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Lisa's Chronicles Book 1 (Mf, cons, pedo)
Lisa is SICK (I don't like her very much). Anyone in real life who harms
a child deserves to be castrated then shot. That said, what is harm? Is
a consenting, loving, sexual relationship between a child and an adult
harmful? If done with care it is not physically harmful but there are
other kinds of harm. Is it emotionally harmful? Perhaps, perhaps not, in
actuality it probably varies case by case. Children don't have labels,
there is no tag that says 'I can handle sex'. So for that reason alone
caring adults should not consider a sexual relationship with a child
(uncaring adults are going to do as they damn well please).
THIRD: Now I wish to speak on incest. I have no problem on a moral level
with incest. I even consider the idea erotic (go figure) on an abstract
level. I only have problems with incest is when it involves an adult and
a child. The adult whether he/she be a parent or uncle/aunt or whatever
is in a position of authority over the child. That brings in the
possibility of coercion. Even if this is not intended there will be an
element of it there just because of the authority position. Most
children want to please their parents. A child that is subject to sexual
advances by a parent may acquiesce even if this is not something they
wish to do. I would have the same problem if the adult were a teacher or
a principle. Other than that I have no problems with incest. If a
brother and sister want to play around under the sheets, as long as
certain precautions are taken, more power to them.
LAST: I want to speak on the nature of eroticism. This is in two parts,
the first ties in with the nature of fantasy above. I find many things
erotic in literature, these include, pedophilia, incest, bestiality,
torture, rape, water sports etc... Very few of these things would I find
erotic if I was a participant. Let me state that again, not only would I
not do them (for moral reasons) but the thought of actually doing them
turns me off like a light. Curious, I enjoy reading about them but the
thought of doing them is repellant.
Now for the second part, I have for many years read erotic stories,
starting with filched copies of Penthouse Letters as a teenager then
downloading them from BBS's and finally the internet. I have found many,
many erotic stories that I have enjoyed immensely. I have also found a
great deal of duds. To be erotic a story needs several things. It has to
be believable both in the setting and the actions/reactions of the
participants. A story where a child walks into a pool hall, raises her
dress and takes on everybody in the place would not be erotic for me no
matter how hot the sex, because I would not believe it. A story has to
be descriptive. Adjectives and adverbs are important. Don't tell me that
Jane dropped to her knees and fucked the dog. Tell me what she feels,
what she says, how she moves. Don't tell me a child is cute. Describe
her, what is her skin tone, what color are her eyes, her hair? How soft
is her skin? What is she thinking?
Lisa Seeles sighed as she modeled before the mirror. At 33 she still had
a body that any man would drool over. Certainly on her infrequent trips
into town there was no lack of appreciative glances tossed her way. At
5'3'' and 95 pounds she was not tall but she was perfectly in
proportion. Platinum blond hair framed a face that still qualified as
ravishing. A slender neck led to smooth tanned shoulders and a pair of
perky 32-inch breasts that still stood proudly up without need of a bra.
Her stomach was flat with just a hint of muscle moving beneath the thin
layer of subcutaneous fat that made women so delightfully soft. Her hips
flared invitingly into a heart shaped ass and a pair of smooth, long
legs that seemed to go on forever. Her delightful cunt was surmounted by
a carefully trimmed bush of the same platinum as that on her head.
She sighed again as she twisted and turned, "nothing wrong with the
package" she decided. The problem was that she was the only one who ever
got to unwrap it. At twenty-four Lisa had met and married Paul Seeles
after a brief passionate courtship. He had been a rancher ten years her
senior but handsome and strongly built. Lisa had taken to married life
on Paul's remote spread like a fish to water, quickly taking over the
ranches small side operation of breeding dogs for hunting and show.
Camelot it had seemed and so it was but it had come to a fiery end just
three years before. Their only child, Kaley had just turned two the day
before a state police car had made its somber way up the mile long
gravel drive. Paul had been returning from a cattle show late at night.
A long drizzling rain had made the roads treacherous. When he had called
earlier in the afternoon he had indicated that he would stop for the
evening and finish the drive in the morning. He had apparently changed
his mind and tried to drive on in. Fatigue was a decisive factor the
police decided. The heavy trailer with three prime breeding bulls aboard
had begun to fishtail according to witnesses. Instead of slowing or
tapping the trailer brakes to pull it into line the driver had done the
worst possible thing; he'd tried to counter-steer to cancel the swaying.
This had only exaggerated the problem, on the wet road it had taken
little for the swaying trailers tires to give up their grip. The trailer
had jackknifed, swinging the Suburban tow vehicle across the centerline
of the narrow state two-lane like a weight on a string. The driver of
semi loaded with new farm tractors had barely had time to blink before
his cab rose skyward as the sturdy suv was rolled over and crushed
beneath his tractor.
No one knew if Paul was alive at that point, the painfully shy state
trooper had tried to reassure her that he wasn't. It didn't matter. As
the stunned semi driver had slithered down from his cab and other
witnesses pulled to the side of the road to render aid the Suburban's
long range tanks, installed by Paul himself from a mail order parts
house just weeks before, had burst into flames. So fierce was the fire
that the semi-tractor was consumed as well.
Stunned Lisa had listened numbly as a legion of lawyers had led her
through the minutiae of death. Paul had made sure she and Kaley would be
provided for in case the worst occurred. The ranch, all 600 acres of it
was deeded to her and paid off in full by several insurance policies.
Three more policies provided generous trust funds for her and Kaley as
well as providing nearly a half million in cash. Neither Lisa nor her
now fatherless daughter would ever need worry about money again.
She had sunk into despair after the accident; her lover and best friend
had suddenly been snatched from her. Despair was only to be expected. It
was Kaley that had drawn her back. The toddler had grieved as a child
does when she learned that daddy wasn't coming home, intensely but
briefly, within days she had sprang back and grudgingly as the weeks
then months passed she had drug her mother along with her.
Lisa had sold the cattle and laid off the hands, each of the latter were
given good references and a generous severance package. She kept the
small dog-breeding operation. The money it produced was trivial next to
what the trust fund provided but she enjoyed working with the animals
and it gave her something to invest her energy in.
She had let a year pass before tentatively moving back into the dating
scene. Living thirty miles the backside of nowhere with a three-year-old
daughter had complicated things but she had managed, only to find only
disappointments the only reward for her efforts. She was looking for a
friend and father for her daughter. Her suitor's were either looking for
a quick piece of tail or a chunk of the money that Paul had thoughtfully
left behind. After six months she had given up in disgust. Since then
she had devoted herself to Kaley and her dogs. Fingers and a carefully
hidden vibrator took care of the occasional baser urge.
She was sorting laundry upstairs when a shriek from below sent laundry
and basket flying in different directions. A thousand scenarios of
disaster flew through her mind as she charged down the polished oak
runners but none prepared her for what she found when she finally
reached the bottom.
Kaley, her five-year-old daughter was on hands and knees on the oriental
rug that adorned the bare wood of the entrance hall. The child's short
dress had been rucked up over her back clearly displaying her lack of
panties. That fact in itself was not remarkable the girl often forgot to
put them back on again after going to the potty. What made the situation
unusual was the large black Dane, the family dog 'Rooster', that had his
nose shoved up the pre-teen's dress and was avidly licking at the
child's exposed charms.
Lisa's first reaction was to run forward and yank the filthy animal off
of her baby. She actually took two halting steps before stopping.
Despite Kaley's continued whimpering the dog was not harming her and
Lisa could not deny the sudden tingle in her own neglected cunt. She
pulled back to the cover of the stairs and snaked her hand up her dress.
Her fingers quickly found her moistening pussy and began their magic
dance through the cotton of her panties.
For some minutes Rooster pillaged the child's pussy and ass, Kaley's
whimpers died off to a low cooing punctuated by and occasional yelp when
the big animal caught her tiny clit or cuntlip with a tooth. During this
time Lisa continued to masturbate, finally yanking her panties aside to
go at her bare pussy.
Suddenly Rooster withdrew; Lisa had not cum yet and was a little
disappointed. That changed in the next instant when the dog threw
himself on Kaley's back and prepared to mount. Lisa was up in an instant
again prepared to rescue her daughter but again she halted before
reaching the scene. The burning in her pussy had become an inferno at
the perverse thought of Rooster fucking her daughter. Motherhood warred
with arousal and locked her in stasis.
Rooster decided the issue himself, still unaware of his mistress's
presence he continued to root around, desperately trying to find a place
to stick the aroused red pole that his cock had become. It had elongated
to seven angry red inches while he had eaten the child now it wanted
satisfaction. He thrust and wiggled to no avail then his victim came to
his aid. Kaley had decided to try and get away, in preparation she rose
off her knees to try and gather her feet. This act put her immature
dog-spit wet pussy at just the right height. The tip of Rooster's
impressive cock just barely penetrated between the child's lips as soon
as he felt it the dog gave a little surge, like a fisherman setting his
hook, and sent almost an inch of horny dick into the pre-teens unsullied
cuntlet. Kaley screamed as if being disemboweled.
Lisa had finally started forward when it looked like Kaley would
extricate herself. Her hands were reaching for the dog's sleek black
back when he finally found his target. At Kaley's scream Lisa halted
hand outstretched. She screamed at herself, ordering her hands to move
but nothing happened. Rooster pulled out slightly and the arched his
back. Lisa recognized the action he was preparing for the decisive
plunge. Again she tried to move but it seemed she was locked in immobility.
Rooster surged forward like a coiled spring, in an instant the rapists
cock surged three inched into Kaley's tiny cunt, destroying her hymen
forever. Another jerk and then another and Rooster's whole cock was
encased in a tight wet vise. He howled in delight. For her part Kaley
didn't make a sound, the child was in shock, unable to draw a breath as
the massive invader tore into her pussy. She gasped and gaped as the dog
withdrew and rammed in again.
Lisa finally was finally able to move but to her horror she went
backward not forward. A part of her tried to rationalize, Kaley's
virginity was gone, there was no great harm to letting the dog finish.
She knew it was a sham however and raged at her own weakness as she
retreated to the stairs and knelt. Her pussy was now a sopping mass; she
pulled her panties aside so violently she tore one leg out of the sodden
garment. With here ruined panties hanging around one leg Lisa Seeles
settled down to watch the family dog rape her five-year-old daughter,
both hands busy on her hot wet pussy.
Rooster picked up the pace, fucking like only a dog did, his jackhammer
thrusts shaking the child under him while her not yet ripe pussy quailed
at the friction of his cock. Kaley finally found her voice, a scream was
followed by several pitiful sobs, "Mommy!" she called before trailing
off into another gurgling sob, "Mommy!"
Far from returning motherhood to the fore the cries just inflamed Lisa
more. Her pussy lubricated left hand snaked toward her asshole while her
right was a blur on her dripping cunt. Her eyes never left the perverse
scene before her. "Rape her Rooster", she mumbled under her breath,
"tear her little pussy up, fuck her to death." Her own ranting stoked
her fires higher and she shoved three fingers into her cunt and began to
saw them in and out.
Rooster was in the stretch. His aching balls were rumbling as he fucked
the child faster. His knot inflated and began to bang for entrance but
the pre-schooler's pussy was just too small. The child's flawless round
butt cheeks jiggled appealingly as the huge dog continued his assault.
Seeing their creamy perfection scraped and battered by the beast's hairy
belly only pushed Lisa's passion to new heights. She shoved a finger up
her ass and stuffed a fourth into her passion inflamed cunt.
Abruptly Rooster rammed his cock to full depth and went rigid. His balls
exploded and his watery spunk spewed from his deeply buried prick to
hose the child's burning passage. Surprised at the surprisingly soothing
sensation of the hot slime flooding the depths of her abused pussy,
Kaley halted in mid wail. Her screams dropped to low whimpers as the dog
continued to empty his seed into her. Her tiny, tightly packed pussy
soon could hold no more, dog sperm backed up and began to run from the
juncture of her tightly sealed, bald cuntlips and her rapists throbbing
prick. The normally clear fluid had been tinted red by Kaley's virginal
blood.
Seeing Rooster cumming in her daughter sent Lisa over the edge, bright
colors invaded her vision and blackness closed in around the edges as
the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced exploded over her. The
cream flowed from her pussy like water, gathering in a slimy aromatic
puddle on the floor and coursing down her shapely legs. The last thing
she saw before the thunderous cum stole her sight was Roosters abundant
spunk pouring from her darling daughters fucked out pussy as Rooster
withdrew with a wet pop.
When she came to her senses a moment later the dog was curled at her
feet lazily licking his shrinking cock. Fearfully she looked up but
Kaley had dropped to her stomach in exhaustion with her legs slightly
spread and her cute little buns and darling pussy still fully exposed,
red tinged spunk still trickled from her now sealed slit. Thankfully she
had not seen her mother in such a compromising position
Lisa stepped out of her ruined panties and used them to wipe her slick
thighs then dropped the sodden mass into her denim mini's front pocket
then stepping over the preoccupied Rooster she approached her softly
crying daughter.
"Kaley darling what's wrong?" She knelt by the exhausted girl, her voice
holding nothing but motherly concern. "Are you okay?" One had smoothed
the child's sweaty hair while the other dropped of its own accord to the
tiny rounded ass. The smooth skin of reddened butt cheek felt like
velvet under her touch. One finger idly traced the pre-schooler's crack.
If Kaley noticed her mother's liberty's she didn't show it. She twisted
around and shot into her mother's arms. "Mommy, Rooster hurt me!", she
wailed, burying her tear streaked face in her mother's arms.
Lisa stroked her child's hair. "There, there baby", she cooed, "did he
bite you?"
"No", Kaley sniffled.
"Did he scratch you?"
"No."
Lisa pulled her daughter up and pushed her gently to arms length. "Then
what did he do baby?"
The tiny child's angelic face dropped downward, her cheeks reddening.
"He licked me, then..then" she drew a deep shuddering breath, "then he
poked his thing in me."
Lisa tugged her daughter's face up so their eyes met. "Show me where baby."
Slowly Kaley tugged up her dress until her until recently virgin pussy
was exposed to her mother's gaze. The smoothly rounded lips, so like a
tiny butt were reddened and glistened wetly under a thick layer of dog
slime. "There mommy."
Lisa slid her hand down her daughter's smooth thigh and then gently
crossed over to caress the abused cunt with one finger, "Poor baby, does
it hurt?"
The five-year-old nodded gravely, "It burns."
Lisa stood, scooping her daughter into her arms her hand sliding beneath
the short little girl dress to cup the child's bare bottom. "Well, we'll
make it better. I think a hot bath and then a nice soothing salve will
help a lot. Then I'll have a talk with that bad dog." There was no sign
of Rooster as Lisa stepped over the cooling puddle of her own cum and
mounted the stairs. All the way to the master bath her hand continued to
take liberties with her daughters smooth round butt.
She filled the tub and then pulled off Kaley's dress, pausing for a
moment to admire her darling daughter's nakedness. Her recently sated
pussy gave a twinge as her gaze traveled down her baby's violated body.
Rooster's claws had reddened Kaley's chest as he had scrabbled for a
hold but the fabric of the child's dress had prevented any actual
scratching. She seated the child in the hot tub; Kaley winced as the
water stung her abused pussy.
Lisa reached for the soap but then inspiration struck and she grabbed
the shampoo instead. "Let's do your hair first baby." It was a reversal
of Kaley's normal bath order but she made no objection. Lisa wet her
daughter's head and then poured on a generous dollop of shampoo, much
more than she would normally use. Soon a thick lather was building as
she worked the suds, cascading down Kaley's neck and face. As was her
habit the child clenched her eyes tightly shut. The shampoo stung her
sensitive eyes badly and she would not re-open them until she was
thoroughly rinsed. Lisa finished washing the girl's hair and then for
good measure scrubbed her ears and face with the suds. "Stand up baby."
"Aren't you going to rinse my hair mommy?"
"Not yet baby, let me wash the rest of you then I'll rinse you all at once."
It was another departure from routine but again Kaley made no protest.
Once the dripping child was standing Lisa took up the soap and began
lathering her upper body. She gently worked over the flat chest, both
arms and then the girl's smooth back. She then gently replaced the soap
and spoke softly. "Baby we've got to wash out where Rooster put his
thing. We need to make sure there are no germs."
Kaley whimpered softly, "It's sore mommy."
"I know baby, I'll be gentle but we've got to get it clean. This might
feel a little funny."
"Okay mommy", Kaley sniffed.
Lisa retrieved a stray scrunchy from the vanity then pulled her hair
back severely and secured it. Then she dropped prone and grasped her
daughter's tiny perfect ass with one hand and pulled her close. With her
face still covered in shampoo Lisa knew her daughter would not open her
eyes. Thus she would never see her mother eating her freshly dog-fucked
pussy.
Lisa leaned close, Kaley wasn't old enough yet for her little cunt to
have taken on the musky aroma of a mature pussy, but it there was
something over the smell of wet skin, a strange exotic spice. The smell
of Roosters cum. Being careful not to breathe on her daughter's
sensitive cuntlet, Lisa extended her tongue and traced the tiny slit
from top to bottom. She pulled back to breathe then darted forward
again, this time using her tongue to pry the delicate lips apart then
pushing it slowly inside. Several times she probed deep as Kaley
whimpered from something that was not pain then withdrew for another
breath. In she went again, this time swabbing the abused walls of the
child's immature pussy. The taste of her daughters sweet cunt mixed with
Rooster's cum to create a flavor that was like ambrosia. Minutes passed
as the sucked the heady mixture from her daughter's pussy. Several times
she glanced up but Kaley's eyes were still tightly closed.
Finally deciding she had pushed her luck far enough the young mother
took up the soap and finished her daughters bath. After rinsing she got
the girl out of the tub and toweled her dry, once darting in to kiss her
little ass as she knelt behind her, feverishly wishing she could find an
excuse to get her tongue up the little pink asshole that winked at her
as she padded the last of the water off the tiny frame.
After putting Kaley down for a much needed nap Lisa went to her own room
and fingered herself to a series of thundering orgasms, though none
quite as intense as the one only an hour of so before. "I watched a dog
rape my daughter", she thought. "I ate her sweet pussy. I kissed her
little ass." As each depraved thought thundered through her head she
came again and again.
The next three days were terrible for Lisa; guilt was now taking its
toll. She felt awful, lower than the lowest scum. She had taken
advantage of her own daughter for her own perverted needs. What kind of
filthy excuse for a mother would do such a thing? During this time she
kept Kaley at arms length, baths were a clinical affair of minimal
duration. Touching was limited to brief pecks on the cheek and the
occasional perfunctory hug. Still despite her guilt and despite her vows
to the contrary each night she frigged herself to a mind-blowing orgasm
before sleep took her.
Kaley seemed little altered by the event. She quickly made up with
Rooster and was soon romping through the house happily with the big dog
in pursuit. Though to Lisa's relief and shameful semi-disappointment the
child's former forgetful attitude about panties had vanished. Her little
charms were now constantly encased in demure white cotton.
On the fourth morning after the rape Lisa heard a commotion from the
living room and emerged from the kitchen to find that Rooster had again
knocked her daughter down and was attempting to mount. Kaley's panties
frustrated the attempt however and the dog gave up before Lisa could
intervene. Kaley sprang to her feet and shot her mother a brilliant
smile and went right back to her play, a barking Rooster in pursuit.
Lisa realized she was going to have to do something about that situation.
She did it that afternoon while Kaley was down for her nap. Three times
she entered the child's pink and white lace decorated room. Each time
self-doubt and shame drove her back. The fourth time perverted fantasies
won through and she began to rummage through the girls pink lacquered
dresser. It was summer, too hot for these things she told herself as she
removed every pair of panties from her daughters wardrobe. For good
measure she removed all shorts too, then going to the closet she pulled
out every dress that was more than mid-thigh length. She made her way to
the attic and locked the looted clothing in with the winter coats and
blankets.
She was sweeping the next morning when Kaley appeared at the head of the
stairs, "Mommy, I don't have any panties!"
Keeping her voice level and head down Lisa replied with what she hoped
was nonchalance. "I put them away honey. It's really too hot for them
right now."
"But mommy people might see my butt."
Lisa smiled up at her daughter, "there's nobody to see but me baby." A
tiny twinge of shame fought its way to the surface as she thought of
just how much she wanted to see her darling's butt. "Besides, I need the
room to hold your new clothes. I thought we'd go into town and get you
some new dresses."
"Yippee", Kaley said, jumping into the air. Though only five she already
had a woman's full share of vanity when it came to her wardrobe.
That afternoon with Kaley modestly dressed and a pair of the purloined
panties covering her little butt Lisa fired up the farm's seldom used
truck and they made the thirty-mile drive to Owensburg, the nearest town
of any size. They made a whirlwind circuit of the three clothiers the
burg boasted of. Lisa smiled as she let Kaley pick out a dozen new
dresses of any style she wanted, only shooting down those that failed to
meet one criteria. If Kaley noticed that none of her new outfits came to
more than a few inches below her crotch it wasn't evident. As Kaley
emerged from the dressing rooms to model outfit after outfit, often
twirling so her little panties showed Lisa noticed more than one man
casting covert glances at the display. A week ago that would have
infuriated her. Now it only increased the itch in an already itchy pussy.
When they left the last store Kaley insisted on wearing one of her new
outfits, a tiny dress of back velour that was not at all practical for
the summer heat. They had supper at a western themed steak house. Kaley
sat against the wall and happily munched her way through a junior meal
with ice cream for dessert. All though the meal she had sat with her
legs partially spread, the tiny dress had pulled up to put her crotch on
plain display. Her thin panties had been dampened by sweat during the
long day and her plump mons with its prominent slit was clearly evident.
Lisa munched through her meal pretending not to notice the display but
she took every opportunity to glance around the restaurant to see how
many men were taking in the free show. She caught several men and even
one woman. All turned away when she caught their eye.
They made the thirty-mile drive back to the ranch. Lisa bathed Kaley and
put her to bed then dug out her vibrator and attacked her sudsy pussy.
Only after three cums could she think clearly.
She once again entered the attic. She located a sturdily build case of
some girth and opened it. Inside rested various pieces of video
equipment, including a three camera remote setup that could be operated
from a specially equipped laptop computer. Paul had used these to film
his bulls at cattle shows, more recently she herself had taken to using
it when she showed her dogs. She ignored the remote equipment for now
and pried a small handheld unit from its foam compartment. She also took
a fresh tape and the camera's charger and the retraced her steps. Only
after making sure the battery was charging did she return to bed. She
opted for fingers this time and let the vibrator rest.
Guilt again reared its ugly head the next morning when Kaley appeared in
a blue jumper that was possibly even shorter than the black outfit she
had worn back from town. As she came down the stairs her horny mother
got a full view of her perfect little pussy. Lisa shoved the guilt
aside; her baby had taken no harm from events to date. So there was no
reason to think she wouldn't be fine in the future.
Kaley played inside that morning, her short dress pulling up no matter
how often she tugged it down, her delighted mother was treated to shot
after shot of her delicious ass and immature cunt. Lisa wore a short
sundress and had herself forgone panties. As morning wore toward
afternoon her hand kept creeping beneath the light fabric to churn her
increasingly wet pussy.
It was early afternoon; Kaley and Rooster were romping on the open-air
patio when Lisa again heard a shriek. She dropped the dust cloth she had
been wielding and dove for the dining alcove where she'd left the
camera. She yanked the battery from its charger and slammed it into the
appliance with fumbling fingers then crept toward the sliding glass door.
Kaley was bent over the seat of a padded lawn chair, her little dress
shoved almost to her armpits exposing most of her creamy back as well as
her round little ass and delightful little slit. Rooster held her pinned
with one paw while he licked away, this time the big dog was alternating
between the child's pussy and asshole. Kaley shrieked but not as bad as
the first time.
The angle did not please Lisa; Kaley lay in such a way that if she
turned her head to the left she would see her mother. Lisa crept
sideways a dozen feet to clear the zone of danger before bringing the
viewfinder to her eye. She tested the zoom then pulled the trigger and
began to film her daughter's second rape.
Rooster was really going at the child's holes. His tongue would first
lick at her cunt for a few strokes then slip inside, the agile muscle
shoving the tightly closed little cunt apart. Kaley yelped when this
occurred because generally one or more teeth got into the mix. After
ravaging the five year olds pussy for a few moments Rooster would change
targets and send his large, wet tongue slithering over her asshole, he'd
lick at this a few strokes then curl his tongue and force it past her
sphincter. Kaley really yelled the first time this happened setting off
a sympathetic twinge in her mother's dripping cunt.
The camera was a good one with a 12-power zoom; Lisa sent it all the way
in till Kaley's stretched asshole stuffed with Rooster's probing tongue
filled the viewfinder. Thankfully the camera also had electronic
stabilization; Lisa was frigging herself so hard with her free hand that
the video would have been useless otherwise.
She dropped the view briefly to capture several frames of the Danes
swelling prick. It had expanded all the way out of its hairy sheath and
hung throbbing, red and angry beneath his belly. When she returned to
the oral action Rooster had attacked pussy again. He'd pried Kaley's
cuntlet apart and shoved most of his tongue inside. Now he seemed to be
trying to follow with his whole snout. She zoomed in again; the child's
whole left lip was pried outward and trapped between the dog's sharp
teeth. Lisa had a vision of him actually biting through the tender cunt
lip and it sent a firebolt sizzling around her own gushing twat.
She shoved four fingers into her cunt. "Bite through it boy", she
mumbled in her passion, "bite right through her little cunt lip. Give
her a doggy piercing."
To her disappointment Rooster did not do so, though from Kaley's yells
you would have thought he'd bit it off. The dog backed off then reared
up and mounted, his scrabbling claws actually pulling the girl's dress
down a little, though not enough to hide any of the show. Kaley tried to
rise but Rooster outweighed her three to one, she was going nowhere.
Once in position the dog began to root around trying to find the
entrance to that wonderful place he'd been before but the height just
wasn't quite right. He banged around futilely for nearly minute and
seemed on the verge of dismounting when Lisa intervened.
Setting the camera on an end table and zooming till Kaley's thighs and
bare ass filled the viewfinder she approached the mismatched pair.
Stroking Rooster to keep the dog from starting she dropped down behind
Kaley's tiny form and took Rooster's cock firmly in hand. She'd had to
do this often enough before, but this time the bitch was her own
daughter. Unable to resist she leaned forward and sent her tongue root
deep into her daughter's slimy pussy. She wiggled it around a little
then bit the girl's tiny clit. She was about to pull the dog forward but
her baby's wriggling asshole caught her eye. Stifling a moan she drove
her tongue like a spear past Kaley's sphincter. The muscle spasmed
around her tongue, gathering herself Lisa pushed deeper, feeling the
little ring give as the broad blade of her tongue pushed past. She ended
with her wide spread lips sealed to Kaley's butt and nearly two inches
of tongue buried in her squirming bowels.
Reluctantly, Lisa pulled her tongue from her daughters beautiful
asshole, noting that the ring took several seconds to reseal. Pulling
Rooster forward by the cock she pulled until the tip entered her
daughters soon to be sullied cunt. Sensing this was the place the dog
shoved and sent half his prick into the hot, tight sheath of Kaley's
pussy. As he began his first preliminary stroked Lisa dropped onto her
butt, one hand busy in her pussy as she enjoyed this up close look; her
daughter's anguished wails only made it better.
As Rooster began to pound in earnest Lisa scrambled back to the camera.
She did her best to capture all of the action as Rooster
enthusiastically raped her daughter. As before the dog's knot simply
wouldn't fit, once inflated it banged bruisingly against her lips but
the portal held. Lisa zoomed in as the dog's huge balls slapped Kaley's
mound just below her slit. Kaley's cries had dropped to a dull whimper
that issued forth in time with the dog's thrusting prick. Lisa mauled
her pussy as she tried to hold the camera steady. She wished she could
get a finger up her ass but she was one hand short.
She had a moment of panic as Rooster shifted to the right and drug the
impaled Kaley with him; she was caught square in her daughter's
peripheral vision and froze in shamed terror. Quickly however she
noticed that her child's tear streaming eyes were tightly closed. She
eased out of the danger zone and resumed filming and frigging.
The climax came suddenly. Rooster gave a low growl and then thrust deep.
The dog howled as his nuts burst sending his seed coursing into the
impaled five-year-old. Lisa could have easily gone over the edge herself
at that point and desperately wanted to, she would surely have lost
control of the camera however. Sacrificing her own cum she zoomed in on
the juncture of beast cock and immature, ravaged pussy. Through the
viewfinder she could actually see Rooster's cock pulse as he delivered
his hot, slimy load. Dog cum spurted from Kaley's chubby lipped cunt and
pooled on the nylon covered chair cushion before dripping to the floor.
Rooster gave one last low growl and then began to back out. Lisa backed
toward the door even as she kept the camera focused and zoomed in
closer. The dog's cock pulled free with a low, wet pop followed by a
river of dog cum. Kaley's cunt gaped open for a moment before the lips
began to reluctantly seal. Lisa dropped to her knees' and pushed the
zoom to its limits, for a brief moment the camera looked right up the
cum gushing little pussy. Not wanting to be caught she stopped taping a
few seconds later and made her exit before Kaley recovered.
She went straight upstairs. Placing the camera on her dresser, she threw
herself onto the bed and attacked her cunt and asshole, grunting like an
animal gone wild as she climbed toward orgasm. Higher and higher she
climbed. The walls closed in as she mauled her pussy and asshole, the
whole world shrunk to those two sopping openings. Even Kaley's tearful
cry of "mommy" from the base of the stairs only added fuel to the
conflagration raging in her pussy. She had left the bedroom door
standing wide open, if Kaley climbed the stairs she would find her
mother fucking herself with both hands after she had just been assaulted
a second time by the family dog. That thought pushed her over the edge,
her breath gushed out as she crashed into the orgasmic abyss.
She was in fact almost caught. She came back to herself just in time to
hear the last footsteps as Kaley climbed the stairs. She rolled off the
bed and yanked down her dress, she threw a glance at the foot wide wet
spot plainly obvious on her now wrinkled bed but had no time to do
anything about it for her daughter chose that moment to appear in the
doorway.
Kaley sniffled and wiped her tearful eyes on one sleeve of her now
wrinkled new dress. "Mommy, can I start wearing panties again?"
Lisa thought fast, "I told you it was too hot honey....", she stopped as
if a thought had just occurred to her. "Did Rooster hurt you again?"
Kaley nodded sadly.
"That damned dog, I swear I'll put him down if it happens one more time."
Kaley looked puzzled, "What is put down?"
"I'll have to shoot him honey, like we did with that retriever that got
run over by the truck." Kaley had cried days after that despite wounds
that even a then four-year-old Kaley knew were fatal.
The child's face screwed up and she began to cry in earnest. "No mommy,
don't shoot Rooster?" Despite the attacks Kaley still dearly loved the
big animal.
Lisa took two steps, knelt and pulled the trembling girl to her. "Okay
baby if you don't want me too I won't." The child's defense of her
rapist went far to convince Lisa that the attacks were causing little
real harm they had also served a second purpose, tabling the question of
panties for now. Her awakening conscience shuddered and withdrew under a
renewed spurt of desire as she eased her right hand under Kaley's dress
and palmed the smooth little girl ass. Wetness in the child's crack
deserved investigation. Lisa rocked her daughter as she rubbed slimy dog
cum into those delightful cheeks. She finally pulled free and kissed her
daughter on the nose eliciting a delighted giggle from the recipient.
"I'd say somebody needs a bath then we'll go for a picnic at the creek,
sound good."
Kaley gave an enthusiastic nod then hand and hand mother and daughter
made their way to the bath.
Once again Lisa shampooed Kaley's hair first then left the lather on as
she worked her way down the child's body. "I'm going to wash inside
honey like last time okay?"
"Okay mommy". There was no trepidation in the voice; there might even
have been a hint of eagerness. Making sure her hair was pulled back Lisa
gently leaned in and lightly swabbed Kaley's beautiful pussy with her
tongue. Taking care to avoid any other telltale contact between her head
and Kaley's body she pushed inside. As before the taste of baby pussy
mixed with dog cum had a powerful effect, her own pussy gave a twinge
and began to lubricate heavily as she ate her daughters sweet, immature
cunt. She stopped before she would have liked and took up the soap
again. Finishing the front she gently turned Kaley around.
The sight of that perfect little ass just inches from her nose caused a
renewed flow from her insatiable twat. She debated with herself then
spoke, "I'm going to make sure your back hole is clean to baby, okay."
Kaley giggled, "Rooster didn't do anything there mommy."
Lisa's cunt again twinged at that thought, it might need looking into.
"Well we need to clean it anyway okay?"
"Okay mommy."
Lisa jammed a hand up her dress as she pulled Kaley to her with the
other. Bringing her nose close she inhaled the scent of wet little girl
butt then gently kissed each delightful cheek. Reluctantly pulling her
cunt slick hand from under her dress she used both to gently pull those
soft cheeks apart. She nearly swooned as her pre-school daughter's
perfect little asshole appeared only an inch from her nose. She leaned
in and planted a gentle kiss on the tiny ring then sent her tongue out
to bathe it in hot saliva. Ever so gently she pushed till the little
muscle relented and the tip of her tongue entered her baby's delightful
ass. She didn't dare push deep as she had while the child was
preoccupied by her coming rape but was content to gently rim the girl
for several minutes.
After her bath Kaley was excited about the promised picnic but her
mother had a very needful chore to perform. Setting the little girl to
gathering supplies she slipped back upstairs and in a few thunderous
minutes mauled her cunt into submission. When she had finished the wet
spot was nearly a yard across.
Lisa saddled Ranger, her big roan mare and then the little pony Kaley
had christened 'Barney' after a certain purple dinosaur. They mounted
and were off, Rooster sped ahead barking as if urging the horses to keep
up. He was answered by a not very melodious baying from the kennel as
several dozen dogs announced their desire to join the outing.
They made the creek in less than fifteen minutes. Lisa pulled the
saddles from the mounts and set them to grazing beneath a big willow
while Kaley romped onto the slick stones above the little pool they used
for swimming. Lisa finished the chore and returned to find Kaley
morosely staring at the cool, shaded pool.
"What's wrong baby?"
"I forgot my bathing suit."
Lisa knelt, "Come here honey."
Kaley carefully made her way to shore over the slick stones.
Lisa pulled her in and kissed her forehead than grasped the hem of the
child's dress, this one an old garment, and pulled it off before Kaley
could protest. "There, now you can swim."
Kaley stared at her mother with all the indignation a five-year-old
could muster, "naked!"
"Sure baby, there's no one around to see." As if to prove it she shucked
out of her own tee shirt and ragged cutoffs. She wore a rather
conservative yellow one-piece beneath but this followed the outer
garments. Nude, Lisa took her equally bare daughters hand and led her
into the cool water.
They romped joyfully for several hours. Lisa took no new liberties with
her daughter, settling for flashes of bare flesh and the occasional
caress of the privates as they splashed and played. Finally Kaley held
up one hand, "I'm getting wrinkly."
The exited the water and toweled dry then attacked the basket Kaley had
packed. Lisa soon discovered the folly of letting her daughter pick the
victuals, wet pussy or no. The girl's idea of a perfect picnic consisted
of hohos and chocolate milk with twinkies thrown in for desert. Kaley
grinned mischievously at her mother's grimace. "You told me to pack what
I wanted."
Once back at the house Lisa gave Kaley another bath, this time with no
elaborations then deposited the child in front of the TV with a
Teletubbies tape then wearily climbed the stairs and drew her own bath.
As she soaked she thought idly back to the last several days and then
lowered her defenses and let the guilt in. To her surprise their was
very little of it. To the contrary she felt more excited and alive than
she had since Paul's death. Sexually frustrated she had searched in vain
for the fulfillment and stimulation she needed in the arms of a dozen
men and then she had found it right here at home. She took the soap and
lathered up her still sated cunt then on impulse reached for a razor.
When she had made the last swipe she was as bald as her daughter. Idly
fingering her bare pussy Lisa vowed that as long as Kaley came to no
lasting harm she would ride this exciting new diversion as far as it
would go. As she soaped the rest of her lush body a thousand scenarios
played through her horny mind. She would try them all and damn the guilt.
The tape was still playing as Lisa descended the stairs. Careful not to
bang the door she slipped out the door and made her way to the kennel.
The dogs began baying enthusiastically at her approach but she ignored
them and took a key from her pocket. She entered the feed room and
unlocked the drug cabinet. She quickly found the bottle she wanted then
closed everything up and made her way back to the house.
In the kitchen she set water to boiling then took down two mugs, she
poured a pouch of instant cocoa into each but her daughter's got an
extra spice. Reading the label on the bottle for dosages she tapped out
two of the little white pills and carefully crushed them into one of the
mugs. The drugs she had were veterinary in nature but would work equally
well on humans. Both she and Kaley had used antibiotics meant for the
dogs to get over a bad bug during the winter. Her doctor might not have
approved but then he wasn't thirty miles from town with two feet of wet
snow on the roads.
She poured the steaming water into both mugs then stirred them
thoroughly, before placing them on a tray she took a tiny sip of
Kaley's. There was perhaps a trace of bitterness but it was hardly
noticeable.
Kaley clapped her little hands' in glee when she spied her mother's
burden. The credits were rolling so Lisa put another tape in then the
two curled of the sofa and sipped their hot drinks. Lisa had been very
careful to make sure her daughter got the right mug. Within fifteen
minutes Kaley was nodding, the powerful sedative had done its work. Lisa
pried the now empty mug from her fingers. "Bedtime baby, let's get you
tucked in."
It was all she could do to get the girl up the stairs. Once they reached
the child's bedroom Lisa pulled off her daughter's dress and began to
rummage in her dresser for pajamas. She was only just in time to reach
back and catch the child as she started to topple. To hell with the
pajamas she thought, Kaley was too far-gone to notice and she'd just
have to remove them for the night's festivities. Picking up the naked
girl she placed her face down on the bed.
Downstairs Lisa rummaged through the house for the items her imagination
had shown her in the tub her newly bald pussy was dripping before she
finished. Re-climbing the stairs she detoured to her own room to strip
and retrieve the camera. She had not put the battery back on the charger
but the indicator showed good, there was plenty of tape left too. A
rummage through the closet revealed an old tri-pod, she pulled it out
then carried her burdens to her daughter's bedroom.
Her first order of business was to make sure her daughter was all right.
She checked the child's breathing and pulse. Both were fine. That done
she tried to rouse the tiny form, she got not even a grunt for her
troubles. Satisfied, Lisa set up the tripod and mounted the camera. She
focused on the bed and then zoomed in until Kaley's still form filled
the viewfinder then locked down the trigger and started taping.
Back beside her daughter's bed Lisa was at first at a loss what to do
first. So many ideas passed through her head that she just stood for a
minute of so. Well, first things first she decided, she had yet to taste
any of Kaley's little charms to the extent she wanted. Dropping to her
knees' Lisa pulled those tiny, perfect legs apart and attacked her
child's lovely ass. She kissed the soft little cheeks; not the chaste
little pecks she had stolen before but wide, wet kisses with plenty of
tongue contact. She sucked and pulled little mounds of soft cheek into
her mouth, then bit them hard enough to leave marks before releasing
them to move on. Minutes later Kaley's little but glistened under a
layer of saliva and teeth marks marred the smooth flesh everywhere.
Lisa detoured to the camera long enough to zoom in for several seconds
of that fantastic sight then reset the instrument and returned to the
bedside. This time she went straight for her darling's enticing but
crack. Extending her tongue she licked from the small of the child's
back to her puckered asshole then retraced the path. Unable to wait any
longer she pulled the little cheeks apart to reveal the prize, she let
the camera stare at the little ring for a moment then dove in tongue first.
With no need to worry about being noticed Lisa dug for gold. She shoved
her tongue deep into the little asshole and fluttered it about. Trying
for more penetration she pulled Kaley's cheeks wide and shoved her whole
face into the child's stretched crack. The tight opening sucked at her
buried tongue as pulled out and then shoved in again. She pushed in till
the wide blade of her tongue stretched Kaley's sphincter wide then
pulled out and stared as the hole slowly closed. She feasted on
delicious pre-school ass for another moment then rolled Kaley up onto
her side. Lifting one of the girls legs she shoved her face into the
child's perfect little pussy and gently flutter kissed it for an instant
before delving inside. She ate cuntlet like a madwoman, slobbering and
burrowing deep. Pulling, out she took one lip and then the other into
her mouth, chewing them until both were red and dimpled by deep teeth
marks. She captured the immature little clitoris between her upper and
lower canines and pulled the little organ until it stretched alarmingly.
She wanted to crush it between her molars' but couldn't get it that far
into her mouth so she settled for nipping with her front teeth till it
was red and throbbing.
Reluctantly Lisa pulled back after fifteen minutes of snacking on her
daughters delights. She would have been content to spend hours at that
task but the sedative wouldn't last forever and there was so much else
to do.
She felt a returning twinge of guilt as she reached for the kit she had
gathered downstairs but her raging hormones stomped it down, besides she
told herself, no permanent harm would be done. Kaley would be a little
sore tomorrow but the wounds would heal.
First came the straight pins. Lisa had an assortment she normally used
for sewing; they had multicolored plastic bead heads. Excitedly she
opened the box and selected one. Grasping Kaley's right cunt lip she
drove the sharp implement completely through with a single thrust. She
took another pin and similarly impaled the left lip. Alternating right
and left she began to turn her daughters tiny pussy into a pincushion.
She varied her technique as she went, sometimes jabbing the pin in with
a single thrust, sometimes going slowly, almost drilling the point
through that tender flesh.
When Lisa finally rocked back onto her heels over twenty pins were
sticking from Kaley's abused little cuntlet. They fanned out like a
perverse bouquet. Lisa went back to the camera and zoomed to capture a
close up of her work.
She removed the pins then leaned in and licked up the blood that had
trickled from a number of the tiny wounds. Putting away the pins she
grabbed another item from her kit. The cigarettes had been Paul's and
were over three years old. She nearly gagged, as she had to puff to
light the rancid weed. She took several pulls then blew on the end to
make a nice hot cherry before rolling Kaley back onto her tummy. She
caressed the sweet unmarred little ass for a long moment then went to
work. Her pussy spasmed as she pushed the hot coal hard enough into one
tender cheek to dimple the flesh, she held it for a long second and
moved to the other cheek. Back and forth she went, burning and marring
that perfect little ass. Sometimes she only held the coal to Kaley's
butt for a second, other times she held it till she smelled burning
flesh. When the cigarette burned low she pulled those little cheeks
apart and crushed the butt out in Kaley's asshole.
She leaned back onto her heels and using both hands frigged herself to a
thunderous and wet orgasm as smoke from the still smoldering cigarette
curled lazily up between Kaley's tiny scarred cheeks. She recovered in
time to zoom the camera in on that tiny plume before it finally gutted out.
Setting the camera back onto automatic she made her way back to the bed
and regarded her handiwork for a second. She searched for guilt but
there was none there. With her pussy starting to itch again she lit
another of the old cigarettes and pulled Kaley over onto her back.
This time the child's pooching, pin pricked cunt was the target. As the
camera silently watched she attacked that darling pussy with a will. No
portion of those oh so cute little lips were spared as she repeatedly
brought the hot tip of the cigarette jabbing in. The smell of burning
cuntlet mixed with the perfume of Lisa's own drooling cunt. The second
cigarette burned low, she puffed on it till it had a large cherry then
pried Kaley's burned little pussy lips apart and shoved the whole thing
inside.
She zoomed the camera in on the smoke oozing from Kaley's ruined pussy
then fumbled through her kit. She came up with an unopened package of
fishing hooks; the type that already had about 18 inches of monofiliment
line attached to each hook. She tore at the shrink-wrap with her teeth
as she watched the smoke rise from inside her daughter's cunt.
Extracting two hooks from the package she again approached the bed.
Being sure not to block the camera's view she grasped the five-year-olds
tortured left cunt lip and pulled the barbed hook through it in a single
tug. She then pulled the leader tight, wrapped it around Kaley's leg and
tied it off. The right lip received the same treatment. Gently she
grasped Kaley by the knees and pulled her smooth little legs wide.
Kaley's immature, pockmarked pussy gaped open like the mouth of a fish
revealing the pristine pink treasure inside, along with one burned out
cigarette butt. Blood oozed from the hook punctures as the flesh tore
slightly.
She removed the burned out cigarette. It had dried out and cooked a
quarter inch square patch of inner pussy. She fingered the damage for a
second then retrieved her pins. Like a matador spearing a bull she
plunged pin after pin into the pink perfection of her daughter's inner
cunt. The final pin she shoved completely through the tiny clit.
She lit a third cigarette as she studied her handiwork. Her own cunt was
begging for attention but she ignored it for them moment. The clock was
ticking and she wanted to make the best use of the time remaining. She
grasped the bead plastic head of the pin protruding from the
five-year-old's skewered clit.
Using it as a handle she twisted and rotated the little nubbin of flesh
as she burned it savagely with the cigarette.
Next she moved inside. There were over 50 pins impaling the interior of
the child's tiny pussy but there were still a few places where the
glowing tip of the questing cigarette would fit. Lisa found them all.
The ambrosia stink of burning cuntlet filled the air and sent thick
slimy cunt lube running down Lisa's legs.
She paused to move the camera closer then zoomed it in on the
pre-schooler's abused little pussy then went back to work with the
cigarette. She burned every place she had been before then found a few
new ones.
Finally the third cigarette burned low. She again grabbed the pin
impaling the little clit and slowly ground the butt out on top of the
little nubbin.
She didn't have much time left on the sedative so she set about cleaning
up. The pins were pulled from the ravaged little cunt then she rolled
the child slightly and dug the cigarette butt from her little pink
asshole. After putting her things away and moving the kit into the hall
she took the camera from the tripod and moved back to the bed. Lovingly
she chronicled the damage done to Kaley's little body. She rolled the
child onto her stomach and panned slowly over the abused little ass. The
burns had already started to blister. On impulse she drew back her hand
and slapped Kaley's little right cheek hard. The whole little ass
jiggled and an angry handprint remained behind.
She rolled the child onto her back; her breath caught when the still
tied open little pussy gaped wide as Kaley's leg's flopped open. The
wounds where the hooks pierced the little cunt lips tore slightly more.
She panned across the wrecked pussy then zoomed in on the ruined interior.
She put the camera back on its tripod and checked the time. She still
had thirty good minutes before Kaley could conceivably awake. That was
enough for a damn good cum. Quickly she knelt beside the bed, grabbing a
leg she flipped Kaley back onto her stomach and dove face first between
the blistered little cheeks. At first the child's sphincter resisted but
then it slowly gave way allowing Lisa's tongue access to the hot dry
chute of her tiny daughter's delicious little butthole. With one hand on
her own burning cunt and the other fluttering over her own ass she
slowly shoved her tongue to its wide bladed root in the tight little
ass. After long minutes she reluctantly pulled her tongue from the
sucking little butt and rolled the child onto her back.
With three fingers in her own cunt and one in her ass she dined on
splayed open baby pussy. With the hooks still firmly bedded she could
get deeper than ever before. She shoved her face into the pinkness and
sent her tongue deep into Kaley's pussy. She had withdrawn and was
biting Kaley's roasted little clit when she came in a series of
thunderous orgasms the last of which stole her vision and left her
teetering on the edge of consciousness.
When she had returned to Earth, Lisa went out to her kit and retrieved a
small pair of snips. She came back in and was preparing to snip the
barbs from the fishhooks in Kaley's twat when a cramp from her bowels
stopped her. She started for the bathroom and then stopped. A last
perverse thought surfaced from the depths of her mind, a perfect,
perverse, perverted cap for the night's activities. Pulling Kaley till
her knees' hung over the edge of the bed, Lisa lined her ass up over the
still spread little cuntlet then knelt. She glanced up to make sure she
was not blocking the camera then dropped her gaze to between her legs.
With an oh so gentle push, Lisa began to shit into her daughters hook
spread pussy.
The tird was slim and long and slim. Lisa adjusted her stance slightly
so the tip of the tapered tird oozed right into the five-year-olds tiny
fuck channel. As slim as it was Kaley's tiny pussy was slimmer only
about an inch of the foul invader penetrated before the remainder began
to pile up on the splayed open pinkness of the child's battered pussy.
Ignoring her bowels protest, Lisa pinched the flow off when a good pile
had built up then fighting her cramps she quickly spun her tiny daughter
about so that her head hung over the edge of the bed. Lisa quickly found
the right point on the pre-schooler's jaw and gently squeezed. Kaley's
mouth popped open wide.
With a sigh of relief and a renewed twinge from her ever-horny pussy
Lisa completed her interrupted shit into her five-year-old daughters
sweet mouth.
When she finished she stood and looked down. Kaley's mouth actually had
been able to hold most of her remaining shit, only a small amount was
mounded over the child's lips. Kaley had automatically started to
breathe through her nose when her mouth was filled, she had also began
to instinctively swallow but since she hadn't chewed up the mass of her
mother's shit in her mouth she wasn't making much progress.
The sight drove Lisa almost mad. She desperately wanted to frig herself
off again but she was really pushing the time limit now. She again
pulled the camera from the tripod and advanced on the bed. She spent a
long minute getting close ups of Kaley's shit filled pussy and mouth
then turned the appliance off and moved it and the tripod into the hall.
Cleanup was messy. She got a plastic garbage bag, a roll of paper towel
and some baby wipes and then started in. She dug as much of the shit
from the child's mouth as she could then stroked her tiny throat to get
her to swallow any remaining bits. It worked with dogs; it worked with
little girl toilets too. She wiped Kaley's lips and face clean with
paper towel and then used a baby wipe. Her tiny daughter's pussy proved
more problematic. Pussies couldn't swallow. It took a long time but
finally she had gotten most of the shit out with a paper towel. She
followed with a baby wipe. Finally she took up the neglected snips and
cut the barbs from the fishhooks and eased them out of her daughters
destroyed pussy. The battered lips slowly began to close.
She cut the line from around her daughter's darling legs then pulled the
child up into her bed and rested her head on the pillow. She debated
trying to get her into her pajamas but decided not to. She pulled the
sheet and coverlet of to Kaley's chin then gave her a final kiss on the
forehead.
Lisa grabbed her remaining gear and packed it into the hall. Most she
just shoved into a closet but the shit filled garbage bag went outside.
Tired now herself she headed for her own bed. Tired or not she still
fingered herself to a final thunderous orgasm before drifting off to sleep.
She awoke groggily before dawn to the sound of Kaley crying. She found
the child standing nude beside her bed with tears streaming down her
face. Lisa knelt and pulled the five-year-old into her arms, "What's
wrong baby?"
"Mommy I hurt."
Lisa ran her hand down her daughters smooth back then gently pushed her
back to arms length, "Show me where baby."
Tearfully the tiny girl indicated her tortured pussy then turned
slightly to show her blister covered little butt."
Lisa ran her hand up the outside of Kaley's shapely little thigh and
then around to her burned little ass. Her cunt began to seep as the tiny
bumps of scores of blisters passed beneath her palm.
"Oh honey, looks like you might have caught a bug. It might be the mumps
again."
Kaley dried her eyes on the back of one tiny hand, comforted, in spite
of her pain, by her mother's presence. "But it's just on my bottom and
my pee place."
"I see that honey, well bugs work funny sometimes. Let's get you taken
care of."
She ran a hot bath and helped Kaley into the tub. The child whined as
the water reached her burned and punctured ass and pussy. Lisa made
soothing noises and took up the soap and a soft rag. Being as gentle as
possible she washed Kaley from her face down. The child winced and cried
out as the soap made contact with her injured parts but Lisa calmed her
with gentle words. Once she was clean on the outside Lisa gently prized
apart Kaley's battered little cunt lips and took up a douche bottle she
had prepared.
"That hurts mommy"
"I know baby but we have to get it clean." She meant that. She planned
to snack on that little pussy and didn't want to taste shit. As she
gently worked the slim nozzle into her daughter damaged pussy a little
scent of that foul substance wafted to her nose. Yes, they definitely
had to clean inside.
She helped her sore daughter from the tub then wrapped the child in a
fluffy white towel and gently patted her dry. Lisa carried her daughter
to the master bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.
"You lay here on mommy's bed honey. I've got to get the medicine and
I'll be right back."
Lisa rummaged in her bedroom till she had what she needed then returned.
"Roll over on your stomach baby. Let's do your butt first."
Lisa gently stroked Kaley's burned little ass then leaned in and planted
a kiss on each cheek. Despite her pain the child giggled.
"Mama that's my butt!"
"And a pretty little butt it is too. Don't you know mommy's kisses make
the pain better?"
'Uhuh."
"Then I made it better. To prove her point she kissed the little
blistered butt again, this time on the crack. She had to restrain
herself from shoving her tongue up the child's asshole. She squeezed out
a portion of an anesthetic balm into her hand and gently began to rub it
into her daughter's tiny butt. She started at the outer cheeks and
worked her way inward. Kaley visibly relaxed as the slightly greasy
salve began to have an effect.
When Lisa reached Kaley's little crack she gently spread the cheeks and
delved inside. She drew her fingers lightly up and down the child's
crease before circling in on her asshole. She squeezed a little of the
concoction onto her index finger and rubbed it into her daughter's pink
little sphincter. Kaley's breath caught as her mother's finger lightly
skipped across her tiny butthole. Lisa smiled to herself and gently
applied pressure. Reluctantly the little muscle dilated and Lisa's
finger slipped into her daughters butt.
"Is it sore inside too baby?"
"Uhuh," the child sounded slightly breathless.
"Well we'll fix it honey." With that Lisa began to slowly work her
finger in and out, finger fucking that darling asshole.
She stopped after less than a minute. "Roll over baby, let's do the
front." With the pain in her rear diminished Kaley flopped over and
presented her ravaged pussy to her mother's gaze. Lisa stared into her
daughter's eyes for a brief moment then bent and kissed her little cunt.
Before she withdrew she couldn't resist letting her tongue out for a
tiny taste but she didn't penetrate the marred outer lips. She squeezed
out more salve and gently worked it into the child's cuntlet. Since the
tiny girl had less pussy than she did butt the spreading went faster and
soon Lisa's fingers were gently delving inside. She generously spread
the healing salve inside Kaley's tiny, scarred twat.
She saved her little darling's broiled clit for last. Kaley gasped and
tensed anew when her mother took the sore little organ between her
fingers but she quickly relaxed as the pain faded under the healing
balm. Lisa's gentle nursing now slowly gave way to fondling as she
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