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Chapter 44

        Both Russell and Elizabeth felt the need to get away.  They had
become such homebodies having little interaction with the outside world.
 They toured the world starting in Mexico and working their way to
Patagonia.  From there they went to South Africa and up to Europe.  While
in southeast Asia they discussed finding a young, prepubescent prostitute
or a desperate family who would part with their daughter for an evening for
a few dollars.  But in the end decided not to do it.  Even for them it
crossed the line between right and wrong.  They jetted off to Australia and
finally back home.

        Once the jet lag wore off and they were back on a normal schedule,
Russell approached her.

        "I know what I want to do next."

        "And what would that be?"

        "Get you pregnant again.  With a girl."

        "And if it's a boy?"

        "He gets scraped."

        "Go on."

        "But unlike Wendy, we don't kill her.  At least not immediately."
 Russell paused.  He couldn't quite read Elizabeth's face, but he continued
anyway.  "I want to work on the sub-basement.  Turn it into a little girl's
room.  We'll also have a room down there.  There will never be a reason for
her to leave.  Then after, I don't know, three, four, five years I rape her
to death."

        Elizabeth nodded.  "Who is going to change shitty diapers?  Potty
train her?"

        "We'll do that together."  He paused.  "But I want you to be the
mean parent, the disciplinarian.  I'll be the nice, doting parent.  That
way when I finally come for her, it'll be a real shock."

        "Russell?"

        "Yes?", he said sheepishly.

        "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for you to offer
me this?"

        "I thought you hated kids!"

        "Ever since you told me about Maria I have wanted you to do this
for me."

        "Then why didn't you ask?"

        "I was afraid you wouldn't do it."

        "I'm ready now."

        "I'm not.  Wait."

        "You should start ovulating in the next 24 to 48 hours."

        "Well take your Viagra because your dick is going to get a lot of
action."

        "I don't need so stinkin' Viagra."

        Elizabeth fell into his arms and kissed him passionately.

        "Well, if you're that good I think you need to prove it to me."

        "I can't, you're dressed."

        Elizabeth practically ripped her clothes off.  She climbed onto the
back of the sofa and opened her legs.

        "Just do me here."

        Russell obliged.


Chapter 45

        The couple lied in bed together.  Russell was exhausted.  He stared
at the ceiling fan blades.

        "Have we ever done it that many times?"

        "I don't think so."

        "I think those last couple of orgasms were dry."

        "What day is it?"

        Russell looked at his phone.

        "Saturday."

        "I think we fucked fifty times in five days."

        "I think it was more."

        "My twat is blistered, I swear it is."

        "We're too old for this."

        She rolled over next to Russell, her breasts pressing against the
side of his arm.

        "I'm eleven years younger than you, I'm not too old."

        "We must really want this baby."

        "Oh, I do."  She kissed him.  "What are you naming her?"

        "What do you want to name her?"

        "I named Wendy.  You name the next bitch."

        "I don't want to name her Maria, but I want something close.  So I
was thinking of Marla."

        "I don't like that name.  Too close to Maria.  What about Marlene?"

        "That's a pretty name."


Chapter 46

        Elizabeth sat spread eagle in the gyno chair.

        "Are you sure?"

        "Both tests come back the same.  I planted a boy in you."

        "Fuck."

        "Rather than a surgical abortion I'd rather inject you with a
solution that will cause intrauterine hypoxia."

        "Meaning?"

        "You'll deliver a stillborn baby in 24 to 36 hours."

        "You name him."

        "Allen."

        "Why Allen?"

        "I knew a kid in high school named Allen.  Hated him."

        Russell injected Elizabeth and then helped her out of the chair.
 She went upstairs to eat.  The contractions started that evening.  They
had already started preparing the sub-basement including Marlene's room.
 They had decided to deliver her on her own bed.  Instead they used it to
deliver the stillborn Allen.  Elizabeth held him in her hand.

        "He's so small."

        "I know."

        "I'm glad he's dead."

        "So am I."

        She threw him against the far wall.  He landed with a wet splat and
quickly fell to the floor.  The wall was wet with traces of blood.

        "How soon until we can try again?"

        "It's up to your body.  Usually it's after you get your period
again."

        "Will you fuck me fifty times again?"

        "Sixty."


Chapter 47

        "What the fuck is wrong with your dick?"

        Russell stared at the indicators in disbelief.  Another boy.

        "Abort him.  I'll call him, uh... Zach."

        "Zach?"

        "I hate trendy names.  And just scrape me, I don't feel like being
in labor again."

        "It's your body."

        Russell prepared her for an abortion.  A few hours later she was
fast asleep in their bedroom, Zach a dismembered mess, was going down the
garbage disposal.

        A few months later Elizabeth was once again in the gyno chair.
 Russell looked at the results.

        "Honest to fucking god, if you tell me it's a boy I'm finding a new
dick."

        Russell patted her freshly shaved pussy.

        "Shhhh, Marlene's going to hear you."

        "It's a girl?  Tell me it's a girl!"

        "It's a girl."

        Elizabeth practically leaped out of the chair into Russell's arms.
 She wrapped her naked legs around him and pressed her naked body against
his.  They spent the rest of the day pretending to make babies.

        Her pregnancy went well.  After she was really showing she stopped
leaving the house.  Even though Elizabeth had limited contact with anyone
besides Russell, she didn't want any questions about what happened to her
baby.

        They used the nine months to finish the sub-basement.  They had a
bedroom for Marlene and one for them.  A single bathroom.  A small kitchen
and living room.  The door was always locked and opened by entering a code
into a keypad that well out of a child's reach.  Russell had created a
motion sensor in the hallway that led to a second door.  If the person
wasn't at least five feet tall it would lock both doors and send an alert
to both of their phones.  Elizabeth wanted to hallway to fill with sleeping
gas, but Russell convinced her that was silly.

        As a final touch Russell installed cameras with microphones that
sent an encrypted signal on his house's wired LAN network.  This way they
could monitor what was going on even when not in the sub-basement.  Under
no circumstance was Marlene ever to leave the sub-basement.  At least while
she was alive.

        Elizabeth went into labor.  They went below and delivered Marlene
on the bed she would sleep in after leaving her crib.  The same bed where
she would be raped and killed by her own father.


Chapter 48

        "Ow!  You stupid bitch!"

        The baby started crying.  Russell looked at Elizabeth.  She looked
frazzled.

        "My nipples are so sore from this little whore."

        "Hey, that rhymed."

        "Screw you."

        "Why don't you just pump your breasts?"

        "it's not that easy."

        "What do you mean?"

        "I have to sit there for twenty minutes holding suction cups to my
boobs.  I hate it."

        "I could hold them."

        Marlene continued to cry.

        "No, why don't you cock feed her?"

        "Cock feed her?"

        "Oh come on, certainly you've stuck your dick in her mouth by now."

        "Actually not yet."

        Russell unzipped his fly and pulled his quickly expanding dick out.
 Elizabeth brought him his daughter.  He held her to his groin.  She
stopped crying and started sucking.

        "Holy shit!"

        The room was filled with the sound of slurping.

        "Oh, oh.  Oh, shit."

        Russell involuntarily jerked his hips forward.  Marlene started to
cry again.  Semen was dripping down her chin.

        "Nice job, dad."

        "No offense, but that was the greatest blow job I have ever gotten."

        "Gee thanks!"

        "Her gums rubbing against me and she sucks like a vacuum cleaner."

        Elizabeth held the baby against her breast.

        "Never ask a man to do a woman's job!"


Chapter 49

        Fresh from a bath Marlene lied on her back.  She had become a
handful and was crawling all over their underground apartment.  Elizabeth
took frequent breaks above.  Russell often stayed with their daughter, but
sometimes they would leave her overnight.  They would hear her crying on
the monitor, but would just turn it off and go back to sleep.

        Russell dried her off.  At ten months old she was already mimicking
sounds, but not well.

        "Nose." he said pressing her nose.  She giggled.

        "Chin."

        "Belly button", he said while jiggling her belly causing her to
laugh.

        "Pussy."

        He gently rubbed her clitoris.  He wasn't sure if she enjoyed it,
but she didn't seem to mind.

        He kissed her on her pussy lips and put her diaper on, dressed her,
and put her in her crib.  She cried, but since they were hardly going for
parents of the year, they let her cry herself to sleep.  Elizabeth was
upstairs reading a book.

        "So, decided to spend some time with your girlfriend instead of
that little bitch?"

        Russell was starting to have a hard time deciding when Elizabeth
was joking.

        "Well, she is my daughter."

        "Well, I'm practically your wife and would like you to myself
sometimes."

        She wasn't joking.

        "She's in bed.  Want to head upstairs?"

        She pulled the book away from her face to her lap.

        "Are you fucking kidding me?"

        "No?"

        "We haven't had a night out in forever."

        "We can't leave Marlene."

        "Sure we can.  What's going to happen to her?  No one but us knows
she exists.  She doesn't exactly have a bright future, Russell."

        He sighed.

        "I'll make a reservation.  Where would you like to go?"

        "Delfina."

        "Delfina?  That's in San Francisco!"

        "Yeah."

        Russell called and made a reservation.  Their seating was in three
hours.  Which was good given it was going to take at least two to make it
up there given the traffic.

        They ended up waiting nearly four hours for a table.  The food was
bad.  The service worse.  They didn't get home until a little after 2:00 AM.

        Although she had her back to him she said, "If you check that damn
monitor to see how the little bitch is doing you won't get laid until next
year."


Chapter 50

        Russell found himself spending a good deal of his time in the
sub-basement with Marlene.  She had learned to walk and was eating regular
food.  She never asked where mommy and daddy went or why they were allowed
to leave and she wasn't.  There were no televisions or computers so the
girl had no concept of an outside world.  In a small, strange way this made
Russell sad.  He wanted to take her to the park.  Or at least the backyard.
 But he knew that would blow their cover.

        Elizabeth went to work for a new social networking company.
 Russell kept in touch with investors.  They didn't like he was sitting on
a mountain of cash and not going anything with it.  Startups all over The
Valley needed his cash to produce great products and create wonderful jobs.
 He toyed with the idea, but it all reminded him of the dot com craze
again.  Companies giving their product away and expecting to make billions.

        While upstairs Russell kept a small window on his computer open
showing Maria.  He kept the volume down.  He was reading email when he
heard Elizabeth's shrill voice through the speakers.  His blood iced.  A
week didn't go by when she wasn't threatening to leave him over Marlene.
 And almost everyday something was wrong and it was somehow his fault
because of the stupid little bitch.  He decided to ignore it figuring she'd
be upstairs in his office soon enough demanding either Marlene leave in a
body bag or she leave with her suitcase.  He then started hearing Marlene's
wails over Elizabeth's screaming.  He maximized the window.

        Russell had constructed a miniature gynecological chair for
Marlene.  It was one that would allow him to tie her down.  Elizabeth had
strapped Marlene in it and was whipping her twat with a cat o' nine tails.

        "What the fuck now?"

        He casually walked downstairs and went into the sub-basement.  The
screams of Elizabeth and the cries of Marlene were deafening.  And over the
cacophony was the sound of leather against skin.  He tapped Elizabeth's
shoulder.  She stopped whipping.

        "It's about time you showed up."

        Marlene was screaming bloody murder.  Her thighs, crotch, and
stomach had deep red marks.  The ones on her belly were starting to bleed.

        "What happened?"

        Elizabeth pick up a pair of panties with shit smeared on them.

        "This happened!  The little bitch is old enough to use the fucking
toilet.  She's too old to be shitting herself."

        Marlene continued to scream.

        "Let me deal with her."

        She handed him the whip.

        "This is the problem Russell, you're too nice to her.  Try using
this on her, maybe she'll get the fucking message."

        Elizabeth stormed out of the room and went back upstairs.  Russell
unstrapped his daughter from the table.  She clung to him.  He realized
only then she still had shit smeared on her ass.  The girl was shaking and
crying uncontrollably.

        "Sweetie?  Marlene, sweetie?"

        She just sobbed.

        "I have to give you a bath.  It's going to sting, but if I don't
give you a bath you'll get an infection and get sick."

        She continued to sob.  He carried her into the bathroom.  He tried
to put her down, but she clung to him tightly.  He squeezed bubble bath
into the water and let it get nice and full.

        "Marlene, I need to put you in the tub."

        Through sobs she said, "Mommy... hurt... my... pussy."

        "I know dear, I know.  But you have to stop pooping in your pants.
 You're a big girl.  I know you can use the potty."

        "I... can't... help... it."

        "If I get in the tub with you will you let me put you in?"

        She pulled away from him and let him put her in the tub.  She
started to sit down, but quickly stood up and got up.

        "It hurts!"

        Russell disrobed and got in the tub.

        "I know it hurts, but I need to clean you off quickly.  Will you
let daddy do that?"

        Russell was able to pick her up and drop her in the water.

        "Just sit down for a few second so you get wet."

        She did.  Her bottom lip came out and she stood up again.  He
quickly ran a washcloth over her wounds.  She squirmed, but he was able to
wash the area.  He then scrubbed her ass.  Now there was shit in the tub.
 He rinsed the washcloth off and cleaned the shit off his arm.  Convinced
that was as clean as they were going to get they climbed out.  He carefully
dried her wounds.  They wound heal.  He had done worse to Elizabeth during
role play.  But Elizabeth wasn't an eighteen month old girl.  He bandaged
her tummy, but left the rest uncovered.

        "I think you should sleep naked tonight.  A nightgown might rub
against it."

        "Okay."

        He had her brush her teeth and he climbed into bed with her.

        "I'm sorry I make mama angry."

        Russell wanted to cry.  He wanted to end this whole thing.  Admit
to the authorities they had a daughter and hadn't reported her birth.  Let
Elizabeth get on with her life and allow Russell to raise her.  But
Elizabeth had turned into a vindictive bitch and would probably tell all or
fight him for custody.

        "It's okay, it's not your fault.  Just remember to be on your best
behavior around mommy, okay?  If anything like this happens again tell me,
not her."

        "Okay."

        They lied together for a few more minutes.  Russell was about to
leave when Marlene turned around and grabbed his penis.

        "Daddy, why you have this?"

        "Because I'm a man."

        "I don't have one."

        "Because you're a woman, like mommy."

        "Mommy like me?"

        "She is."

        She let go.

        "I want to kiss your boo-boo to make it better."

        Russell slid down and opened his daughter's legs.  He was careful
not to touch her inner thighs.  He kissed his pussy.  He then gently ran
his tongue along her slit.  She didn't complain.  He darted his tongue
around.  He could feel the tiny opening to her vagina.  He pressed his
tongue in but she squirmed.  He quickly moved back up to her clit.  She
wasn't reacting to he decided to stop.

        "Did you like that?"

        She nodded "yes".

        "I have to go, you get some sleep."

        "Okay, daddy."

        "I love you."

        "I love you too daddy."

        Russell went back upstairs, dropped the shit covered clothes by the
washing machine in the basement.  Elizabeth was already asleep.  Russell
went into a spare bedroom, lied on the bed, and stroked himself while
thinking about Maria, his six year-old rape victim.  He came fairly
quickly.  He went back into their bedroom, took a shower, and joined
Elizabeth in bed.


Chapter 51

        Russell timed his conversation to coincide with Elizabeth's "happy
time", when she was ovulating.  Elizabeth was making a salad in the kitchen.

        "Elizabeth, we need to talk."

        She gave him a peck on the cheek.

        "About what?"

        "It's obvious Marlene has come between us.  You mean far more to me
than she does.  I want to snuff her now to get her out of the picture."

        Elizabeth pouted.

        "I was hoping to kill her a little later.  Maybe torment her more."

        "The tormenting you're doing isn't what I had in mind.  She's
scared to death of you."

        "That's what I wanted."

        "But the only interaction you have with her is when you're mad at
her or beating her."

        "I'm not a natural mother, okay?"

        "Can both of us interact with her?  Together?"

        "Doing what?  Playing Monopoly or something?"

        "She's too young for Monopoly, she can't read."

        "You know what I mean."

        "Just spend time.  Together."

        She rinsed some celery without speaking.

        "I just wasn't ready for this."

        "For... what exactly?"

        "Dealing with Marlene.  I don't know.  I guess I thought I'd spit
her out and we'd keep her in storage for a few years and then kill her.  I
didn't think she'd take up so much of your time.  Time spent with her is
time you could be spending with me."

        "We could spend time together."

        "Doing what?"

        "I got her to orgasm."

        "How nice."

        "She'll put my dick in her mouth, but quickly spits it out before I
can cum.  I did that once and she flipped out."

        "Why are you telling me this."

        "Threesome."

        Elizabeth rinsed some spinach.

        Russell continued.  "She's seen me naked.  She wonders what you
look like naked."

        "I suppose I could do that."

        The proud parents walked into Marlene's room.  When she saw her
mother she ran and hid behind her father.  Elizabeth knelled down.

        "It's okay, you're not in trouble."

        She held her arms out.  Marlene clung to her father.

        "Marlene, go give mommy a hug."

        "I don't want to, she's mean."

        Russell could almost hear Elizabeth gritting her teeth.

        "Come here, give mama a hug."

        "Go on, it's okay.  Daddy is here."

        She reluctantly walked over and hugged Elizabeth who quickly
scooped her up and held her.

        "Oh, mommy loves you so much."

        She set the girl back down and knelled before her.

        "Daddy tells me you see him naked."

        She didn't answer.

        "It's okay, I like to see daddy naked too.  And you play with his
penis."

        She nodded.

        "I love playing with daddy too.  Do you want to see mommy naked?"

        She shook her head "no".

        Russell intervened.

        "Marlene, remember you wondered if mommy looked like you?  We want
to show you."

        Elizabeth started stripping so Russell followed suit.  Marlene
started to run out of her bedroom, but he caught she was doing this and was
able to lock it.  Elizabeth sat on the edge of her bed.  Marlene stood by
the door.  Russell walked over to Elizabeth.

        "Marlene, come here."

        She didn't move.

        "Come here, no one is going to hurt you, I promise."

        She slowly walked to them.

        Russell held Elizabeth's left breast.

        "Mommy has breasts.  You don't.  Well, you do, but they're not big
yet.  When you get older your breasts will go big like this too.  Do you
know why women have large breasts?"

        No response.

        "They fill up with milk when a woman is going to have a baby and
she feeds her milk to her baby.  Mommy fed you her breast milk."

        Marlene just stood there.

        "Take your clothes off."

        She stepped back.

        "Marlene, come here and take your clothes off."

        She pulled her t-shirt off and slipped off her shorts and panties.
 Russell patted on Elizabeth's thighs indicating he wanted her to open
them.  She lied back so she could give a good view.

        "See, mommy's pussy looks just like yours.  Women usually have hair
there like daddy has, but mommy shaves her off because it's prettier."
 Russell started pointing.  "This is mommy's clitoris.  That's what I touch
and lick to give you and mommy orgasms.  Below that is her urethra, that's
where girls pee from.  This large opening is her vagina.  You have one too.
 When mommy and I have sex, I put my penis there.  This is also where her
periods come from and where you came from when you were born.  Isn't that
cool?"

        Marlene just stood there.

        "Mommy and I are going to have sex and we want you to watch."

        Russell started licking Elizabeth.  She flung her head, whipping
her hair back.  She looked at Marlene and said, "Your daddy does this so
well."  Russell tweaked her nipples as he licked.  She had a quick and fast
orgasm.  Not very deep, not very fulfilling, but enough for a quickie.

        "Now I like to put daddy's cock in my mouth."

        She deep throated Russell and slowly let his dick back out.

        "I really like it when daddy cums in my mouth.  Do you like him to
do it?"

        She shook her head "no".

        "Daddy used to cock feed you when you were a baby.  You'd suck on
his dick and drink his cum.  You used to love it."

        Marlene stood there continuing to shake her head.

        "But I want daddy to cum in my pussy."

        Russell approached Elizabeth.

        "Marlene, come here and look."

        The girl was somewhat curious.  She watched him push himself into
her mother.  She jumped back and turned away.

        "Marlene, it's okay, watch daddy fuck me."

        Russell chose a slow, calm rhythm.  He didn't want to scare Marlene
with headboard banging sex.  After a few minutes of slow and deep
penetrations he came.

        "That's how I made you with mommy.  I fucked her."

        He pulled out.

        "Marlene, come lick mommy's pussy."

        She shook her head.

        "Come, you'll enjoy it."

        He gently took her arm and guided her to her mother.  The girl very
deliberately licked.  She made a sour face and said, "I don't like it."

        "Just keep on, it's very nice."

        She kept deliberately licking.  It wasn't very erotic, instead it
was like she was licking a giant sheet of stamps over and over.  Elizabeth
looked at Russell and mouthed, "It's ain't gonna happen".

        "Okay, Marlene, that's enough.  Now mommy wants to lick you."

        Elizabeth picked the girl up and lied her on the bed.  She made a
raspberry on her tummy and then moved down to her twat to lick.  Elizabeth
was forceful, but wasn't violent or hurting Marlene who twitched just a few
minutes after her mother started eating her out.  Elizabeth kept licking
and after a moment Marlene pushed on her mother's forehead, so she stopped.
 She gave the girl another raspberry and said, "Who eats you out better,
mommy or daddy?"  Marlene pointed to Russell.


Chapter 52

        Marlene continued to grow up.  Russell frequently visited her.  She
finally learned to swallow and even claimed to like it.  He really loved
fingering her and feeling her orgasm against the tips of his fingers.

        "Daddy, why do you and mommy get to go out and I don't?"

        "Because this is where you live?"

        "But you and mommy have a bedroom down here too."

        "I know, but we're grownups and are allowed out.  You can't go out
until you're older."

        "But why?"

        Marlene also frequently complained she was bored.  She had no
television.  Elizabeth was worried about giving her books because it would
reveal an outside world.  She'd ask about the cows and horses and fish she
read about.

        One afternoon Russell was upstairs working on his computer.  The
iPhone had been released the previous year.  He expected it to flop, but
was proven wrong.  He was trying to play the app game.  But there were so
many, he was never going to write one.  He jumped when Elizabeth slammed
the door.

        "That fucking little bitch!"

        "What happened?"

        "I was down trying to play with her and she just kept on and on and
on about wanting to come upstairs and we never play with her and she's
bored.  I'm ready to... no, I'm ready for you to kill her."

        "She is five."

        "Well, what's the magic number?  Six like Maria?  Seven?  Eight?
 By then rape won't kill her."

        "Want to do it now."

        "No, I want to do it when I have bad PMS."

        "Don't you have bad PMS now?"

        "Oh, no, you haven't seen the PMS bitch I can be."

        "You seem pretty bad this month."

        "Look up how to make PMS worse."

        "Uh, I don't think you're going to find too many articles about
that."

        "Look."

        "I could find how to prevent PMS and have you do the opposite."

        "You can't give me a shot or something?"

        "No."

        "I'm going to start now having a bad month next month."


Chapter 53

        Russell spent as much time with Marlene has he good knowing she had
less than a month to live.  Elizabeth caught him off guard.

        "Now."

        Russell yawned and sat up.

        "What?"

        "I want to go downstairs and finish Marlene now."

        "It hasn't been a month yet."

        "Well, if you haven't noticed I'm bloated.  I'm really bitchy.  And
I think I'm getting my period soon.  Now."

        Russell was hoping to have time to say goodbye to Marlene in his
own way.  He slipped on some clothes and went downstairs with Elizabeth.
 Marlene was already awake.  She had learned to pour herself a bowl of
cereal and put the bowl away.  Her last meal, Frosted Flakes.

        "Hi daddy!"

        She ran over and hugged him.  Elizabeth took her clothes off.

        "Daddy and I are going to make love with you."

        She pulled off her nightgown and climbed into bed, her legs open in
a diamond shape.  Russell slowly undressed trying to put this off as long
as he could.  He bent down and started licking his daughter.  She sighed
and wrapped her legs around his head, pulling him closer.  He felt her
spasm, so he slowed down.  He eventually stopped.  He kissed her outer lips
and climbed on top of her.

        "Daddy is going to penetrate you like he does mommy."

        Marlene didn't respond.

        "Daddy is going to fuck you.", Elizabeth added.

        Russell decided it would be easier if he had Marlene lie near the
foot of the bed, so he grabbed her legs and moved her.  He then rested his
head against the opening to her vagina.  He closed his eyes and thought
back to that summer day in 1984 when he was about to enjoy Maria.  She was
fighting him tooth and nail.  Marlene was calm.

        He pressed into her.  It was as if he was pressing the volume
control of a siren.  He heard Marlene scream.

        "You're hurting me."

        He then felt something give and was inside her.  He went in deeper.
 Marlene was now struggling to get away.  Her voice had a panicked tone to
it.

        "Daddy, stop, you're hurting me.  Get off me!"

        She started to sit up trying to swat him.  When she did he popped
out of her allowing her to get her knees up.  He opened her legs and forced
his way back in.

        "Daddy, stop!"

        "Stop yelling you stupid bitch!"

        He had never yelled at her before.  This startled Marlene for a
second, but she was quickly brought back into reality by the pinching pain
in her pussy.  Russell shifted his weight to hold her down more.  He
thrusted hard feeling himself go in deeper and deeper.  Marlene continued
to beg for him to stop.  She stopped flailing her arms and instead covered
her face with them.  He exploded inside her with more force than he had
ever experienced with any woman.  He pushed in as far as he could go
causing her to try to swat him again.  He withdrew.  She curled up holding
her crotch crying that her pussy hurt.  Elizabeth motioned to the door.
 They stepped out of the apartment.

        "What the fuck happened?  Why isn't she dead?"

        "I don't know."

        "You're the gynecologist."

        "Every woman is different.  I still don't know why Maria died so
quickly.  I think the tape cut off her breathing.  Do you want me to get
tape?"

        "No, I want to hear the little bitch scream and beg for her life.
 Did your dick shrink since 1984?"

        "No.  Honestly, she feel larger than Maria did."

        "Don't be so cuddly and gentle with her.  Bang her head against the
headboard."

        The two returned to the apartment.  Marlene continued to scream and
was holding her crotch.  Russell walked in and flipped her on her back.

        "Daddy, no, please don't."

        He opened her legs and jabbed her again.  She caught his pubic hair
and was pulling it.  He slapped her across her face.

        "You stupid bitch."

        "I hate you!  I hate you so much!  I hate both of you!"

        The girl's anger spurred Russell.  He put all of his weight into
her and was as forceful as he could.  He realized he had in fact been
holding back.  He thrusted hard over and over until he came again.  The
girl was still crying.  She wasn't screaming and fighting, just crying and
accepting what was happening to her.  Russell removed himself.  Elizabeth
looked at her.

        "She's not even bleeding."

        Marlene didn't curl up this time.  She lied in the same position
with her face covered and cried hysterically.  The adults left the room.

        Out in the hall Elizabeth paced.

        "I really thought we'd have a body by now."

        "Maybe she's dying a slow death."

        "Is she?  I don't see blood.  I don't see signs of trauma."

        Russell knew she was right.  If the girl was going to die it would
be in the off chance she got an infection from the rape.

        "I have an idea, let's go back!", said Elizabeth and she made for
the door.

        Marlene was in the same position, but now holding her crotch crying
"Daddy hurt my pussy!  Daddy's a bad man!"

        Elizabeth straddled Marlene's face.

        "You're going to eat me out bitch while daddy fucks you again."

        She rested her full body weight on Marlene, facing her feet, and
Russell penetrated her again.

        "Ow!  You stupid bitch!"

        Elizabeth started to swat, but realized her body was covering most
of the girl.

        "Russell, pull out for a second."

        He removed himself.  Elizabeth started slapping and then punching
Marlene in the groin.

        "The little bitch is biting me."

        Russell said loudly, "If she does it again I'll get my pliers and
break her teeth off."

        Elizabeth stopped hitting the girl and Russell resumed.  He pushed
his way in and started thrusting.  He was having trouble because the first
two orgasms were back to back and so close to this attempt.  He felt
Marlene's body go limp, Elizabeth's pussy having cut off access to air.  He
remembered Maria's body doing the same which triggered a release.  He
stayed inside of her and asked Elizabeth to get off.  He felt for a pulse.
 She had none.  And no signs of breath.  Marlene, their five year-old
daughter was dead.


Chapter 54

        Elizabeth and Russell lied in bed together.  They were
side-by-side.  Elizabeth was kissing every square inch of his face.

        "You are *smack* so fucking *smack* amazing!"

        "You're the one who killed her, not me."

        "Maybe not."

        "Maria probably died the same way, lack of oxygen."

        Elizabeth grabbed his erect penis and squeezed it hard.

        "I wish you could use this damn thing to kill me."  She kissed him
and squeezed him harder.  "Stick it in me!"

        Russell sighed.

        "I can only do it so many times."

        She sat up.

        "That's right!  Come, let's go visit our dead bitch daughter."

        They went back down, Elizabeth leading the way.  Marlene was just
as they had left her.

        "Go on, tell her she's beautiful and sexy."

        Russell hated to admit it, but he was extremely aroused by the
sight of the dead naked girl.  And it was even more erotic knowing she was
his own daughter.  His mouth felt dry, the same feeling he got when he
realized Maria was dead.  He repositioned her.

        "Marlene.  You... Fuck, you are so fucking sexy.  You so much sexier
dead than you were alive."

        He started tweaking her nipples.  After a few hard twists he moved
one hand to her vagina and stuck a finger in.

        "You're still warm.  I remember the first time I tasted your sweet,
salty twat."

        He let go of her, stood up, and shoved his dick into her.  She just
flopped on the bed like a rag doll.  Rigor mortis hadn't set in.  Her eyes
were half open and dead looking.  He grabbed her throat with both hands,
squeezed tight, and came once again.

        Russell stepped away, exhausted.  Elizabeth kneeled down and
started licking her daughter's cunt, slurping Russell's juices out of her.
 She started rubbing the girl's chest with her left hand while she
masturbated with her right.  She too quickly exploded in orgasm.

        "Holy fuck Russell, that was good."

        Russell carried his dead daughter to the refrigerator.  Elizabeth
pulled the empty shelves out.  He put the girl inside and closed the door.
 Elizabeth kissed him and said, "I can't wait for cold leftovers tonight."


Chapter 55

        Russell and Elizabeth went out to dinner.  It was just another
regular day in suburbs.  Work around the house.  Go to Outback Steakhouse.
 Pull your murdered five year-old daughter out of the refrigerator to rape
her corpse again.

        "Russell, why is her back all purple?"

        "Her blood is no longer flowing, so it pools at the lowest point."

        The girl was just cold dead weight.  He dropped her on the bed.

        "Wait, do that again, but drop her on the floor."

        Figuring he couldn't do any more damage to the girl he held her up
at his face level and dropped her.  She landed with a sickening splat.
 Russell picked her back up, lied on his back and tried to impale her on
his erection.  Elizabeth stepped in to help position her.

        "She's like fucking a huge steak.  She's icy in here."

        Russell enjoyed watching her flop around.  Her neck bent at
ridiculous angles and he wondered if it had broken after he dropped her.
 He came again, but it wasn't very explosive.  Elizabeth took the girl's
body away so she could position it the way she wanted.

        The next morning Elizabeth woke Russell up and invited him
downstairs.

        "You know, deli meat goes back pretty quickly and it's cooked.  She
might be gamey."

        "Just one more time!  Please!"

        "Fine."

        They went back down.  He opened the refrigerator door.  She was on
her lower abdomen and shaped like a "U".

        "I wanted her blood to pool around her cunt so it would look
bruised and beaten."

        He removed the girl.  Sure enough, her entire pubic region,
abdomen, and thighs were purple.  He took her back into the bedroom and
fucked her again.  He vagina was very dry and it was painful using her.
 She would provide no lubrication.

        "Why wasn't her cunt all bruised like Maria's was?"

        Russell thought about that as he pumped.

        "Maybe she was smaller?  Maybe I was rougher?  I really have no
idea."

        He released and pulled out of her.  Elizabeth took the body to the
bathtub.  She held the girl's mouth open and urinated in it.  Then she
dropped the dead girl into the deep freezer.  A couple of weeks later with
the help of a chainsaw, they had plenty of chum for their fishing trip off
Santa Cruz.


Chapter 56

        The next few years were rather, well, normal for Russell and
Elizabeth.  They both resumed jobs.  Elizabeth continued working at a
social networking company while Russell advised startups.

        In 2010, the day after Elizabeth's 30th birthday and the day before
Valentine's Day, Russell proposed.  Elizabeth smiled, kissed him, and
turned him down.  She told him "I swear to you I will be with you until the
day I die.  I don't want the state having a say in our love."

        They traveled to London to attend the 2012 Olympic Games.
 Elizabeth seemed sullen.  One evening he asked her about it, asked if it
had anything to do with Maria.  She denied it did, but Russell knew she was
lying.  When they returned she was gone a lot.  Russell didn't question
this.  He didn't own her.  She didn't owe him an explanation.  But they
were a couple.  He felt hurt she stopped communicating.

        He offered to buy her an iPhone 5.  She smiled, shook her head, and
said she didn't need one.  Normally she had to have the latest gadget and
at times carried two phones, iPhone and Android because she loved both.

        Russell was sitting in the conference room at a VC firm.  He had
been there since 7:30 that morning.  It was late.  He was tired and hungry,
but the meetings continued.  Around 5 he got an email from Elizabeth.  It
was encrypted.  He was annoyed by this and put the phone back in his
pocket.  He had an app to decrypt email, but it required typing in a
lengthy password.  He wasn't in the mood.

        Around 6:30 the meetings finally ended.  The vice president of the
firm offered to take him to dinner.  He declined.  Feeling tired he stopped
by a Starbucks.  He wondered if Elizabeth wanted anything.  He called and
got a message that her number had been disconnected.  He tried again, same
message.  He tried dialing without the area code, but that didn't work.
 Standing in the middle of Starbucks he decrypted her email.

        "Oh my God!  What the... Fuck, Elizabeth!"

        He ran to his car and sped off ignoring speed limits and stop
signs.  The house looked quiet from the outside.  Her car was gone.  But he
didn't know where else to look for her.  He stepped inside.

        "Elizabeth?"

        No answer.

        He ran upstairs and checked the bedroom.  No sign of her.

        He went into the basement.  Nothing.  Then he noticed the door to
the sub-basement.  It was calling him.  Even though a hundred things were
in his view, the door was all he saw.  He slowly walked over.  He turned
the knob and opened the door.  Nothing.  He slowly walked down the stairs.
 He came to the first door.  He entered the code and walked through.  The
hallway was empty.  He unlocked the second door.  The smell hit him.

        As a young teen, Russell's father took him shooting.  It was one of
the few activities they both enjoyed, the father more than the son.  He
hadn't handled a gun since he was 17.  But the smell of gunpowder was
unmistakeable.  His foot slipped.  He looked down.  Blood.

        "Oh fuck, Elizabeth!"

        Lying in the middle of the living room they had shared with Marlene
was Elizabeth's naked body.  A shotgun lay between her legs.  He left leg
was nearly detached.  Her right big toe was still inside the trigger guard.
 It was obvious she had placed the barrel into her vagina and pulled the
trigger.  The shot had exited her body, mostly on her left side from her
abdomen to her neck.  He left breast was shredded.

        Russell look a deep breath.  All he smelled was gunpowder and
blood.  He ran back into the hall and closed the door.  He sank to the
ground.  He heard the two doors lock and his phone vibrated.  He
instinctively checked it.  He never disabled the security system once
Marlene was gone.  When he sat down, he was under five feet, triggering the
alarm.  He was glad he didn't install klaxon sirens to alert him.  While he
had his phone out he reread the email from Elizabeth.


Dear Russell,

By the time you read this I'll be dead.  Or dying.  I'm sorry I had to go
this way, but I had no choice.  I know it was impossible for you to kill me
the way I wanted to be killed.  You were physically unable and even if you
were I know you would never have done it.  I sought ways for you to kill me
with your penis.  I wanted a chemical that when mixed with semen would
react and burn my uterus from the inside out.  But it seems so far no one
has invented such a thing.
I'm sorry about the mess.  But you know us girls, we bleed from our
vaginas, can't do anything about it.  HA HA!
I want to you to desecrate my body.  Don't give me a funeral.  Don't bury
me.  I would say fuck my brains out but I'm sure the shotgun already did
that.  And there's probably nothing left of my vagina.  You can use my ass
or mouth.  On our first date you cooked out on the grill.  Hint!  Hint!
I know you're probably asking why.  It's not your fault, it's me.  When you
told me about Maria I was so fucking jealous!  Russell, oh my god, I was
cursing you for not getting you ass out to Iowa to do me next!  Seriously!
 I almost broke up with you.  But I was afraid you would think I didn't
approve of what you did to Maria.  That was the farthest from the truth!
 It tore me apart you did that to someone else.  And then when you did Sara
I was equally jealous.  When we were on the boat I almost asked you to do
the same to me.  I didn't because I know you wouldn't have.  I gave you the
opportunity.  We had fake names, nothing to tie you to me out in the North
Sea.  I was hoping you'd suggest doing me.  God, I can just imagine the
pain of you ripping my uterus out of me.
The abortions and the rape of Wendy and Marlene.  Totally cool.  Totally
worth it!  But each one left me feeling more and more empty inside.  I
wanted to give you another girl, but honestly, I just couldn't.  I couldn't
stand to watch you give something so precious to another girl and not to me.
Don't worry about taking any heat for this.  I never mentioned you to my
family.  None of my coworkers know about you.  I have always maintained an
apartment so I would have an address.  Did you never realize I never
received any mail here?  Seriously Russell, you're a smart guy!  I'm
supposed to start a new job in Boise on Monday.  Me in Boise?  Can you
imagine?  My car is just west of Reno.  Apparently I didn't make it.

Love you, mean it!
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