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ASYLUM OF LUST 6 (ped, bdsm, abuse, incest)
BY PRICK LOVER
[ part 6 ]
Marsha's mother watched her daughter viewing two women on a bed. The women
were sixty-nining, and the child, shackled by a chain attached to her leather
collar and at the other end a stainless ring in the wall, waited to be included
in their lovemaking. Marsha's mother could see the blank, almost dead look
on Marsha's face, weeks of shock therapy taking hold of her. She no longer
resisted when a girl or woman raped her, or forced her head between their
legs and made her lick and suck their cunts. The staff had told her parents
that in another few months Marsha would be taking part in lesbian sex all
on her own initiative. For now, though, she stared at the women, her tongue
hanging out of her mouth, and a making drool run down her chin. But between
her legs, she was also getting warm, her cunt beginning to drip in anticipation
of the rape her body expected, and her blasted mind had long failed to protest.
All this Marsha's mother too in at a glance and smiled as she played with
her own nipples.
Soon, Marsha lay on the bed, her overflowing twat stroked and licked by the
first woman, with long dark hair, a thin face with high cheek bones, and
bulbous breasts that cried out to be nursed on. The other woman--a young
woman in her late teens--looked much like the first, older woman, and the
thought crossed Marsha's mother's mind that they might be mother and daughter
as well. They were certainly pedophiles, she thougtht, as they played with
her child's sex organs. The young woman presented Marsha's dripping mouth
with a hard nipple and she began to suckle slowly as the other woman sucked
and slobbered over her twat.
Marsha's mother turned to the nurse beside her, holding the chain that was
attached to a pair of leather handcuffs around the wrist's of a boy no more
than five years old. "I'm ready," she said. The nurse placed the boy in Marsha's
mother's lap, a hand went to his shrivelled penis, as he took the nipple
of her right breast between his lips. She played with his tiny dick, feeling
the sensations of desire well from her nipple and travel quickly to her cunt.
She watched Marsha intently on the screen as the boy licked her nipple and
his little dick grew between her fingers.
On the screen, the older woman sat up and sat twat to twat with Marsha, then
began to rub, slowly at first but as she caught the rhythm, and Marsha began
to respond with her own hips moving back and forth, jerking up and down,
more intensely, faster, until she was groaning, squealing, yelling how good
it felt to rape this child slut. "Ohhhhhh, Clare," the mother yelped, "you've
got to try this with the little slut."
"I wouldn't have believed Wendy," the girl said, sighing as her nipple felt
the tip of Marsha's tongue flick quickly over it, "if she hadn't arranged
this."
"When she told us Marsha was here," her mother said, "I went home and rubbed
myself off at least ten times. I've been wanting to do this with her since
she was six."
"Now you are," Wendy smiled when she heard that. She'd always known that
Louise had a thing for young girls. She'd seduced Clare when the girl was
no more than seven, on her suggestion, after relating how she and Patsy loved
bedding six year old Marsha. Wendy felt the boy's tongue tickle her teat,
which made her cream and send sparks down to her pussy. The boy's little
pecker was now hard, if not very long, and she pulled hard on it, making
him groan as he nursed.
His suckling began to have an effect in Wendy's twat and she squirmed, then
bucked her hips, yelling gleefully as she had her first come. She rubbed
the boy's cock and he sighed, then shuddered. She had given him an orgasm,
even though, at his age, he was still under-developed enough sexually that
he did not shoot semen from his organ. He drooped in her lapped, but she
encouraged him to keep suckling at her teat as she watched the pornographic
lesbian rape of her own daughter. And, she came as she realized what had
just passed through her mind, smiling. She would soon join them for a foursome.
Janice's twat, slick, wet, dripping on to Marsha's lips and on her tongue,
was afire with passionate waves being sent all through Janice's body as Marsha
licked her. Wendy, Marsha's mother, rode her daughter, cunt lip to cunt lip,
driving both mad with pleasure, as Janice began to lick and suck on Wendy's
nipples, hard and sensitive. She stretched a hand and cupped Janice's clitoris
with the edge of her palm and rubbed the girl until she elicited exquisite
moans and squeals of pleasure, working in tandem with Marsha's tongue. Marsha
squeaked loudly as her hips buck up against her mother's twat, creaming with
another orgasm.
Marsha had been under the lesbian watch for six weeks now, and she was slowly
loosening her grip on her body whenever a girl or woman came to whore with
her. Wendy was surprised at how easily Marsha relaxed when Janice started
playing between her legs, kissing her, driving dildoes and vibrators up and
into her tiny slit. They even allowed Janice to take Marsha for walks on
the floor, so long as she was on a leash and her hands and feet were bound
so that she was forced to duck walk. Slowly, from the daily shock therapy
Marsha was receiving, she was becoming more tractable and easier for nurses
and other staff to work with, her mind benumbed and slowly being burned out.
Janice came again, and Marsha licked as Janice pressed her twat down on her
mouth to make her taste the orgasmic dribbles of fluid. Wendy pressed on
her clit all the harder and she went off again, then a final time before
Janice had to stop and role off Marsha for a rest. She breathed hard, shallowly.
"Oh that was gooood," Janice sighed, "Mmmmmmm." She slicked her tongue along
her lips.
"Yes, it was excellent," Wendy agreed, "the little bitch is coming along
very nicely."
Janice turned to face Marsha. "Did you enjoy two girls on you at the same
time?" she asked, kissing Marsha's cheeks, watching a smile slowly cross
her otherwise vacant face and eyes. "I wonder what's it's like not having
all your wits?" she asked half to herself.
"Well, in Marsha's case," Wendy said, "it is certainly better. Otherwise
we'd have to beat her into submission. Lock her up until she did what we
wanted."
"That's what they did with Mom," Janice told her. "She still has to go for
refreshers in solitary confinement every six months. That's what's happening
with her now." Janice ran a hand through Marsha's hair, then kissed her forehead.
"Dad let me take a switch to her one day in her cell when she was shackled
from the ceiling. It was fun. He told me I'll make a great dominatrix one
day."
"Let's hope it's sooner than later," Wendy smiled. "We have Marsha raped
by the butch girls on the floor."
"Oh wow!" Janice exclaimed, "I'd love to be raped by them. Is it painful?
Do they smack her around if she isn't listening to them and doing what they
say."
"It's all on tape," Wendy said. "My girlfriend, Patricia, is very butch.
When we had Marsha at home, Patricia got her so scared she would piss herself
whenever she was with her. Whenever Patricia picked her up from school, Marsha
would actually shit herself when she saw her. She knew what was coming."
"Did she ever do it in front of her friends at school?" Janice asked.
"All the time. So we realized how much fun we could have with her. We stopped
letting her use the toilet, and made her piss and shit in her panties."
"Wow!!" Janice was totally dumbfounded and impressed.
"She practically incontinent now-she has virtually no control of her bowels
or bladder."
"The nurses on the our floor won't let us pee or shit without permission.
Sometimes, we have to do while we have sex with a client. Or they punish
us by diapering us and then making us shit in them. Then we're cuffed to
our beds until "'we learn our lesson'"
"That's what we do to Marsha at home, only we don't use diapers, we just
let her shit the bed and sleep in it until we can't stand the smell anymore."
"Well, I think it's time you returned to your own floor for now, Janice,"
Wendy said. "It was nice making out with you."
"Yeah, I liked it to," Janice got up and approached the door of the ward,
"Maybe we can do it with Marsha again sometime."
"Yes, I'd like that," Wendy answered, her pussy salivating at the thought
of raping that eleven year old piece of flesh all by herself.
Alicia sprawled languidly on the sofa watching the video screen. Right now,
she was engrossed in watching a woman butt fuck a little girl no more than
eight years old with a dildo. At the foot of the sofa, licking her feet and
sucking her toes on staff orders, was Thomas, the boy who had come to the
sanatorium on the same day as Janice. Alicia heard the sounds of sex on the
video as she lay back and closed her eyes while Thomas used his mouth on
her feet.
On the screen, the little girl screamed as she orgasmed and the woman began
to lick her face and kept working the dildo in and out of the little girl's
pussy, now sopping with juices that dripped over her thighs, were smeared
on the woman's stomach as well as the little girl's belly. The woman dipped
two fingers in the girl's juice cavern of lust and drawing it out again,
smeared it against the little one's nose and mouth.
Having her toes and feet licked, and watching the sex play on the screen
made it harder for Alicia to resist the building orgasm that threatened to
break any time now. Then her toe was rammed down Thomas's throat, and Alicia's
hips were jerked off the sofa as she exploded in blissful orgasms, which
kept up and up and rattled her body until she could take no more and collapsed
exhausted, breading hard, shivering, loving every moment.
"Gawd, Thomas, that was magnificent," she told him. "Come to mommy and give
us kissy-kissy. After you put my socks and slippers on." When he was done
with what Alicia wanted, Thomas came forward, ignoring her pussy, making
for her mouth. "Not that kind of kiss you turd, on my arse hole!"
He did as he was commanded, after Alicia lifted and spread her legs. He licked
greedily and she melted into it. "Na-na ..." she sighed, driving her hips
into his face. She came again, his face pressed into her cunt and she felt
his tongue go deep and she closed her pussy muscles against letting it go.
Then, relaxing again, she told him, "Now fuck me. Let's see how hard your
pecker is. Do you to fuck?"
"Yes," Thomas answered breathlessly, his face smeared with her juices, and
his nose dripping with her cum.
Alicia parted her hips. "Make it last."
Thomas began slowly, and Alicia pressed her hips in a slow rhythm to meet
his thrusts. She groaned, grinning as she felt the head of his prick against
the walls of her pussy. She pressed in on it, making him groan loudly. She
gripped his tiny sack of balls and squeezed, "Ow!!!" he yelled, but kept
up his thrusting and let her hand and it's fingers play under his cock, stroking
along its underside as he pulled out, driving him mad. For a few minutes
they went on like this; Alicia went wild again as her pussy exploded in multiple
orgasms, Thomas plowed away at her, but tried to stop and slow himself on
occasion to obey her orders about making it last. But finally, he could only
wish for it to go on as his cream sprayed her cunny, slickening it even more
than it already was, shoot again, and driving his cream down her pussy hole.
Alicia jerked her hips against his groin and then lay still. For a long moment,
they recovering, then Alicia pulled at Thomas's prick, now shrunken and covered
in pussy and prick slime. He turned about and put his face, once again to
her cunny and began to clean it out with his tongue. She licked leisurely
on his soften organ until it was washed and the drippings she licked off
her lips.
"You can go now," Alicia told Thomas, "after you kiss my feet and lick the
soles." She always loved this, it always humiliated the children she was
given to dominate. If they didn't do as they were told, the nursing staff
would punish them, so it was better, no matter how humiliated it made them
feel, to follow orders. Thomas kissed Alicia's slippered feet, then, hesitating
for just an instant, liked the soles of the slippers while Alicia smiled
wickedly. When he was finished he crawled from the room. Alicia loved sex
like this.
Janice squealed as her father's cock pumped into her arse hole. She sucked
and licked at her mother's cunt, overflowing with drippings from two or three
separate orgasms in the last twenty minutes. Her mother kissed her daughter's
own twat, the juice flowing down Janice's legs from the child's own release
of orgasmic power while standing over her mother's face. He pumped his cum
up into her, shooting hard and ticklish streams that Janice felt down to
her toes.
"Ohhhhh, Daaaddeeeee ..." she howled, satisfied by him, her shit hole squeezing
him as dry as she was able to. "Oh, wooow!!!" The family stayed in those
positions for a little while as the orgasmic highs passed and they came down
to reality. Janice felt her father's pecker shrink and slip out of her naked
tight sphincter, and her mother stopped eating her, giving only a few more
exhausted licksthat were more ticklish than lust building.
Janice climbed over her mother and snuggled against her, kissing her, french
kissing her, then pressing her lips against a nipple and quietly suckling.
Her father pulled himself up alongside mother and daughter and patted Janice's
tiny bottom, then slipped his hand under her thigh and found her clitty nubbin,
rubbing gently, softly relaxing her. He pulled up and took her ear between
his lips, then felt her pussy lips and walls close on a finger he had inserted,
trapping it there.
What he did was very gentle, leisurely, and every so often he would press
his thumb against her clitty, or slip his finger in and out of her creamy
cunt. It was relaxing, just as Janice licked and suckled on her mother's
teats. Janice heard her moan comfortably, stretching occasionally, slipping
a leg over and against Janice's.
"How are getting along, sweetie?" her mother asked Janice. "Are you enjoying
what they do for you?"
"Most things, I guess," Janice replied, "I'm really friendly with one girl,
Alicia," she told them. "I'm her sex slave."
"Her sex slave?"
"Yeah," Janice became animated as she explained, "I wanted to be, so we went
to the head nurse on our floor, and as long she gave her permission, I could
it."
"And what do you do?" asked her father, knowing full well what was expected
of Janice in that role.
"I wear a collar and leash, and sometimes I'm hand cuffed to the bed or just
hand to hand or feet to feet, and then Alicia does what she wants. She loves
getting me to eat her shit, brown nose her arse hole."
"Do you like it?" her mother asked, "Are you getting used to being a slave?"
"Well, it's not so different from spreading my legs for John's," she told
them, "it's a lot more fun."
"Well, you have to pay for your committal here, you know," her father made
it clear.
"I know, Daddy," Janice answered, "and I don't mind being raped, if that's
what they want." She snuggled against her father. "If letting a man make
me drink his piss pleases him, then that's what I'll do."
"You know if you don't," her mother added, "it could be a lot worse. We might
let them fuck you over with shock treatments, you know."
"I know. They give them to me once a week anyhow."
"That's good" her mother said, slipping a finger into Janice's arse hole
and ramming it up sharply.
"Aaaaahhhhhh!"
"I think we'll recommend you get a good long shocking, sweetie," her mother
smiled, "give you a good idea of what it really means to listen to your betters."
"I-if you want me to ..." Janice was about to say, but her mother's finger
jabbed her anus again, then a second time. "Ow!" she howled sharply.
Her father grabbed her by the hair and pulled up then flung her down, hands
going between her thighs and ramming them apart. He was rock hard again,
and as he saw the fear and humiliation in Janice's face, he flattened himself
agaisnt her, his cock finding her quiff, and pushing in hard, not waiting
for Janice to get comfortable. His mouth ploughed against her own, french
kissing her, and his cock started humping against her fast, establishing
a rhythm quickly.
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