fucked her red, swollen
cunt brutally. They fucked her for about ten minutes or so and
when they were finished the muscle bound guys in the loin cloths
stepped up to take their turns. They peeled off their loin cloths
and revealed some pretty impressive cocks. They were both in the
nine to ten inch range and took kitty once again, and again it
was excessively brutal. 

And then, finally it was over. I looked at my watch and shook my
head. This had lasted for slightly more than four hours! They
left kitty tied to the barrel and they all left. The cameras will
still rolling when the camera and sound crews came in and took
their turns as well.

I had glanced at Claire and Todd from time to time throughout
this agonizingly long session and I was pleased to see that they
had finally reached their limits. I would have been worried if
they had found this arousing.

Phil and I went in and released kitty and carried her out to the
car. I went back in to the office in the barn to talk to Eric. He
handed me the movie with the dog rape before I could speak. He
saw the look on my face and he knew they had gone too far. 

"I know what you are thinking," Eric said. "I think it too. That
movie will sell like nothing on the straight DVD market and I
will make a lot of money. But I agree with you, they went to far
and for much too long. 

I finally managed to get a word in edgewise. "I believe we are
going to have to renegotiate our contract."

"You promised me twelve films!" he exclaimed.

"Yes, and I will deliver twelve films. But there won't be anymore
films like this. Or like that one with the dog. I am starting to
hate coming here and having my stomach turned."

"OK, I get the point, no more pain. Alright?"

"I'll call you," I said. As I was walking out he handed me
another envelope full of money. I went outside and everyone was
waiting. I handed Phil the envelope and he took it but he handled
it like it was covered with shit. And I didn't blame him.

I explained to Phil, "I told him that we were going to have to
renegotiate. He thinks that means no more pain. I am not sure
right now what that means. I have never been so disgusted with
myself in my entire life. Ed, take her home and take care of
her."

I headed for my bike and Claire ran up and hugged me. There were
tears in her eyes. Neither of us said anything at first, but
finally I said, "I'm sorry."

She looked up at me and said, "Don't be sorry. In a way it was
good. You got some of the venom out of your system. But more than
that you proved you were human. I saw you try to get up and stop
it. And I heard what Phil told you. He was probably right. These
guys don't look like they play games. You are sweet and I love
you and as horrible as it was, I can't honestly say that she
didn't have it coming."

I didn't necessarily agree with that. Claire put her helmet on
and I drove us toward home. I took the long way around, down the
river road and stopped for a while at a little clearing by the
river. There was nobody else around. There had been almost no
traffic on the road. It was nice and quiet. I locked up the bike
and she left her helmet on the handlebar and we walked down to
the river. I sat down on the bank and pulled her into my lap. 

"I can't say I haven't had a lot of fun lately," I said. "But I
don't know that I like what I have become."

She hugged me and kissed me on the forehead and said, "You
haven't become anything. Look at you, you are wracked with guilt!
If you were walking around with a hard on right now then you
would have a problem."

Sometimes I think she is a grown up in a child's body. Actually,
most of the time I think she is a grown up in a grown up's body.
I have to keep reminding myself that she is only 14. I held her
close and we sat there staring at the water for a little while,
until I calmed down a little. Then we went home.

When we got to the house they had cleaned kitty up and put her to
bed. I went in to see how she was doing. She was still awake and
she looked at me when I came in. 

I sat on the edge of the bed and tears poured from the corners of
her eyes. I grabbed a tissue and dried her eyes. "I am sorry
Phyllis. I had no idea it would be like that."

"No Master, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing, kitty......."

I stopped her. "No Phyllis, speak English."

"Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing. I think I finally hit bottom.
I finally saw me for what I am. I don't feel sorry for myself
anymore. Well, no that isn't true. I have a lot of regrets. But
if I went to that dungeon every day for the rest of my life I
would probably deserve it. I would rather die than go there
again. But I suppose I deserve that too."

"This is the first time I have heard you sound like an actual
feeling human being!" I said. "I don't know what to say. I will
say this, I told Eric we wouldn't be doing that again." 

Kitty picked up my hand and kissed it and cried aloud as she
said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"So now what?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said. "We can't go back to the way things
were, can we? Even if we wanted to. I can't get unfucked. And
even if we tried, it would never work with the kids. And look at
Claire! I can't believe her! At fourteen she is a strong,
intelligent, sexually secure, beautiful young woman! I am so
proud of her! And you are the one that made that happen. Todd, on
the other hand, is Todd."

"Actually," I said, "I have been working on Todd. I think he is
going to be alright. He still has a bit of the bully in him, but
I think what happened today had an impact on him. He might be
just a tad more in touch with his humanity."

"I hope so, because Ed and I sure screwed him up."

"We are back to 'what now'," I said. "There have been too many
changes. I don't think things could be put back. I don't think I
want things put back."

Much to my surprise, Phyllis said, "Me either. I can't explain
and I don't pretend to understand the changes that have come over
me. Do I have your word that what I say to you will never leave
this room?"

I nodded.

"I have never enjoyed my job as much as I do now! I have a dozen
orgasms a day. And when I get home it gets better. I know this
isn't normal and maybe I have just been traumatized into this
newly warped personality. But as much as I try to hide it, I walk
around all the time with my pussy leaking and I am dying to get
someone to fuck me. Even that little rabbit fucking kid of mine!
Though I prefer Phil or the gardener. That last trip to the biker
bar, I lost count of how many times I came!"

"Why you nasty slut!" I said, truly amazed. 

She grinned and said, "Yes, I think you may be right. You were
right about a lot of things and I deserved what happened to me.
Every bit of it. And I don't want all of it to end. But oh god,
please, not another day like today. I suspect that I needed to
have what happened to me today happen. It may be that they
actually beat some sense into me. But if I have to do that again
I will die."

"I told you, I already ruled it out," I said. "Anything else you
would like to comment on?"

"Only one other thing," she said after a minute, "could Ed get
laid every now and then? I know he doesn't deserve it, but he is
trying so hard to not make things worse. I don't mind if he gets
a mouth full of cum now and then, but once or twice a week let
him get his rocks off, OK?"

I laughed, that was an easy request. "So, you are willing to go
along with everything else, even the dogs?"

"If I must, I must," she said, with a phony martyr look on her
face.

"And what about me and your fourteen year old daughter?"

"I have never seen her so happy, or so well cared for. I have
seen her blossom under some of the most unreal circumstances. You
are good for her. You have my blessing. But if you could maybe
work at getting her to hate me less I would appreciate that."

"She doesn't hate you," I said. "She is mad at you, but she was
crying today when they were hurting you. Even your weird son was
upset!"

I stood up and kissed her on the forehead and said, "Get some
rest. Hell, you don't even have to cook tonight, we'll order
pizza. Call if you need anything."

"Thank you, Master."

I smiled, "Get some sleep, kitty."

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