Perverts 'R' Us

Who Blows The Candles Out?

By Pagan ( Rape, tort, inc-son/mom, m+/F )

Copyright Kayce69@fsworld.co.uk

Charlotte, a 29 year old vision of loveliness, crossed her long legs. She could have been a catwalk model, but no. She had a child-like innocent beauty, which is what you would have expected from a convent upbringing. She was sitting in the restaurant with her husband Paul, a man 16 years her senior and his 13 year old daughter, Clare, who was a teenager today; they were having a birthday lunch before her big outing with her two best friends tonight.

Charlotte felt uncomfortable. She was slightly aware of the three men who watched them. Being such an attractive woman, she often got stares, so she did her best to forget about it. Besides, she didn't want anything to spoil today, so she took no notice. Her main happiness was the relief that she wouldn't have Clare's older brothers to get drunk and cause trouble on this special occasion. She adored Clare, but she despised them.

Charlotte Richmond, now Banning, was an only child. Both parents were dead and only an uncle somewhere in the dim, distant past as her family. When her mother died and father knew he would not last long, she was sent to a convent. Father knew that his brother had offered to look after Charlotte, but he also knew that his brother wanted more than a new daughter - he wanted something nice to play with. He had seen the way he looked at her. Not only was his brother repulsive, but also being deformed with a large humped back, it was unlikely he would ever marry, and the thought of his beautiful daughter alone in a house with him - oh no, she was much safer at the convent.

She had taken to music, lived a full concert-playing life, traveling the world, living out of a suitcase in old bed-sits or boarding houses, till at 25 she met Paul. He had lost his first wife after a car she was driving mysteriously crashed. Now he seemed so lonely and in need of tender loving care. He was such a gentle sweet man, a little overweight, but most rich men are. He gave her everything she could have wished for, and she of course enjoyed the high life. So, after a very romantic, but short courtship, he married his virgin bride.

Maybe it wouldn't have worked out so romantic if the courtship had been longer, and she had met his sons before the marriage - 18 year old James, 17 year old Andy and 15 year old Simon. They were boarding school rich boys, and Paul would never hear anything against them. He used to say that they are going to take over the firm one day, so they must be perfect. It was like they had a power over him. He gave little time to lovely Clare, and that's why she was Charlotte's favorite - a young teenager, but she was already a stunning beauty.

The bill was duly paid and the three left for home, thinking to maybe a swim in their pool or to just relax before tonight. They had only been home some twenty minutes when the bell went. Paul answered it and was hit full in the face as the three men from the restaurant, with a fourth barged their way in, dragging Paul and throwing him onto a chair. Charlotte and Clare just sat in stunned silence.

"That's right, ladies, everybody stay calm and quiet, nobody move and nobody will get hurt. Wouldn't want to spoil the little lady's birthday now, would we? A little business to sort, then we will be on our way."

Paul, holding his bleeding nose, sat up in the chair as the women held onto each other. Clare wished she hadn't worn the rather short skirt and crop top, as one of the men feasted his gaze on her young body, which was only made worse as he cast his eyes along to the fullness of Charlotte's blouse and long tanned legs that made her skirt look even shorter in the sitting position.

"O.K., fatso, your kids have run up enough gambling debts with our boss. They haven't paid on time, so you get to pay them off or that bloody nose will be only the beginning of your discomfort. Or, of course, we could hurt the ladies. My friend here is a bit of a sadist, and I can assure you he would enjoy that."

"I'll pay, I will pay. Please don't hurt me. Do what you like to the women, but please don't hurt me. I don't have a lot of money here, but you can have a check - you know I'm good for it."

The two women couldn't believe their ears. "Do what you like"? "I'll pay"? What kind of man was this?

"The bill is 12,000. If it's a check, you and me are going to the bank to get it. I'm not going back to the governor without cash in my hand, so for fuck sake, stop sniveling. Go and get your coat. Come on, move your fat ass. Let's get this over with."

Paul moved and got his coat. He was so scared he was almost running for the door. While this was happening, the two women had their wrists fastened behind them with cable straps and were told to sit quietly and not do anything silly. The three men looked around the large house for drink and goods worth taking. It hadn't been long when two of them came back and asked Charlotte where the wall safe was.

The wall safe was in the bedroom behind a light fitting. She knew it only had about 1700 in it, but it also contained her jewelry, and that she didn't want to lose. She thought of lying, but there was little choice, as the one who seemed to be the boss got hold of Clare's head and held a knife to her eye. Then, with evil in his face, he just looked at Charlotte.

"One or two with your martini? If I pluck them out, you wouldn't have to keep an eye on your drink and she'd be blind drunk. Here's lookin' at ya!" His laugh was as evil as his look.

He waved the knife closer, and Charlotte knew she had no way out of this. She gave in.

"Stop, leave her alone. I'll show you, it's upstairs."

He pulled her to her feet and they both went into the hall and up the stairs, leaving the other one downstairs. As they climbed the stairs she felt his hand on her back, then it slid down, pushing her as well as feeling all over her ass. Her steps quickened as much as her skirt and tied hands would let her. She was almost running as they reached the top of the stairs and turned into the master bedroom.

"It's behind the middle wall light, pull it down and turn anti-clockwise."

He sat her down in one of the three chairs and soon he had the money and the jewelry on the dressing table, ready to start counting. It wasn't long before he was disturbed by the other thug, carrying a bag that Charlotte knew only too well. He emptied the contents on the chair.

"What the fuck, Ray? Where did you find that lot?"

"In one of the rooms. I reckon it's one of the sons' rooms by the look of it. These must be his, and he must have a hot-ass girlfriend with one hell of a kink. Someone's into bondage and sex toys in a big way."

Charlotte looked at the chair. There were ropes, ring gags, straps, clips and different types of vibrators. She shuddered. These were things she had put to the back of her mind, but things that would not stay there. As the men continued to count the money and check the jewelry, she looked at the bag. Memories of the past four years flooded back to the first time she met her stepsons.

* * *

She had been married for five weeks when the boys came home for the summer break. Clare was in Sweden for summer skiing, and it was just before Paul was due to fly to Berlin for a business week. She was nervous at meeting them, and she soon realized why - arrogant was not the word.

For the five days before Paul's trip, they treated him like a servant. You wouldn't believe that they were the sons he idolized. As for Charlotte, they didn't have much to do with her. She was treated more as a house guest than as their new mother - polite, but nothing else except they whispered and smiled a lot when she was around.

The day came and Paul left for Berlin. There was a strange feeling around the house, like just before a storm, a kind of quiet. Charlotte felt uneasy - she was in the kitchen cleaning up after tea, trying not to get her new summer dress wet when she heard them laughing in the lounge. Hoping to become more like a family, she went to see what was happening. James and Andy sat on the big sofa and Simon was in the easy chair.

"Hello, we have a visitor. Come in, sit with us, we are going to watch a video. Why don't you watch with us, maybe you would enjoy it. It is unusual," Simon sniggered.

Charlotte went over and sat between the two elder boys. They smiled at her and pressed "play", and the screen flickered and came to life.

The picture showed a sitting room with French windows. A woman came through them and suddenly there were three masked men who jumped her, pinning the struggling woman to the floor while ripping her clothes off. When she was naked she was lifted up, her wrists tied behind her, bent over a table, and one of the attackers came up behind her with his cock out and pushed it in her ass and started to fuck it. As the woman on the screen tried to wriggle and move, so did Charlotte.

"I don't think any of us should be watching this. Turn it off. I'm sorry to spoil your fun, but I think it's disgusting," Charlotte said as she tried to get up.

The two boys held her firm, "Come on, mummy, if you don't watch it we can always make you."

Charlotte, now very frightened, went to move again. James nodded to Simon as the grip on Charlotte tightened. Simon got up, picking up a bag that had been on the floor beside his chair. He was in front of Charlotte as he pulled out a rope about 18 inches long, with a slip-knot at either end - which were soon around each of Charlotte's wrists. She was pushed forward and her elbows fastened with a strap, pulling the rope tight across the front and pinning her hands to her sides.

While this was happening, Simon had strapped her ankles together. She was shouting and screaming so much that they had great delight in fitting a ball gag in her mouth. Then they pulled her back and resumed watching the film.

Charlotte's mind raced, but she could not help seeing the video. Unable to move, she watched as the poor woman was still tied kneeling forward, her legs spread over one guy with one cock up her cunt, another pushing her down with his cock in her ass, and the third kneeling in front of her enjoying the pleasure of pulling her hair up and fucking her mouth.

There was a slow-building feeling of fear as she looked at the room that this poor woman was in. She knew it! How could that be? My god, it was the summer house at the side of the lake, and as the picture panned to the cock in her mouth she could see it was Paul's first wife, their mother.

A sharp yelp and a long groan alerted the boys to Charlotte's realization. Andy whispered in her ear, "Mother was a bloody good fuck and it was fun making her enjoy the fucking we gave her. She could never suck cock like that before we taught her. Well, it was either go along with what we wanted, or live as a pauper.

"You see, we had pictures of her affair with dad's partner. She used to go out with him, always had a soft spot - which is good, because that made it easy to plant the idea in dad's mind. But she never had the affair - oh no, it was only James and his wizardry on the computer that made those pictures great, plus a few forged sex letters for good measure. She knew nothing about computers anyway. After that she knew we meant business, so she did what all mothers should do and looked after her boys' needs.

"Then there were other photos, you understand, the real ones we took later - they where enough to keep her legs open, whenever we wanted to fuck her. We all fucked her a lot for eighteen months. Then she kills herself, all because she had James' baby. We told her to stay on the pill. Does that shock you, mummy dear? I bet dad didn't tell you about that baby. We put the idea in dad's head. We told him it was from an affair. Suppose that's what pushed her over the edge, anyway it died with her. She would have taken Clare as well, after we told her the plans we have for that beauty's cute body. Then you came along. You don't know how pleased we where to see dad marry a nice young piece of cunt - also one with big tits as a bonus. Mum's tits were never big enough to tie up, but yours should pop out a treat."

Charlotte struggled, but Andy carried on. "Don't fight it, you aren't going anywhere - well, that's not strictly true, we are taking you upstairs to bed. Do you like the big four poster? We had mum get dad to buy it. You can see some of the rope rub marks on the post where mum used to try and get untied while Simon was using the nipple clamps on her. I wonder what you'll do when he uses them on your big, brown points?"

James stopped watching the video and spoke to her. "Andy's been filling you in on our fun times, you can see for yourself. If you want, you can watch them all. We have a dozen more films, all rape, we did like to spank mum, as you can see." On the screen, the poor woman was tied over the table, sucking a cock while the other two where beating her exposed ass with wooden spoons. To add to her indignity, there was a banana sticking out of her cunt.

James continued, "Well, new mummy dear, how much fun are you going to be? Doesn't sound to us like you've fucked around a lot. Seems a waste not to have that sweet little hole of yours fucked to its full capacity. I bet having all three of us fucking each hole at once is going to be a new experience for you.

"I do hope you can learn to suck cock all the way and swallow. There is nothing better than good head, don't you agree? As for that little beauty between your legs, we will trim it up the way we like it and fuck it all different ways till we find what you like best. Oh yes, believe me, there is nothing more fun than a hot woman - one who really hates you, begging you to fuck her, especially if you can keep her hot and begging for it all night long, and I've got just the things to use on your cunt for that.

"Talking of begging, we will also find your pain threshold or should I say thrash-hold, that's Simon's favorite. I warn you, don't get in a room alone with him too often, not with the amount of restraints he has. Believe me, you will have little choice in the matter and he's got some great gags so we won't hear you. If he gets you alone, he will fuck you and beat you in ways you can't imagine, and as you can see from the video we like to fuck for a long time. So, do you think you can get used to some all-night sessions? Bet you can."

"Why don't we go upstairs, get these clothes off, make in-roads on your body, just have a play with you and make a start."

As they went upstairs, there was Simon, pulling her by a dog lead. He had fitted it while she struggled on the sofa. The other two walked at her side. James leaned over to her and kissed a tear that was running down her face.

"Get used to it, there is nothing you can do. We intend to fuck you for a long time to come. I have already got some goods on you. On my hard-drive I have rigged up pictures of you pregnant, letters from a clinic that did the abortion, and a signed document on how they rigged the blood capsule for your virgin bride rip-off as you tried to bag a rich husband. And remember, if mum gave up trying to reason with us, you would be wasting your time.

Dad will get rid of you, and you can do nothing about it. You know he will believe us and any other problems you may give us, me and my computer will eliminate them. Now let's go into the bedroom and see what you have between those lovely legs of yours, would you like me to carry you over the threshold, mummy?"

James bent down and picked her up. She slumped over his shoulder, and he grinned at the other two as he turned and went into the bedroom. He stood in front of the big mirror and looked at her pert ass sticking up. He was unable to resist such a lovely sight. His hand went to the back of her knee and slowly moved up, watching its movement up under her light summer dress.

The other two came round, and they too slid their hands up her legs. Soon they were all feeling the helpless woman's bottom. She groaned, wriggled, and fought to free herself but to no avail.

Simon came nearer and bent to Charlottes ear. "You got a nice, firm, beautiful ass. It should make a nice sound when I sting it. Mum could really dance on the end of a rope, bet you do too." Charlotte let out another moan.

James threw Charlotte onto the bed, which knocked the wind out of her, making her gasp in the gag. Andy retied her ankles. "Just going to keep you immobile for a little longer," said James, "but soon we will cheer you up by opening those lovely legs. They do look inviting, now that you can't pull your dress down. Nice shape, nice tan. I can't wait to see the white bits, but we must go and get the rest of the kit. I really think you will need a lot of breaking in, and believe me, we will enjoy every minute of it."

They left the room and she pulled at her tight bonds. Her ankles had been crossed so it would be impossible to stand. Could she get to the door and lock it somehow? She moved to the edge of the bed and tottered carefully. The first hop sent her to the floor. She wriggled and crawled towards the door. If she could just get to the wall, slide up, and lock it.

She got close, and she could hear them as she reached the wall. Their voices got louder. They were coming to the stairs as she slid up the wall. She was putting her hand on the lock, just as Simon's hand closed on hers, and James's voice came from behind.

"Oh, dear, mummy doesn't want to play with her boys. She will have to be taught to do as she is told. Simon, would you like to teach mummy? I'm sure you won't mind. Besides, Andy and me can always go and prepare the video and set scenes for mummy's film debut. Here, you will need the bag,"

Simon took the bag and looked at Charlotte. "Me and mummy alone for a time. Will you play 'happy families' with me? Or are we going to hear that nice sound of ass slapping sooner than I hoped? Bye, fellas," and he shut the door behind him and stared at her.

All the boys were strong for their age, and Simon was already a good rugby player, so he had no trouble in pulling Charlotte to the bottom of the bed. He untied her elbows and tied a rope around her wrist ties, forcing her arms straight up to the bed canopy, leaving her at full stretch facing the bed. Simon stood behind her, running his hands up and down her back, then to her ass, squeezing it, fondling it, and then pulling her dress up slowly, revealing her beautiful legs till he could slide his hand round and touch her pants, feeling her cunt through the thin nylon. Both hands came round and pushed under her pants sliding between her legs, letting his finger probe into her slit. He pulled her back and ground his hard cock into her ass so she could feel just how big and hard he was.

"I think it's time to tie those legs apart and have a good feel up those long, sexy pins - in fact all over this body of yours. Pity I shall have to cut your new dress, but I'm sure daddy will buy you a new one if you ask him. You can give him a nice blow job. I don't see how anyone could refuse you anything with such a pretty mouth when it's full of cock."

With the movement of an expert, he soon had Charlotte's legs wide apart and tied to the corners of the bed. Simon brought over the bedroom stool and sat behind her, his hands again wandering up under her dress to her inner thighs. This time he had total freedom between her spread legs.

His fingers first enjoyed her asshole before seeing how far two fingers would go up into her cunt. Charlotte could do nothing but hang there as the abuser relished his task. It seemed to go on forever, but it was the sound of scissors cutting cloth that brought a bigger threat closer to her.

Simon cut every bit of the dress from her body, leaving her in just her black nylon panties. Her tits were firm enough not to need a bra. She only wore one to hide her long, thick nipples from view. Soon Simon was finding that out for himself, and he couldn't resist standing behind her and massaging her tits, pulling her nipples, and twisting them in his fingers. He whispered, "With tits this size you will be able to lick and suck your own nipples, just for my viewing pleasure." Tears of pain ran down her face, but he just twisted harder, still whispering in her ear, "This is nothing to the pain I'm going to give your ass."

As she tried to stop crying, he was cutting her panties from her body revealing her pert, full, rounded ass. Pulling her hair back, he pushed them under her nose, "Smell good? They should, seeing where they have just been, but it's not the panties I want, it's what goes in them I'm going to have fun with." Then, reaching in the bag, he got out his favorite paddle, ready to turn her ass red. He rolled up his sleeve and took his first full blow. Being tied the way she was, there was no way out of the blow and the gag did its job of making her scream just a pathetic cry.

Blow after blow stung every bit of her bottom. At first Charlotte screamed into her gag, but as the attack heated her ass she just hung and sobbed. Simon stopped, "I'll let your ass cool down before a little caning." She shook her head as she felt his fingers probing her ass.

"Spanking always gives me a hard on, and as it was your ass that caused it, then it's only fair I use your asshole to relieve it. I bet it's the first time anyone has fucked your ass. Hope you enjoy it, I know I will."

She felt a wet finger pushing into the crack and then she moaned as his hard cock forced itself in and up, squeezing past the entrance muscle until it pushed into her. She screamed as he broke through, but he kept going until all his 8 inches were buried in her.

He loved the squeals that came from behind the ball in her mouth. As if the pounding in her ass was not bad enough, he took great delight in twisting her nipples again, pulling them hard forward till she thought they would come off in his hands. Her cunt was the next to feel his lust, being pulled apart as his fingers twisted her clit, making her squirm to his pleasure, only offering to stop if she wiggled herself into him as he fucked her ass mercilessly.

"Come on mummy, enjoy it, your ass fucks great but I can't feel a sticky wet cunt yet. Still, that will come, you better get used to having your ass screwed. If we had kept fucking mother's ass, you wouldn't be here, but you are. So take it, take it all. It's coming, get ready for a hole full of cream," in the next moment she felt him pump her full. "God, that was one good fuck," he said, pulling himself out. Hanging there helpless before her tormentor, she felt his cream ooze out of her. She sobbed as she heard it dripping onto her bedroom carpet.

"Now what we need is a good caning, just to let you know what you get if you don't give it to us all the time, at anytime we want. Do you understand? If we want to make a film, you fuck. If we need it at night, you fuck. At any time and in any hole, you fuck." With that, the first strike of the cane whipped through the air, hitting her just above her sore asshole. She shot forward, and the bed creaked, but held her firm for the second and third that had her almost chewing the ball gag.

"I'll give you a few more, then I will see if you feel like showing me how good you kiss and suck cock and how far you can get it down your throat. The way you lick balls should be interesting, and of course you swallow every drop, because the more cum drops I can count the more cane strokes I can count, you understand?"

She tried to nod but the fourth and fifth cane strokes got her jumping again. Then there was a gap as she waited for the sixth, and he made sure that one was the best.

As soon as he untied her wrists, she slumped forward onto the bed. "Don't leave your ass up like that, I may give it some more," he laughed as she tried to bend her tied legs and squirm her ass down. Her legs were released from the bed, and then she was dragged down to the kneeling position. Her arms were pulled up and over her head, then down hard to be fastened off with the rope around her waist before going down to her ankles that were crossed and tied again. He sat on the stool beside her and admired his handy work while squeezing and mauling her tits.

"Now the gag's coming off and I don't want to hear a sound from you, just the slurping and sucking of my cock in your mouth. That's if I can leave these tits alone long enough to get round to giving your mouth a cock full. God, they're a nice big handful. You know I would love to tie them up, but we are saving that for a movie about… No wait, you'll find out, you will be starring in it."

She looked at him, but not even the tears rolling down her face moved him. He just grinned as he said, "In this movie we will tie them and then hang you by them. People pay a fortune for that stuff."

Charlotte groaned again as the gag was taken off. "Water," was all she was allowed to say. Simon grinned and told her to open her mouth. He put his cock in and started to piss. Tied the way she was, it was easy for him to empty his bladder into her then stand back and laugh as she wretched and choked. "Alright you had a drink, now suck the other stuff out of it." He grabbed her hair, and she could do nothing but open her mouth and let him fuck it.

In between hard fucks, he would take it out and make her kiss and lick it and tickle his balls with her tongue, and every time he put it back in her mouth, he pushed that bit further down her throat until all eight inches filled her mouth and throat. He started fucking her face faster and faster until suddenly, holding her still, he came.

Simon stood up and pushed her to the side, "Lay there, mummy. I'll tell the others to come and see my art markings. Your ass makes a fine canvas." Charlotte just lay there, tears running down her face trying to spit out as much of his filth as she could, but to soon the other two came in.

"Oh, poor mummy! We warned you about Simon. Come on, lets rub some cream on your body," they lifted her onto the bed undid the ropes, then they laid her flat and tied her arms up to the bed-head. Even with the red marks and tear stains, she still looked beautiful.

"You want us to gag you?" she shook her head. "Good, then it's snog time with mummy, give us a kiss." James held her jaw hard, forcing her mouth open, making room for his tongue. As he gorged on her mouth, Andy sucked her nipples and his fingers toyed with her cunt. James stopped, "You give me some tongue and Andy will rub some cream on your sore body. You don't, and Andy will put some more marks on it." As James kissed her, fear forced her to open her mouth and meet his tongue with hers, and with fear of what they could do to her as a driving force, she kissed back passionately.

Andy pulled her legs up and over until her sore bottom was revealed. Squirting some cream on to his hand, he massaged her ass, running his hand all over her delicious globes. As he did, he put more and more cream onto his fingers, and then made sure they went into her ass and cunt. He worked hard on her cunt until he found it easy to slide in.

James worked hard on kissing her, all the time gently playing with her tits. Andy gave a little cough, the signal that Charlotte was getting wet. Her body was betraying her. She tried to stop, but James forced himself further into her mouth.

Andy's hand went to the bag, took out a vibrator, and slowly started to push it in. The cream and the wetness soon had allowed about three inches in. When he switched it on slow, his other hand slid to her clit and started to rub.

By now, Charlotte knew she was feeling things she shouldn't. This couldn't be, but kissing had always been a main factor in her foreplay. James kissed very hard and strong, and her body, if played with gently, would always respond and her cunt would get wet. That was what it was doing now, and without noticing her legs were opening, the unusual feeling of the vibrator, now almost all in, was making her hips jump and twitch. Andy's fingers were replaced by his tongue as he licked her clit. When he upped the speed on the vibrator, her kisses became more passionate, her mouth opened wider to accept the stabbing tongue, and her nipples hardened under James rubbing hand. As he heard Andy take his clothes off, he pulled away from Charlotte's lips.

"Time to fuck mummy. Mummy's cunt is wet, hot and ready for a nice, big, strong cock. Don't think daddy has something like this in his trousers, and I'm sure he doesn't know how to make mummy cum, but we do. It will be interesting to see how you feel."

Charlotte bit her lip and tried to close her legs. "Keep them open," he commanded, "we can always tie them open. But let's face it, you will lose the fun of what you are about to have done to you. Here, let me untie your hands. I don't think you want to fight, I think you want that big cock right now."

As he untied her, Andy slid between her legs and slowly pushed himself in. Though wet, it was still nice and tight, plus Andy was well built, all of 9 inches. He didn't ram her, he wanted to have her enjoy this, just nice and easy. He could see it was getting to her, and as soon as he started kissing her open mouth, he felt her knees raise and clamp his side. He put more power into his strokes, their kissing was now together and she couldn't stop herself going into her orgasm. Still, he pumped on as much as she told him "enough". She had never had anything so big in her before and soon she was reaching her second orgasm, bucking her hips up to meet him as he flooded himself into her, kissing her savagely on the mouth.

Simon stood there with a grin from ear to ear, "Well that's her first film made and what a star! Bet dad would like a first copy. Did she enjoy Andy's dick or what?" As Andy got off the bed he gave Simon a high five, "Won't need the pregi photos after all, she seems up for it." Charlotte turned her face to the pillow and cried. James put his head down beside her, "No time for tears. Your little boy James hasn't had any of mummy's cunt yet. I'm going to get on my back, you're going to sit on my cock and fuck me. Get them legs open again, it's time for you to ride the wild cock."

Andy and Simon pulled her and positioned her over James. They lowered her down till she sat on yet another monster cock, which filled her completely. They put handcuffs on her, holding her hands behind her. Then Simon and Andy kissed and sucked her mouth and nipples while James fingered her clit before playing the tip of the vibrator on her hard nub. Again, being unable to stop them, she felt her body jump and move on the enormous cock.

Charlotte felt ashamed, but couldn't help herself, nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She didn't even feel the handcuffs come off, she didn't know what she was doing as she gyrated to yet more, forced, orgasms. She held Andy's head to her nipples while grabbing the vibrator to her cunt as she came again and again, screaming as she did. That part was the second half of her movie that Simon held tightly in his hand.

Charlotte lay exhausted and disgusted with herself on the bed. James looked at her. "Time for mummy to have a rest, time to lay back and think of the things we are going to teach you tomorrow, and reflect on the big cocks that had you today, while we surprise you with something you don't know anything about."

They stood on the bed and took off a false piece revealing lots of hooks in the canopy. Before she could move they held her, the bag was put on the bed, the first thing out was a gag in the shape of a man's cock and it wasn't long before it was strapped on and she was sucking on it.

Next her elbows were tied tight behind her, forcing her ample tits out even further. Her wrists were tied and a belt put around her waist. A heavily knotted rope was tied to her wrist ropes, then passed through the belt and down between her legs, pushing into the crack of her ass, then up between her cunt lips, each knot fitting into her most sensitive parts. Then they pulled her hard up to the canopy lifting her up from the bed, her legs spread and tied to each corner at the bed end.

"Hope you're comfy and you sleep well. Oh, I nearly forgot something to keep you company through the night. After mother had these forced up her all night, she was horny for days. I hope it has the same effect on you." Charlotte moaned in her gag as Simon pushed a set of vibrating balls up under the rope and into her cum-soaked cunt, "Don't worry, these won't let you down, the batteries are new," he laughed as he switched the light out and closed the door.

In the darkness, Charlotte's mind whirled. What had she gotten herself into? How could a woman who had only known one man in a gentle interment way have done all these things in such a short time? What had these three evil boys planned for her? How could she escape, and oh god, what was that feeling inside her that was heating her sexual desires again? Every movement forced one or more of the knots to do things, touching her and worst of all, making the vibrating balls move on to a more exciting level, until she found herself not concentrating on her problem, but moving her body more and more on the knots, pulling her bound wrists back, forcing the rope to push the balls further up her till she reached an incredible orgasm.

As time went on, her body was forced to cum again. It was a while after her third orgasm that the door opened and the light blinded her for a moment. As her eyes cleared, to her horror she saw it was Simon, "Hello mummy having a good time?" His grin sent shivers down her as he walked towards the bed, knelt and touched her. "Oh what a wet girl, your cunt's dripping, you have had some fun, shall we have some more?" Charlotte moaned through the gag and shook her head, but all he did was reach in the bag and take out what looked like a stick of chalk. It was when he twisted it and that awful buzz filled her ears she knew that something else was going to happen to her.

He smiled as he touched it to her cunt, but to Charlotte it was like an electric shock. That and the ones vibrating up inside her, made her body jump. The more he rubbed it on her clit, the more she jumped, and the more he was enjoying the way he was adding to her sorrow.

He bent down to her nipples and started to suck, pulling them as far as he could with his teeth, and then licking the rock hard bud.

"You enjoying all this attention your body's getting, mummy? I bet it's more than daddy does to you. Do I hear a yes? Why not let your loving boy give you some more?" he taped the little vibrator to the rope that went between her cunt lips, letting it play on her clit. The vibration was driving her wild, and he picked up a small riding crop and started to slap her all around her hairs, making her jump and forcing the vibrators to work on her heated, wet cunt. He was really enjoying the helplessness of the naked, bound woman stretched out in front of him.

He went to the bag and got a cord to put around her tits. Then he sucked the nipple up and tightened the cord around the base until her breast ballooned. He got up, and with that same arrogant smile he walked around the bed and did the same to the other. Now both breasts pointed fully at the ceiling. "One final touch, how do these look?"

Charlotte's body was going into a uncontrolled orgasm as she looked at the nipple clamps dangling in Simons hand. He waited until she was in the throws of cumming, and then clipped them on.

Charlotte's torment was uncontrollable. She shook her shoulders, trying to get the clamps off, but as she did she forced the vibrators to work on her cunt. She was blowing hard through the gag and staring hard at Simon as he sat looking at her on the bed. "Mummy used to fight them too, I used to like to leave her till she got so hot that I just took the balls out and fucked her. She would beg me to fuck her cunt and ass if I promised to take them off. You want to beg?"

After a few seconds, Charlotte nodded. "Now, to beg we have to take that big plastic cock out of your mouth, so just concentrate on begging. That's a warning. Anything else could not be good for you. Remember, treat me nice and say nice things, but most of all, make them dirty nice begging things, you follow?" Charlotte nodded.

Simon reached behind her, un-clipped the gag, and slowly pulled it from her mouth. She licked her lips. "Is that in anticipation of my cock in your mouth, or do you want to drink some more piss?" Charlotte tried to think as rationally as what was happening to her would allow, she thought if this was to end without too much pain for her, then humiliation was all she could ask for and the worse she made it for herself the happier Simon would be. She looked up at him, "Please, Simon, I really need a drink. Let me have your piss, ple-please piss in my mouth. It will be all wet for your cock to fuck it. Before you give me your piss, take those playthings out of my cunt so I can get ready for your big cock to fuck me. I really need a proper fucking. Please Simon, my cunt is begging for you to fuck it."

"Well mummy, not bad for an amateur. But first, I really do need a piss, so open up and don't waste any or we will start all over again, Charlotte prepared herself as Simon put his cock on her lips and started. She swallowed as fast as she could. It seemed to go on forever until finally it just spit its last drops. "You see how much you have learnt in such a sort time. This time yesterday you wouldn't have been able to drink all that. We will soon have you a willing sex slave. Now suck it."

She was in pain. The vibrators in and on her cunt were doing her without her noticing. Her body had started to betray her and get hot again. "Simon, please fuck me. I need it bad, please."

Simon put his hand on her cunt and played with it. "MMMM, mummy, we are getting wet, aren't we? Now shut the fuck up and suck." Defeated, she opened her mouth and took his cock. As she did, Simon tweaked and pulled the clamps, playing with the balloons she used to call breasts. Then his hands moved down to the vibrator on her cunt, tugging the rope. Her eyes opened wide as each knot did its worst and sucked him harder as another forced orgasm took control of her body, bringing her head up to be able to suck him down as far as possible, hoping to get him to cum before she did.

Simon couldn't hold out any longer. Playing with her and making her cum had the same effect on him and he pumped her mouth full. She was in the middle of her own orgasm and trying to spit his filth from her mouth, when suddenly the door opened and the two others entered.

Simon smiled at them, and James laughed, "Simon, doesn't your dick ever get tired of fucking? And I thought we weren't going to tie her tits up till the film. Now we will have to use make-up on them. But I must say they do look real good that size. Look Andy, he put those vibrators up her. Does she like them as much as mother did?" Simon put his hand down and rubbed the rope then smelt his fingers, looking at them he nodded.

James and Andy walked to the bed. "O.K. mummy, lets get you untied, get those balls out and put some real cock in you." Charlotte was untied, all but her wrists, the tormenting balls were removed, and she was picked up and put over the bedroom stool in a perfect position, so that Andy could fuck her mouth and James could enjoy taking her from behind.

Charlotte's body had been kept in such a high state of arousal that as soon as James was in, she found herself helplessly responding by sucking the entire length of Andy's cock and grinding back into James until they both filled her.

The boys had enough. They needed sleep, so it was time to put Charlotte to bed. They pushed her nylon panties into her mouth, keeping them there with tape. They tied her ankles to her wrists, covered her and left. She drifted in and out of a troubled sleep, and she had only had four hours rest when suddenly James came in. "Wake up, Mummy. It's time to make you a hardcore film star."

* * *

"Look at these."

Charlotte was suddenly brought back to reality. One of the thugs had brought in a handful of pictures and three videos. "Found some more stuff in that kids room. They were hid well, what do you think? Could be good stuff." He put them with the bag and the ring leader picked them up, his eyes opened wide and the words "bloody hell" filled the room.

He looked at Charlotte, "You get on well with his kids I see, very well," Charlotte was dumb struck. They had found Simon's pictures of all the perverted things they had forced her do. "You like a bit of fun with the lads. It's you that's the kinky girlfriend. They all share you, don't they? Very happy families. These pictures are something else, but I really want to see the videos, they must be really hot. How about we three go downstairs and see what the young lady is doing with our friend Jack?" Clare. Charlotte had forgotten about her while being wrapped up in her own thoughts.

Her heart broke as she entered the lounge. Clare had her arms folded behind her, held tight by three cable straps. She was lying across the settee on her stomach, and she was naked, her torn clothes were scattered all over the floor. Charlotte could see smudges of blood on her inner thighs, she had red marks on her bottom as well as dried semen, and at that moment her head was being driven down hard onto an enormous cock that filled her young mouth.

"You miss us then, Jack?" The three of them laughed as Jack answered, "Clare was nice company, friendly type of girl. She would insist on giving me her name, but you remember that sexy outfit she had on, well it did things to me and her father said we could do what we liked with the ladies. So I just put my hand on her knee, next thing I knew it was up the skirt and having a feel. Well, when I felt that little slit through her pants, I just had to have a peek at it."

Jack didn't let her stop as he crowed at the torture he had put the young girl through. "She started fighting and her tits came out, I mean, that was it, I had to have a suck on them two. She wouldn't lay still for me to play with her, so we played a little game. It was called 'let's see how many times Uncle Jack can make you cry before Uncle Jack's big cock becomes your favorite toy.' And boy can she cry. Had to gag her with her pants when I fucked her ass. She sure did squeal while I buggered her, but boy can she wiggle her ass when she sits on your cock. She took being broken in with a whimper and with a little more practice I may even get to enjoy a good ass spanking. Well I thought it was fun, and the redder it got the quieter she got, but as you can see this must be her favorite. She would rather suck cock than let me do anything else - needs to suck a lot more cocks to get used to it going all the way down her throat, but she does try and swallow."

Charlotte collapsed on a chair. Her baby, her special baby! What had they done to her? As she thought of what the poor girl had gone through, the tears filled her eyes. She felt as if she was going to pass out but with a vicious tug, the leader pulled her back up, "Why are you crying? Don't you like the birthday present Jack gave her, and I think she looks great in her birthday suit. In fact so great I will have to give her a fucking good present myself. How about you Ray? Fancy reaming one of those young holes with that fat cock of yours?" The third one grinned, "Sure, I'll fuck me some of that, she might have to relieve me after the picture show."

"Oh yes, the picture show." Things were only getting worse for Charlotte. After Jack had filled Clare's mouth and they all had a good laugh at the poor defenseless girl choking the filth from her mouth. The other two got acquainted with her young body, squeezing her tits and fingering both her ass and cunt as they pulled her to the television.

Charlotte was made to sit in the middle of the two men while Clare, still tied and naked, was forced to sit on Jack's knee, which allowed him free access to her body. He took advantage of it, all the time he fondled her body. The first video was pushed in the slot, the television switched on and Charlotte's humiliation began again.

As soon as she saw the opening scene she knew the film. They had called it "Enslaved Saleslady." Charlotte had been forced to play a door to door salesperson that mistakenly goes to this house, not knowing the people are away. There are three burglars inside who attack her, tie her up, and spend the entire film tying her into different positions and fucking her at will, which included a lot of beatings. This was the film where they tied her arms crossed behind her, brought the ropes around and tied her tits until they were huge blue balloons. Then, with her ankles and knees tied tight, they hoisted her up and hung her tit ropes over a beam.

Charlotte remembered the pain as the rope squeezed her tits until she thought they would burst. Although that pain was not as bad as the whipping she got as she hung there helplessly, screaming into a gag waiting for them to tire of beating her and fuck her again, which they did. She was so sore after that day they left her alone for two days while her cuts and bruises healed, only just in time as Paul got back from a business trip early.

When the film finished, she had to let the crude remarks that the three men made wash over her. As they watched the film, they squeezed her tits and lifted her skirt to have a look see if there were any bruises left. They didn't know the film was made a while ago. Being tied, she had no option but to sit there as they enjoyed her body. It was Ray that suggested they cut her clothes off and have her naked between them, but the boss said he wanted to see what she did in the next film first.

He liked his pleasures one at a time. Finding her nipple through her blouse, he gave it a tweak, winked at her and put the second video in. It came on and Charlotte groaned, "Oh, not that one."

She could have been sick as she remembered "Man's Best Friend." In the film, she was supposed to have been a dog walker. The boys had gotten her two big Irish Wolfhounds to walk through a wood. They had dressed themselves as filthy tramps, and had captured her, raped her, and then tied her naked over a fallen tree. After that they had whipped her with twigs till she begged them to stop.

She had been forced to suck both dogs, and to end with they left, leaving her at the mercy of the two aroused animals, who soon found her defenseless holes. Working on them by licking her with their hard, rasping tongues, Charlotte could not stop herself from becoming wet, which drove the dogs wild. That was obvious by the length of their huge, red cocks that searched out the openings of the helpless woman. Then both of them took her, not knowing which opening they had found.

The remarks after that film were pure filth, and Charlotte did all she could to block their cruel laughter out. They did a lot of licking at her and making silly dog noises before the third video they had found was flickering into view.

This was the worst and latest film, it had been the time she realized she was not only their plaything but others could humiliate her too, and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She remembered the time well, Paul was going on a short buying trip, and his leaving was always the beginning of Charlotte's nightmare. The first night was usually the time they hurt her most, they said it left time for the beating to heal.

This time they shocked her. They came towards her and she closed her eyes, expecting at least to be forced to her knees ready to start sucking cocks, but they just kissed her and went out. She sat in a chair. They had finished with her, got fed up and had someone new. She didn't care what, she was so happy all she had to look forward to was a hot bath, an early night, and putting on her black silk pajamas and that's what she did.

It must have been 3 in the morning when she was awakened by the bedclothes being pulled off. She was flung over and her wrists tied. As she tried to protest, a ring gag was fastened in her mouth and Andy's voice said, "Come on mummy, come meet the house guests."

She was dragged from the bed and marched down into the lounge where two either drunk or drugged women were dancing to the HiFi. Simon's voice was in triumph, "Mummy, meet Laurie and Jess, two lezzies we picked up. They don't want us to play with them, but when we told them about you, they couldn't wait to get their hands on your pussy. Here you are, girls."

Laurie caught Charlotte and held her tight as Simon switched the camera on. Jess came over and licked Charlotte's face, "Come on sweetie, don't fight. Let's have some horny girl power, especially your tongue."

As Laurie pulled her back towards the settee, Jess was undoing Charlotte's buttons. Opening her top and pulling down the pajama bottoms, she looked Charlotte up and down. "God I wish I had big tits that stood out like these without support. Alright boys, you may think you have found out how to turn her on, but watch and learn what a little white powder and magic fingers can do."

Jess wasn't joking. Charlotte was pinned down on the settee with Laurie sitting on her. She had no pants on and moved slowly up Charlotte, rubbing herself first on her tits, then slowly upwards, aiming for her mouth. Jess had forced open Charlotte's legs and was between them. She had what can only be described as a talc shaker, and she was carefully putting some of the contents on her fingers and rubbing it over Charlotte's cunt, making sure she covered the nub of her clit.

Charlotte was fighting. No way did she want to have another woman sit on her face and use her for oral sex. It was more revolting than the dogs. Then all of a sudden, as if someone had flicked a switch, Charlotte lay still. Her hips started to move as Jess slowly rubbed the cunt open before her, and a half strangled cry came from the ring gag as Charlotte's feet pushed into the floor forcing her hips up and into Jess' hand, whose fingers were tickling a now very wet cunt. She took her hand away, the hips tried to follow and more noises came from the gag. "So you want more, do you? Want me to play with this lovely cunt? Then you better lick Laurie's lovely cunt."

Immediately Charlotte's tongue pushed through the ring and waited for a wet hairy cunt to sit on it. Smiling at the boys, Laurie sat on the beautiful face and ground down on the searching tongue.

As Jess played with Charlotte's cunt, Laurie had one of the best orgasms she had ever had, rocking back and forth on Charlotte's fast-moving tongue. Then they changed places and Charlotte was soon getting Jess into a frenzied state. Jess came in the open mouth and both of them stood back and looked at the bound beauty still moving her hips with a begging look on her face.

Jess smiled again at the boys. "You got a good vibrator? If you have, go fetch it." Andy was upstairs and down in a flash. "Untie her and give it her, should be a good show."

Andy untied Charlotte, and before he could hand it to her she grabbed it from the floor and started to push it up herself and in and out as fast as she could, throwing herself into orgasm after orgasm.

She didn't care what the boys did as both James and Andy pulled her on to her open knees as she fucked herself silly with the plastic cock. Both of them rammed their cocks into the ring gag. It took Charlotte an hour to slow down and lay exhausted on the floor.

The two women charged the boys 200 for making the film and 500 for the shaker and watched as poor Charlotte was put back to bed.

By now the three men were so hot. The films had made them as horny as hell, and Jack was kissing Clare really hard while he finger-fucked her, making her wiggle and squirm on his lap. The boss had Charlotte's head pinned to the back of the settee as he mashed his mouth down on hers, one hand holding her hair so she couldn't escape, the other searching inside her blouse for her nipples or sliding up her skirt and squeezing her cunt lips through her pants.

Ray had disappeared, but not for long, and when he did return he held aloft the bag and the talc shaker. "Knew I'd seen it somewhere" he said as he came in.

Ray took Jack's hand and sprinkled some on his fingers, which he duly pushed up Clare's cunt. Charlotte screamed at them not to, but all she got was a nasty pinch of her cunt and Ray pulling her pants to one side and dipping his powder-covered fingers into her. It didn't take long for both Clare and Charlotte to start moaning with heavy breathing and pushing themselves towards the cruel fingers.

The boss looked at the way the girls were acting, "Bring the young one over here. Ray, give me one of those vibrators. Here you are, mum." He covered the end with powder. "Shove this up her cunt." Charlotte begged him not to, she told him she was too young, but as she said it she could see that Clare was aroused and the way the men looked at her she thought it better she did it than one of them. They untied her hands.

Slowly she pushed the plastic cock up the spread legs of Clare. It was easy. There was no fight in her. Clare's mouth was covered by Jack's and her tits were being mauled. Charlotte slowly pushed it in and out of the young cunt. Clare's legs bent and opened allowing full access to her cunt. Charlotte looked at her. Clare, her once-vision of innocence stood in front of her with her hands tied behind her, being viciously kissed, and now responding while her lovely young nipples were being twisted and pulled.

Her hips pushed greedily at this obscene object vibrating up her lightly blond-covered cunt. Charlotte found herself pushing faster as Ray had undone her blouse, pulled her tits over her half-cut bra and was sucking hard on both nipples. Boss man had his hand up her skirt, her pants pulled to the side and was wanking her clit as hard as he could.

Charlotte's skirt had ridden up to her panties and her legs were now spread wide. As her now hot cunt looked for the invading fingers, the man still known as "boss" played with the delicious cunt. Jack was staring down at the vibrator heating the young girl's cunt, as his left hand fondled the firm young breasts and his right played with her rounded ass.

Ray was squeezing Charlotte's right breast as he gorged on her left, he motioned to Jack to take over the vibrator. Jack knelt down and put his arm around Clare's waist, took the plastic cock and played it all over the aroused young girl's slit.

Boss man pushed Charlotte back with one hand and forced two fingers covered in powder up her, Ray went back with her, still unable to get enough of her firm tits, his tongue going round and round her large areoles before flicking her nipples hard. Charlotte lay there as both men worked on her, but Boss man had other ideas. Slowly he pulled his fingers out to be just tickling and brushing the wet juicy cunt lips, then stroking her thigh. He could see her legs opening and closing trying to relieve herself until, just as he hoped, he watched her fingers slide over her thighs and biting her lip she started to wank herself.

He bent down and started to kiss her inner thighs, flicking his tongue over the top of her stockings, moving up towards the top of her naked thigh, just below her cunt. Charlotte's legs opened wider as he kissed upwards. Faster and faster her fingers rubbed her clit and pushed inside as the three men gloated at their victim.

Here was once the pillar of beautiful innocence, a convent virgin, lying back on her own sofa, her skirt up to the top of her thighs, pants held to one side, her legs spread wide with her fingers up her own cunt, playing with herself and doing any disgusting act the three perverts wanted. And they knew that, due to the white powder, she was unable to stop.

"Stand up and take your clothes off, just leave your stockings and high heels on, sexy. Do it real slow and sexy. Show us how you wiggle it around."

Charlotte, with trembling hands, took her clothes off, trying to gyrate and move as the men kept tickling and playing with her between her legs, making her push herself down onto their fingers. Jack was watching the men having fun, but still fucking Clare with the vibrator, keeping her hot and the white powder working. Ray looked at the tormented beauty as his fingers tickled her cunt. "Don't worry, Mrs. Banning, I'll soon be doing what I wanted to do the first time I saw you, that's fuck this hot cunt of yours."

They untied Clare and made her kneel on all fours. Jack got down in front of her and stuffed his cock in her mouth.

Charlotte was soon kneeling behind Clare, licking her cunt as hard as she could, and Ray was fucking Charlotte's wet, hot cunt from behind. The boss stroked his stiff cock and just watched and waited for his time. That was the view that greeted Paul as he was bundled back into his house.

The fourth one they called O.T. laughed, "We may not have got all the money, but they sure got all the honey." Paul tried to get tough, but a quick smack on the head, some cable clips on his wrists and ankles, and Clare's panties in his mouth had him sitting as a spectator.

By now both girls had taken their first load, as the men had been a little over-stimulated and were being pushed into a 69. Charlotte was on the floor and Clare on top, with Jack kneeling and playing with Clare's bottom and putting his finger in her puckered asshole. Ray was lying on the floor holding either his dick or a tit if it came within hand's reach. The girls were going at each other with tongues and fingers in such abandonment that they were oblivious to what was being done or said to them until they orgasmed, spitting juice into each other's face again.

This time it was the Boss' turn. He stood there with both girls on their knees, kissing and sucking his cock, one sucking, the other licking his balls. He loved the power of making two sexy females kiss each other and then pushed his cock between their mouths, to lick up and down his shaft, making them look at him all the time they were doing it. As he called it, the right way to play the mouth organ, and all this as they wanked themselves furiously. He had just made Charlotte jerk him into Clare's mouth before starting to spray both their faces and open mouths with his juice when the door bell chimed.

O.T. was at the door, and found himself letting in two 13 year old girls, who had just been dropped by taxi to go out on Clare's birthday. They had brought their things for a sleepover, and Jack and Ray were soon holding the girls, just in time for them to see Charlotte and Clare, now fingering each other, lick the last of the cum off a half-erect cock.

The Boss put his cock back in his trousers and said, "You two come for the party? You been invited, aren't you lucky." The two girls, still in shock, nodded. "Wasn't it nice of Clare and her mummy to invite you? What's your names?"

Nodding they said, "Lena and Trudy, sir."

The boss grinned. "Well Lena and Trudy, are you going to show your appreciation by thanking them?" They were too scared to stop nodding. "Now Clare and her mummy are going to lay down, open their legs and you are going to get down and use your tongues to lick their pretty cunts out. That's just to show your gratitude."

The girls struggled but were held firm. "Now all of you get down and start. Oh, and girls? Just to let you know, something will be going on behind you. It's just us having a look up your skirts at what you got between your legs, and maybe having a little feel to see how hot your little cunts are. You see we may want to use them later, now get down on them and let me see a lot of tongue."

Charlotte pleaded with them, "For God's sake, stop! They are children. Please, I will do whatever you want, but let them go." She was pushed down on her back and forced to spread her legs. The same with Clare, as Ray and Jack got hold of the two sobbing girls, pulled their coats off and pushed them forward.

Charlotte put her arm across her face and as the tears ran down her cheek she was still pleading, "Don't do this, you have me. I promise I will do whatever it takes to satisfy you, leave the girls alone."

The boss smiled, "Don't worry, I know you have no choice but to do whatever it takes. Your horny little holes was made for fucking and we will make sure we enjoy them, the young ones are there for our dessert." He smiled as he watched Charlotte's other hand, she couldn't stop playing with her incredibly hot cunt.

Both Charlotte and Clare lay on their backs with their legs spread wide. Boss man was between them as Lena and Trudy were pushed down. He held their heads hard to the open legs, but the two frightened girls didn't know what to do. That was soon rectified, Jack and Ray soon had their skirts up around their waists revealing to young, firm, panty-covered bottoms. Ray took his belt and, with perfect aim, stung both of them.

Yelps and squeals, tears and crying came from between Charlotte's and Clare's legs as the Boss tightened his grip. "You can ether lick and lick good, or we can rip the skin off your asses. You choose." And with nervous reluctance, their little tongues searched forward into the two wet cunts in front of them.

As the girls tried hard to suck, lick, and do the right things to the already overheated cunts in front of them, Ray and Jack had Trudy and Lena's pants down to their knees, busily licking and pinching new young ass and cunt. Their fingers enjoyed probing the virgin holes. Jack was happy at the thought of another virgin cunt to break in, Ray was happy to have something after missing out on being the first to fuck Clare.

Both men smiled at each other and knelt behind the young, exposed asses, spat on their hands and wiped the end of their cocks. Boss man took a firmer grip as stifled cries let him know the boys were pushing into the young girls' cunts.

Both Charlotte and Clare were holding the girls' heads so they could get maximum relief from the itching feeling inside them. Boss man held their backs in place and Jack and Roy held their hips firm, so there was nothing that Trudy and Lena could do as their innocence was taken in a violent brutal way. O.T. watched the savage fucking of the two school girls and needed relief himself.

He saw Charlotte's open, sexy mouth, and it didn't take him to long to have her head turned to the side and his cock enjoying her moist, wet tongue as he remorselessly face-fucked her.

The boss could see that the two young girls were in so much pain from the massive cocks fucking their tight cunts that their licking had stopped. Turning to Ray and Jack, he told them to take their playthings and give it to them elsewhere. He fancied giving Clare a seeing-to, and O.T. was going to bang Charlotte a lot anyway. Ray took Lena and laid her out, giving her tits a good going over while he thumped his cock in and out of her tortured cunt.

Jack had Trudy sitting on his cock with her back to him. She was clutched to his chest as one hand tormented her tits and the other played with her little clit as he forced the crying girl up and down his hard shaft.

Clare was still hot and, although she hated what was happening, her body was forcing her to continue its sexual desires. Her legs were put on the boss man's shoulders, and her own fingers spread her cunt lips, ready for it to be filled again. As it was filled, she turned her head to the side to see her stepmother bent on all fours over the laying O.T., being finger-fucked hard enough for her mouth to be taking all eight inches of his cock.

O.T. looked up to see Paul watching the four abuse rapes being played out before him, and it gave him a great turn on. He turned his wife around on her knees to face him and then got behind her, plowing his cock into her and working her into a frenzy by almost lifting her off the floor with so much force. O.T. couldn't believe his luck. Fucking a stunningly beautiful woman that was still tight, after all they had done to her, as her husband stared at him with hate in his eyes and she was unable to stop begging for a hard fucking just to relieve her tortured cunt. To add to Paul's humiliation, O.T. had Charlotte ask for everything he did to her. O.T. smiled in Paul's face as he heard his wife beg to be fucked harder, plead with O.T. to wank her cunt and finger her as he fucked her ass and she promised to suck him all the way down her throat until he was hard again if he came up her while he was fucking her as hard as he could.

Even if Paul looked away, all he saw was Clare now laid on her side wanking herself while the boss was fucking her ass and Trudy and Lena on their knees sucking two cocks hard again for their next rape. As each man exploded and came, amongst moans and cries, there was a strange knock on the door followed by an "Oh shit" from the four rapists.

The boss man was the first to the door. Opening it quickly, he ushered in a man of about fifty, ugly and bent in a stoop with a hump on his back, "Hello, Mr. Richmond, sir, didn't expect to see you," the man's eyes covered the scene.

"So I see, Danny, so I see. Where's my money?" The two of them went into a whispered huddle, the little man's eyes fixed on Charlotte and he nodded.

Danny strode back, "Party's over. Tie the kids up and bring the woman to me." The girls and Charlotte were pulled to their feet and cable straps held their wrists behind them. Charlotte was pushed towards the old man. She was just about to start arguing with him when a pair of somebody's panties was shoved in her mouth and taped in. As if prearranged, a coat was thrown over her nakedness and she was left standing in front of this stranger whose eyes never left her.

The girls had all been laid on the floor, each one had somebody's panties taped in their mouth, their ankles had been pulled up and as far back as possible before the rope was tied behind their necks leaving them in an obscene position with their asses and cunts pointing at the ceiling. Ray had told Jack and Danny to tie them that way because earlier he had found the birthday candles, long colored ones which he took great delight in sticking in each girl's cunt. He looked at Mr. Richmond. "Do you want to light the girls up sir?"

The men sniggered, but Richmond said, "No, you go ahead, have fun." He turned and looked hard at Paul. "Well Banning, you came up short with the money. I knew you would, it was easy to get your kids in over their stupid heads. I knew what I wanted. So I'm going to take your wife for a little vacation, she will be good company for me, there's nothing like fucking another man's wife. You don't have to say "I love you" every time you want a fuck, you just fuck any hole you fancy, any time you fancy. Although I will have to keep her tied up and maybe something attached to a sensitive part so she will be happy to fuck just to relieve the pain, I'm sure she will fuck well, even enough to be interested in my strange sexual fantasies.

"You see, I have fantasized about fucking her ever since my brother stopped me from having her seventeen years ago.. She was a beauty at twelve, and the times I wanted to get her alone, tie her up, put my hand up her skirt to finger her and get a good feel of her sweet pussy. It's a funny world. Now I can do that with no-one to stop me. She won't even be needing a skirt for me to put my hand up. In fact, she won't be needing any clothes at all, with what I have planned. There's a lot of wasted time to make up and I can't wait. I knew she would be a beauty and she hasn't disappointed me. A perfect body, obviously never had any kids. Pity, she looks good breeding stock. She could keep the Richmond line going. What do you say, Banning? Fancy having another wife banged up with someone else's kid? And of course to make up the shortfall in money, some of my friends will only be too pleased to take her to a bedroom and play the odd game with your gorgeous wife's body parts and I do mean odd. So say goodbye. She may see you in a month or two, who knows? Go on Danny, light your candles."

The match was struck, each candle was lit, and they sang Happy Birthday, as they watched the candle wax slip slowly down each candle to warm the tender flesh of each girl's sore cunt. Leaving them that way, they made for the door. Suddenly Ray said, "Here, Mr. Richmond, you will need this," and he passed him the talc shaker.

"What do I need this for?" was the stunned reply.

Danny chipped in, "Dab some on a woman's cunt and boy does she get hot - and we know where to get more."

As they left, Richmond looked at Jack, who was trying to hide an enormous hard on. "What's the matter Jack, something got you hot too?"

Jack looked nervously at Richmond, then at the girls who were now all squealing into their gags as the candles burnt lower and the wax got hotter. He stammered, "Seems such a waste, all that fresh pussy over there, going begging. You see those girls came for the entire night, you know, a sleepover, just seems a waste not to keep them company."

Richmond let out an evil laugh, "O.K. I got my prize. You boys can stay the night and play with them. Be sure to be back on duty by ten." The girls looked in horror at each other as the heat in their pussies got unbearable. Richmond pushed Charlotte out of the door, and then he turned back.

"Night boys, enjoy your young fresh cunt and O.T., don't be greedy. Why don't you draw lots? That would be a fair way to see."