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Dani Does the Right Thing
By vulgus

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Story codes: NC/MF/Inc/MmFf/Exhib/Hum

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

This story was written and previously posted in three parts. It
is combined here, in the order written. The second part is the
prequel. Although some of the events in part two predate the
events in this story, they expand on this story and are best read
in the order written. This is a dark, disturbing story and not
for the faint of heart. Please take that into consideration
before you continue. 

The first thing I did when I opened my front door was to scream,
and then I fainted. When I regained my senses I was laying on the
couch in my living room. At first I didn't know where I was, or
how I got there. Then I heard a deep voice saying laconically,
"Bout time you woke up."

As soon as I saw him it all came flooding back. My biological
father had never married my mother. Mom had raised me alone until
I was nine. Then she met my stepfather to be, Pug Franklin. He
swept my mother off of her feet and in four month they were
engaged and in six months they were married.

I thought it was fantastic. I had a daddy now, just like all of
my friends. At first he was very good to me. He spoiled me
rotten, in fact. He was always buying me toys and candy and
taking mom and me to the zoo or the circus or the movies. We were
just like a real family only better.

After a little less than a year, things started to change. My new
dad started treating my mother more and more like a child. He
still spoiled me, but now he was ordering my mother around and
when she displeased him in some way she would be punished.

At first he would stand up and pull her into their bedroom and I
would hear him spanking her and hear her crying and pleading for
forgiveness. Before very long he wouldn't bother to leave the
room. He would pull her over his lap and pull up her skirt and
pull her panties down and spank her right in the living room,
right in front of me!

The next big change was the clothes mom wore. They got shorter
and tighter and more see-through as time went on. I began to
notice that she no longer wore underwear. It was especially
embarrassing on one occasion shortly after my eleventh birthday
when I had the boy next door over and we were playing a board
game in the living room one Saturday. My father came in from the
garage and he was upset about a scratch on the car. He called my
mother into the living room and asked her about it. 

She told him that someone had pushed a shopping cart into the car
in the grocery store parking lot a couple of days ago.

He was furious. First she had scratched the car, but more
seriously she had not told him. He pulled her across his lap,
right there in front of my friend and me, and flipped her skirt
up over her back, baring her bottom to us. That was the first
time I saw that she wasn't wearing underwear. 

Dad spanked her furiously, and then he ordered her to stand in
the corner with her skirt up so that her red bottom was showing.


My friend, who was thirteen at the time stared in awe at my mom's
backside for a minute and then, with a face as red as paint, said
that he guessed he should go home now.

But my dad said, "That's alright son. You two go ahead and play
your game. This is a good lesson for you. It's wonderful to have
a good woman in your life, but you have to keep your eye on them
all the time and the more discipline you give them the better
they behave. Ain't that right Gina?"

Mom was still crying quietly in the corner, but she managed to
choke out, "Yes sir."

Then he said to my friend, "You ever see a woman naked before
Kevin?"

Kevin was as embarrassed as my mother and I were. He said
quietly, "No sir, never!"

"Get your ass over here, Gina!" my dad called to her and she
looked around at him.

"Sir, please, no, not in front of the kids! That's wrong. Please,
I can't," mom pleaded with him. I noticed that she no longer used
his name, or terms of endearment. If she called him anything at
all now it was "Sir".

I saw the furious look on dad's face when she balked, and he
started to take his belt off. Mom gave in and rushed to his side.
"I'm sorry sir. Please don't spank me any more."

Dad stopped taking his belt off, but left it unfastened in case
mom gave him anymore trouble.

"Take off that dress," dad ordered. "Kevin is almost a man. It's
about time he found out what a woman is all about."

I thought surely that my conservative, church going mother would
draw the line here. Instead, I watched as that look of
resignation I saw on her face so often lately returned and she
reached around and unfastened the catch at the top of her dress
and then pulled the zipper down her back. She allowed the top to
slide off her shoulders and down her arms and then she closed her
eyes and slid it down past her hips and let it fall to the
floor.

Dad smiled and said to Kevin, "What do you think, boy, looks
pretty damn good for an old broad, don't she?"

"Yes sir!" Kevin exclaimed breathlessly. "She's beautiful!"

"Yeah," dad said, "I make sure she stays in shape. You can go
ahead and get up and take a closer look if you want."

Kevin was looking at mom and the tears rolling down her cheeks,
and then he glanced at me and saw how shocked I was. He looked at
dad and said, "Are you sure sir? She's really crying and, well,
gee, I don't know."

"That's okay son. A lot of women cry when they get embarrassed.
It's good for them to be embarrassed, keeps them on their toes.
Isn't that right Gina?"

"Yes sir," mom said, just barely above a whisper.

"Besides," dad went on, "she is being punished. You should be
uncomfortable when you are being punished."

Kevin got to his feet and stepped closer to mom. He said, "Is it
okay Mrs. Franklin?"

Mom nodded her head and said, "Yes Kevin, whatever Mr. Franklin
says is okay."

I was embarrassed for her. I was embarrassed to be sitting here
watching. I couldn't help admiring her beautiful figure though. I
hoped I looked that good when I got to be her age.

Dad stood up and reached out and squeezed my mothers breast
gently, then hefted it in has hand as though weighing it. "Look
at that tit!" he exclaimed proudly. "That is just about as
perfect a tit as you will ever see son. Go ahead, feel how firm
that is."

Kevin said, "That alright sir, I couldn't do that."

Dad wasn't taking no for an answer from anyone. "Now son, you
have a perfect learning opportunity here. I'd be real
disappointed if you didn't take advantage of it. Go ahead, put
your hand up and see how nice that feels."

Kevin did as he was told and with a look of total awe on his face
he gently wrapped one of his small hands around my mother's
breast. 

He held it for a moment and then dad showed him how best to
caress a woman's breast and how to bring a nipple to attention.
He guided Kevin's head forward and instructed him on the manly
art of kissing and sucking and gently biting on a woman's breast.


After dad was satisfied that he had learned that lesson he made
my mother spread her legs apart and he showed Kevin all there was
to know about a woman's vagina. Except he didn't call it that, he
called it a pussy. He showed Kevin how wet she was and explained
that the wetness meant that my mom was excited and enjoying
herself. 

"Now watch this," dad said. Kevin and I both watched as dad
started sawing a couple of fingers in and out of my mother's
pussy and then he told Kevin to put his fingers on mom's clitoris
and rub it gently for a few minutes. 

I was shocked to see my mother have an orgasm at the hands of my
father and my friend. Dad explained to Kevin, and to me since I
was listening, all about orgasms and told him that maybe next
time he would have mom teach him about fucking.

Then he turned to me and asked, "Were you paying attention Dani?
You're filling out pretty nicely and pretty soon you will be
standing right up there with your mom," he said with a look of
anticipation on his face.

I looked to my mother, but she said not a word.

All of that flashed through my mind as consciousness returned.
That had been the beginning of the end of my childhood.

I jumped to my feet and turned to where my stepfather sat waiting
for my reaction. He made me all the more furious because he
looked so god damned confident, so smug.

"What are you doing in my house?!" I screamed. "Get out! Get out
right now or I am going to call the police. I mean it!"

He just smiled at me and said, "You'd better look at the TV first
darlin'. I brought you a sample of the movie we made to give to
the judge when I take you to court to get custody of Melody to
prove what an unfit mother you are." 

I remembered hearing him use the same threat on my mother twelve
years ago!

I looked in disbelief at my stepfather. I looked at the movie
playing on my television. I saw various scenes of me engaged in
sex acts with various men, often several men at a time. What you
couldn't see was that I was being forced by my stepfather into
performing for the camera. I stared at the TV for a few minutes
and then I felt my breakfast coming back up and I ran to the
bathroom. 

I threw up everything I had just had for breakfast. Then I
brushed my teeth and washed my face and went back into the living
room. The movie was still playing.

He was still watching it, obviously enjoying it. He looked up
when I came back into the room and said, "It's just a bunch of
short scenes we cut from some of your movies, before you ran away
you ungrateful bitch!"

"How did you find me?" I asked. It was all I could think of to
say.

"I had to hire some guy and pay him a lot of fucking money," he
said. He was obviously pissed about it. "Don't worry. You are
going to pay me back with that sweet ass of yours."

"No, I am not!" I yelled at him. "It's over. I refuse to let you
hurt me any more. I am an adult now and I am free of you. Now
leave!"

"You sure are an adult," he chuckled and ogled my figure. "If I
remember right you just turned twenty-three, is that right?"

"Yes, but that doesn't concern you," I answered, not sure why it
seemed to be so hard for me to not respond to his questions. 

"I mean it Pug," I continued. "It's over. I am building a new
life and you aren't a part of it. Now get out of my house."

"Okay," Pug said. "If that's the way you want it. Melody is nine
now, right? As I recall, you got knocked up when you were
fourteen. Nine is a good age. I'll be able to make her a star in
no time. All I have to do is tell the judge what a tramp you are
and what an unhealthy environment you are providing to raise your
innocent young daughter in and she'll leave that court room with
me, me and your mom. What time does she get home from school? I'd
like to see the little darlin'. She is nine years old and never
got to meet her loving grandpa."

"NO!" I screamed at him. "You cannot have my baby! I will kill
you first!"

"Sweetheart, you can't kill me. You can't kill me and you can't
beat me. You have two choices. You pack up your shit and come
back home with me. Or, we go to court and take Melody from you
and make a star out of her. If you come back home with me and do
what you are told and don't give me any grief, maybe I won't
touch Melody."

I collapsed onto the couch and the horror of my past washed over
me. The memories came flooding back. From the moment that Pug had
made my mother undress in front of Kevin, everything had changed.
From that time forward I never saw my mother object to anything
he ordered her to do. Or anything that he did to me.

In the short time that I had known Pug I had come to love him as
a father. He had seen to it. It had been his plan from the
beginning. That was all gone now. Now I was afraid to be in the
room with him, but of course it was unavoidable. 

Now that he had broken my mother, he started working on me.
Whenever I got within arm's reach of him he would run his hands
over my little backside. I was no longer allowed to wear pants,
jeans, or shorts. I could not wear anything that could come
between my tender, virgin flesh, and his large, callused hand. 

Before long, instead of reaching out to grab at me as I went by,
Pug would pull me into his lap and rub his hands up my thighs and
force his fingers between my legs. My mother would ignore him as
he would reach into my underwear and rub my pussy and play with
the light patch of blonde hair that was just starting to appear.
He also took great delight in rubbing my budding breasts and
pinching the puffy nipples. 

The worst thing about it was that, although I was humiliated
beyond belief, I could not deny that whenever he touched me my
body reacted. My body loved the touch of his hand on my pussy. My
body loved the way he molested my small, but rapidly growing
breasts.

Before the day when my mother had been forced to undress in front
of him, Kevin used to play at my house once or twice a week.
After that day, however, he came over almost every day, as soon
as school was out. It was only three days before my father found
another excuse to punish my mother while Kevin was there.

Kevin and I were playing a board game in the living room and my
father was reading the paper. I was always nervous around my
father now, even more so whenever Kevin was there. As I was about
to learn, I had every right to be.

My father suddenly yelled out, "Gina! Get your ass in here!"

Kevin and I jumped, startled. I knew right away that something
bad was going to happen. I glanced at Kevin and was disappointed
to see that this was what he had been hoping for. The look of
excitement and anticipation on his face was unmistakable. 

I was getting to the age that I was starting to understand guys
and what was always on their minds. I was aware of the leers, the
stares at my budding breasts from nearly every male of every age.
I felt a strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. I felt
power! Breasts are a powerful force of nature.

Still, Kevin was my friend. It just seemed like he should be more
sensitive to how I felt. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. What
can I say, I'm blonde.

My mother came rushing into the living room. I could see that her
face was white, and that she had no idea what she had done.

He held the newspaper out and exploded, "What the hell is this?!"
His voice was full of outrage.

"I cut out some coupons, Sir. You are always telling me that I
spend too much money on food. I am trying to cut back on my
spending Sir."

"I told you never to cut up the newspaper before I have read it,
didn't I?" he asked loudly.

"But Sir, there was nothing on the back of that page but more
grocery ads."

"I don't give a flying fuck bitch!" he yelled. "I gave you an
order! Christ! When will you learn to obey! Get undressed."

"Oh god," I thought. "Please not again."

I looked up at him and fearfully pleaded with him, "Please Sir,
please not again. Please, not in front of Kevin."

He turned to my mother and said, "Now look, bitch. Now you are
being a bad influence on your daughter! Now I have to teach you
both a lesson!"

My mother sobbed, but didn't say a word as she quickly removed
her dress. Kevin stared in fascination this time. After the last
time he knew it was not only alright, but encouraged.

My father turned to me and yelled, "Stand up and get over here
young lady!"

I was terrified. I was eleven years old. I had never been spanked
or slapped or anything. I didn't know what was going to happen. I
only knew that if my mother had to put up with it, there was no
hope for me.

"I am going to make sure you are raised right young lady," my
stepfather said. His voice sounded furious. It was years before I
thought back to that day and realized it had all been a put on,
an act to scare me into complying. It worked.

I stood before my father trembling in fear. 

"You don't ever talk back to me again! Do you understand?" 

No, I didn't understand. I hadn't talked back! I just pleaded
with him not to embarrass my mother and me in front of my friend.
But I saw the look on his face and I knew that if I said the
wrong thing I was going to feel that belt for the first time. And
I was a coward.

"Take off your clothes, young lady. Be quick about it!" he
commanded.

I glanced quickly at my mother and saw only anguish. I glanced at
Kevin and saw excitement. I looked back at my stepfather, fully
intending to plead with him. I saw that he was already unbuckling
his belt. I had the distinct impression that he was hoping I
would "back talk" him again so that he could use it.

I was eleven years old and my body was starting to resemble that
of a young woman. The idea of undressing in front of, not only my
stepfather and my mother, but the boy next door, a boy I saw
every day, I don't believe I could have been more humiliated if
he had made me undress on the sidewalk outside!

I was still hesitating and he started pulling his belt free. As I
said, I was a coward. If my mother could not fight him, how could
I, an eleven year old girl hope to?

I pulled my t-shirt off. As my lacy little training bra came into
view I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn't face anyone in the
room. I dropped my t-shirt on the floor and unfastened my modest
little skirt. I pushed it over my burgeoning hips and let it
slide down my legs and I kicked it aside.

Now I stood in only my lace trimmed little girl's bra and
panties. The ones that had made me feel so grown up when I talked
my mother into getting them for me. I saw movement out of the
corner of my eye and glanced up to see Kevin moving closer for a
better view. I wanted to yell at him, but I didn't dare.

I tried to decide what to remove next. The last time anyone had
seen me uncovered was when my mother had bought me my first
training bra. Now that I actually had something growing on my
chest it was even more embarrassing.

I had hesitated as long as I dared and finally I reached between
the little cups of the bra and unfastened it. I couldn't look up,
but I knew that they were watching me undress. I could feel their
eyes on my breasts, which were now the size of an apple cut in
half. My puffy little nipples were tingling and I was upset with
myself for having any reaction at all.

My mother had finished undressing quickly and now everyone was
watching me as I hooked my thumbs into my panties and pushed them
down. I kicked them over with the rest of my clothes and then
stood with my hands and arms covering as much of my body as I
possibly could.

"Gina," dad said. "Tell Dani the rule about her arms."

My mother spoke so quietly I could hardly hear her. "Modesty is
not permitted. When ordered to undress you are to stand up
straight with your arms at your side until instructed otherwise.
Failure to obey this rule will result in severe punishment."

I dropped my arms to my side quickly and stood naked in front of
two males for the first time in my life. I guess it could have
been worse. My stepfather had, after all, already begun to molest
me. He frequently touched my breasts through my clothing. It had
also become common place for him to pull me into his lap and
reach into my underwear and rub my pussy. To be naked though, and
in front of Kevin for Christ's sake! 

My stepfather ordered me to stand beside my mother. He wanted to
compare our bodies.

I moved quickly to stand beside her. As I moved I could feel
their eyes watching my butt move. 

When I was beside my mom my stepfather stood up and stood in
front of me. He glanced over at Kevin and waived him closer to
join him. Kevin stood beside my dad, right in front of my mother.


Together they examined both of our bodies this time and compared
them. I had become more or less accustomed to being groped by my
stepfather, but when Kevin put his hand over my breast I nearly
fell to the floor. I don't know if it was embarrassment or nerves
or what, but I was shaking so bad I was having trouble standing.


It was even worse when their focus shifted to my vagina. I felt
Kevin slide his finger into me as my stepfather warned him not to
bust my cherry, yet.

"Kevin my boy, I think that this would be an excellent time for
Gina to teach Dani how to suck a cock, don't you?"

"Yes Sir!" Kevin almost squealed like a girl he was so excited,
the bastard.

Dad directed Kevin to drop his pants and lay down on the coffee
table. I turned my face away. I didn't want to see. I had never
seen a penis, and I wasn't ready to see one now.

While Kevin undressed and got into position my father stepped up
behind me and I felt his cock rubbing on my back as he reached
around and toyed with my small, immature breasts. As he moved his
hands and his cock over me he said to me quietly, "Your mom is
going to suck on Kevin's cock now. Later on you are going to try
it. So watch closely."

He pushed me to my knees on the side of the table. I was right
beside where Kevin's hard dripping cock was standing up and
throbbing. I couldn't help but see it now. I saw the clear liquid
oozing from the hole in the end of his penis, the hole where I
knew that his pee came out. 

I made myself watch as my mom knelt between Kevin's legs and
spread them a little wider so that she could get closer. I
watched in disgust as she leaned down and licked his hairless
ball sack, although at the time I didn't know what it was. At
least I don't remember knowing. 

Each time she touched her tongue to Kevin he twitched and his
penis throbbed and more of the liquid came out of the end of his
penis. Really gross!

I watched in amazement as my mother began licking Kevin's
dripping penis. She licked up all of the liquid and then she took
his organ between her lips and began to suck enthusiastically. 

"How could she?!" I asked myself. I had heard of blowjobs in
school. I had trouble imagining them, especially since I had
never seen a male with no clothes on before. I saw one now, and
the idea of touching my lips to a penis was sickening!

Almost immediately Kevin started moaning and thrusting his hips
up to meet my mother's sucking lips. His body quivered for a
couple of seconds and then he groaned as though in pain and
pushed mom's head away.

I watched as my mother sat up on her heels and waited. 

Dad said to Kevin, "Don't worry son. The first few times are
always real quick. Once you get used to it though, you can lay
back and enjoy that sensation for a long time."

"Fantastic!" Kevin, the creep, said.

Dad told my mom to move around to the side of the coffee table,
across from where I was kneeling, watching Kevin's dick get soft
quickly.

Dad grabbed me by the hair and pulled me around so that I was
kneeling where my mother had been when she sucked Kevin off.

"Okay," he said. "Let's see if you learned anything Dani."

My head shot up and I stared at my stepfather with my mouth
agape. 

My mother caught my eye and she was urging me to obey. I suppose
she knew that the only thing I would gain my trying to avoid it
was pain. Then I would end up having to do it anyway.

I had to stop for a minute to remember what my mom had done. Then
I leaned forward and tentatively licked out at Kevin's balls. 

As soon as my tongue touched him he groaned and twitched. I
jumped back, but then leaned down and tried it again. It seemed
like such a gross thing to do. But I had watched my mother do it.
I knew I had no choice. 

I licked until Kevin's penis got hard again and then I licked
that as well. Finally I got up the nerve and slid my lips down
over his dick. He was only thirteen and his thing wasn't all that
big. He must have been saving up for a long time because even
though he had just had an orgasm in my mother's mouth, in no time
at all he was holding my head and thrusting his hips up until my
lips reached his belly.

With my mother it had happened so fast that it was over almost
before it started. This time Kevin lasted only slightly longer.
When he felt another orgasm begin he reached out and held my head
firmly against his belly and I felt his cum shooting into my
mouth. 

I knew that it was coming. It was one of the things that had come
up on the playground. I just never expected it to be like this,
at the age of eleven, with my friend, and with my mother and my
father watching. 

I gagged at first, but managed to hold Kevin's hot load of cum in
my mouth. As soon as he pushed my head away I looked around for
somewhere to spit it out.

My father saw what I was doing and yelled at me. "Don't you EVER
spit out a man's cum! NEVER! If I ever see you spit out a
mouthful of cum I will whip you until you bleed! Do you
understand me?"

I felt my eyes get huge as he leaned over me and yelled right in
my face. I was so shocked I swallowed instinctively. He stood up
then and I saw the pain in my mother's eyes at what she had just
witnessed.

My stepfather turned to Kevin and asked, "Well boy, how was
that?

"That was the most wonderful thing that every happened to me!
Twice!!" he exclaimed.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, boy. Watch this."

My father slid his pants and his shorts down his bony legs and
kicked them away. I didn't want to look, but I couldn't help but
see his dick. 

"So that is what a grown up one looks like," I thought. It was
scary. I didn't know what normal was. It was about a month before
he started sharing me with his friends and assorted strangers and
then I was able to compare. His cock was larger than most, but
not that much. It was big and hairy and really gross looking. It
was still soft. It hung down over the hairy ball sack hanging
between his legs. There was a thick tube of skin covering the tip
of it and the whole tip was covered in what looked like clear
slime.

I expected him to order my mom between his legs but he looked at
me and said, "You first slut. Get over here and start licking."

Slut?! Who the hell is he calling a slut? I'm still a fucking
virgin!

I realized what he was ordering me to do and I looked at my mom.
She just nodded. I saw the agony in her face, but I couldn't help
resenting her for letting these things happen to me, to us.

I crawled between his legs, avoiding, as much as possible, any
contact with him. He was watching me, amused at the expressions
of fear and revulsion flickering across my face. I was there now.
All that was left was to do it. Just lean forward and place his
nasty, smelly sex organs in my mouth. I hesitated for a moment
and he called my mother closer so that he could torment her with
what I was being forced to do. I saw Kevin move closer on the
other side so that he could enjoy the show too.

I leaned forward and I smelled the musty, sweaty smell of his
crotch. It was different than it had been with Kevin. I am not
sure what it was, dirtier, sweatier, or older? I stuck out my
tongue and licked the head of his dick and I jumped back when it
twitched violently. 

I guess he wasn't impressed with my style. "Put your right hand
around the base of my cock," he ordered.

I reached out and gingerly slid my thumb underneath his large,
nasty organ. I wrapped my small hand around it as far as it would
go. It didn't go anywhere near all the way around. 

"Use your hand to stand it up, then pull the skin around the head
of it down and gently lick it all over."

I stared at his cock as I obeyed his commands. It seemed to be
slowly growing larger, very slowly. I slid my hand a little
higher up the shaft and then tightened my grip and pulled down,
pulling the extra skin away from the tip. He told me what the
skin was called and what purpose it served. It was all very
educational. He also mentioned that sometimes crud accumulated
underneath that skin and needed to be cleaned out, for health
reasons, of course. He told me that his preferred method of
cleaning his cock was to use a bitch's mouth. 

I hesitated for another moment, wondering if perhaps a beating
might be easier to take. Then I leaned back into his crotch and
started licking the tip of his cock. I licked it clean all around
and then he ordered me to hold it like that and go ahead and lick
his balls. 

He made me lick his balls for a long time and I felt his cock
growing in my hand. It just kept getting scarier.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay. Let's see how good a cocksucker
you are," he said disdainfully.

I really hated the names he kept calling me. As soon as that
thought crossed my mind I realized how ludicrous it was to be
forced to do the things I was doing yet to be upset about the
names. I had other, more pressing matters to take care of now
though. I didn't have time to contemplate life's little ironies
at the moment.

I wet my lips and forced them over the head of his now hard cock.
I moved my mouth down a little and then back to the tip. I can't
really say that I learned how to do this from my experience with
Kevin. He had cum so quickly and his penis was so much smaller.
It was like apples and oranges. Or maybe string beans and
cucumbers would be a better analogy.

He decided I needed more lessons and he ordered me to lick his
balls while I watched how a woman was supposed to suck cock. I
moved my tongue down and explored his balls while right before my
eyes my mother leaned down and took his cock in her mouth. 

I watched in disbelief as she took more and more of it down with
each stroke until she had the head of his cock in her throat and
his entire organ was in her mouth. Her lips were tight against
his stomach for a moment and then she started, slowly at first,
to move her mouth up and down his shaft, taking it all with each
down stroke. I was so fascinated that I just knelt there with my
tongue on his balls and stared. I saw Kevin's face and he, too,
was amazed. 

My mother nudged me discretely and I realized I was not doing
what I had been told. I started licking again and we worked with
our faces nearly touching, and sometimes touching, in my
stepfather's crotch, until he started groaning and then I felt
him tense up and thrust his hips up and he shot his cum right
down my mother's throat.

I watched her swallow quickly and then just hold his cock in her
mouth until he told us to stop. I straightened up my straining
back and mom got back to her feet and we waited. 

Dad asked Kevin, "Well, boy, you ready for your first piece of
ass?"

I heard my mother's sharp intake of breath. I waited quietly,
wondering which one of us Kevin was going to fuck.

Kevin was smiling like a jackass. He was turning into the same
kind of animal that I had recently come to understand that my
stepfather was. I didn't think that I liked Kevin anymore.

"Yes sir!" Kevin said, the excitement evident in both his voice
and his reacquired erection bobbing right by my cheek.

Mom was ordered to lie on the floor in the middle of the room and
give Kevin any help he needed. My stepfather pulled me up and
into his lap and we watched my mom and Kevin have sex while my
father slipped a long, fat, finger inside my pussy and toyed with
my hymen.

Kevin climbed quickly on top of my mom and, with her help, slid
his small cock into her. He got a look on his face like he was in
heaven or something. Then he started moving in and out of her,
very fast with short little strokes. After all that I had
experienced already this afternoon, fucking didn't seem that
remarkable. The most interesting part was the way my mom's boobs
jiggled around on her chest from the force of Kevin's fucking.

After he came in my mom, Kevin collapsed on top of her for a
minute and played with her boobs. Then he rose to his knees and
stood up. As he was standing up Pug whispered in my ear, "Watch
this, you will have to do this too. It's what sluts do."

I almost threw up as I watched my mother sit up and take Kevin's
wet, slimy little cock into her mouth and suck it clean. Then she
did the same thing with his little balls.

At last it was time for Kevin to go home. My dad, I hated calling
him that now, Pug, told him that he was welcome to come back any
time. He could use either me or my mother in any way that he
liked, except that he could not fuck my pussy yet, as long as he
didn't tell anyone, ever, about what happened here. Not his best
friend, not his parents, nobody. Pug assured Kevin that if he
ended up in jail, he had friends that would make sure Kevin, and
whoever he told, ended up dead.

Kevin, the rotten little bastard that I had thought was my
friend, gave his word of honor. Yeah, like he knew what honor
was!

After he left I started to get dressed but Pug stopped me. "There
doesn't seem to be any more need for that charade," he said.
"From now on you two don't wear clothes in the house. Gina," he
continued, "go make supper, then, after Dani cleans up the
kitchen you two can go somewhere and talk for a while. Make sure
you let her know what will be expected of her."

I picked up my clothes and my mother's from the floor and took
them to our rooms. Then I went to the bathroom and brushed my
teeth to get the taste of cock and cum out of my mouth before
supper.

I went into the kitchen to see if my mom needed any help and
since she had things under control I set the table and then
waited out of the way in the kitchen, watching my mother working
in the nude and I wondered how she could have let Pug and Kevin
do the things that they had done to me. Not to mention what they
had done to her.

Supper was quiet and when it was over Pug went into the living
room and watched TV. Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen and the
dining room and then we went to my room.

It was so strange to be naked all the time, and to look at my
mother and see her naked all the time. I couldn't help wondering
if my breasts were going to look like hers someday. They were
large and firm and didn't seem to sag at all. Even I was able to
see that they were sexy.

As soon as the door to my room was closed my mother hugged me
tight and cried and told me how sorry she was. It felt funny
having her naked boobs rubbing on me like that, but she just
acted like we had clothes on, so I tried to do that too.

I just looked at her, waiting for her to start talking. For a
long time, though, she just sat on my bed beside me and stared at
her hands.

I finally had to ask her how she, how WE got into this mess.

She wiped her eyes with a tissue and blew her nose and took a few
deep breaths. "When I met Pug I had been alone for more than nine
years. Well, not alone, you were there. But having a child is not
like having a friend, a companion, a lover. I was so lonely and I
guess I was the perfect match for him. He was strong and
assertive and he took over. He took over my whole life! I didn't
mind at all. It made me feel safe. And I did love him. I didn't
worry about you growing up without a father anymore, or me losing
my job and becoming homeless. It was obvious that before very
long you loved him as much as I did. He has a way about him!"

I had to agree with that.

"Things started changing slowly," she continued. "The changes
even made sense at first. I welcomed them. Well, most of them. I
guess he must have been right. I am a natural submissive. There
is no other way to explain it. He started out taking control of
the house and the money. Before long he wasn't asking me what I
wanted, or what I wanted to do, he was telling me. At first I
didn't even realize it. When I did......well, I kind of liked
it."

"Then he started changing the way I dressed and the way I acted.
In the beginning I was nervous. I wasn't used to wearing the
kinds of clothing that he liked me to wear. After a while I got
used to it and even started feeling sexy when I wore those short
skirts and see-through tops. The big hurdle came later when he
made me stop wearing underwear. I shall never forget what
happened in the living room this afternoon, and I shall never
forget the first time he took me out in a see-through blouse with
nothing under it. It was, up to that point, the most humiliating
thing that I had ever done. The thing is though, that he enjoys
humiliating me. He keeps finding new and better ways of doing it.
He is going to do that with you too baby. I'm sorry."

I didn't have enough of a clue about what would be happening to
me, what would be done to me, to really worry about that right
then. I knew what humiliation was. I felt it deeply when I
undressed in front of Pug and Kevin. I didn't know that was the
tip of the iceberg.

"I should probably tell you some of the things I have had to do,
since you will have to do them too, maybe not right away, but
eventually. I don't know how much longer he will wait to take
your virginity. He is not a patient man. I don't think it will be
long. It began for me after I started wearing the new clothes he
bought for me. We would go out in the afternoon and he would make
me walk alone in see-through blouses and I would have to stick my
chest out and walk slow and smile at the men who stared. 

"Sometimes we would go somewhere to eat, or for a drink, and he
would make me sit with my legs spread wide and my skirt pulled
up. It was obvious that it was not an accident that my pussy was
exposed. Things went on like that for a long time. Every time I
got used to some indignity he would find another one to amuse
himself. The next major hurdle came when he took me out one day
and we went to the home of a friend of his. As soon as we got
inside I was ordered to strip. I hesitated and he whipped his
belt out and pummeled my ass with it, right in front of his
friend. He beat me until I begged to be allowed to undress in
front of him and his friend."

"At first they just looked at me, watched me as I went to fetch
drinks or snacks for them. Then Pug's friend started touching me.
I begged Pug to take me home. Instead they both undressed and I
had sex with them all evening, over and over, every way that
there was. Ways I hadn't even imagined."

"Not long after that it happened again, then with another of
Pug's friends, then with both of his friends at the same time.
Then the recording started. Before long I had a camera pointed at
me all the time. Every weird and kinky sex act you could imagine,
I did it, and they recorded it."

"By then of course, I had surrendered myself to Pug. I followed
his rules, I dressed to please him, I fucked who and where he
wanted me to fuck. A couple of months ago he told me that you
were old enough now. He was going to start involving you in our
games. I drew the line. I absolutely refused. My mother instinct
finally kicked in I guess."

"But it was too late. He told me that if I tried to interfere, if
I did not, in fact, help, he would take me to court and with the
recordings he had made he would get custody of you and I would
never see you again. I didn't know what to do. The best I could
figure was that, if I did what he wanted, if I let him have you,
at least I could be here to help what little bit he would let me
help."

"I'm sorry darling. I know it sucks. I know you must think I am
the worst mother in the world. You are probably right. But I have
no choice. As awful as it seems, I am so weak that I would
probably go along even if he wasn't holding the movies over my
head. It seems like there is no bottom. I just keep going lower
and lower."

"Now, the rules, there aren't that many, but things can quickly
get unpleasant if you don't obey them. You already know one of
them. You never cover up, ever." She grabbed my chin and made
sure she had my attention and said, "You gotta listen baby, and
you gotta remember. He can make you hurt so bad if you don't."

I nodded. I hoped I could remember. I was in a daze. My brain
seemed to be fogged over. It was just too much for an eleven year
old girl.

"You never say 'no' and you always say 'Sir'."

I nodded again.

"I'm sorry baby," she said, quietly, almost as if she were
talking to herself. "I can't help you. I'm too weak."

That was the beginning. Life got hard after that. Kevin came over
every day after school and most weekends. Sometimes he even made
me go to some empty room or broom closet at school and suck his
cock during lunch. Pug made me dress like a slut. Well, that's
not quite right. Pug made me a slut, and then he made me dress
appropriately. He invited his friends over all the time and they
had orgies with mom and me. They filmed everything. 

Sometimes he took us to a private club somewhere. We were always
blindfolded on the way there and back. Some nights at the club
weren't so bad. Mom and I would have to pose for pictures until
they got bored, nasty pictures. Then everyone would get a little
relief from my mom or me and go home. But nobody got hurt. 

Sometimes it wasn't so easy. Sometimes there were large groups of
men who raped us, over and over, for hours. Sometimes one or both
of us were tied up and tortured. Needles, wax, clothespins,
whips, and things that I didn't even know what they were, only
that they hurt, bad.

When I was fourteen I got knocked up, but the torture continued.
I was terrified. I just knew that they were going to hurt my
baby. Or wait until she was eleven and then start torturing her
too. 

They watched my belly get bigger and they filmed me doing all
kinds of nasty things with my big belly, things that seemed
dangerous to me.

So one day I didn't come home from school. I figured I couldn't
get any worse off. I had squirreled away about fifty dollars. Not
much, but I was not allowed to have money so it was difficult,
and dangerous. I took off instead of going to school. By midnight
I was three states away.

I found a nice, medium sized city on the other side of the
country and, with a lot of effort and some luck, and a little
help from some nice people, I started over. 

After Melody was born and things settled down, I found a reliable
daycare center and got a dead end job. With food stamps and
assistance with daycare I was getting by. I took the GED test and
did well on it. Turns out I am not as dumb as I thought I was.
Then I started going to night school at the local Technical
College and got a nursing degree. 

I was working my butt off, but my daughter, my beautiful Melody,
loved school and was smart and as close to an angel as a nine
year old can be. The most important thing though, was that she
was safe. There was nobody to torture her or turn her into a sex
slave.

Then, one morning when I had finally gotten my head straight and
more or less gotten over the past, there was a knock at the door
and, lo and behold, my darling daddy.

I couldn't think. I knew that he wasn't bluffing. If I kicked him
out he would get custody of Melody. If I called the cops it would
be my word against his movie. If I ran away again he would find
me, if he didn't actually have someone watching me just in case.
But if I caved, how could I protect my daughter from him. 

I knew the answer to that question. I couldn't. I knew that if I
went back home with him, then before long I would have to watch
my daughter serving as his sex slave. Just like I had watched my
mother surrender to his perverted whims, my daughter would see me
in that same position, starting immediately.

Pug was ignoring me. He was sitting back watching my highlights
movie on our little TV. I could see that he had an erection. I
had not seen a cock since I ran away nine years ago, at least,
not outside of my work at the hospital. I wasn't anxious to see
another one, especially his. He glanced at me and saw where I was
looking. He smiled and said, "When you finally come to the
inevitable conclusion, get your ass over here and take care of
this." Then he went back to watching TV.

I looked at the TV and saw that the current segment was of Kevin
fucking me when I was about twelve. After Pug took my virginity,
and in this case "took" is the right word, and had spent nearly a
week fucking me at least once a day, he gave Kevin permission to
start using my pussy. 

Pug had turned Kevin from the nice guy next door into a smaller
version of himself. He came over everyday after school and my
mother and I would be in the house, naked of course. Sometimes he
would have sex with me and sometimes with my mom, but often it
was with both of us. Sometimes we would both suck his cock. Or
one of us would suck him, or get on top of him and fuck him while
the other one sat on his face so that he could lick her pussy.
One of his favorite things to do was to fuck me while my mother
attempted to lick his balls.

I wonder if he still lives in the area. I wonder if he is still
an asshole.

I finally gave in to the inevitable. I stood up and walked over
to Pug. I knelt down, unbuckled his belt, then I unfastened his
pants. I pulled his pants and shorts down to his ankles. He
spread his knees and I started to bend down and suck his cock.

"Hold on," he said, and I looked up to see what he wanted. "You
know I like my cocksuckers naked."

I sighed, despair sweeping over me as I stood up and undressed.
As I was taking my bra and panties off he said, "You should be
thanking me. Now you won't have to wear all that shit anymore."

I knelt back down and bent down to take his large cock into my
mouth and throat for the first time in nine years. I had not, in
all of those years, taken a cock into my mouth. I had not even
seen one outside of the hospital, and they don't count. It was
very hard to get good at it again, especially the throat part. I
really struggled to take him into my throat and at last he got
impatient and used his hands to force my head down and finally it
was done. Something about that first time, it's a barrier that is
hard to cross. It was still hard after that, but I knew from
experience that it would get easier.

I sucked him until I felt that he was getting ready to cum. Then,
as he had taught me, I began to lightly tickle his balls with my
fingertips until he filled my mouth with his spend.

I choked and gagged a little, but he just watched in amusement
until I finally managed to get it under control and swallow his
load. Then I licked him clean and knelt waiting for his next
command.

He patted me on the head and said, "Not bad, obviously out of
practice. Don't worry; you'll be good again in no time."

"Sir," I said, slipping back into my old habits, "Melanie will be
home soon and I need to get dressed."

"No, she might as well get used to seeing you like this." 

As the tears started rolling down my cheeks he said, "Why don't
you use that sweet mouth of yours to get me hard again. I have
really missed that nice, tight pussy of yours. I want to take it
for a little ride."

I bent back down and licked his cock and his balls and then
started gently sucking on his cock. Pug had always had remarkable
powers of recuperation and it wasn't long at all before he was
hard and throbbing in my mouth. 

"You want to fuck out here or take me into your bedroom?" he
asked. 

"In my bedroom, please Sir," I said, thinking of how little time
there was before my daughter came home. I stood up and started to
lead him to my bedroom but he said, "No, I don't think so, not
this time."

He pushed me down to my knees, turned me so that I faced the
front door, and then he knelt behind me and, after a little
fumbling, forced his hard cock all the way into me in one hard
stroke. It had been so long! God, for just a moment I didn't
think about who was doing it and what the circumstances were, for
a moment it just felt good. Then I realized that I was here, on
my knees facing the front door because he wanted my Melody to
come in and see me like this.

He fucked me slowly, taking long gentle strokes. It was very
unlike his normal fuck, which always was more like a violent rape
than anything else. I couldn't help it, as terrified as I was
that my baby would see me like this, it just felt so fucking
good!

I was getting close when suddenly the front door opened and my
daughter rushed in and closed the door, not even seeing me at
first, all wrapped up in her own little world.

I tried to pull away, but Pug held my hips firmly and kept
stroking into me. Melody finally looked up and saw us and came to
a screeching halt with her mouth wide open.

Pug spoke to Melody, calmly, as if we were sitting in chairs
fully dressed and nobody in the room was getting fucked.

"Hi sweetheart, I bet you don't know who I am." Melody shook her
head and he said, "I am your grandfather. Your mother is my
daughter. I came to take you two back home to live with me and
your grandmother. Isn't that exciting?"

All the while he continued pumping into me. It had been feeling
pretty good until the front door opened. Now I was cold inside as
I felt my new life come tumbling down around me. 

"Mommy?" Melody said, obviously disturbed by what she was seeing.
"What is he doing to you? Is he my grandfather?"

I tried to keep my voice steady as I forced myself to answer her
questions. "Yes baby, he is your grandfather. He is having
intercourse with me. Intercourse is something that grownups do
sometimes. You go to your room and change out of your school
clothes now."

Pug interjected, "Dani! I have just met my granddaughter for the
first time! Don't send her out of the room! Sweetheart, you come
over here and sit down on the couch so we can talk."

Melody knew at a gut level that this was not something she should
be watching. She was confused, but when I didn't say anything she
walked over to the couch, staying as far from Pug and me as she
could.

Melody watched us for a minute or two as Pug continued his long,
slow fucking. Then she asked, "Mommy, what's innercourse?"

"Intercourse, sweetie," I corrected reluctantly. "Usually it is
what a husband and wife do when they make love, after they get
married. In our family it is something different than that. It is
when a man puts his sex organ, his penis, into a woman's sex
organ, a vagina. Then he moves it in and out until he gets a nice
feeling and then he is done. Remember when you saw those dogs and
mommy explained it all to you?"

"I guess," she said, obviously confused by what she was seeing.

I felt him speed up and then he grabbed my hips and slammed into
me, more like his normal rape stroke for a few more minutes and
then he came. I was relieved that it was over, but afraid of what
came next. He slipped his cock free and got up and sat down
beside Melody. I looked at him, pleading with my eyes. But I saw
the look on his face and I knew I would regret it if I didn't do
what was expected me.

I swiveled around and, as my daughter watched in disbelief, I
leaned forward and sucked Pug's cock clean. When at last I was
done I sat up on my heels. I felt cum dripping out of my slit and
I stood up and started for the bathroom. 

"Hold on there Dani, come back over here," Pug said. Then he
turned to Melody and said, "Is that the first time you ever saw
two people fucking, sweetheart?"

"Yes sir," she said. She was not sure if she wanted to talk to
him, and she was certainly uncomfortable talking about sex.

"Well darlin', you are going to have to get used to it because
there is always a lot of it going on at our house. I bet you have
never even seen a man with no clothes on before, have you?"

"No sir," she said. She kept looking at me, waiting for me to
make everything normal again, and I couldn't.

"Dani," Pug said, "Show Melody what comes out of a man's cock
when he cums in a cunt."

I blanched at both the language and the order. I should have
driven a steak knife through his heart as soon as he came into my
house!

"Melody," I began reluctantly, "a man's penis, his sex organ, is
sometimes called a cock. Some people, vulgar people (I knew I
would pay for that), call a woman's sex organ, her vagina, a
cunt. When they have intercourse the man puts his cock in the
woman's cunt and moves it in and out like your grandfather showed
you until he gets a really good feeling and then a white cream
comes out of the hole in the end of his cock and goes into the
woman." I reached down and scooped up a couple of fingers full of
the slimy cum running down my thigh and held them out so that she
could see it.

She wrinkled up her nose and said, "Yuck!"

I reminded her that she needed to go change out of her school
clothes and she tried to stand up. Pug started to stop her, but I
was not going to leave the two of them alone in the room. I guess
he saw the defiance in my face and he let her go. After all, he
had plenty of time.

My daughter went to change clothes and I went to the bathroom and
got cleaned up. I came back out and reminded him quickly and
quietly that he had said he would leave my daughter alone. 

He promised again that he would, but I knew he was lying. I was
sure that she was the reason he was here.

I picked up my clothes but he wouldn't let me dress. He said,
"We'll find you something to wear a little later. You got a baby
sitter?"

I nodded. 

"See if she can come over after supper so you and me can go out
and get a drink."

It was starting again. I knew what he meant by go out for a
drink. He would be showing me off to strange men, probably even
letting some of them fuck me. At the very least I could count on
having to give a few blowjobs to an occasional smelly drunk.

I called Kara, the sixteen year old that I used for baby sitting
and she said she would be happy to sit for me after supper. Then
I went into the kitchen and made supper. 

Melody was obviously uncomfortable with our nudity, but there was
nothing I could do about that. After supper I told Melody that
Kara would be sitting for her and we were going out for a little
while. That was fine with her, she loved Kara.

I cleaned up the kitchen and went into my bedroom to try to find
something to wear that was sexy enough that Pug wouldn't feel the
need to modify it with a pair of scissors.

I didn't have anymore slut clothes. As soon as I left that
purgatory I had lived in I had become normal as quickly as
possible. I was a very conservative person and I dressed that
way. I started looking at the dresses hanging in my small closet.
I was not well off and I didn't have a lot. As I was looking I
heard a noise and turned around to find Pug behind me, dressed,
finally. 

"I bet you ain't got shit to wear, do you?"

"No," I said. "Once I left you I bought all normal clothes."

He shook his head in disgust and moved me out of the way. He
looked through my tops and none of them were even translucent,
much less transparent. They were unacceptable. He looked at my
dresses and one after the other he pushed them aside with a look
on his face that said, "Where did I go wrong with this girl!"

Finally he pulled out a wraparound sundress and I put it on. I
knew he would be unhappy. It was knee length and not transparent
anywhere. 

It was a relief to be dressed at last. I quickly brushed my teeth
and my hair and slipped on a pair of shoes and since Kara had
arrived while I was getting ready we left.

Pug led me to his old van and started driving. I don't think he
knew where he was going, but he drove around until he found the
part of town that interested him. He seemed to have an instinct
for finding the part of town with the strip clubs and adult
bookstores and tattoo parlors and bars.

He parked in front of an adult bookstore and we got out. I knew
that he had taken my mother to several of these back home, but I
was always too young and he couldn't get me in. Now I was
twenty-three and we walked right in. 

I was the only woman in the store, of course. I was surrounded by
pornography of the nastiest kinds. All the men were watching me,
some surreptitiously, most staring openly. Pug led me around and
I stood near him as he looked at some of the magazines and a few
of the movies. Then we drifted into the section where the toys
were. In addition to the dildos and vibrators and such, there was
a small selection of slut clothing. 

The clerk came over and asked if he could help us. Pug said that
he wanted me to try on a couple of the items on display. He
pointed out a tiny halter top that said, "It ain't gonna lick
itself!" and a skirt that was so short that a cheerleader
couldn't wear it.

I told him my sizes and the clerk went into the storeroom and
brought out the items. Pug took them from the clerk and as the
clerk started to tell me that I would have to use the restroom
because they didn't have fitting rooms, Pug said, "That's okay,
she don't need one."

Nine years ago, just before I ran away, I could have done this
easily. Not happily, but easily. It was so hard now. I slowly
unfastened the belt on my dress and then the small hidden buttons
holding it closed. I slipped it off and Pug took it and handed me
the skirt. I saw that every man in the store was gathered around
and watching as I stepped into the skirt and buttoned it around
my waist. I looked down and saw that if it did actually cover my
pussy, and I wasn't sure that it did, it was just barely.

Then he handed me the top and I slipped it on quickly. When the
men saw what it said they chuckled and made some rude comments.
Pug turned to them and said, "If one of you guys will pay for the
top, you can lick it all you want."

The men were silent for a moment and then one of them said, "How
much?"

The clerk said, "Twelve dollars, plus tax."

"Sold!" he called out.

I assumed we would go out to the van, or into a side room, silly
me. The man stepped forward and pushed me into a low armchair at
the end of the aisle. He knelt on the dirty floor and pushed my
legs wide apart, with a crowd of men watching closely. Then he
attacked my pussy with his mouth. He wasn't that good, but he was
enthusiastic and before long I felt myself nearing the first
orgasm in nine years that wasn't by my own hand. I closed my eyes
and tried to keep it discreet. I wasn't very successful. Soon I
was thrusting my hips up to meet his mouth and moaning in
pleasure. Then it was happening. I grabbed his hair and pulled
him hard into my crotch and came all over his face. Then I
collapsed in embarrassment.

While I had been diverted, Pug had gotten someone else to pay for
the skirt and as soon as the man between my knees stood up
another man knelt in front of me with a long, hard cock sticking
out of his pants. Before I fully realized what was happening he
was plunging it into me. The men really enjoyed the way my
breasts swayed violently with each thrust of the man's cock and I
was still a little high on hormones from having some stranger eat
me out, so before long I was ready to cum around this man's cock.
As soon as I felt him stiffen up and pump his load into me that
is just what I did. 

I wanted to rest for a minute, but I knew what would happen if I
didn't finish the job. As soon as the man stood up I leaned
forward and sucked him clean. That was a definite crowd pleaser.
They also enjoyed it when Pug made me scoop up the cum drooling
out of my pussy and eat it. 

Pug had gotten what he had come for and he pulled me to my feet
and back out to the van. He drove up and down the street a couple
of times and finally picked out a bar. We parked and I followed
him inside. We each got a beer and then he turned around to look
at the bar and its patrons. I sipped on my beer and wondered what
the next indignity would be.

We were on our second beer when Pug ordered me to turn around on
my stool and look pretty. It was starting.

He stood up and started going around to the men at the tables. I
looked around and saw that I was the only female in the place.
Pug stopped at each table and as he talked the men would look at
me and then back at him. I knew it was going to end in sex, I
just wasn't sure where or how many men.

After he had been to all of the tables he went over to the man
behind the bar. He talked to him for a few minutes and then he
came over and pulled me off of my stool and I followed the
bartender and Pug to a back room. There was a small cot against
the wall and Pug pulled the nasty, bare mattress off of it and
dropped it on the floor. Then he held out his hand and I knew
what was expected. I slipped off my little slut top and my little
slut skirt and the bartender stared at me in awe for a moment
until Pug said, "Alright girl, it's time to pay the man for the
use of the room."

I walked over to the bartender and put my arms around him and
kissed him. He put both hands on my ass and kissed me back. He
wasn't here for foreplay though. He stepped back and pulled his
pants and shorts down and pushed on my shoulders. I dropped down
without even a thought of resisting and took his smelly cock into
my mouth. He was already hard and I easily took his average sized
cock all the way down. He was impressed and I heard him exclaim,
"Holy shit!" 

I sucked him enthusiastically. I seemed to be regaining my talent
in that area rapidly. He came quickly and I swallowed right away.
Then I licked him clean and helped him with his pants. 

Pug said, "Wait here," and then he and the bartender walked out
together. I looked out the door when they opened it and I saw a
line of men. I wondered how many I would be fucking tonight.

Then it started. Mostly they came in one at a time and I did
whatever they wanted. A couple of times two of them came in
together. It didn't matter to me. I sucked them and licked them
and fucked them with my pussy and my ass, and I always cleaned
them up afterwards.

There was nothing in here I could use as a rag to clean myself
on, and after every few fucks I had to scoop up the cum and
swallow it. I knew that if anyone complained to Pug that I was
too sloppy or too messy to fuck that I would be punished. It went
on for hours. I guess he wasn't charging very much because it
seemed like just about everyone that had been out front came in,
and then some.

Pug finally came back and collected me. As I was dressing in my
new slut outfit he said, "Congratulations, you just paid for the
trip home. I think that's only right since it's your fault I had
to come and get your ass."

"Yes sir," I said. That was the only appropriate response most
times when talking to Pug. Just about anything else got you into
trouble.

I was allowed to use the restroom before leaving and I cleaned up
as much as I could before we left. I had to give him directions
to get back to my house. We went in and I paid Kara and I checked
on Melody before I went to bed, with Pug.

I woke up during the night and Pug wasn't there. I panicked and
shot out of bed and went to Melody's room. Pug was in there,
standing over her, looking down and playing with his cock. I
watched for a minute and then he realized I was there and he went
back to bed. I excused myself so that I could get a glass of
water. 

While I was drinking the water my eyes fell on the little wooden
block holding my sharp knives. I would not normally have had the
nerve, but finding him in Melody's room, knowing that leaving
here with him was tantamount to surrendering my daughter to this
beast, I knew what I had to do. 

I grabbed the biggest, sharpest knife I owned and hid it behind
my back. I turned out the light and walked quietly but
purposefully back to my bedroom. Pug was lying on his stomach and
when I came in he said, "Since we're up anyway, why don't you get
down there and eat out my ass for a little while, slut."

I walked to the side of the bed and I didn't even hesitate. I was
terrified, of course, not of what I was about to do, but of
failing.

I didn't fail. The knife sliced right into his neck like butter.
He didn't die instantly, he gasped for air for a few seconds, but
I had damaged his spinal cord. He couldn't move. He just gasped
and quivered until he was dead. There wasn't even that much
blood. I cleaned myself off in the bathroom. Then I went to
Melody's room and told her to get up and get dressed.

I called Kara's mother. I apologized for calling at such an
ungodly hour, but I told her that I had an emergency and I had to
get Melody out of the house for a while because there were going
to be police here in a few minutes. Kara's mother, Monica, and I
had been friends for a long time. I had never let myself get too
close to anyone so it wasn't like we were best friends or
anything. She is a nice person though, and a good friend and she
arrived at my door within minutes of my phone call. 

She asked what was wrong and if she could help. I thought she
deserved some explanation, but I didn't want Melody to hear it so
I had her wait out in the car with Kara. 

When she left I said, "Monica, I was abused as a child. My
stepfather raped me on a daily basis, and shared with his friends
and strangers alike. I finally ran away when they got me pregnant
at the age of fourteen. He found me today. He came to get me. He
came for Melody. He was going to take us back and do all of those
things to her and I couldn't stand it so I killed him. I don't
know if I can prove it, so I don't know how long I will be gone.
I imagine if they charge me then Child Services will come for
Melody. That will be better than what was going to happen to
her.

Monica was crying harder than I was by the time I finished. She
hugged me and promised to take care of Melody. As soon as they
left I called the police. I figured it wasn't an emergency
because he couldn't get any deader, so I called the regular
number and told the desk sergeant that I had just killed my
stepfather for raping me.

He paused for a moment and got my name and address and then he
sent a car over. He kept me on the phone while I was waiting and,
after he read me my rights over the phone he kept asking me
questions. It was rather annoying when I had to answer them again
when the patrolmen got there. Then again when I was delivered to
the police station and turned over to the homicide detectives. I
managed to take that tape Pug had brought so that they could see
some of what I had been through. 

I told them everything. I was as honest and open as I could be.
They looked at the tape and they contacted the cops back home who
promptly sent a car out to my mother's house. At first she
wouldn't talk to them. Not until she found out I had killed Pug.
Then she told them everything. She also turned over his entire
movie collection. All the evidence they could need.

The cops from home called the local cops and told them what they
had found. The local cops called the DA's Office and I went
through it all again with two people from the DA's Office. Then
they left me alone for a while. 

I had been at the police station all night. I was surprised at
how nice everyone was. I fully expected to be arrested and thrown
into a cell right away. I hadn't even seen a cell yet!

It was eight in the morning when they finally reached a decision.
I would not be charged with murder. The DA had started pushing
for voluntary manslaughter but apparently he spoke with the
people back home who had been viewing all those movies I had
starred in and the more they told him the less inclined he was to
prosecute. I was finally given a ride home and told that I should
let them know if I moved, just in case they had anymore
questions.

I thanked them for being so understanding. They gave me a ride
home and then I drove over to get Melody. I told Monica and Kara
what had happened and they told me if I needed anything to please
let them know. It sounded like they meant it!

I took Melody home and she had a lot of questions. I had a lot of
things to try to explain to a nine year old who really was too
young to understand most of it. 

Then I had to shop for a new mattress.

I finally got some sleep on the couch for a few hours. When I
woke up I started wondering about my mother. I called their old
number and mom answered. As soon as I identified myself she hung
up. I guess she was upset that I had killed her husband.

Things are back to normal for Melody and me. It has been a couple
of months and I had to go in to the station once to sign some
statements, but that was about it, I guess.

The story was in the paper for a few days. I had to convince my
head nurse that I wasn't a serial murderer. Beyond that they
didn't seem to care at work that I had just killed my
stepfather.

The only thing is, gee it was nice getting fucked again! Maybe I
could use a boyfriend.

THE END

Dani Does the Right Thing   The Prequel

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To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

I have had some requests to go into more detail about Dani's life
between the age of eleven when she was first abused by her
stepfather and the age fourteen when she finally ran away. Since
I am not in the middle of anything at the moment I thought I
would give writing a prequel a shot.

I was raised by a single mom until I was nine. I didn't much
notice that my family wasn't like everyone else's until I was
five or six. They say you can't miss what you never had, but I
can recall lying in bed at night and fantasizing about having a
loving, protecting father to watch over me and take me and my mom
places. The older I got the more often I indulged in that
fantasy. But the man in my fantasy never had a face.

My mother almost never dated during those years. I could count on
the fingers of one hand the times she had gone out with someone
when I was younger. I don't recall her ever going on a second
date with anyone. Not until she met Pug Franklin. 

Pug seemed to be everything my mother was looking for in a man.
He was big and strong and a real "take charge" kind of guy. He
had his own business and knew what he wanted out of life. In many
ways he was the archetypical male chauvinist pig. He was just
exactly what the average women's libber was up in arms about. He
was just exactly the kind of man my mother was looking for. 

Pug recognized the submissive streak in my mother immediately. He
had found the woman he was looking for, and the fact that she had
a cute little daughter was a huge bonus. He started taking over
our lives. He began in the traditional way, taking my mother out
to dinner and a movie. Mom was swept right off of her feet.

So was I. Almost immediately Pug started including me in their
dates. He would take us to the zoo, or to a movie. We went to the
circus when it came to town. He courted me just like he did my
mother, and I fell for him just like my mom did. Now the loving,
protective father in my fantasies had a face. He looked just
exactly like Pug. When Pug would pick me up and hold me in his
lap I was so happy I could almost purr.

I guess he had mom purring too, because within four months of
their first meeting they were engaged. Two months later they were
married. Mom and I moved out of our apartment into Pug's nice
large house. It was the first time we had ever lived in a house.
It was a very exciting time.

Pug spoiled me rotten from the very beginning. He was always
bringing home little presents for me. All of those dolls that my
friends had but mom could never afford to give me. He built me a
huge doll house. If a genie had given me three wishes right then,
there would have been nothing for me to wish for. I had it all. 

The entire first year that we lived with Pug was pretty close to
heaven. Mom was just as happy as I was. She had quit her job at
Pug's insistence and was now a stay at home mom. She happily
cooked and cleaned and waited on Pug hand and foot. 

There were never any arguments. Mom always did as she was told,
and so did I. After the first year Pug started slowly making
changes. One evening Pug told mom that he thought that she was a
beautiful woman and it was time that she started dressing more
like it. He told her that the next day, Saturday, we would go
shopping for a new wardrobe for her. He said that she needed to
start wearing shorter skirts and sexier tops, showing off a
little.

My mother was not happy to hear that. She was a very shy and
conservative person. From the sounds I heard coming from their
bedroom from time to time she enjoyed sex. But sex and sexuality
and sexiness were all reserved for Pug and only in the bedroom.
She tried to explain to him that she was quite happy with the
clothing she had now and it wasn't necessary to go spending a lot
of money on clothes that she probably wouldn't even wear.

I was in the room for this discussion, but not really paying much
attention. For some reason, though, I had been looking at Pug
when my mother said that. The look that came over his face
terrified me, and I think my mother too.

Pug stood up and took my mother's hand and pulled her along
quickly to their bedroom. I only heard, "DON'T YOU EVER" before
the door slammed and then I could only hear his loud but
indistinct voice coming from the back of the house. 

I didn't know what was going on, but I was scared. I didn't know
if they were coming back out to the living room and it was almost
my bed time so I picked up my things and turned the light off and
went to my bedroom. I put my pajamas on and went to bed and lay
there in the dark wondering what had happened.

It was probably fifteen minutes later that Pug came in and said
goodnight. He sat on the edge of the bed and said that he was
sorry I had to see that. He explained that sometimes my mother
forgot her place and needed correcting. It didn't mean that he
didn't still love her. He sat me up and hugged me close and said,
"And of course I will always love you Dani."

Pug kissed me on the forehead and laid me back down and tucked me
in and said goodnight and all was well with the world again. I
wasn't sure what my mother had done, but I was glad that he had
gotten it straightened out.

The next day at breakfast mom was very quiet, not her usual
chipper self. Pug, on the other hand, acted like everything was
normal and he wasn't mad so I just ate my breakfast and Pug and I
talked about school.

After breakfast I was cleaning off the table and helping clean up
the kitchen. The trash can was full so I tied the bag up and
pulled it out of the can and took it out back to the garbage can.
To my amazement I saw that both cans were full to overflowing and
there were large trash bags piled beside them. I looked inside a
few of them and realized that all of my mother's clothes had been
thrown away!

I went back inside and started to ask my mom what was going on
but she shushed me. I replaced the trash bag and went to sit down
in my seat at the kitchen table but Pug grabbed me and pulled me
into his lap. 

"You curious about what happened to your mother's clothes, Dani?"
he asked.

I nodded.

"Your mom is a beautiful woman, isn't she?" he asked.

I guess most kids think their mom's are beautiful, but my mom
really was. She had long blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. She
had a figure like one of the girl's in Pug's "Playboy Magazine".
I know because he left them all around the house and he didn't
mind if I looked at them. Mom had tried to object but Pug
insisted that I would benefit from them.

I said, "Yes sir, mom is the prettiest woman I ever saw!"

"I think so too," said Pug, "but she dresses like an old bag lady
or something! So today we are going to go shopping and buy her a
bunch of pretty clothes so she can stop hiding how pretty she is.
Maybe we'll even buy you a dress or two. Okay?"

I didn't know what my mom could possibly be so upset about. That
sounded like a great idea to me. I know I would love to be
getting a whole bunch of new clothes! I nodded my agreement to
Pug and he gave me a hug and kissed my cheek and put me back
down.

Then we went shopping. It was the strangest shopping trip ever.
We went to the mall first, but we didn't buy much there. We went
to Victoria's Secret and Pug and mom picked out some real pretty,
lacy underwear. They didn't buy much because Pug said she only
needed underwear for special occasions. They also bought me some
new panties. I had no need for a bra yet.

We stopped in a store that sold kids clothes and Pug bought me
two dresses. Mom thought that they were too short but one look
from Pug and she shut up.

After Pug had paid for the dresses he picked out for me we went
out to the car and he drove to a place called Sweet Nothings. We
went in and when I looked around I saw that it was sort of like
Victoria's Secret except they had more dresses and blouses and
stuff than underwear. 

Pug started picking out clothes for mom and handing them to her.
When her arms were full we went to the changing rooms. There were
several of them lined up along one wall of the store. There was a
man waiting for a girl in one of the booths to try something on.
There was another man who was apparently alone and shopping for
something for his wife I guess. So I was really surprised when
Pug held the door open while mom took her dress off so that she
could try on one of the new dresses. 

I was really surprised that she was naked under her dress. I was
even more surprised that she would get undressed right there in
front of everyone. She looked real embarrassed, but she didn't
say anything or try to hide or nothing! I glanced at the two men
who were nearby and they were both staring at my mom too.

Mom tried on all of the dresses and she really looked hot in
them. They were short and tight and a few of them were so thin
you could see her boobs through them. I mean you could actually
see her nipples!

Mom wasn't too happy about the new clothes, but she looked great
in them. Pug took all of them and set them by the cash register
and they went through more racks and picked out more stuff. Short
skirts and sexy blouses and short shorts and halter tops and all
kinds of stuff that she ended up trying on in front of the
growing crowd of customers. 

She looked real sexy in the clothes and Pug ended up buying
everything, except a couple of times I had to take something back
to the rack and pick the next smaller size. The total cost was
over nine hundred dollars when they finally added it all up. It
took all three of us, and one of the clerks, two trips to carry
it all to the car.

That was when things started to change. It took a while for mom
to get comfortable in her new clothes, but eventually she
accepted it. She really did look hot. Eventually she started to
seem more like her old chipper self and began acting normally
around me and Pug. 

All was fine until one day Pug came home from work and he went
directly to the kitchen to talk to mom. I saw his face as he went
past the living room and he was upset about something. I heard
him say something loudly, but I didn't understand what he was
talking about. Then he pulled my mother back to their bedroom and
I heard him yelling at her. 

I got nervous and decided to go to my room and as I got close to
their bedroom I heard the sound of my mother being spanked. I
didn't know what I was hearing at first. I stood in the hall in
shock as I heard the loud smack of flesh hitting flesh and my
mothers cries of pain. I ran into my room and closed the door and
was dismayed at how loud the noises coming from down the hall
still sounded. He must be hitting her very hard. I finally curled
up on my bed and put my pillow over my head and blocked out most
of the sound.

The sounds finally stopped, except for my mother's quiet sobbing.
That too quickly quieted down and then I heard their door open.
My mother went to the kitchen to finish getting supper ready and
Pug came into my room and sat on my bed.

He saw that I was scared and he pulled me into his arms and
hugged me and said he was sorry that I had been scared but that
my mother had been very bad and he had no choice but to punish
her. That was part of his job as a husband.

He was holding me close and his hand was on my thigh, rubbing me,
calming me. He assured me that he still loved my mom and me, but
sometimes he had to be stern. Then he stood me up and patted me
on the backside and told me to wash up for dinner.

Mom was quiet at dinner. She looked embarrassed, but she had
stopped crying and seemed to be getting over it. I wondered what
she had done wrong, but I was afraid to ask. 

After dinner I was informed that I would have a baby sitter
tonight because they were going to a party. I was happy about
that because that must mean they weren't mad.

I watched TV while they got dressed and when mom came out to
leave I was shocked. The dress she was wearing was short and
tight and almost see-through. It was black, but when she stood in
the light you could see her skin through the black mesh. I
couldn't believe she would wear it out, but she did. 

I sat and watched TV with my babysitter until they got home just
before midnight. When I heard them coming in the front door I ran
to say hi but when I saw my mother I came to a sudden halt. Her
hair was all messed up and she had something all over her face
and she had a terrible smell. What really stopped me though was
that she had a look in her eyes like an animal caught in a trap.


Pug, on the other hand, seemed quite happy. He was smiling and he
grabbed me and picked me up and kissed me and asked me if I had a
good time. I nodded and said, "What's wrong with mom?"

"She had a bit more partying that she is used to I'm afraid.
Don't worry; she'll be alright in the morning. She just needs a
little rest."

I found out later that this was the first night that Pug shared
her with his friend. 

Mom was never quite the same after that. She did all of the
things she was supposed to do, and said the things she was
supposed to say, but she never seemed quite the same.

I was changing too. My breasts were beginning to grow, at first
just puffy little nipples protruding slightly from my flat chest,
but then it seemed like almost over night they were recognizable
as breasts. Pug frequently complimented me on how fast I was
growing up and what a pretty young lady I was becoming. Sometimes
he even put his hand on one of my boobs and squeezed it. I knew
enough to know he wasn't supposed to do that, but I looked at mom
and I knew she saw him, and she didn't say anything. So I didn't
say anything. 

Mom took me to get a training bra, but I almost had an A cup by
the time we got around to it. I was pretty self conscious about
it. It seemed like all the boys, even all the old men were always
looking at my boobs. I don't know if I was upset because they
were too small or too big. I was beginning to realize that they
were powerful though.

Things coasted along like this for a little while, for several
weeks anyway, until mom did something else to make Pug mad,
something to do with the household budget. I was in the living
room doing my homework when Pug came home and sat down. Mom
brought him a beer and the mail and he started opening the
envelopes.

I almost screamed when he suddenly yelled, "Gina! Get your ass in
here!"

Mom came rushing in. Her face was white as a sheet.

He handed her a piece of paper, a bank statement and said, "Can
you explain this?"

She didn't say anything, at least not anything that made sense.
She stuttered a few words that didn't mean anything and then just
said, "I'm sorry Sir. I didn't realize I went over."

Pug placed the mail on the table beside him and pulled my mother
down over his lap. He pulled her skirt up and yanked her
underwear down and as she begged him not to do this in front of
me he started spanking her. Hard! It hurt me to hear it. 

Mom was howling in pain when he finally finished and he stood her
up and made her stand in the corner with her skirt up to her
waist.

That was the first time I had seen him spank her. It would not be
the last.

I stood up to go to my room but as I neared him Pug pulled me
into his lap and told me not to be upset. He was just doing his
job as a husband and daddy like he explained before. Discipline
was important, he explained and it was his job to maintain it. As
he talked his hand slid up my thigh and his thumb was resting
right against my pussy, separated only by the thin nylon of my
underwear. I had noticed that lately it seemed like every time I
was pulled into his lap his hand got farther up under my dress,
or spent more time touching one of my rapidly sprouting breasts.


This was the first time he had touched my pussy though and I
gasped at the touch and the sensations it caused. He ignored my
reactions and continued calming me down and finally he just held
me in his arms for a while, with his thumb softly pressed against
my pussy the entire time.

Finally he sent my mother back to finish supper and I saw when
she walked by us that she could see where his finger was, but she
said nothing.

That evening we went back to the clothing store where my mom had
gotten her new wardrobe a while back. I had to go to since they
hadn't arranged for the babysitter.

There were several couples at the store, shopping for the wives
or girlfriends, or whatever they were. Pug picked out several new
outfits for mom. They were even more revealing than the first
ones. She was again forced to try them on with the changing room
door wide open. A crowd quickly gathered and I was so embarrassed
for my mother.

I was about to be more embarrassed. Pug said that he thought a
couple of those outfits would be perfect for me. He took me to
the racks and picked out several outfits that were about my size.


I had reservations. I thought they looked great on mom, but I was
only eleven! I knew better than to argue with Pug though. I could
just see myself thrown over Pug's lap with my bare butt getting
spanked right here in the store.

Maybe I should have gone for the spanking. Pug pushed my mother
out of the way and she stood there holding her new outfits while
Pug made me step into the changing booth and try on the new
outfits, with the door wide open and everyone watching. I was
mortified. I looked at my mother but she just looked own at the
floor.

I turned my back on the crowd and slipped my blouse and skirt off
and put on one of the new dresses. When I turned around I noticed
that most of the crowd was gone now. They obviously realized how
inappropriate it was for a girl my age to be changing in public.

I looked in the mirror and I have to admit I looked hot, too hot
for an eleven year old, but still, it was good for my ego. For
the next dress I had to remove my bra, it wouldn't fit under the
dress. When I was covered up I turned around again and Pug really
loved this one. When I looked in the mirror I could easily see
why. My panties were about an inch from looking out from under my
skirt and my puffy little nipples stuck out proudly.

I noticed that two men were still standing nearby and watching as
I changed.

I turned back around and with my back to my audience I removed
the dress and put on the last one. When Pug had been given a
chance to approve of the last dress I turned back around and put
my own clothes back on. When I reached for my bra Pug said,
"Don't bother with that now. We have to get going."

I dropped the bra and put on my blouse. I was embarrassed at how
visible my young breasts were without the bra underneath the
light blouse. I picked up the new outfits and held them in front
of me and we went up to the cash register. One of the two men who
had been staring at me as I changed was the clerk! He smiled at
me and took my dresses from me and got a close look at my chest
before turning to his work.

Mom and I stood back and waited quietly. I didn't take a deep
breath until I was back in the car and on the way home. It had
been a pretty humiliating shopping trip. I could only imagine
what it had been like for mom who had been forced to strip naked
and face the crowd that was watching eagerly while she changed in
and out of the various outfits.

The next night Pug took mom out again and I had a babysitter
again. I had a new baby sitter this time. Apparently the old one,
the one that had been my baby sitter for years, wouldn't come
back after seeing the way mom came home the last time.

This time it was a man about Pug's age. I didn't like him much.
There was just something about him that made me uncomfortable. 

As they were leaving Pug told the babysitter to make sure I took
a shower and was in bed by ten since it was a school night. I saw
the look on my mother's face as they left. I wondered if she was
scared for me or for herself.

I was no longer allowed to wear pants or shorts so I was left
with only my uncomfortably short skirts and dresses. Every time I
looked at my new babysitter he seemed to be trying to look up my
skirt.

I tried to watch TV for a while but my new babysitter kept trying
to talk to me. He kept asking me questions I thought were very
inappropriate. For instance he complimented me on my figure and
asked me what size my breasts were. He even asked me if I was
still a virgin! I told him I was going to go take a shower. 

I went to my room and shut my door. I undressed quickly and put
on my robe and went into the bathroom across the hall. I couldn't
lock the door. None of the doors in the house except the front
and back entry doors had locks on them. But I was so used to not
being able to lock the doors that I never even thought about it.
Not until I opened my eyes after I had rinsed off and realized
that the door was open. 

I peeked around the shower curtain and saw that I was alone so I
grabbed my towel and dried off quickly. Then I stepped out of the
tub and reached for my robe. I heard a noise and looked at the
door, but I didn't see anything. I hurried to my room and put on
my pajamas. 

I went to bed and turned out my light, but I was afraid to go to
sleep and I lay awake until I heard my mom and Pug come home. I
listened and heard Pug and the babysitter talking for a long
time. Then things got quiet for a while. I didn't know what was
going on because I knew that he was still here. After about
fifteen minutes I heard him leave and my parents came down the
hall and went into their bedroom.

Pug came in after a little while to check on me. He was in his
under shorts, which I assumed must be what he slept in, but he
smelled faintly of that same odor my mom had been reeking of
after their last night out. I didn't know what it was, but it was
mildly unpleasant. 

He saw that I was still awake and he asked me if I had a nice
evening. I told him that Ted, the new babysitter, was a little
weird, but I didn't mention that I was pretty sure that he had
peeked at me in the shower. He gave me a hug and held me close
with his hand worming down into my pajama bottoms and running
lightly through the newly sprouted pubic hair hidden there. I had
become accustomed to his touching me this way. It made me
uncomfortable, but mom didn't say anything, and I didn't know who
else to complain to.

Pug chuckled and said, "Aw, Ted's okay. You just have to get used
to him. He has been a friend of mine for years.

"That explains a lot," I thought to myself.

The next day, I was playing a board game with the boy that lives
next door, Kevin, when my father came in from the garage after
noticing a scratch on the car. I related these events previously
in "Dani Does the Right Thing," but I include them here for
anyone who missed it. The story continues at Page 49, Line 12.

Mom told Pug that someone had pushed a shopping cart into the car
in the grocery store parking lot a couple of days ago.

He was furious. First she had scratched the car, but more
seriously she had not told him. He pulled her across his lap,
right there in front of my friend and me, and flipped her skirt
up over her back, baring her bottom to us. I noticed that she
wasn't wearing underwear. 

Dad spanked her furiously, and then he ordered her to stand in
the corner with her skirt up so that her red bottom was showing.


My friend, who was thirteen at the time stared in awe at my mom's
backside for a minute and then, with a face as red as paint, said
that he guessed he should go home now.

But my dad said, "That's alright son. You two go ahead and play
your game. This is a good lesson for you. It is wonderful to have
a good woman in your life, but you have to keep your eye on them
all the time and the more discipline you give them the better
they behave. Ain't that right Gina?"

Mom was still crying quietly in the corner, but she managed to
choke out, "Yes sir."

Then he said to my friend, "You ever see a woman naked before
Kevin?"

Kevin was as embarrassed as my mother and I were. He said
quietly, "No sir, never!"

"Get your ass over here, Gina!" my dad called to her and she
looked around at him.

"Sir, please, no, not in front of the kids! That's wrong. Please,
I can't," mom pleaded with him. I noticed that she no longer used
his name, or terms of endearment. If she called him anything at
all now it was "sir".

I saw the furious look on dad's face when she balked, and he
started to take his belt off. Mom gave in and rushed to his side.
"I'm sorry sir; please don't spank me any more."

Dad stopped taking his belt off, but left it unfastened in case
mom gave him anymore trouble.

"Take off that dress," dad ordered. "Kevin is almost a man. It's
about time he found out what a woman is all about."

I thought surely that my conservative, church going mother would
draw the line here. But I watched as that look of resignation I
saw on her face so often lately returned, and she reached around
and unfastened the catch at the top of her dress and then pulled
the zipper down her back. She allowed the top to slide off her
shoulders and down her arms and then she closed her eyes and slid
it down past her hips and let it fall to the floor.

Dad smiled and said to Kevin, "What do you think, boy, looks
pretty damn good for an old broad, don't she?"

"Yes sir!" Kevin exclaimed. "She's beautiful!"

"Yeah," dad said, "I make sure she stays in shape. You can go
ahead and get up and take a closer look if you want."

Kevin was looking at mom and the tears rolling down her cheeks,
and then he glanced at me and saw how shocked I was. He looked at
dad and said, "Are you sure sir? She's really crying and, well,
gee, I don't know."

"That's alright son. A lot of women cry when they get
embarrassed. But it's good for them to be embarrassed. It keeps
them on their toes, right Gina?"

"Yes sir," mom said, just barely above a whisper.

"Besides," dad went on, "she is being punished. You should be
uncomfortable when you are being punished."

Kevin got to his feet and stepped closer to mom. He said, "Is it
okay Mrs. Franklin?"

Mom nodded her head and said, "Yes Kevin, whatever Mr. Franklin
says is okay."

I was embarrassed for her. I was embarrassed to be sitting here
watching. But I couldn't help admiring her beautiful figure. I
hoped I looked that good when I got to be her age.

Dad stood up and reached out and squeezed my mothers breast
gently, then hefted it in has hand as thought weighing it. "Look
at that tit!" he exclaimed proudly. "That is just about as
perfect a tit as you will ever see son. Go ahead, feel how firm
that is."

Kevin said, "That okay sir, I couldn't do that."

But dad wasn't taking no for an answer from anyone. "Now son, you
have a perfect learning opportunity here. I'd be real
disappointed if you didn't take advantage of it. Go ahead, put
your hand up and see how nice that feels."

Kevin did as he was told and with a look of total awe on his face
he gently wrapped one of his small hands around my mother's
breast. 

He held it for a moment and then dad showed him how best to
caress a woman's breast and how to bring a nipple to attention.
He guided Kevin's head forward and instructed him on kissing and
sucking and gently biting on a woman's breast. 

After dad was satisfied that he had learned that lesson he made
my mother spread her legs apart and he showed Kevin all there was
to know about a woman's pussy. He showed Kevin how wet she was
and explained that that meant that my mom was excited and
enjoying herself. 

"Now watch this," dad said. Kevin and I both watched as dad
started sawing a couple of fingers in and out of my mother's
pussy and then he told Kevin to put his fingers on mom's clitoris
and rub it gently for a few minutes. 

I was shocked to see my mother have an orgasm at the hands of my
father and my friend. Dad explained to Kevin, and to me, since I
was listening, all about orgasms and told him that maybe next
time he would have mom teach him about fucking.

Then he turned to me and asked, "Were you paying attention Dani?
You're filling out pretty nicely and pretty soon you will be
standing right up there with your mom," he said with a look of
anticipation on his face.

I looked to my mother, but she said not a word.

Mom was ordered back to her corner, but this time she was to
stand with her back to the wall. Kevin and I tried to resume our
game, but we couldn't concentrate. Kevin couldn't stop staring at
my mother standing naked, almost close enough to touch. And I was
so embarrassed I just wanted to go to my room. So finally Kevin
went home and I was able to leave the room where my mother was
being so humiliated.

From then on things changed between Pug and I. Pug had been
discretely fondling me for months now. After the day he made my
mother undress in front of Kevin things changed. It wasn't
discrete anymore. And it wasn't just now and then. Several times
a day I would find myself in Pug's lap with his hand on my
breasts or up my skirt and down my panties and he would play with
me for minutes at a time while my mother struggled not to see it.
Or he would lightly pinch my nipples and squeeze my small, but
rapidly growing breasts.

I thought that Kevin would be too embarrassed to come back after
that. Just the opposite was the case. After that he came back
every afternoon. In the beginning I had always suspected that one
of the major attractions for him when he came over was that I was
always wearing short skirts and as careful as I was he almost
always got a peek or two at my panties. Now the attraction was my
mother. Even though she was always dressed in the admittedly sexy
clothes that Pug made her wear, Kevin kept staring at her as
though he could still see her naked. I wanted to tell him to stop
coming over, but he was the only kid I knew that lived anywhere
nearby. That was why we spent so much time together.

After seeing my mother naked, however, and having the opportunity
to touch her, he came over everyday. It was obvious he wasn't
here to see me. It was only three days later that my father found
another excuse to punish my mother in front of Kevin and me.

Kevin and I were playing a board game in the living room and my
father was reading the paper. I was always nervous around my
father now, even more so whenever Kevin was there. As I was about
to learn, I had every right to be.

My father suddenly called out, "Gina! Get your ass in here!"

Kevin and I jumped, startled. I knew right away that something
bad was going to happen. I glanced at Kevin and was disappointed
to see that this was what he had been hoping for. The look of
excitement and anticipation on his face was unmistakable. 

I was getting to the age that I was starting to understand guys
and what was always on their minds. I was aware of the leers, the
stares at my budding breasts from nearly every male of every age.
I felt a strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. I felt
power! Breasts are a powerful force of nature.

Still, Kevin was my friend. It just seemed like he should be more
sensitive to how I felt. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. What
can I say, I'm blonde.

My mother came rushing in to the living room. I could see that
her face was white, and that she had no idea what she had done.

He held the newspaper out and exploded, "What the hell is this?!"
His voice was full of outrage.

"I cut out some coupons, Sir. You are always telling me that I
spend too much money on food. I am trying to cut back on my
spending Sir."

"I told you never to cut up the newspaper before I have read it,
didn't I?" he asked loudly.

"But Sir, there was nothing on the back of it but more grocery
ads."

"I don't give a flying fuck bitch!" he yelled. "I gave you an
order! Christ! When will you learn to obey! Get undressed."

"Oh god," I thought. "Please not again."

I looked up at him and fearfully pleaded with him, "Please Sir,
please not again. Please, not in front of Kevin."

He turned to my mother and said, "Now look, bitch. Now you are
being a bad influence on your daughter! Now I have to teach you
both a lesson!"

My mother sobbed, but didn't say a word as she quickly removed
her dress. Kevin stared in fascination this time. After the last
time he knew it was not only alright, but encouraged.

My father turned to me and yelled, "Stand up and get over here
young lady!"

I was terrified. I was eleven years old. I had never been spanked
or slapped or anything. I didn't know what was going to happen. I
only knew that if my mother had to put up with it, there was no
hope for me.

"I am going to make sure you are raised right young lady," my
stepfather said. His voice sounded furious. It was years before I
thought back to that day and realized it had all been a put on,
an act to scare me into complying. It worked.

I stood before my father trembling in fear. 

"You don't ever talk back to me again! Do you understand?" 

I didn't understand. I hadn't talked back! I just pleaded with
him not to embarrass my mother and me in front of my friend. But
I saw the look in his face and I knew that if I said the wrong
thing I was going to feel that belt for the first time. And I was
a coward.

"Take off your clothes, young lady. And be quick about it!" he
commanded.

I glanced quickly at my mother and saw only anguish. I glanced at
Kevin and saw excitement. I looked back at my stepfather, fully
intending to plead with him. But I saw that he was already
unbuckling his belt. I had the distinct impression that he was
hoping I would "back talk" him again so that he could use it.

I was eleven years old and my body was starting to resemble that
of a young woman. The idea of undressing in front of, not only my
stepfather and my mother, but the boy next door, a boy I saw
every day, I don't believe I could have been more humiliated if
he had made me do it on the sidewalk outside!

I was still hesitating and he started pulling his belt free. As I
said, I was a coward. If my mother could not fight him, how could
I, an eleven year old girl hope to?

I pulled my t-shirt off. As my lacy little training bra came into
view I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn't face anyone in the
room. I dropped my t-shirt on the floor and unfastened my modest
little skirt. I pushed it over my burgeoning hips and let it
slide down my legs and kicked it aside.

Now I stood in only my lace trimmed little girl's bra and
panties. The ones that had made me feel so grown up when I talked
my mother into getting them for me. I saw movement out of the
corner of my eye and glanced up to see Kevin moving closer for a
better view. I wanted to yell at him, but I didn't dare.

I tried to decide what to remove next. The last time anyone had
seen me uncovered was when my mother had bought me my first
training bra. Now that I actually had something growing on my
chest it was even more embarrassing.

I had hesitated as long as I dared and finally I reached between
the little cups of the bra and unfastened it. I couldn't look up,
but I knew that they were watching me undress. I could feel their
eyes on my breasts, which were now the size of an apple cut in
half. My puffy little nipples were tingling and I was upset with
myself for having any reaction at all.

My mother had finished undressing quickly and now everyone was
watching me as I hooked my thumbs into my panties and pushed them
down. I kicked them over with the rest of my clothes and then
stood with my hands and arms covering as much of my body as I
possibly could.

"Gina," dad said. "Tell Dani the rule about her arms."

My mother spoke so quietly I could hardly hear her. "Modesty is
not permitted. When ordered to undress you are to stand up
straight with your arms at your side until instructed otherwise.
Failure to obey this rule will result in severe punishment."

I dropped my arms to my side quickly and stood naked in front of
two males for the first time in my life. I guess it could have
been worse. My stepfather had, after all, already begun to molest
me. He frequently touched my breasts through my clothing. And it
had also become common place for him to pull me into his lap and
reach into my underwear and rub my pussy. But to be naked, and in
front of Kevin for Christ's sake! 

My stepfather ordered me to stand beside my mother. He wanted to
compare our bodies.

I moved quickly to stand beside her. As I moved I could feel
their eyes watching my butt move. 

When I was beside my mom my stepfather stood up and stood in
front of me. He glanced over at Kevin and waived him closer to
join him. Kevin stood beside my dad, right in front of my mother.


Together they examined both of our bodies this time and compared
them. I had become more or less accustomed to being groped by my
stepfather, but when Kevin put his hand over my breast I nearly
fell to the floor. I don't know if it was embarrassment or nerves
or what, but I was shaking so bad I was having trouble standing.


It was even worse when their focus shifted to my vagina. I felt
Kevin slide his finger into me as my stepfather warned him not to
bust my cherry, yet.

"Kevin my boy, I think that this would be an excellent time for
Gina to teach Dani how to suck a cock, don't you?"

"Yes Sir!" Kevin almost squealed like a girl he was so excited,
the bastard!

Dad directed Kevin to drop his pants and lay down on the coffee
table. I turned my face away. I didn't want to see. I had never
seen a penis, and I wasn't ready to see one now.

While Kevin undressed and got into position my father stepped up
behind me and I felt his cock rubbing on my back as he reached
around and toyed with my small, immature breasts. As he moved his
hands and his cock over me he said to me quietly, "Your mom is
going to suck on Kevin's cock now. Later on you are going to try
it. So watch closely."

He pushed me to my knees on the side of the table; right beside
where Kevin's hard dripping cock was standing up and throbbing. I
couldn't help but see it now. I saw the clear liquid oozing from
the hole in the end of his penis, the hole where I knew that his
pee came out. 

I made myself watch as my mom knelt between Kevin's legs and
spread them a little wider so that she could get closer. I
watched in disgust as she leaned down and licked his hairless
ball sack, although at the time I didn't know what it was. At
least I don't remember knowing. 

Each time she touched her tongue to Kevin he twitched and his
penis throbbed and more of the liquid came out of the end of his
penis. Really gross!

But I watched in amazement as my mother began licking Kevin's
dripping penis. She licked up all of the liquid and then she took
his organ between her lips and began to suck enthusiastically. 

"How could she?!" I asked myself. I had heard of blowjobs in
school. I had trouble imagining them, especially since I had
never seen a male with no clothes on before. But I saw one now,
and the idea of touching my lips to a penis was sickening!

Almost immediately Kevin started moaning and thrusting his hips
up to meet my mother's sucking lips. His body quivered for a
couple of seconds and then he groaned as though in pain and
pushed mom's head away.

I watched as my mother sat up on her heels and waited. 

Dad said to Kevin, "Don't worry son. The first few times are
always real quick. Once you get used to it though, you can lay
back and enjoy that sensation for a long time."

"Fantastic!" Kevin, the creep, said.

Dad told my mom to move around to the side of the coffee table,
across from where I was kneeling, watching Kevin's dick get soft
quickly.

Dad grabbed me by the hair and pulled me around so that I was
kneeling where my mother had been when she sucked Kevin off.

"Alright," he said. "Let's see if you learned anything Dani."

My head shot up and I stared at my stepfather with my mouth
agape. 

My mother caught my eye and she was urging me to obey. I suppose
she knew that the only thing I would gain my trying to avoid it
was pain. Then I would end up having to do it anyway.

I had to stop for a minute to remember what my mom had done. Then
I leaned forward and tentatively licked out at Kevin's balls. 

As soon as my tongue touched him he groaned and twitched. I
jumped back, but then leaned down and tried it again. It seemed
like such a gross thing to do. But I had watched my mother do it.
I knew I had no choice. 

I licked until Kevin's penis got hard again and then I licked
that as well. Finally I got up the nerve and slid my lips down
over his dick. He was only thirteen and his thing wasn't all that
big. But he must have been saving up for a long time because even
though he had just had an orgasm in my mother's mouth, in no time
at all he was holding my head and thrusting his hips up until my
lips reached his belly.

With my mother it had happened so fast that it was over almost
before it started. This time Kevin lasted only slightly longer.
When he felt another orgasm begin he reached out and held my head
firmly against his belly and I felt his cum shooting into my
mouth. 

I knew that it was coming. It was one of the things that had come
up on the playground. I just never expected it to be like this,
at the age of eleven, with my friend, with my mother and my
father watching. 

I gagged at first, but managed to hold Kevin's hot load of cum in
my mouth. As soon as he pushed my head away I looked around for
somewhere to spit it out.

My father saw what I was doing and yelled at me. "Don't you EVER
spit out a man's cum! NEVER! If I ever see you spit out a
mouthful of cum, I will whip you until you bleed! Do you
understand me?"

I felt my eyes get huge as he leaned over me and yelled right in
my face. I was so shocked I swallowed instinctively. He stood up
then and I saw the pain in my mother's eyes at what she had just
witnessed.

My stepfather turned to Kevin and asked, "Well boy, how was
that?

"That was the most wonderful thing that every happened to me!
Twice!!" he exclaimed.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, boy. Watch this."

My father slid his pants and his shorts down his bony legs and
kicked them away. I didn't want to look, but I couldn't help but
see his dick. 

"So that is what a grown up one looks like," I thought. It was
scary. I didn't know what normal was. It was about a month before
he started sharing me with his friends and assorted strangers and
then I was able to compare. His cock was larger than most, but
not that much. It was big and hairy and really gross looking. It
was still soft. It hung down over the hairy ball sack hanging
between his legs. There was a thick tube of skin covering the tip
of it and the whole tip was covered in what looked like clear
slime.

I expected him to order my mom between his legs but he looked at
me and said, "You first slut. Get over here and start licking."

Slut?! Who the hell is he calling a slut? I am still a fucking
virgin!

I realized what he was ordering me to do and I looked at my mom.
She just nodded. I saw the agony in her face, but I couldn't help
resenting her for letting these things happen to me, to us.

I crawled between his legs, avoiding, as much as possible, any
contact with him. He was watching me, amused at the expressions
of fear and revulsion flickering across my face. I was there now;
all that was left was to do it. Just lean forward and place his
nasty, smelly sex organs in my mouth. I hesitated for a moment
and he called my mother closer so that he could torment her with
what I was being forced to do. I saw Kevin move closer on the
other side so that he could enjoy the show.

I leaned forward and I smelled the musty, sweaty smell of his
crotch. It was different than it had been with Kevin. I wasn't
sure what it was, dirtier, sweatier, or perhaps just older? I
stuck out my tongue and licked the head of his dick and I jumped
back when it twitched violently. 

I guess he wasn't impressed with my style. "Put your right hand
around the base of my cock," he ordered.

I reached out and gingerly slid my thumb underneath his large,
nasty organ. I wrapped my small hand around it as far as it would
go. It didn't go all the way around. 

"Use your hand to stand it up, then pull the skin around the head
of it down and gently lick it all over."

I stared at his cock as I obeyed his commands. It seemed to be
slowly growing larger, very slowly. I slid my hand a little
higher up the shaft and then tightened my grip and pulled down,
pulling the extra skin away from the tip. He told me what the
skin was called and what it was for. He also mentioned that
sometimes crud accumulated underneath that skin and needed to be
cleaned out, for health reasons, of course. He told me that his
preferred method of cleaning his cock is to use a bitch's mouth.


I hesitated for another moment, wondering if perhaps a beating
might be easier to take. Then I leaned back into his crotch and
started licking the tip of his cock. I licked it clean all around
and then he ordered me to hold it like that and go ahead and lick
his balls. 

He made me lick his balls for a long time and I felt his cock
growing in my hand. It just kept getting scarier.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay. Let's see how good a cocksucker
you are," he said disdainfully.

I really hated the names he kept calling me. As soon as that
thought crossed my mind I realized how ludicrous that was, to be
forced to do the things I am doing and be upset about the names.
But I had other, more pressing matters to take care of. I didn't
have time to contemplate life's little ironies right now.

I wet my lips and forced them over the head of his now hard cock.
I moved my mouth down a little and then back to the tip. I
couldn't really say that I had learned how to do this from my
experience with Kevin. He had come so quickly and his penis was
so much smaller. It was like apples and oranges. Or maybe string
beans and cucumbers would be a better analogy.

He decided that I needed more lessons and he ordered me to lick
his balls while I watched how a woman was supposed to suck cock.
I moved my tongue down and explored his balls while right before
my eyes my mother leaned down and took is cock in her mouth. 

I watched in disbelief as she took more and more of it down with
each stroke until she had the head of his cock in her throat and
his entire organ was in her mouth. Her lips were tight against
his stomach for a moment and then she started, slowly at first,
to move her mouth up and down his shaft, taking it all with each
down stroke. I was so fascinated that I just knelt there with my
tongue on his balls and stared. I saw Kevin's face and he, too,
was amazed. 

My mother nudged me discretely and I realized I was not doing
what I had been told. I started licking again and we worked with
our faces nearly touching, and sometimes touching, in my
stepfather's crotch, until he started groaning and then I felt
him tense up and thrust his hips up and he shot his cum right
down my mother's throat.

I watched her swallow quickly and then just hold his cock in her
mouth until he told us to stop. I straightened up my straining
back and mom got back to her feet and we waited. 

Dad asked Kevin, "Well boy, are you ready for your first piece of
ass?"

I heard my mother's sharp intake of breath. I waited quietly,
wondering which one of us Kevin was going to fuck.

Kevin was smiling like a jackass. He was turning into the same
kind of animal that I had recently come to understand that my
stepfather was. I don't think I like Kevin anymore.

"Yes sir!" Kevin said, the excitement evident in both his voice
and his reacquired erection bobbing right by my cheek.

Mom was ordered to lie on the floor in the middle of the room and
give Kevin any help he needed. My stepfather pulled me up and
into his lap and we watched my mom and Kevin have sex while my
father slipped a long, fat, finger inside my pussy and toyed with
my hymen.

Kevin climbed quickly on top of my mom and, with her help, slid
his small cock into her. He got a look on his face like he was in
heaven or something. Then he started moving in and out of her,
very fast with short little strokes. After all that I had
experienced already this afternoon, fucking didn't seem that
remarkable. The most interesting part was the way my mom's boobs
jiggled around on her chest from the force of Kevin's fucking.

After he came in my mom Kevin collapsed on top of her for a
minute and played with her boobs. Then he got up on his knees and
stood up. As he was standing up Pug whispered in my ear, "Watch
this, you will have to do this too. It's what sluts do."

I almost threw up as I watched my mother sit up and take Kevin's
wet, slimy little cock into her mouth and suck it clean. Then she
did the same thing with his little balls.

It was time for Kevin to go home. My dad, I hate calling him that
now, Pug, told him that he was welcome to come back any time. He
could use either me or my mother in any way that he liked, except
that he could not fuck my pussy, as long as he didn't tell
anyone, ever, about what happened here. Not his best friend, not
his parents, nobody. Pug assured Kevin that if he ended up in
jail, he had friends that would make sure Kevin, and whoever he
told, ended up dead.

Kevin, the rotten little bastard that I had thought was my
friend, gave his word of honor. Yeah, like he knew what honor
was!

After he left I started to get dressed but Pug stopped me. "There
doesn't seem to be any more need for that charade," he said.
"From now on you two don't wear clothes in the house. Gina," he
continued, "go make supper, then, after Dani cleans up the
kitchen you two can go somewhere and talk for a while. Make sure
you let her know what will be expected of her."

I picked up my clothes and my mother's from the floor and took
them to our rooms. Then I went to the bathroom and brushed my
teeth to get the taste of cock and cum out of my mouth before
supper.

I went into the kitchen to see if my mom needed any help and
since she had things under control I set the table and then
waited out of the way in the kitchen, watching my mother working
in the nude and I wondered how she could have let Pug and Kevin
do the things that they had done to me. Not to mention what they
had done to her.

Supper was quiet and when it was over Pug went into the living
room and watched TV. Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen and the
dining room and then we went to my room.

It was so strange to be naked all the time, and to look at my
mother and see her naked all the time. I couldn't help wondering
if my breasts were going to look like hers someday. They were
large and firm and didn't seem to sag at all. Even I was able to
see that they were sexy.

As soon as the door to my room was closed my mother hugged me
tight and cried and told me how sorry she was. It felt funny
having her naked boobs rubbing on me like that, but she just
acted like we had clothes on, so I tried to do that too.

I just looked at her, waiting for her to start talking. For a
long time, though, she just sat on my bed beside me and stared at
her hands.

I finally had to ask her how she, how WE got into this mess.

She wiped her eyes with a tissue and blew her nose and took a few
deep breaths. Then she said, "When I met Pug I had been alone for
more than nine years. Well, not alone, you were there. But having
a child is not like having a friend, a companion, a lover. I was
so lonely and I guess I was the perfect match for him. He was
strong and assertive and he took over. He took over my whole
life! And I didn't mind at all. It made me feel safe. And I did
love him. And I didn't worry about you growing up without a
father anymore, or me losing my job and becoming homeless. And it
was obvious that before very long you loved him as much as I did.
He has a way about him!"

I had to agree with that.

"Things started changing slowly," she continued. "The changes
even made sense at first. I welcomed them. Well, most of them. I
guess he must have been right. I am a natural submissive. There
is no other way to explain it. He started out taking control of
the house and the money. Before long he wasn't asking me what I
wanted, or what I wanted to do, he was telling me. At first I
didn't even realize it. When I did......well, I kind of liked
it."

"Then he started changing the way I dressed and the way I acted.
In the beginning I was nervous. I wasn't used to wearing the
kinds of clothing that he liked me to wear. But after a while I
got used to it and even started feeling sexy when I wore those
short skirts and see-through tops. One big hurdle came later,
when he made me stop wearing underwear. I shall never forget what
happened in the living room this afternoon, and I shall never
forget the first time he took me out in a see-through blouse with
nothing under it. It was, up to that point, the most humiliating
thing I had ever done. The thing is though, that he enjoys
humiliating me. He keeps finding new and better ways of doing it.
He is going to do that with you too baby, I'm sorry."

I didn't have enough of a clue about what would be happening to
me, what would be done to me, to really worry about that right
then. I knew what humiliation was. I felt it deeply when I
undressed in front of Pug and Kevin. I didn't know that was the
tip of the iceberg.

"I should probably tell you some of the things I have had to do,
since you will have to do them too, maybe not right away, but
soon. I don't know how much longer he will wait to take your
virginity. He is not a patient man; I don't think it will be
long. It began for me after I started wearing the new clothes he
bought for me. We would go out in the afternoon and he would make
me walk alone in see-through blouses and I would have to stick my
chest out and walk slow and smile at the men who stared. 

"Sometimes we would go somewhere to eat, or for a drink, and he
would make me sit with my legs spread wide and my skirt pulled
up. It was obvious that it was not an accident that my pussy was
exposed. Things went on like that for a long time. Every time I
got used to some indignity he would find another one to amuse
himself. The next major hurdle came when he took me out one day
and we went to the apartment of a friend of his. As soon as we
got inside I was ordered to strip. I hesitated and he whipped his
belt out and pummeled my ass with it, right in front of his
friend. He beat me until I begged to be allowed to undress in
front of him and his friend."

"At first they just looked at me, watched me as I went to fetch
drinks or snacks for them. Then Pug's friend started touching me.
I begged Pug to take me home. Instead they both undressed and I
had sex with them all evening, over and over, every way that
there was. Ways I hadn't even imagined."

"Not long after that it happened again. And then it happened with
another of Pug's friends. Not long after that it happened with
both of his friends at the same time. Then the recording started.
Before long I had a camera pointed at me all the time. Every
weird and kinky sex act you could imagine, I did it, and they
recorded it."

"By then of course, I had surrendered myself to Pug. I followed
his rules, I dressed to please him, I fucked who and where he
wanted me to fuck. A couple of months ago he told me that you
were old enough now. He was going to start involving you in our
games. I drew the line. I absolutely refused. My mother instinct
finally kicked in I guess."

"But it was too late. He told me that if I tried to interfere, if
I did not, in fact, help, he would take me to court with the
recordings he had made he would get custody of you and I would
never see you again. I didn't know what to do. The best I could
figure was that, if I did what he wanted, if I let him have you,
at least I could be here to help what little bit he would let me
help."

"I'm sorry darling. I know it sucks. I know you must think I am
the worst mother in the world. You are probably right. But I have
no choice. And as awful as it seems, I am so weak that I would
probably go along even if he wasn't holding the movies over my
head. It seems like there is no bottom. I just keep going lower
and lower."

"Now, the rules, there aren't that many, but they can be
unpleasant. You already know one of them. You never cover up,
ever." She grabbed my chin and made sure she had my attention and
said, "You gotta listen baby, and you gotta remember. He can make
you hurt so bad if you don't."

I nodded. I hoped I could remember. I was in a daze. My brain
seemed to be fogged over. It was just too much for an eleven year
old girl.

"You never say 'no' and you always say 'Sir'."

I nodded again.

"I'm sorry baby," she said, quietly, almost as if she were
talking to herself. "I can't help you. I'm too weak."

I tried to stay in my room after that, but Pug made me come out
and set the table and eat supper with them. All I could think
about was that I was naked, and that I would be naked from now
on. I picked at my dinner for a while and finally gave up. I got
up and put my plate in the kitchen and waited for mom and Pug to
finish so that I could clear off the table. 

Normally, after he eats, Pug goes into the living room while mom
and I clean up. Tonight he sat and watched us. When I was
finished with my chores Pug called me over and pulled me into his
lap. His hand went right to my bare pussy and he watched my
reaction as his finger moved up and down my tiny slit.

"Today was pretty hard for you, wasn't it?" he asked.

"Yes sir," I answered, just a little breathlessly.

"Don't worry, it will get easier," and he looked up at my mother
who was hovering nearby, "won't it Gina?"

"Yes sir," she replied, after enough of a hesitation that he
raised his eyebrows.

The confusion was mind numbing. I wanted desperately to get up
and go to my room where I could at least be naked in private. But
god, that finger on my slit felt so nice!

I sat in his lap and closed my eyes and struggled not to show how
excited I was becoming. I was almost disappointed when he leaned
forward and kissed me and sent me to my room.

I got very little sleep that night. I lay in bed and stared at
the ceiling and relived this afternoon over and over. It was so
vivid I could even taste the male fluids in my mouth.

I finally got to sleep, but I doubt if it was for more than a
couple of hours. I was exhausted when I woke up, and since I
hadn't taken a shower last night I gladly took one this morning.


On the way to the shower I encountered yet another shock. During
the night Pug had removed the bathroom door and the shower
curtain had been replaced with a clear one. Oh my god, I wouldn't
even have privacy in the bathroom?!

I turned the shower on to warm up and dropped my robe close by. I
showered quickly and between the shower and the missing door I
was pretty much awake by the time I turned off the water. I dried
off and reached for my robe and realized it was gone. I looked
around, but it wasn't in the room. Just them Pug appeared in the
door, smiling at me. I started to cover myself but remembered the
rule in time and kept my hands at my side.

"Sir, I don't understand. Why did you take the door?" I asked
timidly.

"Dani, you need to get over your shyness. Don't worry. I'm going
to help you with that. I took the door off the bathroom and while
you were in the shower I took the door off of your bedroom. I
also took your robe. Since you don't wear clothes in the house
anymore you don't need it. Now, come and get your breakfast and
then you can get dressed for school. Oh yes, I almost forgot, I
also took all of your underwear, you won't need it anymore.

Those short skirts I was forced to wear were bad enough, but at
least I had had some covering, my much too sexy, adult styled
panties. Now I was going to be flashing my pussy all over the
damned town!

I brushed my hair and went to breakfast. It was just as
uncomfortable as supper had been last night. I wondered if I
would ever get used to sitting here and feeling his eyes on my
developing body.

I put my dish in the sink and rushed to the bathroom and brushed
my teeth, and then I dressed and hurried to school. I was in
sixth grade at George Bush Elementary School. Why do you suppose
they would name a school after a moron? Oh well.

I saw Kevin at recess. Sometimes when he saw me on the school
yard he would waive at me. Today he came over and told me how
much he was looking forward to seeing me after school. I blushed
so badly it almost hurt. I could feel my whole face burning. He
just leered at me, reached down and flipped up my tiny skirt, and
went back to his friends.

When I got home from school I went to my room to undress. Mom was
out back hanging up laundry. We had a dryer, but Pug made her
hang the laundry outside on nice days. He said the clothes
smelled better.

I paused at my door. Or rather, I paused where my door had once
been, and contemplated what my life was turning into. I put my
books on my desk and undressed. It doesn't take long when all you
are wearing is a too small dress and a pair of shoes. 

Instead of going into the living room to do my homework as usual,
I sat at my desk. I had just gotten started when Kevin came in.
He didn't even knock, just walked in and yelled out, "Where is
everybody?"

I took a deep breath and stood up. I went to the living room and
Kevin was already getting undressed. I said, "Mom is hanging up
laundry. What do you want?"

"You know what I want," he said, "and it looks like you're ready
to give it to me! You get sexier every day, Dani."

That might have been more of a compliment if I weren't standing
in front of him naked and about to be forced to do whatever he
wanted.

He finished undressing and his cock was already hard and
drooling. He sat down and pointed to the floor between his legs.
I moved over and stood there, hating this, but too afraid of Pug
to resist. 

Kevin sat up with his face inches from my breasts. He put his
hand on the inside of my knee and moved it up to my pussy as he
leaned forward and started kissing and licking my breasts. 

"Oh shit! Come on Dani, I can't wait, I'm too fucking horny. Get
on your knees and suck me."

I saw my mother come in and put down the basket. She came over
and said, "Kevin, how about if I do that? I am older and have had
a lot of experience. I am much better at it."

Kevin looked up at her and said, "How about if you go next? For
now you can just stand here so I can play with your pussy. Nice
shave by the way."

I knelt between Kevin's legs and took his cock into my mouth. It
was about five inches long, but very skinny. Compared to Pug's it
was tiny. I still gagged on it when he forced my head down and it
touched the back of my throat. 

I could see him forcing a couple of fingers into my mother's
pussy as I sucked him. He lasted much longer than yesterday but
it was still over very quickly. I gagged again when his cum
filled my mouth, but it wasn't as bad as yesterday when I tasted
it for the first time.

I kept sucking until he pushed me away. Then he stood up and made
mom lay on the floor. He knelt between her legs for a while,
examining her pussy at length. He made me lay beside my mother so
that he could compare our pussies. Then he did a taste test. He
leaned forward and licked mom's pussy for a minute, and then he
did it to me. 

I was not prepared for the sensations that overwhelmed me as his
hot, moist tongue slid through my pussy. It beat fingers all to
hell! But I couldn't let him know that I enjoyed it so I closed
my eyes and fought it with all of my might. 

He moved back and forth between my mom and me and I knew she was
enjoying it too because she grabbed my hand and squeezed with all
of her might just before Kevin climbed on top of her and ordered
her to put his cock in her pussy. Then he started sucking and
biting her nipples as he fucked her. She continued to squeeze my
hand, but I couldn't tell if she came or not.

After Kevin came in mom's pussy he collapsed on top of her and
played with her tits a little more, then he rolled off and
ordered me to suck him again. 

Mom tried to talk him into letting her do it again, but Kevin
knew what turned him on. As I got to knees my legs were still a
little shaky from having my pussy eaten. I slowly moved between
his splayed legs and looked down at his nasty little organ. It
was covered in slime, really disgusting.

I looked at mom for a second in despair, then leaned forward and
started licking Kevin's cock and balls and his bushy little pubic
bush until it was clean. Then, as instructed, I took him into my
mouth and sucked the last few drops out of his cock. 

He was hard again before I could finish and he made me keep
sucking while he ordered my mother to get down and lick his
balls. We were ordered to switch off several times before he came
again, in my mouth again. It seemed like it got a little easier
each time. At least I didn't gag this time.

Kevin had just had his third orgasm when Pug walked in. He looked
down, amused at our discomfort and asked Kevin if we had given
him any trouble.

"No sir," he answered. "They have done everything I told them
too. Dani is even starting to get better at sucking cock."

"Oh yeah? Well, I'll be the judge of that! Gina, get in the
kitchen and get supper going. Dani, come over hear and greet your
loving daddy."

Loving daddy my ass! Lusting pervert is more like it. I stood up
and moved across the room to where he was standing in front of
his chair, taking off his pants and shorts and shoes. He sat down
in just a t-shirt and mom came in with the mail and his beer,
just like he wasn't about to molest her daughter!

I was ordered to lick his cock and balls while he went through
the mail. I was scared enough, remembering from yesterday how big
that thing was going to get. As I got close I suddenly realized
how hard Pug must work for a living. Jesus H. Christ he stank!
The smell of body odor was overpowering. I gasped and pulled back
quickly. He smiled back at me and said, "Don't worry, a little
airing out, and a little tongue bath, and you won't even notice
it."

I took a deep breath and leaned forward and started licking
desperately, trying to breath through my mouth as much as
possible. By the time I had cleaned his balls his cock was
standing straight up and I licked it all over as well. He was
right, after I was done it wasn't as bad, or I was used to it. I
am not sure which. 

Kevin had come close to watch and as he watched he was playing
with my boob. Most of the time it felt pretty good, but sometimes
he started getting carried away and it would hurt. I gasped in
pain a couple of times and Pug said, "Better get used to that,
girl. I got some friends that like that kind of thing."

I heard my mother groan as if she had been slapped when he said
that. I remembered how she had looked when she had come home a
little over a week ago. I think now that I knew what she had been
doing.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay. I know you can't suck cock like
your mom can, but let's see if you have gotten any better than
you were yesterday."

I took Pug's cock in my hand and pulled it down to my mouth and
forced my head down over it. As I did I felt Kevin's hand moving
slowly over my slit. I was almost grateful for the distraction.

Pug pushed my head down as far as he could and then started
moving it up and down for several strokes. "You see that?" he
asked. "That's what you do, just keep doing that and moving your
hand up and down at the same time."

I tried very hard to please him. I had seen what happens when you
don't. I doubt if I got more than two or two and a half inches of
his cock into my tiny mouth. He looked down at my struggles and
said, "Damn Dani, you sure are beautiful with a cock in your
mouth!"

After what seemed like all evening of working on his cock he was
breathing hard when he said, "Okay, faster now, I am getting
ready to cum. Don't you spill a fucking drop you stupid bitch, or
I will bust your ass wide open!"

I was terrified already, that made it so much worse. My hand
already was so tired I thought that it was going to drop off but
I forced myself to move it faster, up and down his huge,
throbbing cock. I knew it was starting when his butt came up off
the chair and he grabbed my head and started huffing and puffing.
It was impossible to swallow it all. I tried so hard. I swallowed
and swallowed but still it spewed out of my nose and squirted out
from between my lips and his cock. Squirt after squirt, I
couldn't believe it. Sucking off Kevin had not prepared me for
this!

He finally relaxed back onto his chair and opened his eyes. He
looked down sternly at his crotch and the trails of cum sprayed
here and there around it. "What did I tell you Dani?"

"I tried so hard sir," I sobbed. "I had no idea it was going to
be so much. I did Kevin with no trouble. I thought I could do it.
Please sir, I tried so hard."

"I'll make you a deal," he said, sounding like he really thought
he should beat me but maybe he could cut me a little slack my
first time. "You get down there and lick that all up and get me
nice and clean and I'll let it go this time. But just this time
because it is your first time! Okay?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir." What else could I say?

I leaned forward and cleaned his entire crotch thoroughly while
he looked down in amusement. I had been so scared I forgot all
about Kevin, who now had two fingers half way in my pussy and
sawing in and out. It actually felt kind of nice.

Mom finally came in to tell us that supper was ready. She looked
down at me with my face still in Pug's crotch and I saw the tears
in her eyes. It just made me mad. She knew how wrong it was but
she didn't do anything. No, that isn't true, she did do
something. She helped him.

Kevin went home and we ate supper. I had to get back to my
homework, which I had only just started when Kevin came over
after school. It was late when I finally finished and I just
curled up and cried myself to sleep.

I had to suck Pug off again the next day and I wasn't able to
swallow it all again. This time he put me over his lap and for
the first time I got one of those violent spankings. I was
screaming by the time he finished. Then I had to stand in the
corner. Sitting down to supper that day was pretty unpleasant.
The next day I didn't spill a drop when I sucked his cock. 

"See," Pug said, patiently. "Women just need a little discipline
to behave right."

Each day was just a little different. Kevin couldn't keep up the
pace and slowed down to two orgasms a visit, sometimes only one.
But he always spent a little time playing with our bodies. He had
become quite fond of eating pussy and he was getting good at it.


After a few days Pug gave him some pointers and I had my very
first orgasm. It didn't make everything worth while, but it was
nice.

On Thursday, Pug told Kevin he couldn't come over Friday after
school because we had to go somewhere. I thought, "Great, a day
off!" Boy, am I stupid!

On Friday Pug got home and mom and I were showered and waiting
for him to tell us what to wear. He picked out something for mom
first, then he took me to my room and picked out one of those
slutty dresses I had been forced to try on in front of those
perverts in the store.

I don't think it was really a dress. I think it was a very short,
very thin, very lacy slip. I hoped we were going somewhere dark.

I put the slip on and stepped out into the living room and saw
what mom was wearing. It was like one of those little crocheted
table cloths that my grandmother used to have on her tables.
There was just enough thread so that you could see a pattern, but
she might as well be naked. She was pleading with Pug as I came
into the room. I missed most of it but I heard her say, "please
Pug. She's much too young, you know she is." 

I didn't know what it was that I was too young for, but I could
hear the despair and the fear in her voice and it did nothing to
make me feel better about leaving the house.

It was early still. The sun hadn't set and there were people
outside. More than a few seemed to take note of our outfits.
Nobody would say anything though. After all, it wasn't any of
there business.

We didn't go far. About ten minutes later we pulled up in front
of a house and we all got out as if we had clothes on. We went to
the door and as we were climbing the front steps the door opened
and the weirdo that had been my last babysitter invited us in
with a big leer.

I looked around nervously as we went in. The house could have
used a good cleaning. When we got into the living room I saw two
more men that I had never seen before. One of them had a small
digital movie camera and was already filming as we entered. 

Pug said, "Gentlemen, you remember the limits?"

They all assured him that they did. Then the cameras focused on
my mother as she undressed without even being asked. Then she
moved behind me and whispered in my ear, "Sorry baby, I don't
have a choice." Then she pulled my slip up and over my head and
tossed it aside.

"Of course you have a choice, you silly bitch!" I thought. "Have
you never heard of 911?" But then again, I hadn't called it
either, had I?

The men were all over us. Kissing us and feeling us up and
putting their fingers in us, though in my case they were being
careful not to go too deep. I saw Pug take over the camera and
the camera man started undressing. Then the other two men started
taking their clothes off. 

In moments mom and I were on our knees with cocks in out mouths
and apparently the limits were pretty free, because a guy was
trying his damnedest to put his cock down my throat, just like
the guy beside him was doing to my mother. Much to my surprise,
and my extreme discomfort, after several painful minutes he
finally forced himself in past my bodies resistance and I
suddenly had a cock down my throat and a camera in my face. It
was horrible, but I was grateful that it wasn't Pug. At least
this guy had a smaller cock.

While we were sucking off the first two men another man showed
up. He turned out to be the last of the gang. For the next almost
seven hours, we sucked, and my mother fucked all five of them,
over and over and over. They all fucked my mother and three of
them fucked her in the ass. Something she was obviously not fond
of. Every time she got fucked I had another cock to suck clean.

When they couldn't get it up any more they toyed with us. They
made us masturbate. They really couldn't believe that I didn't
even know how. They made us hold their soft cocks in their mouths
while they sat around resting. I learned all about analingus. Not
something I enjoyed learning.  They took turns taking me to the
bathroom when they had to pee so that I could hold their cocks
for them while they peed. When they had finished I had to suck
their cocks clean again.

And always I had hands all over me. My nipples were sore, my
pussy was sore, my asshole was sore, and I didn't even have sex!
Mostly though, my mouth was sore. My jaw hurt. My tongue was
sore. My neck hurt from being kept in unnatural positions.

It was far worse for my mother. They were so mean to her. From
shortly after it started until nobody could do it any longer
there were men attacking her with cocks as if they were weapons.
They put their cocks in her one right after the other, and
sometimes all at once. At least three times three of them were in
her at once and she had to play with the fourth with her hand
while the other three raped her. Pug found it all very
entertaining and he just kept filming. 

Finally everyone had enough at just a little before one in the
morning. I got a warm washcloth from the bathroom and washed her
off and soothed her sore body. Then I helped her on with her
covering, I hesitate to call it a dress, and helped her out to
the car. 

I got in the back and we waited for Pug to come out and drive us
home. While we were waiting I asked, "Why? Why do you let them do
this to you.....to us?"

At first I didn't think she heard me. She didn't answer for a
long time. Then she said, "There is something wrong with me.
Something deep inside that craves this. I know it is sick, but I
can't help it. I waited half my life for Pug. I did not intend
for you to be a part of the deal, but I can't stop it. I am not
even sure I want to. He loves humiliating you as much as he loves
humiliating me. Whatever makes him happy makes me happy. I am
sorry baby, I can't help it. If you are waiting for me to call
911, well, it ain't gonna happen." For a minute there I was
wondering if she had read my mind.

Pug came out then and we were quiet. I didn't have anything more
to say to her anyway. 

We went home and they went into their room. I had to take a
shower and brush my teeth. I reeked of cum. Thanks to Pug and
Kevin I had recently come to know what that smell was on my
mother when she came home from those parties.

The next day was Saturday and I slept late. I was exhausted.
Kevin came to the door just before noon and I let him in. Pug and
mom were just finishing up breakfast in the kitchen. Kevin said
hello to Pug and said, "I was feeling kind of horny since I
missed out on getting sucked off yesterday. Is it okay if I play
around with Dani today?"

Pug smiled at him and said, "I think I can go you one better than
that. I decided that today would be a good day to pop her cherry.
We could have used her last night. So I am going to fuck her in a
few minutes. After that you can fuck her as much as you want,
unless you would rather get a blowjob. Whatever."

The blood drained out of my face and I fell to my knees in the
living room. I wouldn't even be twelve for almost two more
months. I didn't want to get fucked. I certainly didn't want to
get fucked by that big cock hanging off of that Neanderthal I had
thought was going to be my father and turned out to be my
resident rapist. Of course, what I wanted was of no consequence.

"Can I watch?" Kevin asked breathlessly. The idea of Pug popping
my cherry obviously had a lot of appeal for him. 

"Hell boy, you can watch and you can have seconds. How does that
sound?" Pug asked.

"Um, can I get a blowjob first? I am so fucking horny right now
that if I was to fuck Dani it would be like two strokes. I was
getting used to getting off two or three times a day."

"Sure boy," Pug said, magnanimously. "After last night she should
be an expert. She sucked about a mile of cock last night. Let's
see how she does."

Kevin got undressed and sat down and I didn't wait to be told. I
dropped to my knees between his legs and started sucking his
already hard cock. I guess he wasn't lying. He came in less than
a minute. I started to pull back after I swallowed his cum but he
slapped my head and said, "Again, bitch."

I head Pug chuckle and I started sucking again. This time he
lasted all of three of four minutes. A real fucking superman! I
swallowed again and then I sat up and waited for whatever was
next. 

Pug ordered me to go get a towel and I got up and got it and
brought it back to the living room. When I got back he was
undressed and after I spread the towel out on the carpet he made
me suck on his cock for a few minutes. Then he pulled his long,
fat, hard cock out of my mouth and ordered me to lie on the
towel. 

When I was in position he got between my legs and started eating
me out. I enjoyed being eaten, but I knew what was coming next
and I couldn't really relax and enjoy it. 

Before long he was satisfied that I was wet and loose and he
moved his large frame up over my little body. I felt his cock
rubbing back and forth over my tight little hole and I was
terrified. He was raised up on his arms staring down at me,
watching me as he caressed me with his cock. 

"Gina!" he called out to my mother. "Get your ass over here."

I saw my mother hurry over and kneel down beside us. 

Pug said, "I want you to hold your daughter's hand with one hand,
and with the other I want you to reach under me and put my cock
in her nice, tight, hot cunt."

I looked at my mother for a second and the look on her face
disgusted me. She was actually excited! I turned away and closed
my eyes and waited for it.

I didn't fight when she took hold of my hand. I felt her other
hand between me and Pug, moving his cock around, lining it up.
Then I felt the pressure as he forced it between the lips of my
virgin pussy. I would really have preferred that it be Kevin
leaning over me right now, with his little skinny dick.

I gasped when the head of Pug's cock popped past the initial
resistance and entered my tight little pussy. He paused for a
second and then he ordered me to look at him. I opened my eyes
and looked up at him. The expression on his face was sickening. I
was just some small animal he was about to devour. My life was of
no importance beyond the pleasure it could bring to him. 

As our eyes locked he started slowly moving his cock into me. At
first it was just a feeling of being stretched too far. I thought
for sure he was going to tear me open, and I don't mean my hymen.
He just kept slowly forcing his cock into me and finally stopped
when the head of his cock hit my hymen. I felt it stretch as he
pressed against it. He was playing with me. I could see in his
eyes how much fun it was to torture me this way. There was no
sudden thrust, breaking through and tearing my virginity to
shreds. No, that would have been too easy. He pushed slowly,
testing the limits of my tender flesh until it finally tore away
before the head of his cock, and then he was all the way in. 

I screamed, just a little, in pain, when he tore me and he
grinned. He didn't pause for a second. He knew how much pain I
was in, how much pain he was causing me, and he started fucking
me, raping me, attacking me with his cock. He had waited a long
time for this. He had known since I was nine that he was going to
rape me. Now it was finally happening and it was just as exciting
as he knew it would be. Even after all the sex from last night,
he came in less than five minutes, thankfully. 

I was in terrible pain. I knew it was supposed to hurt. I just
didn't know it was supposed to hurt this bad. He finally came in
my belly and then he kissed me. Not a kiss of affection, or love,
or even like. A kiss that said, "Fuck you bitch, you belong to
me." The look in his eyes was like hate, and all that I had ever
done was love him like a father.

He finally got off of me and I saw that my mother was right
there. Still holding my hand and I didn't even realize it. When
Pug stood up she took his cum and blood covered cock into her
mouth and swallowed it. While mom was sucking Pug's clock clean
Pug turned to Kevin and said, "Okay boy, you can fuck her now.
Anytime you want from now on."

I screamed as Kevin jumped on me and forced his little cock into
my bruised pussy. It hurt so much. He loved it too. I could tell
by the look of ecstasy on his face as he rammed his little cock
into my sore, bruised pussy.

I was beginning to think that Kevin would never last more than
five minutes. No matter how many orgasms he had, he never lasted
more than five minutes. The excitement of watching me get raped
by Pug had him on edge I guess and he only lasted a couple of
minutes this time. He came and collapsed on top of me.

I was dying to go to the bathroom but I had to wait several
minutes for Kevin to get up and go to mom for a good cock
cleaning. Then I struggled to my feet and limped to the bathroom
holding my stomach. I felt like I had been punched in the
stomach, and I guess I had.

I made it to the bathroom and collapsed onto the toilet. I let
the cum drain down into the toilet for a long time. 

I sat there long after it stopped, in too much pain to stand up.
I should have stood up sooner. I saw movement and Kevin was
standing in the doorway smiling at me. He was still naked. He
walked over in front of me. I was bent over trying to ease the
pain in my stomach.

I guess I had been in there longer than I thought because he
walked up to me and picked my head up by my hair and put his
slimy cock to my lips. It was immediately obvious that while I
was in here he had fucked my mother. Now I found myself sucking
his cock clean. Then he pulled out of my mouth and just stood
there, looking down at me. I didn't know what was going on until
I felt his piss running over my legs and down to my crotch. I
quickly spread my legs as wide as I could and screamed at him. He
just laughed and continued until he was finished. Then he pulled
my head back down and I was forced to lick the end of his cock
clean. 

When he was satisfied he released his grip on my hair and my head
dropped back down. I was sobbing loudly, overwhelmed by despair,
and with disgust. After a while I looked up when I heard someone
else at the door. It was Pug. 

He came in and asked me what was wrong in that phony, "I really
care" voice. I was crying so hard I had trouble talking. In fact,
I doubt if I made any sense at all. Since he really didn't care
though, it didn't matter. He wasn't there to comfort me. 

Instead, I felt another hot stream of piss flowing over my thighs
and accumulating at my crotch before draining down into the
toilet. I looked up at him and saw the look of pleasure on his
face and I felt so helpless. The last few squirts of piss out of
his cock landed right on my breasts. Then he wiped his cock on my
face and said, "Get yourself together you stupid cunt. It's just
a little piss for Christ's sake. Clean up this mess and take a
quick shower and get back out there. You have fifteen minutes.
Trust me. You don't want to be getting out there in sixteen
minutes."

I wanted to curl up in a little ball and cry. Instead, I wiped my
legs and my stomach and chest off with toilet paper. Then I got
on my hands and knees and cleaned up the toilet and the floor
with paper towels. Lastly I took a very quick shower and dried
off hurriedly. I didn't look at the clock when Pug had left so I
didn't know if I was late or not.

I limped back into the living room just in time to see my mother
on her hands and knees eating Kevin's ass out. Pug made me drop
to my knees and crawl across the room to his seat and provide him
with that same service.

I ate out his nasty ass. To the best of my knowledge he hadn't
bathed since before he went to work on Friday morning. I licked
and sucked and burrowed my tongue into him for long enough that I
developed a terrible crick in my neck. Then he reached down and
pulled my head up by my hair and I sucked him off again. This
time he wasn't satisfied with three inches either. Not after last
night. He eventually forced his entire cock into my mouth and
throat and then let me go to continue on my own. It was so hard,
it hurt so much. I knelt there forcing my lips down to the base
of his cock and all I could think was, "I'm just a little girl,
why does he hate me so much?"

Finally he came in my mouth and throat and I held his softening
cock in my mouth until he pushed me away. I just curled up in a
ball and cried quietly.

After a while my mother came over and helped me to my feet and
put me to bed. It was early afternoon but I was tired and in a
lot of pain.

I stayed in bed until Sunday morning. Mom had brought me in some
milk and sandwiches, but the idea of swallowing anything, as sore
as my throat was, well, I couldn't face it. Besides, I wasn't
hungry. 

On Sunday morning I got up and took a shower. I dried off and
went back to my room and tried to do my homework just to take my
mind off of my life. I tried to beg off when lunch was ready but
Pug ordered me to come out to lunch. My mother sprayed a sore
throat spray into my mouth and that helped a little. It didn't do
anything for the pain in my heart though.

I ate a tuna salad sandwich and some potato salad. Then I waited
for everyone to finish so I could clean up. Pug was apparently
sated because he ignored me. I cleaned up the kitchen after he
got up and then I went back to my room to finish my homework. 

I didn't feel like looking at either of them, or being with them,
or watching TV, so when I finished my homework I just lay down on
my bed and stared at the ceiling and tried not to think.

I was still there when they went to bed at their usual time. Pug
came into my room and looked down at me, lying naked across my
bed. He didn't say anything, and he didn't touch me. He just
stood there for a moment and then he left the room. After he left
it took a few minutes for my heart rate to return to normal. Then
I just zoned out until I eventually went to sleep. 

My mother woke me up the next morning and I took a quick shower
and went in for breakfast. Then I got ready for school and
grabbed my books and left.

As I was walking up our street I heard someone behind me. It was
Kevin. He said, "I couldn't come over and fuck you yesterday. My
parents think I am spending too much time with you. So I'm horny
as hell. Come with me."

He led me off the sidewalk and into a wooded lot. He found a
place that was out of the way and ordered me to suck him off. I
dropped to my knees and pulled his cock out and sucked him off
quickly. As soon as I finished he turned and walked away. I spent
the entire rest of the day tasting his cum. I rinsed my mouth out
at recess, and again at lunch time. I just couldn't seem to get
rid of the taste.

I walked home after school and as soon as I had undressed I
brushed my teeth. Then I sat at my desk to try to do some
homework. I didn't get far before my mother came and got me and
brought me out to help her amuse Kevin. I sucked Kevin for a few
minutes then he made me stretch out on the floor. He got on top
of me and made mom put his cock in my dry, sore pussy. She told
him that I was dry and needed some lubrication and I saw him grin
and get back up.

"Alright Gina," he said. "Get down there and lube her up for me."


I suppose he thought one or both of us would freak out at that,
but I was beyond caring as she dipped down and licked my pussy a
few times to get it moist.

Kevin got back on top of me and I felt mom guiding his cock into
my pussy. It wasn't so bad today. I was thankful it was him and
not Pug. He fucked me quickly and stood up and made me clean him
off. Then he had to leave. 

I went back to the bathroom and cleaned up and then went back to
my homework.

Supper went pretty much as usual and since my homework was done I
was told that I was spending too much time alone in my room and
told to join them for a little TV. 

Pug pulled me onto his lap and ordered mom to start the DVD in
the DVD player. I sat there with Pug's hands molesting my body
and the TV came to life. It was the movie they made Friday night
when we went to that creepy babysitter's house and we did all
that fucking and sucking. 

I didn't want to watch, but Pug kept an eye on me to make sure I
watched it all. It was really disgusting. I was appalled at the
number of cocks that came in my mouth that night. I knew it had
been a lot, but now I was able to sit back and keep track I was
shocked. Mom had it a lot worse of course, since they all fucked
her over and over. But she was more used to it.

I expected that Pug would want to put me to work on that large
cock I felt throbbing under my ass. But something new was being
added to my schedule tonight. I was sent to bed at nine o'clock.
Fifteen minutes later a shadow blocked out the light in my
darkened room and a man came in and got in bed with me. I assumed
at first that it was Pug, but it wasn't. It was one of the men
from the party Friday night. He pulled his pants down and made me
suck his cock until it was hard. Then he fucked me and I cleaned
him in the usual manner. Then he left. 

I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. Then I looked for a
clean set of sheets. Mine were wet and messy. Mom came back to
where I was digging around in the linen closet and just shook her
head and led me back to my room. Apparently I was to sleep in the
wet spot. 

Every night that week, except for Friday, one of the men from
that party showed up after I went to bed and fucked me. On Friday
we went back to that house for another party, only this time I
was a full participant. The following week was a repeat except
that this time the party was at our house. They all showed up
around six that evening and mom and I were put to work sucking,
but not bringing to climax, the four men and Pug. They all took
turns holding the camera. After a half hour of teasing them with
our mouths Pug and one of the others went down into the basement
and came up with a padded bench. 

I didn't even have time to get worried before I was stretched out
on the bench and my arms and legs were strapped to the legs of
the bench. I did get worried when Pug moved behind me and started
working a finger into my ass. It hurt like hell and he was only
using moisture from my pussy for lube. Eventually one of them
handed him a tube of lubricant and he started lubing me up and
forcing more and more fingers up my ass. When he was satisfied
that I was ready one of them stood by my head in case I started
screaming too loud and Pug began forcing his cock into me. I did
scream. But they felt that it wasn't loud enough to attract
attention so they let me scream, they enjoyed the sound of it.

I thought surely I had been torn by the time Pug finished
brutally fucking my ass. I knew it wasn't over though. The other
four men all took a turn at fucking my ass. After they came in my
ass, each in turn went to my mouth to be cleaned off. Mom had an
easy night. Her only job was to clean my ass up between fucks and
stay out of the way. They thought about making her do the camera
work but they liked the shots of her eating their cum from my ass
so they let her keep doing that instead.

Thankfully they only went around once. They finally let me up and
I staggered back to the bathroom with my mother's help. I fell
onto the toilet and listened as the cum from five men drained out
of my ass. Mom handed me a suppository and told me to put it in
when I was done draining. She said it would shrink my tissue back
up and take away some of the pain. I saw them, while I was
sitting on the toilet, carry the bench into my bedroom and put it
against the wall.

I finally stopped draining and wiped myself with a moist
towelette. I put the suppository in and before long it did seem
to help a little. I finally made it to my bed. As I was crossing
the hall I looked down towards the living room and saw that mom
wasn't having such an easy night after all. She was on the living
room floor getting fucked by three men.

Mom had told me to go to bed when I was done in the bathroom and
I was glad to obey that order.

The next day was Saturday. I slept late, my body was worn out. I
awoke to find Kevin in my room looking down at me.

"I hear you learned a new trick," he said. "Get up, let's see
it."

I stood up and he made me pull the bench away from the wall. I
told him I had to pee and asked him to give me enough time to go
to the bathroom first, but he just turned me around and put me
down on the bench. He didn't use lube, or loosen me up first.
Fortunately his dick is still pretty skinny and I still had the
cream from the melted suppository in my butt so it wasn't so bad.
The bad part was when he made me clean him afterwards. That stuff
tasted awful. As soon as he let me I ran for the bathroom and
just made it. 

Kevin followed me in and made me spread my legs and he watched
curiously as I peed. I tried to ignore him. I wiped up and washed
my hands and brushed my teeth and then went to the kitchen. 

Mom and Pug had slept late too and I wondered how Kevin got in. I
put the coffee on for them and made toast and bacon and put them
in the oven. Then I ate my cereal and cleaned up after myself.
Finally I was finished and Kevin took me back to my room and
undressed. He wanted to fuck my pussy this time. 

He pushed me onto the bed and looked at me while he undressed.
Maybe it was just a coincidence, but my breasts had been growing
like crazy in the last few weeks. I had gone from 'not quite and
A' to a full B cup in not much more than a month. People were
noticing too. 

Kevin got on top of me and started fucking, more slowly this
time, more like Pug had tried to teach him. It actually felt kind
of nice, though I was in no danger of having an orgasm. While he
was pumping away Pug stopped in and said good morning. I told him
that the coffee and toast and bacon were ready and he left me to
satisfy Kevin the insatiable. 

Kevin didn't seem to mind the interruptions in the least. He
didn't even pause as I spoke to Pug. He started picking up the
pace after a while and he finally came. When he rolled off of me
I cleaned him and then he got dressed and we went out to the
kitchen. 

This was pretty much my life for the next few months. I fucked
Kevin and Pug every day. I fucked somebody every night after I
went to bed. Usually it was one of the four men from the party,
but sometimes it was a stranger. 

I finally found out who the four men that we were always fucking
were. They worked for Pug in his business down at the docks.
Apparently mom and I were just one of the perks of the job.

I turned twelve and my present was a few more items of outlandish
slut clothing from that place where Pug always took us shopping.
My party was Pug and Kevin and Pug's four employees fucking me
all night long. Mom did the filming this time.

Something else was added at this party. Kevin, who used to be my
friend, held my mouth over his cock and pissed right down my
throat. The other men just laughed and cheered him on. 

It was horrible and I just barely made it to the bathroom before
I puked my guts out. By the time my birthday party had ended at
almost two in the morning, every one of them had pissed down my
throat. It took three of them to hold me down for the last three.
I knew I would suffer later for resisting but I couldn't imagine
anything worse that what they were doing to me.

When they were all through fucking me and pissing in my mouth
they got dressed and left. I collapsed on the floor of the living
room in a nearly catatonic state. I couldn't take this anymore.
Every day it gets a little worse. I don't know how long I would
have stayed like that if my most recent belly full of urine
wasn't about to come back up. I rushed down the hall and hugged
the toilet yet again. 

After I had emptied my stomach I brushed my teeth and then took a
quick shower. Then I brushed my teeth again with a new tooth
brush and finally I staggered to bed.

I was left alone the next day. Even Kevin stayed away. Then on
Monday things got back to normal. Well, normal for me. 

This was the last week of school before summer vacation. There
had been a slight dip in my grades when the sexcapades started
earlier this year. But then I started using school and schoolwork
as an escape from what my life had become and I graduated at the
top of my class.

As a reward for being such a good student I was taken to a
strange club outside of town. On Saturday afternoon my mother and
I were put in the car and blindfolded. We were driven to a club,
a drive of nearly an hour. When the car stopped and we were
allowed to take off the blindfolds we were parked in front of
what looked like a run down old barn. 

The parking lot was full of cars but I didn't see any people
anywhere and there were no other buildings around. Pug led us to
the door and we went in. The inside of the barn had been
remodeled and there was a bar and a theater with a raised stage
and several other rooms I didn't see. 

Mom and I were led into an office and we had to sign some forms.
We weren't even allowed to read them first. Then we were taken to
a large room where everyone was apparently waiting for us. We
were taken to the front of the large room and introduced as a
mother and her twelve year old daughter who would be posing for
them for as long as they liked. 

There seemed to be about twenty or thirty people there. They were
mostly men, but I saw a half a dozen women in the audience too. I
also saw a couple of teenage boys. Everyone seemed to be holding
a camera and they all gathered around and started snapping a few
'before' pictures. 

Then the directions started flooding in. I was ordered to undress
my mother and then she returned the favor. Then we posed for more
than an hour before people from the audience started posing with
us. I was almost grateful for the "parties" with Pug and his
employees. If I had not been subjected to a couple of six or
seven hour orgies this would have been much harder to take. They
just kept coming, all afternoon. They came one at a time at
first, then in pairs and the occasional threesome. I was treated
to a family gathering with the two teenage boys and their father.
A lot of the people in the audience wanted pictures of that.

Even mom was exhausted when they finally let us get cleaned up
and dress. They had a locker room and shower area and we were
left alone to take long hot showers. We dried off and collapsed
on a bench against the wall and rested for a moment. 

I turned to my mother and asked, "Is this really how you want to
live your life? Is this really the way you believe your twelve
year old daughter should be forced to live?"

Mom turned her head in my direction, but didn't say anything. She
stared at me for a moment, then stood up and started getting
dressed. 

I slipped my tiny dress over my head and followed her back out to
the lobby area. As we approached I saw Pug shaking the hand of
some guy in a suit and I heard the suit guy say, "Great, see you
next week!"

We were finally taken back out to the car and blindfolded for the
trip home. I was so worn out I fell asleep on the ride home. I
was nudged awake and realized that the car was stopped and turned
off. I pulled the blindfold off and saw that I was home. I went
inside and undressed and went to bed. It was only a little after
eight and I was a little hungry, but mostly I was exhausted and I
just wanted to sleep.

I was up early the next morning and started breakfast for Pug and
my mother. Then I ate my cereal and cleaned up. I was at a loss
then. I had relied on school and my schoolwork as a refuge from
what my life had become. Now I was available to abuse twenty-four
hours a day.

Speaking of abuse, I heard a noise and looked up to see Kevin
coming in the front door. He asked me if I had a good time
yesterday. 

"Yes, Kevin, I had a ball. I was humiliated and raped by
twenty-five people and it was all captured on film, what blast!"

Kevin smiled at my sarcastic response and took his clothes off.
He ordered me on to my hands and knees and he knelt behind me and
started slowly fucking me. 

While he fucked me I was ordered to tell him in detail about what
I had to do yesterday. He found it a lot more exciting than I
had. He came once and just kept his semi hard cock in me while I
kept talking. He was soon hard again and fucked me yet again. I
was noticing that he was starting to build up his stamina. He
probably could have gotten me excited if I didn't hate him so
much.

I hadn't finished relating the details from yesterday, so he kept
his cock in me still while I continued. My mother and Pug were
eating breakfast now and watching Kevin and me in the living
room. As I got to the part of my story where I had the two
teenage boys and their father Kevin got hard again and started
fucking me again. I finally finished my story, or as much as I
could remember of it and Kevin finally came for a third time. I
sucked him clean and started to get up and go back to my bathroom
and clean up. Kevin stopped me and made me kneel in front of him
with my legs spread wide. He watched his cum drooling out of me
for a while and then he ordered me to scoop it up and eat it. I
heard Pug chuckle in the kitchen and say, "Damn, I like the way
that kid thinks!"

I was less impressed. I remember when Kevin was a nice kid, a
friend. Now he was a predator who thought only with his skinny
little dick. 

I was finally allowed to go clean up. I was grateful to see that
my mother was on her knees sucking on Pug's cock. That was at
least one load I wouldn't have to handle.

I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, but most of
Kevin's cum had already drained out of me and I had been forced
to eat it. I used some toilet paper and then a couple of moist
towelettes and finally washed my hands and rinsed my mouth out.

When I got back to the living room mom was on her knees between
Pug and Kevin and I just stayed out of the way hoping I would be
left alone. As you have probably already figured out, I am not
that lucky. Pug saw me come in and he ordered me to kneel beside
him as he fucked my mother and reach around behind him and play
with his balls while he fucked her. 

He came soon after that and while mom concentrated on trying to
suck Kevin to a fourth orgasm I was forced to suck Pug clean.
Then he put me on my back on the floor and with his strong hands
he manhandled me into position with my head between my mother's
thighs. I looked up at mom's red, swollen pussy, dripping Pug's
cum and her juices inches from my face. I saw her pussy getting
closer and closer to my face and I realized that Pug must be
pushing down on her, forcing her pussy into contact with my
mouth. 

I knew what he wanted. There was no point in resisting. I started
licking her thighs and then her entire pubic area, finally
narrowing down the area of concentration to her sloppy, freshly
fucked pussy. I suppose I should have been really grossed out.
But after all the nasty things I have had in my mouth lately,
well, this was just more of the same.

I licked her clean and sucked Pug's cum out of her pussy and I
could tell she was getting turned on. I don't know why I did it.
Pleasing my mother was not high on my priority list right now.
But I saw that she was getting turned on and I reached my tongue
up and began tickling her clit and then sucking on it while she
came, moaning around Kevin's cock which set him off. 

Pug made her clean Kevin up and then she was forced to lick my
face clean. Then she was ordered to return the favor and eat my
pussy. I had been fucked a lot lately, but I wasn't enjoying it
and I could not remember the last time I had an orgasm. The guys
sat down and watched as my mother moved between my thighs and
started licking and sucking on my pussy. 

I didn't want to cum. I didn't want them to have that power over
me. But there is only so much a girl can take. They made her keep
going until I had three orgasms, each more earth shaking than the
previous one. 

As I was relaxing, with my eyes closed after that third orgasm,
Pug pulled mom out of the way and climbed on top of me. He fucked
me long and hard, and it is the first time that I remembered
enjoying being fucked. By the time he climbed up my chest and
forced his slimy cock into my mouth I was as limp as a rag.

Everyone's sexual appetites were sated at last. I looked outside.
It was a bright sunny summer day. It suddenly occurred to me that
I had not been outside to play, or just to go for a walk or a
bike ride in a year! Instead I had been inside being ridden
whenever I had free time.

I asked Pug if I could go for a bike ride. Just by myself, just
to relax for a little while. He was satisfied and said as long as
I was home by supper he didn't care. I jumped up and went to my
room to get dressed. That was when I ran into my first problem.
The only clothes I owned now were short skirts and dresses, very
short. I put on a dress and went out to the garage. 

My bike had been gathering dust since we moved in with Pug. The
tires were flat and it took me half an hour to get them inflated.
I finally got up on the seat and carefully tucked as much of my
skirt as I could between me and the seat to try to keep my pussy
covered.

I took off down the street but I couldn't keep my skirt from
billowing up and exposing me so after only a block I gave up and
got off and pushed my bike to the park down the street. 

I leaned my bike up against a tree and sat down and just enjoyed
the idea that, for the next few minutes I didn't have to worry
about someone raping me.

I saw other kids playing, kids my age. All of them still virgins,
living in normal homes, excited about being out of school for the
summer. They probably had boyfriends and girlfriends and might
even be daydreaming about someday having sex.

A boy about my age came over to talk to me. We hadn't met. He
said hello and asked me my name. I told him and he asked if he
could sit down. We talked for a long time about school and the
weather and everything but sex. It was kind of fun. The only
embarrassing part was when we were leaving and he was going to
walk me home. He reached down to help me up and there was no way
to get up without baring my pussy in that tiny skirt.

He blushed and looked away when he saw my skirt pull up and my
naked slit came into view. For some reason his reaction turned me
on. Thankfully he didn't say anything, and I couldn't. 

He walked me back up the street to my house and before I went in
I told him that he couldn't come to my house my parents were kind
of weird. 

He asked me if I would be going back to the park. I told him that
I would try to go back but I don't get to go out much. We stood
in front of my house for a few minutes talking. It had been a lot
of fun. I really like him. I reluctantly said goodbye and pushed
my bike back into the garage and put it away.

When I got inside Pug asked me how it went. I told him I couldn't
ride my bike, my skirts were too short. He smiled and told me
there was no such thing as a skirt that was too short. He asked
me about my friend and I told him all about the boy I met in the
park. I didn't want to. Pug would screw up anything if he had the
chance.

I went to my room and undressed. I read for a while, until
supper. Pug left me alone the rest of the day and I went to bed
at my usual time.

Pug woke me early from a sound sleep and told me to get dressed.
I was going to work with him today. I took a quick shower and
dressed and hurried out to the kitchen. I had a quick bowl of
cereal and followed him out to the car. 

At first I was upset, I was hoping for a nice quiet day at home,
but then I thought of Kevin and realized that it probably
wouldn't have been so quiet.

I had never been to my dad's business before. It was a huge
warehouse right on the docks. There were big trucks coming and
going all day long and stuff being moved around on forklifts and
I wondered how it was possible to know where anything was. 

I was put to work answering the phones. Mostly I just answered it
and then told Pug who was calling but by the end of the day I was
finding out how to answer some of the easier questions the
callers had. It was actually kind of fun. Except that every once
in a while I had to go into the back room with someone and suck
them or fuck them. Usually it was one of the usual four, but
sometimes it was someone I hadn't seen before. At least they
didn't all come at me at once. I even had an orgasm once!

On the way home Pug actually complimented me on my good work! 

When we walked into the house it was obvious that mom had not
gotten off as easily as I had. She looked rough. Her ass was red
as a beet. Pug asked her why Kevin had beaten her and she said
that he had tried to shit in her mouth and she puked.

Pug turned as red as mom. He was madder than I had ever seen him.
I thought at first he was mad at mom. He went to the phone and
started to dial out. Then he slammed the phone down and called me
over. He ordered me to call Kevin and tell him that Pug said he
couldn't come over anymore. Pug was afraid that if he talked to
him, or saw him, he would lose it. I was shocked. I didn't think
Pug had any limits.

I called Kevin and told him what Pug said. Kevin didn't say
anything, he just hung up.

I told Pug and he just went over to his chair and sat down. I
went and got him his beer and the mail. 

I went to work with Pug every day but Thursday that week. On
Thursday I went to the park and met my new friend again. He was
just a nice, normal guy and it was fun to talk to him.

While we were talking he asked me if I knew Kevin. When I said
that I did he told me that Kevin was saying a lot of nasty things
about me and my mother. I told him that he and my dad were having
a big thing going on and there were a lot of hard feelings. I
told him that Kevin had done something bad to my mom and my dad
was really ticked at him.

We, my new friend Todd and me, spent all afternoon just sitting
around talking. Todd was fifteen, two years older than me. I
guess a year of being raped ages a person though. We didn't seem
to notice a two year difference in our ages.

I was also beginning to think that the jokes guys made about
drinking cum making your boobs get big might be true. I was now a
full B cup and I had just turned twelve!

The funny thing was that I hated being around Pug and his crew,
and Kevin, because it was all about having sex with me. Todd was
treating me so nice that I wished I could have sex with him! We
were sitting up on the bandstand where they used to have band
concerts a long time ago. It was a quiet afternoon and nobody was
around. 

The conversation had tapered off for the moment and we were just
sitting there feeling comfortable with each other and I turned to
Todd and said, "Would you be mad if I kissed you?"

He smiled and said, "I would love it if you kissed me. I can't
believe you are only twelve. You are the most grown up girl I
know!"

I wanted to lean over and kiss him, but I realized that I wasn't
who he thought I was and maybe that wouldn't be fair. "What kind
of stuff has Kevin been saying about me?" I asked.

He blushed and said, "Things I can't repeat, nasty things, sexual
things. He's telling all kinds of lies."

"Maybe they weren't all lies," I whispered. 

Todd looked at me and he had the saddest look on his face. I knew
right away I had fucked up. 

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"For most of the last year I have had to let Kevin have sex with
me after school. Any time he wants. My father makes me. I have
sex with my father too." I saw the look in his eyes and I would
have given anything to take back what I had just said. "I'm
sorry. I guess you hate me now. You have to promise me you won't
tell anyone. I will get in a lot of trouble for telling you."

"That's child abuse," he said. "You're pretty smart, I guess you
know that."

I nodded.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"No! I hate it!" I responded

"Why don't you get help?"

"It's complicated. I suppose I will give up and run away soon. I
just can't call the cops on my mother."

"I would if it was me," he said.

"I guess you probably don't want to kiss me now, do you?"

"I would've thought that a girl in a fucked up situation like
your's wouldn't want anything to do with a guy."

I was quiet for a minute and then I said, "I know, but you are
just so nice. There aren't any nice guys in my life."

"Maybe a nice guy would feel funny about kissing a girl when it
would be like he was just taking advantage of her."

I smiled and said, "Maybe, let's see." I got up and sat on his
lap and put my arm around his neck and kissed him. He was pretty
stiff at first, but pretty soon he was kissing me back and it was
nice. 

He broke the kiss after a few minutes and I said, "Thank you. I
just wanted to be with someone that wasn't going to rape me. I
like it." I slid off his lap and sat beside him.

Todd smiled and said, "If you had done that any longer I might
have raped you!" 

I looked down and saw the bulge in his pants and said, "Oh god,
I'm sorry. I guess I was just thinking of myself."

I looked around and saw that we were still all alone and I said,
"It wouldn't be rape if it was my idea would it?"

He looked at me funny and I went to my knees and spread his legs
and started to pull his zipper down.

He grabbed my hands and stopped me. "No Dani! You don't have to
do that. We can just be friends, maybe kissing friends."

I looked up at him and said, "I have sex all the time with men I
don't like. I just want to do it one time with someone I like.
Please?"

He was really confused. He wanted to, but he knew that it wasn't
right. Still, he was a boy with a hard on and I was a pretty girl
who was asking to take care of it for him. There was never really
any question how this was going to go.

He took his hands away and I pulled his zipper down. He was about
the same age as Kevin, but his cock was much bigger. I had to
unbutton his jeans to get his cock out. I kissed it and licked it
and gave him the best blowjob I knew how. Afterwards I held his
cock in my mouth for a while and before long I was sucking him to
a second orgasm.

"What I suspected was right," I said, smiling up at him. "It is
much nicer to do it with someone you like."

He just smiled, he couldn't talk yet.

"I guess you think I'm pretty sick, don't you?" I asked.

"No Dani, I feel sorry for you. I like you, you are pretty and
smart and damn that was some blowjob! I don't want to get you in
trouble, but I can't help thinking I should report what they are
doing to you."

"No, please don't tell anyone. I'll do something about it sooner
or later."

We sat quietly for a few minutes and then he asked, "Can we still
be friends?"

"Oh yes, please. I really need a friend. Kevin used to be my
friend until my stepfather turned him into a monster. Now I don't
have anyone."

It was time for both of us to go home, but before he left he made
me memorize his phone number. I knew I wouldn't use it. I thought
it was so sweet of him to want to help though.

I went home and undressed and helped my mom with supper. When Pug
got home I took him his beer and the mail. Except for a pat on
the butt he ignored me.

We ate dinner and as he was leaving the table he told me that I
would be going to work with him tomorrow.

I said "Yes sir," and finished cleaning up and went to my room. I
lay on my bed with a book, but I wasn't reading. I was thinking
about Todd. I know I should have kept my mouth shut. I hoped he
would still be around the next time I went to the park.

Friday I had a day almost like a normal kid. I answered the
phones for Pug and everyone was so busy that I didn't have sex
all day long, until it was time to go home and Pug rewarded his
four favorites for a hard days work.

We all went into the back room and I did them two at a time, and
it was all over quickly and we went home to supper.

After supper we all watched TV and I went to bed early. One of
the easier days I have had since this all started.

I overslept the next morning and they were already eating
breakfast when I came out. I got my cereal and joined them at the
table. After he finished eating Pug told me that I needed to take
a shower and get prettied up soon. We were going back to the club
out in the country.

I guess I was going to have to pay for having an easy day
yesterday. 

I got cleaned up and picked out a dress to wear and then waited
until it was time to go and got dressed. We went out to the car
and as soon as the doors were closed Pug handed my mother and me
the blindfolds. We put them on and sat in the darkness for an
hour.

When the car came to a stop we took the blindfolds off and got
out of the car. I noticed that there were a lot more cars here
than last time. Not good.

We went inside and this time we went into the theater. Mom and I
were led up on stage while Pug wandered off and got a drink and
talked with friends. Mom and I just stood together in the middle
of the stage and waited. I whispered to her, "Do you know what is
going to happen?"

She just shook her head. She looked as scared as I was.

Every once in a while someone from the audience would come close
to the stage and look us over, but never talk to us. It wasn't a
high stage, like in a regular theater. It was just raised a
couple of feet. The seats were amphitheater style. They rose up
steeply so that everyone had a good view.

Eventually everyone that was coming was here and the doors were
closed loudly. All talking stopped and everyone took their seats.
I recognized several people from last week, but there were a lot
more people this time.

When the audience had settled down two women in evening gowns
came on stage and one of them undressed mom and the other took my
clothes off. Then they put leather collars around our necks and
with the attached leashes pulled us to the back of the stage. 

As soon as we were out of the way two large wooden frames in the
shape of an X were lowered from the ceiling. We were each led to
an X by the woman who had undressed us and our wrists and ankles
were strapped down. Then the women left the stage and we were
left there to ponder our fate. I don't know about my mother, but
I was terrified.

Finally someone came out on stage. He was a large, older man in a
tuxedo. He stopped in front of me for a moment and ran his hands
over my body. Then, after pinching one of my nipples, he walked
over to my mother. While he was inspecting my mother another man
came on stage. He looked a lot like the first man. He stopped in
front of me for a minute and touched me, very gently.

Then he walked behind me and started to whisper in my ear.

"Do you know what is going to happen to you today?" he asked
quietly.

I shook my head frantically. He was so cool and calm and yet his
voice was dripping with enthusiasm as he whispered. 

"I want you to know before we start," he continued, still
whispering. "First you and your mother are going to be tortured.
We have all kinds of nasty things to torment your tender flesh
with. One of my favorites is a cattle prod. You're going to love
that. We have all sorts of clamps to torture your nipples and the
soft flesh of your young breasts and even your sweet young pussy.
There's that old standby, hot wax. We have an assortment of whips
and paddles. Oh yes, and another of my personal favorites,
needles. Girl, you haven't lived until you have had a needle
slowly skewer the flesh of your sensitive breasts. Well, I
misspoke, not a needle, more like fifty needles. When we are done
with all of that we have a special surprise for you. I don't want
to spoil it though, so I won't say any more.

I looked over at my mother and I could tell by her face that she
had been getting the same whispered conversation that I had. She
looked terrified. That didn't make me feel any better.

The two women in evening gowns came back on stage, each pushing a
wheeled cart that was full of instruments of torture. The carts
were placed right beside us so that we could see what was in
store for us.

I heard a scream and whipped my head around to see the man with
my mother holding a metallic rod to her breast. Then I heard a
noise like a bug zapper and she shrieked again.

The man in front of me picked up the identical device and held it
in front of me. "This is the cattle prod I told you about," he
said in a conversational tone. "It will hurt like all hell, as
you can tell from listening to your mother. We have them
specially made so that they don't cause actual burns. It just
feels like they do. Here, let me demonstrate."

I shook my head and pleaded with him not to do it. I begged him.
I felt the cold tip of it against the side of my breast and then
I heard the noise and felt the shock. Believe me, it didn't feel
like a reduced shock to me! I screamed much louder than my mother
had. 

I heard gasps from the crowd, but I glanced out at them and it
was obvious that there was no hope of salvation from them. All I
saw was lust.

I heard my mother scream again and then it was my turn again. For
some reason he avoided touching my nipples with it. I guess he
had something else in mind for them. It seemed to go on and on. I
kept praying to pass out, but no such luck. They were so slow and
deliberate about it. They took their time and drew it out,
letting us enjoy the anticipation I suppose. 

I thought it was an unimaginable thing to torture a woman's
breasts like this, until he shocked my pussy. I screamed so loud
then that I hurt myself. I pleaded with him not to do that again.
I even begged him to do my tits instead. He just smiled and
shocked my pussy one more time.

It hurt so much, I hurt so much, I couldn't even scream. My mouth
opened wide but no sound came out. I couldn't get enough air. I
begged him to stop in a raspy whisper. 

I cried in gratitude when he put the cattle prod back on the
cart. I should have saved my gratitude. He reached down and
pulled up a large handful of long needles with colored plastic
ends on them. He held one up in front of my eyes and showed it to
me. 

I heard myself saying, "Oh god no, please no. No more, I can't
take it. I'll do anything you want. I beg you."

He moved around behind me and said, "Yes dear, you will do
anything I want. What I want is to hear you scream in pain." 

I assume that he moved behind me so that the audience could watch
as she skewered my breasts with the long needles. He reached
around me and pressed the point of one of the needles against my
breast about and inch back from the nipple.

I shook my head and sobbed in terror as he applied more and more
pressure until the point punctured my skin and entered my breast.
I screamed again, and then I screamed once more as he pushed it
all the way through and I looked down in disbelief to see it come
out through the other side of my breast and protrude about an
inch. That was when I finally passed out.

Unfortunately, they anticipated that. I came back to
consciousness suddenly with smelling salts being waived under my
nose.

I immediately started begging to be released. Instead, he pressed
another needle in the same spot on my other breast. 

I started sobbing, "Mommy, mommy, mommy," over and over, quietly.
Until he started applying pressure again and I closed my eyes and
screamed as I felt the needle skewer my other breast. It went on
and on until the entire box of needles, all fifty of them, were
embedded in my breasts. The last two had been driven straight
into the nipples from the front and just bobbed up and down in
front of me.

The men who had been skewering our breasts stepped away from us
when all of the needles were in place and the crowd applauded
loudly. Sick fucks!

I guess it must have been hard work for those poor guys, because
they stood back and rested while the girls in the evening gowns
came out and removed the needles. They pulled them out the same
way they had been inserted, very slowly.

Once all of the needles were removed I was pretty much a drooling
idiot. I hung slack in the straps that held me and there was
actually a stream of drool coming from my lips. I was not fully
conscious. Unfortunately, they noticed. I was slapped in the face
and the tits for a few minutes, until I was fully aware of my
surroundings. 

The next item on the agenda turned out to be a combination of
clamps and clothespins. First a strong clamp with sharp teeth was
embedded in my nipples. Every time I thought it was as bad as it
could get I found out I wasn't even close. I felt the blood
dripping down my breasts and down my stomach. 

Meanwhile, chuckles was pinching the skin on my breasts together
and attaching strong, painful clothespins to the skin. Eventually
I had dozens of them on each tit. Then he lined the soft, tender,
underside of my arms with them. Then he did the same with my
thighs. Finally he picked up five more of the sharp toothed
clamps and put two on the labia on each side of my pussy. The
fifth went right over my clit. I passed out again and didn't wake
back up until they were removed.

I don't have any idea how long that was. I looked over and saw
that my mother was already on the next step. The gentleman that
was tormenting her had tilted her cross back and was dripping hot
wax on her. She was sobbing and muttering incoherently. I somehow
didn't feel sorry for her, or at least not as sorry as I felt for
myself.

I felt the cross I was strapped to being lowered slightly. I was
leaning back at an angle now, obviously to facilitate the candle
wax torture.

My hair was a mess. Not that I minded. But one of the women came
out and gathered it and put a band around it so that it was out
of the way. Then I felt the first of the hot wax dripping onto my
face. Very slowly, a few drops at a time, until my face was
covered. Even my ears! Then he worked his way down my neck and
eventually covered my entire torso, and finally everywhere but
the bottoms of my feet.  Then he moved back to my face and looked
in my eyes. "Beautiful!" he said. Then, as a final touch, he
forced my mouth open and dropped several splatters of wax on my
tongue.

I thought surely it was over now. I couldn't take any more. I
would surely go mad. That was when I found out how they planned
on removing the wax. They picked up some short leather whips and
beat it off of us. It took a long time. They started at our feet
and slowly worked their way up our bodies. Each stroke of the
whip broke a little more wax loose and knocked it to the floor.
It was especially onerous around those most tender areas, the
areas they had already tortured the most, my pussy and my tits.
When they got to my face though, the pain was new all over again!
All I could do was close my eyes and scream through tightly
pressed lips and pray that they didn't hit my eyes with a whip.
When all of the wax had been removed I was forced to stick out my
tongue so that what little of the wax remained on it could be
whipped off too.

It was finally over. They were releasing us from the crosses. I
couldn't stand on my own and the man had to hold me up with a
hand under my arm. We stood back and the crosses were pulled back
up to the ceiling. Then the women came out and swept up the wax
and took it away. I prayed that it was over now, but when I saw
two more men in tuxedos come out on stage carrying a long bench I
knew it wasn't my lucky day.

I sobbed and begged someone in the audience to help me. I think
they enjoyed that.

I watched as my mother was fastened to one end of the bench with
her head near the center. I was led to the other end and we were
fastened down with the tops of our heads touching. I felt someone
doing something with my hair and it was put into another pony
tail and attached to the end of a short metal bar. My head was
lifted and my mother's hair was attached to the other end of the
bar. We were facing each other with our faces only inches apart,
and unable to move our heads.

The women in gowns came back out and rubbed something on both of
us, on our pussies. Then they left and for a few minutes my
mother and I just lay there staring at each other helplessly and
waiting for the next torture. We didn't have long to wait. 

I saw my mother's eyes grow wide and I knew that something
terrible was about to happen. Then I saw a large Great Dane being
led up between her legs. At the same time I felt something behind
me and knew that the same thing was happening to me. I felt a
huge tongue exploring my genitals and then its hairy chest moving
up over my back. I saw one of the women reach under the dog that
was over my mother and felt someone aiming the other dog's cock
between my legs. 

I looked at my mother's eyes and saw the moment when he drove his
big cock into her. Then it was my turn. We stayed there, locked
together on that bench, staring into each other's eyes in shock
as we were raped by two huge dogs. I heard my mother scream after
a while and I wondered what that was. Until I felt the creatures
knot being forced into my pussy. I too screamed in pain as the
dog held me tightly in his forelegs and quivered as he flooded my
womb with his hot sperm. It took a very long time. 

The dogs stayed in place long after they were done cumming in us.
I have no idea how long we lay like that before the dogs at last
got restless and started struggling to pull their cocks out of
us. It was almost as painful as when those huge knots had entered
us and we both screamed again for several minutes until the dog's
cocks finally pulled free. Then I felt all of that hot fluid
drain out of me and down my thighs.

We were left like that for a long time. I was hoping that it was
finally over. I figured that no man in his right mind would want
anything to do with a female that had just fucked a dog. Yeah,
remember me, the blonde?

The women in gowns came out and cleaned mom and me up and wiped
up the mess on the floor. Then two more benches were brought out
and placed side by side at the edge of the stage. We were
fastened to these on our backs and close to a hundred men came
forward to use us. Most of them used our mouths. We were on our
backs with our heads hanging down and in perfect position to
drive a nice big cock down our throats. That's what most of them
did. A few lifted my legs and raped my ass. I saw that a couple
of guys did the same to my mother, but most of them came down our
throats. 

When they finally removed us from those last two benches I
collapsed to the floor. I looked around and only Pug and two
other men were in the room. They were all smiling and happy. I
could have killed all three of them.

My throat hurt so bad I couldn't talk. I guess mom was the same.
We just lay there on the edge of the stage unable to stand up.
After Pug finished his drink he came down to the stage and tossed
our dresses to us and watched in amusement as we struggled into
them.

He had to help us out to the car. I was not surprised when we got
outside to see that it was pitch dark outside. We must have been
in there for over eight hours! We donned our blindfolds and there
was another hour of darkness until we got home. On the drive Pug
said that we had made enough money this afternoon to buy a new
car. He said "we", I never saw any of the money, and I didn't see
him do anything to earn it. But he promised that it would never
happen again. We would still come out here sometimes. There would
be photography and gangbangs, but no more torture and no more
animals. I had no reason to trust him, but I had to believe him.
The idea of ever going through that again was unimaginable.

Mom and I rushed in and used half a bottle of throat spray. Then
we went for long hot showers. I stayed under the water until it
turned cold. Then I went to bed and cried myself to sleep.

It took us a week to recover from that day. Pug left us mostly
alone. He would still get a blowjob from one of us every day, but
I didn't get fucked again until the next Friday. I don't know
about mom. 

I didn't even have to go to work with Pug the following week. I
just stayed home and tried to get over the nightmares. I noticed
that mom had a lot of trouble looking me in the eyes.

On Wednesday I felt well enough to go for a walk and I went out
to the park for a while in the afternoon. I was disappointed that
Todd wasn't there but the air was nice and I sat on the bandstand
and closed my eyes and made believe I had a real life.

It was almost an hour later when I heard footsteps and looked up
to see Todd coming up into the bandstand. He looked surprised to
see me. I guess I had been invisible when I was lying down on the
seat.

Todd had a friend with him. A kid I had never seen before. We
talked for a while and Todd's friend left and then Todd and I
just sat together quietly for a while. 

Finally Todd asked, "You alright? You look like you've had a bad
time. Is there anything I can do?"

"No, yes, yes. No, I am not alright. Yes I had a bad time. Yes
there is something you can do. Could I just put my head in your
lap and make believe I'm your girlfriend for a little while?"

Todd smiled and said, "You are always welcome to put your head in
my lap, no matter which way you want to face."

I grinned at him and slapped his arm. Then I stretched out on the
bench and laid my head in his lap and closed my eyes for a while.
He was sitting very still and I could feel him watching me. I
knew he had questions. I knew he wanted to help. I will never
know why I didn't let him.

I opened my eyes after a while and looked at him. He looked so
concerned. It made me feel better just to be with him. I took his
hand from my waist and put it on my breast, gently. I tried, but
I couldn't control the wince and he pulled his hand away quickly.


"What's wrong?" he asked. 

"I would rather not say Todd. I thought it would be okay, but I
am still sore, next time though, alright?"

He was quiet for a minute and then he said, "What did they do to
you?"

I tried not to, I tried so hard. But the tears started flowing
and he lifted me up and held me close and I cried all over his
shirt.

"I can't talk about it Todd," I finally managed to say. "But it's
over now. He promised it wouldn't happen again."

Todd moved his hand to the front of my dress and lifted it up
enough so that he could see underneath. He saw the receding black
and blue marks and the little marks that remained from all the
pins. He dropped my top back down and said, "You were tortured!"

"He promised he wouldn't let them do it again."

"Who is "them"?"

"I don't know. He puts a blindfold on us and takes out in the
country somewhere. We don't have any idea where it is or who the
people are."

"Us? Who is 'us'?" he asked.

"He makes my mom go too."

"How could those monsters do those things to a twelve year old
girl, a beautiful, fragile, sweet young girl like you?!"

"You think I'm beautiful?"

"No, I don't think you are beautiful, silly. You are beautiful,
no matter what I think."

He was still holding me tight and I reached up and kissed him. He
was such a nice kisser, tender and loving. I looked around after
kissing for a few minutes and said, "My lips aren't sore."

He smiled at me and said, "Do you know how many guys would kill
for a girlfriend like you?"

"No, point them out!"

"Let's skip the expert blowjob this time," he said gently. "I am
too worried about you to enjoy it."

I kissed him again and rested in his arms for a while. It was the
medicine that I really needed.

It was finally time to go and I told him that I would probably be
here tomorrow afternoon. Then we kissed again and he walked me
home.

Things just kind of coasted along after that. Much to my
amazement, Pug let me date Todd. When Pug was at work I even got
my mom to let me sneak him into my room sometimes. We stayed
together and he kept me more or less sane until I finally ran
away.

I went to Pug's warehouse two or three times a week during the
summer and then, when school started back I was able to sink back
into my studies. Kevin never came back, but the nine PM rotation
of guys from Pug's business started again during the week.

Pug took mom and me back out to the barn in the country about
every other month or so. But he kept his word and we were never
tortured again, or had to mess with animals. There were
afternoons when there were cocks as far as the eye could see, but
after that day on the cross I could handle a bunch of cocks.

Things changed when, shortly after I turned fourteen I came down
with a bad case of pregnant. Pug was upset, until he found out it
was going to be a girl. Then he was ecstatic.

I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what he was thinking. I
started thinking seriously about what would happen to my daughter
if I stayed here and I knew I had to leave now.

The sex, even the rough sex, continued and I was scared for my
baby, but the big worry was that one day I would be watching Pug
fuck my baby, Pug and all his friends. 

I started hiding money away, lunch money. Spare change. A couple
of times I stole a few bucks from my mom's purse but Pug made her
account for all of her money so I couldn't do that often.

Finally, I was very pregnant and I had fifty dollars and I
decided that it was now or never. So one day I left for school
and never came home. My only regret was Todd. I knew I would miss
him terribly. I had no idea who the father of my baby was, but I
tried to convince myself that it was Todd.

The rest of this story is to be found in, "Dani Does the Right
Thing".

THE END
  
Dani Does the Wrong Thing   Part 3 of Dani's Saga

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  This story was written by request. It is a sequel to "Dani Does
the Right Thing", and "Dani Does the Right Thing   The Prequel".
If you have not read those stories you should read them before
you read any further. If you read them and didn't enjoy them, you
won't enjoy this one either.

It took a couple of months for things to settle down after I
killed Pug. My daughter had a lot of questions that she wasn't
old enough to understand the answers to. I tried to satisfy her
curiosity, keeping the answers simple while avoiding saying
anything that was not the truth. 

Not much changed really. Not at first. I found myself thinking
about sex more often. Pug had reawakened my sex drive and I found
myself daydreaming a lot about sex. What bothered me about that
was the kind of sex I thought about. I had fought so hard to
attain a normal life for my daughter and me. Now it seemed that
all of my fantasies and daydreams were of the kind of life I had
escaped when I ran away from Pug at the age of fourteen.

I made a conscious effort to direct my fantasies towards finding
a nice man that loved me and settling down. It wasn't unpleasant,
but it wasn't exciting.

I tried calling my mom several times. She always hung up on me.
Finally I wrote her a long letter. I told her I was sorry that
things worked out the way they did. I wasn't sorry that I had
killed Pug, and I didn't say that I was. I just tried to explain
why I had to do it. I don't know why it seemed important to me.
She was as much responsible for what I went through as Pug had
been.

I put a couple pictures of my daughter and me in with the letter
and mailed it, not really expecting an answer.

So I was surprised when I answered the phone a couple of weeks
later and it was my mother.

We talked for a long time. It went pretty well and I started
calling her once a week. She talked to my daughter, Mel, on the
phone and even mailed her a nice present when it was her
birthday.

Our phone conversations always avoided one subject though. We
never talked about Pug or the abuse he had heaped upon both of
us. I wanted to. I wanted to ask her how she could have allowed
her husband to rape and sexually abuse me at such a young age. I
already knew the answer. I suppose I just wanted her to feel bad
about it, and she didn't. She would have been happy to have
things continue as they were, and she would have looked forward
to the day when Pug started involving Mel in their perverse
games. 

I wondered if she was still involved with the other people in the
area that Pug had shared her with. I was afraid that she might
be, so I didn't ask. 

Everything would have gone on just like it was, with my life
revolving around raising my daughter right and providing a safe
home for her, except for one thing. Copies of the movies Pug had
made of me started being passed around, secretly, by someone who
must have been involved with the police. It must have been
someone in the police department because that is who had the
movies. It wasn't the highlight DVD that Pug had made to
blackmail me into going home with him either. There were copies
of the full movies of everything Pug had made me do circulating.


At first it was just embarrassing when I found out. It got a lot
worse in a hurry though. I was called into my supervisor's office
one day in the middle of my shift. My supervisor was not a nice
person. If you look up "Bitch" in the dictionary you will find
her picture. She had been really hard on me ever since I killed
Pug. It was as though she blamed me for what happened. She never
really trusted me after that. If some shitty job came up in the
hospital you could be sure I was the one that got volunteered to
do it.

I was kept waiting outside of my supervisor's office for nearly
half an hour and when I finally went in I found that she wasn't
alone. The head of personnel and the Deputy Director of the
hospital were already in her office.

I was finally told to go in and, since there were no empty
chairs, I stood in front of her desk. I was nervous enough about
seeing my supervisor, but looking at the faces of the people
around me I knew I had a problem.

My supervisor, Mrs. Warren, looked up at me sternly and, after I
asked what it was she wanted she said, "Do you know about the
dirty movies that are circulating around town, and now around
this hospital?"

I had been warned by one of the nicer patrolmen who had helped me
through my ordeal when he found out that they were circulating. 

"Yes ma'am, I have heard that some of them were stolen from the
police evidence locker and they have been copied."

"Well, I am afraid that those movies are becoming a problem. The
Board of Directors is upset that one of the staff nurses is a
porn star."

"PORN STAR!" I exploded. "I was raped! Those movies are all the
proof anyone needs to know I was raped. Not only that, but when
those movies were made I was between the ages of ten and
fourteen. They are kiddy porn! Now you are blaming me, the
victim?! Is that what this is all about?"

She just glowered at me. At least the other two people in the
room had the good grace to look uncomfortable.

She didn't answer for a minute. She glanced at the other two
people in the room for a second and then said, "I'm sorry, but
the board feels that they can't keep a person with your
background and your growing bad reputation on staff. It is not
good for our image. I have been ordered to terminate your
employment immediately. Clean out your locker and turn in your
badge. I have some papers here you need to sign. I also have a
check for your wages and a generous severance payment as well."

I looked over the papers she had for my signature. I was having
trouble concentrating. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure
that they must hear it. It just wasn't fair. I shouldn't lose my
job for being a victim! I worked so damned hard to become a nurse
and to become good at it.

I noticed that those places on the forms that should have listed
the cause for my termination were blank. When I asked about that
she said that they thought they were doing me a favor by not
listing the reasons. I wanted to jump over her desk and beat that
smug look off of her face.

I was stupid enough to sign the forms. I should have refused. I
should have walked out and gotten a lawyer. Unfortunately, blonde
seems to be a permanent condition with me.

I picked up my check and I was told that I would be mailed my
copies of the forms. God I was stupid!!

I was dismissed and when I left the office there was a security
officer who escorted me to my locker and took my badge and
escorted me to the employee's entrance. I felt like a criminal. 

I stopped by the bank on the way home and deposited my "generous"
severance pay, all of $1,800. That wouldn't last long.

As soon as I got home I went to the computer and started filling
out resumes. I used a Nursing Association reference to get the
addresses of fifty hospitals. I wasn't really worried yet. I had
only worked at one hospital, but from what I had heard, most
hospitals were always looking for good nurses. 

I mailed out the fifty resumes in the morning. Then I went
personally to the other three hospitals in the area and submitted
applications. I also contacted a professional placement service
and filled out an application there.

It wasn't long before I started getting rejections back from
everyone. I soon learned that the reason for my termination had
been filled in on those forms I signed. I had been fired for
"Moral Turpitude", and I had signed the papers, thereby, more or
less admitting it.

Suddenly I became desperate. I had been sure that finding a new
position would be relatively simple. I had even looked forward to
getting away from Mrs. Warren!

I started making phone calls to some of the professional nursing
organizations and trying to straighten out my records. I spoke to
a lawyer, who offered to take my case, for a sum up front which I
could not provide. 

By the end of the month I was getting desperate.

One afternoon I was looking through the want ads, looking for any
kind of a job at all when the phone rang. I picked it up
instantly, praying that it was someone that wanted to hire me. It
was my mother.

I broke down and cried, and I told her what had happened. She
listened quietly while I related my tale of woe, then she said
quietly, "You know Dani, you can always come back and stay with
me."

I was silent for a long time and she said, "Dani, are you still
there?"

I finally had to ask the question I had avoided since we started
talking again. "What about your sex life? Are you still, well,
you know?"

Now it was her turn to pause. "I wasn't. Not since Pug died. But
I saw Kevin recently. You remember him? He is married now, but he
told me that he had heard about what happened to Pug. He has been
over a couple of times. And do you remember the four men that
worked for Pug, the four men that came to your room after nine PM
all of those nights? They have started coming over at Kevin's
insistence.

I said, "I appreciate your offer mom, but I can't bring Mel into
that environment. I can't go back into that environment. It isn't
safe."

Mom said, "It's up to you dear, you know where I live."

We talked a little longer and then I hung up. I sat back and
tried desperately to think of some solution. Things were about to
get harder. School was about to let out for the summer and I
could no longer afford daycare or a sitter.

At the end of the month I had just enough money to get us through
one more month, if we were very careful.  

Mel was a smart kid. She knew I was getting desperate and one day
she asked why we didn't go stay with her grandmother. I struggled
to explain to a little girl who had just turned ten, "Sweetheart,
mommy is afraid to go live with grandma. Remember I told you that
a lot of bad stuff happened to me when I was your age?" 

Mel nodded and said, "Yes mommy, but that was a long time ago,
and you said that those things happened because of my grandpa and
he is gone now, right?"

"Yes baby, but there are still some men that take advantage of
your grandma, and if we went there they would take advantage of
me, and I would try to protect you, but I know that I couldn't.
You would end up having to suffer just like I did. I promised
myself I would never let that happen to you, baby."

"You mean stuff like what grandpa did to you when I got home from
school that day?" Mel asked.

It still made me shiver whenever I remembered that day. Now my
little ten year old knew more than any ten year old should know
about sex. She didn't understand it, but she had seen me on my
knees, being taken, being raped by her grandfather. She was
starting to be more aware of her sexuality and she was noticing
more things sexual in the world around her. It was impossible to
protect her from everything. TV shows, movies, even commercials
were becoming more blatantly sexual. Magazine covers at every
checkout reeked of sex. 

I could still remember some of the things I had been made aware
of by my fellow students when I was Mel's age. I had already
learned some of the sexual basics on the playground. I knew that
this next generation was even more precocious then my generation
had been.

I finally answered Mel's question. "Yes baby, the things you saw
grandpa doing to me when you got home from school that day.  That
is the sort of thing he started doing to me when I was about a
year older than you, and not just your grandpa. He let his
friends do it and the boy next door do it. It is no way for a
little girl to have to grow up."

She thought about that for a while and asked, "Grandma is still
doing that stuff? Does she like it?"

"It's hard to explain that baby. This is all so hard to talk
about with a ten year old. You really aren't ready to learn about
these things. Some women, like your grandma, have a need to be
made to do things that they don't like, or don't want to do. They
get excited by being embarrassed and by letting men do things to
them that they shouldn't do. I'm sorry, I don't know how else to
explain it."

"I understand mommy." Mel gave me a hug and actually tried to
comfort me! "Don't worry mom, I'm not scared of that stuff."

I wasn't quite sure what she meant by that, but I was anxious to
change the subject.

Time was flying by. I had come to realize that I would not be
able to get a job in this town after what Mrs. Warren had done to
my reputation. In fact, it appeared that a nursing job anywhere
was out of the question. I had been notified that my nursing
license was being suspended pending a review of "some disturbing
charges" which had surfaced.

On the last day of my lease at the apartment I packed what I
could into boxes and loaded up the car. Luckily we didn't own
much, so we didn't have to throw away much. I went to the bank
the next day and closed out my account. I had less than $200 to
live on. Even if I found a new job today I was out of luck, and
out of money.

No hope, no prospects, and now we were homeless and living in our
car. I started working my way slowly back towards my mother's
house. Not really thinking that I would end up there, but I had
no place to go. 

I stopped in dozens of towns as I worked my way back towards my
mother's house. I looked for work in every one of them, any kind
of work. The problem is, even someone who would hire a nurse that
was fired for Moral Turpitude, won't hire someone who lives in a
twenty year old Chevy station wagon with her little girl.

The money didn't last quite all the way. I ended up having to
suck off a gas station attendant in the men's room to get enough
gas for the last leg of the trip I was trying not to make to my
mother's house.

We finally pulled into her driveway on a Saturday morning. It was
early because we had been chased out of the last rest stop where
I had tried to get a few hours sleep for the night.

I got out of the car and went around and stood with Mel for a few
minutes, staring at the door. I had been warning her for the last
two days that there was no telling what she would see when we
arrived here. I promised that as soon as possible I would get us
out of this mess. For now, though, she would see some pretty
shocking things. I promised that I would protect her virginity as
much as I could, but I knew from experience that when these men
decided that they wanted something, they took it.

My dear, sweet, wise beyond her hears daughter said, "Don't worry
mom. I'm not scared. I know more than you did when it happened to
you. I know that you will try to protect me. I know I will see
stuff I shouldn't see and do stuff I shouldn't do. I'll be strong
if you will, okay? Besides, I have an advantage. You're not like
grandma. You don't want them to do those things to me."

"No," I responded, "but I am afraid that they will."

It made me cry to think I was taking my beautiful daughter back
down into this pit. I remembered how I had felt about my mother
for surrendering me to Pug and his friends. I prayed I would
never see Mel look at me the way I had looked at my mother.

I held Mel's hand and went up to the door and rang the bell.

When the door opened it was like I had stepped out of a time
machine. My mother looked just exactly like she had when I left
then years ago! She was tall and straight and pretty. Her breasts
were firm and pointed out, not down. Her skin looked smooth and
soft. I could tell all this because, of course, she was naked.

She didn't recognize me at first. I had never actually told her
that I was coming. She looked at me and Mel questioningly and
then I saw the recognition in her eyes. She stepped outside and
hugged me, obviously excited. I held her close, not speaking. I
was nervous because she smelled of sex. I suspected that things
were going to be starting soon. 

My mom stepped back, standing naked, but totally unconcerned on
the front porch, and then bent down to be on a level with Melody.
"Are you my beautiful granddaughter?" she asked. There was a tone
almost of reverence in her voice.

Mel blushed and said, "Hello grandma." I watched as my daughter
tried not to stare at my naked mother, and tried to hide her
embarrassment. She was being very brave and I was feeling so very
guilty.

"Can we come in mom?" I asked. 

She looked at me and Mel and said, "You are always welcome here,
but the rules still apply."

I felt so helpless. I could feel the blood draining from my face
as I suddenly remembered the rules. 

"Not Mel, mom, please, not yet!" I pleaded.

Mel looked up at me and said, "What rules, mom?"

My mother looked down at Mel and smiled sweetly and said, "In
this house we have rules that are different than the rules in
most houses, Melody. In this house girls never wear clothes. They
never hide their bodies from view, and they do anything that they
are told by boys and men. If they disobey they get punished."

Mel looked at me and asked, "Did you have those rules mom?"

I nodded.

"If you did it I can do it I guess."

My mother started to let us in but I stopped her. "Wait mom, just
one thing. She just turned ten. She keeps her virginity."

Mom looked at me and shrugged and said, "For a while, maybe. It
isn't up to me. You know that."

I asked, "You were vague on the phone. You have men coming by to
use you, but is there any one man in charge? Does someone own you
right now?"

"Kevin," she replied. "He hasn't used me much, but he has taken
over."

I looked over my shoulder at my white-trash-mobile, loaded down
with all of my personal belongings and I thought of what I had to
do to get enough gas to get here and what I was doing to my
daughter. I sat down on the front steps and sobbed. I didn't know
what to do.

My baby girl put her arm around my neck and kissed my cheek and
said, "It's alright mom. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta
do. That's what you always say, right?"

I hugged my daughter and said, "Oh baby, you have no idea what it
is like on the other side of that door."

Then I stood up and took Mel's hand and we walked inside. The
place looked different. But of course it had been ten years.
There was new furniture and carpets and drapes. The walls had
been painted. It looked pretty nice. 

Mom led us back to what had been my room. I noticed that there
was still no door on either the bathroom or my bedroom.

Mom led us into my room, which was unchanged from the day I left.
There was even that bench they had used to take my ass for the
first time, sitting innocently right up against the wall.

Mom said, "For now we will have to put up a cot in here for
Melody, until we figure something else out."

I put my purse down and asked if I could unload my car in the
garage for now, until I could figure out where to put
everything.

Mom nodded and Mel and I went out and separated some things we
would need for the near future and stacked everything else out of
the way in the garage.

Then we went inside and went to our room and undressed. I told
mom that I had been up all night and I needed a couple of hours
rest. She said that was fine. She took Mel out to the living room
and I lay down and slept for hours.

I finally woke up at supper time. I guess the smell of home
cooked food woke me up. I went to the bathroom and washed my face
and brushed my teeth and then went to the kitchen to see if I
could help with supper.

Mel was setting the table and mom had supper under control so I
leaned up against the wall and watched. When she was finished Mel
came over and stood in front of me and leaned back. It felt funny
to be with her like this, nude, and to see her like this. She had
no breasts yet, just puffy, swollen nipples. I thought back to
how fast my breasts had grown once I was included in Pug's games
and started getting a steady diet of cum. I wondered if it would
have the same effect on Mel.

I asked mom if anyone knew I was here and she shook her head. "I
figured they would find out soon enough. You looked like you
could use a little rest before it starts."

I complimented her on her youthful appearance. She smiled and
said, "Pug is mostly responsible. He made me keep in shape and I
certainly had enough cream sprayed on my skin over the years. He
also met a plastic surgeon out at that barn in the country who
gave him a discount on a face lift. He wanted to get my boobs
done too but, fortunately, the doctor talked him out of it. I
don't want them any bigger. If they start pointing south, then
maybe I'll think about having something done to them.

After we finished eating and cleaning up we sat in the living
room for a while. I asked mom if she was expecting anyone
tonight. She wasn't sure, but she wouldn't be surprised if Ray
came by. He had come by earlier this morning, but had to go to
work for a while. He had said that he would try to come back
after dinner.

Ray had been one of my father's four employees, Ray, Ted, Floyd
and Jack.

I asked her what had become of Pug's business. 

She said, "I have been thinking of selling it. It is a money
making business in a prime location, right on the docks. I have
been receiving some pretty attractive offers. Since Pug died,"
mom paused here and looked at me, "the lawyers put Ray in charge
of running it. He seems to be doing a good job. He always was the
one with the most brains of the five of them. Pug had the drive
and the strength, but Ray had the smarts."

"You have only seen Kevin once since Pug......, well, since that
night?" I asked.

"I saw him once in public," mom replied. "He has been here twice,
once alone and once with his wife."

"What is he like now?" I asked. "He was rapidly turning into a
smaller version of Pug before he.......god! I can't even say out
loud what he wanted to do!"

Mom smiled. "He is all grown up now," she said. "He is big and
strong and pretty good looking. His cock never caught up with
Pug's, but it is respectable now."

"What did you mean when you said he was in charge?" I asked.

"When he came over the first time he asked me a lot of questions.
He found out I was being left a lone. He fucked me good. He had
finally developed a little staying power. Remember that first
blowjob?" Mom chuckled as she thought back to it. I remembered it
vividly. It was the first time I had undressed in front of man,
or boy. It was the first time I had sucked a cock. It had been
horrible.

"Anyway," she continued, "after he left he called Ray and started
arranging for the four of them to take turns coming over after
work. He also scheduled a party for the five of them and me. That
was last weekend He has informed me that I will be hosting a
poker game next Saturday night."

Just then the door opened and Ray walked in. Melody was startled,
but then, so was Ray.

"I'll be a son of a bitch! Dani! Is that you?" Ray obviously
couldn't believe his eyes. He had expected to come in and find my
mother waiting for him to drop in. Instead there were two naked
women and a naked ten year old. 

He closed the door and undressed quickly, tossing his clothes
onto a nearby chair. He came over and sat down beside mom on the
couch. He ordered me to stand up and he looked me over. 

"You sure did grow up right! You're as beautiful as your mother!
Who is that young lady over there?" he asked, indicating my
daughter.

I waived Mel over and introduced her to Ray.

"How old are you sweetheart?" he asked.

"I am ten sir," she replied. Mom had told her all the rules while
I was sleeping.

Ray put his finger in Mel's mouth and made her suck it, and then
he pulled it out and pushed it gently into her tiny little pussy.
I watched nervously, but he stopped when he encountered her
hymen. 

He looked up at me and said, "You know Kevin is going to take
care of that soon enough."

"I wouldn't be here if I had any other choices," I said.

"Well, since you are here, how about you show your little baby
how to suck a cock. You remember how, don't you?"

He pulled Mel up on the couch beside him and played with one of
her nipples while I knelt between his legs. "It has been ten
years," I said, "with one recent exception. It will take me a
while to get good again I expect." 

I didn't mention that Pug had managed to cram a whole lot of cock
into that twenty-four hour period before I killed him.

"I'm in no hurry, go ahead and get yourself some practice."

I looked at him, with one hand on my daughter's puffy little
nipple and one hand on my mother's breast, and I tried to
remember everything I was supposed to do. It had been a long time
since I had been a sex slave.

I saw Mel watching me closely and I remembered that first time,
when I was her age and I watched my mother suck Kevin's cock for
the first time. How disgusted I was. She seemed to be made of
stronger stuff than I was. I certainly hoped so.

I started licking and kissing Ray's throbbing cock. It looked
like he had missed me. I licked his cock and his balls, taking
them into my mouth and bathing them gently before finally taking
his cock into my mouth and working at getting it into my throat.


It had been ten years, then one twenty-four hour period with Pug,
then months to forget about it again. It was just like I had
never done it before. Luckily Ray was not hung like Pug. He was
above average, but not that thick slab of sausage that Pug had
tortured me with. 

Ray let me do it on my own and, with a great deal of effort I
finally took it into my throat. Once that barrier is broken it
gets easier and I started working his cock almost like the good
old days. I heard him say something to Mel, but I hadn't been
paying attention. Not until I saw him pull her hand down and put
it on his balls. He instructed her on how he liked to be lightly
caressed while he was getting a good blowjob from some cunt.

The expression on her face was about half curiosity and half
disgust. She did what she was told though.

Apparently she had the magic touch because soon after she started
playing with his balls I saw him tense up and felt cum start
shooting into my mouth. He ordered me to hold his cum in my
mouth. So I pulled my mouth back to the tip of his cock and
finished him off with my hand.

I had been pretty distracted during all of this, but I happened
to glance up at my mother and saw pleasure and lust and
happiness. She was definitely one sick bitch.

Ray took his arms from around my mother and my daughter and he
pushed mom to her knees. He ordered my mom and me to kiss, and
share the love. That was his word for it, not mine. 

I kissed my mother and pushed the load of cum out of my mouth and
into hers. She sucked it out of my mouth greedily. She really
seemed to want it! 

I sat up then and Ray ordered me to kiss my daughter next. I
looked up at Ray and said, "Sir, we just got here. My daughter
has never experienced any of this. I would really rather that she
be left out of it, at least at first."

Ray smiled at me and said, "You stupid cunt. If you didn't want
her to be our toy you shouldn't have brought her into this house
and you know it. I won't pop her cherry, but not because she is
young or because she is new. I won't pop her cherry because I
suppose it belongs to Kevin. You are stupid if you don't realize
that her youth and her innocence are her biggest attractions. I
can't wait for Kevin to pop her cherry so that I can tap that
little pussy. Now give her a nice kiss and let her get a taste of
cum. A little later I'll see if she can get some directly from
the source."

I looked at Mel, she had been following the conversation and, I
think she had understood most of it. I held my arms out to her
and she sat up and I hugged her and kissed her. She jumped when I
opened my mouth and gently probed her mouth with my tongue. After
a moment she started to follow my lead and I felt her little
tongue pressing against my lips and I let her explore my mouth a
little. I still had the strong taste of cum in my mouth, but I
don't know if there was any left there for her to taste.

After a few minutes of kissing I broke it off and sat up. I
smiled at Mel and caressed her pretty face. She smiled back, like
she was trying to reassure me.

Ray picked Mel up and sat her on his lap. His hand burrowed into
her crotch and she sat there, tense, but not resisting as his
hand toyed with her tiny vagina. He held her close and looked me
in the face and asked me, "Dani, do you remember who was the
first one to put a cock down your throat?"

I hadn't, not until he asked. Then I remembered that first party
at Ted's house. I was more or less thrown to the wolves, but with
limits. They couldn't fuck me. We had entered Ted's house and my
mother had taken off the little slip I had been wearing as a
dress. Then the four of them had surrounded me while Pug recorded
the whole thing with his video camera. They had begun grabbing at
my body, groping and squeezing. My breasts, I recalled, were
already an A cup. I was only eleven, a year older than Mel is
now. I was a year older and still far too young for what they had
done to me.

I looked up at Ray and suddenly I remembered that night, and who
had been first. Ray had forced me to my knees and I had struggled
to suck the cock he had forced into my mouth. He let me struggle,
for a few minutes. Then he grabbed my head and started fucking my
mouth, forcing more and more of his weapon into my mouth and
finally forcing it into my throat. There could be no question
that to me it had been a weapon. In fact, there was only one time
in my life, and only one person with whom I had sex, that didn't
treat me as though their cocks were a weapon to be used on me. 

That was Todd, my only real boyfriend when I was a little girl.
Actually, he was my only real boyfriend ever.

"Sir," I said, looking up at Ray, "Mel just turned ten. She is a
year younger than I was that night. She is too young. She isn't
ready yet."

"Maybe," he said. "We'll see."

Ray ordered me to lie on my back with my head on the floor
between his feet. As soon as I complied he put Mel down and
ordered her to stand straddling my face and then kneel down. I
watched her small naked slit as Ray guided her down and it was
lowered down onto my face. I could see Ray looking down, enjoying
my obvious agony at what both of us were about to be forced to
do.

When Mel's pussy touched my lips Ray said, "Okay cunt, you know
what I want to see."

I started kissing and licking Mel's pussy. I heard her gasp when
I touched her and I remembered the first time I had felt a tongue
on my pussy. I couldn't help thinking that if it were eight years
from now and it was some nice boy doing this to her I might be
happy for her.

After I started licking Mel, Ray pulled her mouth down into his
crotch and made her start licking his cock and then his balls. I
could look up and see her little face, and her tongue timidly
exploring Ray's genitals. Instead, I closed my eyes and did what
was required of me, trying not to think about what I had done to
my daughter, and to myself for that matter.

After a few minutes I heard Ray instructing Mel on how to suck a
cock. As she began to try to follow his instructions I could hear
her when she choked or gagged when he pulled her head down too
far.

He turned to my mother and said, "When is Kevin coming over?"

Mom said, "I don't know sir. I haven't heard from him today."

"You haven't called him? He doesn't know that they're here?" Ray
asked incredulously.

"No sir. They had a hard trip and they needed to rest up," mom
said.

"You better call Kevin, now." Ray said.

"Yes sir." Mom had no guts. She got up and walked over to the
phone and called Kevin.

I could tell that Melody's face was being moved up and down Ray's
cock in a steady rhythm. At least it appeared that he was not
trying to force himself into her throat. I knew that it wouldn't
be long though.

Ray told Mel that he was almost ready to cum again. He said that
he was going to cum in her mouth and she had best not spill a
drop or she would be punished.

I didn't want to see this, but I couldn't help it. I opened my
eyes and watched her cheeks bulging out rhythmically as he forced
his cock in and out of her small mouth. Her little hand looked so
small moving rapidly up and down on his cock while she sucked. I
guess I should be grateful that Pug wasn't here. It would have
been much worse if it was his big fat cock.

I heard Mel gag and choke as her mouth filled with cum. She tried
to pull away but Ray was holding her tight. I saw cum overflowing
her little mouth and running down her face and Ray's cock.

He finally held her still and I saw him relax back onto his seat.
He pulled Melody off of his cock and she gagged again as she
tried to swallow his cum. After she managed to get it down Ray
scooped it up off of her chin and around her lips and fed it to
her. Then he made her lick it off of his cock. 

"Not a very good job Mel. But it was your first time, so I'll cut
you some slack." That Ray, what a prince of a guy! Mel sat back
up and I could see her face for a moment. Her eyes were full of
tears and her mouth was sticky with cum. She was breathing hard
and she looked like she had just lost a fight.

I saw my mother come back and sit down beside Ray and she said,
"Kevin will be here in a few minutes."

The last time I had seen him, Kevin had been sixteen. I had been
fourteen and pregnant. He had been cold to me ever since Pug made
me call him and tell him he couldn't come over here anymore. That
had been more than fine with me. I didn't like what Pug had
turned him into. I imagined that, if anything, he was probably
worse now.

Ray pulled Mel to her feet and I saw him explore her pussy,
gently, with his finger. He moved it in and out and them pulled
it out and looked at it. 

"Juicing up pretty good for a ten year old, ain't she Gina?" he
asked my mother.

"Yes sir," my mom answered. Then she sucked his finger clean when
he stuck it in her mouth.

I sat up and pulled Mel down into my lap. "Baby, are you
alright?" I asked.

She tried to smile, but didn't quite pull it off. 

"I'm sorry baby. I guess I did the wrong thing bringing you back
here. I don't know where else to go."

Mel's voice was raspy. I guess Ray had tried to force his cock
into her throat after all. She said, "I know mom. It's alright. I
know it isn't your fault."

"No," I thought. "It isn't my fault. It is Pug's fault. The
bastard is even screwing me from the fucking grave."

I heard the door open and a young man walked in. I knew it was
Kevin, but I would not have recognized him. Well, maybe I would
have, he still had that smug, arrogant look on his face when he
looked down at Mel and me sitting on the floor.

"Stand up, cunt. Let me take a look at you," Kevin said. I could
tell from the sound of his voice that he still resented me, as if
I were at fault when Pug cut him off. 

I stood up and held Mel by the hand. 

Kevin looked us over, not touching yet, just looking. He walked
around behind us and then moved back in front. 

"You always were a hottie, Dani. You certainly grew up well. And
look at this little beauty. She certainly isn't sprouting out
like her mother did!"

"Sir, she only just turned ten. She is small for her age. Even
Pug waited until I was almost twelve before he..........before he
fucked me."

"Wasn't it nice of you to pay him back for being so considerate
by killing him? That's what I heard, is that right?" Kevin
asked.

I looked him right in the eye and I said, with just a touch of
warning in my voice, "I killed him because I found him standing
over my daughter as she slept in her bed, sir. I am here now
because I have no choice. I understand that as a result of my
coming here I have put my daughter and myself at risk. Yes, I
know that makes me a bad mother. I still have my limits."

"What limits do you think you have, Dani?" Kevin asked.

"I told my mother I didn't want her to lose her virginity. I
don't want her harmed. I understand that even with those limits
she will be abused and traumatized. But I have to do what I can
do, and deal with the rest as it happens."

Kevin reached up and pinched my nipple and used it to pull me to
a chair. He sat down and pulled me over his lap. He gently ran
his hand over my ass and said, "I always felt cheated when Pug
told me I couldn't fuck your little ass any more. I thought it
was unfair that he turned me into a pervert and then got upset
with me for doing something perverse. 

I blamed you, because you made the phone call. I know, unfair. I
don't give a fuck. That isn't why I am going to spank your sweet
ass though. I am going to spank you for talking to me in the tone
of voice you just used, and for making a threat, and for telling
me what I cannot do with my property."

Then he leaned back and smacked my ass with all of his might,
over and over. I was screaming in pain and Mel was crying
hysterically. He beat me savagely. Then he tossed me to the floor
and stood up and undressed. 

I noticed that his cock was now about average. It looked to be
about six inches and perhaps a little more than an inch in
diameter. He pulled me onto my hands and knees and forced it into
my ass with no lubrication at all. I screamed in pain and tried
to crawl away, but he held me tight and forced his cock into me,
inch after inch. 

When he had totally impaled me he held my sore, red ass pressed
tight to his body for a moment, and then he started fucking into
me with slow, brutal, painful strokes. With every stroke he said
one word,
"Don't..........you.........ever........talk......to.......me....
....in.......that......tone...of.......voice.......again......you
.......fucking........cunt!........Do........you......understand.
......me?"

I whimpered and sobbed in pain. It was all I could do to muster
enough breath to say, "Yes sir."

As soon as I answered him, he started beating my ass cheeks again
while he fucked me, faster and faster until he came in my ass. He
stayed inside of me until he was soft and then he sat back on his
heels. I stayed where I was, crying, fearing to move, certain
that I was bleeding. He must surely have torn my rectum with that
horrible rape. 

My pity party was interrupted by another hard slap on the ass.

"I'm waiting bitch!" Kevin said.

Oh shit! I forgot!

I wheeled around, groaning in pain as I moved. I looked down at
Kevin's soft, slimy cock and was relieved when I could see no
signs of blood. I bent down and took his cock into my mouth and
sucked him clean.

He was finally satisfied and then he pushed me away roughly. He
finally got around to Mel. She stood several feet away with tears
in her eyes and a look of terror on her face.

Kevin reached out and took her hand and pulled her close. She
looked at me. I could see that she wanted me to save her from
Kevin. I wanted desperately to take back this horrible mistake.
We never should have come here.

Kevin nudged me with his foot and ordered me to sit on the couch.
I struggled up and I knew that my butt was a mess. I turned back
to Kevin and told him I had to clean myself up before I could sit
down. He told me to go get a towel and sit on that. Before I
turned away I saw him pull Mel onto his lap and kiss her
roughly.

I rushed to the linen closet and grabbed a towel and hurried
back, fearful of what Kevin was doing to my daughter in my
absence. I spread the towel out on the cushion and sat down. 

Kevin was still kissing Mel, and exploring her pussy with two
fingers now. Mel wasn't fighting him, but she was moaning in pain
as he mistreated her. He finally broke the kiss and put her on
her knees between his legs and made her suck on his cock, which
was already hard again. 

Ray had been enjoying the show, it seems. He had my mother bent
over the coffee table and he was fucking her from behind, slowly.
He was stroking in and out of my mother, but he was concentrating
on Kevin and my daughter. Both of them were.

I watched as Mel took as much of Kevin's cock into her mouth as
she was able to. But this was just foreplay for him. After a few
minutes he stood up and pulled my baby over and put her in my
lap, with her legs outside of my own. Then he forced my legs open
and bent down and licked Mel's pussy for a few minutes. When she
was wet with his saliva, Kevin dropped to his knees and started
rubbing his cock against the tiny slit between her legs. 

I pleaded with him not to do it. I promised him that I would do
anything he wanted if he would just wait until she was a little
older. His response was, "You stupid cunt. You will do anything I
tell you to do anyway. You knew this was going to happen when you
drove all the way across the country to bring her to me. Now,
reach around here and line my dick up for me."

I was crying loudly, but I was quickly slipping back into slave
mode. I reached around and put my fingers around his cock and
lined it up with my ten year old daughter's virgin slit. 

"Yeah, that feels good already!" he said, smiling evilly. "Now,
use both hands to spread her open."

I placed my hands beside her little sex organ and pulled gently,
spreading the lips open. 

I could see the head of Kevin's cock nestling into the little
crease and I couldn't believe that his cock would be able to
enter her without causing her harm. I heard him ask Ray if he was
ready and I looked up to see that Ray, with his cock still buried
in my mother, was filming Kevin as he prepared to rape my
daughter.

I heard Mel's sudden intake of breath as Kevin slowly pushed the
head of his cock into her. He held it there and looked at her
face, and then mine. He was enjoying the torment he was causing
both of us at least as much as he was enjoying the sex, probably
more.

He pushed again and another inch of cock speared into my
daughter. She gasped again and said, "Oh mommy, it hurts," in her
pitiful, little girl's voice. It broke my heart that I was a part
of this. 

I watched as Kevin started working his cock in and out in
fractions of inches, slowly going deeper until he had reached the
barrier of her hymen. Mel was panting in fear and pain now. But
the worst was yet to come. 

Kevin pulled back and then drove forward forcefully, burying his
cock all the way in my little girl's pussy. She screamed when he
tore through her hymen. She screamed and Kevin yelled, "YES! Fuck
that feels great!! Wait until you feel this tight pussy Ray. I
have never felt anything like it in my life!"

I was crying worse than Mel now. She was still panting in pain
and tossing her head back and forth. Fortunately, I suppose, even
though Kevin had come in my ass only minutes earlier, he was
unable to last as the tight walls of my daughter's immature
vagina pulled at his cock and in minutes he was blasting her
insides with a load of cum. 

He finally pulled out and I saw the blood and cum coating his
cock. He pulled Mel off of my lap and pulled me to my knees and
made me suck him clean. I took his slimy, bloody cock into my
mouth and sucked until he pushed me away. Then, as ordered, I
knelt in front of Mel and licked and sucked her pussy clean. 

When she was clean I pulled her to me and hugged her and we cried
together and I begged her to forgive me. We both quieted down
after a while. I sat back down on the floor and pulled Mel into
my lap and cuddled her and said, "I love you baby, mommy is so
sorry. Please forgive me." I didn't expect her to say anything.

But she surprised me. She kissed my cheek and said, "It's okay
mommy, I know it isn't your fault. We had no place else to go.
You told me what would happen, and it is happening. The hurt will
go away soon, right?"

Her vagina might stop hurting soon. The pain in my heart would
never go away, nor would the self loathing.

I was distracted by Ray, finally reaching orgasm in my mother. He
rested for a moment and then pulled out of her. She immediately
turned around and cleaned him. 

Kevin had gone to the bathroom and now he was getting dressed
again. He said to Ray, "Why don't we have a little party
tomorrow? We can invite Ted and Floyd and Jack over and it will
be just like old times, only better."

Ray smiled and said, "That sounds like a winner, what time?"

Kevin thought about it and said, let's make it around noon. I
like to sleep late on Sunday and I have a couple of things to do
in the morning. You want to call the others?"

Ray nodded.

Kevin said, "Why don't you make a disk of that movie you just
recorded? The others will probably enjoy watching little Melody
lose her cherry."

"Good idea," Ray said. He was dressing now too. "I'll see you
tomorrow."

The men left then. They didn't even speak to us. Just walked out
to their cars and drove away.

I shook my head in despair. I remembered those parties with Pug's
four friends when they got going and kept egging each other on. I
didn't know about the other three men, but ten years hadn't
slowed Ray down any, and Kevin was worse now than he was back
then.

I held Melody tight until I calmed down. She seemed to be in
better shape than I was. Finally I helped her to her feet and I
stood up and I led her to the bathroom for a nice hot shower. I
washed her hair and lathered up her body, just like I used to
when she was a baby. Yesterday she would have pitched a fit if I
had tried to bathe her. Now she stood, docile, not even
complaining when I inserted a finger into her vagina to rinse her
out. After I had rinsed her off she stepped out and dried off and
I washed myself off. 

I stepped out of the shower and dried off and went into my
bedroom. Mom had set up a folding cot and Mel was laying on it,
staring at the ceiling. I went in and sat on the edge of my bed
and caressed her sweet face. She smiled at me, but I could see
the tears in her eyes. 

"I guess we could still make a run for it," I said. "I could load
the car while you pack."

She looked at me and said, "A little late now I suppose. Besides,
if we had any money or someplace to go we wouldn't be here.
Nothing changed in the last hour did it?"

I tried not to cry in front of her, but I couldn't help it.
"Yes," I sobbed. "Something did change. My baby was raped and it
was my fault. After I stabbed Pug I should have killed myself."

Mel sat up, groaning with the pain as she did. "Oh no mommy!" she
exclaimed. "Listen, it wasn't even that bad. You know what a baby
I am. You always have to tell me to quit whining."

I pulled her into my lap and I held her tightly. 

"It's okay mom," she said quietly. "We will find a way out of
this."

I was supposed to be comforting her! It just wasn't fair! She was
almost the perfect kid. She was smart and beautiful. She had a
great personality. She was nice to the kids that the bullies
picked on. She did everything I asked her. She should be safe in
a happy home, protected from the sort of men I had delivered her
to. Life sucks!

I put her back in her cot and covered her up. Then I went out to
the living room. I asked mom where the alcohol was and she made
me a drink. Then we sat and looked at each other for a while. She
asked if Mel was alright.

"More or less," I said. "Weren't you watching? She just got raped
in the mouth and the vagina by two large men. She is ten years
old. How do you think she is?!"

"I'm sorry dear. I know it is hard for both of you. But you knew
what was going to happen if you came back here," mom said, as if
that relieved her of any responsibility.

"No," I said. "Actually I was hoping that with Pug gone we had a
chance. Do you know what I had to go through to get here? We
slept in the car in rest areas. I stopped in every likely place
all the way across the country to look for a job, any kind of
job. I ran out of gas a hundred miles from here and I had to suck
off a pimple faced gas station attendant to get enough gas to get
here. I just kept hoping that with Pug gone you had changed, or
his buddies had moved on with their lives. Kevin may have a
smaller dick, but there is something not right with him. He is
going to really hurt someone one of these days, probably one of
the three of us, or all three of us."

"Speaking of Kevin," I asked, "what kind of woman did he find for
a wife? She must be someone like you!"

"Not quite," mom said, with a funny look on her face. "He didn't
find her in the usual way. He bought her from her family."

She grinned at the shock on my face and went on.

"Her parents are regulars at the club. You remember the club I
suppose?"

I shuddered as I remembered my visits to that club. It had been
horrible. Endless gang rapes were the norm. Humiliation was part
of the pleasure they took when they used us. Not to mention the
stage show we had put on during our second visit when we had been
tortured for hours.

Mom continued, "Kevin found out about the club when he got older
and he joined. I think that might be why Pug stopped taking me
there after a while. Before we stopped going I saw him buy the
twelve year old girl from her parents. She had been to the club
several times, but her parents had never put her out on stage. I
heard that a few select members were able to enjoy her in
private, but that was a rumor."

"That was two years ago. She is fourteen now. I haven't seen her
in a while, but I doubt if she is having an easy time of it."

That was enough cheery chat for me. I finished my drink and went
to bed.

When I got to my room I could tell that Mel was still awake. I
pulled down the covers on my bed and pulled her out of her cot
and put her in bed with me and I held her tight until she went to
sleep. Then I drifted off too.

When I woke up in the morning it was late. I guess I was making
up for lost time in the sleep department. Mel was up and she and
mom had already eaten breakfast. I went to the bathroom and
washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then I went out to the
kitchen. 

I wasn't hungry so I turned down mom's offer to cook me
something. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down and sipped at it
and watched Mel across the table. 

"You look better," I said. "Sleep well?"

"Yes mom, I am better, and I did sleep well, and you should eat
something," Mel said, as if she were the mother.

"You know it is going to be a rough day, don't you?" I asked.

She nodded. "I have been talking to grandma. She has been telling
me a lot of the things they like to do. She has been telling me
about Kevin. I'm ready. Or at least I am as ready as I can be. At
least I had a preview last night. I guess they have already done
their worst."

"No, there are things that they have not done yet that are worse.
I know that they will do at least one of those things today.
Kevin is not going to wait."

"You mean fuck my ass?" she asked.

I spit out a mouthful of coffee when she said that. My little
girl said fuck! My little ten year old daughter said fuck!! She
said it with a straight face and didn't flinch.

"Grandma has helped me with that," she said, in a matter of fact
tone of voice that was almost comforting.

"How did grandma help you with that?" I asked. I didn't know
there was help with that!

"She put some cream up my butt and stretched me out a little with
a rubber cock," Mel said, as if that was something any good
grandmother would do for her granddaughter.

I looked at my mother and said, "Jesus mom! You've been out here
fucking my daughter while I was sleeping?!"

Mom blushed a little and said, "You know I did her a favor Dani.
You saw how Kevin took her cherry. He was not a gentle boy. He is
not a gentle man."

She was right, I suppose. I just didn't like the whole idea of
it.

I rinsed out my coffee cup and looked at the time. Less than half
an hour until the party was scheduled to start. As that thought
flickered across my mind Ray walked in. We all looked up and he
said that Kevin had called him and told him to get there a little
early and be ready. Then he got out his camera and a DVD from a
little bag he was carrying and he gave me the DVD to get set up.


While I was doing that he got undressed and got the camera ready
to go. Nobody said a word for ten minutes. We heard a car pull up
outside and in a minute Kevin came in, followed by a young girl
and a boy of about the same age. 

The look on the face of the girl broke my heart. She reminded me
of myself at her age, broken and terrified. 

Kevin made the introductions. He introduced us to his child
bride, Sera, and her twin brother Sean. Unlike Sera, her brother
Sean looked like he was looking forward to the afternoon. He
glanced around at all of the naked feminine flesh and his face
lit up like a kid at Christmas time. I suspect he shared a lot of
Kevin's personality traits, arrogance, brutality, things like
that.

Kevin came in and sat down. He called Melody over and pulled her
onto his lap. She didn't resist, but it was obvious that she was
scared. While Kevin sat and played with Mel, Kevin's wife Sera
stood quietly while her brother gleefully undressed her. Once she
was naked he tossed her dress on the floor and came over to where
I was standing. 

He looked me over for a minute and then said, "Kevin told me all
about you." While he talked he started moving his hands over my
breasts and then down to my pussy. "He told me how he used to
come over here everyday after school and make you suck him and
fuck him and eat his asshole out. He told me how he used to like
to catch you on the toilet and piss on you." He looked down at my
pubic hair and pulled on it gently and said, "I like your cunt
hair. We're going to have a lot of fun with it."

I didn't know what he was talking about, but I didn't think it
mattered. I couldn't imagine that they would be doing much of
anything that would be pleasant with, or to us today. He slid a
finger into my pussy and then two. He was very rough. It was
obvious that he was rough on purpose. It wasn't just that he was
ignorant of female anatomy. He had obviously had ample
opportunities to become familiar with that. He enjoyed hurting
people, just like Kevin did.

Everyone was watching Sean play with me and when the door opened
we were all startled. Ted, Floyd and Jack walked in together and
quickly shut the door behind them. They were apparently not
familiar with Sera and they certainly hadn't met my daughter, so
they paid little attention to my mother and me, at least at the
start. Jack and Floyd were drawn to Sera and they were treating
her the same way Sean was treating me. They examined her breasts
and her ass and her pussy and took great pleasure in how
uncomfortable they made her.

Ted on the other hand, had always been attracted to the younger
set. He was drawn to my daughter's flat chest. She was still
sitting in Kevin's lap. Kevin had his hand buried in her crotch
and she was obviously not enjoying it. Ted walked up to them and
stared at her puffy nipples for a minute and then reached out and
started running his fingers around them. He did that for several
minutes. Then he started pinching them, softly as first, then
harder.

Mel was groaning in pain and there were tears running down her
cheeks as Ted started pinching her nipples and pulling them out
away from her body, stretching them as far as he could. She never
complained. She just cried louder and louder. I watched Kevin's
face as he watched Ted. It was obvious that it was turning him
on. We were in some serious trouble.

Sean finally moved away from me and he and Jack left the room and
went down the hall. They were back in a couple of minutes and
Sean said, "Ready."

Kevin stood Mel up and then he stood up. I could see his erection
tenting his pants. It was going to be a long, unpleasant
afternoon. Kevin told everyone to wait where we were and took my
mother and pulled her out of the room. Ray followed with the
camera.

He and Ray came back in about five minutes and took his child
bride next. While we were waiting Ted was playing with Mel again
and Sean had gone back to toying with my body.

Before Ted could do much more damage to Mel, Kevin and Ray came
back in and took her away. Five minutes later they came back for
me. He pulled me down the hallway and into the spare bedroom that
was always kept locked. Now I saw why. It was a very large room.
Apparently it had been added on after the house was built. It had
high ceilings and three of the walls were rough pine boards, the
fourth was stone, with a large fireplace. But that wasn't why I
screamed when I walked into the room. It looked like, and was
furnished like, a medieval torture chamber!

Mel, my mother, and Sera were all bound to various racks and
benches and tables. When I saw them I screamed and came to a
halt. This was bad. This was very bad. I tried to pull away and
get out but Kevin had an iron grip on my wrist and he dragged me
easily into the room. 

Sean pointed to a strange table and said, "That one Kevin."

I was picked up by Kevin and Jack and my legs were fastened to
two metal poles that extended out from a small platform just
about big enough for my ass to sit on. Then it extended down to
the floor so that when my torso was strapped down I hung down
with my head two feet lower than my butt and my back was bent at
an uncomfortable angle.

I could see the others. Mel was restrained face down on the bench
that they had used when they broke in my ass all those years ago.
Her head and her pussy and her ass were all readily accessible.

Sera was face up on another bench that was like a wide, padded
sawhorse, except that it was curved upwards in the middle so that
her body was bowed in the middle with her head hanging down one
side and her pussy hanging down the other.

My mother was on a giant wooden cross, just like the ones we had
been suspended from when we were tortured at the club we were
taken to, except this cross was horizontal. Her arms and legs
were spread out as far as possible and her head hung down,
unsupported. Her pussy was easily accessible. I suppose that was
the point.

Ray had filmed everything up until now. However, once I was
strapped in he shut the camera off and set it down. I looked
around the room and started looking more closely at the items
hanging everywhere around the room. There were whips and paddles
of every possible description. There were tools I couldn't even
begin to describe. I saw a rack containing those cattle prods
that had been used on us at the club. I saw a lot of things that
looked evil, but I had no idea what they were.

Then I noticed something else. There were a dozen cameras in the
ceiling and at strategic areas around the walls. Everything was
still being filmed!

By the time I finished my inventory all of the men had finished
undressing. Ted and Kevin went to Mel immediately. Ted waited for
Kevin to force his cock into her mouth. As soon as his cock was
wet Kevin moved behind her and with only her spit for
lubrication, and no warm up at all, he started forcing his cock
into her ass. 

She screamed in pain and Ted stood by her head, holding her head
up and keeping her face turned so that Kevin could see her
suffering. He fucked her brutally and I was grateful then for
what my mother had done for her earlier, although it obviously
hadn't been enough.

I saw Floyd and Jack moving over to the bench where Sera was
bound. They teased her body roughly, then they went to either
side of the bench and started fucking her face and her pussy,
again, brutally. That seemed to be the most important thing to
all of these men. Everything had to be rough, painful, degrading.
The more their victim struggled and screamed and cried the
happier they were.

Ray went over to my mother and started fucking her. She didn't
realize that he had one of the cattle prods behind his back. Her
head hung down and shortly after he started fucking her, Ray
lifted the cattle prod and placed it lightly under one breast and
pushed the button. I heard that electric buzzing and suddenly my
mother screamed at the top of her lungs. 

I wondered how long all of this stuff had been here. I had never
seen Pug come in this room. I thought it was just storage. They
must have converted it after I ran away. That was as far as I got
before I was distracted.

Sean walked up to me. I was hanging down and to me he was upside
down. But I was hanging down at a slight angle and it wasn't too
bad, yet. 

I looked at Sean and his cock was inches from my face. I was at
least grateful that I could see both of his hands and he wasn't
holding a cattle prod.

He took a step and I didn't even think of resisting as he forced
his cock into my mouth and straight down my throat. He was rough,
of course, but it wasn't too bad. His cock was pretty nice for a
fourteen year old, but still, he was no Pug. 

Once his cock was buried in my throat he rested his weight on me
and started fucking my mouth. As he fucked he opened a drawer
that I hadn't seen. It was under my seat. The next thing I knew I
was screaming around his cock in reaction to the sudden, sharp
pain in my pubic area, then another and another. It took me a few
moments to realize that he was pulling out my pubic hair with a
pair of pliers. 

I have never had a lot of pubic hair. What hair I have is very
fine, blonde, and widely spaced. Not like the thick bush my
mother had before they made her shave it off. I now realized that
I wasn't going to have it long. Sean was pulling it out three or
four or five hairs at a time and enjoying my screams around his
pistoning cock.

His staying power was remarkable for a young boy. That might
explain Sera's haggard appearance when she arrived. It had been
obvious that he knew his way around his sister's body.

I couldn't see what was happening around me while he was fucking
my face. I could hear the others screaming from time to time, but
my whole world was revolving around Sean's cock in my mouth and
the pliers he was wielding in my crotch. It felt like my pussy
was on fire. 

Sean finally came after what seemed like a very long time. Of
course time spent with these monsters is always hard to judge. I
was being tortured, it was impossible to judge time under those
circumstances. 

I had thought that once he had an orgasm he might stop, or at
least pause for a rest. He did neither. He held his soft cock in
my mouth and leaned down over my body and slowly and methodically
and brutally removed all of my pubic hair. It took most of the
afternoon. Every once in a while he would get hard again and
start fucking my mouth again. But he never stopped yanking out my
pubic hair.

He shot his cum in my mouth for the fourth time right after he
finished with my pussy. Finally he stepped away and I breathed
deeply for the first time in hours. I was crying loudly and I
couldn't see for the tears. I tried to see if Mel was alright,
but I could only see a blur with two other blurs moving around
it. It appeared that Mel was now being fucked by two men. I
couldn't even see who at the moment.

Sean moved beside me and put the pliers back in their drawer.
Then he moved a lever and I was tilted up into a horizontal
position so that my head and torso were now level with the floor.


My eyes finally cleared enough so that I could see. I looked over
at Mel and I saw that Ted was fucking her pussy, probably not for
the first time, and Jack was fucking her face.

Floyd was with Ray and they were fucking Sera. Every few minutes
they would switch places, trading orifices. I don't know how long
we had been in here but Sean had cum in my mouth four times with
long rest periods in between. So I assumed that most of the men
would be spent by now. I was dismayed that the four of them were
still going strong. 

Kevin was standing in front of mom, but at first I couldn't see
what he was doing. Then my vision cleared a little more and I saw
that Kevin had attached large clamps to my mother's nipples and
they were attached to cables and drawn up toward the ceiling. It
looked like one more little tug would be enough to rip her
nipples off. I recognized those sharp toothed clamps from the
club. They had made my nipples bleed. Now I could see the blood
running down her breasts and then down her chest. I could also
see what Kevin was doing. He was sticking large skewers into her
breasts. Many of them went all of the way through. It made me
want to throw up to look at it. Mom wasn't screaming anymore
though. I couldn't see her face. Her head hung straight down and
was still. I would be surprised if she were still conscious.

I was suddenly refocused on my own situation when Sean grabbed my
hair and twisted my head to face him. I screamed in pain and
looked up at him. He was smiling at me and said, "Hey Dani, you
should see your cunt now. It's just as smooth as a baby's. I bet
Ted will even want to fuck you now. If he can stop fucking your
baby girl long enough. You've had a hard afternoon girl. I bet
you're thirsty, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, please," I whispered. My throat was so sore from
screaming that I couldn't talk. "Please let me have some water."

Sean smiled and said, "Gee Dani, I'm sorry. I didn't bring in any
water. Don't worry. I have just what you need."

He pulled my hair a little harder and said, "I am going to give
you a drink now. You had better not spill a drop. If I see one
drop hit the floor I am going to put one of those cattle prods in
your cunt and hold the button down until the batteries go dead.

He stepped up to my face and put his cock in my mouth. He
released my hair and put his hands on his hips and smiled down at
me. I knew what he was going to do, but I didn't know how on
earth I could do what he wanted. I had to admit though; I was
much more terrified of the cattle prod than I was a mouthful of
urine.

It took him a few moments to start. I saw him straining to
release his stream and then I felt a few tentative drips into my
mouth. I prayed for the strength to do this as the drips became a
strong stream filling my mouth and making me ill as I fought to
keep up with his rapidly emptying bladder. I suppose terror is a
good motivator. I managed to swallow his entire stream. He held
his soft cock in my mouth, making sure I got every drop. He
actually looked disappointed when I didn't spill any.

He walked away again and I had another chance to check on Mel.
She was still lying limply on the bench. I could see pools of cum
beneath her crotch and it looked like there was a lot of it on
her stomach and chest too. I couldn't see her face.

I heard a sharp noise, a smack of something substantial slapping
tender flesh, and I heard a loud scream. I looked around suddenly
and saw that Ray was now whipping Sera's young breasts with a
thick piece of leather. It was about eighteen inches long and an
inch wide and very thick. I was watching when the next stroke hit
and I saw the horrible damage it was doing to her breasts. The
strap drove into her flesh all the way to her rib cage, then
rebounded, leaving a bright red mark. 

That was all the time I had to look around. I saw a blur in front
of my face and I screamed in agony as Sean beat my breasts with
the same kind of strap that Ray was using on Sera. He hit me
again and I screamed again. Then once more and finally I was
lucky enough to pass out.

I don't know if he kept hitting me after I lost consciousness or
not. I think he did because my breasts were totally covered with
those bright red marks when I finally woke up again.

When consciousness returned I lay still for a few moments before
I realized that, except for an occasional quiet sob the room was
quiet. I looked around and saw that all of the men were out of
the room. Sera was the one sobbing quietly. I couldn't see Mel or
my mother's face to see if they were awake. I looked back and saw
that the door was closed. 

I called softly to Mel and she answered. "Are you alright?" I
asked.

"I think so," she answered. "Am I bleeding?"

"I don't think so honey. I don't see any blood."

"Sera," I called out. "Honey, are you alright?"

She turned her head to look at me with her glazed eyes and then
let her head fall back and continued to sob quietly.

I could see that the clamps and the skewers had been removed from
my mother's breasts. I called out to her, but she didn't answer.

I laid my head back down and waited for what ever was going to be
next.

It was a long wait. I was in agony and terrified of what was to
come. My breasts were on fire and my throat wasn't much better
off. My stomach was trying very hard to rebel, and I was still
thirsty. Urine is not the thirst quencher you might think it is.

I heard noises after what seemed like an eternity. The door was
opened and the men came back in. Only this time they weren't
alone. There were two newcomers, a very large man in his mid
fifties and a younger man who appeared to be in his thirties.
Even upside down I could see the resemblance. If I had to guess I
would guess that the two men were father and son. 

The men were laughing and joking and talking like a bunch of
school girls. When they walked in I heard the surprised
exclamations of the newcomers. Apparently they liked what they
saw. 

"Shit!" I thought, "Two more fucking cocks to drain!" I had
really hoped that this was about over. Unfortunately I wasn't
seeing the whole picture. Not until they all came into the room
did I see the two Great Danes that the newcomers were leading. I
knew right away what that meant.

I watched as one of the dogs was secured to a ring in the wall.
The other was led over to Sera. She didn't react at all. I guess
she had done this before too. The dog was led to her pussy first
and he licked it avidly. There was certainly a lot of fluid
leaking out of her.

When they were satisfied that they had gotten what they could
from her pussy they led the dog around to her face and he started
licking her face. Sera didn't move until Kevin said sharply,
"Sera, what did I teach you about showing your boyfriends
affection?"

I watched in horror as Sera opened her mouth wide and stuck out
her tongue, trying to French kiss the dog. The dog, in turn, once
it cleaned the cum from around her mouth, started forcing its
huge tongue inside her mouth. I had to fight hard not to throw up
as I watched. For some reason though, I couldn't stop watching.

The dog was led up over her another foot and licked at her
bruised breasts for a moment before he was led up until his cock
was right at her mouth. I watched in total disbelief as she
opened her mouth and took that huge dog's surprisingly small cock
into her mouth. As soon as his cock was planted in her mouth the
dog started humping furiously and his cock started growing
rapidly until it was eight inches long and very fat. It was
moving so fast that I couldn't accurately judge its diameter.

The dog only pumped his cock into her mouth for a short time and
as he did his knot kept growing rapidly. Sera managed to avoid
taking his knot into her mouth though. Once the dog had given up
on forcing his knot into Sera he stood still and his whole body
quivered. I knew what was happening. I remembered being raped by
a dog when I was a little girl. He was cumming in her throat. He
would stay there with his cock in her throat and cum for as long
as half an hour, maybe even longer. Poor Sera could only lay
there under that huge dog as he filled her stomach with dog cum.


I remembered that when I was fucked by a dog when I was a little
girl. That day we were tortured at the club. I remembered how
painful it had been. I remembered how degrading it was. I felt so
sorry for that poor girl. What she was doing, what they were
doing to her, it had to be so much worse.

When it was finally over, the dog was led away and it looked like
Sera had lost consciousness. I hoped she was alright. But then,
if you are going to have to live like this, maybe dead isn't such
a bad thing to be.

The first dog was tied up to another ring in the wall and the
second one was untied. I wondered who would be the next victim. I
saw them leading the dog towards Mel and I screamed at them. 

I begged Kevin to use me instead. I just knew that huge, violent
dog would damage my daughter. I begged and pleaded and screamed
and finally Kevin came over to me and said, "Okay, you can take
Mel's place. I am going to unfasten your straps and you are going
to get down on the floor and you are going to let him eat you out
and then you are going to suck face with him just like Sera did."


"Then you are going to put your head down and suck on his cock
for a couple of minutes, and finally you will turn around and let
him mount you. You will reach back and help him find the hole.
Are we clear on that?"

I nodded. It was making me sick to think about it, but I couldn't
let them put that dog on my little girl.

The straps holding my hands and my ankles were released and I
slid to the floor. I moved away from the table I had been secured
to and lay back and stretched my legs wide. 

They led the dog up and he instantly started lapping my pussy
with his huge tongue. I had not been fucked there today. All of
the semen had been deposited in my mouth today, so all that he
had to lick was my dry pussy. I guess the scent of a female was
enough to keep him happy, and I knew I was going to need the
moisture there soon.

I watched Kevin and when he nodded I sat up and put my arms
around the dog's neck and tried to kiss him like Sera had. He
detected the cum on my breath, I guess, and got more excited as
his tongue shot out, first lapping my face and then exploring my
mouth frantically. 

I had my eyes closed until Kevin nudged me with his foot and I
looked up. He nodded again and I backed away from the dog. The
handler had to hold him with all of his strength to keep him from
following me. I moved around to the dog's side and got up on my
hands and knees. I leaned down and there in my face, close up,
was a little pink cock. I knew that it would get much bigger as
soon as he felt my mouth on it. It was disgusting beyond belief.

I leaned down and took it into my mouth and started sucking. He
flinched when I first wrapped my lips around his cock. I guess it
felt good though because as soon as I started sucking his cock it
started growing rapidly in my mouth. As his cock grew his knot
started growing at the base and his hips started pumping as he
tried to fuck my mouth. 

I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this. The very idea
of it made me sick and I was having trouble controlling my gag
reflex. I kept sucking though. I didn't want to piss Kevin off
and have him change his mind and go back to Mel.

As soon as the dog's cock had grown to nearly full erection he
started cumming in my mouth and down my throat. I don't know how
Sera could have just let it happen like that. If it had not been
for my need to protect Mel I could not have done it. The dog's
incredibly hot cum poured out of the end of his cock and he was
trying desperately to force his knot into my mouth.

I sucked him for several minutes and then I felt Kevin kicking my
ass. I pulled my mouth off of the dog's cock and the dog's cum
continued spraying out of the end of his cock. It nearly covered
my face before I could move my head away, it dripped down onto my
chest, it was all over me and I shuddered in revulsion.

I quickly got up on my hands and knees and turned around so that
my ass was in the dog's face. He started licking me again and
then his handler pulled him up over me. He was so tall that his
chest didn't even touch my back!

His cum continued to spray out over my back and my ass as he
moved into position. I felt him start humping, trying to locate a
hole to fuck with that giant cock, but he was too tall. I finally
had to straighten my legs up and then I was able to grab his cock
and place it at the entrance to my pussy. Then he was in. I was
more grossed out the first time I suppose, but it was harder this
time because every time that huge animal thrust violently at my
pussy he shoved me across the floor. 

The men were laughing and joking and making fun of me. I could
only struggle to stay on my feet and keep my pussy where he could
reach it. Every stroke drove his cock against my cervix and the
pain was getting to be more than I could take when I finally felt
that damned knot forced into my pussy and then the animal clamped
his forelegs around my shoulders and held me as he shivered and
filled me with cum. I could feel it filling me up. It is a
strange and awful feeling. A dog's body temperature is much
higher than a man's. So it's cum is much hotter and the
difference is noticeable as it squirts into you. I felt the pool
of hot dog cum growing in my belly and all I could do was cry
quietly and wait for it to be over.

Eventually he was finished cumming and he just stood over me with
his forelegs clamped around my torso. He must have been waiting
instinctively for his sperm to do its job. It was probably ten
minutes before he tried backing out. He couldn't though, not yet.
He was tied with me, of course. Unlike my first experience with a
dog, this time I was not fastened to a bench and I was pushed and
pulled everywhere this large animal wanted to go. Eventually he
turned around and stepped over me and then we were butt to butt.
Then he dragged me backwards around the room for a few minutes
before he finally managed to pull out of me. I screamed in pain
when that huge knot pulled out, then I collapsed on the floor. 

I saw one of the newcomers tie the second dog up and then they
pulled out their cocks and went around the room sampling all of
the women. They even made me get on my hands and knees. I
wouldn't think anyone would want to fuck a woman after a dog had,
but then again, after he pulled his cock out of my pussy he just
took a few steps and shoved it down my daughter's throat. So I
guess it didn't matter to him.

They both finished up in Mel and put their cocks away and grabbed
their dogs and left. They were seen out by most of the men. Ray
and Ted stayed behind to release us. I finally struggled to my
feet and went to see to my daughter. As I was helping her I saw
my mother helping Sera. We hobbled out of the room and I took Mel
to one bathroom and mom took Sera to her bathroom. 

I had to pee urgently, and then I let the dog cum drain out of
me. Mel couldn't wait so I told her to squat over the shower
drain. I finally had a chance to look at my naked pubic mound and
I almost cried. The hair was all gone. It was red and swollen and
there were a few places where there were drops of blood still
oozing out.

My breasts were turning black and blue already and I couldn't
even touch them. It would be days before I could put a blouse
on.

I finally stood up and flushed the toilet. I went to check on Mel
and she was just sitting on the bench in the shower waiting for
me. She stepped out and I turned on the water and then we took a
long hot shower.

When we dried off and went out to the living room to make sure
that all of the men were gone. I checked the time and it was
after 7:00 PM! The rape and torture had gone on for nearly seven
hours. 

I guided Mel back to our bedroom and put her on the bed and
examined her. Her butt and her vagina were both red and swollen,
but I couldn't see any sign that she had been torn. Her little
nipples were also bruised and swollen. I sat beside her and said,
"That was too much, that was more than I expected, more than ever
before. I am sorry baby. I will kill him before I'll let him do
that again."

Mel just looked at me with a faraway look in her eyes for a
moment, and then she hugged me and started to cry. That was all
it took for me. The two of us hugged and cried for a long time.
When she finally calmed down I left her on my bed and went to the
living room.

Mom was sitting alone in a chair, just staring at a wall. I
walked past her to the kitchen and poured us both a stiff drink.
I took them back to the living room and handed one to her. She
sipped at it absently and I asked her, "Was it good for you?"

She looked up at me and I saw the agony she was in. It was
plastered all over her face. I looked at her body. There were
more than a hundred bleeding little pin holes in her tits, and
her nipples were still bleeding slowly from the deep wounds that
the clamps had left. There were little round red marks all over
her body which I assumed were from the cattle prod. There were
all sorts of miscellaneous bruises and welts and one of her lips
was cut and bleeding.

She had looked up as I spoke though, and she was sipping her
drink, so I knew she was hearing me.

"I won't go through that again," I said. "I won't let them do
that to my daughter again. I will kill them all first, every last
one of them."

Mom looked up at me for a minute and then just shrugged and went
back to staring at the wall.

I finished my drink and then went and made us both another. Then
I sat down on the couch and said, "Tell me about that room."

She didn't answer at first. Then she started talking quietly. 

"It was just storage until you ran away. About five years after
you left, Pug spent the weekend emptying the room. On Monday a
dozen men showed up to build onto the room. They took their time
because they spent all of their time having sex with me. It took
a long time, but finally it was done on the outside. Pug added
extra insulation and made it soundproof. Then he put in the wood
on the walls. The builders had done the stonework. He put in a
stone floor. Then he started building those benches and tables
and accumulating all of that torture stuff."

"Mostly it was just Pug and me and sometimes the guys. But Pug
never let it get out of hand. It was just rough sex, and that was
fine."

"After you killed Pug I locked the room up and just kind of
forgot about it. I met Kevin that day and a couple of days later
he came over and used me the way Kevin likes to use a woman and
that was fine too. Then he called Ray and they talked. Kevin
found out about the room and I guess he got all excited."

"The next time he came over I had to show him the room and he
loved it. Now there was nobody to make sure he didn't get carried
away. He had a party with the other four and I was in that room
for almost the entire weekend. There weren't any dogs, but I did
everything else in there for all five of them. Kevin really likes
those needles and sharp clamps, and that fucking cattle prod!"

"Maybe I missed it," I said sarcastically, "but I don't remember
your mentioning that mother fucking room!"

I don't believe it! She actually looked guilty for just a
second!

"When are they coming back?" I asked.

"They probably won't be back for three or four days. They usually
give me that long to recover."

I got up and gulped down the rest of my drink and went to bed. I
tried to sneak into bed but Mel was still awake. I got in beside
her and held her gently and promised her that it would never
happen again. 

I expected that we would both be crippled the next morning. We
took some Tylenol in the morning and I put a couple of
suppositories in most of our orifices and we were able to get
around some.

After breakfast I asked Mel if she would like to try to get
dressed and go down to the little park nearby and get some air.
We had been in the house for two days and I had to get away from
my mother for a while, before I strangled her. She agreed to try
and we went down the hall and put on some loose fitting clothes.


On the way out I told mom we were going to the park and we left.
She didn't even look up.

It was a pleasant Monday morning and there was almost no one
around. We made it to the bandstand and tried to relax for a
while. The old bandstand needed a coat of paint, but it still
seemed strong enough to hold a band. 

We sat together. Mel stretched out and laid her head in my lap. I
looked down at her and gently smoothed her hair and caressed her
cheek. 

I had put my head back and my eyes were closed when I heard a
noise. I looked up and saw a man had come up into the bandstand.
He spotted us and said, "Oh excuse me. I didn't know anyone was
here."

He turned around and started to leave, and then he turned back
and looked at me closely.

I looked at him to see if he was going to say anything when
suddenly I knew who it was. I yelled "Todd!" the same time that
he yelled "Dani!"

I got up suddenly and ran to him and we hugged. I didn't even
feel the pain in my boobs at first, I was that happy to see him.


I finally pulled back and introduced him to Melody. She sat up
and tried to be friendly, but she was really feeling bad.

I saw that look in his eyes. The look he always got when Pug had
worked me over real good the night before. 

"I don't get it!" he exploded. "You were gone. You were free. I
even read where you killed the bastard and I cheered for you. Now
you're back?"

I pulled him over to the bench where we had been sitting and I
told him everything that had happened since I ran away. While we
were talking I noticed that his eyes were the exact same gray
blue color as Mel's. 

I told him about how I had worked my ass off and gotten an
education and raised my daughter to be nearly perfect. I told him
what had happened when Pug showed up. Then I told him how it had
all come apart.

When I was done he pulled me close and I cried all over him, just
like the good old days. After I had calmed down and sat up he
reached over and unbuttoned my blouse and looked at my tortured
chest. He shook his head and then he nodded towards Mel and I
started crying again. I nodded and he held me again. 

When I calmed down again he said, "Now what?"

I said, "I don't know. I told my mother that that was the last
time. If they tried that again I would kill all five of them. But
I don't know what to do. If I had some place to go I wouldn't be
here. I can't get a job because of that bastard Pug. I am broke.
And god, you must be awful sick of my whining. Tell me about
you."

"After you left I was hopeless for a long time. I had it bad for
you. I understood why you left. I just wish you had tried to get
in touch with me."

"I'm sorry," I said, "I wanted to. I thought about you every day.
I still think about you all the time. You are the only guy that
was ever nice to me." I kissed him and then sat back to let him
continue.

"I finished school," he said, "but I couldn't go to college. My
grades weren't good enough for a scholarship and my parents
didn't have any money. So I went to work. I continued to live at
home and pay my folks room and board and they were fine with
that. 
I was able to save some money a little bit at a time."

"I went to work for a nice old man in a plumbing supply store. He
taught me everything he knew, and he knew everything, especially
how to make custom fittings for unusual installations. That is
pretty much of a lost art now."

"Then, about five years after I had started working for him, he
came to me and told me that he was going to have to retire and he
was going to sell the business. I panicked at first. But then I
asked him how much he was going to sell for, and it turned out
that, with a small loan and my savings I could swing it."

"The old guy, Mr. Jeffries, was happy to sell to me and even
knocked a bunch off the price. I had the loan paid off the first
year. Mr. Jeffries had always had a good reputation, and I did
the same kind of job he did. Plus he recommended me to everyone
he knew, and he knew just about everyone."

"After two years I started expanding. I had to do something. I
was making too much money. It didn't hurt that I was the only
person to go to for a lot of the custom fittings in those big
mega-bucks mansions people are moving into around this part of
the country. Now I have the largest plumbing supply store in a
five state area and I have hired well. I have trained my people
and the place almost runs itself. I go in and do paperwork and
solve an impossible problem every now and then just for the fun
of it."

"Are you married?" I asked. Surely he must be. He is the perfect
man after all.

"I was," he said with a wry grin. "I guess I got married too
soon. I wasn't over you. I'm still not over you."

I looked at him in disbelief. Surely he was just teasing me. I am
way beyond damaged goods now. 

"Oh god Todd, If only that were true, I never stopped loving you.
But look at me. I am a mess. I have a daughter. And there are
those movies. The old ones all seem to be back east now. But in
the last two days they have made more, and they are awful. You
wouldn't want to have pictures like that start showing up of your
wife."

"I was noticing your beautiful daughter. She has my eyes doesn't
she?" 

I nodded.

"I can take care of the movies, and Kevin, and the gang of four
too. Well, I can't. I have business acquaintances that specialize
in that kind of work. They can get those movies back and make
sure those five pricks don't get within a mile of you again. I
can guarantee that."

"Think about this Todd. You think you know what I, what we have
been through? Well, it was worse than that. I am really damaged
goods sweetheart."

I glanced at Mel and she was following this conversation closely.
I had told her that I had only one boyfriend in my life and I
suppose that she realized that it was Todd. I wondered if she was
wondering if Todd was her father.

"Yeah," he said with a smile. "You always were a fuck up."

I slapped at him and he didn't even bother to duck. He just
pulled me close again and kissed me and said, "I still love you.
Come away with me, today."

I was starting to get excited. He really meant it! He had always
been the man of my dreams, and now it looked like my dreams were
going to come true.

I turned to Mel and said, "Well baby, how do you feel about
running away to live with this crazy bastard." 

She smiled and said, "Can't be much worse than what we have now,
can it?"

He smiled at her and said, "Ten years old and already a smart
ass! Just like me. We may have to have a DNA test done."

Todd stood up and said, "Come on, let's go get whatever you need
for tonight. We'll tell your mother you are going with me and
that someone will come pick up the rest of your things later,
alright?"

I was so excited I couldn't talk. I didn't even care how badly my
boobs hurt, I hugged him tight and then helped Mel up and we
started to leave the bandstand. 

Then I remembered something. "Wait," I said suddenly. "There is
one more thing that your friends might be able to help with."

Todd looked at Mel and said, "Damn, she's starting to nag
already!"

Mel smiled and said, "Yeah, but she has good days too."

"Todd," I said, "do you remember Kevin?"

He got a disgusted look on his face and said, "Yeah, I remember
that asshole, oops, sorry Mel."

Mel said, "Don't be, he is."

I told Todd about Sera. I asked if he could do anything for her.

He was pretty sure that his friends could fix just about
anything.

We walked slowly back to the house and mom never said a word
while we packed up a few things and left with Todd. I left my old
Chevy wagon in the driveway and Todd drove us home in his large,
luxurious Mercedes. I felt like an imposter. Like someone would
come and check my ID and make me get the hell out of the nice
car.

As we drove Mel kept staring at Todd. He asked her what she was
looking at and she said, "It would be nice if you were my dad. I
like you. Can we really have that DNA test?"

"You know what that is?" he asked, surprised.

Mel nodded.

Todd said, "Maybe it would be better if we didn't. You and Dani
can come live with me and I can be your dad and we can love each
other and I can protect you and it won't matter what a blood test
says. Think about it for a while."

"Okay," she said, but she sounded unconvinced.

I suddenly became aware of the houses we were passing on the
street. Well, it isn't fair to call them houses. These were some
of those mansions he was talking about making custom plumbing
fixtures for. 

I turned to him and I didn't know what to say. Less than ten
years ago he got a job because he couldn't afford to go to
college. Now he lives in a mansion?!

"Um, do you live around here," I finally asked.

He smiled and turned into the driveway of what appeared to be the
largest, fanciest house around. 

"You're kidding, right?" I asked, incredulously.

He said, "Well, I might do that to you, but not to Melody. Come
on in and let me show you your new house."

He pushed a button and the garage door opened and we went in
through the five car garage. Every slot was filled with a fancy
car except for the last which had five huge motorcycles parked
side by side. 

We followed him to the door to the house and he said, "Close your
mouth and come on in." 

I can't even describe it. It was a palace! It took him more than
half an hour to show us around, and we didn't see everything. We
did see the huge pool in the back yard with the waterfall and the
hot tub. I had seen houses like this on TV. I never expected to
see the inside of one, much less live in one.

I caught his hand and pulled him close and said, "Todd, I don't
know how to say this. I don't belong in a nice place like this. I
won't know how to act. I won't know what to say to your friends
and neighbors. What if they find out about my past?"

Todd looked at Mel and said, "Well sweetheart, I guess your mom
doesn't want to stay here with us. Will you miss her as much as I
will?"

Mel smiled and said, "Maybe, I'm not sure."

"Todd! I'm serious. I don't know how to act around rich people!"

"I find that it is best to act like Todd. I recommend that you
act like Dani. Anybody that doesn't like it can go to hell."

Todd cooked us a nice meal out on the grill. The steaks were as
thick as my leg. Before he started cooking though, he went in and
made some phone calls. After dinner we were invited to use the
pool. 

I told Todd that we didn't have bathing suits. He said that was
no problem. He had a specially built clothing optional pool. So
Mel and I stripped off and went for a skinny dip.  Todd was shy
and wore a suit. 

Mel and I had been so charmed that we had forgotten what our
bodies must look like. I caught Todd trying not to cringe as he
looked at our bruised bodies. 

"I'm sorry," I said. "I know how it must look. I promised never
to go back there. I swore never to take my baby back there.
Desperation makes you do some pretty dumb things."

Todd kissed me lightly and said, "Please stop apologizing for
being a victim. If you don't then I suppose I'll have to beat
you."

A buzzer sounded and Todd looked up. "Someone is at the door,
I'll be right back."

He got out of the pool and put on a robe and went inside.

When he was gone Mel put her arms around me and hugged me and
said, "Mom, I like him, a lot, and not just because he lives in a
castle."

I hugged her and said, "He is a good man, Mel. I really screwed
up when I ran away without telling him. I hope I can make it up
to him."

Todd came back out through the patio doors and he had Sera with
him. She looked scared and Mel and I both got out of the water
and ran over to her. I pulled her close and hugged her and then I
sat her down in a chair. I told her that she was free of Kevin
and his friends. I asked her to come and live with us. I promised
her that she would never be abused or tortured or raped again.
She could go to school and have the kind of life every kid
deserves.

She looked like she was waiting for the punch line. I didn't know
what to say to put her at ease.

Todd came close and sat next to her. "Sera, my name is Todd," he
said. "Dani used to be my girlfriend a long time ago. Now she is
going to be my girlfriend again, maybe even my wife if I get her
drunk and talk her into it."

"We would like you to come live with us, and Mel of course. I
don't rape young girls. Well, I don't rape any girls. You will be
safe here and protected as much as a parent can protect a young
person. You have been through a lot and I would like to get
someone that can help you, a counselor for people that have been
abused. You need someone to help you get over the things that
were done to you so that you can feel safe again and build up
your self esteem and fall in love some day." 

Sera looked at me, as if to ask if she were dreaming. I hugged
her and said, "It's real baby. He is a good man, a very good man.
You aren't the only one that might need help with recovery. You
probably had it the worst, knowing Kevin, but all three of us
could use a little help, and maybe we can help each other."

Mel came up and stood in front of Sera and said, "Please stay
Sera, you can be my big sister."

Sera started sobbing, almost out of control. I held her close and
Mel went to get her some water. When she finally calmed down we
went inside and sat in the den and talked quietly until after
midnight. We talked about our fears and our hopes and just
generally made Todd very uncomfortable. 

Finally we all went upstairs and when Sera saw her new room she
couldn't believe it. We started to leave for our own rooms but I
thought it might be a good idea if the girls shared a room for a
couple of nights until they were more comfortable. They liked
that idea. So Todd and I left them to get better acquainted and
went to our room. I mean our suite. Christ! The master bedroom
suite is bigger than Pug's house, even including the torture
chamber. The bathroom is bigger than my apartment had been back
east. Hell, the closet was bigger than my apartment had been!

Considering how fucked up we three females were when Todd took us
in, things went pretty smoothly after we got settled. We all got
some rape counseling. When our stories started coming out the
counselor was overwhelmed. She thought that we were remarkably
well balanced, considering what we had been through. I thought so
too. Even Sera progressed quickly. 

Sera had not been to school since the third grade, but she had
snuck books into her room and was a prolific reader. We hired a
tutor for her and by the beginning of the next school year she
was ready to join her peers in her sophomore year of high school.
She had to undergo some extensive testing. We learned that she
had an extremely high IQ. It was tragic to think what she might
have become if she had been nourished and protected and allowed
to grow up normally. She was adjusting quickly though. 

Mel was even better. She really got over it fast. She was always
my anchor when I lived back east. She was almost a better parent
than I was. 

Todd and I are married now, very happily. We were both pleased to
learn that despite all that had happened I still had a very
healthy sex drive. 

One day, just for the hell of it, I snuck some samples of Todd's
hair and Mel's hair and took them to a lab. I didn't tell them. I
don't know if I will or not. Todd is her father, but they
couldn't be any closer than they are now, and I can't help
thinking that Sera might feel left out if I told everyone about
the DNA test. So I'll keep it to myself for now.

I never heard from my mother again. Not until years later when
she died and I was her sole heir. She must have sold the
warehouse business, because when the estate was finally settled I
ended up with a check for close to thirty million. That prime
waterfront real estate must have been worth its weight in gold.

I never saw the four stooges again either. Ray, Ted, Floyd and
Jack all became fuzzy memories, but not Kevin. I had nightmares
about him for years. So did Sera. The nightmares finally ended
when Kevin and Sean were arrested for a rape and grisly
torture-murder of a young girl. They are both on death row now
and we followed the trial closely. Sera and I have both found
that since they were convicted and put on death row the
nightmares have ended.

THE END


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To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.




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