August Moone
Book 2
Roadtrips & Sidetrips
Chapter 11
More the Merrier

	Alice indeed enjoyed being hammered in all three holes by whatever and whoever.  Age and sex mannered not, just so long as she could enjoy it and she was free to do so.  She was relieved not to be so pressured to fend for herself (and son.)  She had three hundred dollars to her name.  Her possessions were mainly clothes and few antique furnishings.  August stowed the furnishings then introduced her to the mega crew.
	While Brock and Logan double teamed her Tommy lay out with Kristy on his cock and little Charlotte on his face.  The boy was really having at it, August couldn’t if whether the lad was enthralled to the max by screwing Kristy or having such a delightful little one on his face.  (not that it mattered)
	Alice had a small qualm with seeing her teenage son screw such young girls, she was bothered by it just a scouch.  Tommy wasn’t, after licking little Charlotte’s cunny Kristy helped her non-biological sibling Karen onto Tommy’s cum spurting cock.
	No one had any clothes on, Ara Lee was smoking a joint with her eldest daughter Megan; Stacie and Cheri were 69ing with Cheri on top, Jackie behind fucking Cheri in the ass with Stacie sucking on the boy’s hairless testicles.  September banged off into his sister Wendsy while she slurped on Rusty’s balls.  The other little boys Kevin and Kyle took turns boning Mallory.  It was a free for all.  Alice watched, looked, and lay in awe at the mystic of the incredible debauchery.
	Later on that night August counted heads and so noted little Kyle-7 snuggled up into the bare body of Alice Cahill, son Tommy was snuggled up with Kristy and Karen. 
Gunther Tallywick
	Logan had just banged off into Alice’s rearend, as she herself sucked off tenaciously on Jackie’s young eight year old pud.  August sat (still trying to recoup) with Wendsy occupying his lap (again) when a 1951 Midnight Blue very customized Chevy Panel rolled up to the single island pumps.  It towed behind a 20’ trailer.  
	The truck definitely caught August’s attention; it was Midnight Blue, chrome bumps, strips of chrome on the windows and mirrors, heavily tinted windows, fantastic mag commando tires, raised about five inches, with dual tandem wheels in the rear; and the rear was extended some four feet, too!
	August was highly intrigued, not even aware of Wendsy wriggling her dainty butt on his naked groin.  Methodically he held her, nuzzling his chin into the back of her noggin, his eyes feasting on the truck.  A lone occupant came out of the vehicle and checked out the fuel possibilities.  The truck had Wyoming plates.
	The lone occupant was not very tall, about average size and weight, he wore a Stetson hat and was lanky, August didn’t believe him to be a “cowboy” per se, but close.
	Wendsy clutched at August, she leaned into him and he was “aware” of her in his mind.  She was a very bizarre child.  He liked her.  Together they examined the interior of the new vehicle of interest.
	There were about a dozen kiddies within, there were no windows passed the cab so it was a little dark in the rear, but August (and Wendsy) saw well enough just the same.  The group was secured via ropes and handcuffs, they seemed to be in some mild distress.  They were still clothed, but August had a feeling that wasn’t going to last long.

	August had no real time schedule, he still had to wrestle with himself about his pending destiny.  A small part of him was considering poo-pooing the whole thing (‘cept the Device of course) and just going merrily on his way; take his brood someplace remote, serene, and private.
	While Rusty and Danny banged Alice into sexual-orgasmic oblivion, Tommy humped off on Claudia and her sister Megan, adult Charlotte and stoned Ara looked after the brood while August and Wendsy checked out the Interest.
	After filling his truck he nonchalantly entered the rustic roadside building to pay for the fuel and get a few goodies.  August and Wendsy were “unseen” at this point.  The proprietor of the store/restaurant smiled and made some sort of polite conversation.  The lone stranger was not in the chatting mood and didn’t reply much.  He paid for his fuel and gathered his munchies and left.
	Before August and Wendsy also left the store, on the radio station was broadcasting an alert about a rash of mass kidnappings from Denver and Boulder.  
	The man returned to his ride and disappeared into the bleak din beyond the cab.  August peeked.  He dispensed the munchies, allowing one individual at a time to have a free hand.  The “kiddies” ranged from as young as 6 to as old as 17.  Boys and girls.  August felt a strange kinship with the man.  Wendsy merely rolled her eyes.
	The kiddies were all frightened, and rightfully so they had the right to do so.  Nothing was said, though, the kids one by one either ate or drank, but otherwise remained quiet and still.
	“Anyone gotta pee?” the man said at last after the last one had had their fill of munchies.  No one said anything still but they all looked to one another.  August knew as well as the lone man that there were indeed some who were in “need.”  But no one ventured to say anything about it, so the man cleaned up the wrappers and drink cups, stuffed them into a trash bag, closed the curtain between the cab and rear area, and slumped into the driver’s seat.
	August hustled Wendsy back to the mega RV.

	Evening was coming on strong, the traffic was light, there were still storms about but none were close.  Though he initially wanted to boogy into Denver then sashay up north to the Indian reservation, change of plans.  With the Denver PD on full alert, the FBI and National Guard getting busy as well, traipsing thru the Mile High City with a load of sought after chit’lins himself was not a good idea.
	He feared losing the Subject, but he was interesting.  He didn’t want to freak the man out, either, so staying back was the best bet.  There was little to fear about really losing sight of the Interest from Wyoming, his vehicle and trailer were rather large and not so difficult to miss.
	September had the best eyes, he occupied the front passenger seat and kept vigil should the Subject get freaky and turn off suddenly and somehow August miss passing him by regardless.  The landscape of eastern Colorado was rather flat so the chances of that actually happening were remote; but not unlikely.
	The darkness looming up on them worried August, they crossed into Kansas and pulled into a rest stop area before Colby.  A few of August’s crew filtered out into the bleak of the night, heading for the restrooms, snack bar, and the pure darkness beyond the rest stop area lights (for a leg stretch and frolic.)
	August and Wendsy kept their attention on Wyoming.
	The driver’s side of the Wyoming vehicle opened and out stepped the lone man.  He stepped up to the sidewalk and took out a smoke and remained standing there for a while, leaning against the very nice cherry fully customized ‘51 Chevy Panel.
	Wyoming smoked up his ciggy then casually strolled to the restrooms.  August peeked on the “cargo” the man carried.  Most were sleeping, the little kids were anyways.  The teen kids of the bunch were awake and trying to communicate with one another--they had gags of various sorts in their mouths and their arms & legs well secured.
	Naturally they were lightly aware that their Abductor had left them, and naturally they were on about trying to make some noise or somehow someway get out of the horrible situation they were in.
	No dice, not on the noise making effort--the boys banged themselves against the wall of the panel, but it was kind of solid and well built, insulated, too.  They didn’t have enough room to maneuver themselves to make the most of their efforts.
	Besides, their Abductor was making tracks back to them, hands in his pockets, slinking along without care.  He tipped his hat to adult Charlotte and said something like “Ma’m.” At the panel he slid into the seat, but kept the door open.  He ripped a nice ole narly fart and waited a few minutes--possibly for the funk to dissipate.  He didn’t seem too worried about his “cargo.”  He lit up another cigarette and leaned back nonchalantly into the super comfy truck driver’s seat.
	The radio played jazz music from the 40s & 50s, a station coming out of Topeka just a few miles down the interstate.  At the midnight hour there was a station break, a break for news.  It was interesting, August recognized some of the national “missing” as those he carried, and some were possibly Wyoming’s.  There were indeed risks involved in the narly shenanigans the two men enjoyed.  August didn’t know how the man “acquired” HIS cargo, but certainly was interested.
	At length the man shut the door to his fine ride, tossed the butt of the ciggy out and fired up the truck.  He didn’t go far, just out beyond the regular parking area and into the serious darkness.  Again he left the truck and entered into the trailer he towed.  August wondered if the man was to go to sleep and leave his “cargo” as is.
	He didn’t.  He brought out a briefcase/suitcase that would generally house sensitive equipment or instruments usually encased in foam.  There was a hidden sliding door to the panel, like August had on his ride.  The man entered in, shut the door, and switched on a low intensity light.  It wasn’t blinding and gave off a soft glow.  The heavy black curtain separating the cargo area to the cab was sufficient enough to encase the light within.
	Despite the thick insulated walls of the ‘51 panel, August and his newest ability to “see thru walls” was not stopped.  The kids all huddled against the wall, all were wide awake now.  Wyoming eyed them all, said nothing, removed his head gear (the Stetson) and began opening the two cases he had brought.
	August was right, equipment, sensitive equipment.  He began setting up the “equipment” and it soon turned out to be some sort of sophisticated video camera set up.  A small hand-held video camera was placed up in a corner by the rear of the vehicle, another in the up corner by the passenger side front.  The main camera was set up in the middle just at the curtain.
	“Alrighty now,” drawled the man, “lemme explain a couple of thing to you.”  He tugged at his nose and squinted his blue eyes.  He looked to be in his mid 40s, possibly early 40s.  There was a little grey to his temples and eyebrows, he was lean, average weight and height.
	“You all are gonna do as I damn well tell ya, or you’re gonna suffer.” He let his words linger and filter to each one of them.  “Don’t mess with me, none of ya, or one of you at a time will suffer.” and he brought out to play a handheld object, a retrofitted stun gun.  He clicked it on and the prongs (four of them) tingled with electricity.
	He let the unsaid message settle in among them, August saw the eyes of the acquired ones widen with ultimate fear.  August liked this man, they had something in common!
	“Do as I say, at all times, DON’T PISS ME OFF!” and he clicked the stun gun to life again.  “If you all wanna get out of this situation you will do as I tell ya!”
	He then pulled from the wall one of the little ones, a young boy about nine years old.  He was still restrained via handcuffs and wrestled down onto the thick shag carpeting.	Wyoming looked over the frightened still group, settling at last on one of the young teen boys.  He nodded to himself and then moved unrestrain the lad.  He returned to the young boy laying down and pressed the modified stun gun to the boy’s bum.  He then stared at the teen boy, a young fella named Kirk, he was a Christian.
	“Take off your clothes.” the man said.  His name was Gunther, and he was an asshole.
	
	Kirk was very shaken and disturbed by the command.  A low intensity light came on the video cameras, Gunther clicked the stun gun on and the boy jerked, twitched and began to wail.  “This has ten settings,” Gunther told, “no one’s been able survive past level 6.” he glared at the teen boy, Kirk and reiterated, “Take OFF your clothes.  NOW!”
	Not hurriedly, but not slowly either, Kirk complied.  He was embarrassed about stripping down while in the company of others, especially girls, including his own sister sitting behind him.  Kirk was merely thirteen years young, a skinning body, well groomed, bearing a Christian emblem on a chain, and had been praying earlier.		
	Kirk slowly came down to being just in his crisp white underwear.  His body was fine, hairless, not very muscular, thick dark hair trimmed nicely, he was in the beginning stages of being a “hunk.”
	Wendsy beside August made a sublte “Mmmmmm” sound.  
	‘Down girl.’ August Minded to her.  She squeezed his hand and continued watching the “show.”	
	The show continued with Kirk sitting up on his knees shucking his underwear.  His young pud was as it should, shriveled up with the a nice crop of dark bushy fur.  The girls who flanked him and had ample visual viewing quickly averted their eyes.
	“NO!” suddenly shouted Gunther.  The girls had to look at the nude Kirk.  Kirk had tried to conceal his nudity but a stern glare from the Abductor put his hands to his sides.
	Gunther then looked to another teen boy, about fifteen-ish.  “Strip.” he said.  The boy seemed disenchanted and clearly didn’t want to, Kirk was tossed the handcuff keys and told to undo Ted’s restraints.  Kirk also finally removed his underwear then resumed his position on his knees with his sister directly behind him.
	Fifteen year old Ted was a striking lad, taller than Kirk, equally dark hair, very handsome.  He was more rugged, though, he had a more muscular body than that of Kirk’s.  He stripped down without much fussing, his cock was uncut and his balls sagged.
	Another yummy sound erupted from the ogling Wendsy.
	After Ted had shucked his underwear and was equally as nude as Kirk, it was finally a girl’s turn.  No one knew what this was about--the kidnapping, the abduction, the video camera--but clearly the Aggressor had a plan.
	It was associate and friend of Ted’s who got the command to strip off her clothing.  She seriously didn’t want to and was mostly aghast at having to do such a thing.  There was no way.
	So young nine year old Josh suffered for her refusal.  The boy twitched and jerked and wet himself.  He cried out in some pain and anguish, mostly it was stifled by the gag in his mouth, but his screams of distress were clearly heard by all who were present.
	Holly began undressing, she was miffed and embarrassed and definitely not into the act of stripping down before others, but for the sake of the little boy Josh whom she did not know, she complied.
	Ted and Holly knew one another, they worked together at a Children’s Facility in Boulder & Denver, helping disabled children ride horses.  Seven year old Lisa and nine year old Josh were friends who walked together from their school to their daycare center to await pick up from their parents.	
	Then there were the McKoys.  Kyle, Krista, and Kirk.  Siblings.  Christians.  They were a group in another sense, too--singers.  They sang at various churches ‘cause they were good at it.  Kyle was the oldest sibling at seventeen, Krista was fifteen with the nude Kirk at thirteen.
	The largest group “acquired” consisted of eight from a local television show in the Denver area.  They ranged from twelve years to six; four boys, four girls.  They were all the object of Gunther Tallywick’s attention.
	Holly tried to hold on to keeping her simple white bra and purple cotton panties on, but no dice, a stern look of warning from Gunther and she knew that Josh would suffer.  The boy’s pants had been jerked down and the electrifying prongs of the pain inducer pressed against the boy’s flesh at the crease of his thigh and ass.
	Holly slipped off her undies and bra and sat cradling herself.  Gunther collected the spent clothing and bundled them into a ditty bag.  “Lay down.” Gunther told Holly.  Holly hung her mouth open and stared wide eyed at the man.  She blinked once, twice, and then heard the “click” of the gadget in the man’s hand.  She gulped and moved about slowly laying out on the thick carpeting.  Her hands came to rest concealing her pussy, but a shout from her Tormentor to put her hands to her side came and she complied.
	Both Kirk and Ted began to “sprout” wood.
	It was now time for a little Q&A.
	“You finger youself?” asked Gunther.  The question was actually open to anyone, but mainly directed at Holly.  The fifteen year old bit her lip as she stared up to the paneled ceiling, she blinked her pretty blue eyes excessively and didn’t answer.
	(not until the Pain Inducer clicked on)
	She nodded her head, she had nice blond hair, thick and silky, well maintained and cascading lightly down her shoulders.  She had such poise about her, she was very pretty and popular among the young peoples at the horse ranch she worked.
	“Show me.”
	Oh my God!
	It showed in Holly’s face.  She was shocked and totally shocked.  There was just no way.
	Until little Josh let out a horrific scream.  Holly turned her head and saw the boy’s wet undies pulled down exposing his ass and the gadget of the Bastard sending electrifying pain into the boy’s bum.  Holly cried.  Kirk and Ted tried to make a daring move of bravery but Josh screamed louder and flopped like a fish out of water.  Gunther then brought out another gadget, smaller than the Pain Inducer, and activated it.
	It let out an ear piercing screech, causing all who heard it to wallow in pain and serious discomfort.  August and Wendsy were somewhat effected as well, it caused Wendsy to pee herself, it caused August to go temporarily blinded.  The sensation lasted momentarily and August was unable to utilize the “see thru walls” function for several minutes.
	No matter--not much had transpired during that time, the group all were crying with Holly and Krista hysterical.  When several minutes had elapsed and a so-so calmness came to them all, Holly was once more commanded to masturbate.
	She did.  Not very reverently, not pleasingly.  
	“Have you ever been masturbated?” came the question from the Tormentor.  Holly had to think about that one--what did he mean.  Then, ‘Oh.” she shook her head in the negative.
	“You ever suck cock?”
	No.
	“You ever take it up the ass?”
	No.
	“Ever munch on another girl’s pussy?”
	Not No but HELL No!
	She was asked if she managed to bring herself to orgasm.  Did she fantasize about getting naked with other girls, boys.  Did she care to get gangbanged.  WOULD she suck a guy’s cock rather than take it to her pussy or asshole.
	She did on occasion bring herself to cum.  She had no desire to be in among a throng of nude boys, no matter if they were “hung” or not.  She would NEVER suck a guy’s dick or slurp his cum.  She couldn’t answer the one about would she take a guy’s cock to her asshole or pussy.
	Kirk and Ted flanked her, both had stiffies by this point, both commanded to look at her fine nude body.  Both lightly fondled themselves.  Kirk was asked if he was a virgin.  He turned beet red but nodded that it was so.  He was asked further if he at least jerked off.  He shook his head No he did not.  Gunther knew he was lying, so did August.  But he (Kirk) possibly said he did not for the sake of his sibling sister now off to the side of him and having a better angle at his schlong.
	Ted also claimed to be a virgin, both August and Gunther knew better.  He was too handsome to be passed up for a romp.  He admitted to jerking off, though.  He did NOT fool around with little girls (OR boys.)  He never sucked another guy’s cock or even handled one OR even fantasized about it.  He was appalled and genuinely so.
	The point & direct question came neatly at Ted, “You ever want to FUCK Holly?”  to wit Ted gulped and was stunned.  He looked to Holly who was looking at him.  He gently shook his head in the negative.  But he did, he definitely did in a big way.  Pre-cum began to glisten on the tip of his nob…
	“I’ll give ya a choice,” sneered Gunther, “put it in her mouth, or her pussy, and fuck until you cum--then I’ll let you go.”
	Now who was lying.
	Ted looked to Holly.  His cock strengthened, his balls snugged up to his person, he was almost to the point of cumming right then.  Holly blinked her pretty eyes and there was an ever so subtle shake of her head, not the mouth.  
	So Ted scooted to be between her legs.  Holly positioned her legs like a good Missionary and Ted lay his cock against the delicate entrance to Holly’s love tunnel.  He locked his arms while straddling her and angled his cock against her, Holly herself took his member and help usher it into her.  She WAS a virgin, but still knew the Ins and Outs of lovemaking.
	And lovemaking commenced--with a few grunts and groans, moans and umphs.  There was blood from the broken cunny but love cream prevailed minutes later.  Ted remained steadfast above his work associate, sweat dripping off of his sheen body, his ass muscles flexing tautly as he moved his hips to & fro.
	Finally the orgasm of all orgasms came, Ted fluttered his eyes and strained his aching cum shooting schlong deep into Holly’s cunt, he pulled out partly instinctively and humped madly while he could.  
	Holly gripped her lover and bucked him as the flow of orgasmic pleasures filled her and she temporarily lost how incredulous the ordeal really was.  Ted succumbed to a lengthy orgasmic “Ahhhhh” and virtually collapsed onto Holly.  She pushed him off and he lay on his back, cum still oozing from his wang, right in full view of the kids and Krista.
	Krista averted her eyes, as did most of the others, save for the ever so curious girl, Julie.  She was a bright eyed ten year old in among those “acquired” from the downtown Denver public broadcasting television show.
	A thirsty rag was tossed to Holly and Ted, “Clean yourselves up.” commanded Gunther.  Methodically the two complied readily with that order.  Gunther fondled Josh’s ass, squeezed the boy’s cheeks, then slipped the pain giving gadget into the boy’s cheeks, “Turn over.” he commanded thusly to Holly.  Holly finished cleaning her gash and found the strength to comply.
	“Rub it.” Gunther said to Kirk.  Kirk paused but noted the placement of the Pain Inducer, he began caressing Holly’s bare sweaty ass.  “Finger the hole.” “Squeeze the cheeks.”  “Spank the ass.” and lastly “Kiss it.” came nextly.
	Thereafter Kirk’s ass was rock hard as ever it had ever been.
	Holly was back to crying, tearing up, clawing at the carpet, clenching her ass as she knew what was going to happen next.  Gunther looked down to the boy wriggling in discomfort beside him, then to Kirk and Holly, and then to Krista.
	“I’ll give ya a choice, boy--in her ass, or her mouth!” followed by, “And you WILL cum in one of them!”
	Kirk wanted to pass out, he was close to it.  His eyes blinked excessively, nostrils flared, this was almost more than his young teenage mind could take.
	Krista didn’t know what to make of it, either.
	The little kids were all still in shock, crying, with a couple of the wee ones wetting themselves.  Oldest sibling Kyle again tried to be some sort of hero by making a daring move, then bitching and cussing out the Tormentor.
	Young Josh suffered until he suffered no more.  His body at length twitched violently and then no more.  The second gadget came into play once more, blinding and deafening all (including August and Wendsy.)
	The sliding door of the panel opened, August quickly pulled Wendsy back out of the way.  He couldn’t see to well, not inside the truck anyways and barely anywhere else.  Inside could be heard the wailings of the captives.  Gunther ambled out carrying the nude lifeless body of Josh.  He strode out into the bleak darkness into the desert and was gone for some time.  A damning headache and nausea kept August by the truck or he would have followed to see what was going on.
	Thirty minutes later and Gunther returned, re-entered the panel and pulled little seven year old Lisa down beside him.  She wore a checkered pleated party-like dress.  It was pulled up and her yellow duckie panties pulled down.  The Pain Inducer pressed to her bare flesh, “Alrighty now, shall we do this again?”

	Krista made sounds, noises, but it was unclear whether she indicated that they were “yummy” sounds or other.  Her hands and feet were free to move about, her legs set up before her, her hands clamped to her brother Kirk’s bare ass as his cock filled her mouth.
	The boy’s ass flinched as indicating a closeness to the wondrous orgasmic pleasure all boys endured.  He was standing, hands in his sister’s hair, balls flapping as he rocked hard back and forth, the strain of orgasm etched on his face and then suddenly he was jerking.
	Cum spilled out of the corners of Krista’s mouth.  She pulled back as the salty goo was most displeasing to her.  She retched more, gagged, choked, and was close to vomiting.  Her brother’s cock now out of her mouth she was now having her face coated with his splooge.
	“Jerk him completely off.” said Gunther.
	Krista gripped her brother’s cum shooting schlong and “helped him finish the deed.”  Both teens panted and began “cooling down.”  All eyes of the acquired group were upon them.  
	Gunther gave a head nod to Kyle.  The boy knew it would soon be his turn.  He stripped down and stood on his knees, his cock very stiff indeed.
	“Now tell me, lads--you both wanted to FUCK your sister, very badly, yes?”  August detected a slight European accent in Gunther’s voice, German and Greek.  
	When neither boy answered, Lisa was heard to squeal and pee herself as the Pain Inducer was introduced to her.  Both Kirk and Kyle nodded their heads, despite being devotedly Christian, screwing their sister was indeed something both boys wanted to do.
	And for Kyle, it was something he had already done.
	Up Krista’s ass.  She had sucked him, too.  She had masturbated him and he had fingered her--both before they were old enough to know better.  It was purely an exploratory thing and nothing more ever happened.  But it was still on their minds.
	Kirk seemed miffed, he had missed out.
	“Lay down and spread your legs.” Gunther commanded.  Krista scarcely hesitated.  She lay down with her head up against a wheel well--which was actually now just a concealed boarded up “goody” box.  The truck was “raised” and no longer required the “wheel well” for bounce room.
	Both her brothers (as well as the other boys) admired Krista’s nude body.  It was fine.  It was delicious.  Lovely apple sized breasts, a well trimmed blond bush, great skin.  Krista was the only one to have blond hair rather than dark hair like her brothers.  
	“You ever eat a girl’s cunt out?” the question was asked of both siblings.  Both shook their heads that they hadn’t.  They were given the nod to do so.  And while one noshed on Krista’s quim, the other took sustenance on Krista’s “apples.”
	Cum once more began to drip from Kirk’s cock.  He got the nod to go ahead and entered Krista’s pussy.  Meanwhile, with Kyle at Krista’s head, she sucked him, fondled his balls, and came in multiple spasms.
	For his next trick--Krista “assumed” the position, on all fours.  Brother Kyle behind her parting her cheeks, fondling and fingering her virgin poop chute.  Bother Kirk was at her head, slowly stroking his cock as the proceedings at the rear continued.
	Kyle poked and prodded his sister’s backdoor, then was commanded to “go down on it” and give it a good tonguing.  Kyle held back a moment, then looked to the distraught Lisa clenching her ass cheeks, he closed his eyes and began reverently pressing his prick into Krista’s rectum.
	Krista held her poise, her breath, clenched her cheeks.  She reacted as she should for being one having her virgin backdoor breeched.  Brother Kyle made careful but stern penetration, easing his cock head in, pulling out and reinserting until finally the shaft was making “headway.”
	The boy soon had the whole length of his average 6-incher up inside his sister’s crapper.  He pulled back and re-entered, then began a steady bout of slow butt fucking.  Krista sucked on brother Kirk’s cock in the meantime.
	Both boys creamed her, Kyle cumming firstly and then Kirk.
	Kyle fell away and was so ordered to do so and to move out of the way.  Krista was commanded to pull her own cheeks open and thusly allow the kiddies lined up behind to have a real good look at her cum shooting corn hole.  The kids were commanded to watch, to look, and admire.
	Kirk had cum, but his cock was steadily still stiff.  Cum had indeed spewed forth into his sister’s mouth, but his cock had not gone flaccid.  He moaned, groaned, squeezed himself at the base of his schlong, fondled his balls and rubbed his prick all over his gagging retching sister’s face.
	“Lay down.” commanded Gunther.  Kirk readily complied, he was a little frapped.  His mind confused and filled with orgasmic pleasures.  Sister Krista had to mount him, she knew what was to transpire.  She looked painfully at the innocent child Lisa, in her mind she knew what had happened to the unfortunate Josh.  She closed her eyes and eased down onto Kirk’s cock.
	Ted got the joyous joy of butt fucking Krista--while Kirk was still in her pussy.  Kyle came to nosh on Holly’s cunt, suck on her titties, and then fuck her.  The kiddies lined up behind the humping teens got more than an eyeful.

	Kyle didn’t achieve cum shooting orgasm, he was virtually spent.  He tried, he humped on Holly for several minutes, pulled his cock out on his own and humped her pussy from the outside.  He was in dire agony.  Then came the command, “Put in your sister’s mouth.”
	Kyle hesitated--it meant two things; his cock freshly expunged from Krista’s crapper, inserted into Holly’s cunt, it was a very gamey cock to be putting into Krista’s mouth.  Krista, too, herself was not overly pleased at the new command.  And secondly, it meant that his balls and yea his very sex would be right on Kirk’s face.
	Kirk rolled his face to one side as Kyle complied with the command.  Krista retched and came very close to vomiting.  Somehow she didn’t.  She power sucked Kyle, hoping to bring him to orgasm to lessen the strength of his cock and thusly hopefully he wouldn’t be able to fuck anymore.
	“Suck his balls.” came the horrible command from Gunther.  It was directed at the very appalled Kirk.  Kirk engulfed his brother’s sweaty musty gamey testicles and retched as much as his sister did.
	Kirk held onto his brother’s nude sweaty ass, humped up into his humping down sister, sucked his brother’s balls, and slowly entered into euphoria.  A sexual bliss that was the “crossing line.”  He could rebuke the horror he was involved in, or enjoy it.  His Christian ethics, morals, persona all pestered him about what was happening.
	Kyle began to spew, he farted and his balls exploded, a massive wad of super sticky icky gooey cum filled Krista’s mouth.  The girl retched and vomited the goo back out onto her brother’s sex.  Kirk blasted a load of teen spunk up into Krista’s cunt.  His body shook and twitched and he gave a very satisfying “Ahhhhhh.”
	Ted, too, had filled Krista’s body, her asshole.  He had cum early and so spent the remainder of the time spanking Krista’s ass, fingering her hole, spanking her with his cock, and placing hickies on her ass flesh.

	Round Two
	An air vent in the ceiling was popped open and a circulatory fan was switched on.  The four teens were allowed a brief respite, a drink of water and a rag to clean off their sexes.  Thereafter, it was round two.
	Round Two had Krista and Holly hooking up, Holly on the bottom with the horrified Krista on top, 69 position.  Holly didn’t seem to be too horrified by the ordeal, she was appalled but didn’t fuss.  The girls were prompted to lick and suck on one another, the nude boys watching the tongues flick; Gunther leaned close to Kirk and whispered into his ear, August had to enhance his Device Sneak abilities to hear:  “Wanna make it with one of the little girls?”
	Kirk went flush, there was no way.  His mind whirred and he could scarcely breath.  Gunther leaned back and patted Lisa’s nude ass, Kirk looked back and it was seen that his cock indeed returned to “life.”
	Krista and Holly were cuffed together by Kyle and Ted, then the boys were returned to their places and cuffed into place.  Gunther moved the kiddies and selected one of the oldest pre-teen boys, “Chip.”  He was a handsome fart, very.  Athletic, soccer player.  He was rugged but had a great smile, perfect teeth, nice hair.  Whether by fright or not able to hold it, he had wet himself good.  He was embarrassed about it, he wore beige slacks.  Gunther stood him up on his knees and stared at him, “Remember, DON’T PISS ME OFF!” then, “Got it?” the boy nodded that he indeed had “got it.”
	Gunther then brought a lovely young girl up, Julie-10.  Long light sandy brown hair that was curled at the ends.  She was a lovely child, very pretty, inquisitive, curious, with astonishing appearance.  At ten she was, too, beginning to “sprout.”  A checkered blouse she wore, semi-tight jeans, shoes with pink socks.  She was truly frightened, shaking in place as she was stood up to face her co-worker/friend.
	“Take off his clothes.” came the command.  Julie’s blue eyes so very round nearly exploded out of her head.  Her mouth hung open in pure shock.  “Oh my God!” she uttered, so did Holly and Krista.
	The click of the stun gun activating shook Julie and nervously she removed Chip’s shirt.  He was bare chested underneath, he was hairless and virtually lily white.  He was also twelve.  Gunther didn’t have a “backside” view of Chip’s backside, August and Wendsy did.  On Chip’s backside were some welt marks.
	Chip was given the command, interrupting Julie’s progress.  Chip had the task of doing likewise unto Julie, removing her dark purple top.  Both kids closed their eyes with Chip finally opening his .  It was apparent that there was a slight rise in his jeans when finally Julie’s garment was off and she was in a small trainer.
	There was a long pause, Krista seemed to be praying, her eyes were closed--opening only when she heard movement.  Kyle was in shock and dismay.  Kirk--Kirk tugged on his lips and stared at the partially nude Julie with a hungry fascination in his eyes.
	“Remove it.” commanded Gunther.  Chip knew what he meant and that he was the one being spoken to.  The boy leaned forward and reached about, undoing a bra was not a technique Chip was familiar with.   He fumbled a bit but finally managed to unclasp the item and slip it off the girl.  She was distressed and visibly upset--but there was more--much more to cum.
	Both began to breath hard as Julie had the task of taking Chip’s pants down.  His boner was evident and grew as Julie’s face neared--she had undone and unzipped and had to lean in close to pull the garment down.  All the Acquired Ones’ shoes had been removed prior…
	Chip stepped out of his jeans, clenched his fist and seemed both frightened and pissed.  Gunther nodded to him and he began the task of undoing Julie’s jeans.  Julie shed a flood of tears, gulped a lot, and equally clenched her fists.
	Simple white cotton undies she wore.  Nice, though, hip huggers.  Her ass was lovely, truly lovely.  (but wasn’t every ten year old’s?)  Chip lowered the jeans all the way down and Julie stepped out of them.  The next task, the remaining one was the biggie.  And it was Julie’s turn, too.  Again, both Chip and Julie held their breath, breathed hard, clenched their fists and Julie did the deed, taking Chip’s underwear down.
	Krista uttered, “Oh God!”  
	Chip had a nice boner.  There was a small welt across his bare ass, too, that was noticed.  But other than that, he was nice looking.  Wendsy was intrigued by him, she wrinkled her nose and was lightly fingering herself. 
	Chip went to his knees and lowered Julie’s undies, he kept his attention to the floor but was commanded to look at the girl’s sex.  Julie gathered their cast off clothing and handed them off to Gunther, who quickly stuffed them into the ditty bag.
	“Alrighty,” Gunther grinned.  He laid the Pain Inducer onto Lisa’s prim little ass, his other gadget in his other hand for all to see, “Kiss.” he told the newest nude pair.  Chip and Julie reared back at that.  They were friends but not that friendly.  But then again, the situation prompted them to reconsider.
	A light peck.  It annoyed their Tormentor, he left Lisa and came forward the few feet distance he had been and placed the Pain Inducer to Chip’s testicles.  He glared at the two, “I warned you--DON’T PISS ME OFF, YOU WON’T LIKE ME WHEN I’M PISSED!”
	Chip wriggled and rolled on the floor, peeing and convulsing uncontrollably for several minutes before the seething pain teeming throughout his body subsided.  Gunther pressed the lovely convincing item to Julie’s ass, “You’ll be next if…” and he let it hang like that.
	The two brought their lips together and finally Chip slipped in his tongue, much to the approval of their Bastard.
	Julie turned about and bent over, parted her own cheeks.  Chip took a moment to admire the girl’s ass, take it all in, then lean in and give the crack and hole a lick and a kiss.
	Kirk and Kyle were sporting hard-ons again, with Kirk squeezing out some more cum.  Ted seemed in some agony, too.  Krista and Holly were appalled and tried not to watch--when they could get away with it.
	Chip was soon commanded to press his cock to Julie’s hole, but not in.  He got to hump the girl’s crack, spank her ass with his cock, all inducing his cock into a major erection.  One of which the young perplexed horrified girl had to at length masturbate, fondle, and then kiss gingerly the head and piss slit before engulfing it.
	The first taste of schlong was not a pleasing one.  She made disparaging faces, retchings, and all sorts of displeasure--but did the deed of “cocksucking” just the same.  Chip didn’t cum, but he was real close.
	Afterwards Chip again returned his attention to Julie’s lovely ass.  Kissing it, another hickie here, another hickie there, licking up and down the crack, and finally diddling the hole.  All of which made Julie squirm, she cried, tensed up, and shook uncontrollably with fear and confusion and -- and everything.
	A bit of pre-cum soiled Chip’s dick, he was ready.
	Gunther had the girl lay down, knees up, legs wide.  Chip sat between her legs looking at her nudity, her pussy.  He was in awe.  He also go to check out Krista and Holly.  Ted and Krista’s brother’s sported major erections, but with their hands now resecured behind them they were unable to please themselves so they twisted in some agony.
	Chip was in “some agony” himself.  He soon got the go ahead to “go down” on the hapless frightened girl.  Chip hesitated, Lisa squirmed and shrieked as she was electrified.  Chip went down and tongued Julie’s virgin pussy.
	The sensation was incredible.  Not incredulous, just incredible.  He knew that a girl peed from there.  (inasmuch as Julie knew that a boy peed from his cock.)  Chip dragged his tongue up and down the hairless poon, digging into the slit and seemingly enjoying himself--albeit inexperienced with such a hideous task.
	After only a few minutes of tonguing (cunnilingus) Chip was instructed to “mount & fuck”.  He was already semi clued in on how to do that, and with the prior viewing of Krista and Holly being “mounted & fucked” by the boys, he was well enough schooled.
	But Julie was his friend.  It was difficult to comply.  She was a friend, an associate on their dopey kiddie television show.  But who else was he to sink his bone into?  A stranger?  His hesitation only caused Lisa to scream thru her gag, pee and contort for several seconds.  Holly and Kyle both yelled at the boy to “just do it!”
	And so he did.
	He wasn’t an expert.  When asked during his brief Q&A; Chip was only recently beginning to “play” with himself.  He had fantasies about girls, that was natural, but he also semi was curious about “guys.”  he really hated admitting that, but Lisa was shrieking so….
	He merely wanted to see girls (of any age) in their underwear, and especially less.  He had never molested any girls, but had stole looks to little girls of friends of his, family, and so on while the child was racing about nude or in their undies.  It caused him those times to seriously “play with himself.”
	His young pud lay on Julie’s cunt, rubbing up and down.  Julie tensed up, gulping for air, mouth open in shock and dismay, eyes wide, staring up to the ceiling.  Gunther moved and eyed over the captives, licked his lips thoughtfully, then smiled as he rested his attention to Krista.
	Again she was unrestrained.  “Rub his ass.” she was told.  Krista almost bawled.  She clenched her eyes tight as well as her jaw, she was emotional from one end--horrified, to the other--pissed off.  But she laid her hand onto Chip’s delicate ass and caressed it.  She squeezed his cheeks and then had to help guide his cock into Julie’s very virgin cunny.
	Julie was not even masturbating herself yet.  She wiped it and cleaned it, nothing more.  She was mildly curious about boys, but not sexually.  She was slightly aware of how “sex” was preformed, but not wholly.  She knew a lot of “bad” words, she went to a public school and traipsed thru the mall.  Most of the words were just that, words.  What they actually meant she had no idea.  (But in the short time she was a captive of Gunther Tallywick’s, she was learning more than she ever thought she would (about those words.))
	Krista continued to keep her hand on Chip’s pumping ass, she continued to clench herself tight and then was told to “finger bang” herself.  The statement was appalling and distasteful to her, but she was nude and had already been sexually violated.  With her legs stretched out and open, she indeed finger banged herself into a furor.
	Chip came in Julie, his first ejaculation.  He tightened up, humped like a rabbit (or dog) and pulled out.  He was not thrilled with the “blood” coating his cock and balls, thighs.  Julie was totally freaking out.  Krista had the task of calming the two as well as “cleaning” them, using super absorbent towels.
	Surprisingly (or not) Chip’s dick did not die down after cumming in Julie.  Even after Krista wiped it down and cleaned it it remained quite stiff.  Not so surprising there, Krista was a nice dish!  When Krista turned her attention to the distraught Julie, Chip had a nice view of Krista’s ass.  
	Gunther smiled evilly and prompted the young fella to train his attention to Krista’s ass, to lick, suck, kiss, and finally--fuck.  Chip licked Krista’s ass as she lay somewhat on little Julie.  Krista was commanded to finger Julie’s pussy, to make it feel better after her first hump.  
	Chip licked the crack, parting the cheeks and going for broke.  He soon was straddling up and poking at her clenching backdoor entrance.  Chip was practically out of his mind.  He didn’t want to do this, not in front of everybody, but he didn’t want to be denied the tremendous sensation that humping a hole (any hole) could bring.
	Little Lisa’s body twitched and contorted as a result of his hesitation until finally Krista reached underneath (on her own) gripped his cock and “pushed” him into her.
	Chip’s instincts took over from there, he went in fully and humped like a dog.  He liked it, though he was still embarrassed about it.

	After filling Krista’s corn hole with his essence, his cock STILL did not go flaccid.  Krista stroked him, fondled his balls, sucked his balls, cleaned his cock and then helped stuff it into Julie’s corn hole.  The young girl was absolutely frantic, she remained on her back, holding her own legs back.  Chip once more was prompted to lick out her dirt chute, then Krista helped introduce his cock to her backdoor.  
	When after several minutes of arduous fucking had commenced, the boy finally came and came his last.  He had no more, his cock almost immediately shrunk.  Krista had to suck the cock as well as clean Julie’s rim.  She retched, gagged, and vomited.

	With super hard cocks raging it would be a sin not to bring them off.  Krista had to help Julie do just that, go down on Kyle, Kirk, and Ted.  Krista rubbed/caressed Julie’s ass, fingered the hole, and helped her suck off the three boys, bringing each one to orgasm.  Julie naturally was not so into this, she retched and gagged and almost hurled at the offense.
	The three boys now relieved, though, allowed Julie to sit out the next round.  She still retched and made faces, cocksucking was a “learned” event.  Kyle had tried the most to not cum in the ten year old’s mouth, he tried not to like it, but all the blatant nudity, the oral and anal and pussy penetration--that just wouldn’t be denied.  It was unChristian-like, but sex was sex!
	Kirk and Ted also had a tough time denying the fact that getting a hummer and rubbing their schlong against a girl’s body no matter what the age--didn’t matter.  The sensations of doing such were too mind-boggling not to relinquish into submission.  (They would chastise themselves later…)
	
	Young Lisa twitched and contorted until all the captives finally yelled and bitched enough to young Michael to comply with their Tormenting Bastard’s commands.  The young re-teen had a hard time doing so, he was frightened beyond belief, angry, pissed off, and had visibly wet himself in the process.  But he finally stood with the gentle encouraging of Minn.  She was of Chinese parentage, Americanized.  She was demure, flat chested, nice ass though.  Long silky sleek black hair, a flat face with plain features all around.
	She took Michael’s hand and helped him to stand once he had been unrestrained.  He trembled and shook and held his hands before himself, trying to conceal the fact that he had peed in his pants.  Michael was a geek.  Long neck, very blond hair, very blue eyes, slender-slender body, played soccer and basketball, sang in the school choir, a member of the school band, honor student, chess club member, all added up to GEEK.  
	He didn’t wear glasses or braces, then he would be a nerd.
	His beige corduroys told the tale of his inability to hold his pee.  He wasn’t alone, others had done so as well.  No one really cared, there were other issues to worry and ponder about rather than a weak bladder.  (it was understandable besides.)
	It was Minn who took him by the hand and pulled him up.  It was Minn who calmly took the task of undressing Michael, totally without stopping, pausing, or hesitating.  She didn’t even bat an eye when Michael’s schlong pronounced itself before her as she lowered her friend’s wet undies.  His clothes she gathered and handed them off to the Tormenting Bastard One.  
	Once back before Michael she nodded and took his hands to her dark blue low frills top.  The boy timidly removed it, shivering all the while.  Minn was indeed flat chested.  Just nipples, like two aspirin on an ironing board.  She was not lily white but very tan.  Only lily white skin where tank top straps were gave insight to her sun worshipping abilities.
	Michael fumbled about while undoing Minn’s jeans, the girl helped and as he stooped down to lower the garment, his cock increased in size and began spurting cum already! 
	His entire young geeky body tightened as he sat on his knees staring at Minn clad merely in her orange panties.  Orange brief type undies, plain with only a lacey hem.  The undies fit her snuggly and Michael was in fits.
	Minn hooked her thumbs into her panties and was to pull them down, but Gunther cleared his throat, making a noise that indicated she should not, it was Michael’s turn.
	The twelve year old sucked in his breath and drew up his courage and lowered the panties himself.  Minn’s ten year snatch was right there at eyeball height to greet him.  It was trim, bald, fresh, and virginal.
	Q&A:
	“Do you finger yourself?”
	Minn No; Michael Yes.
	“Have you ever been fingered by someone else?”
	Minn Yes; Michael No.
	“Have you ever been FUCKED in the ass?”
	Minn Yes; Michael Yes.
	“Have you ever molested someone younger than yourself?”
	Minn No; Michael Yes.
	The admissions under dire duress were horrifying, it caused a sullness among the group.  It didn’t seem to bother most, even Minn.  She seemed to have the ability to shrug it off.  Michael was horrified that he had to fork over the info.  As for the details; he had finger banged his little four year old cousin, giving her baths and sometimes joining her.  He never penetrated her, but he definitely fingered her.  He DID hump her, with their clothes on.  He had an uncle that buggered him a few times, the last time was as recent as three months.
	Minn had been buggered by an older brother.  She had never sucked him, but she had masturbated him and brought him to cum.  Michael jerked his pud until he came, he was a bed humper, had an older sister and a younger brother.  He had never seen his mother nude or even in her undies, but he had seen his 16 yr old sister naked a few times--a few times she knew about and other times she did not.  He seriously wanted to fuck her.  He didn’t know girls fingered themselves--until just recently.
	Minn fingered Michael.  She caressed his organ, cupped his virtually hairless balls, loving stroked his cum shooting bone and then eased down to her knees.  She admired the schlong proudly poised before her, then she closed her eyes and swallowed it.
	She was amazing.  She needed no prompting or scolding, she acted on her own.  She wasn’t overly eager to please, but was aware any refusal meant the little girl Lisa would suffer more.  Minn knew that the little boy Josh was probably dead.  Dead & buried.
	She engulfed Michael’s prick, sucking on the cummy cockhead and then devouring the rest of the member.  One hand clutching at his tezzies while the other caressed his super smooth lily white ass.  Michael rocked back and forth as Minn sucked him, he was exploding off into her mouth all the way.  Minn swallowed his spunk and finally had had enough and had drained him.  She sat back, slurping, gulping, making some displeasing faces about the deed, but shrugged the offense off just the same.
	When both had caught their breaths Minn laid down, without having to be told to do so.  Michael knew what he had to do, he thought it over, looked to Gunther, looked to the terrified Lisa laying face down weeping into the carpet, blistering appearing on her darling little butt.  He went down and began licking out Minn’s cunt.

	Minn gripped the carpet and arched her back as her lover moved within her, bringing her to a genuine orgasm.  Several minutes had elapsed since Michael had entered her, neither were very good at the deed, but there was only one way to go about it.  Natural instinct naturally took over and Michael got into the rhythm of humping his young friend.  He stared right at Krista’s fresh fucked cunt as he did so.
	Minn’s aspirin-like nipples did perk up, she wriggled on the carpet, mouth undulating, breathing labored, orgasms multiplying.  Michael’s cock slipped out several times, he bucked, thrusts, gyrated, humped madly like he had seen the boys before him do, then finally began shooting a massive wad of spunk into young Minn’s cunny.
	He fell on her in utter exhaustion after he had cum his all.  It was more gratifying than he could imagine.  Minn pushed him off and fingered her aching super sensitive cunny.  Her mind was blank, filled only with the mixture of pain and pleasure.  She peed and came, came and peed; she tasted her fingers and her pussy quaked with anticipation.
	That anticipation was filled with Kirk, Kyle, Ted, and Chip.  All four boys had major boners and no qualms about fucking the ten year old.  Little Julie got fucked twenty minutes later the same way, with Kirk and Ted sandwich fucking her into delirium.

The Following Round	
	Carlos was of Mexican origin, Americanized as was Minn.  He was a nice fellow of ten years; sweet, charming, athletic but not yet into a chosen field--but liked soccer and hockey the most of all.  He was a light skinned Mexican, but still beheld the typical Mexican features depicting him as being a Mexican.  He stood before his pairing, little white girl Jill.
	Jill was eight, from a good home, well mannered, well groomed, very pretty, very naïve.  She was cute, long sandy brown hair clear to her dainty darling little butt.  Rosy cheeks, a sweet smile, dazzling blue eyes, oh so curious and awed by most things in general.
	Blatant nudity and outrageous sex were two things beyond her comprehension.  Until now…
	She whined and carried on so when prompted to undress Carlos.  There was just no way.  She knew what it ultimately was going to mean--that she was going to have to suck his pee-pee and everything.
	“I don’t wanna have to suck his pee-pee!” she wailed.  She bawled up and cringed and Lisa suffered, twitched, and then twitched no more.
	August was so much into that end of the deal.  Nor was anyone else.  They all knew at this point what had happened and what had happened to the other one, Josh.  Gunther shocked the lifeless body a bit more, then roughly secured Jill and Carlos, spanked Jill hard, then picked up the lifeless bod of Lisa and carried out into the darkness.
	Everyone within wept silently to themselves.  They were horrified at such a tragedy.
	“Jill honey, you gotta do what he says or he’ll kill us!” quipped Krista.
	“But I don’t want to!” bawled the eight year old.
	Both Krista and Holly pleaded with the little terrified girl, the abductor was no one to mess with, “He’s dangerous.” 
	The boys of the group were silent, most were still gagged, but still, they couldn’t find any words to convey anything meaningful to the subject.  The girls (including Minn and Julie) continued their efforts in getting Jill to accept their fate.
	Thirty minutes later and their Tormentor was returning.  
	“Alright, I’ll try.” wept the young girl.  She summoned up her strength and courage and when the Bastard One was set and the door was closed, Jill undressed Carlos, fondled his young schlong, played with his bare balls, rubbed his nude ass, then sucked him.
	Carlos didn’t cum, but close counts.  His cock grew stiffer with each suck from the young white girl.  As a new incentive, six year old Kathy was pulled down, pantsed, and the Pain Inducer introduced to the crack of her ass.
	Jill sucked Carlos until her mouth got tired.  She pulled back, his cock slipped out.  “Rub it on her face.” commanded Gunther.  Carlos obeyed, he was frightened, but the arousal state of being kept him from being overly emotional.
	Jill’s emotions were checked, even the distaste of sucking a boy’s cock didn’t phase her.  She sat back and waited.  
	It was her turn, her turn to be stripped down.  She showed a little emotion when her panties of blue with cartoon characters were tugged down.  She bit her lip and stared at the wall, held onto Carlos’ shoulder as he lowered her undies and helped her step out of them.
	Carlos, too, helped her to lay down and get positioned.  Thereafter he tongued her pussy like he knew how.  But he didn’t.  He was a virgin, he didn’t even fool with his dick, he merely washed it and peed.  Nothing more.  He was only mildly curious about girls, more curious when they were seen in their undies or swimsuits, slightly more curious about what a girl looked like naked, going to the bathroom, taking a bath.  But nothing more stringent than that.
	Carlos had several brothers and sisters, a big family.  He had indeed seen his sisters either naked and just partially clad.  It was no biggie.  They too, in turn, had seen him just as so.  He had never been molested and no one had ever molested him.
	Ditto for Jill, she did not finger her young beaver and was not really even aware of it, she peed from there and that was all.  She had never been molested, but when pressed for more information and clarity, her father did pat her butt (a lot).  An uncle had her sit on his lap and bounce her around, her father came in on her while she was in the bathroom on the toilet and sometimes in the bathtub.  Her uncle, her father’s brother, sometimes gave her a bath.  But she insisted that she had never been molested.
	Yeah, August doubted it too…
	Jill held her legs back, mouth opened wide as Carlos mounted her.  His slinky schlong slipped somewhat easily into the folds of her cunny, both kids held their breath, followed by the remaining kids all watching.
	Natural instinct helped Carlos along, he stared down to the semi-emotional Jill, then to the wall.  Unlike the others Carlos had a view of Kyle and Ted, it was Holly and Krista who were behind seeing Carlos’ cock fuck Jill.
	After the two were cleaned up--Krista was unrestrained and pressed to caress.  Carlos’ ass was the object of the caress.  Krista was still trying to pray, still trying to come to grips with the absolute horror that was--absolute.  But she got a grip of herself and began fondling Carlos’ ass, he remained on all fours while Jill was the attention of Kirk, Kyle, Ted, Chip, and Michael.
	The boys afore mentioned took turns equally licking out her young poon, dutiful attention to her pert winking asshole, and then Frenching her before moving on to laying their cocks against her cunny and humping.
	When asked, “You about to cum?” from Gunther, only Ted was ready to do so, so he was commanded to enter the eight year old and “cum in her.”  Ted resisted.  There was just no way, “no fucking way.” he was going to fuck an eight year old.
	So a six year old screamed into the carpet.  The setting on the Pain Inducer had not been reset to the low setting, it was at the setting last inflicted on Lisa.
	Ted entered Jill.
	Kyle and Kirk entered Jill.
	Chip and Michael rear entered Jill.
	The boys all entered into Jill’s sweet mouth and humped until they could cum.  Gunther leaned forward, nostrils flaring, Jill puking and retching nearby, “Don’t you ever fucking defy me again!” he warned.  Ted gulped.  The man was more dangerous than any of them knew.  Ted nodded.  They all nodded.

Finale
	Krista with her legs spread wide bucked into her young newest young lover, she made audible sounds of pleasure, pounded tenaciously into the boy, gripped his ass and came hard at long last.  So did Carlos.  The intensity of their lovemaking caused Ted and Kyle to spurt, too.
	Carlos was lifeless.  He panted, came, peed, and lay totally exhausted.  Krista pushed him off and Holly had the narly task of cleaning Krista’s personal juices as well as Carlos’ juices as well as sucking on Carlos’ cock!  Kirk was so aroused that he got the nod to entered Krista’s ass.  Chip and Michael followed suit with Holly licking Krista’s poop chute clean after the boys had filled it.
	Little Kathy was replaced with Jill.  The remaining kids were Kathy and Shawn.  Both six years.  Kathy was already horribly traumatized and unable to act on her own.  Shawn was just too frightened to act and required being spanked before being stripped.
	Krista had the task of taking Shawn’s clothes off, fondling his cock and balls, kissing him, sucking his pee-pee, putting hickies on his ass flesh, finger fucking his asshole…
	Chip and Michael stripped Kathy down, they were friends and so it was allowed.  Krista made faces and was not overly pleased with sticking her finger up Shawn’s virgin poop chute.  Shawn wasn’t so pleased about it, either.  The deed was done and when Gunther was ready, Krista helped put Shawn’s wiener into Kathy’s fuckable quim.
	Kathy was virginal, in all three holes, but DID admit to jerking an older brother off.  She didn’t suck him, just whacked his cock until he spurted like Kirk and Ted, and Chip and Michael.  Her brother liked watching her dance in her underwear and often came into the bathroom while she was on the toilet or in the bath.  But her poon and backdoor were virtually untouched.  (so far as she knew.)
	She caused quite a fuss as she was stripped down, then laid out on the floor.  She was clearly not into it and didn’t care how much her friend Jill suffered.  Ted’s balls were placed her mouth, Kyle and Kirk held her flailing arms down, Chip and Michael held her legs.  A distraught Krista continued with her efforts of placing Shawn “in position.”  
	It wasn’t a good fuck, but there was penetration.  Shawn’s dinky was dinky, it lacked sufficient strength to do much, but with steady persistence Krista managed to get him going and six year old Kathy was laid.

	Ted and Kyle seemed relieved that they didn’t have to fuck Kathy.  They instead doinked Jill.  This after the other gadget of the Bastard One came into play, causing the group to suffer blindness, dizziness, deafness.  When it passed the command was given once more and the boys put it to Jill, Kyle easing himself up Jill’s tight asshole and Ted going into her cunny.
	Chip and Michael sandwiched Krista and then slipped their cum spurters into Holly.  It was Kirk who nailed Kathy, he lay on his back and brought the petrified Kathy on top of him.  He had spent several minutes licking out her young cunny before placing her on him.  He rubbed the head of his schlong against her delicate entrance, then with a careful grip on her soft ass he pressed her down onto his shaft and fucked her.
	At length it came to hour three.  The boys’ cocks were just too sore to do any more.  The girls were exhausted.  Gunther removed the tapes from the video cameras, but inserted fresh new ones.  He stripped off his own clothes and mounted Krista, put Holly on all fours and dogged her, then sat out with his legs stretched and placed Julie and Minn on him--going into Julie’s pussy and up Minn’s ass.
	The group was then resecured, gagged, spanked, and Gunther’s cock rubbing all over them.  He stepped out for a nice long pee, lit up a smoke and stood in the nude for a long while.  He stepped out into the bleak darkness of the morn, August collected the sleepy Wendsy and scooted back to his own ride.
	When Gunther fired up his ride at the crack of dawn, August did likewise and followed him.  Gunther was someone August wanted to know, he could be a twin brother!