Perverts 'R' Us

My Kids Get Trained - Part 2 - The Final Part

By Cuckold Wimp John ( orgy, ir, inc, pedo, s/m, hum, w/s )

Al gave me written directions to the home where the party was to be held Saturday. He gave me the directions right before I left work on Friday afternoon.

"Make sure your slut wife and daughter don't wear any panties," he exclaimed. "Everyone there will want quick access to their pussies and asses."

I nodded that I understood.

"Make sure too that they dress sexy. Low cut top and micro-mini skirt or dress. Got it, Bob?"

"Yes," I replied weakly.

"Your faggot son can wear whatever he wants, 'cause his clothing won't be on very long," Al said with a laugh. Again I nodded in compliance. "I've told a lot of guys about your boy, and how extremely tight his ass is and how good he sucks cock, so he'll be getting' his mouth and shit chute worked over good tomorrow night. That's for sure!" Al laughed even louder now. "So have the little dick sucker ready for cock, understand?" Al bellowed. "A lot of cocks!"

"I understand, Al,'' I replied submissively.

"Okay, see you there," he said, and then I left for home.

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It was a good thing that Al gave me written directions. The home, a huge structure, was set way back near the woods off of Route 73, and was very difficult to find. Once there, cars were parked just about everywhere on the property. We had to park rather far from the home itself and walk quite a distance to the front of the place.

I rang the bell and it was answered by a nude girl of perhaps 19 or so. She smiled brightly and waved us in.

The place was certainly rocking with sexual activity, and one could smell the odor of sex everywhere. Exotic music was playing in the large room we were waved into by the nude girl, and lights were dimmed, but not that much. It was easy to see everything that was going on in the spacious room.

As I mentioned, sexual acts were taking place everywhere we looked. Just then, almost from nowhere, my boss Al appeared in front of us. He was totally nude and grinning widely. He took hold of Cathy tightly and gave her a torrid French kiss. I waited until he broke the kiss before I spoke.

"Hi, Al," I sputtered as he released my sexy wife.

"Hello Bob," he said cheerfully. "Glad you guys could make it."

He then dropped down to his knees and scooped little Emily up in his arms, lifting the hem of her very short pink skirt as he did so. I saw him look directly at my 7-year-old daughter's hairless pussy, and he seemed pleased that she wasn't wearing panties.

He then planted a hot French kiss on her, forcing her tiny mouth open with his tongue and Cathy, Justin and I watched as Al probed her sexy mouth with his long tongue. He was also busily fingering her cute cunt now too as they kissed. He had Emily wriggling about by the time the kiss was finished. Her ass and hips were moving sexily as my boss worked her tight twat marvelously with his talented fingers.

Finally, he pulled out and stood back upright. He then lifted my wife's skirt upward a bit to make certain that she too was not wearing any undies. She wasn't. He smiled when he saw that her pubic area was clean-shaven. He poked the middle finger of right hand roughly up her snatch. Cathy grimaced but said nothing as Al began to finger-fuck her brutally. Cathy was squirming by the time Al withdrew his finger from her now wet cunt. He placed it near her mouth and made her suck his finger clean of her own juices.

My eyes now shifted to an erotic sight some twenty feet away, where a pretty teenaged girl, of maybe 14 or so, dressed in a skimpy blue and white cheerleader's uniform was down on her knees between the open legs of an attractive mature woman. The teen cheerleader was dutifully licking and sucking away at the woman's auburn-haired bush, and the woman, about 40 years of age, was smiling happily as she was tended to by the teen girl's lips and tongue.

Al saw what I was staring at and grinned. "Nice sight, huh, Bob?" Al said to me. "That's Connie Hutton, a doctor's wife, being eaten out. The girl licking her cunt so nicely is the doctor's niece. She had cheerleader practice today at school, so that is why she is dressed that way. That's Dr. Hutton over there," Al pointed with his finger to a portly naked man who was fucking an equally naked woman on a mat on the floor. The couple was going at it like two animals in heat!

"Who's the woman he's fucking?" I asked.

"That's the cheerleader's mom," Al stated. "The doctor's sister."

"Oh," was all I said to that.

"And see that nude guy over there?" Al pointed to a naked man, wearing only a Rolex watch, who was on his knees sucking a black man off. I nodded. "That's the cheerleader's father," Al said. "He loves sucking dicks, especially big, black ones."

Just then, the black man withdrew his gigantic cock from the mouth of the sucking white father, flipped the father over, and rammed his black fuck-pole savagely up the guy's asshole, clear to the balls! The poor guy let out a scream that was piercing and those who saw what had happened laughed loudly at his plight!

"Your hubby's being as fucked by Tyrone, sis!" I heard Doctor Hutton yell at his sister as he continued to pump in and out of her twat.

"Mmmm, good!" she moaned. "I hope Tyrone makes him bleed."

Al then picked up Emily and carried her off in his arms. "Time for me and your little whore to have some fun," Al said with a big grin as he left the area with our Emily.

Before he left he explained to Cathy and I that this was not at all a party where a drawing would be held and a kid or two snuffed.

"We don't do shit like that," he explained. "I just made that up to see if you would have the nerve to show up and you did."

Both Cathy and I were relieved at what he said. A few seconds later Luke approached us.

"Well, well, well," he snorted. "If it isn't the wimpy father and slut mother, and baby faggot son. Good to see you freaks again. Hey, where's the baby slut daughter?"

"Al took off with her, Luke," I informed him. "Just a minute or so ago, in fact."

"Shit, that figures," he snickered. "Damn him anyway! I was waiting on you folks to get here so I could get that little bitch's pussy, or maybe even her tight asshole. I've been dreaming about that all week!"

"Sorry, Luke," I said.

"Hey, which way did he go with her?" Luke wanted to know.

"That way," I told him, indicating to my right.

"Thanks. See you later!" Luke mumbled, and then he took off in the direction I pointed out, obviously in search of Al and Emily.

No sooner had Luke departed when a very handsome lad of 16 or 17, totally naked, with his nice looking cock dangling lazily between his legs, came over to us.

"Hi," he said, with a glowing smile. "Is this your son?" he asked, pointing to Justin.

"Yes," my wife told him, "why do you ask?"

"Because I'd like to fuck him," he said, still smiling. "I'd also like to make him suck my cock and be my slave boy."

"Well, I don't know…." Cathy hesitated. She looked over at me.

"It'll be okay, I am sure," I said to my wife. "Let this young man have his way with Justin. He looks harmless enough. What's your name, by the way?"

"Ricky," the youth replied. "But I'm not really harmless, I should tell you."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, I like to whip and torture kids his age, before I fuck the shit out of them. I also like to piss on them, too," he confessed.

"Well, as long as you don't hurt him too bad," I said.

"Oh, I'll try not to, but I can't promise anything. Can I take him now?"

"Sure, go ahead. His name is Justin," I enlightened Ricky.

"Okay, come on, Justin," Ricky said boldly, and then took Justin by the hand and headed to our left. Justin looked back sadly, like he was hoping Cathy and I might rescue him from this handsome teen sadist, but we were not about to do that at all. Justin was on his own now.

A man with a leather studded belt, and nothing else, was soon standing before us. "Is this your wife?" he queried me.

"Yes," I responded.

"Jesus, she is one fine looking bitch," he said to me. "I love her tits. I have been staring at her since she arrived. Her ass is great, too."

"Uh, thanks," I uttered.

"Anyway, I want to fuck her," he proclaimed. "You don't have any objections, do you, wimpy?" He then placed both his hands forcefully on her breasts and squeezed them harshly.

"No, none," I said timidly. "Be my guest."

"C'mon, bitch," he ordered of Cathy, "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." He left with my wife in tow, and I watched as they disappeared down a long hallway, the man's hands massaging my wife's sweet ass from under her skirt as they walked.

I was now all alone, so to speak, so I thought I would look around the place on my own. The cheerleader was still occupied with cunt-lapping her uncle's wife, the good doctor was still engaged in screwing his winsome sister, and the cheerleader's dad was soundly being fucked in his sore white ass by the black stud. In the corner, a young couple, who looked like newlyweds, were side by side, totally nude, on their hands and knees, and being ruthlessly ass fucked by two older men, probably in their early 60's, and the young couple were crying and yelping in agony as the men tore into their sexy assholes with gusto.

I found out from Al later on that I had indeed been correct about this couple being newlyweds, but what shocked me was when Al informed me that the two older men who were fucking them were their fathers!

The bride's dad was fucking his new son-in-law and the groom's dad was churning his dick up his new daughter-in-law's ass!

I could hear ear-piercing screaming coming from down one hall, so I headed that way to see what was going on. The room where the screaming was coming from had its door wide open, so naturally I looked in. The sight I saw was awesome! Hanging suspended in chains from the ceiling were five kids, three girls and two boys, about six to ten years of age. All five were totally nude and they were being very well abused by an older couple, maybe in their mid-50's. The older couple was also nude, and the man was sporting quite an erection as he use his sturdy leather whip on the kids asses from behind, hitting their backs, thighs and asses with solidly placed strokes.

The woman, who was no doubt his wife, I felt sure, was wailing on the children from the front, striking then with well-aimed sharpness with a riding crop. All five kids were bawling, sniveling, and yelling madly as they were whipped ever so well. I couldn't see their backsides, but from the front view I could see plenty of welts, cuts, bruises, and blood on all five of tem. I looked at this scene for a few more minutes then left that area and headed further down the hall.

The next room I came upon also had its door open, and I of course peeked in. What I saw there truly was a wonderful treat for me to observe! It was my sweet and appealing young daughter Emily and a host of raunchy naked men. Emily was on the bed, on her back, atop of old Al's body. Al had his stiff cock buried deep in Emily's stretched-apart asshole, clear to his nuts, and he was ass-fucking her beautifully! His friend Luke was on top of Emily and pumping the hell out of her poor little adorable pussy with his mammoth prick!

My sexy little 7-year-old pixie was being double-fucked right before my eyes, and I loved seeing it! My cock at once grew hard, and I could not help yelling out, "Fuck her ass harder, Al! Fuck her cunt good, Luke! Give it to her hard and deep!"

Al had his left arm wrapped around Emily's petite waist, holding her snugly, and his right arm was around her also, but at her small pink and pert nipples, which he pinched cruelly as he fucked her.

Six men, all nude, were stroking their cocks, three on each side of the big bed, as they watched with keen interest at what Al and Luke were doing to my baby-slut girl! They were obviously waiting their turns to fuck Emily! One man on each side of the bed held Emily's legs apart and upward so that Luke could fuck her easier. The two men had hold of Emily by her ankles and her legs were parted very nicely, giving Luke all the room he needed to plow in and out of her tiny twat with his enormous fuck-pole. The two men holding Emily's ankles still stroked their cocks with their one free hand.

Luke looked back when I yelled out. He grinned and grunted when he saw me, but kept right on fucking my cute daughter's pussy for all he was worth.

"What the hell are you doing with clothes on, asshole?" he bellowed out, pumping Emily even harder now. Emily was whimpering and tears were falling from her pretty eyes as she was double-fucked gloriously by these two perverts! "Get naked, shit face," Luke added.

"Get naked and on your knees. You need to suck these guys off and get them ready to fuck your little slut daughter here when Al and I are done with the little pig!"

"Are you her father?" one man asked me quickly.

"Yes, I am," I replied nervously and submissively, beginning to shed my clothing as Luke had instructed me to do.

"Well, I'll be damned," the man said. Then he said to the other men, "Hey guys, guess want? This little baby slut's daddy is going to suck our cocks and get us all ready to fuck his cute little daughter!"

Everyone laughed, and I turned red, but said nothing. I dropped to my knees and took the first man's dick into my mouth. I sucked him lovingly, toying playfully with his ball sac as I sucked him off. He stopped me just before he was about to shoot off.

"You can quit now, asshole," he told me. "I don't want to waste this load. I want to empty it into your daughter's cunt!"

I nodded understandably and crawled on my knees to another man's cock. I took it in my mouth and sucked heartily. The man, a guy of about 60, swooned with joy as I sucked him. It was then that Emily called out to me.

"Daddy!" she pleaded, crying as she spoke. "They're hurting me! Please make them stop, Daddy,…. please?!"

I paid no attention to her pleas and begging, and I kept on with my cocksucking duties.

Al and Luke soon emptied their balls into my baby girl's sore cunt and ass, and released their hold on her. Emily's relief at their pulling out of her lower love slots didn't last long. Al and Luke were quickly replaced by two more horny lechers, who filled my daughter with their rigid tools in her worn out pussy and aching asshole!

And so it went, on and on, until all the men had fucked Emily in either her ass or her pussy. She was loaded with cum juice, so Al suggested that I cleanse her, with my mouth of course. The men all had a good laugh when they saw me suck up their potent fuck seed from my daughter's ass and pussy. Emily seemed to like it though, so I was happy about that. I must have sucked up a quart of cum from her pussy and asshole!

After I had cleaned her up good, Al told me to leave her and to take off to somewhere else.

"Leave the little slut here, "Al demanded. "Some more guys might want to fuck her later on. We might also want to whip her."

I nodded and left the room, leaving my clothing behind there.

"Daddy!" I heard Emily whimpering. "Please don't leave me here! Daddy!"

My cock got hard as I walked down another hall, thinking about Emily possibly being whipped. I just hoped I could see it if she did get flogged. I knew I would enjoy that!

The next room I ventured into looked sort of familiar. It contained the same people I had seen earlier on in the living room! This time though things had changed a bit. The sexy teen cheerleader was now totally nude and tied down to the bedposts in a spread-eagled manner on her back. Her own mother was nestled between her thighs and licking away effectively at the cheerleader's golden-haired pussy, causing the teenager to sigh and groan sensually. The teen's dad was now jacking off alongside his daughter, standing by her head, and her royal blue cheerleader satin panties were tucked securely in his mouth in a gag-like fashion. He was jacking furiously as he watched his shapely wife munch his daughter's mound passionately.

The black guy named Tyrone was busy fucking the cheerleader's cunt-lapping mother in her wet snatch doggie style, which the father seemed to approve of wholeheartedly. Dr. Hutton was behind Tyrone, licking the black stud's nuts and ass as his sister was getting black-balled. Hutton's wife was seated on the bed and playing fondly with the cheerleader's tits as she was being cunt-lapped by her mother.

It seemed a though everyone spotted me at once. I didn't know whether to take off or stay. As I stood there pondering what exactly to do, the black dude pulled his colossal-sized cock out of the cheerleader's mom's fuck-hole, and told me in no uncertain terms to suck it for him.

I dropped to my knees at once and did as he commanded, sucking him until he shot a humongous load down my throat. After that, I was made to lick Dr. Hutton's wife's asshole as she continued to toy with the cheerleader's tits. I spread open the sexy cheeks of her lily white ass in order to get my tongue right up her asshole, which I managed to do. She squirmed and squealed when I did that!

"Oh, goddamn!" she yelped. "Rim me, you son of a bitch! Tongue my asshole good, you bastard!" And I did as she ordered!

Later, after she reached two healthy orgasms, she made me lay on the floor and she sat directly on my face.

"Open your mouth, fuck head!" she demanded.

I did and she let go with a stream of her hot urine that almost choked me as I did my best to gulp it down. I then got pissed on by Tyrone and even the wimpy father! I had to let him jerk off first in my mouth, and then he pissed on me. After that, the Doctor and his wife beat my ass with paddles as the Doctor's sister jerked me off and made me cum all over the teen cheerleader's face, then they all whipped my balls and cock hard with coat hangers! I was damn lucky to get out of that room alive!

I found my wife a little while later. She was being fucked while she sucked on a cock. Cathy was lying on the bed on her back and a burly-looking man about 40 was between her outstretched legs fucking her pussy hard and deep. All she had on was her red high-heeled shoes and her legs were wrapped tightly around her lover's back as he screwed her wildly. Her head was turned slightly to the left and some teen age kid was feeding her his dick as he stood alongside the bed, hands on his hips, and his cock buried in my hot wife's mouth. Cathy was sucking the youngster off in grand style while being fucked by the man on top of her, who I found out afterwards was the father of the kid that she was blowing.

Her eyes were closed so she did not see me enter the room. The two guys did though, but they said nothing at first. After a minute or so the fucker asked me who I was.

"I .. I'm the lady's husband," I admitted submissively.

The man laughed and so did the kid. It was then that my wife opened her eyes and looked at me, but she kept on sucking the kid, and kept gyrating her curvy hips to the screwing she was receiving from the father.

"Her husband, eh?" the man grunted with bated breath. "Well, get down behind me and lick my balls then so I can fuck this bitch pig even better!"

I nodded, then dropped down on my knees behind him and did as he instructed. I licked and kissed his balls until he dumped a hefty load of his baby-making seed into my wife's pussy. Once he had pulled out of her, he ordered me to clean her up with my mouth, which I did while she completed the blowjob chore with his son. The kid emptied a plentiful load of his own down Cathy's throat, and she coughed and gagged some, but managed to swallow it all like the good cocksucker that she was.

After the pair had left the room I leaped on the bed and gave my wife a long and loving French kiss, sampling a bit of the kid's jizz in the process from her mouth. She confided to me that she had been fucked by several men, but wasn't sure of the exact number. She said she took cocks in her mouth, cunt and asshole, and that the guy she had originally come into this room with had departed some time ago after fucking her ass and mouth.

She told me too that he had been pissed on a few times, and so had I, I disclosed to her, so we decided to shower together and get ourselves cleaned up before trying to locate Justin and Emily so we head home as it was now becoming very late.

While showering, Cathy wanted me to eat her out, so I got on my knees and did so while she washed my hair from above. While I was eating her aching cunt, she related to me how much she had enjoyed being fucked by all those men and boys, and sucking their dicks, too. Hearing all the spicy details caused me to jerk off and blow my load there and then! Cathy laughed when she saw the semen ejecting from my horny cock!

Once we were clean, Cathy got dressed. Her clothing was on the floor of that room. I told her my own clothes had been left in the room where I last saw our sweet little Emily being used and abused sexually by those perverted men.

We left the room and headed to the room I recalled Emily being in, but she wasn't there any longer, although my clothing was. Instead, a young boy of perhaps 12, an exceptionally cute girl of 9 or so, and a couple about the same ages as my wife and I were now occupying that room. All of them were naked.

The girl was hanging by her wrists from a beam on the ceiling. She was secured with leather wrist straps and chains, and her arms were raised and high above her head. The boy was lashing her with a cruel looking razor strap, and he was walking slowly around her suspended lithe body, striking her at will with the strap, landing blows on her beautiful young ass, bald pussy, thighs, and tummy. The poor wench was crying profusely from the thrashing she was receiving from her young tormenter and she was also yelling and shrieking loudly as she suffered with pain.

The adult couple seemed to be relishing this attack, as both of them, seated side by side, comfortably on a cushioned love seat, were panting and sighing. The man was stroking his hard prick, and the woman was deeply fingering her cunt with three fingers.

Cathy and I watched the lustful scene for a few moments before I gathered up the courage to ask the two adults who they were.

"That's our nephew," he said with heavy breath. "The girl is our daughter."

"How old are they?" my wife chimed in as I set about to gather up my clothing.

"Clark is 12 and Jenny is 9," the man replied, breathing even harder now. "He's whipping her beautifully, isn't he?" the man added.

"Yes, he is," Cathy responded. "He is really giving it to her good."

I had to agree as I began to get dressed. The boy certainly knew his way around a razor strap. The 9-year-old bitch was really howling now, and I got semi hard just hearing her wail in misery! Her head was lowered now down almost to her chest and tears were streaming down her pretty face. She had soft chestnut colored hair and she wore it in a ponytail.

Just as I finished dressing, the assault halted. The boy placed down the razor strap and lowered his victim. He then freed her and she almost fell to the floor. She had cuts, marks, welts and contusions all over her body, but her cousin and parents obviously did not care or mind.

"Suck his cock now!" Jenny's father cried out, still stroking his hardon.

"Yes, suck it, sweetie!" her mother shouted. "Show your cousin how much you appreciate him taking the time to flog you like you deserve. Suck him off, my filthy bitch daughter!"

The girl complied. Cathy and I watched as the marked up Jenny scrambled to her knees before her standing cousin and took his dick in her mouth. She cupped his ass cheeks lovingly as she sucked on his cock until he spilled forth his wad of cum down her throat.

Once the boy had withdrawn his cock from his cousin's mouth, the father got up, walked over to where she was still kneeing, and he pasted her face with his own load and a loud grunt. Jenny's belly was filled with Clark's sperm and her face was covered with her dad's. Both her dad and Clark then drenched her with their piss, emptying their bladders on her face and body simultaneously. Cathy and I both thought that was a nice touch, and a great way to end the scene.

We then asked if anyone had seen our little Emily, who had been in this same room earlier, but no one had. The couple told us it was empty when they came in some time ago.

We located Justin before we found Emily. As we were going from room to room, we came across Justin on a queen sized bed, on his hands and knees, getting his little exquisite asshole fucked in a sizzling hot style from behind by a white man of about 60 years of age. Not only that, but our little boy was nestled cozily between a nude girl's legs in front of him, and he was licking affectionately away at her hairless little cunny as she laid there on her back, a dreamy look on her pretty angelic face. She had red hair and freckles and was sweet as candy!

Cathy and I entered the room and yelled "Hi" to Justin. He looked up for just a second to acknowledge us, and then went back to tending to the cute redhead's slit with his mouth.

The man that was fucking Justin's ass so proficiently looked over to us now and said, "Hello," as he carried on with the plunges in and out of our son's anus. He was fucking Justin very well and his thrusts were nicely times. Justin would have been screaming his head off, I felt sure, if his mouth was not busy licking the redhead's pussy.

"Who are you?" I asked the man.

"I am Ned," he replied, giving Justin a real slamming thrust. "And the little girl is Becky," he added. "She's my granddaughter. Sweet, ain't she?"

"Yeah, she sure is," I replied. "How old is she?"

"Six", he panted.

"Hm, so is our boy here,"

"Oh, shit, is your boy I'm drilling here?" he said loudly.

"Yes, it is," I informed him. "Justin is our son, but don't worry about it. Just keep fucking his cute ass as long as you like, OK?"

"Are you … sure?" the man asked, gripping Justin's hips even harder now and ramming his dick even harder up Justin's ass. Cathy and I both moaned in unison seeing that. Justin halted in his pussy eating and screamed aloud. His mom and I both laughed.

"What's the matter, son?" I asked Justin, "can't you take it?'

"It … it hurts, Daddy! His cock .. is .. is TOO big! Ughhh…"

Cathy and I laughed again and so did Justin's fucker. The man then proceeded to fuck our boy faster and with far more fury to his thrusts. The girl pulled Justin's head back down between her parted legs and Justin, although sobbing in pain now, went back to licking her hairless tight quim.

It was less than two minutes later when the older man began to bellow and holler loudly. I knew he was about to cum, and I was right. He blasted a good-sized shipment of his fuck-juice up our boy's tight and wounded asshole. Justin shrieked at his felt the steaming fluid racing up his rectum! Cathy and I laughed a bit as his agony.

A minute later the man pulled out and in so doing made a plopping sound. He then turned to us once he had caught his breath again.

"Your kid has a fine ass. Nice and tight too," he announced. "I sure enjoyed fucking him. Just wanted you two to know that. He's gonna' make a damn good girly boy one day soon!"

"Well, thank you," I said.

"Yes, thank you much," Cathy also said. "And thank you for fucking him. That was very nice of you."

The old man nodded. "No problem," he said. "Anytime."

We noticed now that Justin's little body was well marked-up with cuts and bruises.

"Hey, how did that happen?" I asked the man, pointing out Justin's damaged skin.

"Oh, that was the guy that had him earlier," the man explained. "Some teenage kid named Ricky. He beat the shit out of your little lad here. I wanted to knock him around some too, but didn't have the heart for it once I saw how badly Ricky had done him in."

"Yes, I see what you mean," I replied, observing Justin more closely now. He really was bruised up quite badly.

"He should be okay in a few days," the man said.

"So, you like to beat kids too, just like that Ricky fellow?" my wife asked the man.

"Oh, hell yes, ma'am!" he responded rapidly. "I surely do! And I would love giving your boy here a real working over if he wasn't already so marked up."

"Well, like you just said, sir, he should be better in a few days, so why don't you give us your name and phone number and we will give you ours, and maybe you can come by next weekend and really give our son something to scream and cry about, hmm?" my sexy wife said to him.

The man grinned broadly, and then told us his name was George. We introduced ourselves and I located a pen and pad on the dresser near the bed and I wrote down the contact information for him, and he did the same for us.

George, Cathy and I chatted for awhile as Justin and Becky headed into the shower together to clean up. It seemed each room in this enormous-sized home had a bathroom attached to it, which was nice, and very convenient. After the two kids had showered, we tried locating Justin's clothing, but could not find it anywhere in that room. Justin assured us that this had been the only room he had been in all evening, and it was here, he proclaimed, that his clothing was initially ripped from his body by Ricky, his first rapist and tormentor.

From then on, Justin explained, he was raped, beaten, and tortured by many others, including women, and had not seen his clothing at all anywhere. We decide to just leave Justin naked and depart the room. We said good-bye to George, with a promise to contact him this coming week, and then we left.

It was some time later when we found Emily. We came upon her in a room down the other hallway. She was alone and naked. She was bound and gagged and laying on the bed. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her feet were tied together at the ankles. She had a blindfold, consisting of a pair of black panties, across her eyes, and it seemed she was sleeping. We tore the blindfold from her yes and she awoke. She smiled happily upon seeing us there.

"Hi Mommy! Hi Daddy! Hi Justin!" she cried out. "I fell asleep! Are we going home now?"

"Yes. sweetie," I assured her. "We are."

Cathy looked for Emily's clothing, but it was the same as with Justin; no clothing could be found for her. Thus, I cradled her in my arms and we headed for the nearest exit, which we discovered was in the kitchen. We didn't see anyone at all on our way out, so no good-byes were necessary.

I put the heater on right away in our car so that our two nude kids would not be too cold on the ride home. They were fine, as it turned out, at least temperature-wise. Both of them were marked up pretty good, and Emily confided to us that she had been thoroughly whipped by several different types of pain-inflicting instruments, by several different people, men and women alike, and even boys and girls, after I had left her in that room.

I felt somewhat guilty about having left her there, but was really thrilled to learn she had been so magnificently abused and hurt by so many sadistic people. I got one hell of a hard-on as she told us about what happened to her in detail. She really got it severely and cruelly! I only wished I could have seen it!

Both kids healed up nicely in less than a week's time, and we did contact George so that he could have his way with Justin. Poor Justin was beaten beyond words and could not stand, walk or sit for almost a week. Emily also got it, but George preferred boys, so Justin got it harder and longer.

Al and Luke now have Emily and Justin over to their homes on weekends, and they continue to train them both to be submissive sex and pain-sluts for their use and the use of other freaky perverts like themselves and like my wife and I. Their training is almost complete now, and Cathy and I are very proud of them both and also very grateful to Al and Luke for training them so well. Emily and Justin are now quite gifted pieces of ass, very skillful cocksuckers, great rim-job givers, devoted piss and cum-drinkers, and they now love being the slut pigs have been trained to be!

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