August Moone Sagas
Book 6
Journeying
Chapter 46
Yield to the Right
Piss off to the Left

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*

You Suck, I Suck, We Suck, Let’s change the alphabet…
	She awoke in the closet.
	“Hi.” said a voice from the darkness.
	“Hi.” replied the still frightened girl.
	“You’ve been asleep for awhile,” continued the voice, “you remember what was said before he put you in here?”

	Kolly licked her top lip thoughtfully, her young mind was a whirl and extremely fuzzy.  But slowly the panic rose in her and she remembered—all of it; the out-and-out kidnapping, the abduction, the being tied up and fondled, and then…
	Kolly Myers braced against the back wall of the closet in a fright.
	“It’s okay,” cooed-soothed Susan, “he’s gone, for now.”
	“He’s coming back, though,” said Shaun coming up and settling aside her.  “And he’ll be pissed if we don’t do what he told us to do before locking us in here.”
	Kolly gulped and struggled to remember what was said.  It was all a blur.  
	“We all have to—do stuff.” Shaun said.
	“The boys have to suck each other, and we have to suck them--”
	“I’m not sucking anybody!” almost shouted Kolly.
	There was a pause, then, “If you don’t, he’ll beat us.”
	Shaun’s words were allowed to sink in and slowly Kolly’s blurred mind recalled the horrible affair taken place just beyond the doors—she had watched the man remove his clothes before her, masturbate blatantly before her and then…
	Kolly gulped and sat with her mouth open, pretty eyes of blue staring to the closet door.  The nude man had forced himself into her mouth, forced her to suck his penis.
	The ass beating.  She remembered the ass beating.
	And the rape.
	And the rape to her ass.
	And the ass beating thereafter.
	And then there were some boys who got on top of her and raped her, but she didn’t think they did so willingly and that they were forced to act.  She had to suck on one boy—his penis and testicles while another boy drilled her.
	Then there was something about being in a shower stall, showering herself and then being with some boys—two boys.  They soaped her all up and she had to soap them up.  Then,
	Back on the bed where the man raped her again, lifted her legs up and the boys held them so as the man could get at her poop chute.  He wasn’t gentle and it hurt so bad.  Then she was spanked again, with the man’s belt.
	It was a blur afterwards what happened, she didn’t recall what was said that the girl to her right was saying that was said.  She stared at the girl, then looked to the boys.  One of the boys stood and turned on a light.

	The boy was nude.
	So was the other one.
	To her right, the girl who had spoken firstly was also nude.
	Kolly looked down and discovered that SHE was nude!
	“See that?” the blond haired boy said pointing to something up high in a corner of the closet.  Kolly looked and saw a red light dot.  She nodded to indicate that she indeed “saw it.”
	“It records what we do in here.” Said Davy.
	“Yeah,” continued Shaun, “and if we don’t do what that man said,”
	“He’ll beat the crud out of us!” blurted in Davy sitting up on his knees and rubbing his butt.
	“He’ll do it, too.” Susan said, “to all of us.”
	“W-what do we have to do?” asked Kolly nervously.
	“Well,” breathed Susan, “the boys have to suck each other.” Davy nodded and Shaun who was already standing, turned to face his friend; his pud was only partially stiff.  Davy cupped the hairless nads and began working the half erect pud with his other fingers before putting his lips about the mushroom head.
	“Oh my God!” blurted Kolly.
	“They have to suck and then do each other up the butt.”
	Kolly’s eyes bulged, at Susan’s statement and the boy called Davy’s gobbling the boy called Shaun.
	“Then, the boys have to suck us.”
	Kolly turned to Susan, “No friggin way!”
	“Yes way.”
	Kolly turned back to the cocksucking Davy.  Shuan stood with his hands to his hips, rocking back and forth into the dark haired boy’s mouth.  She watched for a moment or two; then turned back to Susan who had a stop watch for some reason.  “What else?”

What else
	Kolly lay on her backside staring up into the racked clothes; her young pre-teen body invigorated strangely as the boy, Shaun, tongued her quim.  Davy dined on Susan’s snatch.  Susan would have preferred Shaun, but it was just the way it worked out.
	Davy was okay, though; he lapped more than “licked.”  Occasionally he found a spot on Susan’s snatch that sent shivers thru her.  Checking the stop watch, “Fifteen seconds!”
	The boys made some sort of noise and continued noshing…

	Occasionally Shaun would glance over to Davy as Davy fucked Susan.  The new girl, Kolly, continued staring up into the rack of clothes above her.  The minutes ticked by and by with no one saying word one.  Kolly wept now and then during the allotted five minutes, but the sex act done unto her by Shaun was far better than the rape done to her by the kidnapper.  Shaun did note Susan’s hands on Davy’s ass.  It didn’t bother him, but…
	“Time!” called out Susan.
	Davy did a quick thrust as he was experiencing the joys of orgasm.
	Shaun did, too.  He closed his eyes and gently as possible fucked the new girl, trying not to hurt her but enjoy the deed just the same.  He couldn’t tell from Kolly how she was—whether she was enjoying being boffed or what just wasn’t clear—her young face was kinda blank.
	Shaun got his nut anyways.
	Davy sat back and Susan scooted to a sitting position.
	A few precious moments were spent to themselves, mostly allowing the boys time to have their schlongs rest and recover.  Kolly locked her arms about her knees, like Susan—and watched in incredulous awe as the boys sodomized one another…

*
	
Naughty is as Naughty Does…
	The kids’ tormentor returned, empty handed, too.  Once in the bedroom he opened the closet and everyone filed out.
	“You do what I said?” he asked.
	The kids nodded that they had.  Kolly stood extremely nervous, hands to her side but she really wanted to “hide” herself.
	“Who’s gotta potty?”
	They all did.  So into the bathroom they all went, the boys went first with Davy having to “poop”.  While he did so, Shaun stood before him and pissed onto Davy’s body.  
	“Suck it.” The clothed man said to Davy.  Davy gulped, closed his eyes and hesitated a couple of seconds.  Then he grunted and began to poo.  Leaning forward he took Shaun’s schlong and swallowed it whole.
	“Rub his ass.” the man continued.  
	Davy complied.  Kolly placed her hands behind her, pressing her lovely nude preteen body against the bathroom wall.  She was much better than she had been hours earlier, less emotional.  Just frightened and so was all.

	After Davy had done his duty, Shaun stepped back.  Davy leaned far forward and the clothed man wiped his butt hole clean.  The paused a moment before standing completely up, waiting to see if he had to suck the clothed man.
	But he didn’t, the man remained clothed and gently guided the boy up and off the toilet.  He looked to the girls and Susan moved firstly to take her turn.  She pooped and peed, farted, and stunk up the place.  She was greatly embarrassed—but relieved; she had been holding it for a long time.
	The man wiped her clean and then looked to the remaining member.
	Kolly had to go, but her feet wouldn’t move—not until the glaring stare from the clothed man put the fear to her and she scooted from the wall to the toilet where she pissed a river and crapped, too.  Kolly kept her eyes level and mostly to the floor with an occasional glance to the nude boys and the girl, Susan.  She searched for any sign of trouble.  There was none. 
	“Done?” asked the man standing right beside her.
	Kolly gulped.  She knew what was coming up next.  She clenched her lips and nodded.  Leaning over Kolly was wiped cleaned.  It was a simple clean job.  Kolly sighed as the man washed his hands.  After drying them, 
	“Kitchen.”
	The gang moved to the kitchen where it was macaroni & cheese with other suitable kid friendly fixings and milk.  The man remained clothed during the whole time.  A radio was turned on playing classic oldies rock with some songs on the comedic/humorous side.  It helped lighten up the kids and dinner went well.
	After dinner—living room.
	Video games for the boys, the girls occupied the man’s lap—who was still strangely clothed!  The man, though, DID fondle the girls—caressed their bodies…
	And at length Shaun turned to look to the strange clothed man, “I gotta pee.” to wit the man nodded, “Ok.” and continued his caressing of Susan and Kolly.  Shaun was a little uncertain, but slowly got up and made his way to the master bathroom—there was a hall bathroom, as well.
	Davy continued playing the video game until Shaun returned.
	“Why don’t you guys switch out, let the girls have a turn.”
	The boys reset the video game and stood up by the clothed man while the girls took seat on the floor before the 27-inch television.  The boys then sat on the man’s lap and were fondled/caressed for an hour.  Thereafter the gang retired to the bedroom.
	Once reassembled in the bedroom the gang all expected the same-oh same-oh; on the bed, be fucked all kinds of ways, some spanking, a shower, then in the closet.
	But no, not yet.
	The kids were sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, before them against the wall was a large simple entertainment cabinet.  The doors were opened to reveal another large television.  The still clothed man turned on the set and then selected from a large inventory of DVDs and Videos a DVD and put it into the television CD tray.  The screen flickered to life to reveal kids.  Young kids.  Young NAKED kids!  They didn’t seem to be in the bedroom the kids (Shaun/Susan/Kolly/Davy) were in.  the kids were all running amok playing some version of “tag”; there was kids’ music playing and despite the kids being nude, they seemed to be happy.
	A few minutes of the “tag” game and then there was a segue where there was a different room setting.  Same kids, still naked, but the young girls were “posing.”  There was a large bed with a simple white sheet set on it.  A nightstand and a small no-mirror dresser.  No windows or doors were seen.  The wee lasses pranced about with some pausing to “bend over” and spread their cheeks, exposing the pooter holes as well as their young slits.
	Some of the young girls laid out on the bed, opening their legs wide, legs up in the air—more exposure of their young slits.  The girls also got on their hands and knees, on the floor and bed, legs spread wide fully exposing their naughty bits.
	Another segue that WAS of the bedroom the kids watching were in.  more young girls.  Young and naked and being spanked.  Hard.  Whether or not it was the kids’ kidnapper or not was not clear as the man on the television wore a full black head mask.  The girls were wrenched into place, pinned, and spanked HARD.  When their young asses were searing red they were pushed off the bed and another girl was spanked.
	A girl no more then eleven sucked off on a HUGE cock in her mouth, cum was dripping out of the corners of her mouth.  She had small breasts and the man who she was sucked fondled them.  Only a “waist” shot there was, the girl sucked the cock fully off with gobs of the cream spewing into her mouth and onto her face, chest, everywhere.
	Then it was back to the young kids playing chasing games as well as performing sex acts on one another—the girls sucking on the boys, the boys licking the girls between their legs and butt cheeks.
	That was followed up by a naughty cartoon, it was humorous and the kids giggled.  They were awed and dumbfounded by what they saw.  They watched various programming for over an hour, then…

	With the patting of the bed, the kids got up off of the floor and crawled onto the bed.  The tv having been turned off and closed up it was time to move on to something else.
	Shaun and Davy sat outside of Susan and Kolly, waiting.  The clothed man stood and began undressing.  Once nude he stood with his clothes at his ankles masturbating slowly.  His coal dark eyes went over the kids one by one.  Then the eyes settled on Shaun.  Without a word (it was conveyed) the boy got the message and slid off the bed, approached the now nude man, paused a moment, then went to his knees.  The now nude man waggled his enormous cock, pulled it tight and Shaun pressed his lips to it.
 	All the way down the young boy went, gagging only once.
	“Thatta a boy!” cheered the nude man, he pulled out and humped onto the boy’s face before making oral entry again.  Shaun cupped the man’s balls, wrapping his fingers about the base of the massive dick and squeezing tight.
	“Has he been going for five minutes?” the man asked up to the kids on the bed.
	‘Oh shit.’ blurted Susan to herself, “I-I didn’t know you wanted it timed.”
	“I don’t, just an estimation.” then, “Do you think he’s been sucking me for five minutes?”
	Davy shrugged, Kolly had no idea, Susan wasn’t sure but she nodded just the same.
	The nude man pulled out of Shaun’s mouth.  “Back on the bed.” the boy was told.  Shaun obediently complied and the nude man stepped out of his clothes and up to the bed.  “Lay down.”
	Shaun did that, too.
	“Hold his legs back.” the man said speaking to no one in particular.
	Susan moved to hold Shaun’s right leg, Kolly semi-nervously held the left leg.  The girls stared at Shaun’s schlong, his bare balls and then the nude man’s massive cock.  None of them could believe penetration of where it was aimed was possible—although it had gone there a few times before.  
	Kolly pursed her lips and watched as the man’s cock began pushing into Shaun’s body.  Susan held Shaun’s hand on the sly, watching his eyes as they bulged as the massive cock made its way in.
	When just the head had made the entry way, the man pulled out and removed from the nightstand a tube of lube.  His cock was lubricated with the cock grease as well as a dab to the boy’s poop chute rim.  Then, the man made another anal attempt and was successful.

	Susan knew, as did Shaun and even Davy, that the pivotal moment was coming—this indicated by the man’s stepped up pumping into Shaun’s shitter.  The boy’s body jiggled as he was hammered, his mouth quivered and there was even a bit of leakage from his semi hard cock!
	“Suck him.” The nude pumping man said.
	“Which one of us?” nervously asked Susan.
	“I don’t care, one of you suck him and be quick about it!”
	Susan made the move—at the same time Kolly began to lean down.  The girls noting the other was moving stopped and sat back.  This annoyed the nude butt fucking man,
	“Fine, suck his cock,” the man said directing his statement to Susan,
	“And you,” looking to Kolly, “suck his balls.”
	The girls complied, Davy sat cockeyed behind them playing with his pud.  Shaun groaned and held his legs back himself.  As soon as Susan got to sucking on his cock he felt close to cumming off.
	The nude man pulled out quickly and blast a hot sticky load onto Kolly’s face.  When she instinctively tried to rear back her head was held firm in place sucking on Shaun’s balls while her face, too, was anointed and anointed well with his jizum.
	Then as the massive fuck stick spewed out the last bits of cream the cock was stuffed into the girl’s mouth.  The nude man nodded to Davy and it was conveyed to him to “mount” the cocksucking girl.  Kolly grew a little panicky as she was taken from behind and her mouth was filled to capacity with cock.
	Kolly grew even more panicky as the cock in her mouth exploded into a furious rage and she sputtered as gobs and gobs of hot goo filled her mouth, squirted out her mouth and made her very ill.
	Thankfully, the nude man pulled out and seemed to be “done.”
	Davy wasn’t, though.  He pumped for several minutes until he got his nut(s) off in a very dramatic fashion.  He liked it!  A lot!  He pumped furiously until there was no more and his pud limped out on him.  For a moment or two he forgot himself and enjoyed the duty of doinking—he clung to Kolly’s ass/hips and marveled at his young spunk oozing out of her bung hole.
	“Lick it clean.” 
	Davy’s exuberance was quickly nipped as the man’s words filled the young lad with disgust—although he did not overly show that outwardly.  
	‘Lick it clean.’ looking at Kolly’s dirty chute oozing his spew instantly made Davy ill.

	“I’ll give you a choice,” said the man, “lick her hole clean, suck my cock clean, or take an ass beating.”
	Davy gulped.  Kolly clenched and continued oozing out cum.
	Susan had sat up and methodically fingered her cunny, her nipples were hard and her face was stoic.  Shaun lay with some agony, the need to masturbate or get “off”.  
	Davy sat fondling his own cock; he was perplexed to say the least—if not frightened to say more.  Suck the man’s cock, lick Kolly’s cummy asshole, or take an ass beating.  Some choice!  The man’s cock had been up Shaun’s asshole and it was coated in funk matter and cum.  Kolly’s asshole was…gross.
	The ass beating?
	Davy caressed his ass and quickly recalled the last beating to his ass he had gotten.  He didn’t like it.  But did he like it more or less than the other options?  Tough choice.
	Looking to Kolly cum gushing asshole, Davy shook his head.  ‘No way.’  He still rubbed his butt—the pain inflicted to his ass that first time still remained with him—he felt that another would be worse.  He shook his head, again.  
	Then, sighing and looking to the man’s cock and the man’s face.  Twisting his lips and shrugging he conveyed to the nude man that Option Two was the decision.
	The nude man tapped Shaun on his butt cheek, “Move.” Shaun did so, rolling to his side and sitting up beside Susan.  Davy closed his eyes and leaned down…

**

Dirty deeds done dirtier
	“You know the one good thing about all this?”
	“What?”
	“I’m missing math!”
	Even though it was dark (in the closet) Shaun knew he had made Susan smile.  She bumped against him and they held hands.  They were quiet for a moment or two.
	“Do you think he’ll let us go?”
	Shaun shrugged, “I dunno, he’s—he’s kinda strange.”
	Susan made no reply and placed her head on Shaun’s shoulder, snuggling.  Shaun cuddled to Susan and waited…

	Davy sat with his shoulder to Kolly.  The two sat at the opposite end of the darkened closet.  No one was really sleepy, there thoughts were to themselves.  They waited.  Davy had mixed feelings—he was confused; he was pissed; he was sickened.  He didn’t know what the feel or how to feel it.  He was pissed.  
	Kolly sat with her arms locked about her knees.  She heard noises, sounds, coming from the other end of the walk-in closet.  She waited a moment she nudged Davy, “I hear something.” she whispered.
	“It’s Shaun and Susan.”
	“What are they doing, escaping?”
	“Screwing.”
	Kolly placed her chin on her knees and waited.

	She didn’t look to be more than six years.  She was cute, frightened but not out of control.  It was then Shaun noticed something in the man’s hand.  As soon as it was placed on the nightstand he knew instantly what it was device—a minding device!
	“So THAT’S how he’s done it!” he whispered.  The kidnapping of himself and the others was done by the EMAD; but from what Shaun understood, the EMAD devices controlled the mind of the Subject/Victim.  Apparently, though, the Kidnapper only used the Device to kidnap.  He didn’t seem to use it for mind control—not on those in the closet anyways.
	The newest Subject was a straight haired blond, chubby cheeks, bright blue eyes, and calm—she was calm.  She watched the man as he undressed and stood blatantly before her with a rail on, stroking right before her face.  There WAS some emotion, bulging eyes and facial expression of awe—but she wasn’t screaming, crying, or carrying on in any manner of horror or disgust.
	The kids in the closet knew that the sex thing the man done unto them was one thing—but doing those things to the little girl who was barely six was something else.
	But each member of the closet also knew that if they made trouble—trouble they’d get.  None of them wanted to be beaten or horrendously fucked in the ass.  
	The little girl was dressed—but not for long.  Firstly, though, the nude man with the 7-inch cock got the girl to “handle” it; she stroked the massive beef shank, cupped and fondled the man’s balls, tugged the massive meat up and down and then was coaxed into kissing the head of the pulsing prong before sucking on it.

	The head of the man’s dick filled the little girl’s mouth; he pulled out now and then and humped on the child’s face before gently pushing the girl down on the bed, laying her out.  He removed her shoes and socks and traveled his hands slowly up the girl’s legs.  She wore simple kiddie non-tight typical jeans.  As the man tugged them easily down,
	“You don’t think he’ll make us--”
	“Mess with her?”
	Davy nodded.  Messing with Kolly and Susan was one thing…
	Shaun shrugged, “Don’t know, dude.” then, “probably.”
	The man had the little girl’s pants off, he then removed her powder blue tee-shirt with a big yellow duckie emblazoned on the front.  The man’s massive cock humped against the child’s legs as he undressed her and then began caressing her chest and sides.  She still had her panties on in place, a pair of simple yellow undies with blue flowers.
	Shaun on his knees with nose right at the slats of the closet peering out stared in awe with mild disgust.  Beside him, Susan, reached out and found that her beau had a boner.  She said nothing but held the smallish member, squeezing and not overly interested in the goings on on the man’s bed.
	Upon seeing the horror on the bed a disgusted and alarmed Kolly returned to her darkened corner, wrapped her legs about her knees and waited.
	On the bed, the man had gone to his knees and placed his head between the small child’s legs.  Shaun, Susan, and Davy watched as the man apparently tugged the girl’s panties at the crotch and pulled them down and off.  He then parted the girl’s legs and began licking her cunny.
	The man seemed to be having a good time, he licked and licked; sucked and sucked.  Occasionally he put a hand down to his johnson and whacked himself.
	“Five minutes!” whispered Davy.
	Shaun and Susan had a hard time curtailing the giggles and nearly choked while doing so.  They were sure for certain that they had been heard.  The man, though, continued his cunt licking of the six year old—then moved up her body.
	Cum dripped from the man’s cock, the man latched onto the child’s nipples before putting his mouth over the little girl’s mouth.  He then came all the way onto the bed and lay on his side, pulling the naked child onto her side against him.  With a hand to her butt he pulled a cheek—Shaun knew it was for the gang in the closet, for their viewing pleasure.
	Susan bowed her head and she had had enough; she moved back to her place in the closet and did like Susan.  Shaun and Davy remained at the door, though—mesmerized or something.  Both had boners and had their eyes locked onto the bed scene.
	The man had repositioned himself and the little girl, the child lay on the nude man; the man had a grip on her hips pushing her up and down his massive shaft.  The man kept the girl’s butt cheeks open, revealing her pert little bung hole for the boys in the closet.  
	Davy worked Shaun’s prong, Shaun worked Davy’s…

	The boys stared at one another—directly into the other’s eyes as they pounded themselves into the little girl, Kathy Lee.  Davy had the girl from behind while Shaun humped into her mouth.  The nude man sat on his knees on the bed with them masturbating.
	“Can you cum?” the nude man asked.
	Shaun shrugged, “I-I think I’m out.”
	Davy nodded, “Me, too.”
	The man nodded and the boys pulled out of Kathy.  They stroked themselves as their puds ached.  Shaun thought he saw someone at the closet door.  Wasn’t sure, but figured it was Susan if anyone.  He figured, too, she wasn’t too keen on him doing the little girl—he wasn’t himself actually but it wasn’t like he had a choice.
	The boys had already licked the little girl’s cunny, sucking and driving their tongues into the child’s crevice.  That alone was enough to get them off, but—they were “empty.”
	The man began looking up and down Shaun’s nude body.  Shaun got nervous and slowly stopped pleasing himself.  It was difficult to read the man, he always seemed serious with no facial expression to give an indication to his mood.  Shaun gulped.  
	A subtle head nod put Shaun to moving towards the nude man.  The man began caressing and tugging on Shaun’s schlong, caressing his ass and looking him up and down.  The boy’s balls were fondled and tugged on, too.
	Five minutes or so was spent with the nude man fondling all over Shaun’s nude body.  Little Kathy had curled up into a fetal position and had begun sucking on her thumb.  It was Davy’s turn to be fondled and caressed—before he was turned about and reamed in the ass.
	“Get under him.” the man said to Shaun.

	Shaun did so and was smacked on the butt—but not hard.  He was directed into the 69er position.  His ass went right up against Kathy’s legs, she drew them in tighter and even moved up towards the headboard to be out of the way.  
	Davy moaned and breathed hard, held his breath, and made facial expressions of discomforting pain as his bung hole was penetrated.  Under him, friend Shaun latched onto his balls.  Shaun, too, suckled on the nude man’s balls; the man placed Shaun’s hands onto Davy’s ass as well as to his own ass.  Kathy closed her eyes and continued sucking on her thumb.  Shaun saw little fingers at the slats at the closet door…

	There were no sounds in the bedroom, only the hum of the air conditioner and the melodic slapping of the nude man’s balls against David Paulton’s ass.  The ten year old boy endured, somehow.  His asshole was steaming and had gone way beyond that of which the boy could comprehend.  
	Just about ALL of the seven inches of cock meat was slamming into Davy’s asshole and at length the man finally unloaded.  A huge torrent of hot spunk spewed into Davy’s hole.  The man made a very audible sound as he came; Davy clenched the bedding and felt close to passing out.
	The man made more noises as he pulled out of Davy’s puckered rim.  Young Davy trembled and shook all over and felt like he had the “runs”.  But it wasn’t poo that had liquefied in his anal tract, it was a river of cum.
	The man’s cock was coated in cum, anal juices, fecal matter (shit) and blood.  The man’s balls were cummy and sweaty.  Underneath Davy lay a stunned Shaun who was awed at Davy’s rectum—it was HUGE.  Slowly, though, it was closing back to normal.
	“Lick him clean.” spoke the man.
	“Oh shit…” blurted Shaun.  His stomach turned and he felt very sickened.
	“Lick his hole clean, his balls—or suck me!”
	That made young Shaun even more ill.
	“Or take an ass beating.”

	Laying prone on his stomach he seriously contemplated escape.  The man was insane.  Pure and simple.  Some of what went on was sort of ok, getting to screw Susan and Kolly was okay; he was a little squeamish about sucking Davy’s cock, licking his butt hole, and fucking the friend in the ass—as well as having those things done unto him—unless it was done by Susan or Kolly!  Of course!

	Lick a cummy asshole or suck a cummy funky cock was something young Shaun just couldn’t do.  The ass beating option was something that he thought he could handle.
	Susan caressed Shaun’s searing bum, she said nothing and let her beau cry into the pile of clothes.  Davy had gotten himself an ass beating, too—a “just because” beating for no reason.  After Shaun’s ass was near bleeding, the boy was tossed off onto the floor to cringe.  Davy was already crying, the nude man had grabbed him and roughed him up, pinned him onto the bed and with his bare hand smacked him severely.  Thereafter the boys were put back into the closet, along with the little girl, Kathy.

	The pain in the boys’ ass remained for some hours.  Shaun had gone to sleep and Susan remained beside him.  Davy awoke firstly with the severe need to potty.  Kolly had to go, too.  The newest member already did.
	Davy gulped when he found the wet on the pile of clothes; he knew that the man would be pissed—relatively speaking.  He would probably beat the girl to death, or worse—beat him and Shaun again.  Davy agreed with Shaun, they had to escape.

Dirty deeds done dirt-dirtier
	Time was meaningless.  In the closet time meant nothing.  When the kids were awake they sat in silence.  The sting to the boys’ ass had diminished, some.  Shaun couldn’t rightly determine if taking the ass beating was better than licking a cum-funky-bloody asshole or cock.  If it weren’t for the ass beating or being fucked up the ass by the man, then the other stuff was actually ok—even the sucking and fucking of his friend, Davy.
	“How long has he been gone?” asked Shaun.
	Susan shrugged, “I don’t know, I kinda fell asleep, too.”
	Shaun sighed.  He didn’t know if he hated the man or what. But he knew that he could do without the ass beating or the licking dirty holes and cocks.  He had to find a way to get out, to get help.  Something.
	“Watch the door.” he said.
	“What are you doing?” asked Susan.
	“I don’t know, yet—looking for something that might help us.”
	“DON’T!” almost shouted Kolly, “He’ll kill us!”
	Shaun paid her no mind and as she got up to stop Shaun from turning on the light, Davy wrapped his arms about her and pulled her back.  
	“Chill out, babe, he’s right, we cant stay here.”
	Kolly wasn’t comforted by his words, though, she curled up tight in a dark corner of the closet and began weeping.

	Clothes.  Lots and lots of clothes, all on hangers.  Suits, jackets, Summer and Winter clothes; slacks, too.  In the corner by Kolly was a vertical stand dresser thing with cubby hole boxes.  Shaun found rolled belts, shoes of several types, folded jeans, and video equipment.  
	He knew that somehow those items he could use to his advantage.
	“He’s coming!” shouted Susan suddenly.  Shaun tripped over the piled clothes on the floor of the narrow closet in his attempt to grab the chain that switched the single bulb light on.  He very nearly crashed onto the newest member.  Shaun went down and smacked his elbow to the wall and his knee to the floor.  Kolly was the one who leaped up and switched off the light.  The kids then all assembled to their places and waited.
	The man came into the bedroom and didn’t even give a glance to the closet.  He was clothed in green wool slacks with matching blazer.  A tee-shirt that was some sort of green color.  Tossing some keys on the nightstand the man slipped off the blazer, kicked off the shoes and made way to the bathroom.
	Then he showered.
	The kids in the closet waited.  Everyone of them, ‘cept the newbie, Kathy, had to go potty.  Badly.  The man finished his shower and returned to the bedroom where he slipped back into his clothes and left the room.  Shaun and Susan looked to one another.
	“Whaddya make of that?” Shaun asked.
	Susan just shrugged and made a “I dunno” face.
	A door was heard to slam and the kids were alone for some time thereafter.

	Two-three-maybe four hours elapsed before the man returned.  And he was not alone.  The kids in the closet could hear voices and made out that one of the voices was female, a woman.  She laughed and giggled now and then, a radio was turned on and the voices of the woman and the man were nullified.
	The kids waited.
	And waited.
	And then waited some more.
	Then the man came into the bedroom and used the bathroom.  When he came out there was a woman who appeared at the open bedroom.  She held a wine glass in her hand; she reeked of heavy perfume and was possibly in her late 20s or so.  Light brown hair styled up as if she were out on a date.  Brown slacks, burgundy top, sizeable titties but Shaun didn’t understand “size” or measurements.
	The woman whispered something like “mind if I use your bathroom?” she was drunk.  She wavered as she stood, giggled, and rolled her tongue along her lips.
	“She’s no help.” Whispered Susan to Shaun.  Shaun agreed.
	The drunk woman teetered, sloshed her drink and made goofy giggles and mannerisms.  She then somewhat staggered to the bathroom—and didn’t bother shutting the door.  The man the kids learned had a name, though, “Dusty.” 
	The woman “Sharon” pulled her brown slacks down to her ankles, simple white French-cut panties, too.  She learned forward and made a face—and farted.  She could be heard peeing and she sang a song that made no sense as she did so.
	Dusty tossed the contents of the wine Sharon had into the potted plant by the door.  In the bathroom, the singing woman wiped herself, didn’t flush, stood up and staggered.
	“Whew!” she exclaimed.  “That’s good stuff!” it was guessed that she referred to the wine, or the fact of a good piss—one or the other.  She smiled and stumbled out into the bedroom.  Dusty grabbed her and gently laid her onto his bed.  The woman rolled some, sung some, and then passed out.
	Dusty stripped off his clothes.
	He then began removing Sharon’s clothes.  He started with her brown pumps, then moved up her legs with his hands.  When at her crotch he fondled her before undoing the brass belt coupling and undoing the slacks totally.  
	Sharon moaned and rolled her body side to side, giggled loudly and farted.  She then lay still with resounding loud sigh of ultimate contentment.  Dusty continued, slowly sliding the drunk woman’s slacks off.  The garment was dropped off onto the floor and then her blouse was removed followed by her bra.  Before removing her panties, though, the nude man Dusty stood and came towards the closet.  The kids backed up.  The nude man, though, did something else, what was not known as he was out of view.  He then crossed the closet door and did something else out of view to the right.
	Then, from another closet the man pulled out a camera.  One of those used in making commercials or documentaries.  It was set up on a stand and had wires going left and right.  A light that was bright came on from the left.  There was a flip-out LCD viewer the kids could see, it focused on the woman on the bed.

	The man fiddled with the camera and then moved to the bed where he got on it and up to Sharon’s face.  His massive cock inched into her mouth.  With a hand to the back of her head he brought her back and forth along his shaft.  He squeezed her breasts, tweaking her nipples, massaging the breasts and apparently enjoying himself.  
	His cock flopped out and he humped the unconscious woman’s face.  A few minutes of this and he began sliding down the woman’s panties; raising her legs he sort of seemingly gave the kids in the closet a “beaver shot.”  He then straddled the woman’s face and went down to her beaver, licking and sucking his fill for several minutes.
	Minutes later and the man turned himself about and slowly sank just about all of his manhood into the woman’s gash.  The kids in the closet were awed.  She never moved or made a sound.  Dusty entered her cunny with maybe half an inch to spare.  He pumped SLOWLY for some moments before pulling out and laying his cock onto the gash and humping—all the while he suckled on the woman’s breasts.
	Minutes passed before he made a second cunny plunge with more umph, humping with a little speed.  The boys and girls in the closet were fascinated by the act—the man’s ass, his balls slapping, his cock fully slamming into the woman’s cunt—they could see the act taking place on the bed from viewing it both by their own eyes as well as the video camera.
	When Dusty began to cum, he let one massive load squirt into the woman’s cunt, then pulled out and emptied the rest onto the furry snatch (money shot!)  his cock remained strong and after just a few minutes Sharon’s legs were pushed back and her asshole was fucked.
	When that deed was done, in five minutes (Susan clocked him) the man once more shot only one wad jut into the hole, the rest was emptied onto her ass cheeks and cunt.  It was kinda gross and disgusting; gobs and gobs of spunk spewed onto the woman well fucked hole.  The man made some pleasing noises before virtually collapsing onto Sharon’s body.  He lay still for a long time.  Sharon never stirred.

	The kids backed up to the back wall of the closet,
	“Come on out.” The man, Dusty, said.
	One by one the boys and girls crawled out and stood.
	“Who’s gotta--”
	“I do!  I do!” cried out Davy.
	Dusty looked to the others who nodded their head.
	“You go last.” he told Davy, he indicated to the others to go do what they needed to do.  Davy stood ansy, prancing as he was already peeing on himself and desperately needed to crap.
	Susan was first on the toilet, Davy made noises—one hand holding his dick while the other tried to clench his cheeks together.  as if that would help!
	Meanwhile, little Kathy was scooped up and held, her legs parted and her cunny finger.
	“Did she pee?” he asked the group.
	Susan nodded.
	The kids waited—for the spanking.  Someone they thought for sure was going to get whooped.  
	“Hurry up, Turd!” bitched Davy crossing his legs and in extreme duress.  
	“Shut up, Douche!” bitched back Shaun.  He squeezed his cheeks and unloaded his bowels.
	“I gotta fucking go!” shouted Davy.
	The nude man with cum dripping from his cock took Davy by a shoulder and guided him to the hall bathroom.  As Davy crapped a load of crap, his mouth was filled with a load of cock.  Davy gagged and choked as the massive funky cock meat filled his mouth.  He began to cry and could hardly breath as the massive pecker began working into his throat.
	Meanwhile, in the bathroom—Shaun was done.  Kolly took her turn and Shaun risked his very life scanning the room.  He could hear his friend carrying on in the hall bathroom—he had time.  A little time.  
	“What are you doing!?” almost shouted out Susan.  Shaun admonished her with a daring glare—then he himself dared life and an ass beating darting out into the bedroom.  To the nightstand was his destination; there were car keys, some paperclips, and a fingernail clipper.  Shaun didn’t have time to rummage thru the nightstand drawer, he grabbed the items and tossed them quickly into the closet, then returned to a very panicky Susan.
	The hall bathroom toilet was heard to flush—and then the sounds of spanking soon followed.  “Oh crud.” sighed Shaun.
	“We gotta get outta here.” breathed Susan beside him.  They held hands and waited.
	Moments later and a sniveling Davy was escorted back into the bedroom.  His bum was as red as a vine ripe tomato.  The man moved to the bed, nodded to Shaun and Shaun ambled to the bed.
	“Fuck her.”

	Shaun gulped and looked to the woman’s cunt.  She was a woman, not really bad looking, and had a naked pussy for him to gawk at.  She was unconscious and fuckable, but Shaun wasn’t in the mood.  
	“To old for ya, huh?” quipped Dusty.
	Shaun didn’t know what he meant or referred to so he shrugged.
	“Get on top of her, rub yer dick again’ her.”
	It was noticed that the man seemed different, his speech for one, he sounded like Shaun’s Uncle Paul who lived in Ireland and came to visit now and then.
	Shaun complied, though, crawling up onto the woman and dragging his not hard cock against her.  He humped, but his dick wouldn’t get hard enough to go “in” her.
	Dusty caressed the boy’s ass all the while.  Slowly Shaun humped and then was joined by the others.  Susan came to sit on the bed at the woman’s shoulders, opening her legs and diddling herself.  Shaun watched and lusted and got hard.  Once hard he ventured into Sharon’s cunny and fucked.
	How long he fucked he didn’t know, five minutes, seven, ten—but the stirrings of an orgasm came and he did.  It wasn’t as good as being in Susan or Kolly, but a fuck was a fuck was a fuck.
	Then it was Davy’s turn.  The boy’s ass was still reddened by the beating he had gotten in the bathroom.  His little dinky was no way hard, despite Kolly masturbating right before him.
	“Suck him hard.” Dusty said to Shaun.  Shaun hated sucking cock, but he didn’t hesitate and went down on his friend anyways.  Dusty eased off the bed, stroked his organ and watched the proceedings.  He patted Kathy’s ass as she lay on her stomach at the foot of the bed; then, moving around the bed he picked up his belt from the floor…
	“No!” begged Shaun, “Please!” he had stopped sucking off his friend to plead for mercy.  But there was none, 
	“Keep sucking him or I’ll rip the hide offa you!” the nude man said and he brought the thin leather dress belt down onto Shaun’s ass.  The sting caused Shaun’s eyes to bug out dramatically and he cried out just as dramatically.  Another swat jolted the kids on the bed with Kathy scrambling off and dashing back into the closet.  Susan then tempted fate herself with charging the nude man, trying to grab the belt and his arm holding the belt.
	Dusty was caught off guard (temporarily) but recovered.  He was pissed and through the young girl to the floor where her breath was virtually taken out of her as she had landed on her backside.  Shaun and Davy charged the nude man with Kolly diving into the closet herself, hiding under the clothes.

	The nude man smacked Shaun upside the head as his ear was bitten by the rampaging boy, the three toppled to the floor very nearly crushing the still stricken Susan.  Davy wrapped his arms about the man’s neck/throat, mostly just trying to break him free of the lock the nude man had on Shaun.
	Shaun back kicked, slamming his bare foot into the man’s naked dangling balls.  That helped.  He sputtered and coughed, gagged and rolled to the floor with tears flowing, hands holding his aching balls.
	The boys helped Susan up and backed up.  ‘now what.’
	The man got on his hands and knees.  Shaun lashed out with his foot, attempting to kick the man in the face.  Dusty grabbed the boy’s foot and turned him over in mid air, slamming him to the floor.  When Dusty made a sudden dash to break in,
	“I’ll break his Goddamn foot you take another fucking step!”
	Shaun lay in agonizing torment on the floor, his leg behind him twisted to the max.
	“Get in the fucking closet!” He bitched to Susan.  Susan nodded and scurried into the closet, quickly.  There was lots of crying and generalized carrying on from all of them.  Shaun was wrenched over like an alligator does with his prey.
	“I oughta break yer fucking pussy legs, boy,” bitched horribly the nude man, “but,” he took a breath and seemed to summon courage, “I understand why you did it.” then, with a horrific resounding smack to the boy’s ass, “don’t you fucking dare do it again.” then leaning down onto the boy, “you piss me off again like that and I’ll fucking kill you and dump your sorry hide in the dumpster!”
	“Got it!?”
	Traumatized Shaun nodded, his bones were at the breaking point as they were, his whole body in facts.  “Git your sorry fucking hide in that closet and don’t you fucking move until I fucking tell ya!” and he gave Shaun a swift hard kick to the ass as he went slithering by.
	In the closet Susan cuddled Shaun, holding him as he wept into her.
	“We have to get out of here…” he whispered.
	“We will.” returned Susan.  She held the boy to her and waited.

Deeds done dirtier than dirt
	What happened to the woman, Sharon, on the bed was unknown.  The kids “came around” and peeked out of their enclosure.  The room was fairly dark, darker than usual.  Shaun’s ass hurt, his leg where it had been twisted also still smarted, too.

	No one spoke, they sat staring out into the darkened bedroom.
	“I don’t think he’s there.” Susan said as she squinted hard.
	“Yeah, I don’t think he is.” Shaun concurred.
	“I wonder what time it is.” Kolly asked casually.
	“Two-thirty.” Susan answered.  She had found the stopwatch and it had a not only a timer but the time of day, too.
	“I’m hungry.” said Davy.
	The others were hungry, too, but didn’t say so.
	Shaun stood up and peered earnestly out into the room.  “He aint there.” he decided, and switched on the closet light.
	“Dude, are you crazy!?” almost shouted Davy.
	“He’s not home.” declared Shaun.
	Davy peered out into the bedroom in a slight panic.  Susan watched as Shaun stood, stretched, and then tried to find out what was on the top shelf.  It was several hands too high, though.  “Come here.” he told his friend.
	“You’re gonna get us killed!” wailed Davy.
	“Just come ‘ere, Turd.”
	Reluctantly Davy did so, getting onto his hands and knees so as his friend, Douche, could step onto his back.  “Keep a look out.” Shaun said as he stepped and began prowling the top shelf.
	“It’s clear.” ‘so far.’
	Shaun searched the top shelf, barely able to see; books, something of a suitcase, a regular camera, a big box and some small boxes, and books.  Lots of books.
	“What’s up there?” asked Susan.
	“A friggin’ library!” replied Shaun.
	The he saw two things of interest.  One was an air vent with cool air coming out.  The other was a machine that gave off a gentle hum as it was apparently in operation.  Following various wire lines and such Shaun’s eyes fell once more on the small object in the far corner.  He knew what it was and it froze him.  Like those “eyes” in the ceilings of the department stores, security video recorders.  
	“Oh shit.” Shaun didn’t understand the complexities of the machine but knew his ass was grass.  He had no idea how to turn the thing off or disable or anything.  Slowly he let himself down and sat on the pile of clothes to think.
	“What?” asked Davy straightening his back.
	“We’re fucked.” Shaun replied.

	Suddenly Shaun began wildly going thru the clothes.
	“What?” asked Davy.
	“What are you looking for?” asked Susan as she saw her beau was adamant about finding “something.”
	“That stuff I got, the fingernail clipper and paper clip.”
	Susan was both jazzed about it, as well as fearful.  What if the man, Dusty, caught them, or re-caught them.
	“If we can get out and get back to the nightstand, we can get his Device.”
	Susan looked out to the nightstand.  “He keeps it there?”
	“Yep, I saw him put it in a drawer.”
	“What can we do if we get it?” asked Kolly.
	“I dunno for sure,” replied Shaun, “but he damn sure cant use it against us.”
	Shaun came up with the fingernail clipper, just as noise from the outer room was heard and lights came on.
	“FUCK!” bitched aloud Shaun.  He put the clippers in the pocket of a heavy black wool jacket.  Kolly pulled the light chain and they all went to their places.
	The man came into the room, stretched and flopped onto his bed width wise.  He kicked off his shoes and then lay still.  The kids in the closet settled down and waited.
	At six-thirty the man flushed the toilet then came to the closet door.  He was clothed.  The kids woke up and he seemed different, his usuall non-pissed psychotic self.
	One by one the kids used the toilet.  Then they all took a shower together with Kathy sitting on the man’s lap while he sat on the toilet watching the kids in the shower.
	After the shower, the man put Kathy into the shower and then stripped naked himself.  He handed his clothes to Susan, “put these away, will you, hon.” the girl took the clothes and hung them up in the closet.  On the sly she found in his light puke green wool slacks a money clip.  It had a bunch of bills but it was the clip that was the most interesting—it had a fingernail file on one side and a knife on the other!
	Slyly she dropped the clip into another pocket of a jacket on the rack.  She had just turned around when Shaun was behind her.  He scared her as she thought he was Dusty.  Shaun handed her the man’s crappy green dress shoes.  
	“Jesus, don’t fucking do that!” she bitched.

	“What were you doing?”
	She shook her head, “Later.” they returned to the bathroom where Davy and Kolly were drying one another off.  In the shower Dusty had Kathy washing his cock and balls.

	With the shower done, the group made for the kitchen.  Shaun and Susan making taking more stock of their situation, scrutinizing the kitchen and living room, determining where exactly the doors and windows were.  Just a quick glance so as not to be noticed, then they sat down at the round kitchen table.  The nude man made waffles all around and there was apple juice to drink.
	After breakfast—into the living room for two hours of playing video games.  When one of the kids—actually all of them at one time or another during the 2 hours—had to go potty, they were surprisingly allowed to go on their own to the hall bathroom.
	At the end of the two hour play time the kids were ushered back into the bedroom.  It was playtime for the kidnapping-tormentor.  He guided Kolly to the bed, having her on her hands and knees; he then parted her cheeks and tongued her crack all the while on her knees on the floor young Susan sucked off on the man’s cock.  On the bed the boys double teamed the youngest member (so far); there was no penetration, but a lot of rubbing and humping with the boys and Kathy on their sides.
	When the nude man was hard enough and close to cumming off, he climbed up onto the bed and made anal entry into Kolly’s ass.  While he pumped Susan watched as cum shot out of Shaun’s cock, soiling terrifically Kathy’s young cunt.  The boy HAD managed, too, to get his ten year old dick into the six year old’s cunt.  Davy had poked Kathy’s pooter but hadn’t gone “in.”
	While he fucked Kolly the nude man nodded to Susan—conveying to her to suck the boys and clean off Kathy’s cunt.  Susan obeyed, it was better than the alternative.  Shaun turned to lay on his back, supporting himself on his elbows.  Susan went right to his pud, sucking and sucking.  The nude man caressed Susan’s ass, smacking it but not hard.
	After a few minutes (five?) she went to clean off the spunk on Kathy’s young cunt—the nude man stuffed her asshole with a finger and continued smacking her ass.  Shaun was still hard.
	The man finally came, shooting an immense load of love cream into Kolly’s cornhole.  The girl wriggled and received a few smacks to her ass, too.  The man sat back furiously fondling his meat; Susan was sucking off Davy’s cock and all was well.

	A few minutes were needed for everyone to calm down.  The man then set up the video camera and had Shaun and Susan fuck, with Susan on top.  Kolly lay underneath Davy while they fucked.  They fucked for five minutes—then switched mates.
	Shaun unloaded love cream into Kolly’s quim, Davy still had cum but had clear liquid spurting from his pud just the same.  The girls sucked the boys and then as the girls got into a 69er on the bed, the boys got off the bed and stood waiting for what was next.
	What was next was the nude mad sitting in a big bedroom chair, the arms were overstuffed and could be pushed down to make the chair “armless.”  This allowed for more room for maneuverability.  Little Kathy sat wriggling some on the man’s lap.  His cock was magnificently HARD, pulsing and neither Douche-Shaun or Turd-Davy could imagine the man stuffing the child in ANY of her three holes.  He was just too fucking big!
	“Lick her.” the man said.
	Shaun looked to Davy, Davy looked to Shaun.  Both shrugged and made “ok” faces; Shaun went down first, tonguing the six year old’s cunt as the nude man held her firm, holding her legs back.  Occasionally from the bed the girls would pause half a moment to watch the proceedings, then continue licking cunt…
	After a few minutes of tonguing, “Stick her.” was the new command.  Shaun knew what was meant.  He sighed, he didn’t really want to fuck a six year old—but the alternative weighed on his mind…
	Little Kathy moaned “Nooooo!” as the naked boy began gliding his pee-pee into her.  When she fussed too much she was smacked on the ass by the nude man.  Shaun knew Susan and Kolly were watching him—if they were somewhere else where they couldn’t see him do the dirty deed he’d be better off.  But they weren’t.
	Davy stood right at the nude man’s knee; he was hard.  He looked on to the narly deed his friend was doing and methodically stroked himself with reverence.  Shaun had made steady vaginal entry, just the head of his dick and a couple of inches of his four and a half inch tool.
	Kolly began to move more and more on the bed, clenching the bedding and pumping back hard into Susan’s face.  She herself wasn’t doing a lot of cunt licking of Susan—she was experiencing an orgasm from BEING licked!  Susan was good.
	Shaun was in.  all the way in.  His pud tingled and his balls slapped as his pumping increased dramatically.  Davy was enthralled and in some agony.

	“Get on the bed, fuck one of them in whatever hole you want.”
	Davy looked to the man in awe—he had a choice?
	When on the bed, the “choice” came as a decision.  One that he didn’t really want to do—and the girls had heard it.  Who to do?  Who to do?  And what “hole” to fill?
	Since he had gotten on the bed up to where Kolly’s head flailed about, he stared at Susan’s ass.  It was a lovely ass.  But so was Kolly’s.  any nude girl’s ass was lovely.  Susan then pried her own ass cheeks and Davy got the “invite.”
	There was still the decision—pussy or asshole.
	Shaun began to pump faster with more umph, “Oh God, I’m cumming!” he announced.  Kathy wriggled more and more and was spanked more and more.
	On the bed as Davy continued to wrestle with what hole to stuff on Susan, Susan gripped his dick and guided it into her asshole.  Davy was cool with that and happily sodomized away.
	Shaun had cum.  A lot.  He pumped and pumped as his orgasm diminished.  There was a little blood from the fucking of the young Kathy, but all in all…
	
	Standing shoulder to shoulder the man pulled out from the other closet a large box.  From it he pulled out packages of diapers.  The kids were all in wonderment.  Opening the packages the man tossed the diapers onto the floor at the kids’ feet.
	“Going to be gone a couple of days or so, there wont be anyone here to open the door,” he nodded to the closet door, “and I’m not through with you all just yet.”
	“Sooooo, you’ll use the diapers for your needs.”
	Seeing a bit of confusion on the kids’ face, “You’ll wear these until I get back.”
	“You mean—you mean we have to go to the bathroom in these!?” complained/whined Davy.
	“That’s the idea.”
	“That’s fucking gross!” bitched out loud Shaun.
	“Two or three days, shouldn’t be too bad.” replied the man with a smile.  Then, “and if I find that you haven’t gone toidy in your diaper, or you’ve removed them during my absence,” pause for dramatic effect “you’ll regret it.  I’ll skin ye alive.”

	The man’s words were unsettling.  The kids picked up the diapers, they were the typical plastic modern day diapers large sized for their bodies.  The nude man had a special pair for the six year old Kathy, he put them on her himself.  Then it was into the closet for the group, the door wasn’t locked and the man left the room.
	Shaun wondered.  Davy wasn’t aware.  Susan wondered.  Kolly took her place in her corner.  Kathy fussed with her diaper.  Shaun pushed on the door, cocking his head trying to see out the bedroom door into the hallway.
	“Did he fucking leave already?”
	“Nope!” Susan said frantically fingering Shaun’s shoulder to alert him.  The nude man returned with a portable ice chest and a box.  Goodies!  The ice chest contained sodas and fruit punch packets as well as various lunch meats.  The box contained crackers, cheese in a can, and various potato chips.
	“No escape.” warned the man standing back up from setting the goodies down.  “No escape attempt.  Just be good and when I get back, we’ll mess around a bit more and then that’ll be it.”
	“That’ll be it?” queried Shaun.
	“Yeah, you’ll be on your way and I’ll have a new bunch.”
	Susan gulped and nodded her head.  The man shut AND locked the door.  Then he dressed and Susan saw a suitcase come out of the other closet.  He then left the room and was gone all of five minutes before returning, plucking up his keys from the nightstand.  He then left and was gone thirty minutes before the kids in the closet gave a collective group sigh.

***

Who blew that smell?
	“Man, there aint no way I’m going crap in these things!”
	Shaun looked to his mouthy friend, “You’d better.”
	Davy looked disgruntled, “Dude, that fucker is whacked!”
	Shaun nodded his head, “Yeah.”  
	There was nothing to do but wait.  Sleep and hold off crapping or peeing in the diaper they wore.  
	“We gotta get outta here.”
	“I think he’s like my cousin.” stated Davy.
	“Ralph?”
	“Yeah, the Dingbat.” then, looking to Susan, “he’s got spit pernalities.”
	“You mean split personalities?” she clarified.

	“Yeah, that.”
	“He’s skitz-oh?” queried Kolly.
	“Yeah,” answered Davy, “but he’s usually okay when he’s taking his meds.”
	The kids were silent for a few minutes, then,
	“Say, what were you hiding earlier, yesterday?” Shaun asked of Susan.
	Susan moved to search the pockets retrieving a multi tool pocket knife set.
	“Holy shit!” blurted Shaun.  It was almost as good as the keys themselves!  The pocket tool had a small knife, awl, FILE, several types of screw drivers, bottle opener, and scissors.  Shaun leaned to Susan and kissed her.
	“You going to use it?” inquired Davy anxiously.
	“Not just yet,” Shaun replied, “gonna wait awhile.”
	“To make sure the bastard is gone?”
	“Yep.”
	Shaun then put the tool in the pocket it had come out of.  He sat back with a good sigh, back against the back wall, toes wriggling, stomach gurgling.  Then someone farted…

Oh those dirty deeds!
	“Hurry up and open this stupid thing, I gotta go!”
	Shaun paid no attention to his anxious friend—but he had to “go”, too.  But the progress on cutting the slats wasn’t going well, nor the dislodging of them from the ends.
	“I don’t think this stuff is wood.” said Shaun.
	“What does that mean?” asked Kolly.
	“Means we’re still stuck.” replied Susan.
	All the tools of the multi-tool were used on the door—the slats and the brass lock.  All to no avail.  Nothing was working.  Then,
	“Aw, man!” complained Davy suddenly.
	A sudden “smell” filled the small enclosure.
	“Oh, damn!” bitched Shaun.
	All eyes turned to Kathy.  Kathy had been first to “shit her pants” er, diaper.  And it wasn’t long before Susan let go to at least pee in hers, crapping in the diaper she would hold off for as long as she could.  
	Shaun got pissed and shook the doors, rattling them.
	“Hey, chill, Douche!”
	“Shut up, Turd!” angrily blasted back Shaun to his friend.

	“Both of you knock it off!” bitched back Susan to the two of them.
	Davy slumped angrily back against the back wall.  Shaun continued assessing the situation and laid his eyes on a new project.  The smell from Kathy’s diaper was pretty good, the kids began wrapping their faces with bits of clothing from the piled clothing in the closet.
	“We all have ta shit ourself ‘fore that fucker comes back.” griped Davy.
	“Not if we escape first!” said Shaun who busied himself working on his newest task, the door hinges.  The door hinges of the dual opening closet doors were ones that were brass and firmly attached to the wall by brass screws.
	Brass screws that were well seated and required something more of a “tool” than what Shaun possessed.
	“FUCK!” he yelled and kicked at the door in his frustration.
	“Chill out, dude!” said Susan.
	“Fuck you!” Shaun shouted back.  He hit the wall with his fist and jabbed the multi-tool’s screw driver into the screw head and began to cry.  Susan slowly crawled to him, she wasn’t angry at him for his cussing her, she understood.  (girls are renowned for their being more “mature” than boys)
	At first Shaun rebuked her, pushing her away.  But then he relented and bawled into her lap.  Kolly snuggled up against Davy, Kathy crawled under the pile of clothes…

	At four-thirty AM, Shaun awoke to the sounds of something like his hamster at home who was an escape artist.  The critter constantly found ways to get out of its plastic cage.  Shaun had tried the same, but the interior of the closet was wood.
	The scurrying came from Susan who was at the closet door doing something.
	“What are you doing.”
	“Trying something.” she replied.  Beside was Kolly who held a small mini flashlight she had managed to get herself the other day, too.  Susan worked a paperclip she had opened into the locking mechanism of the brass lock that secured the doors.
	“Hi.” said Kolly.
	Shaun smiled at her, he had to admit, she WAS pretty, not as pretty as Susan, but he liked her, too.  He just wished their screwing around would have been on better terms, elsewhere.

	Susan was getting no where with the paperclip.  She sighed and sat back and almost wept.  She caught herself and took a breath, pursed her lips and shook her head.
	Shaun took over, and after a few minutes of try gave up on that venture and tried another.  Using the multi tool and the fingernail clipper he began earnestly picking at the area AROUND the lock.  After some time of gouging all the way around the locking there was hope.  The lock cylinder MOVED.
	That was something.  Not a whole lot of something but something.
	Shaun worked tediously at the lock, gouging the wood and working the fingernail file of the clippers in around the lock cylinder.  Tiny pieces of wood were worked out, the cylinder turned just a bit and Shaun was on his way to digging the lock out completely…
	When the fingernail file broke.
	“FUCK!” he yelled.
	“Chill, Douche.” said Susan.  When Shaun glared at her, she was smiling.  Shaun instantly lost his anger and tried hard to keep from smiling himself.  Didn’t work, though.
	“Maybe you can try the knife?” suggested Kolly.
	Shaun looked to her, the girl had awoken and made a good suggestion.
	With the knife tool of the multi-tool out Shaun returned to working the lock cylinder, gouging the wood encasing it.

	At Six AM the knife broke.  Only a small amount around the cylinder had been worked out.  The lock still held.
	“Maybe we can just kick the shit out of it.” Shaun concluded.
	“What if he comes back?” worried Kolly.
	“So what?” returned Shaun, “The bastard will beat the crap out of us either way--”
	“Yeah, but breaking the door might put him over--”
	“And kill us?”
	Shaun looked to his babe, it was plausible.  Pissing the psycho schitz-oh just might push him over that edge and other than beating them he’d kill them instead.
	“Just more reasons for us to get the fuck outta here!”
	Good point.
	The kids lined up and pushed on the door.
	And they pushed.
	And they grunted.
	The squishiness in their soiled diapers grossing them out and their efforts created an even more horrendous smell that was overpowering and caused them to gag.
	Taking a break and trying not to hurl, Susan nudged Shaun.  Shaun looked to where she was indicating—back up to the corner and the security thingy.
	The kids stared for a while.
	“Crud.” said Shaun.
	“You think he’s watching us?”
	“Right now?” then, “I dunno, maybe.”
	“Probably not,” said Kolly, “or he’d be in here skinny us alive.”
	“Yeah, he’s probably just recording us.”
	“We’re doomed.” wailed Davy throwing himself back onto the clothes.  He fell on the hiding Kathy who wiggled out.  She smell bad, she REEKED.  When she tried to take the very well soiled diapy off the kids had to stop her.  “I don’t think she’d survive a butt whippin’.”
	The kids settled down and waited.

	At nine Shaun was back to digging out the lock cylinder.
	At 9:30 there was a door slam.
	“Shit!” blurted Shaun.  The kids all scurried to their places.  There were noises from the outer room but nothing that could be seen or determined as to what exactly was going on.  
	Then, the kids’ kidnapper-tormentor entered the bedroom with three teenagers.  The teens seemed confused, struggling although they were not “secured” by any visible means.  They slung their heads as if to shake cobwebs from their minds, the teen boy drooled some and they all stumbled as if they were drunk.
	The man herding them had in his hand an EMAD.
	Two teen girls, one teen boy.  They were well dressed, for the time being.  The man known as “Dusty” stepped up behind the boy, Nolan, and fondled him—all over!  Then he turned to face the girls.  Both girls were nice looking to be sure, Shaun and Susan thought that one of them was a bit older than the other, though.  Neither Shaun or Susan thought the trio of newbies were related.  
	Both girls had brownish hair with the one who was possibly a year older having darker brown hair as well as brown eyes.  The younger girl by a year or so had blue eyes.  Both girls had a nice rack on their chest, though—pleasing B-type titties.
	Both girls were “fondled” and felt up before…

	“Strip off your clothes, to your underwear.”
	The girls looked to one another, the boy looked to the girls, they all looked horribly petrified and stared in awe to the man giving the commands.  The man repeated his command but the kids didn’t respond as quickly as he wished—so they were punished.
	Dusty smiled and did something to the EMAD he had.  Instantly the kids freaked out and fell wriggling to the floor, cringing and twisting in odd manners of pain and dire distress.
	Davy in the closet freaked, too; the hearing aid in his left ear wigged out on him and he nutted up until the device was removed.  Kolly held him, Shaun plucked the small device up and put it up to his ear—he heard a serious whine coming from it and it jiggled, too.
	Then it stopped.
	The three teens on the floor continued to wriggle a bit longer but recovered.  
	“When I fucking tell youz to do something, you DO IT!”
	It took a few more minutes before the kids fully recovered and returned to a standing position.  
	“Now, take off your clothes like I said.”
	Slowly the kids complied, they had no choice.

	They all somewhat complied at the same time, slowly.  They chose to take down their jeans first.  Nolan, the lone teen male averted his eyes.  The man stood off to the side, sniffing the reeking foul air.  
	With their jeans down, the kids paused—waiting.
	“Off,” said the man, “I want them OFF!” he was a little irritated but managing to curb his obvious psychotic behavior.
	Removing their jeans meant removing their shoes to get the jeans off.
	It allowed Shaun and Davy some nice crotch shots of the girls as they struggled with removing their shoes then removing their pants.  With that done, they stood to pause—waiting.
	“Keep going, take off your shirts.”
	The younger girl, Krystal, closed her eyes while the other pursed her lips hard.  Nolan gave no physical expression whatsoever but still tried averting his eyes from looking at the girls in their panties.  Of course, not much could be seen of the girls in their panties as the shirts the girls wore covered up most of what could be seen.
	“Shirts?” said the man, “Let’s go, chop-chop!”
	The older girl was angry and peeled off her shirt first.  Nolan followed with the younger girl last.

	“Gotta drop the bras, too.” the man said with an air of humor.
	The younger girl was close to tears, the boy got a whiff of the reeking odor; the older girl, Amy, unhitched her bra and let it fall with an air of semi defiance.  (defying the fact that removing her bra would somehow degrade her or piss her off or something)
	Nolan wore no bra so he was already topless.  He was fourteen and not bad looking, nice bod.  The girls stood in their panties—Krystal wearing blue and white stripped undies, hip-huggers while Amy wore rose pink panties, bikini style.
	Nolan wore simple boy briefs.
	Amy was directed to “lay on the bed.”  She sat on the side edge and laid out across the bed.  Her titties were marvelous and Nolan suddenly had an unmistakable bulge in his shorts.  The girl clad in her bikini panties was arousing to say the least.  The second girl wasn’t bad, either.  She had to lay ON the first girl, snuggling up between Amy’s legs and laying her head down on Amy’s chest.
	For Nolan—he had to get on his knees and scrunch himself up against Krystal’s ass.  The boy was in agony.  The man had the kids stay that way for several minutes, then—the man went to the secondary closet to return with black hoods.  The three teens got onto their knees facing the closets, hands behind their backs, and the hoods placed over their heads.
	“Make a sound, make a move, and you’ll regret it—got it?” he whispered to the three.  Amy, Nolan, and Krystal nodded their covered heads—they got it.
	Dusty then approached the closet.

	The reeking smell of shit filled diapers was incredible.  All the closet inhabitators had had no choice but to load up their diapies, they were escorted to the bathroom where the smell became more than offensive.  It cause Kathy and Kolly to hurl and blow chunks, Susan and Shaun retched and spurted spew themselves.
	One at a time the kids were put into the shower stall where the dirty diaper was removed.  The shower was on and with the use of a handheld shower thingy the child was rinsed down and then bathed him/herself while the dirty diaper was deposited in a plastic reinforced sack.  
	When all the kiddies had been cleaned, they had the task of taking the ice chest and goodie bag out of the closet.  The man used a disinfectant to help air out the funky stinky closet.

	In the kitchen the kids waited—they were fed and then spent two hours watching cartoons.  The man left them alone occasionally to go do whatever with the three teens in the bedroom.  On one of the occasions when the man left them, Shaun tempted fate by going to the front door.
	Naturally it was locked securely but he tried anyways.  There was only one window, but a big one.  Concealed by a huge heavy green drape that all but sealed the window from viewing out or in.  Pressing his ear to the heavy security door Shaun could hear nothing from beyond.  The kids all guessed that they were in an apartment but then again—weren’t sure.
	“He’s coming!  He’s coming!” almost shouted out Susan.  Shaun barely flopped back into the green overstuffed chair he had been sitting in before the man made entry into the living room.  He was naked.
	Strolling by Davy he tousled the youth’s hair, then looked/stared at the lovely Susan and Kolly who got embarrassed/self conscious.  Then he stood before Shaun.
	Shaun gulped, did the man know about the closet lock?
	The nude man stroked his mammoth prick and said, “Suck me.”
	Shaun closed his eyes, sighed to himself and leaned forward in the chair and began engulfing the man’s prick.
	“Lick her pussy out.” said the man to Davy, indicating that he should nosh on Susan’s cunt.  Then, with a click of the fingers, Kolly had to come and as the man stepped back from the chair Shaun was in, pulling Shaun with him, Susan had to fix herself under the boy and suck his dick and balls.
	Shaun gobbled and gobbled.
	Susan twisted some as she was in agony—a sexual agony; one of the need not to be licked and sucked on but to be ramrodded.  Davy licked and was good at it, on the sly sliding his finger up Susan’s butt hole without being tolt to do so.
	The man pulled out of Shaun’s mouth, “Suck my balls.” he told the boy.  Shaun complied.  Kolly had her mouth full of Shaun’s nuggets herself!
	There was no sounds but slurping for several minutes.  Then, the man pushed Shaun away and seemed in some agony himself.  As was the kids, too.  Kolly was turned about with the man positioning himself between her legs, pressing his mega dong against her cunny.
	“You two, take care of her.” Shaun and Davy were directed to double team Susan.  Shaun took care of his babe via his cock to her cunt, Davy settled for her backdoor of which he didn’t mind.  The man made slow penetration into Kolly’s quim.  Only Davy watched and hated the man for what he was doing—he was also jealous.

	Only a little of the nude man’s cock could enter Kolly’s quim, he pumped and pumped; pulled out and slapped his meat against the girl’s cunt and midriff before plunging back in whereupon moments later his cock erupted a massive load of hot fresh spunk.
	Of which the boys fucking Susan had to break while Susan lapped up the juices from Kolly’s cunt and the boys sucked clean their Master’s cock.
	Master.  Not “sir”, not “dad” or “pa” or even “asshole” but Master, the man decreed that the kids would address him as “Master.”
	“Yes, Master.”

	Back into the closet.
	In the bedroom the three teens were still on their knees, hands still behind their backs, still in their underwear, still with the black hoods over their heads.  The kiddies were escorted back into the closet, the closet shut and the nude man didn’t seem to notice the chipped away wood at the lock cylinder.
	Shaun wished he hadn’t of done that—he knew a butt whipping to beat all was in store for him—once it was found out.
	For the newbies, they were allowed to stand; their hoods removed and a little more “getting to know you” in store for them.  Nolan remained standing while Amy and Kyrstal got to their knees aside the boy and were commanded to “lower his shorts.”  together.
	“Oh crap.” uttered Amy.  
	Kyrstal said nothing and beheld no facial expressions expressing her thoughts one way or the other.  She seemed to have in some way accepted the fate, hers as well as those with her.  Slowly she and Amy lowered Nolan’s underwear.  The boy had a bit of glistening goo smearing the tip of his dong, for fourteen the boy had a lovely six-incher.  His scrotum was nice with a light layer of blond hair covering his nut sac.  The penis stood out with a slight curve.  Amy and Krystal stared at the organ in somewhat of an awe.
	“One of you SUCK it, the other suck his balls.”
	Amy’s eyes nearly bursted out of their sockets.  Krystal expressed extreme awe and neither could move.  The nude man of whom the girls had not noticed until he made his appearance right up close to them leaned in, 
	“Do as I say or regret it.” And he slapped the air and then his leg with a belt.  The girls jumped, the kids in the closet jumped.  Amy screwed up her face as if she were about to cry, Kyrstal pursed her lips again and leaned in, cocking her head so as to get at Nolan’s nuggets.
	Amy required a swat of the belt to her still panty clad ass before she pressed her lips to the hard prong.  Gulping and making faces, Amy wrapped her lips about Nolan’s dong, then several inches of Nolan disappeared into the girl’s mouth.  She began suck like she knew how.
	She didn’t really, but was a fast learner…
	Both girls while sucking on Nolan’s wares also had to caress/rub his ass.  This only caused Nolan to reach that wondrous pivotal moment called climax.  He began to flex, his ass muscles clenching as he began to pump into Amy’s mouth.
	“It’s cumming!” he announced.
	“You ever have a boy cum in your mouth before?” the Master asked.
	Amy broke down and began crying, Nolan’s cock still in her mouth, though.  She shook her head and screamed as the belt lashed her ass.  Her hands flailed about trying to protect her delicate skin.
	It was then the other girl, nut sucking Krystal “pushed” the man and all hell broke loose.
	It was short lived, though.  Nolan seemed dazed and was unable to react quickly in time; Amy fell back against the bed shaking her head, cringing and sputtering as Nolan had cum in her mouth and the taste was very unappealing to her.  Only Krystal seemed to be herself.  However, it was like she were in slow motion and unable to fully comprehend the situation in time to act the way she wanted.  This gave the Master the time to grab up his EMAD and zap the girl.
	She fell back onto her back jiggling and convulsing.  Shaun marveled at the teen’s jiggling titties.  Susan griped the boy’s dick—it was hard.  She shook her head in mild disgust.  “Sorry, babe.” he told her.
	“Pervert.” she returned.  Then she went down on Shaun and sucked him!  Kolly, poised before Davy peering out into the bedroom received Davy’s cock to her hole.  She parted her legs and ass and allowed it.  Shaun caressed the girl’s ass and back side; Kolly fondled his balls.

	One-two-three, the teen trio lay up against the bed, on their knees with their arms outstretched before them.  Starting with Amy, the Master brought the belt to her ass with all his might.  The closet in the closet jerked and stopped their fooling around and held each other.  Another swat from the Master’s belt smacked the teen’s thighs—both of them.  Then the man pulled down her panties, just enough to show her ass.  The belt smacked the girl’s ass three times with incredible power.
	The girl had buried her face into the bedding; her screams were muffled, though and the Master moved to the next teen, Krystal.

	A smack to her ass, panties still on, then across her thighs, then to her ass again.  When the girl crossed her legs the man smacked the bottoms of her feet; then jerked her panties down to abuse her bare skin with more incredible force.
	Nolan was last, he cringed—or as much as he could in the position he was in.  Clenching the bedding as much as the girls did the boy waited for his turn.  He didn’t have to wait long.
	To his ass the belt lashed him five incredible times with force that caused some bleeding.  Amy peed, Kathy in the closet peed and so did Shaun and Kolly.  The abuse continued with the Master belting the teen boy’s thighs before jerking down the lad’s underwear and smacking his bare skin several times before finally stopping.
	Nothing more was done for almost an hour.

	At four-thirty, an hour after the ass beating, the Master tapped Amy on the shoulder, “On the bed.” As she crawled up onto the bed the man removed her panties.  He sniffed the crotch of them before tossing them to the pile of clothes on the floor.
	“Lay down, on your back.”  Holding back her emotions the girl complied.  The man checked her cunny visually before applying his fingers; his cock jamming up against Krystal’s head in an almost “humping” manner.
	“You been fucked before?” asked the Master.
	Amy breathed hard rapidly; shaking her head and squeezing back emotions she declared in a squeaky voice, “No.”  then, “No, I mean, yes.  Yes, I’m a virgin.”  she somewhat lost it and blubbered.  The Master fingered her snatch, then ran his hand up her body to fondle her lovely teenage breasts.  Shaun was disappointed as the girl’s head was at the foot of the bed, her feet at the headboard—he couldn’t see the teen’s goodie!
	“What about you, Sweetie, virgin?”
	Krystal licked her lips, thought thoughtfully then nodded her head, “Yes.”
	The questioning continued:
	Suck cock?
	Felt cock?
	Suck cunt? 
	Masturbate?
	Fondle/molest a little kid (boy OR girl)
	Fart?
	Cum?
	Sexual desires (al la secretive) for same sex?

	The questions were open to all three.
	The trio would only admit to “farting” and “masturbating.”
	“Ut-oh,” said Shaun, “they gonna get it now!”
	The Master tapped Krystal on the shoulder, “On the bed.” and as SHE moved up onto the bed her panties, too, were removed—sniffed, and dropped onto the pile on the clothes.
	As Krystal started to settle on the bed like Amy,
	“No, on her face, sit on her face.”
	Both girls were shocked.  Shaun and Davy got boners (again.)
	Carefully and slowly Krystal straddled Amy’s face.
	“Lay down on her.”
	It was a 69er.  Shaun and the others in the closet could see well enough Krystal’s ass.  Amy was instructed to begin caressing Krystal’s ass as well as licking out the girl’s cunt.  Amy herself had to part her legs wide so as Krystal could lick her.  Then,
	“On the bed.” Nolan was instructed.
	Nolan crawled up onto the bed, then paused to wait to see where the Master wanted him.  
	“Ever go up a girl’s ass, hole?” the Master asked lightheartedly.
	Nolan shook his head, No.
	“Ever fuck a girl at all?”
	Again, No.
	“Ever been naughty with a girl, in any way?”
	Nolan continued to be virginal on all counts.
	“Do you know HOW to poke a girl?”
	Nolan wasn’t sure.
	“Pull her cheeks open.” The Master said to Amy.  Amy complied, pulling her friend’s cheeks open wider.
	“See her hole,” the Master pointed and then “poked” the brown-eye of the thirteen year old Krystal Baysitter, “stick yer dick in it and fuck!”
	Nolan was a little startled and awed.
	Krystal was a little more than that.
	Amy was just plain horrified.
	“Do it or take an ass beating.”
	Nolan in no way wanted another beating to his backside, his ass still bore the marks from the previous, his ass flesh was still even a little bright red.  He made the attempt.
	“Spit on it, spit on the hole.” said the Master.

	When Nolan didn’t seem to want to “hock a loogie”,
	“Either SPIT or LICK!”
	the boy in no way wanted to LICK his friend’s asshole.  That was just gross.  (how little he knew what really lay in store for him.)
	Meanwhile, while Nolan dropped long strands of spittle onto Krystal’s crap chute, underneath Amy was directed to “latch on” to Nolan’s nuggets and suck.
	If she didn’t (which she didn’t immediately comply) she’d get beaten.
	Crying and sniveling the fourteen year old complied.
	Nolan got harder and pressed his bone to Krystal’s pooter hole, then drove himself in passed the unforgiving rim.  The Master smacked Nolan’s ass with the belt anyways, driving the boy to fully make anal entry and commence with the pumping.
	While he pumped, Amy sucked on Nolan’s nuggets; Krystal tongued Amy’s cunt.  The Master got on the bed, keeping the belt with him.  He stroked his massive fuck tool, humping Krystal’s face and having her suck it while he smacked her ass with the belt.  The girl choked on the cock, sputtered and coughed the massive organ out.  She gagged and retched and seemed close to hurling.
	She didn’t though and the Master had her pulled Amy’s legs back, way back.
	“Damn,” said Shaun, “wish I could see…” the horndog careened his neck far as possible to try and see the “action” on the bed.  He knew the “Master” was schlepping his salami into Amy’s puusy.
	Logan was cumming off.  He pumped and pumped and pumped, tightened up and strained; then pumped some more until he entered into that terrific mode where he fucked furiously like a rabbit-dog.
	The Master merely pumped slowly.  Amy clung onto Nolan’s nuggets, it helped keep her from screaming as her poon was breeched.  Krystal thrashed about some, rubbing her ass for some reason, humping her hips up and down straining her ownself.  
	Nolan fired off a round and strained in Krystal’s asshole—he pumped vigorously until he was spent.  When he withdrew he masturbated as well as humped on Krystal’s ass to fully get the enjoyment and feeling of the dirty deed done dirty—but satisfying.

	Amy no longer sucked on Nolan’s nuggets, she thrashed her head side to side still reeling as she was rammed.  The Master fucked and fucked, getting his fill multiple times before pulling out and shooting a substantial wad of goo onto Krystal’s face.  He made a very pleasing “AH!” sound as he emptied his tool onto the teen’s face, a generous portion was unleashed, too, in Amy’s cunt.
	There was blood coating the Master’s cock, it seems as though Amy Rettis was a virgin after all!  The man sat back, sighing and recovering.  Nolan struggled to recover himself, his cock and balls ached.  He had admitted earlier to almost daily masturbation.  Amy at first said she didn’t, then she did, then she didn’t.  with threat of an ass beating she admitted under duress to fingering herself to orgasm at least once to twice a week.
	She had no sexual desires to little boys (or girls), no one younger than she.  She had desires sexually for boys her age and older.  She had no desires for any relative—dad, uncle, older brother, cousins.  She had never seen a boy her age (or older) naked, only little boys.
	Nolan did not admit to humping his bed, his desires were nominal—girls his age or one or two years above or below.
	“So if you could get it on with a girl say—twelve?” the Master had asked him, Nolan turned red and diverted his eyes elsewhere.
	Nolan had also never thought of stuffing his prick into a girl’s asshole, but wondered about it.  He had only seen “little girls” naked, but strongly decreed that he had no sexual desires for young girls (or boys.)
	“Hand me someone’s panties.” the Master told the boy.  Nolon leaned off the bed and plucked up Amy’s panties.  After handing them to the Master he was told to “go hop in the shower.”  Nolan eased off the bed and stumbled slightly to the bathroom.
	Meanwhile, the Master switched ends—that is he scooted down to the foot of the bed.  Parting Krystal’s ass he applied his prick.  He wasn’t hard enough to make entry, but he tried.  Mostly he slapped the girl’s hind end with his snake stick, gouging himself up and down the crack and teasing the girl’s virgin poon.
	But the Master’s cock was not up to the task he desired.  Slapping the girl’s ass as he dismounted, “Go get in the shower.” Krystal moved off of Amy, farting as she did so.  It was an accident and she couldn’t hold it.  It made a sickening sound as her asshole was filled to the brim with Logan’s cum.  Embarrassed she almost ran into the bathroom.
	“Sit up.” 
	Amy still on the bed with a fresh fucked cunny sat up.  Strands of teen spunk glistened on her forehead.  “You, too.” she was told.

	In the shower Logan was bathed by his two friends.  The girls, though, weren’t exactly “friends” per se, Amy was older as was Nolan.  Amy actually had it in for Krystal as Kystal and Nolan were an “item”.  Nolan preferred Krystal over Amy.  Krystal was in the 7th grade, Amy and Nolan were in the 8th.  
	The girls bathed the teen hunk, then each girl in turn was bathed by him.  By that time, Nolan had a raging stiffy again and was directed by the observing Master to stuff it up Amy’s ass.  Meanwhile, Krystal exited the shower and was dried off by Dusty, the Master, Shoes.  He rather enjoyed that task and when she was all dried off, the Master was hard…

*

	From the bathroom it was back to the bed.  On the bed Krystal laid out on her backside while Nolan screwed Amy doggie-style on the floor.  Krystal had to take the Master’s cock.  She was one of those “avid” masturbators, she frigged her cunny while on the toilet, in bed, in the shower, and sometimes while in class at school—she sat in the far back and when on the rare occasion she wore a dress she got “busy” with herself on the sly.
	No desires for young ones.
	Under extreme dire duress she admitted to molesting a little boy in her charge—fondling his four year old puddling.  She did not admit, however, to sucking it and having sex with him.  She DID admit, though, to having him suckle her titties.  And while the boy sucked, she frigged herself until orgasm.
	Her admission was heard by Nolan but possibly not by Amy.
	The kids in the closet heard, though.

	When both Amy and Krystal had been raped and sodomized by Nolan and the Master, the trio then was escorted into the closet.  The Master squatted after the three newbies went in and discovered the closet already “occupied.”  
	“Security measures are in place, you make noise or try to escape—you will regret it.  Trust me.” Then,
	Looking to Shaun and Susan, “As soon as I leave, tell them what has to be done.” He then looked up to the corner where the security dome was.
	“And that’s not the only one, either.” he smiled.  “I know all what you do in here.”

	His statement stunned and frightened the kids.  
	“You will ALL participate.  All of you, or you will be punished.”
	The Master let it sink in and then stood, shutting the door and securing it.  He still didn’t seem to notice the chipped wood around the inside cylinder.  The man then collected the clothes and was out of sight off to the side at the other closet.  There was a terrific “fart” sound and an “atta boy!”  then the man left the bedroom and a door was heard opening and closing—and locking.

	“What did he mean, “all of us will participate?””
	Shaun looked to the teen boy, trying not to stare at the boy’s wang.
	“We have to have sex.” stated Susan.
	“No fucking way!” bitched Amy.  She held herself at the back wall of the closet.  
	“Yes, way,” returned Susan, “or that fucker will beat the hell out of you, or all of us.”
	“I’m not having sex with you, any of you!” she almost screamed.  “Get us out of here!” she continued.
	“Can you break this down?”  Krystal asked.
	“Don’t!” said Shaun, he pointed up to the security thing and the red light.  “He’s got video equipment and an EMAD, he’ll fuck up for sure if you mess with that door.”
	Nolan assessed the situation and then sat on the pile of clothes.
	Situation was all fucked up.  ALL fucked up.
	Shaun continued, insisting that “sex” amongst them all was necessary to avoid being beaten.  Amy insisted that in no way was she going to comply.  
	“Then you’re going to get beaten, or we will, or all of us.”
	“I don’t care!” she shouted back.
	There was no calming her; she was pissed, scared, and defiant.
	Nolan sat by Shaun and Susan; “All of us?”
	“Yep, all of us.”
	There was a pause, then; “Even--”
	“Yep, us guys to guys.”
	Nolan said nothing but mulled it over shaking his head.  
	“How long have you been here?” asked Krystal.  She seemed calm and at ease, Nolan was—uneasy and mulling over the “sex with all” statement.
	“Not sure, really, three or four days.” Shaun shrugged and though it was plausible that it was more like five days.  Maybe six!

	Suddenly, Amy bolted and rushed the closet door.  She rattled it and went nuts, shaking and screaming—scaring the crap out of the others.  Nolan, though, grabbed the naked teen and thru her back.  There was a lot of yelling between them before Nolan slapped her.
	Amy settled down, she then crawled into a corner opposite everyone else, pulling some cast off clothing over herself.  Nothing happened among them for several minutes thereafter.
	Then, “Maybe—maybe we ought to start.” said Shaun.  He stood, masturbated slightly and friend Davy came up to him.  Taking over stroking the half erect penis, Davy firstly kissed the prong before taking it into his mouth.
	“Oh my God!” Krystal blurted and couldn’t believe what she was seeing.  Kolly stood up and switched on the light for better visibility.  Nolan sat quickly masturbating, he stopped when the light came on and tried slinking back into the closet.  Davy had fully engulfed his friend’s schlong, hands on the boy’s ass and “going to town” – so to speak.
	“Time!” announced Susan clicking the stopwatch.  Davy stopped sucking, smacked his lips and was grinning.  He was beginning to like it.
	“My turn, Douche!” he giggled and stood, proudly arching his posture to extend his dinky.  Shaun was a little embarrassed with the newbies present, but contended that it beat being beaten.  He went to his knees and gobbled on Davy’s dong in one gulp.  Like Davy, though, he caressed the boy’s ass as well as fondled the nut sac of his friend.  He sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked, working Davy into a near cumming off orgasm.
	“Time!” shouted Susan.  Shaun pulled back—Davy squirted some cum and Shaun went ahead and licked the spurting squirt matter.  Shaun hoped the “bonus” would save him from any ass beating he might be deserving of.
	From the opposite end of the closet, “Oh my God!” Amy.  She spouted her disgust, drawing the clothing up about her more.  “No fucking way.” she reiterated.  Shaun sat back, ‘she’s gonna get it.’ then, ‘he’ll probably kill her.’
	Susan handed the stopwatch to Shaun and he timed her and Kolly as they simply 69ed one another.  Then the pair sucked off on Shaun and Davy (for five minutes), followed by the girls staring at Nolan and Krystal.
	“He’ll really beat us?” Krystal asked.
	“Yeah, worse than what happened with you a while ago.”
	Krystal rubbed her ass, Nolan did likewise (his own ass.)
	It was difficult to do to say the least—the very least.

	Shaun helped out by sitting on his knees, facing Nolan.  Nolan had a boner, not extremely hard but close counts.  Slowly the ten year old went down, closing his eyes and touching his lips to Nolan’s swollen dick head.  Nolan’s dong was a bit bigger than that of Davy’s, but Shaun had no problem with it and sucked it whole—stunning Nolan and Krystal.
	“Oh my God!” repeated Amy, “You guys are fucking sick!”
	Shaun didn’t stop but sucked and sucked and sucked.
	“Can he really see us?” quizzed Krystal.
	“Yep.” replied Davy.
	“He’s got video equipment all over, some of it up on the shelf.” Susan supplied, “In the ceiling and everywhere.”
	“Where does he go, does he really leave?”
	Susan shrugged and Nolan was getting into the blowjob.
	“Are you going to cum?” asked Susan to Nolan.
	“Yeah, I-I think so!”
	Susan pulled him up more, pushed some of the clothes on the rack back and out of the way, “so you can be seen better when you do.”
	“Yeah, it’ll help keep you from being beaten.” Added Davy.
	“Oh my God!”

	Krystal’s turn.
	Nolan, Davy, Shaun.
	Susan, Kolly, Kathy, and Amy when she calmed down and get with the program.  Sucking schlong or snatch on her own was a toughie.  To herself, if they were alone—one on one maybe it would be different.  No, it WOULD be different—‘cept for tonguing Amy’s cunt, Amy didn’t go for that shit.  Summoning up her courage she ducked her head and swallowed Nolan’s cock.
	Somehow it tasted different while slurping on it on her own accord.
	Nolan struggled keeping his hands to himself, he wanted desperately to roam his hands all over her.  He wondered if she would spew when he came in her mouth?  He had cum in the boy called Shaun, but not in the boy, Davy.  But with Krystal sucking him, he felt that he could.  
	At the five minute mark, Susan shouted out “Time!” but it was apparent that Krystal liked sucking and Nolan liked her sucking.
	“Are you going to cum?” Susan asked up blatantly.
	Nolan was taken aback by such a question from a young girl.  The answer “came” though without stating so, Krystal wasn’t too into slurping schlong juice and retched as the goo filled her mouth.

	“Oh fuck!” exclaimed Nolan.  He flopped his cock, sitting back as a lip smacking grossed out Krystal sat up from her deed.  Nolan was beside himself, hammering his cock as the feeling of the orgasm seethed throughout his hunky teenage body.
	Five minutes or so passed, Nolan seemed to have recovered.  Krystal remained where she was trying not to stare at the nakedness of Shaun and David, as well as Nolan.
	“I-I guess its my turn.” stated Susan, she handed off the stopwatch to Kolly.  Nolan reared back his shoulders, 
	“Do you really have to--”
	“He’ll beat the crud outta me, or us, all of us if I don’t.”
	Nolan looked up to the security dome.  “All right.” 
	Susan brushed her hair out of her face and “went down” on Nolan.

	Nolan and Krystal set back in awe, watching as a six year old sucked on Shaun and Davy—and Nolan noted that the boys seemed to like it!  (they did)  Afterwards, Shaun, Susan, Kolly, Davy, and even Kathy sat back.  Waiting.
	Nolan and Krystal looked to one another.
	“What?” asked Nolan.
	Shaun and Susan looked to themselves.  Shaun sighed, licked his lips and said, “All of us.  ALL of us--”
	“We ALL have to--” Susan said with an air of embarrassment about having to explain in explicit detail what was required of them.
	Nolan got it.  He shook his head, “No way, no freaking way.  She’s just a little kid!” he was quite adamant about it.
	“You’ll get your ass beat.” said Susan.
	“I don’t care!” 
	“He’s fucking psycho, he’ll probably beat us all!”
	“We’ll fight him!” declared Krystal.
	“He’s got one of those machines, one of those device things--”
	“An EMAD.” said Susan.
	“Yeah, one of those.” then, “we either do what he says on our own or he’ll make us--”
	“Plus beat the crud out of us.” added Shaun.
	There was a pause, a long pause.  Nolan sat with his butt on his heels shaking his head, “I-I don’t think I can do it,” masturbating slowly all the while, “she’s just a kid.”
	“We’re doomed.”