Perverts 'R' Us

Little White Slave Girls - Part 8

By Old Boy and Tinus ( M/g+, con, pedo )

The next night was much the same. I went to her room to treat Ingrid's wounds and she cried out when I used the nozzles, but there was a difference. I saw the lust in her eyes when I hurt her with the nozzles. After that we fucked again and she wanted me to hurt her again. She wanted me to bite her nipples again, even the wounded one.

I did it reluctantly, so I told myself, but I must confess it aroused me too. I made her bleed a little again but at least I could feel her pussy starting to loosen up so our 'treatment' also helped her with that, stretching her vagina.

Later that night I had a visit from Vicky. I was in my bed thinking over my experience with hurting Ingrid and how I liked doing that to her in some perverted way when Vicky came in.

"Can I ask you something, Daddy?" she said shyly.

"Sure Hon, where is Alice?"

"Oh Alice was real tired and she is sound asleep. That is fine with me though because I wanted to be alone with you to ask you my question."

"Okay hon. Ask me anything you want. You already know I would do anything for you girls."

"Well you know last night… when we asked you to uhm… hurt us a little too like you did Ingrid…. Well I talked with Alice about it and she said she didn't like it much. But I did. I liked it when you spanked my bum… but…. I uhhmm… want more."

"What do you mean more, love?" I said with a rising dick.

"I want uhm… to be alone with you like now... and uhm... have you spank me some more... but uhm… then do more like you did with Ingrid... fuck me harder and bite my nips. I want to try that too."

"I don't know, Hon. I don't like to hurt you girls." I said that not really sure if it was the truth. Maybe the thoughts of those perverts raping the girls and hurting them excited me in a way.

"Please Daddy. I don't fear a little pain. I think I might like it the way Ingrid does. Besides if it hurts too much I will ask you to stop, okay?" she said.

There were those puppy eyes again. I hated it when they did that. The girls knew it made me soft. Well not too soft to want to hurt them. The thought of hurting her aroused me so much that I feared there wouldn't be a way back once I started it. I really was something of a sadist.

As we were already naked I picked her up and bent her over my knees. I slapped her ass with my hand and enjoyed the red mark it left. Vicky screamed but I think she enjoyed it. Luckily the rooms were sound proof enough not to let her screams wake up everybody and so I slapped away.

She cried out as my spanking became harder and harder. My cock was also getting harder. I got carried away spanking her buttocks and I found myself catching my breath as I realized that Vicky was crying out in pain. Her ass looked like it was on fire as red as it was and then I felt something wet on my leg. Vicky had cum and it had left a big wet spot. I could see clearly she was getting off on this so without saying anything I pushed her on her back. My cock was throbbing so hard.

Was I enjoying hurting this little one? I started to lick her pussy slit and she panted. I licked her clittie and sucked it, teasing her. Her orgasm started and right when she exploded I sucked the sensitive digit hard into my mouth. She cried out in pain but her orgasm bucked in forcefully.

When she came to her senses again she whispered, "Wow Daddy. I didn't expect you to do that to my button. It hurt a bit but I never had such a hard cum." She blushed as if she was embarrassed to tell me that.

I still didn't talk. My cock needed some relief. It throbbed so hard that it hurt. I lowered myself between her legs and fed my cock into her cute pussy in one forceful thrust, stretching it quite suddenly right up to her cervix and bumping into it hard. Again she cried out.

Without waiting I pumped her hard and deep. Tears streamed down her cheeks but it wasn't from pain. She was actually getting off on this. Well she had asked for it and I was beginning to see why, so I pumped her harder and faster, deeper and rougher, until I felt my orgasm building.

When my cock started to spurt I bent down to her little tits. They were so cute, swelling precociously from her chest a little. I took one of her hard rosy nipples in my mouth. I hesitated but then I heard in my ear, "Do it Daddy, do it."

I pushed in as hard as I could and I bit into her tit flesh. She screamed really hard and her pelvis bucked up in a huge orgasm. She orgasmed and orgasmed as she let out some other strong noises I can't describe. I banged into her really hard and kept biting her stiff nipples hard but not too hard. I was afraid of damaging them.

I went mad, out of control, pumping her hard as I kept biting her nipples. When I came to my senses I realized that she was kicking and screaming, bucking and shaking all at the same time. I pulled out of her snug wet vagina and watched her until she passed out.

How could I let myself get carried away that much? Was it the same with those perverts who liked to hurt little girls? I was afraid of what I was becoming. I understood now how lust could drive a man to do such nasty things to helpless girls.

I looked down at my passed-out Vicky's young body. Her nipples looked a little swollen and with a few bite marks on them. It was almost the same thing I had seen on the girls' bodies when they were abused by those brutal perverts. I felt ashamed but also very excited. Her pussy was dripping stuff all over the bed. There was her cum, my cum, and even a little blood dripping from it.

Then my little girl came around. "I'm sorry if I hurt you too much, darling." I said.

"Don't worry, Daddy. It hurt a lot but I enjoyed it a lot too. It's not your fault. I asked for it, but I don't know if I want that again any time soon. I orgasmed like crazy. I have never done that before or felt feelings like that. But I'm sore now and I can't even stand..." I thought about what had just happened. It seemed that having been abused, raped and beaten, the girl had found some pleasure in being hurt. At some level she even wanted it.

I kissed her and she cuddled with me. I held her in my arms but I heard an 'Ouch' as her hurt nipples pressed into my chest hurting her again.

The next morning when I brought Ingrid her breakfast she told me that her clittie hurt and that I hadn't given it much attention after it was circumcised. She assumed that I didn't like it anymore the way it was now exposed and all.

I assured her it wasn't that. I was afraid it would hurt her too much playing with it now that it was exposed like that. However she said she needed it so bad and she opened her legs for me. I looked at it closely for the first time. It looked odd. A tiny button without its hood. It was like a tiny penis standing up. I bent down and licked it. I felt it throb.

Ingrid bucked up. It was really sensitive now without its protecting prepuce. I sucked it into my mouth and licked and sucked it over and over again. It was a little too sensitive to be doing that to her exposed clit, I thought. But Ingrid squealed and bucked up at me. She seemed to love it.

Suddenly she bucked up in orgasm and cried out, "Bite it, Daddyyyyy… bite it...Oh yes, I'm cummingggg….BITE IT.!!"

Without thinking I bit down on the little throbbing knob and Ingrid almost bounced right off of the bed. She cried out in ecstasy and pain. I could hardly hold her down as she thrashed about the bed as if she had a seizure. So I bit the clit again and again so I could help her achieve her orgasm.

Ingrid had orgasm after orgasm and then fell back on the bed. Finally I released her little clitoris from my mouth. I inspected it, frightened I might have damaged it but it wasn't that bad. It was beginning to frighten me how I lost control of myself when I got into hurting my little girls.

Her pussy was really dripping and I slowly entered her with my hard cock. It went in easier now as her vaginal tissue had loosened up. Partly it was because of the cream but also because of the everyday fucking we had now. She still wanted me to fuck her hard but she didn't ask me to bite her nipples anymore to get an orgasm.

I couldn't help it. I had to fuck her right then and there. I slowly entered her and then started pumping harder and faster. But then Alice walked in. She couldn't hold herself back any longer. She had been watching us from the hallway and wanted some action too. She climbed onto Ingrid in a sixty-nine position and started sucking Ingrid's exposed clit.

Seeing this just set me off. With Alice licking Ingrid's clit and me pumping her vagina it was like I was fucking Ingrid and getting a blow job from Alice at the same time. I started pumping with all I had. Faster and faster I went. Where or how I got the energy to do this I don't know.

That's when I felt a little hand squeeze the exposed shaft of my dick. I was about to explode. I had never felt anything so good, so tight in my life. I mean half of my dick was being squeezed and the other half was in Ingrid's now tightened pussy. I could feel the cum building pressure in my balls.

It wouldn't be long now before it had to find its way out. I could feel Ingrid's warm girly juices all over my dick. Then as I thought about my darling Ingrid and I looked at her, I could see we both were having satisfying orgasms. Ingrid was shaking so violently that if Alice wasn't on top of her she might hurt herself. That was it for me. I couldn't hold it back any longer. I shot load after load of cum.

It filled Ingrid's pussy so fast it came squirting out all over the place. I fell back against the wall. I could hardly hold myself up. I was shaking all over and it seemed like I couldn't get enough air in, I was breathing so hard. All I could do was lie there. Ingrid on the other hand was no better. Alice was still sucking away heavily on her clit.

Ingrid was screaming "OH....OH... DON'T STOP... DON'T STOP!!"

Her back was arched and had lifted Alice off the bed. But that didn't stop Alice. She just held on tight and kept on sucking and licking. Ingrid kept bucking that way until finally she let out a final scream of bliss and passed out.

Her body collapsed onto the bed throwing Alice to the foot of the bed and across my legs. I tried to catch her but I didn't have the strength. I just slid down the wall lying next to Ingrid. Alice lay there a minute breathing heavily. Then she crawled up on my side cuddling up with me.

I was glad Ingrid could have an orgasm without me biting her but part of me was disappointed too. Did I like it that much? But what amazed me most was that Alice enjoyed that too. I could tell 'cause her pussy juices were dripping down my back.. Oh how I wanted to roll over and lick and suck it right out of that sweet little twat. But I couldn't move. I was spent.

The next day Alice came to me and sat on my lap.

"Daddy," she said. "You know it's my birthday next week. It's my 7th birthday."

"Of course I know, darling. What do you want for your birthday?"

"I want you to torture me."

"What?" I said shocked. "Why do you want me to torture you? Vicky told me you didn't even like the spanking I gave you." These girls were too mature for their age. The treatment in the Mafia mansion had really twisted their minds.

"No I didn't. But I heard you hurt Vicky good and you do it to Ingrid all the time. I feel neglected and besides I want to try something different. At the mansion I heard girls telling me about their rough treatments. How their nipples and clits were clamped and even got some needles stuck in them. I want that for my birthday to see what it is like."

"I don't know, darling. I will have to think about that. I don't know if I can hurt you like that." Well my cock knew I could. It became hard in an instance.

"I'd like to be whipped too." she added.

I was even more shocked but my arousal was raised to even higher levels.

"Hmm. Let me think about it. I might grant your wishes but if I do I will play it as a real rape. I will play a brutal pervert and rape and hurt you good. Once we start there is no way back. There is nothing you can do to stop me. I will hurt you even harder if you try to stop me, just like a real rapist. What do you think of that?"

Naturally I had no intention of actually doing that but I thought it would give her second thoughts and she would want out of it. But I was wrong.

"Okay," she said. "We will do it that way. It will be more exciting knowing there is no way back and it will be real rape."

This little girl was able to continuously shock me but with these girls I should know better by now. Well, I thought to myself, that is how it would be. It couldn't be done in this house so I started making plans in my mind to 'abduct' her and take her to an awful place. Maybe even to the mansion's dungeon. It was abandoned now and I still had access. Yes, that would do it if I decided to do it at all.

"I have another surprise for you, darling," I said changing the subject. "We found your little sister Brianna. We will go and pick her up at the home she lives in tomorrow and settle her in here."

Alice jumped into my arms and hugged me. "Thank you, Daddy. I love you so much. But you will keep your other promise too, right?" Saying that she looked me in the eyes with hope, arousal, and fear.

"I said I might, darling. You will just have to wait 'till your birthday."

Later though as I realized that I sort of liked hurting the girls while having sex with them, I felt quite guilty about it. The three of them had already been traumatized at the hands of the Mafia and I should be seeking to wean them from associating sex with pain. Instead I was starting to act like some of the Mafia goons, hurting them.

So I determined that I would no longer do that to them. Instead I would show the girls that it was better to enjoy tender, caring sex with a man who loved them. I told Greta what I had done too. She was very experienced with various sexual desires and she would help me with this problem. Also she could talk to the girls and help them deal with their desire for pain, especially Ingrid.

I had finished my last day at work and so I could stay home with my girls most of the time now. Greta and I decided not to delay our wedding any longer. The sooner we were married, the sooner we could apply to adopt our girls. We looked forward to forming a real family together. We invited a few close friends and of course our girls were there, Ingrid still in a wheelchair.

The wedding took place in a small wedding chapel. Greta got to wear a white bridal gown and she was a beautiful bride, radiant to be getting married after so many years as a single woman. We had a small reception following the ceremony with a wedding cake and all that you would expect. Our girls especially enjoyed the affair. It was the first wedding any of them had attended.

The wedding night was memorable too. You can imagine what it was like for me to have my bride and friend Greta, a former prostitute, demonstrate all her skills at making love. I will not attempt to describe it except to say that it was a night I will remember fondly until the day I die. Marrying her was one of the best decisions I have ever made.

That is not to deny my love for my three young girls in any way, especially my dear Ingrid, but I found that I have enough love to go around and Greta also has a special place in my heart. I am truly a fortunate man. For her part Greta also loves being a mother to our girls and they love her too. Ours is truly a loving family. I hope I am not being too sentimental about this.

Moving on though, young Alice was about to celebrate her 7th birthday. Greta and I had arranged to get custody of her little sister, 2-year-old Brianna, whom we also had applied to adopt. Indeed the little girl arrived on the very day of Alice's birthday. She said it was the very best present she could ever have, being reunited with her little sister. Of course we had other presents for her too.

Brianna was a little redhead, just like her sister Alice. She wasn't sure who we all were at first but soon the child accepted us as her family. She was a cheerful child, very inquisitive and going around and looking into everything the way 2-year-olds will do. We were all pleased to add her to our family.

We are going to have another birthday to celebrate soon. Vicky will be 8 years old next week. She already has cute little tits poking out from her chest, very precocious for such a young girl. I really enjoy playing with her cute tits too. Of course I love all of my girls and Greta understands that I am fucking all of them (except for Brianna). She has no problem with that.

I have been working with Ingrid to get her to enjoy sex without pain. It is slow going but I am making some progress with her. With her permanently exposed clitoris I can always tease and suck that sensitive bud to bring her to a nice orgasm.

Now I am working on getting her to cum just from fucking with me. She still has the most interesting vagina, tight with little bumps inside that are very stimulating to my cock. Indeed one problem I have when fucking her is holding back my own orgasm until she is ready to cum with me.

But I didn't think about how persistent a little girl could be. The day after Alice's birthday she came to me. "Daddy," she said. "Why did you break your promise to me?"

"What promise, darling?" I replied.

"You promised me a rape and torture for my birthday," she said.

"Well darling, I decided not to go on with that. I think hurting you girls is wrong and so I won't do it."

"But you promised," she said sounding mad now. "You broke your promise to me and now I can never trust you again. If you can break this promise you can break them all." She really cried now.

"But I will have to hurt you and that would be wrong. I would feel guilty about that."

"But I want it so bad. I promise you it will be only one time. If you do this for me I will be able to trust you again and I will never ask anything like that again." She gave me the puppy eyes again.

She had me cornered. In her eyes I broke my promise to her and now I had to redeem her trust in me. She was right, if I broke this promise she wouldn't know if I would keep my other promises. So I had to go on with it.

"Well darling, if you put it like that I don't have a choice. I will do it then but only once and it will be rough. Please consider changing your mind about it as I don't want to hurt you."

"I won't. I want you to do it. And don't hold back on me. I want to experience the same as my sisters did, to understand them better. I want the clamps, the whip and all the other stuff they had to suffer."

So it was agreed. I started to make plans for her 'rape' tomorrow. I went to the dungeon at the mansion to discover all the stuff was still there. There were whips and clamps and dildos. Some of the clamps were rusty old crap used on the girls they were going to kill anyway. But there were also bags with clean sterilized clamps. These were the kind used by paying customers on girls they didn't want to be ruined. They were the ones I would use on Alice.

With pain in my head I made everything ready for tomorrow. I felt guilty already for planning to hurt my little girl, but Alice insisted that I had to go on with it.

To be continued

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