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ASYLUM OF LUST (ped, bdsm, abuse, incest)

BY PRICK LOVER

[ part 1 ]

Janice sat in the backseat looking through the car window as they were 
cleared
through the gate of the sanatorium then drove on to the main building past
green lawns and manicured gardens and trees. Fascinated by a group of three
naked people holding a picnic on the lawn, she craned her neck for a better
look. A man cupped a hand over a girl's pussy-as Janice's mother called 
it-and
rubbed, while the same girl sucked a woman's nipple. Janice craned her neck
about to keep them in view, but the car slowly made its way around a corner
and up the drive to the front of the main building, and her view of them
was lost.

"Mother," Janice said excitedly, "were those people doing sex?"

"Yes, they were, dear," her mother replied, shifting in her seat to face
her eleven year old daughter, who wore a light sun dress shoes and white
socks and nothing else. Her grey eyes sparkled in fascinated excitement,
Janice's mother could tell, and the round, joyful face framed by a short,
straight auburn page-boy haircut looked at her with anticipation. "Would
you like to try something like that?"

"Yes," Janice replied, "oh yes ..."

Pulling up to the main building, Janice stepped out of the car with her 
mother
and waited for her father, a tall, slim fellow with dark hair and a long
narrow face, to join them at the bottom of the steps. They went up to the
reception desk together, Janice holding her father's hand.

"Janice Barrett?" her mother told the receptionist, "we're expected."

The receptionist checked a computer terminal for a name and smiled across
at Mrs. Barrett. "Here we are. Janice Barrett, to be committed for 
indefinite
stay. Bisexual training and discipline under Dr. Clements.

Incestuous relationship with designated family members." She picked up a
phone receiver and pressed a button, speaking into it. When she was done
she turned again to the Barrett's. "Someone will be with you shortly," she
told them. "If you'd just take a seat over there in the waiting area and
have Janice undress, please. She can leave her shoes and socks on for the
time being."

Janice looked about her, the public space making her feel anxious about 
stripping
in front of others, especially her parents. There were only a few people
about, private parts exposed by some, but others wore hospital gowns or 
lingerie
of one type or another. She stood wide-eyed as a boy, naked, left the 
building
with a woman who had exposed her breasts. His penis stood half erect as it
anticipated meeting a soaking a pussy.

"Do I really have to take my dress off, Mom?" Janice finally asked, wanting
to hear it from the proper authority.

"Yes, peach," her mother answered, "you do." And in response, pulled upward
by the hem and lifted the dress over Janice's head and away from her. She
stood exposed now, and her first reaction was to cover her pussy and flat
chested nipples with her arms and hands. Her mother prevented her and pulled
her arms away to rest against Janice's sides.

Nude, Janice was tall for age, no body hair whatsoever visible, her vagina
completely bald, exposing large flaps of pussy lips. The grow spurts that
would signal puberty were several years away, but she was teachable at this
age, and that is what her parents expected. "It's embarrassing," Janice 
whispered,
blushing a bright red. "Can I put my dress back on, please?"

"It will be alright, sweetie," her father said, "just relax." He pulled her
the hand to a sofa and sat next to her, a hand finding a resting place on
one of her nipples, which stiffened at the touch. "Does that feel strange,
sweetheart?" he asked, fingering the erect nob of sensitive scarlet flesh.

"It feels ... funny. I ..." she was alarmed as he made to stop his 
manipulations.
"N-no, Daddy ... please, don't stop." She relaxed under his touch and let
him put his free arm about her.

Janice lay back against the sofa, letting her father play with her chest.
On the other side her mother flicked the tip of her tongue against Janice's
other nipple. "Ohhhrrr ..." she moaned. She felt a dribble of fluid between
her legs, a warm wetness. "I think I peed," she said, not really caring.

"No sweetie," her mother explained, "that's just your pussy getting relaxed
and lubricating itself so you can be fucked later."

"Fucked ..." Janice repeated languidly, not really caring about 
embarrassment
any more. She felt a finger work it's way along the sensitive lips of her
pussy for the first time and looked into the eyes of her mother, who smiled
back at her. "Oh, that's nice, Mommy." The finger became two, then they were
at the entrance to her pussy and gently working their way inside. 
"Oohhhmmm,"
Janice pushed her pussy toward the fingers, deliberately impaling herself.

Her father's mouth found her nipple, sucked at it, licked at it, and made
Janice squeal gleefully. Mother and father worked harder to stimulate their
young daughter, her pussy drenching the inside of her thighs, then dribbling
juice down on to the sofa's cushions. Janice felt her body tensing, working
itself up for something, but she didn't know what until her pussy exploded
in a spasmodic rush of orgasmic bliss and her body jerked in reaction.

"Mommy ...?" she screamed, her legs and pussy jerking and pulsing as the
first orgasm shivered through her innocent body for the first time. "Oh,
what was that?" she gasped, slowly recovering, still allowing her parents
to stroke and caress her as they liked. Janice's mother still had not 
withdrawn
her fingers from her pussy but lightly rubbed them over the most sensitive
area of her daughter's body.

"That was an orgasm, sweetie," her father said. "Did you enjoy it. Would
you like another one?"

"Oh wow, would I," Janice exclaimed. "Can we do it again?"

But she was interrupted by the receptionist standing before them. Janice
could not help but notice that, but for white hose and a matching garter
belt and shoes, the woman was naked, just as she was, though over her pussy
was patch of thick blonde hair that matched what was on her head. She 
cleared
her throat, "They are ready to receive Janice on Four West, Mr. and Mrs.
Barrett." She paused as Janice put a hand out to caress the woman's bushy
cunt. Janice stopped in the act of touching, not sure if she should. "Go
ahead, dear. Feel it," the woman smiled down at her. She subtley thrust her
hips forward and Janice's hand was on the woman's sex organs.

Janice shivered excitedly. "Oh ..." she breathed softly, her fingers feeling
between the lips of the receptionist's cunt. "It's wet ..." she said, 
amazed.

"It's get's' that way when people touch it, play with it," the receptionist
told her. "It makes it easier for a man to get his cock inside."

"His cock?"

"His penis, darling," her mother explained. "See, Daddy's penis is growing
in his pants, getting long and hard because you've been letting us play with
your pussy and tits. And, when we get you upstairs, he's put it inside you.
Fuck you."

"We have to go now, don't we?" Janice asked, though it was more a rhetorical
question, a way to stop herself from getting too involved with exploring
the woman's body further. "Can I come back sometime and feel you down there
some more?"

"Of course, Janice," the receptionist smiled. "But I might just come looking
for you one day. Would you like that?"

"Oh yes," Janice beamed happily, "I'd like very much."

"It's a date then," the receptionist confirmed. "The elevators are just 
around
the corner to your left."

Four West was bright with skylights set in strategic places, and the Barrett
's approached the main nursing station in natural light. Coming from the
elevator, the Barrett's could look into some of the wards and see activity
of one kind or another. All the staff was either completely naked or wore
revealing and very provocative lingerie, as the receptionist had. Janice
stared wide-eyed at several boys and girls, just as naked as she, who were
in the throes of kissing and touching each other. One boy, she saw, had the
penis of another boy in his mouth.

"Yeeech," she said, "who would want to do that?"

"They would," her mother said, lightly caressing her Janice's hair, "and
you will."

"No, I won't," Janice protested. But she suddenly was aware of a feeling
between her legs that stopped her in her tracks. "I'm getting wet `down 
there'."

"That's because you really want to try sucking a boy's cock," her father
said playfully. "You can start on mine." She looked down and saw the bulge
in his pants and reaching out a hand, touched it, feeling how hard and 
stiffly
erect it was.

Coming up on the nurse's station, he broke off. "We're the Barrett's." "Yes,
we've been expecting Janice," said a woman of medium height with large 
breasts
and a wide smile. Like the receptionist, she wore a set of garter belt and
stockings as well as a nurse's cap with bobby-pins holding it in place. She
smiled at Janice who stood transfixed by the woman's breasts.

"They're so big," Janice blurted. Her tongue slipped across her lips 
betraying
her desire to lick a nipple for the first time.

"If you'll follow me," the nurse said, "we'll get the three of you 
straightened
away and Janice properly registered." She took a clipboard and directed them
along to the other side of the large curved desk to a computer terminal.
"Sit in your father's lap, would you, dear." Janice did as she was 
instructed
and soon found that her bottom was snuggled firmly against her father's hard
prick, and her own cunny was wet and warm with freely flowing cunt juices.

"I'm Beverley, Janice," and she typed something on the keyboard, "and I am
the head nurse for this wing of the sanatorium." Quickly, she went through
basic personal information and questions with the three of them, from time
to time interjecting a comment about what Janice could expect or what would
be required of her as a patient. "You will wear this about your wrist," she
finally told Janice, "it's an ID bracelet." It had been printed out beside
the computer terminal, then Beverley had slipped the length of paper into
a plastic sheath and finally clipped it about Janice's right wrist with a
kind of stapler.

Beverley rose and came out from behind the desk. "This way, I'll show you
to your ward."

"When do I get to do sex?" Janice asked innocently.

"In just a few minutes, sweetie," mother said, "with Daddy and me."

"I'm really wet `down there', Mommy," Janice told everyone. "Can I get 
another
or-gasm?" she asked, unsure of whether the word was the correct one. "You
can have all you want," her father told her.

"And here we are." Beverley stood to one side and let the Barrett's enter
the ward which had six double beds, three on one side of the room, three
on the other. "We have seven patients on this ward alone," Beverley 
announced,
"and now Janice makes an even eight." On one of the beds a boy was slopping
licking at the pussy of a naked woman who was thoroughly oblivious to the
visitors."

This is your bed, Janice." She indicated Janice's name along with a boys
beside it. Then nodded in the direction of the couple on the other bed. "You
can ignore them as you like," Beverley told the Barrett's, "or invite them
to join you. It's up to you."

"I guess we can begin as we please with her, then," Mrs. Barrett announced,
reaching up to begin unbuttoning the front of her dress.

"Shall I check back with you in, say, an hour?" Beverley suggested. "Fine,
that will be just fine," Mr. Barrett replied, pulling his shirt from his
shoulders and going to his belt to release, finally, a rampant horse of a
prick. He let his pants drop to his ankles and reveal his penis, now 
sticking
straight out for all to see. Beverley ignored it and turned to leave.

"Oh wow!! Daddy, it's huge," Janice told him as she approached him and he
took her hand and showed her how to stroke it.

The skin stretching over it was heaving back against the growth of the big
bulbous purple head. "Make a fist around it, now pump on it," he instructed
Beverley.

She obeyed, soon being rewarded with the appearance of a dribble pre-cum
at the small pee hole.

"Lick it, sweetie," her mother commanded.

"But ..." Janice protested, knowing that boy's peed through the same hole
and pee was very bad.

"It's alright," her mother insisted, "lick it, you'll like it. I promise."
Before she obey her mother, Janice glanced over the woman having her pussy
lapped by the boy. She thought if he could lick a pussy, then she could try
licking her own father's dick. She got on her knees faced the hard straight
organ and tentatively placed her tongue against the moist spot on his pee
hole. "Mmmmm," she sighed, "that's not bad at all." She put her mouth on
the big head of her father's prick and licked a second time, then a third
and, finally, kissed it deliberately.

"Oh, yeah, that's it," her father moaned happily, "Take it in your mouth,
Janice. Suck it in."

"Come over and sit on the bed," her mother said. Her father stopped Janice
for a moment, sat down, and manoeuvred Janice in between his legs. "Give
me a nice blow job and we'll see what we can do about an even better orgasm
for you than the first one."

Janice took her father's prick back into her mouth and began sucking. At
the same time, getting behind her, Mrs. Barrett placed a hand between Janice
's legs and began to rub gently on her daughter's sex organs for the second
time. "Omom-eeee," Janice mumbled round the big head of her father's big
bulbous purple organ. "Tha's ni?" She was cut off as her father pushed the
head to the back of her mouth, and at the same time her mother's fingers
found her clitoris for the first time. Janice jumped when her clitoris was
touched and gagged on the prick in her mouth, but she quickly recovered and
allowed her parents to direct the next steps in her sexual training.

Adjusting slowly to the long thick penis, Janice licked and sucked it as
though it were a popsicle and knew then that it was very tasty and wondered
by she had felt so scared of slurping it to begin with. Her mother's fingers
worked frantically and Janice felt the incredible jolting of another orgasm
ram itself through her pussy and down to her toes, but her mother kept at
it, and she was soon realizing that her mother would not stop until Janice
told her she could.

"Suck it, Janice," her father grunted, breathing heavily. Holding her head
down to keep it in place he suddenly stiffened, then pushed forward, "I'm
cumming, sweetie," he yelled, "you're making Daddy cum in your mouth."

Janice felt the hard shot of sperm juice hit the back of her throat, then
another, and yet another were spurting from his prick. Not knowing what else
to do, Janice swallowed, tasting a thick, sweet juice as it went down her
throat and she wanted more suddenly. She sucked as much of his prick down
her throat as she could, even though it was so big and her throat just a
child's, really. And then , after licking for a little while longer, Mr.
Barrett's dick began to go soft and limp and finally it fell from her mouth.
Janice looked at it in disbelief that something so soft and limp could have
been so hard and long, filling her mouth to almost bursting. And then she
was distracted by her mother's fingers on her cunt as she was having another
orgasm and gasped with pleasure as her pussy throbbed and shivered with 
convulsions
of orgasmic release.

Her father pulled her up to stretch out beside him on the bed, and her 
mother
stretched out on the other side, her hand still gently stroking her 
daughter's
sex. "Did you enjoy that?" her mother asked.

"Uh huh," Janice answered, a little breathlessly, her flat chest heaving.
She lay like that for a few minutes, letting her mother's hands have their
way at her cunt, then her nipples, and even, though it took her a moment
to realize it, at her bum hole. "Moooommm ..." she protested.

"Does that feel nice?" her mother asked, keeping her hand where it was. 
"Yeeaah
.. I guess so," Janice replied, "but that's my bum. She relaxed as her 
mother
stopped. But then she turned about facing Janice's feet and positioned 
herself
over her, a sloppy, auburn coloured patch of pussy hair directly in Janice's
face.

"I'm going to teach you how to eat a woman's pussy now, sweetheart," Janice
was told, then her mother put her mouth against Janice's soaked cunny and
licked her bald lips for the first time.

"Moomeee!!!" she squealed, her body hit with a wave of intense electric 
shocks
at the touch of her mother's tongue. "Oh, oh, oh, geez." Then she realized
that her mother's cunny was available to lick and suck, and Janice leaned
up to kiss it. Her mother shivered, and a drop of pussy juice dribbled onto
Janice's upper lip. Immediately, she licked at it and was hooked. Her mother
settled lightly onto Janice's face and felt her lips and tongue slip against
and into her pussy.

"That's great, sweetie," her mother told her, "keep it up." She groaned and
sighed as she felt Janice's tongue nick her clitoris. "There, lick that 
little
bulb. That's it ... oh yeah, that's it. Good."

Janice felt her own clitty get the tongue from her mother and returned the
favour in kind. Her mother shivered, and there was a gentle dribble of more
juice onto Janice's face, and then a soft spraying that covered mouth, nose
and both cheeks and her mother shook and groaned.

"Oh, you little slut," her mother said playfully, "you made me cum." She
dived back into Janice's own pussy and worked harder.

"OH!!" Janice moaned and shivered as she orgasmed again, then a second time,
feeling her mother's tongue slurp hard against her tiny clitoral nubbin.
"OH!" It suddenly became a kind of competition: who could be the first to
bring the other off next, and hardest. Janice worked at the lips and clitty
of her mother for all she was worth, and was rewarded with a loud squeal
of release and another spray of cum juice on her face.

Janice kicked her pussy against mother's face and came with a hard jolt that
sent her into sexual orbit as her body jerked and convulsed from the force
of her next orgasm. She felt a few more slurps from her mother's tongue,
then the woman was rolling away from her and on to her back, breathing hard.
Janice was trying to catch her breath as well, but her father's mouth 
covered
her own in a full french kiss, slipping through the goo of her mother's 
pussy
juices as their tongues met for the first time. He pulled away, "Are you
ready for a cock up your cunt?"

"If you want to," she replied. "Will it hurt?"

"Maybe just a little in the beginning," he told her truthfully, "but it won
't hurt for very long. You probably won't even notice that it did hurt after
a while." He stopped, looking up to see the woman and the boy who had been
engaged in their own lovemaking sitting on their bed watching the family
across from them. "Hello, we're the Barrett's," he said courteously. "I was
just about to give my daughter her first fuck."

"Christina Mannion," the lady said with a wide, toothy grin. "My son Brian."

"Sweetheart, suck Daddy's cock again to get it wet," Mr. Barrett instructed.
He waited while she scooted down to his penis and began to lick and suck
it's length. "We're just committing Janice today. Both my wife and I were
trained here as children."

"We found it six years ago," Christina told him. "Our daughter has been a
patient here on the high security ward since she was eight." He moaned as
Janice liked the bulb of his penis and licked the pee hole.

"You prefer her under lock and key?" Mr. Barrett asked. The high security
ward was a euphemism for the mental ward. Patients were often placed in 
restraints
on the pretext of mental instability, and then staff, family, and clients
could do as they pleased.

"Yes, it's easier that way," Christina said. "Brian has been here for the
last three months. "He turned eleven a month ago."

"Oh, excuse us, please," Mr. Barrett said, "Janice is ready for her fuck."
"Stretch out, Janice," Mrs. Barrett told her, "and part your legs as wide
as you can."

Janice followed her mother's instructions, letting her father take his place
between her legs, his mouth ready to enjoy her virgin cunt. A tongue tip
flicked against the flapping pink lips and she shuddered and sighed. She
pushed her pelvis into his face and felt his mouth respond with a soft 
clenching
of her pussy between his lips.

"Daddy, OH DADDY!!!" she squealed loudly, then sprayed his face with cum
juices signalling just how ready she was.

He pulled himself up so that his long, stiff prick was set expectantly 
against
her twat, then pushed slowly inward, stretching her, opening her for the
first time. "OH GEEZ!" he groaned, "she's really tight." The naked, bulbous
head suddenly slipped inside, and Janice felt herself instinctively open
her legs even wider to make it easier for him.

"Ah, you're in. Oh, Daddy, you're in me," Janice beamed. "What now?" she
asked innocently.

"Not all the way, though, sweetie," he told her, then pushed a little more
and forced more of her pussy to part for his large organ. He stopped again,
then waited a moment before pushing further and breaking through what felt
like a painful tearing of a piece of cellophane.

"Ahhhhhhnnn ..." Janice moaned. "Oh, it's all up me now ..." she sighed.
But she felt him go even further before he hit the wall of her cervix. 
"Oooooaaaaffff
..."

Before she knew it, though, he was pulling out, then pushing back in, 
setting
up a rhythm. He stroked in and out slowly at first, listening and smiling
as Janice groaned, moaned, and sighed.

Her pussy was wet and succulent and he slipped in and out with no trouble,
soon seeing that Janice was writhing underneath him as he set off more 
orgasms
while he rammed home.

It didn't take very long for Mr. Barrett to finally reach his climax and
he drove his cock home with one last hard thrust as he spurted his cum into
Janice's tight child's twat. "Aaaaarrrrrggghhh," he grunted, slewing his
sperm juices inside her and feeling them again leak out along the length
of swollen dick.

"Can I lick her clean," Brian, the naked boy, his young cock rampant again,
asked as his eyes beamed.

"Ah ... be my guest, Brian," Mr. Barrett consented.

Brian got between Janice's legs and began licking and sucking her father's
and her own juices from her pussy. Janice moaned, a hand took hold of the
top of his head and pulled him toward her, deeper inside her pussy's wet
crevices. "Ah, that's so good," Janice sighed. Brian lapped at her leisurely
enough, taking his time, and Janice closed her eyes, enjoying the tingling
between her legs as his tongue worked itself into her.

Neither noticed when the nurse, Beverley, returned accompanied by doctor,
who w a long white coat with a stethoscope about his neck and a pocket 
organizer
with pens and a few other small instruments he used in his examinations of
the patients. They stood a while, watching the scene on the bed, loathe to
disturb the pleasure they saw the children were having.

At some point, Janice arched her head back, and her hips were thrust forward
as her arse went off the bed. "Oh, geez. Ahhhhhrrrr, fffffttttt," she 
squealed
as she sprayed Brian's mouth, rewarding him with a wet orgasm. Slowly, she
slumped, and then Brian, after a few close and very deep licks, pulled his
face out of Janice's more than satisfied youngster's cunny. The doctor and
nurse let Janice catch her breath before she noticed them.

"Janice," the doctor approached her with a wide grin, "I'm Dr. Clements.
I 'm going to be your physician while you are a patient here. Did you enjoy
the sex you just had with your family?"

"Um ... yeah ..." Janice answered in a somewhat dazed and distracted manner.
"It was awesome," she added after a few more moments.

"Well, we're going to teach you how to use your body for the best sex you
can imagine," Dr. Clements told her, taking a seat on the bed next to her
and placing a hand on her near thigh. "Now, I just need to spend some time
with you and give you a basic physical. Can I do that, do you think?" He
made as though it was her decision, but took his stethoscope and applied
it to her chest before she could actually respond.

"Aaaahhhh," Janice flinched, then shivered, "that's cold."

He listened to he beating heart, then moved end of the stethoscope around
to various points on her chest and abdomen. He dropped it then began tapping
her chest with his fingers, grazing her nipples and causing them to stiffen.
"I'll bet you're a very `hot' little girl right now, aren't you," he said.

"Very hot," Mrs. Basset answered in agreement with him.

"Janice is an incredible fuck, Doctor," her father told him. "Very tight.
And very, very wet."

"Well, I'll find that out for myself in just a bit." He placed a hand on
narrowed curve of her closed crotch, "Open your legs sweetheart. Spread them
wide." He took a pair of latex gloves from a pocket of his lab coat and 
snapped
them on, then gently placed his hand back at her crotch. "Are you dripping
wet again?" he asked.

"Yes ..." Janice sighed.

"Nurse, will you get the usual blood and urine samples," he ordered. "I'll
be back in a few minutes, Janice," he told her, "and then you and I will
have sex, just like you did with your father."

"Will I have to suck your cock?"

"Of course, dear," he informed her, "Everyone at this institution learns
to suck cock and pussy, and even arse holes."

"Is yours as big as my Daddy's?"

"Well, you'll find out soon enough," he said, then left for several minutes
to let the nurse collect the samples he had ordered.

Janice didn't mind the needle so much, it was just a light pinch, then the
red fluid flowed into test tubes, pumped out by her own blood pressure. 
"There,
all done," Beverley told her. "Now, you can squat over this bowl and pee
into it, sweetie."

"Where's the bathroom?" Janice asked, looking at the yellow kidney shaped
plastic dish Beverley held out to her. She was embarrassed.

"You won't need the bathroom, dear," Beverley insisted, "you can just do
it now and then it will over with."

"Can I ..." then she noticed that unlike other hospital type wards, this
one had no curtains to afford privacy. "Do I have to do it in front of 
everybody?"

"Don't be embarrassed," Beverley smiled, "you don't get to have privacy 
here.
You even have bowel movements-poop-in front of everyone when you need to."
She pressed the dish into Janice's hand and ordered her, "Now squat, 
sweetheart."

Blushing in trepidation, shivering, goose bumps beginning to appear, Janice
squatted and peed into the kidney dish. The strong smell of acid permeated
everyone's noses as the golden yellow flow streamed into the bowl. While
Janice peed, Beverley found a sterile sample bottle and undid the cap. Her
mother handed her some tissue and Janice blotted then stood. Beverley filled
the bottle, capped it and laid it on the cabinet beside Janice's bed. There
was some pee still left in the bowl.

"There," Beverley said, "that wasn't so bad, now, was it."

When the doctor returned he was as naked as anyone else in the room, sandals
on his feet, his prick standing to attention in anticipation of plumbing
the depths of this beautiful child sitting on the bed. He sat beside and
took the pee filled bowl. "Drink the rest of this, now," he ordered.

Janice grimaced, recoiling from the thought, "No!!"

"If you don't drink it, then you'll have it poured down your throat will
we restrain you," Dr. Clements made it very clear. He looked to the Bassets
for support.

"Janice, do as the doctor says, sweetheart," Mr. Basset commanded.

"Mommy?!" Janice made one final appeal before she realized everyone was on
the doctor's side. She looked down as his penis stiffened even more. She
looked at him, "Can I suck your penis if I drink this?"

"Of course you can," he smiled, seeing that she had learned to enjoyed cock
sucking. "Down the hatch now, eh."

Janice gulped down the yellow, acidic liquid as quickly as she could and
made a face of disgust. Then, as she had been promised she made to get on
her knees and suck the doctor's penis. He stopped her, laid back, and 
directed
her to climb on over him so that her twat was over his face and he could
suck and lick her at the same time.

"It's so big," Janice sighed. She licked the head of a circumcised eight
and a half inch member that was at least two inches in circumference. The
doctor grunted, his hips jerked at the touch of the girl's inexperienced
tongue as she licked the slick pre-cum from the head. Janice felt her hips
spasm involuntarily as a slickly fat tongue found her pussy and slid it's
tip along the edges of her outer lips, still wet from her mother and father
having played with her there. She licked from the head to the base, then
along the sensitive underside and felt him push his hips up even more 
spastically,
groaning with pleasure as his tongue worked past her lips and into her cunt
hole properly. Then he backed out, found her tiny clitoris, and flicked his
tongue against it.

"Eeeeeeyaaaa," Janice squealed, coming instantly and spraying his nose and
lips with her cunny juice.

"That's great, Janice," Dr. Clements told gaily. "Now, let's switch you 
about
and get you to sit on my pecker, can you do that for me?"

"Sit on it?" she asked, perplexed.

"Let me show what he means, sweetie," her mother offered, coming and taking
her by the hand and getting Janice to place herself on her knees over the
long thick organ. "Now, we pressed it against your pussy, and you press down
on it," She said. "Do you understand?"

"I think so. Like this?" Janice pushed her cunt onto the head of the 
doctor's
prick until the head was in. She felt really stretched, filled up by this
huge thing. "OH! Doctor, you're going to split me wide open, but after a
moment, she allowed herself to slide down on the man's organ further, then
more, and a little more, until he was so deep inside that she couldn't go
stand on it. "OH WOW!!! Janice yelled.

"Now, pull yourself up," Dr. Clements instructed.

Janice did as she was told, slowly pulling herself off his prick, but before
he was totally withdrawn, he stopped her. With his hands about her waist,
Dr. Clements pushed down again, and Janice yelled again as she was suffused
with incredible sensations all through her body. He pulled her back up, and
pushed her down again, until he was sure she could handle the rhythm he was
trying to make.

"Now, bounce up and down on my prick, Janice," he told her.

"I-I'm coming again," she yelped, following his instructions. She bounced,
and he pushed up to meet her with deep thrusts that drove her wild with 
lust.
She had never imagined so much joy could be had from doing something so 
simple.
His penis was tightly held between her lips, so the rhythm was slow, but
it was also extremely sensitive, and finally he was unable to hold on but
began to spurt his load into her, straight up her birth canal.

"OHHHH!!! DOCTOR!!!!"

"Uuuuuuuhhhhhnnnnn," he lunged up with one more thrust, and his hands 
brought
her hips down to meet his organ as they shook in mutual release. She felt
his prick explode inside her, then exploded herself, not once, or twice,
but three, or was it four times, before she felt his penis begin to slacken
and go limp within her.

"Fuck but you're a tight little whore," Dr. Clements grinned, satisfied that
Janice was going to be a very sought after addition to the sanatorium. He
panted as he held her against his chest, his pecker still inside her even
though he was quickly losing his hardness. "Now, I want you to give everyone
in the room a kiss on their arseholes before Beverley takes you to get 
cleaned
up and ready for lunch. Can you do that for me?"

"You mean, you want me to ..."

"Kiss their poop chute, yes" the doctor was firm again, "that's exactly what
I want you to do."

"That's ... yuck ..."

"Do you want to fuck?"

"Yes, oh yes."

"Then kiss everyone's poop chute before you leave. Start with you're 
father's."

"Bend over, Mr. Barrett," Beverley ordered politely, "she has to learn to
follow orders."

Mr. Barrett bent over and everyone else was told through gestures to do the
same beside him. Janice dropped to her knees and saw the large round pink
hole, puckered and ready for a kiss. She pressed her lips to it and held
them in place for a second or two, then pulled away. She went to her mother
's bottom next, looking at a similar puckered hole and pressed her lips to
it. This time, she licked it gently to see what would happen and heard a
soft pleasured moan. She went to Mrs. Mannion and kissed the pink hole. It
tasted delicious, she decided, and went on to Brian, whom she lingered over,
and made groan loudly as she licked him. Finally, she kissed Beverley's 
pucker,
and then the doctor's.

"Well, folks, I think you have a very obedient little miss here," Dr. 
Clements
told her parents, "And we will be able to train and teach her what she knows
with a minimum of fuss or punishment, I think."

"Come with me, Janice," Beverley commanded in a soft voice, then pulled her
by the wrist and through the door.

[ part 2 ]

Cleaning up for Janice was left by Beverly to a tall, thin nurse with large
breasts and very pink lips both on her mouth and between her legs. Her cunt,
Janice saw, was bald, her head as naked as the rest of her. The nurse smiled
at Janice and took her hand, leading her from the nurse's station to a room
several doors down the hall. It was an examining room, not a bathroom, and
it had no bathtub or shower. It had a table with a white rubber sheet 
stretched
over it, and stirrups for the feet, as in a gynecologist's office.

"I'm Tina, Janice," the woman, who was only about twenty-five or so smiled,
her teeth visible as large while blocks perfectly aligned in her mouth.

"How are you getting along so far?" She began to run water in a sink and
fill a bowl. "I'm just going to give you a wash and then lead you to the
common room for lunch."

"My dad fucked me," Janice told Tina. "And Dr. Clements."

"And how was it?" The washcloth obscured her answer for a moment as it was
pressed into Janice's face.

"Mmmm ... great. Incredible. Awesome ..." Janice finally articulated. The
washcloth found her nipples, and she had an overwhelming desire to tweak
the nurse's own pinkish red aureole, huge buttons of flesh. She reached up
a hand and tentatively touched one. "Could I suck it?" she asked, having
lost any inhibitions in the bedroom with her parents.

"Wait `til I finish, please," Tina announced, then added, "but you can play
with it if you like." Tina moaned softly as Janice rubbed at the stiffened
flesh. "That's very nice, Janice," she sighed, then her washcloth found 
Janice's
cleft and pushed in, wiping away the dried, caked on seminal and pussy 
fluids.

"Ahhhhh," Janice moaned, contentedly. "Oooohhhhhmmmmm," she sighed, "that'
s so awesome."

"There, all done." Tina put the washcloth to one side, then bent over the
child and pressed her open mouth to Janice's, while she reached for Janice's
hand and placed it on her mound of tit. "Tweak it, dear," she implored 
Janice.
Janice did as she was asked, returning the kiss with a tongue in Tina's 
mouth.

"Wow!" Janice sighed as they finished their kiss and her fingers had made
Tina sigh and groan and go all gooey between her legs.

"Okay, then," Tina told her. "Spread your legs now." Tina put on rubber 
surgical
gloves and from a counter Tina took some items and laid them on the raised
tray next to the examining table. "I'm going to put this in your pussy, 
Janice,"
she said, holding up two small silver balls joined securely by a length of
chain, "and this in your arse." The other item was an anal plug about seven
inches long and two inches in diameter.

"Will they hurt?" Janice wasn't sure about this.

"They might feel awkward at first," Tina answered, pulling Janice's butt
to the edge of the table and spreading some vaseline on to each ball. She
pushed the girl's pussy lips to the side, and inserted one ball, then the
other pushing them up as far as they would go.

"Oooooaaaaaaffffff," Janice groaned, caught between the pleasure and feeling
how awkward the benwa balls felt in her cunt.

Then Tina had Janice pull her knees all the way to her nipples, exposing
her arse, pressed the greased rubber instrument and shoved hard.

"Oooooowwwwwww!!!!!" Janice squealed painfully, "th-that hurts."

"Just relax," Tina told her. "Later, we'll remove it and someone will fuck
your arsehole."

"But ... I thought ..." she began.

"It's the last hole a cock will go into you, dear," Tina smiled. "Relax."
Tina let Janice lay there for a few minutes while she straightened up about
the room. "Now, I'll take you to lunch," she said when she was ready.

Janice walked down the hall with an awkward bowlegged gait because of the
arse plug, and felt the benwa balls in her pussy rub up and down and back
and forth over her tenderly sensitive insides, stimulating her again. She
couldn't help but begin to drip pussy juice as they approached the lounge.
The dining room was part of a large lounge at one end of the floor, divided
into several different sections, one for eating at tables, one for eating
while stretched on couches, and a space with plumply soft mattresses laid
on the floor for sex games. A television and stereo were set up in yet 
another
room off to the side of the lounge, children and teens stretched on small
mattresses as they watched a program. Janice watched as hands and mouths
played with the private parts which were readily available, a little girl
licked the tit of an older one as she watched a show on television. Another
girl licked her anus, which made Janice wince with disgust.

In the corner with couches food was set on low tables. Pastries, finger 
sandwiches,
juices, sliced fruits and several kinds of salad. Janice watched in 
fascination
as, stretched on a couch, a girl's cunt was stuffed with a finger sandwich
by a sanatorium staff member, salad was piled on her stomach, while between
her swelling titties was piled some fruit and her nipples topped off with
whipped cream. Tina lead Janice over to the girl and gestured to her to get
between her legs.

"There's your lunch, sweetie," Tina grinned, "enjoy it. There's more on the
table if you want it."

"I can't eat that," Janice protested, indicating the sandwich which was 
firmly
ensconced between the girl's cunny lips.

"That's how we do things around here, Janice," Tina told her firmly, "and
if you can't participate then you won't eat anything but bread and water."
She paused to see if that hit home. "Is that what you want to do," Tina 
finally
asked, "subsist on bread and water?"

"No," Janice replied, staring at the girl's sex organs, which now held her
lunch.

"Then eat up," Tina encouraged, "go on, Take a bite."

The girl's legs either side of her head, and spread wide, Janice tentatively
pushed forward and placed her mouth against the dripping cunt lips. The 
sandwich
by this time was soggy with pussy juices, but Janice, reluctantly, nibbled
at it. That first nibble decided her and she nibbled again, pulling the 
still
visible part of the sandwich toward her and munching hungrily. When she saw
that the rest of the bread and meat were inside the girl's pussy she drove
her tongue in and wiggled the sandwich into her own mouth as her lips spread
themselves over her partner's twat. The soggy sandwich almost melted in 
Janice's
mouth and she sucked what she could of the rest of it forward between her
lips. When she could feel more still inside, but had no way of getting it
out with her tongue, she inserted a finger. The girl's twat contracted, 
squeezing
gently, and Janice heard her groan and sigh loudly as she came. With the
finger, Janice levered the last bite of sandwich into her mouth and sucked
it home, tasting the girl's cum juices as she swallowed it.

Janice licked her lips, her face was covered in slimey goo as she pulled
herself up and dove into the salad using just her mouth, copying others 
around
her doing it the same way. As Janice ate, she massaged the clitty of the
girl and made her moans echo around the room; Janice smiled as the girl 
shuddered
in the throes of another orgasm, her face buried in the caesar salad, 
crunching
on lettuce and croutons, and licking smeared salad dressing from the girl's
belly. She drove two more fingers deeper into the girl's pussy as she 
levered
her thumb against the stiffened nub of clitoris and made the girl yelp with
another series of orgasms that shook the salad and made leaves of lettuce
fall to the couch, which Janice took and smeared with cunny juice between
the girl's legs before popping them into her mouth.

The salad had been delicious, and now Janice climbed up to the fruit salad
layered across the girl's breasts, her mounds of tit topped with juicy 
maraschino
cherries and whipped cream. Janice licked the pineapple and pears and orange
slices between her lips and munched then slurped at the stickily mingled
fruit juices before covering her face in whipped cream and making the girl
squeal again as her bared nipples, sensitive to the touch of Janice's tongue
sent waves of electrical pleasure through her body. It was then that Janice
realized a hand was between her own legs and, when she looked up, saw the
girl's mouth widened in a mischievous grin as her fingers found Janice's
own clitty and made her hips jerk and Janice's mouth formed a soundless 
exclamation
after the unexpected touch. The girl rubbed hard, Janice slurped greedily
at her partner's syrup slobbered nipples, and both soon came in a rush of
loud and extended yelps and sighs. Janice collapsed atop her new conquest
and the girl ran a hand through her bared pussy lips, gently caressing them.

"What did you think of lunch?" the girl asked.

"Oh wow!" Janice heaved with a breath, "that was fantastic." Janice lay 
stretched
along the girl, resting from all the sexual exertion. "What's your name?"

"Andrea," the girl said. "What's your's?"

"Janice."

"You just arrived today?" she asked, but knew she need not have asked. 
"Yeah,"
Janice said, and languidly licked at Alicia's nipple. "Have you been here
long?"

"Almost four years," Alicia said. "I'm going to be moved to the teen floor
any time now. As soon as I start my period."

They were interrupted by a young man who cut short their conversation and
ushered them to a nearby shower to rinse off the accumulated gunk of lunch,
then herded them to a group of boys and girls on a set of thick gym mats
licking genitals in a sixty-nine position. He had Janice stretch out on her
back and placed a boy and his half hardened prick over her face. At her 
crotch,
she felt a slippery tongue begin to probe between her parted legs, and 
moaned
softly.

She let the boy lower his cock into her mouth and closed her lips about it,
sucking it, slurping her tongue against it and feeling it grow and expand
as it pushed itself down her throat. The tongue between her legs made her
back arch as she pushed her cunt against it, feeling it lick against her
inner lips, which started an orgasm that made her shiver and shudder 
convulsively,
rubbing her pussy harder against the face that was in it. "Ooooooh!!"

Janice moaned, sucking harder on the cock in her mouth and feeling it spasm
against her throat and let go with spurts of thick, warm cum splashing down
her throat, then into her face. She licked it clean as it shrunk, then 
waited
for the next cock.

Over and over for the next hour, Janice sucked cocked into mouth and had
explosion after explosion splash down her throat or into her face, and 
betwen
her legs, her pussy spasmed, contracted, let go with wondrous pleasure. And
by the time the nurse came and checked out how she was doing, Janice had
developed a steady and very impressive ability to work her tongue against
any prick that might enter her mouth. Her mushy cunt dripped with her own
juices as boys worked at it with their own tongues, feeling her jerk and
convulse as she dribbled with orgasmic juices into their faces.

"Janice, darling," a nurse called through the haze of concentrating on being
licked and sucking on prick after prick. "Janice, darling," the nurse called
again. "It's time to get gang-banged, sweety."

"What's `gang-banged'?" Janice asked looking up from the prick that had just
spew its load over her cum smeared face.

Some of the male staff and some of the boys fuck you one after the other,"
the nurse told her. Janice was fixated on the large milk engorged tits she
saw before her, and could not resist pressing a hand into the bulbous flesh.
"Would you like to nurse on them?" she was asked.

"Would I?!" Janice said enthusiastically. She left her place in line, seeing
that another girl took up where she had to leave off.

"Well then, after you get gang fucked I'll let you suckle for a while. How
does that sound?"

"That would be great," Janice grinned.

She followed the nurse back to her ward, her face still smeared with boy
come. The benwa balls in her pussy and the anal plug rubbed provocatively
against sensitive parts, and Janice had to stop for a second as an orgasm
overwhelmed her, and she grabbed for the wall.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh, geeeeeeeez," she moaned loudly, while the nurse 
waited
for her to regain control, "that is really incredible." She gasped as the
orgasm hit a crescendo, then slowly levelled off.

"Get used to it, sweetie," the nurse told her. "If you don't have cock up
inside there, then the benwa balls will be."

"What about the thing in my arse?"

"The same applies. If you don't have a tongue or a cock or a finger there,
the anal plug will be."

Janice found two other girls in the ward when they got there, both naked,
their benwa balls removed from their twats, and their mouths licking on 
their
anal plugs. Janice grimaced in distaste as she saw them suck, while a second
nurse draped a rubber sheet over each of their beds. While the second nurse
put a rubber sheet on Janice's bed, Tina removed Janice's anal plug.

"Suck this clean,Janice," she ordered, "then lay it on the table at the foot
of the bed."

"D-do I have really have to?" Janice asked in trepidation. "It's probably
all full of `you know what'."

"Of what? Shit, Janice," Tina asked. "That's the whole point of putting it
up your arse. No more questions, do it." She waited while the girl gave the
head of the rubber plug a tentative lick. "More."

Janice complied reluctantly, licking slowly. "Now, lay down so I can get
the benwa ball out and get you ready for screwing."

Tina spread Janice's legs as wide as possible, then inserted her fingers
to grasp the benwa balls and draw them out of Janice's twat, soaked and 
drippingly
moist. It was an easy task, seeing as the little girl's twat was so wet,
and she grinned as Janice moaned and her twat gave a spasm of pleasure while
she sucked the anal plug.

A boy with red hair and nothing covering his genitals arrived with a tall
young man who wore only a pair of running shoes on his feet and a key on
his wrist. The boy was half hard, and the young man's prick was at least
ten inches long when fully erect, though now, it was in the midst of 
hardening
slowly as he entered the room and surveyed the three girls with legs spread
on the rubber sheeting.

The second nurse came up to Tina. "Should they be put in restraints?"

"Have either of the other two resisted or been uncooperative at any time?"
Tina asked.

"Marsha refused to lick her mother's pussy in the beginning."

"Then tie her down and make sure she gets twat over her face while the men
and boys screw her," Tina ordered.

"Oh, and she is not allowed to use the toilet for twenty-four hours," Tina
added. "That will teach the little whore." She watched as the nurse got the
help of the young man to hold Marsha down, stuffing her mouth with a wet
rag that had been soaked in piss and was kept on hand for just such 
occasions
as this.

Tina turned back to Janice. "That's what happens when you refuse to obey
or don't participate fully," she told Janice. "Do you have anymore 
questions?"

"How many people will be ... fucking ... me?" she asked.

"At least three adults and five boys, sweetie. They'll be allowed to do it
as much as they want. You'll also be eating some pussy, you will be pissed
on, and you may be eating some shit, if someone wants to use you as a 
toilet."

"Oh yuck," Janice grimaced with distaste.

"If you refuse," Tina said, "you'll end up like Marsha is now." She motioned
for her to sit up and watch what they had done to the ten year old girl.
"And that's just because she refused to have sex with her mother. She 
doesn't
want to have sex with girls, you see. She'll have to be trained to do that."

"I liked licking my mother's cunt," Janice told Tina, "it was fun watching
her jerk when she came. And I liked eating lunch off that girl's body and
then slurping down in her cunt, and letting her slurp on mine."

Well then, let's get started, shall we," and she had Janice lay down and
open her legs for inspection. Tina inserted a finger or two between Janice'
s cunt lips, then pushed them in. Janice moaned with the pleasure she felt
as her cunt became moist and slurpily wet. "Well, Janice," Tina smiled, 
"you're
just so flooded with juices down there, aren't you?"

"I can't wait," Janice pinched a nipple.

"Well, let's get your cunt full of cock, then, shall we." Tina beckoned to
the red haired boy. "Give her a good ramming, Johnny."

Johnny's cock was fully erect, hard and waiting for nice juicy cunt. He 
mounted
Janice and placed his hands over her nipples. Janice took hold of his prick
and stroked it, then guided it into her pussy.

Janice heard a muffled screech from Marsha's direction and looked over at
her. Marsha was being rammed by the young man's ten inches of hard cock as
she fought against it. The second nurse was greeting a small black woman
and helping her position her cunt over Marsha' face, then pulling out the
rag from her mouth. Marsha tried screeching again, but it was quickly cut
off as the woman sat over her mouth and pushed her pussy against it. Marsha
was forced to open it as a stream of piss began and flood her mouth, making
her almost gargle it. Finally, Marsha swallowed it and began to tongue the
woman's twat, trying now to obey and be good.

Other boys and girls entered the room, then Janice recognized her mother
and father, and called to them as, at the same time, she was screwed hard
by the boy on top of her. Her father came up to her, placed his legs either
side of her head, then inserted his half hard prick into Janice's mouth.
Others waited, milling about the room. Janice helped the boy by squeezing
her wet cunt against his cock, and then she felt his sperm squirting against
the walls of her twat and, even with her father's cock in her mouth, she
moaned as it coated her insides with four more spurts of his juice. She 
still
hadn't come yet, herself, but continued slurpily sucking her father's 
pecker,
a satisfied grin on her face.

Soon, her father was shooting down her throat and Janice gulped down the
sperm as he spurted again and again. When he pulled out of her mouth, and
got up off the bed, Janice sat up and started kissing his purple head and
licking his balls, making him moan and sigh. He turned about, bent over,
and she attacked his arsehole aggressively, licking and kissing it with 
abandon.
She slipped a hand between his legs and felt his prick harden once more as
her tongue and lips worked at his anus.

"Okay, sweet thing," her father said, "that's enough for now. I'm going to
fuck that girl in restraints."

Janice gave her father's arse one final lick and a kiss, then got ready for
two boys waiting for their own fucks with her. She took one boy's almost
hard prick in her and began to pump at it, and did the same for the other
boy.

"I want to fuck you in the arse," the first boy told her.

"And I want to fuck your pussy at the same time," the other boy said. He
let Janice play with him for a minute or two more, until he was very hard,
then lay on the bed. "Suck on it before you put it in your pussy." Janice
knelt on the floor beside the bed and took the boy's prick into her mouth
and began to lick the circumcised head. Then drew her tongue down the short
length. The boy shivered and buck slightly.

While she licked the first boy, the other put his fact between her arse 
cheeks
and licked her arsehole, getting it nice and wet so he could enter. "Get
on top of me," the first boy ordered, "put my prick in your pussy." She 
moaned
as he entered her, stretching her, as her father had done earlier. "Oh 
jeez,"
the boy muttered, "That's terrific."

The other boy stood and pointed his short, hard member at Janice's arsehole
and pressed hard.

"AHHHHHHH," Janice cried as she felt his prick spread her and press into
her arse, then she could feel him almost all the way into her. He stopped
and gave her a moment to adjust and get used to his prick in her hole, then
pressed once more and was completely within her. "Ahhhhh," she groaned, but
relaxed as the first boy's prick rammed itself into her pussy and made drip
with juice all over his prick. Janice shivered as she felt the beginnings
of orgasm in her pussy, and a stroke or two more of both boys broke it in
a wave over her, extending to her toes, and up to her neck. The boy under
her played with her hard nipples as she came, and then he was shooting his
load into her.

"OOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!" he groaned, spurting twice, three times, then a final
fourth time. Then the boy in her arse stared his orgasm and she felt his
prick let go with a hard shot of cum, then another before he fell onto her.
It went on like this with each person, sometimes singly, sometimes with two
or three cumming in her cunt, her arse, her mouth. She licked and sucked
and dry fucked cunt and twat over and over again. She was pissed on, first
by her mother, then each and everyone in succession as they were drained
of cum and twat juices. Finally, her mother sat over her face.

"Don't flinch," her mother ordered, "eat it all, no matter who disgusting
it tastes or feels." Janice felt the softened and mushy texture of her 
mother's
shit as it was pressed between her lips. Janice felt her gorge rise, but
fought to keep it down as she mashed the shit in her mouth and swallowed
it. Funnily enough, it seemed to have a sweetness about it, and the taste
wasn't as bad as she thought it might be. Her mother kept it up for several
minutes, squatting over Janice's face, then when she was done pushed her
arse down against Janice's lips. "Lick me clean, now." And Janice obeyed
as her mother bent forward and ate her twat out one last time to orgasm.

When her mother pulled herself from Janice's face, she bent down and gave
Janice a long, probing tongue kiss. Janice pulled her mother's head against
her mouth, kissing hungrily. "Oh, that was beautiful, Mommy!" she squealed
beneath her mother's kiss.

"I promised Janice I'd let her nurse," Tina told her mother as she came up
to them. At Marsha's bed three or four women too their place and squatting
over various parts of her body, pissed or shit on her. She struggled against
her bonds, wanting out of this place as she was used for a toilet.

In a free moment, settling herself in Tina's lap, Janice surveyed the 
condition
of the other girl who was getting it in all three holes at once. In her cunt
from a black boy about fifteen years old, in her arse from another boy only
about thirteen, and she had what looked like a huge black prick in her 
mouth.
She was enjoying every moment as she gyrated to keep a rhythm between all
three entry ways.

Tina placed a hand under one breast, offering the nipple to Janice. The girl
licked it first, then pressed her lips against it while Tina pressed her
fingers. A spurt of mother's milk shot down Janice's throat, she was hooked,
working her lips against the nipple and taking as much milk as she could
get all at once. Through the corner of her eye she watched the girl sucking
the big black prick, moaning, screeching as she came, and came, and came,
her body squirming joyfully between all the pricks inside her.

"Ahhhhhhhhh," Janice sighed, feeling Tina's finger press into her arsehole
and drive it up. She continued to suckle, then realized she should 
reciprocate
with Tina, and pressed her own hand against the woman's hotly drenched pussy
and rubbed.

"OH!!" Tina moaned gratefully, "Do it!! Suckle your new mummy, Janice. Oh,
yeeesssss! You're learning very quickly, "Ah, ah, ah. Oooooohhhhhhhhh! I'm
cumming, you're getting me off. Yoooouu'll maaake a wunnerful whore." The
combination of a hand at her twat, and a mouth on her nipple, drinking 
eagerly,
had Tina going mad with orgasms, one after the other. She had no idea how
long they kept coming, but she was oblivious as to when Janice stopped 
suckling
and just started to rub between her pussy lips and begin to slurp on the
other tit. And then she was collapsing in bliss, her arm around the child,
who snuggled against her and pressed her fingers against Tina's clitty, 
listening
to the nurse's heavy breathing and sucking and kissing her other titty. 
Finally,
Tina pushed Janice gently away. Looming over her and pressing her mouth to
the girl's for long, drawn out french kiss.

"That was wonderful, child." Tina smiled down on Janice, "You, my darling,
are going to make a beautiful slut."

"What's a `slut'" Janice naively asked.

"A girl or a woman who will have sex at the drop of a hat. Anyone who will
lay down or bend over and part their legs for a prick or a mouth, or even
fingers, and then do the same for the one who just did it to them. A lot
of the time they do it for money. Then they are called whore's."

"I wouldn't mind being a `whore'," Janice said, a twinkle in her eye at the
mention of money, "If can lick tits and pussy, and cock."

"Well then, you'll be doing a lot of that," Tina told her. "Now, you must
be pooped out, so why don't you take a nap. And later, I'll get you a nice
big prick to suck and be fucked with. How does that sound?"

"Great," Janice was enthusiastic. Tina held the covers of the bed, and 
Janice
slipped beneath them. Tina bent over and they kissed passionately while 
Janice's
hand went to one of Tina's nipples and tweaked.

"Sleep tight," Tina said, "I'll wake you when it's time for more sex."
[ part 3 ]

Marsha lay strapped to the low gurney, her head held in place by a helmet
fixed to the gurney, and which was able to slide back and forth, was pasted
over with electrodes, her mouth held open with a plastic gag which stretched
it into a grotesque clown's grin. Her torso and wrists were held in place
by thick white padded straps, her thighs, lashed and held in place by 
pulleys,
arched up and out to reveal her pink, hairless twat. The nurse, thin but
strong with a very wet twat in the presence of this young girl, stood to
one side as Patsy, her mother's friend, ate at the child twat and licked
her clitty, which also had an electrode tapped to it, but was still exposed
because it was so stiffly erect as the woman played her tongue over it. All
at once, Marsha wanted to enjoy the tongue working her over, but at the same
time, pulled and protested at her bindings because she didn't want to have
sex with girls or women.

"Well, Marsha," the nurse asked, "are you enjoying that wonderful tongue
playing with your twat?" She watched as the child's eyes pleaded to be 
released.
"Would you like to eat some twat, now?"

Marsha's look of anxiety told the nurse she would have to either sweeten
her offer, or show Marsha the consequences of refusing. "It's very warm,
and juicy in there," the nurse said, straddling the gurney and lightly 
pressing
her pussy against Marsha's lips. "Try it," she commanded gently, "I think
you'll enjoy it." She pressed in a little more, but Marsha tried as best
she could to avoid the slippery lips of the woman's twat. "We'll have to
give you a shock, or two, if you don't eat my pussy, you know." Marsha 
grunted
her refusal, even as she convulsed and her body succumbed to Patsy lapping
and kissing between her legs.

Marsha remembered the evening after her sixth birthday party. She had 
thought
her mother was taking her up to bed, Patsy coming up behind them as they
ascended the stairs. Instead, Mommy had directed her toward her own bedroom,
and all three went inside. Marsha was content to let Mommy and Patsy take
her clothes off, even her underwear so that she stood in front of both of
them naked. Then Mommy and Patsy gave each other a long, passionate kiss
while each took off the other's clothes until they also were both naked.
Then, they sat on the bed, either side of Marsha. They had pushed Marsha
down between them, and their hands and mouths had started to play with her
and kiss her all over. At first, relaxing under their touch, she had enjoyed
it, her body wiggling delightedly. Her mother kissed her on the lips, pushed
her tongue inside Marsha's mouth, something that she had never done before,
she played her own tongue against her mother's tongue. Patsy began to kiss
her nipples, and that sent all sorts of tingles and weird, wonderful 
feelings
through her tiny body. A hand, began to rub "down there", what Mommy later
told her was called her pussy, or twat, then she felt one finger, then two
pushed inside, and Marsha pressed her pussy lips against them as they worked
her slippery, and very moist insides.

Standing to one side, the nurse and Patsy watched as the little girl 
convulsed
from the shock being sent through her body, a five second charge. Then she
stopped and slumped, her mouth drooling, her eyes blankly staring into 
space.
Patsy and the nurse sat on either side of Marsha and caressed her, waiting
for her to recover a sense of place.

"This usually makes them think twice about resisting orders again," the 
nurse
told Patsy.

"I don't know." Patsy grinned, running a finger along Marsha's juicing 
pussy,
"I kind of got off on it, myself." She kept an eye on the nurse as she 
glanced
at Patsy's creamy pussy juice as it dribbled down her thigh. When they saw
that Marsha was beginning to come to her senses, Patsy shoved her fingers
deeper into her pussy and smiled wickedly. "Are you still going to say no
to licking my pussy, you little whore. She has no problem getting a cock
rammed in her pussy, but she does shy away from letting a girl tongue her
out." Patsy placed her knees either side of Marsha's head, and then rubbed
her cunt against the girl's mouth. She felt a tentative lick and pushed her
pussy against the unwilling tongue, then tweaked Marsha's nipples. It caused
Marsha to lick harder, more intensely, and Patsy knew she had her.

The nurse got between the little girl's legs, ran two fingers along the 
outer
lips of her twat and watched Marsha strive to meet the fingers with a thrust
that helped the nurse's fingers inside and push them deeper.

"Oooooaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh," the child moaned from under Patsy's own cunt.
The nurse pulled her fingers out, and setting her head between Marsha's 
legs,
began to lick her twat. Marsha pushed hard against the woman's working 
tongue.
She continued to moan loudly, and then she was having an orgasm that shook
her to the core. The nurse kept up her tonguing for a long time, then after
a long, extended cum, pulled her tongue away from Marsha's cunt. Patsy 
dismounted,
totally satisfied by the child's tonguing. "Oh, shit, she was good," Patsy
said, breathless. "What now?"

"We give her one more shock treatment, then send her back to the ward," the
nurse said.

Marsha woke gradually, slowly trying to stretch her muscles, but finding
instead that she was bond tightly to the bed she lay in. Between her legs,
which were spread wide and held in place by another set of tight straps,
she felt a tongue and mouth play against the lips of her pussy, and she 
relaxed,
her eyes closed as she gave herself up to the beautiful feeling being drawn
out of her. A slurp-slurp sound went along with the tonguing as she felt
it forcefully invade her cunt and drive up into it. Marsha lifted her arse
off the bed as best she could to meet the tonguing head on. She still felt
groggy and drowsy from the shock treatment she had been given, but now this
wonderful oral treatment of her twat was bringing her back to reality. She
pushed hard against the person's mouth as she finally started to cum, 
wiggling,
convulsing, throwing her head from side to side as she had her first orgasm,
then another, and another.

Now, someone was at the foot of the bed, licking her feet. "This is 
unbelievable,"
she thought, bucking her hips rapidly and trying to force her toes into the
mouth at her feet. "Ooooooaaaagggghhhh ..." she groaned through the gag in
her mouth, "Oooooommmmmffffff." She continued cumming and bucking her hips
as whoever slavered over her toes and cunt worked their tongues around them.
Then they stopped and Marsha collapsed, opening her eyes. Two older girls,
also patients on this new ward she had been brought to, sat either side of
her, fingers playing with her navel, or tweaking the extended and very hard
nipples Marsha sported just now. One girl bent to kiss her, wanting to share
with her Marsha's own fluids and wetness from her child-sized cunny.

"You taste exquisite," Marsha heard the girl say, then removed the rag from
her mouth and replace it with her own tongue. The other girl clamped her
teeth on one of Marsha's nipples and played with and licked it.

When she realized whom she had been letting lick her body, Marsha began to
wiggle and thrash about, trying as best she could to stop them. These girls
were lesbians, she knew, and the last thing she wanted was to have sex with
other girls or women. But the girls held her still as they satisfied 
themselves
with her. The second girl put her cunt against Marsha's and began to dry
hump with her. Marsha tried resisting by staying still, but she was betrayed
as her hips began to respond and ply upward, rubbing hard against the other
girl's twat. She heard the girl groan and sigh as she began to cum, then
felt the mingling of her own juices with those dripping from the other girl.
As much as her mind said she should hate this, Marsha's body was enjoying
the rape. The first girl mounted herself above Marsha's face, then sat on
it, rubbing her juice filled cunt drippingly over Marsha's mouth and nose,
forcing Marsha to reciprocate by tonguing her out. "Gawd, but this little
whore is incredible," the first girl told the other as they used her 
roughly.

"Ooooommmmfffff," the first girl heard the second mumble, her mouth and 
tongue
digging deeply into the ten year old's twat.

As she lapped the cunt, Marsha seemed to relax, getting into the action a
bit more. She lavered her tongue back and forth, up and down. She found the
girl's clitoris and ran her tongue over it. "Oh, yeeeeeee-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,"
the girl bore down on Marsha's face, almost smothering her, "do it, lick
it, bitch, lick hard." She began cumming, spraying Marsha with her juices
and rubbing hard against her face.

Marsha bucked against the second girl as she came and lifted her buttocks
off the bed, and her pussy mashed against mouth and nose, the girl slurping
madly, her tongue finding Marsha's clitty and driving her wild with 
passionate
abandon as Marsha wiggled and throbbed and bucked up and down against the
mouth at her crotch.

"Aaaagggggggghhhhhh," Marsha groaned from under the first girl's cunt as
she came, and slurped greedily at the salty sweet cum juice forced down her
mouth until the girl collapsed on top of her and both were still, their 
bodies
both maxed out with their sex play. Slowly, the girl's crawled off of 
Marsha,
pushed the rag back into her mouth and went away to their own beds, leaving
her breathlessly exhausted and shaking. Then she realized what she had just
done and started to cry.

Marsha woke to find a thickly padded collar with a leather lead attached
being manoeuvred into place about her neck by the nurse she had been 
assigned
to since being transferred to the lesbian ward. "Lay there until I'm done,
you little whore. Don't give me any trouble or you'll end up on the table
for a schock session. Am I clear."

Marsha nodded fearfully.

"I'm told you enjoyed your little cunt-lapping session with Maureen and Gwen
this afternoon," the nurse said. Having secured the collar properly and 
tightly
about Marsha's neck and the end of the lead to the bed, she released 
Marsha's
wrists from their own bonds, then promptly re-secured in padded leather 
handcuffs
attached by a short chain. When she had down this, she undid Marsha's legs
and helped her to sit. "Kiss my arse, you little witch," she commanded as
she turned and bent over, "I just had a shit, so lick it good and deep and
clean me up."

Marsha hesitated, the nurse turned, forced Marsha down on her back and 
mounted
her face. "I told you to lick me clean, you little whore. Do it. Now!" Then
she pushed her arse down over Marsha's mouth. Her fingers found Marsha's
clitty and pinched at it hard.

Yeoooowwwwwww!!" Marsha screamed, then screamed again when the nurse pinched
her there a second time. She began to lick the nurse's shit off. When it
was done, the nurse took another pair of padded cuffs and hobbled Marsha
at the ankles with a chain that would allow her to walk, but only with 
mincing
steps that would be very slow.

"Okay, Marsha," the nurse said, "Come with me."

Hobbled by the chains on the ankles, Marsha had a hard time staying on her
feet, and nearly fell several times before they reached another room on the
floor. It was private, with a single king-sized bed, low mood lighting and
an adjustable, body length bench with a girl of maybe fourteen or fifteen
strapped tightly to it. Her head, at crotch level, pointed to the floor,
her arms spread on padded extensions were kept in place with velcro straps;
her legs, which opened up access to her crotch, spread wide and tied back
on padded arms that projected out from the bench. The girl smiled as she
watched a man and woman fuck on the bed.

"Is this the girl I want, Mabel," asked the recumbent and bound teenager
on the bench, "Is she a good cunt licker?"

"She is if you keep her in line," Mabel replied. Her juices ran down her
thighs, her nipples stretched. She loved getting in bed with Daphne, and
Daphne enjoyed being bound and used until she was so sore she couldn't move
for days. "She just came up to the floor yesterday. She has a lot to learn."

"We'll give her some good lessons." She turned her attention to Marsha. 
"Come
over here and let me lick on your nipples."

Marsha looked at the couple who were fucking on the bed, wishing her dad
were here so he could do the same for her. She looked at the nurse, whose
name, she now knew, was Mabel. She was plump and had strong arms and legs,
and her tits were huge. She could probably give milk like that nurse that
other new girl-Janice-had suckled. She wondered what that would be like.
"Well," Mabel ordered her, "go and suck her tits."

Marsha minced her way to the girl "I'm Daphne. Start sucking." As Marsha
started sucking Daphne's nipples, she was forced to push herself against
Daphne in order to maintain her balance, and Daphne's tongue had good access
to Marsha's nipples at the same time. Marsha sighed as Daphne's tongue sent
a wave of tingling to her cunt and her clitty stood to attention.

"Ooooohhhhhmmmmm," Daphne moaned, feeling Marsha work on her nipple. A hand
reached up and found her pussy and began to rub it hard. "AAH," she sighed,
"fuck, yes. That feels so good."

Mabel forced Marsha's hand to play with Daphne's genitals, pushing one of
Marsha's fingers along Daphne's cunt lips. "Bring her off, Marsha. Make 
Daphne
come," Mabel commanded her. Marsha worked he hand almost independently of
Mabel's direction after hearing the tone in her voice. Daphne jerked, her
body jolted with an orgasm, then began to go ballistic as orgasm after 
orgasm
took her over and Marsha clamped her teeth hard against her nipple and her
tongue worked it over.

Pain combined with ecstasy as her body ripped its pussy off the table into
the air, then made it come down hard, knocking the breath out of Daphne.

"Uuuuunnnnngggghhhhh!" she groaned out loudly as her bottom hit the table.

"OH!! Is she that good, Daphne?" the woman and man who had been fucking were
now watching Daphne's body after being used the way it had been. "I need
a good tongue up my pussy to lick me clean. Can I borrow her darling?" "If
I can watch," Daphne offered.

"Well, of course, darling."

The man got up and left the room, leaving the two girls and the women alone.
Mabel pulled Marsha off of Daphne, waited a moment with Marsha under her
arm as the woman adjusted herself on the bed, then placed Marsha in the 
sixty-nine
position atop the woman, pushing her face into the woman's cunt. "Lick her
clean you little slut."

Her legs spread wide either side of this woman's head, Marsha felt her 
body's
betrayal as soon as the woman's tongue, then too fingers slipped along her
dripping cunny. Her hips bucked, jerked, and then, her lips spread wide by
the fingers, a thick wet tongue began to work against the slippery wet walls
of her cunt. "Ooooohhhhh," Marsha moaned, then blushed sheepishly that she
was actually beginning to enjoy rape by lesbians.

At her own end, her mouth over the mature quiff, smelling of wonderful 
scents,
Marsha worked her tongue first against the woman's outer lips, and slowly
progressed along them to her inner lips, and finally was lapping deeply 
within
her slickly coated spaces. She was focussed deeper inside when the pair of
hips under her pushed and jerked up against her tongue, then the hips 
established
a rhythm and rocked up and down, back and forth. Marsha's own pussy clamped
down harder over the woman's face and drove itself into orgasm upon orgasm.

Marsha finally collapsed on top of the woman and rolled off of her on to
the bedspread. Both breathed heavy, exhausted breaths, but the woman got
up and went to Daphne and the table and began to run her hands up and down
her body, forcing her tongue into her mouth.

"Come here, you little slut, and lick from the soles of her feet to her 
asshole
for me."

Again, because of the bonds that held her feet and hands, Marsha fumbled
herself off the bed to stand at Daphne's feet, this was humiliating, but
being asked to kiss and lick feet was even more humiliating, but she 
complied
all the same. She licked the girl's big toe, then sucked it into her mouth
for a moment, then licked down the sole of Daphne's foot to her heel and
made the girl jerk and wiggle, even giggle as though being tickled. From
one foot, after licking all the toes, to the other, toe to heel, she licked
along it, then, alternating over both ankles, ran her tongue slowly up the
insides of Daphne's calves. Daphne kicked up and flexed her hips when Marsha
reached the back of both knees, and yelped in ecstatic joy as she was 
tickled
into orgasm. The woman ran her tongue down Daphne's neck, sucked her growing
and stiffened nipples, licked her navel, and just as Marsh reached the lips
of Daphne's cunt and made her jerk and yelp again, the woman sucked the 
girl's
clitoris into her mouth and sucked hard and long. Daphne cried for mercy,
the feelings were exquisite, the cunt lapping was incredible, and she kept
coming and coming and coming. If this was what the institution meant by 
torture,
she wanted it to never end.

"Oh, stop, please stop," she cried aloud for over fifteen minutes, but the
woman kept on using her tongue on Daphne's pussy, and made Marsha drive her
tongue into the girl's arse hole as she kissed it. "Ohhhhhhhhhh-this is 
better
than any cock. Do me, do it to me. Stop it, oh please-stop-do it."

Finally, they stopped, and Daphne collapsed in exhausted bliss. "Keep 
licking
her arsehole," the woman commanded Marsha. She french kissed Daphne, and
while whispering to her, took hold of Marsh by the back of the head and held
her in place over Daphne's arsehole. "Keep licking and eating her," the 
woman
ordered, "or I'll have you sent for shock treatment.

Marsha continued licking and sucking, and Daphne pushed on her bowels, 
sending
a long, creamy mass of feces down it's tubes to end up on Marsha's tongue.
"Eat it, bitch," Daphne commanded. Marsha swallowed the first lump, then
a second, and then she had to wait while each lump melted in her mouth. At
the same time, Daphne pissed, and Marsha's face was covered in it. She 
wanted
to cry, but was scared to death of another shock treatment and continued
licking and sucking shit out of Daphne's bowels, hot and steaming. "Now,
lick my arse and pussy clean you little arse kisser."

After this, they called for her to be taken away, and Mabel came, saw the
state she was in, and told Marsha what a disgusting little dyke she was.
She grabbed her by the elbow and propelled her down the hall to a room where
she was tossed on a bed, her bonds attached to the bed, a hood placed over
her head, and allowed to lay for a while with the shit still on her lips
and the piss covering her face.

[ part 4 ]

Christina Mannion led Brian and Janice onto the secure floor for mental 
patients,
leading them to a ward smelling of disinfectant over piss and shit. An older
boy, his prick hard and pointing almost straight up, was laying on his bed
in restraints, his eyes fiery with need, his hips jerking first one way then
another as though he were fucking an imaginary cunt.

Next to the window, sitting in a geriatric chair, was the Mannion's vacant
eyed daughter, Regan. She sat naked with her wrists bound to the arms of
the chair and a leather collar with straps that came round in back and were
secured so her head would not fall to her chest. Her eyes stared into space,
completely vacant, her mouth slack and drooling while her tongue hung down
over her chin. From across the room, though her mind had been blasted from
her years ago with shock treatments, she could still crave and hanker for
the hard prick of the boy in the other bed.

Christina wiped the drool from Regan's mouth. "It's mummy, sweetie," she
told her in a soft tone. "I brought Brian and his new friend to fuck with
you today. He's a really good fuck, Regan, and I think you'll enjoy it. And
Janice has a very tasty muff." She undid the straps on the collar from 
behind
the chair and then the wrist restraints. She leaned down, beckoning to Brian
and Janice. "Suck her nipples, kids." They did as they were invited, and
Regan responded with a screech of joy that softened into delighted gurgling,
as both her nipples were stimulated and hardened under their tongue's 
manipulations.

"Aaaauuuuugggghhhhhh!" Regan wiggled her hips, then Janice and Brian smelled
a distinctive odour as Regan let her bladder go, and piss flowed from under
her and dripped to the floor. "AAAAAHHHHHGGGGGGLLLLLLL!! she gurgled again.

"Oh, yuck!" Brian protested, "she's pissing, Mom."

"That's cause she isn't toilet trained," Christina told her son.

"How can she not be toilet trained?" Janice asked, "Everyone is toilet 
trained
as a baby."

"She's been here so long, and her brain is only so much mush. And anyway,
the staff on this floor don't let patients go when they `need' to. After
a while, they start pissing and shitting where they are. And a lot of 
patients
will just piss in the middle of the floor, or shit in their bed. The staff
don't care." She pressed a finger against Regan's clitty, and the girl 
screeched
joyfully again.

"Yuck!" Brian said, disgusted, but Janice smiled a little. He went back to
licking and sucking on his sister's tits while his mother worked on Regan's
pussy, and Janice began to kiss down toward Regan's navel. A very different
smell was evident after a while, as Regan began to cream and get slick 
between
her legs.

"Come on, sweetie," Christina encouraged her, taking an elbow, lay down and
open your legs. Do you want to lick mummy's cunt?"

A thin smile was evident on Regan's face, and she screeched again at the
invitation. Christina insisted that Janice get her face between Regan's legs
and start licking her. To Janice, Regan tasted vaguely sweet, with just a
hint of the piss she had just done on the chair. Not wanting to feel left
out, Brian got behind Janice and began slurping at the wetness come through
her cunny lips, from time to time slipping his tongue into her arse, 
enjoying
her butthole.

Regan began to jerk and push her hips hard into Janice's face, and Janice,
loving it, pushed her lips and tongue even more firmly against and into the
sweet cunt of this poor creature who couldn't think, but maybe felt complete
when a good hard prick was inside her, and a juice filled cunt was pushed
down over her face. Janice started to cum as Brian stroked harder and faster
within her, and she slurped even more deeply into Regan, who screeched her
orgasms to the ceiling.

Janice felt her pussy spasming and beginning to milk Brian, who let loose
with first one, then two, then three hard spurts of his under pressure load,
driving it deep into Janice as he groaned, and she squealed with the same
type of screech as Regan as Janice ate out her muff.

Brian pulled out, and Janice, stopping her meal at Regan's cunt, faced him
and took the slowly softening prick in her mouth to lick it clean and slurp
at the last drops of his cum. He forced her down across the bed and went
to work licking her cunt of his own juices until they were done. Regan, 
eating
her mother's muff still worked her hips and pulled her legs apart to 
encourage
someone to continue their licking and tongue job on her.

"That's enough, Regan, sweetheart," Christina told her, pushing her away.
"Do you want to go outside to do your business?" she asked. Without waiting
for an answer, Christina attached a long leash to Regan's collar and pulled
her gently onto all fours on the floor. Like a puppy trying please it's 
Master,
Regan crawled along as they left the room. But she was distracted by the
still stiffened pecker on the boy who had lain there all this time. She 
lurched
toward it, but was pulled back by her mother into line. "We just have to
stop at th desk and sign her out," Christina told the kids, "and get collars
and leashes for you two, then we can go outside on the lawn for a romp."

On the lawn in the gardens about the sanatorium, Janice covered her shit
just as a dog would, then allowed Regan to slurp and lick her arse clean.
Brian joined Regan at their mother's urging, and this sent wonderfully 
ticklish
waves through Janice's cunt and nipples. When they were done, it was her
turn to watch Brian let go with a load of shit, and join Regan as she licked
her brother's arse clean in the same way they had licked hers. She watched
as he let go with a long, thick string. Regan moved close and cut some on
her tongue, then swallowed it, smiling. Janice noted that Brian's prick 
stood
up to full attention when he felt his sister's tongue against his butt hole.
Janice moved in while he squatted, a tentative lick making her shudder and
his prick harden and lengthen to poke right in Janice's face. She slipped
her lips over it and began to lick. He started to pump and Janice slurped
lower and lower until she was down to his balls, and his prick was fully
ramming her throat. He continued shitting until his sister had licked it
up and swallowed it, then went to work on cleaning his arse hole.

Christina pulled on Janice's leash and jerked her mouth away from Brian's
cock. "Let him fuck Regan, Janice." Brian turned on his sister and pinned
her to the ground, eliciting a shriek of what he didn't know. Whether she
thought he was going to hit her or not, or was it glee at being used by his
hard cock? She pushed her hips against the head of his organ, and he pressed
into her, her cunt lubed and slickened so much that he glided in as though
he was skating on ice. Regan shrieked again, getting her hips more 
comfortably
impaled on her brother.

Christina pulled on Janice's leash, opening her legs so the child's tongue
could begin eating her hot, wet pussy while she watched her own children
fuck. She also enjoyed watching parents with their children, or clients with
their sluts and whore's. She remembered being used when she was ten or 
eleven
in the same she was watching a boy of seven or eight get a good bum fuck
as he lay on the grass with a man who was probably his father.

Christina's hips closed on Janice's head, and twitched as she began to cum
and Janice forced herself to slurp harder at Christina's cunt. Christina
bucked her hips against Janice's tongue as the girl licked and licked, and
kept on licking.

Brian rubbed hard on his sister's tits. Regan tossed her head side to side,
cumming and dripping her wetness all over Brian's cock and out on to the
grass to make it soggy. Then Brian was pressing into her and his load shot
hard and quickly against her cunt walls.

"That's it, Brian, get your sister a baby. Give her another little family
whore for us." Finally, Christina had to push Janice away, she was worn out
with cumming and exhausted.

The four of them rested from their sex play, with only the occasional stroke
of a breast, a finger slipping gently and wantonly along Brian's now cream
soaked flabby dick. Janice was engrossed in watching a group of boys slurp
one another's pricks in a daisy chain. Again, her pussy leaked cum and 
pussy,
and Janice wanted more sex. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked Brian.

"No, dear," Christina interrupted, "Let's you and I dry hump for a while."
She instructed Janice to sit twat to twat, then Christina fixed her own and
Janice's inner pussy lips so they rubbed against each other in a light 
friction.
"Push in and out, Janice," Christina told her, then pushed her hips up, 
against
Janice's bare, hairless cunt. "Oh, yes, yes. That's it." They seemed to go
on forever, cunt meeting hairless child's twat, bouncing, twitching, 
moaning,
sighing, jerking as cum followed orgasm, as orgasm greased their point of
contact. After a while, Janice lay over Christina, a nipple in her sucking
mouth, pressing and rubbing against the woman's cunt, and stimulating 
Christina
until she reached a point she had to stop and push Janice off of her 
finally.

"OH!!! You make a wonderful slut, Janice," Christina gasped, "and I'm 
certainly
going to tell your parents what a beautiful whore you're becoming." She 
pulled
Janice to her, kissing her, tongue meeting tongue as they slowly relaxed
and regained their natural composure. A few feet away, Regan was licking
Brian's shit stained arse hole. The sun was bright and warm, and everyone
lay beneath it, satisfied and gored and each other's body fluids and rubbing
and twitching and convulsing orgasmic bliss of sex between children.

Janice had her knees up to her chest as the woman who had paid for her 
services
with her son looked on and he cupped Janice's pussy to rub it. The boy wore
a blue hospital gown, white quarter length socks, and disposable slippers
provided by the sanatorium. Janice wore the same kind of socks, but nothing
else. She wiggled as she felt a finger slipping along her moist pussy and
moaned gratefully. The boy, Simon, was fascinated as his fingers worked at
her pubic mound, then slowly slipped inside of Janice.

"Relax, Simon," his mother said, "you won't hurt her. She get's very wet
when she wants to fuck. Just like you're getting a hard on now." Mother 
could
see the extension of his penis under the gown. "Does being hard feel good?"

"Uh-yeah. It feels great." He worked a second finger beyond her inner lips
and it was immediately soaked with her juices. He heard her moan and sigh.

"Look for her clitoris-her clitty-the bump just at the top of her pussy,"
Simon's mother instructed.

"Ooooooo!!!!!!" Janice cried.

"Now rub softly at first, then hard until she screams and throws her hips
up in the air."

"Will that get her off?" Simon asked.

"Let's hope so."

Janice wiggled and screwed her hips up as Simon worked on her clitty.

"Now, lick her there, sweety," his mother told him.

"Lick it?!" Simon made a moue of distaste.

"Don't worry, I think you'll like it." She was giving her son instructions
in sex with this little girl, even though he was only twelve. She had been
given her first instructions in sex here at the sanatorium, and the week
he would spend here using girls, and possibly a boy or two, was worth the
result of having him in her own bed eventually. She could remember the great
big and very long dick of her father, ramming into her, even as an eleven
year old. It had been painful at first, and she had to be restrained each
time she was raped by him, but the staff at the sanatorium made it easier
for her as time went on.

Janice spread her legs more and after he removed his hand, dripping with
her cum, she was completely exposed. "Lick the juice off your hand to see
what it taste's like, Simon."

He did it quickly, sucking hard on the side of his hand, and his eyes went
wide. "Oh wow!" He spread his body fully, his face close to Janice's twat,
and quickly gave it a tentative slurp. Janice jerked her hips into his face,
his nose dripping with her juices when she settled on the bed again. He 
licked
a second time, this time going more deeply, and as he lay prone in Janice's
cunt, his mother loosed the ties on his gown and felt for his hard, four
inch pecker. She stroked the head several times and it grew stiffer.

"Turn around and put your cock and balls in Janice's face, Simon."

He didn't question his mother's instruction's anymore but simply obeyed and
suddenly he was "Wow!!" slurping her pussy, being sucked by her.

Involuntarily, he started to push his cock in and out of her mouth, working
it as her mouth, tongue, lips, pulled and pushed with him. Then he was 
driving
it deep down her throat as he let go with his first load, coating Janice's
tonsils with his first cum He stopped slurping on Janice to moan and squeal
as his body throbbed in orgasm, his first, then pulled up short, making him
collapse against Janice.

Janice licked him clean, then licked lazily at his tiny scrotum, eliciting
a shiver from him. Then, while she licked him, she ran a finger along his
arse hole and that made him jump. "No-ot there!" he squealed.

"Simon, it's alright," his mother told him, her naked body turning his 
emotions
to mush even as Janice inserted a finger into his bum hole and he felt the
first stirrings of his young prick again. His mother knelt next him, and
her tits were right beside him. "Have a feel, dear," she offered, holding
her big, high breast out to his face.

"But-ut, you're my moth-er?!"

"Why do you think I'm just as naked as you and this whore playing with your
balls and arse hole, sweetie?" she asked, then held her nipple out to him.
"Lick."

He licked, saw her shudder, knew that he had sent a wonderful feeling down
to her crotch, and licked some more. She stopped for a moment, setting 
herself
to lay on the bed beside him, her mouth aligned with his cock and Janice's
face. She kissed Janice as a thank you. "Start licking Mommy's twat, Simon,"
she ordered gently, placed herself so that she could lick Simon's prick back
to a boyish stiffness, and that Janice could take advantage of her by 
playing
with her nipples. "Uhn!!" she moaned, feeling her son's tongue begin to lick
shaven cunny lips. Soon, there was activity at her breasts as Janice pinched
on one and then licked the other into her mouth and sucked like a baby.

They spent a short while in these positions, then Simon's mother stopped
licking his prick and had him turn to face her. "Janice, lay flat and I'll
give your twat a good eating out while Simon's prick is inside me." Janice
scooted into position. "Simon, get behind me and ram your cock up inside
and start pumping.

"B-but that's--" he began before he was cut off.

"Incest? Of course it is. I brought you here to learn about sex, sweetie,"
his mother said. "If I want you to play between my legs as well as this 
wonderful
young whore I bought time with for you, what's it to you. Besides, when we
get home, you won't have to sleep alone anymore."

Simon obeyed, his prick long and hard, ready for anything. His mother bent
her head forward and began to slowly and softly lick and suck at Janice's
pussy. "Ooooohhhhh!!!!!" Janice moaned.

Simon pushed up and into his mother's slick wet spaces, feeling the warmth
of her cunny walls and how she let her hips push down on his prick then 
squeeze
on it gently as she contracted her pussy muscles. He didn't move for a few
moments, then remembered that he was told to push in and out. He pulled out
almost all the way, looked wide-eyed at his slippery, sloppy prick covered
in his mother's cunny juices, then rammed back in, hard. He heard her moan
and her hips thrust back to engulf his prick completely, then she let him
pull out again, and he pushed in again, and slowly, he understood what he
was supposed to do and, in a few thrusts or so, was able to develop a nice
pounding rhythm which his mother responded to.

He saw her licking between Janice's legs, watching as the little girl thrust
her twat into his mother's face, loving every lick and suck and the 
occasional
nibble on her twat lips. Janice's head was tossing wildly from side to side,
enraptured smiling on her face, high pitched moans and squeals coming from
her. At one point, Janice thrust hard and held her hips up, obviously 
cumming
on his mothers' face, and Simon watched, thrusting into his mother, as she
slurped the child's juices greedily.

Then his prick was thrusting one last time, his organ, as deep as he could
get it inside her, ramming up and shooting his load hard against his 
mother's
innards. He grunted, she squealed, though it was muffled against Janice's
liquified goo and her hot pussy. His mother thrust her cunt on to his prick,
cumming at the same moment, holding her mid-section against his before 
collapsing
against the bed, her face still slurping at Janice's writhing body.

After servicing the needs of five more clients through the day, Tina gave
Janice the rest of the afternoon to herself, and she wandered outside in
the garden with Alicia, the girl she had first met when she was told to eat
lunch off her body. They held hands, kissed from time to time, played tag
or hide 'n seek, and later feasted off each other in a leisurely sixty-nine.
Now, stretched on the grass, Janice's hand softly massaging Alicia's 
aureola,
they chewed the tips of the grass and watched the clouds above them form
shapes.

"I saw Marsha up on the Lezzie floor yesterday," Alicia said.

"How is she?"

"Wonked out of this world on drugs and shock treatments," Alicia told her,
"Another girl and I raped her. We forced her to eat our twats and lick our
tits and arse holes. Then we pissed on her. The other girl used a dildo on
her and raped her arse hole. You should have heard her screaming. It was
great."

Didn't she fight you?" Janice asked.

"She couldn't, silly," Alicia replied, "she was tied down to the bed frame,
and she'd just been through a shock treatment."

"I thought by now they'd have broken her in," Janice said. "But she wasn't
fond of pussy or titties when they committed her."

"I started eating my mother and grandma's pussies when I was three," Alicia
said. Suddenly she threw herself on top of Janice and kissed her again, 
making
Janice laugh. She rubbed her twat against Janice's and they dry humped for
a while. Grandma used to invite her friends over, and we'd all go upstairs
and strip, and she'd get me to lick them and kiss them, and they would do
the same to me. Uhn, I'm commmmiiinnnggg." She shivered, drove her twat hard
against Janice's then fell against her, satisfied.

"I didn't have sex until I was committed here. You were one of my first."

"What do you like most?" asked Alicia.

"Licking my mom's nipples. It really get's me going and horny."

"What don't you like?"

"Having a dildo up my arse. I'd rather have Daddy's pecker up there. What
do you like best."

"That's easy. Gang banging. I could gang bang `til the cows come home and
I still wouldn't be tired or sore."

"Do you do it much?"

"Oh yeah. I'm on a list for it. I was gang banging when I was nine. I didn't
like it at first, but I got used to it after a while." Alicia felt one of
Janice's hands go to her nipple and lightly pinch it. "I'll be your sex 
slave
if you want."

"Okay. Lay on your back and pull your legs up ..."
[ part 5 ]

The twins, blonde, blue-eyed round faced, lay with their backs on pillows
against the headboard of the king-sized bed, watching the explicit video.
They had been like this for the last forty-five minutes, their parents in
the office next door with one of the sanatorium doctors. They were clothed
in gowns, white socks, and disposable slippers, and both stared in wide-eyed
amazement as two boys had sex with each other. Melissa, almost twelve, felt
the wetness between her legs, just as it had been when the nurses had 
undressed
them in the examination room, both being able to see one another's naked
body. The nurses had used rubber gloves and poked up their arse holes, 
which,
Melissa remembered, made Bob's dick grow and stretch and get really hard,
and when one had begun to poke in her "private place" she began to get wet,
just as she was wet now, watching one boy stroking and playing with the 
other's
dick. Bob's dick had been poking straight and stiff under his gown almost
from the start of the examination, eyeing the nurses, who were almost as
naked as them. Boy and girl were blushing as the examination went on, until
the nurses dressed them as they were now.

Melissa squirmed a little, feeling the wetness between her legs, she tried
closing her thighs and keeping them closed, but finally she spread them a
little and began to massage the area because it was getting to her, as if
it were an itch. "Unh ..." she suddenly moaned.

"What?" Bob asked, looking down as she stroked her cunt, embarrassed that
he was sitting here beside his sister with a hard on he didn't know how to
stifle.

"Oh, that feels a lot better," Melissa told him. She watched the screen,
the boy's were kissing as they both stroked each other's pecker's, her hand
needed a better grip and she pulled the hem of her gown up to show her pussy
to herself and her brother. She touched the wet lips and sighed, groaned
as her brother looked at her, bemused.

"What?" he repeated.

"Oh, Bobby," she sighed, "that is such a good feeling. Rubbing myself there,
like."

"Can I feel it?"

"If you let me do to you what he's doing to that boy," she told him. "Let
me see your thing. Let me play with it, like they are." She didn't wait for
Bob to do it but jerked the hem of his gown off his prick, hard and stiff
at it's full length. She put his hand on her dripping crotch, then turned
herself about so she was facing his pecker. "Rub me. It feels really good."

Bob was nervous, but he lightly rubbed Melissa between the lips of her cunt
and when she moaned again, and knew she liked it, rubbed a little harder,
and began to explore it a little more. He stopped for a moment after she
had rubbed his dick up and down a few times, then had to stop altogether
as an incredible feeling went from between his legs, at his crotch, and 
overwhelmed
him. He spurted a load of warm, thick liquid, then another, and groaned as
he felt release overwhelm him. It shot up and landed all over Melissa's 
face,
in her hair, and on her hand.

"Oh wow!" Melissa squealed, looking at his dick, utterly amazed by it, then
looked at the goo on her hand and wiped some of it off her face. She licked
it. "Uhm. Mmmmm." She licked the rest from her hand, then stuck out her 
tongue
and licked the dribbles from his dick.

"Wh-what are you doooing?" Bob sighed heavily. He looked at Melissa's twat,
and slipped a finger gently between her lips and pushed it as far as it 
would
go.

"Oh, Bobby!" Melissa yelped, and her hips jerked toward his face. Bob 
slipped
another finger into her pussy and she jumped again, "Ahhhhh!"

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked naively.

"Oh, gawd, don't you dare," she ordered him. "Try licking me there."

Bob made a moue with his lips, but put his head down and kissed her pussy,
who's lips quivered. He stuck out his tongue and licked the lips, then went
further with it, pushing it in the same way he had done with his fingers.

"Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd!!!!" Melissa felt her whole body shudder and 
jerk,
and she yelped as she experienced her first orgasm. "Oh, Bobby, oh geez,
it's ... it's ... oh gawd, it's happening again ..."

"Look at them," The twin's grandmother told the doctor and their parents,
as all of them watched them on the large video screen in the doctor's 
office,
"Melissa just loves it, and Bob doesn't know what to think." She laughed,
watching them on the screen, her own juices running madly between her thighs
onto the cushion she sat on.

"Should we rape them now?" their mother asked. She was half naked, her skirt
on the floor while the Twin's father worked his fingers between her cunt
lips and she breathed heavily.

"God yes." Their grandmother was only forty-five, and had given birth to
their mother when she was thirteen, a one time patient here, in the 
sanatorium.
"I want that untried cock in my cunt right now. She stripped completely and
made for the connecting door between the office and bedroom the twin's 
occupied.

Grandmother, father, mother, doctor came through the door, one at a time,
private parts exposed, dripping in anticipation, with lustful needs to 
satisfy.
The children ignored them. By this time, Melissa had discarded her gown,
now in a ragged lump on the floor. Bob's cock was hard again as they french
kissed and Melissa's hand played between his legs, massaging his tiny, 
untried
balls. Melissa pulled Bob on top of her, taking his virginal prick and 
aiming
it at her cunt. "Put it in me, Bob," she ordered. "I don't ..."

"It'll be alright," Melissa encouraged. To Bob, she seemed to know a lot
more than he did.

"And what's going on here, now?" a voice asked. The kids froze. Bob's cock
still in Melissa's hand, his body arching over her own. "Are you two going
to fuck?"

"N-nanna?!" Bob blushed and rolled away from Melissa, pushing himself to
the other side of the bed, away from her, "We-we were just watching the 
T-TV."
It was plain what was happening on the screen in front of everyone. The 
scene
had switched from two boys to a boy and a woman in the throes of fucking.

"We thought we were allowed to ..." Melissa began to say, then realized that
she was naked and tried to cover her private parts. It took a little while,
her parents and grandmother, and the doctor standing there, her grandmother
and mother were just as naked as she was, and her father was slipping 
quickly
out of his pants with an enormous prick staring straight at her, hard and
ready for a good going over in her cunny. She pulled her hands away from
her crotch and presented it to them. "Daddy, do you want to play with my
'baby hole'?" Her grandmother and mother had told her that was where baby's
came from and that she might be getting a baby of her own soon. But they
had not said anything more, even though, while baby sitting, her grandmother
sometimes put a finger there and rubbed in it and gave her that wonderful
feeling she'd just had from Bob's own fingers.

They came to the bed, the twin's grandmother going around the other side
to Bob, her parents sitting, both of them completely unclothed now, next
to her. Her father leaned in and began to french kiss her, he put her hand
on his organ, eight full inches of thick rod, and showed her how to pump
on it. Her mother parted her legs and slipped two fingers up and into her
cunt, then laid her thumb over the bump above it and began to rub it and
make it grow and get hard, just like her father's prick, or even Bob's.

Bob's cock grew quickly, even as he blushed to have his grandmother mount
him and and start kissing him. But he relaxed gradually, and soon he felt
his prick straining to rise from under her arse. "Nanna?"

"What, sweetie?"

"You're sitting on my ... on my ..."

"On your prick. Well, let's put it where it'll be of some use." She pulled
her hips up and Bob's cock sprang to attention, grazing her cunt lips. "Oh,
that tickles," she told him. Then she grabbed the half length cock, pressed
it against her cunny, and rammed herself onto it.

"Ahhhhhh!!" Bob groaned, "What are you doing?!"

"We're fucking, Bobby, sweetie," Nanna told him, "you have no idea how long
I've wanted to do this."

She rode him for a few strokes, then told him, "Pump your hips up and down."
He pushed up and down, and her slickened cave of lust responded with a 
squeeze
of his rod as she pushed down on him. She felt his cream hit hard against
the insides of her pussy, then again, then again, listening to him groan
as he came and punched his hips in the air. "Nanna, oh gawd, Nanna," Bob
groaned, "that was fantastic."

"Kiss me you little love machine," and forced her lips against his. She 
realized
after a while that he was still hard and stiff, that his prick hadn't shrunk
as it should have. "Wanna go again, Bob?"

"You bet."

"Alright, but this time, get on top of me and push your pecker in and pump
real fast and hard. Can you do that?"

"I think so." They switched positions, and then Bob had his prick up against
her soaking wet lust hole. He glanced at his sister. His father was pumping
his cock into Melissa who writhed and flopped and wriggled like a tormented
fish, but with a huge smile on her face and her eyes almost popping out of
her head.

"Daaaaddeeeeeeeee!!" Melissa squealed as she came for the second time with
his prick fucking her hard and fast. She gripped the post's of the bed's
headboard as he rammed down and she thrust up with all her strength. "Oh
do it, do it, do it," she chanted as each of his strokes plowed inside her.
She found she could flex her cunt muscles, squeezing the length of his 
pecker,
and make him groan loudly.

"Fuck the little whore, Charles, fuck her good," Melissa's mother encouraged
as she sat beside Melissa, playing with her hard and stiffened nipples. She
got Melissa to screech as she pinched her. And then Melissa's father was
groaning and ramming his prick hard into her as she felt his goo explode
from his prick. She arched her back and he forced himself deeper inside her.

"Oh I feel it, Daddy, I feel your goo shooting in me!" She pushed up against
him twice more, then both collapsed in exhaustion.

Next to father and daughter, Nanna and grandson were collapsing after their
second go around, this time, Bob's boy-sized organ shrivelling in his 
grandmother's
cunt as they both gasped for breath.

Bob was fascinated by Nanna's tits, still firm and round, even at her age,
and he squeezed them gently, then licked it's nipple in a tentative taste.
Nanna sighed loudly, moaned, shivered under him.

"Lick it if you like, sweetie," she told him. She relaxed and he kissed the
bulbous organ's nipple, sucked on it and made her groan in need. Bob sucked
and licked leisurely, wondering at why and how his grandmother could be so
overwhelmed with feelings and moans and groans. Melissa saw what he was 
doing
and joined him on Nanna's other breast, licking quickly and drawing Nanna
off so that her back arched, her hips threw themselves out and she was 
cumming
again as the twins worked their magic on her.

Melissa lay on her back, a long thick vibrator pushed all the way up and
buzzing in her pussy, her mouth sucking the woman's tit. The vibrator's 
other
end was in the woman's own pussy and she was fucking Melissa with slow, 
gentle
strokes, as her hands caressed the child's perfectly smooth, white body.
The woman was only about twenty-five, big-boned, and rather homely. But what
Melissa discovered was that the young woman gave real breast milk, and so
she sucked greedily on the teat as she let the girl use her as she pleased;
after all, she was paying for the privilege.

"Squeeze the tit," the young woman ordered. "Ahhhhhh, that's it."

Melissa found that squeezing the woman's teat sent a stream of milk down
her throat. She licked the teat clean, then squeezed again. A little while
later, she felt the young shudder as she came and forced her hips down on
to Melissa and drove the vibrator even deeper inside her, making her have
a new series of orgasms of her own. When they had settled down, the young
woman held Melissa and kissed her mouth, her neck, and then her chest as
Melissa relaxed under her ministrations.

The guilt of allowing a complete stranger to do what they wanted with her
naked, hands on her nipples, on her pussy, fucking her, or sucking her 
pussy,
even letting women do what they wanted, was slowly giving way to the 
pleasure
she was getting from it. The embarrassment of being peed on was giving way
to enjoyment, especially when she was the one doing the peeing. The only
thing she didn't like was having to wear diapers, and a hood over her head,
then be shackled to the bed, Bob beside her in the same way, at bed time.
In the morning the smell of piss and shit was horrible. Bob still grumbled
when they gave him a suppository that would work overnight and have him 
wallowing
in shit in the morning. Chained to each other in bed during the night, the
hoods blacking everything out, they were scared of what would come next.

The woman's time with Melissa was at end when the nurse came in and ushered
her out. "You can play with yourself while you wait, Melissa," the nurse
told her before they left. She lay in bed, fingering her clitty and working
herself up to an orgasm, while wondering who she would be used by next. She
loved it when her mother licked between her legs, when her grandfather's
cock rammed her arse hole, as he did with Bob. When they finally got home,
she would definitely make room for any cock that wanted to try her arse.

When the nurse returned she was accompanied by her mother and had a set of
leather restraints and a hood. Melissa wasn't pleased but lay there as her
mother came to her and kissed her, rubbing her dripping pussy at the same
time. "Time for something different, sweetie," her mother told her, taking
a set of wrist cuffs, and without questioning whether it was what Melissa
wanted, began to put them on, chaining both wrists to one another. She did
the same to her feet, and lastly, while the nurse held her head straight
and immobile, she pulled a hood whose only opening was a flap for the mouth
and holes under the nose so she could breath. Otherwise, Melissa was unable
to see because the hood had no eye holes.

After a while, being carried, she smelled and heard the echoing of barking
dogs in a room. Melissa was laid out on a new bed, her ankles were uncuffed,
only to have her legs pulled up and spread wide, exposing her sex, and 
shackled
to poles on either side of her. After a minute or two, she felt a rough 
tongue
lick between her legs, and almost automatically, she relaxed and her pussy
began to moisten and become creamy in anticipation. The tongue licking her
was fairly rough, though, and she heard a strange panting noise. The licking
continued, and then a something cold was pressed to her pussy and she 
jerked.
Then she felt the head of a prick being set against her pussy, and a little
canine whine as it was forced inside. Then, realizing that could feel fur
against her body, she wriggled and contorted, trying to get away from the
dog as it raped her, but the dog kept ramming her good and hard, and her
contortions only served to act like her hips were pushing and massaging the
big boner to make it ever harder, longer.

Melissa's screams were muffled by the gag, though she kept it up as the dog
forced his prick into her, and after a few minutes, Melissa's body betrayed
her mind and sychronized it's hips and cunny movements to those of the dog's
big prick. She realized she was orgasming, and that she had been doing it
for the last two minutes, almost non-stop. Finally, she felt the dog's cock
drive home, pause, and then she was being filled with doggie goo, spurt,
after spurt, it panted, whined with satisfaction, but it's dick stayed where
it was for along time, and Melissa thought he would start fucking her again.
Then, slowly, it started to go soft, and soon it was drooping and falling
out of her.

The second dog they brought to her found it easier to get Melissa aroused,
her pussy dripping with juices as his tongue licked them up. And though 
Melissa
tried to protest and keep his doggie dick from entering her pussy, she 
relented
after only a twitch of her cunt in displeasure. He fucked her more easily
than the first dog, and she screamed joyously when he shot what seemed as
a load that would never end into her slick hole. Two more dogs found her
sychronize to them immediately. Though she protested when the gag was 
removed
and a large canine prick offered to her to suck. She had it forced down her
through, regardless, and learned to take the monster and like it. Six or
seven dogs fucked her, and the same number shoved their cocks into her 
mouth.
When she was returned to her room, her mother removed the hood, but the 
nurse
placed a spring gag into her mouth that popped open and stretched her mouth
so she could speak.

"There, something new, Melissa," her mother finally commented before she
left. "I had to go through the same thing when I was your age. And now, 
Daddy
and I are going to let you choose a dog for your very own before we go home.
But you'll have to fuck it just to see how you do with it's dick, hm." She
left, the nurse turned out the light and Melissa, still bound hand and foot,
found herself embarrassed, humiliated, completely out of it, as her tears
slid down her face and she turned to vomit all over one shoulder.
[ 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.

[ part 7 ]

The bedroom was small, just large enough for a double bed centered in the
middle of the room, two bed side tables either side of it, and a medical
examining couch set against one corner. Fran kept a close eye on her mother,
naked on the bed, while a smiling and talkative nurse undressed Fran as she
sat on the examining couch. Fran blushed to see her mother in the 
altogether,
as her mother called what Fran's friends at school referred to as buck 
naked.
The nurse pulled Fran's blouse off, revealing the nipples of her flat chest.
She was only just eleven, and while she was waiting to visit her friend 
Janice,
Fran tried to understand why she had to take her clothes off and wear a 
hospital
gown and slippers. The nurse had her lie down, then pulled her jeans, 
underwear
and socks off in one motion. Immediately, she felt a slight breeze waft over
her bare chest and the slit between her legs. Now, like her mother, she was
just as buck naked.

Fran shivered as the air conditioning tickled her nipples and tiny slit.
"That's cold," she told the nurse.

"Sit up and you can put this on, then," said the nurse, a tall, slim woman
who wore only a garter belt to hold up white stockings, and a pillbox nurses
cap. She wore nothing else, and this made Franc blush even more crimson as
she realized she wanted to touch the large, bulbous tits with the 
quarter-sized
aureolae. With her right arm through the sleeve of the white gown, Fran 
stopped
it just before she pinched the nipple and quickly looked away. She felt a
strange warm wetness begin to seep between her legs from her slit. The nurse
grinned, "Go on, play with it, Fran." She went on to finish helping Fran
into the gown and tie it in back for her, then she slipped white ankle socks
on her feet, and a pair of hospital issue disposable slippers. Fran touched
the right nipple, tweaked it, the ran her thumb against it. "That's very
nice, dear," the nurse told her. "There now, all set."

The nurse had Fran stand and look in a full length mirror on the back of
the door to the room. Fran wondered at the sight of her plainly exposed 
slit,
went crimson, turned to her mother while at the same time putting a hand
over her exposed privates, her eyes wide. She couldn't help but feel the
creamy flow that was beginning to drip and run down her thighs. "Can I have
a robe?" she asked both women, even though she looked sheepishly at mother.

"You're fine as you are," her mother said. "I'm ready now." The nurse went
out. "Mommy is going to have sex, Fran, and I want you to watch. Then you
can visit Janice. Okay?"

Fran looked down, said nothing. Her mother reached for the inside of her
thigh and slid a finger against her pre-pubescent daughter's sex lips, 
catching
a drip on the tip of her finger. She licked it off her finger, "You taste
exquisite, sweetheart," she told Fran, then put her finger back on Fran's
slit and slid and rubbed it there. Fran gasped. "See how nice it can be?"

"But ..."

"We'll talk later, after you see Janice," her mother said. "When you see
Janice, don't be afraid if she wants to feel, and kiss and hug you. You'll
like it, I think. Now, sit there and watch."

A tall man wearing only a full length yellow johnny-shirt came into the 
room,
and the first thing Fran noticed was the tent like bulge under it. She knew
enough to realize it was his cock. He sat on the opposite side of the bed
from Fran. He placed a hand on her mother's tit and squeezed, then bent to
kiss her. Fran watched her mother's body shiver, then her bottom rise from
the bed and her legs open to show a drenched pussy, ready and waiting for
his organ. Unable to control her impulsiveness, Fran reached between her
mother's legs and slid a finger between the shaved cunt lips. Her mother
jerked again and her arse bounced up to meet Fran's hand as she moaned 
pleasurably.
Fran smelled the juice that was on the tip of her finger, then, however 
reluctantly,
tasted it, just as her mother had done for her juices, which flooded her
twat freely now and dribbled between her thighs.

A hand went up to unlace the man's johnny, and it fell around his thighs.
He finished removing it, unlacing the second string with a twist and let
it fall to the floor. Fran saw the man's prick bounce up and down, and she
felt an intense feeling to touch it.

"Wow!" Fran exclaimed. "It's-it's ... really long ..." And thick. It was
at least eight inches in length and two inches thick, and dribbles of white
creamy fluid made the purple head glow. The man turned toward her.

"Would you like to play with it?" her mother encouraged. "Go ahead, Fran,"
she grinned, "touch it." Fran blushed, then looked from her mother to the
man as she reached for the hard, bulbous, engorged organ. Her fingers felt
the head, slippery and rigid at her touch.

"Aaaaaaooooooohhhhhh ..." the man groaned. "Oh yeah, keep it up, play with
it darling," he sighed as a thick drop bubbled up from the tiny pee hole.
Fran rubbed it tentatively, then tried making a fist about it, but only 
managed
to go part of the way. Still, it was enough, and she began to pump, and he
moaned in response, and more pre-cum oozed from his piss hole and slopped
over Fran's tiny fist. The man found her mother's cunt and slipped two 
fingers
between it's lips, making her jump a second time. He leaned over her and
Fran watched them French kiss a second time.

"That's enough, sweetheart," he said at last, ready to pump his enormous
pick inside Fran's mother, "I'm ready."

Fran watched as the man mounted her mother, who pulled her legs up and 
spread
her thighs, and gestured to her so that Fran moved to have an unobstructed
view of what they were going to do. "This is how we make babies, darling,"
her mother smiled at her, "Watch and learn." She moaned as she felt the 
prick
enter and drive it's way up and up into her. "Geez, yes," Fran heard her
squeal, "Fu- uck meeee. Ohhhhhh." She moaned and squealed each time the man
plunged in and then withdrew, soon establishing a rhythm where he would 
plunge
in and she would force her hips and arse into the air to meet him and his
pecker halfway, screaming for him to fuck her, over and over again. Their
breathing quickened, became shallow. Fran's mother howled and drove herself
on to his prick, and Fran could see a creamy thickness seeping between her
mother's legs. A minute later she did it again, and he plunged hard and fast
into then, with a loud groan, stopped and pushed harder into her mother's
seeping hole. Then he dropped on to of her, both of them laying their out
of breath.

"Oh wow, Mom!" Fran gasped loudly, "did it hurt?"

"N-no," her mother wheezed, starry-eyed and satiated, "It was incredible."
"Wow?!" Fran replied in disbelief.

"When the nurse comes, she'll take you up to see Janice," her mother said
while Fran dipped a finger between her legs, making her mother shiver and
smile. "She'll tell you all about it, and maybe you can do something with
her or a boy or two."

"I could?" Fran doubted her ears.

"That's why I brought you," her mother said, "to learn about sex, and 
fucking,
and eating pussy and sucking cock."

"Yeech," Fran responded, blushing as she made a face of disgust.

"Oh, you'll see. You'll see soon enough." Then she was turning to the man
again. "Now, where were we?" and Fran watched as the man turned and faced
her Mom's cunt while his shrivelled pecker was in her face. Fran gasped 
again
as her mother filled her mouth and licked his dong, while he lapped eagerly
at the wetness between her mother's legs.


Fran found herself walking down a hallway after getting off the elevator,
doors to wards open. Wide-eyed, she was pulled along by the nurse as she
saw people having sex everywhere. A woman in one bed close to the door was
being fucked by a boy about Fran's own age, and Fran stopped in her tracks
to watch, and the nurse grinned as she noticed a build up of fluids run down
the little girl's legs. In another ward they passed, Fran was flabbergasted,
amazed, when she realized the girl on one of the beds was being fucked and
licked by a huge dog, a Red Setter.

"That's her seeing eye dog," the nurse told her, "she's blind. And her dog
is her favourite fuck."

"Oh blech," Fran answered, disgusted.

"Lot's of people like fucking dogs," the nurse told her as they moved on
and finally came to Janice's ward. "Here are, Fran," the nurse told her.
"That's Janice right there." Fran looked from bed to bed before laying her
eyes on Janice. Some beds were empty, though in several boys and girls were
going all out with mouths, cocks, cunts, and other parts of their bodies
to please each other, or their parents. She stopped and stared at two girls
in a sixty-nine as they ate each other's pussy's. Then, going to Janice,
she found her naked except for white ankle socks, she found friend sucking
on her father's prick as her mother looked on with a hand between Janice's
legs.

Fran stayed fixed to the spot and watched as Janice drew out her licking
on her father's penis, hard and thick, until she stopped and pulled herself
over her father's prick with her knees so that her twat, still hairless and
bare, and tight, was now aligned with it. In a quick plunging motion, Janice
impaled herself on her father's prick, giggled, moaned, sighed, then started
to bounce up and down; slowly at first, Janice would plunge and be met by
his pelvis slapping against her cunt, then as a rhythm developed, they went
quicker, harder, faster, slap-slap, slap-slap.

"Oh Daddy, oh yes," Janice squeaked, "give it to me, give it to me good.
I 'm Daddy's little whore, make me ... oh I'm cumming, I'm ..." Fran watched
Janice shiver and quake with release, just as her mother had with that man,
and her father kept up his screwing of her, and Janice rammed herself down
him hard, and came again. "Oh yeah, cum in me, make squishy in the family
slut, Daddy. I love iiiiit." Her father drove himself into Janice hard, 
pushing
until he could get no more in, then fell back, his prick still throbbing
inside her. Janice rolled off him, climbed over him and took his pecker in
her mouth to suck the last of his juices away. Her mother scrambled under
Janice and began to lick her daughter clean, as though it was possible to
clean a young cunt that was constantly in heat and dripping juices down her
thighs.

Fran felt a slight twitch in her pussy and then more juices ran down her
thighs. The nurse noticed this, and scooped some cream on to her finger and
tasted it. "Go over and get her father to lick you clean, Fran," the nurse
ordered her kindly. "It's alright, dear," the nurse added, "everyone is 
doing
something like it." She smiled an encouragement and with a hand on Fran's
exposed bottom, pushed her lightly forward. The nurse watched Fran stumble
awkwardly forward, then stand by Janice's bed as if waiting for permission
to join them.

A gesture from the nurse at the door informed Janice's father what Fran 
needed
and he beckoned the little girl to climb up and sit on his face. Not sure
of herself, Fran did it anyway, and he positioned her just so, then pulled
her on to his face and worked his tongue along her tiny slit, virginal, 
untried
and waiting to be initiated to sex play.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh," Fran yelped, making Janice look up and finally notice her
friend as she was tongued by her father. "Janice?" Then Janice pressed her
own head against Fran's tiny slit, and with her father, worked the girl into
a squealing, yelping mass of goo as she melted at their touch.

"Jaaaaaa-nice ..." she sighed in disbelief as her best friend treated 
herself
to a lick with a flick of her tongue, "Oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh." Now Fran felt
what it was like to submit to enjoying sex. Janice's mother came up to her
and offered Fran a nipple to suck. She licked it, then suckled it into her
mouth.

"Oh, ah, ooohhh," she suddenly felt her pussy pop in some way, then another
pop, then there was an explosive rush, and her body was on it's own as she
felt it shiver, spasm then another pop in her pussy, and the whole thing
was repeated. All this while Janice and her father worked their tongue magic
on her slit, and Janice's tongue found the little knobby bump and pressed
her tongue hard against. At that point, Fran simply concentrated on suckling
the teat harder and then she was feeling a shiver from Janice's mother run
down to her pussy and the woman was cumming in the same way she just had.
Slowly, Fran came back to earth, a hand gently massaging her nipples, now
that she was as buck naked as Janice or her parents. "Where's my gown?" she
asked, genuinely perturbed and exposed.

"It's alright, Fran," Janice told her, "you don't need it here. Just relax."

Janice signalled to her father to get up and let Fran and she lie down 
beside
each other. Janice invited Fran to stretch beside her and drew her into a
cuddling hug, warm and gentle. She kissed Fran's cheek, then her nose, 
making
Fran laugh, the soft warmth of their bodies touching each other made Fran
relax, and she had a chance to survey Janice's body. "Go on, touch if you
like," Janice encouraged her, taking a hand and putting it on her hip to
begin. She kissed Fran on the lips, sending a shock of warmth through her.
"Now you," she pleaded.

Fran returned the kiss, and Janice took the opportunity to snake her tongue
between Fran's lips. Fran shivered, but didn't pull away. Her hand travelled
down the length of Janice's thigh to her knee, then came back, brushing her
slit. Janice jumped. "Go back. Play with it."

Fran wasn't sure what to do, but her hand overrode her own modesty and 
brushed
deliberately along Janice's widening lips. "Oh, that's good," Janice moaned.
Fran found one of Janice's hands on her own thigh, caressing it lightly,
slowly making its way to Fran's belly and navel. But then things changed,
and Janice began to kiss her chin, her neck, and slowly made her way down
Fran's boyish body. Fran lay on her back, unable to stop Janice, not wanting
to. Fran closed her eyes and let Janice have her way. She jumped when she
felt her navel invaded and licked by Janice's tongue, then realized she was
creaming heavily between her legs, and though she felt guilty, and ashamed
that she might stain the sheets, she gave into the warmth and ticklish 
throbbing
that came from her tiny slit. Janice licked and kissed down to her feet and,
removing Fran's slippers, kissed and sucked on each of her stockinged feet.
Fran arched her back involuntarily as her feet were played with, unable 
until
that moment to realize just how sensitive their soles actually were. Janice
continued to lick, and finally, Fran began to convulse blissfully between
her legs as her pussy throbbed and contorted orgasmically. Fran opened her
eyes to find her mother sitting on the opposite bed, a wide grin across her
face. Janice arrived at Fran's pussy, but before she bent her head to begin
licking, she begged off, presenting it to Fran's mother.

"You should do it first," Janice told her, slipping to one side.

"Get on the other side of the bed and we'll share her between us," Fran's
mother insisted.

"Wha-, what's going on, Mom?"

"Relax, sweetheart. We're just going to show you how fun sex can be. Then
Janice's dad and some other boys will fuck you."

"But ... ooooohhhhhhrrrrrrrr!!!!!!" she moaned as her mother's tongue found
her clitty and gave it a hard long licking. Fran stopped protesting and let
her body enjoy the two tongues as she was given a long, complicated licking
and sucking which ranged from her pussy to her feet, to her boobies, such
as they were for an eleven year old just a month or six weeks past her 
birthday.
She wiggled her bum, Janice and her mother even made it jump when she felt
more pops and explosive gushings in her twat. "Oh, I can't take any more.
Stop, please stop." By now she was hooked, and even though she pleaded for
a halt, she didn't want them to stop.

"I think it's time Martin gave it to you, Fran," her mother said. Then Fran
noticed a man, the same man who had fucked her mother. He wore his gown,
but under it was a distinct tenting where his pole held it straight out.

Martin came forward and stood by the side of the bed, everyone anticipating
the next move. "I'm going to have sex with you, Fran," he said. "You 
remember
how much your mother enjoyed herself downstairs." He sat on the side of the
bed, placing a hand over her young, naked cunny and began to rub it with
the palm of his hand. Fran saw his long pecker standing straight up as the
hem of his gown fell away from it. He took her hand and laid it on the 
thick,
pre-cum streaked organ. "Pump it for me-please."

Fran pumped gently, unsure what to do, her body was falling back under a
spell as his fingers worked themselves between her cunny lips and stroked
the wetness there. She blushed. "You ..." she was about to protest his 
familiarity,
"Aaaaaahhhhhh."

"The stroking feels nice, doesn't it," Janice grinned as she sat on the 
floor
watching Martin take advantage of her vulnerable friend. "Pull your legs
up, Fran," Janice instructed, "spread your legs as wide as you can." Fran
did as Janice told her, and then Martin inserted a finger and began to 
gently
pump in and out of her cunny, pressing his thumb against her clitty and 
rubbing
it softly. Not really understanding why, but still feeling the need, Fran
pushed her cunny onto his fingers and pressed her cunny onto and clitty 
against
his thumb and fingers, her legs widening and opening up for him. For a long
time Martin finger fucked her, and Fran groaned and squeaked in response
as she experienced yet another orgasm. Then he pulled his hand out of her
cunny and reached up to undo the strings of his gown, just as he had done
with her mother. He stretched out on top of heraimed his penis against her
slit, rubbed it against her there one or twice, then bent to kiss her. Fran
returned the kiss, and he found his tongue allowed an easy entry to her 
mouth.
He sucked on her mouth, then, on cue, in one hard push, drove impaled 
himself
inside her young, untried hole, wet, waiting, needing, accepting him with
a moan and, when he split open her cherry a long grunt and squeal. Then she
started to breath shallowly as his cock worked it's way in and out of her.

"Push up when he pushes down," Janice, sitting by Fran's ear, told her, "up
and down, up and down. That's it. That's a good girl. Now fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck ..." Fran chanted, and lost herself on the end of his 
stick,
on the verge of womanhood.

Fran nearly blushed purple when Janice took her on a tour of the floor and
her mother refused to let her wear the gown she came into the room with.
"You have to get used to being nude," she was told, "now go with Janice and
enjoy yourself."

It didn't help when she met a boy coming from the lounge, then a doctor 
wearing
nothing but a white coat and shoes. Even so, she still felt the creamy flow
from her pussy trickle down her legs. That embarrassed her even more; she
was turned on now, and there was no way to turn it off. She was subtly 
directed
by Janice's hand on her bum, and only realized that her friend was caressing
her and making her even hotter. She stopped in the middle of the hall.

"Did you really lick me `down there'?" She shuddered.

"You are just so hot," Janice said, "how could I not eat you?"

"Bu-but you're a - a girl ..."

"So, what's wrong with that?" Janice asked, "You're mom was eating you at
the same time. You have a great tasting twat."

They reached the lounge and found a few adults fucking with kids with beds
on the floor, but a few other kids were in front of the TV monitors that
played back recent tapes that were recorded all over the sanatorium. On 
monitor
showed the girl Fran had seen coming in being fucked by her dog, and they
were now watching as the blind girl feasted on the German Shepherd's hard
organ, licking and slobbering over it.

Janice directed Fran to a futon and they settled into to watch. Janice 
snuggled
close to Fran, who, despite what she had just said, found herself snuggling
against her friend. Off the cuff, Fran tweaked at Janice's nipple and 
received
a smile and a slight shiver from her. "Lick it for me," Janice commanded
her. Fran set the tip of her tongue against the stiff flesh and tweaked it
again, then sucked in on it. She felt Janice tweak her clitty nib, and 
moaned,
opening up to her hand on her sex. Even in the presence of all these other
kids, embarrassed as she seemed, Fran found herself enraptured as she played
with Janice's nipple, then placed a hand further down and rubbed lightly
and cautiously on Janice's twat, slick and creamy to the touch.

Fran and Janice were joined by a boy, his prick erect, hard, maybe four and
a half inches long. He placed a finger beside Janice's on Fran's sopping
wet cunny, then poked it through and inside. "Ahhh!" Fran didn't know 
whether
to protest or give in to both of them. "Ohhhhhrrrrrr!" she squealed as two
fingers, one from Janice, one from the boy started pumping in and out. Fran
let go of Janice's nipple and fell back on the futon. The boy turned around
and pressed his engorged cock against Fran's mouth. "Na-aah," Fran responded
to Janice's pumping finger, but tried to refuse sucking the boy's cock.

"Fuck her first, Jay," Janice suggested, "then she'll be more than happy
to eat the goo from her cunt."

The boy settled himself on top of Fran, who tried to protest by nearly 
getting
a grip and forcing him off her, but Janice got hold of her hands and Jay
had the advantage. "That's it, relax," Janice soothed her, "let him plug
you up with that nice prick of his."

"Uuuuggghhhn," Fran moaned, her cunt tightening about Jay's twelve year old
pecker, and her hips jerking up, as if they had a mind of their own, to meet
his thrust. She wiggled beneath him. Janice loosened the grip on Fran's 
wrists
but still held them away from Jay. "Fu-uck ..." Fran moaned.

"That's it, chant it, Fran. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, oh gawd, fuck me,"
Janice instructed her. She listened happily as her friend chanted and soon
began to wiggle and throb with the rhythm. Janice had Jay roll the couple
on to their sides, then got behind Fran and started kissing and licking and
sucking on Fran's sphincter, and pressing her tongue into Fran's tiny bum
hole. Fran jumped forward,"Yiiiieeeee," impaling herself against Jay, then
bounced back with a "Wow!" on her lips.

Fran felt a splash, and heard Jay groan and grunt as he pushed against her,
pressing his cock right up against the inside walls of her cunt.

"Ooooarrrrgggghhh," she moaned, then `yiped' again as she felt her pussy
pop, pop, splosh, pop, and suddenly her insides were all gooey and drenched
with cum and pussy juice.

"Now, eat my cock," Jay demanded, as he pulled out of Fran's drenched and
drowning pussy, and putting himself right against her face. He lifted her
head, "Go on, eat it, slut." Fran felt something on her pussy, but couldn't
see Janice licking and sucking her juices up. She opened her mouth, not 
wanting
to think about what might happen if she didn't and Jay shoved his limp, cum
coated prick into Fran's mouth. It made her gag, but she fought it and after
a moment of getting control licked and sucked. It was not so bad, she 
thought,
and she sucked it deeper into her mouth and down her throat as far as Jay's
short boyish organ would allow.

Gradually, Fran was beginning to feel more at home at the sanatorium. She
sucked Jay's cock, and revelled in Janice's lapping of her cunt. She was
still flabbergasted that she could have so much fun with her body, or even
other kid's and adult's bodies and she gave herself up to Janice's tongue,
Jay's cock, and eventually, the sixty-nine and gang bangs that Janice and
the other kids forced on her. Being raped was wonderful, she thought as a
boy plowed her bum hole with his cock, and Alicia forced her cunt in Fran's
face.

[ part 8 ]

Janice followed Fran down the mall's corridors, both girls wearing nothing
but sleeveless dresses, shoes and socks. The hems of the skirts were as 
short
as could be gotten away with in public, but it was still possible to see
beneath them if they wanted to tease someone. Flowing behind, the hems often
were lifted by the draught as they ran and left quite a few hard cocks in
their wake. Fran disappeared into a store and Janice followed, finding her
with her mother.

Getting permission for Janice to be let out for the day from the sanatorium
had proven harder than Fran and her mother expected. It meant committing
Fran for an extra week, and having her service selected clients. It also
meant wearing exactly what the sanatorium dictated, and that meant off hand
exposure of their cunts, with the proviso that they get laid while on the
outside. But Janice found herself enjoying the day, flipping her skirt up
at old men, boys, a store clerk or two, and occasionally flirting with women
she could pick out of the crowd as lesbians.

One female store clerk had actually fondled her between the legs when Janice
was alone with her for a few moments, and Janice had smiled at her over her
shoulder, beginning to throb as pussy cream flowed between the woman's 
fingers.
"Maybe I can come back later," Janice had suggested. "The stockroom is 
through
that curtain. If I'm not out front here, you'll find me there," the woman
had said.

Now she and Fran and her mother were in a lingerie shop. Fran was browsing,
and her mother was talking to the saleslady, gesturing to Fran and now 
Janice.
Fran came over to Janice. "Look, her eyes are bulging really big."

The woman was in her late thirties, middle height, slim, a very pretty face
with long eye lashes, a pert nose, and long thin lips that were heavily 
rogued
in purple to go along with her outfit. She wore a very transparent blouse,
and a very short skirt, her legs in three inch spiked high heels. Janice
flashed her baby twat at the woman, who gulped. "I think I have just the
thing," the woman said, "We have change rooms in back, if you'd like to take
a look." She lead them back through yellow curtain and down to a table and
chairs behind another curtain. "I'll get what I think you'd appreciate,"
she told them, her voice flustered.

"This is going to be fun," whispered Janice, and she flipped her dress up
and over her head, leaving just her socks and shoes on. Fran hesitated, but
her mother took over, and in a knick, she was buck naked as Jane.

The sales lady stopped dead in her tracks when she found the girls laying
with their legs up and out to the side. "The-these should fit the girls 
quite
nicely," she stuttered, setting the underwear down and focussing on the 
central
vignette of two naked girls ready for pleasure. She felt the driblets of
he juices begin to stain her own panties. "You have very pretty... slits?"

"Would you like to kiss me, Janice asked, unabashed and inviting this woman
to have her. "It's too bad we don't have company."

"I could ... arrange ... something, if you like," the woman said, looking
askance at Fran's mother. Fran's mother nodded, and the woman left for a
little while. While she was gone, Janice placed a hand over Fran's pussy
and rubbed.

"Ah, that feels incredible," Fran moaned. Her mother undressed and forced
a tit into Fran's face.

"We just had to lock up," the sales lady said, coming into the room, "I'm
sure we won't be disturbed. With her was the woman whom Janice had flashed
earlier, and Janice smiled to herself; she had been right about her, after
all.

Janice saw a hunger in the eyes of the clerk she had originally met and 
spread
her legs as the young woman approached her and pulled up a chair. The other
clerk nervously began to disrobe, but had trouble, her hands trembling, with
the buttons of her blouse. Fran's mother offered to help, and as she 
undressed
the woman, her hands felt the stiffening nipples at full attention. The 
skirt
discarded on the floor, Fran gaped at the woman's glimmering crotch, framed
by crotchless panties and dribbling cunt juice along the length of her 
thighs.

"Let me feel how wet you are," Fran implored her. The lady came forward and
let Fran run a gentle hand through her gooey wetness. "Oh, wow!" Fran 
squealed,
"you're just absolutely steaming, aren't you." Her fingers slipped inside
and pushed themselves up as far as they would go.

"OH!" the woman double over, then relaxed, and Fran plunged her fingers in
and out, in and out. "Ah, ah, ah! That's so ... gooood!"

"Didn't I tell you, Marly," Janice's clerk said, stopping her nipple licking
for a moment, her own fingers doing the same to Janice, her mouth sucking
hard on the girl's immature nipples.

"Fran, my daughter, was only raped for the first time last week," her mother
told the clerks, "but she's learned to love girl to girl sex."

"I've been to the sanatorium a few times," Janice's clerk announced, "and
the girls and boys are very well trained."

"Yes, once you let them know who's holding who by the short hairs," Fran's
mother smiled down on Fran, "they become very malleable. We understand each
other then?"

"We can settle when we finish," Janice's clerk agreed, her hand massaging
Janice's inner thigh as she lifted her mouth from her nipple for a moment.
"Fine by me. Now girls, make sure these two lovely ladies get what you're
worth, hm," she commanded the children, sitting in a corner to play with
herself while she watched the action.

The lingerie clerk pulled Janice off the table and over to a sofa, pushing
her down and forcing her legs open. Janice reciprocated; her legs invitingly
splayed as the clerk began to kiss and lick down her tummy. "Oh yeah, oh
that's good. Oh, gawwwwwwwd." Janice howled as the clerk dipped her tongue
into Janice's navel and licked hard. She took a look between the child's
legs and saw a shallow puddle forming under her bum. And then she slipped
her tongue down to the tiny, inflamed clitty, hard and ready for getting
off.

Fran stayed on the table, but the sales lady found a soft downy pillow and
placed it under Fran's bum. She wasted no time, but pushed her down and 
woman's
warm, wet cunt, met child's slippery, drenching pussy hole and rubbed, and
rubbed, and rubbed. Fran sighed loudly, then groaned, then whimpered 
gleefully
as they dry humped their cunts together.

"Oh geez, oh wow!" this lady couldn't believe the lovely feeling of a 
child's
soft body against her own. "Fuck, but you're good, Franny," she told her.
She pushed down on Fran, Fran pushed back rhythmically, and soon she was
exploding, pop, pop, swoosh, pop, "Oh, ah, ohhhhhh. Fuck me!!" she yelped.

Her companion kept screwing up and into her, their wetness combining into
slippery goo. "Oh, you're a beautiful little whore. Yeeeessss," the lady
bit her lip, exploding over Fran, "yooouuu - aaaarrrre." Her breathing was
rapid and shallow, and she kept up the steady rhythm with little break.

Fran came a second time, wiggling, squirming under her partner, pushing up
for more. Her mouth was covered and her lips forced. The lady's tongue found
her licking and sucking on an eleven year old child's mouth, and her cunt
pressing into her and rammed down as she popped another orgasm.

She stopped after a little rest, pulled herself around, and now her cunt
was in Fran's face, and she was facing a naked, sweetly dripping slit which
she bent over and kissed.

Fran licked against the hairy muff over her mouth and then started sucking
like she had been taught to do at the sanatorium by the her mother and the
Barrett's. She remembered Mrs. Barrett's hairy pussy and smiled, now that
she was eating this delicious cunt, slobbering goo down her chin on to her
neck.

Her nipples, she certainly couldn't call them tits, yet, hard and stiff,
were tweaked and played with it, and it sent charges deep down into her 
cunny
hole and made her hips jerk quickly upward. Each one was given its own turn,
then the woman found her navel, and rubbed tip to tip, tongue to belly 
button.
A hand was gently working its magic against Fran's pussy when the woman's
mouth finally found her clitty and began a long, slowly attentive licking.
Fran's hips jerked again and she went pop, pop, swoosssh, pop again, cumming
all over the grown up's hand as it worked inside her.

"I never thought I could enjoy a child's muff so much," the woman told 
Fran's
mother, "it's so soft and pliable, and delicate." She licked along the slit
and heard a contented gurgle from the little girl. "Do you happen to have
a dildo?"

Rummaging through her purse, Fran's mother came up with at least four 
dildoes
and vibrators of various sizes and lengths. Fran's aroused partner chose
a double headed one that would work away in both snatches as it was pumped
and prodded, pushed and sloshed about between them. She faced Fran, gave
the tool a slurpy lick and pushed one end into her own passage, with a low,
extended moan, drawing it out, then pushing it back in several time over.

"Spread your legs and get ready for it, you wonderful little child slut."
Then she shoved it into Fran and drove it as far in on the first thrust as
she could. Fran shuddered, moaned, groaned, stretched and pushed her hips
up to meet the thrust and impale herself even more. The sales lady drew 
back,
then pushed in again, then forced it into a rhythm that Fran pushed back
with and wiggled her hips to.

"Oh WOW!!" moaned Fran breathlessly, "this is awesome." She started to pop
and throb again and felt the contractions of her cunny walls against the
dildo. Looking into the face of the sales lady, Fran saw that far away look
that told she was coming just hard. The dildo slipped in easier as the warm
liquid coated it and their cunts squished together. Fran's toes curled, her
fingers tensed and her body released all the tension it had built up in one,
then two, then ... she didn't know when it stopped, but she found the 
woman's
sweating body pressed against her, kissing Fran's cheeks, her chin, her 
neck,
and anything else she could put her lips to.

The early afternoon found them at lunch in a three star hotel restaurant.
The children sat with Fran's mother in booth, each sitting as close to 
either
of the outside corners as they could. While they waited for the waiter, Fran
lifted her skirt and spread her legs so that the businessmen sitting at the
nearest table got a good look at her hairless, innocently bald twat. Janice,
when she saw the reaction of the men between their own legs, followed Fran,
and soon both men were hard and the girls could see their cocks straining
their crotches.

 From time to time, while eating, or talking among themselves, the girls 
would
give the men another teasing glance, flirting with them, opening their legs
and tweaking their skirts. It made the girls wet again, and hot for long
stiff pricks. Janice rose, going to the men at their table. She gave each
a peck on the cheek, and when she returned had a piece of paper in her palm.

"They said we could come to their room after lunch," she told Fran. Fran
looked over at them and blew a kiss toward them.

After lunch, in the room, Fran was the first to toss her light dress to the
floor and kneel before her man. She undid his belt, opened his fly and drew
out a thick and hard organ that salivated thick pre-cum goo, which she 
licked
from the head.

Janice dropped her dress and lay on one of the beds, spreading her legs 
wide,
invitingly. Her guest dropped his pants and underwear in the wink of an eye
and dropped onto her, pushing his pecker right up into her. She moaned, 
taking
his almost seven inches without problem, and began to pump her hips under
his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, his fingers pinched her nipples,
his cock rammed and pumped into her fast and hard, and Janice met every 
thrust.
"OH!! I'M CUMMING. I'M CUMMING." Janice throbbed and her hips jumped and
jerked against the guy as she convulsed under him. "Oh gawd, Mister," Janice
panted, "you're really good. Don't stop, don't stop. Fuck me good. Fuck me,
fuck me, fuck me ..." she started to chant.

The guy kept at as long as he could but then he was at the point of letting
go. He stiffened, his prick hard and throbbing, then his cream shot up into
Janice and she felt it hit the back of her cunt with a wet splat. "Oh gawd,
that was good. I think you're the best fuck I've had in a long time." He
was panting with exhaustion as his rod went flaccid. "You're so fucking 
tight.
You can't be any more than ten or eleven years old."

"Close enough," Janice grinned. "Now turn around and eat me out, while I
suck you clean."

Fran was getting it doggie style, bent over with her hands on the bed and
the fellow she was with standing behind her, his cock thrusting away at a
leisurely pace. His thumb rubbed up against Fran's arse hole, driving her
wild and making her push back against him to meet his quick thrusts. She
blasted away with an orgasm, screaming and tossing her bum, which the guy
had to grip all the harder. Fran tossed her head back and forth, the orgasm
kept going, and driving her crazy. Then she felt the guy splashing his cum
against her cunt wall, and he was groaning and pumping once or twice more,
panting with satisfaction.

Fran wasn't finished, though. "Lick me again, clean me up." He got on his
knees, gladly, licking and slurping on the slobbered lips of her tiny cunt.
In his head, he had visions of doing this to his nine year old daughter back
home, and he just might, he decided.

 From a chair against the wall, her hands and ankles bound with leather 
handcuffs
and ankle cuffs, Fran watched Janice writh and convulse on the table as she
was given her shock treatment. The shock treatment was a regular thing here,
she knew, and it was one of the reasons she was glad to be finally going
home tomorrow. She had loved spreading her legs for boys dicks, and men's
cocks, and licking Janice's and other girl's pussy's, but Fran didn't think
she could take being confined in the sanatorium day after day, night after
night, as Janice was. She was still ambivalent about going about naked as
they made her do; and she knew that when she got home, finally, she would
still be required to go naked about the house, and would never again be 
allowed
to wear underwear unless it was sexually stimulating and provocative.

Janice stopped convulsing and went limp, the electricity shut off now. The
nurse went about unstrapping her and lifting her to a gurney. "Fran, dear,"
the nurse asked for the sake of courtesy and trying to put her at ease, "are
you ready?"

Fran looked over at Janice, her tongue splayed out of her mouth, which 
dripped
saliva down her cheeks and neck. She said nothing in response, and the nurse
pulled her to her feet and hefted her in her arms, taking her to the table
and stretching her out to begin strapping her down and applying the 
electrodes
and the weird looking helmet behind her head. Fran tried to resist being
strapped down, but the nurse pinned her wrists with the expert touch of one
who had done this many times. Her legs were wide open, and the nurse took
a metal rod, greased it with lubricant, and shoved it into Fran's arse hole.
Then, finally, she settled the helmet on her head to hold firmly in place
while she applied the electrodes. It took a few minutes to get the 
electrodes
in place properly, and this gave Fran time to settle. Then the nurse pried
Fran's pussy open with two fingers, and with a smile, rubbed her to orgasm.
Satisfied Fran was nice and lubbed between her legs, the nurse went to a
corner to wait.

Fran felt the first shock as a tiny twitch which stopped abruptly. A second
charge was more intense, and Fran shuddered and shivered with a squeal of
pain. The next shock made her jump and howl with pain. At that point, the
nurse came up to her and stuffed a dirty leather rag between her teeth. The
shocks became longer, and more powerful, and the next thing Fran remembered
was twitching, then convulsing violently until the oblivion of 
unconsciousness
claimed her.

Fran wasn't awake so much as she was watching herself being fucked from a
distance. The little girl was responding physically, but there was no 
intensity
to it. Her body responded almost automatically to the pumping action of the
thick pecker ramming her hole. Her hips met his thrust for thrust, in the
same way a robot would follow a command. She went back into the darkness,
aware that the girl her mind belonged to was something other than who she
was, it's eyes blank, it's body flaccid as it was being fucked, her tongue
hanging limply from her mouth.

Fran was surrounded by fresh linen when she woke, groggily trying to get
her bearings. She felt something weird against her skin between her legs,
and touching it, wondered why she had been diapered. Something felt lumpy,
wet and clammy against her skin, and there was a noisome odour coming from
somewhere. She certainly wasn't at home. Was she in the hospital. No, she
in a sanatorium. Then she saw a man pumping his erect organ into Janice,
in a bed next to her own, and slowly everything came back to her.

"Time to get up, sweet thing," a nurse with a cap and nothing else but a
garter belt, hose, and shoes, told her, then pulled back the covers. "My,
my, Fran," she clicked her tongue, I'll bet you're diaper is just full of
shit, hm. Like you." She pulled Fran upright and put her feet on the floor.
"Come with me, sweet thing."

She was taken down the hall, then got on the elevator, then down another
hall, which seemed to be offices and administrative parts of the building.
While they walked, the holding Fran's hand and leading her, Fran slowly 
became
aware that something was running down her legs and leaving a watery brown
streak. She was horrified that she had shit herself and the nurse had not
bothered to let her change and clean herself up.

A door opened and the nurse present Fran to the doctor who had overseen her
case. Standing there, leaking shit through a diaper, Fran suddenly saw her
mother, and her grandparents. She wanted to run, and the smell coming up
from her diaper was making her wish she could be anywhere but here, in front
of her grandparents.

"Come in Fran," the doctor told her. "Fran, while I discuss your case and
what to do with you with your mother and grandparents, I want you to get
under my desk and suck and lick my feet and toes."

"C-can I clean up first?"

"No. Now do as I tell you." The nurse pushed Fran toward the desk and pushed
her shoulders down so that her head was under the desk and she was face to
face with the doctor's feet while her arse poked up at her mother and 
grandparents.
"Don't stop until I tell you."

The two feet were on a foot stool, and Fran licked tentatively at first,
at the same time trying to listen as the doctor and her family discussed
her. The doctor presented the soles of one foot and Fran licked from the
big toe, down the length of the sole, to his heel and back again. She sucked
the big toe into her mouth and caressed it with her tongue, just as though
it were a cock. She nursed on it for a while, then went on to the other four
toes and did the same to them, but the little toe she treated more as a 
clitoris,
her mother's clitoris, than a fat prick.

She saw the boner in the crotch of the doctor's pants as she looked up once,
switching to the other foot. She tried to listen as they talked, and from
time to time the doctor paused in mid-sentence as he moaned or grunted. She
began to enjoy this, and went at it with more fervour.

She caught vague pieces of conversation. Something about Fran being naked
at all times when home; something else about "relieving" herself in a litter
box. She stopped to listen as her grandfather added something, "... cage
in our basement. That's what we used to do for her mother. It was very 
effective."

"Do I have to sleep in a cage, and shit in a cat's box?" she asked, bemused.

"I did when I was your age," her mother told her, sitting naked and looming
large from where Fran lay on the floor.

"You can take and change her now," the doctor said. "The nurse will help."

Wearing only a johnny shirt and slippers, Fran looked back at the sanatorium
buildings as her Grandfather drove his van down to the gates and out on to
the highway. He had a wide grin on his face, and his crotch was beginning
to throb under his pants once more. He had given her his prick in all three
holes as she lay spread on the low examination table; so excited was he that
his organ stayed rampant for a long time. There was nothing more exciting
than a luscious piece of soft, hairless childhood pussy. Grandma had rubbed
her mound between Fran's lips and kept coming and coming and coming until
she rolled off the child and lay panting on the floor, her naked body 
heaving
with the exertions.

Now Fran was finally going home, not to where she had lived, but now to her
grandparents, where arrangements had been made for Fran and her mother to
move in and be the sexual servants of her grandparents and their 
neighbourhood
friends. She sat back, relaxing against the seat, as an experienced hand,
her grandmother's, slipped under the gown and probed gently along Fran's
pussy lips. Fran enjoyed the ride home as fingers and palms played on her
pussy and ran themselves deep inside it, and her gown was loosened to allow
her grandmother and mother access to her flat, child's chest, their lips
licking and sucking gently and then probing harder to make her cum and lift
her hips from the seat. It was going to be wonderful at Grandma's house,
Fran decided, and let herself be used any way they wanted for now.


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