August Moone
Book 4
Still Tripping
Chapter 11
Cumstrokes

	The news of the day was more and more unexplained “disappearances” across the nation and the two bordering nations.  Strange storm phenomenon, too--reported “green” tornadoes that laid down and sucked everything into from the large oval opening end!
	It was already a very weird world as it was--now it was going exponentially so.  Already there was world wide chaos due to the nuclear devastation in small and medium sized third world tyrannical nations; the nuclear fallout was world wide; upsetting the biological/eco systems.  Radiation was found in virtually all parts of the world.
	There was naught to do but to keep to one’s self.	
	That or annoy the hell out of others…
	Seemed the thing to do; Forrest and Seth were deeply involved in their Spying and roaming about the town; making the discovery at the Bundy & Darci household was really an eye opener--inasmuch as a new nearly legal manner in which to earn the Almighty Dollar.  There was now an incentive--so to speak.
	In the beginning, naturally, the exclusive use of their own families was used.  And re-used.  But on a thought, the boys reflected on all those they had been previously “spying” on; THOSE, too, would make excellent “movies.”  the subjects would either KNOW or NOT know.
	Forrest was pleased with the new venture, he still wanted to collect his small brood and make tracks to his cousin Mitchell in the mid west, but first--Cumshots, the Movie!

	They were on their way to re-visit some particular previous Encounters when the Dynamic Perverted Duo came to encounter a new thrill.  Long had both found fancy in Asian girls, women; Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese, Korean, and Philippino.  Private school girls were the high interest, young and trim and basically naïve were other interests.
	The Subject they had encountered was a Chinese woman; mid 30s.  Very nice.  Nice body, trim, slim, and gave great cause for the two Directors to feel major eruptions in their groins.  She was a mother of two.  And both of the “two” were with her.  They had been shopping in the small downtown area and had “bumped” into the Dynamic Duo emerging from an antique store.
	Packages were spilled to the sidewalk, the Dynamic Gentlemen quickly scurried about retrieving the spilled packages--noting the feminine products and a package of new girlie panties.
	As the family continued on their way down the walk, both Forrest and Seth silently agreed on the “fate” of the threesome.  The woman had an excellent ass, excellent.  Not exactly “tight-tight”, but not horribly “flabby” either.  She was just a few inches under six feet tall, off-white slacks and a deep rich purple top.  Shoulder length deep rich black hair.  She was a professional woman--in the sense of being in business and a writer.
	Flanking her were her two offspring,  Molly at approx. 12 years of age and Justin at approx. 10 years.  The girl was taller, her hair longer than her mother’s.  She wore a flowery sleeveless dress to her knees, basic dark green with gold leafs all about taking the shape/form of Chinese dragons.
	The boy wore jeans and a simple knit shirt.
	The mother had a nice ass.

	For security purposes Seth brought along his newest Mental Blocker.  It was much like the attachment done unto the family dog to keep him in the yard so as to do away with a gaudy fence; as well as the temple nodes done unto his loving family.
	Forrest utilized his infamous Mind Blocking techniques, enabling the family to be unaware of the fact they were being followed--among other things that were to happen unto them.
	There were many distractions, however; it was a nice day to be downtown and so many peoples were.  Many lovely peoples, most of which were chit’lins!  Lovely-simple-fucking-lovely chit’lins.  All ages and sizes, and a few colors and nationalities, too.
	The draw was there--to abscond away with as many as possible in the high pursuit of sexual illicit lust.
	But amazingly the Duo continued their initial pursuit.
	The downtown area was nice, a center divider filled with trees that in the Christmas season (directly after Halloween) lights adorned the trees.  The downtown area was old and had managed to keep its early 1900 architectural appearance.
	Just a few short blocks and the family arrived at a communal parking structure.  Due to the newly installed center divider of trees on main street, main street parking was nil, side street parking was hard to come by, too.  So a newly constructed multi story parking structure was just the thing.
	Four exits, four levels, four security guards.
	It was so noted, too, the security cams located in every nook and cranny and corner.  Forrest had misgivings about that, seeing a “family” stripping down semi-willingly would & could bring unwanted attention.  Although it probably would be fun for someone watching a tv monitor just the same!
	So Forrest and August “joined” the family, getting into their car and leaving the structure and the downtown area.  A slight detour soon ensued, instead of going home directly Ms. Kammie Vincent was directed out of town.

	Kammie was full blooded Chinese, but Americanized.  Both her parents were Chinese with her mother the immigrant.  Her father was Chinese but had been borned and raised American.  Kammie had married an American man, Molly and Justin were the product of that marriage.
	Just a little ways out of town, rolling lush green hills, small forests, large tracts of meadows; nature at its best.  Dozens of roads emptied into the landscape.  One such road Seth noted would be good, it would lead into a small grove of hidden trees beyond a set of hills.
	No one was about.  Seth set up the video cameras, a set of four to capture various angles, including a roof mount.  Forrest set his mind on working on the family’s mind; putting it to them that they WOULD be aware of what was happening to them--just unable to do squat about it.  It was a familiar and running theme.  There was excitement in “forcing” another against will to perform/conform.  Part of the soul bases of many sexual assaults.  The premise of which was the Attacker’s fluffing himself up to exert his prowess or self worth.
	Forrest and Seth had differing angles on that.
	Seth applied temple nodes to the family of three--compliance and security insurance.  Then, the cameras came on and the family came off!
	Kammie was up first.  She stood a little blankly, looking around in unfamiliar territory.  She saw the forest, her car, her kids, and the video equipment.  To say the least and very least she was confused.
	Then,
	‘Take off your clothes, top first, then slacks.’
	The words stung into her mind like a pin prick.
	She shook it off at first and tried to make sense of what was happening, how, and why.  Her mind was overwhelmed and she found herself “complying”; her royal purple top she pulled off and stood in a pinkish bra.  Her son and daughter stood at the open door of the family car in awe.
	She did believe she saw two unsavory characters, shadowy, lurking near at hand.  But any other information other than that, even thru hypnosis was to no good.  
	Her off-white slacks slid down her semi-long legs.  Her son stood in awe, mouth open, eyes wide.  (On private Q&A with him he nodded during the line of questioning:  Yes, he HAD seen his mother naked; but only a mere glimpse and nothing more.  He WAS interested mildly in seeing her better but only for curiosity’s sake.  He had seen her mostly in her underwear and to him that was no big deal.
	His sister, however--he had seen her many times naked and in her undies.  Deeply he wanted to “touch” her, her bare ass, breasts, and from where she “peed” from.  But he knew he’d get the Devil beat out of him for such notions, so he kept it to himself.  
	He had just began an avid program of masturbation.
	He had a pair of his mother’s and sister’s panties.
	He was damn curious about what a girl looked like naked.  He had seen wee little lasses naked and that gave him slight insight, but he wanted to know more--a girl Molly’s age, older girls in their teens, and so on.  He was an average typical American boy!)
	Pinkish panties Kammie wore.  She stood when her slacks had come to her ankles.  Her mind was having absolute fits.  This was wrong.  Really-really wrong.  But she seemed powerless to stop it continuing.
	And continuing it did.
	Kammie’s matching set of pinkish undies came off; her bra firstly and then her panties.  She slid her undies down her legs, then stepped out of her clothes, kicking them away from her.  She stood some feet from the car, facing it--and her children.
	Daughter Molly was most upset.
	Son Justin was hard.
	A nice perfectly shaped triangle betwixt Kammie’s legs.  Soft dark hair, neatly trimmed, concealing the fact she got hammered on a fairly regular basis.  Her body was equally perfect, no hideous moles or scars or blemishes.  Silky smooth, soft, and alluring.
	‘Lay down, on your clothes.’ came the next command.  Kammie still tried to fend off the mental assault, tried to understand what was happening and if it were a dream of some kind.  (but it was so real!)
	She went down onto her clothes, arms back, crotch forward and up like in gym class doing the “crab”.   Son Justin was incredibly hard.
	Kammie ultimately laid out on her clothes; legs open, knees up.
	She whimpered and was almost to hysterical sobs; this was as the next command compelled her to masturbate--to blatantly please herself before her two wide eyed staring children.
	(there was no Q&A done to Kammie, basically he forgot and partly he feared losing control as he was already extending himself beyond the limits of his minding abilities.)
	Be that as it may--Kammie masturbated.  She didn’t like it but she did it.  She strove hard not to become sexually involved, son Justin was, though.  He shyly gouged the heel of his hand into his growing organ.  Daughter Molly stared in awe at her frigging mother.
	‘Take your underwear down.’
	Molly slung her head and felt a great panic ensnare her.
	‘Roll your panties to your knees.’
	Molly blinked her eyes and stared at her mother.  At first she thought she had heard her mother commit the command.  But then, a dark figure came before her--he was naked.  His penis was HARD, he was a MAN!
	Molly wanted to flee, to run like crazy.
	But she was “welded” to the forest floor unable to run.
	The command to ‘lower her panties’ came twice more.  Each time the “voice” in her head was stronger, louder.  Her vision blurred, blocking out virtually everything except the naked man before her.  She couldn’t see his face, a dark shadow engulfed him there, nor his feet could she see.  Only his semi-hairy chest, flat stomach, and man thing.
	She could see his arms, just from the elbows down.  He was tan, very tan.  Possibly Mexican but she wasn’t sure, the voice in her head was mono toned and spoke distinctively with no discernible accent.
	At length there was naught to do but to comply.
	Her white regular bikini style panties she rolled down to her knees.
	She then pulled off her dress and let it drop to the ground.  She wore a small bra, A-cup.  She didn’t remember removing it, but it was--and the nude man before her fondled her bareness.
	From her breasts down her sides to her bare butt.  
	She tried and tried to break the mental bonds or whatever was holding her, but a good hold was already beset upon her, she had no choice(s) but to comply.
	Between her legs the nude man caressed her virgin cunny.  The whole of her ass was squeezed and fingers probed into the crack of her ass.  The nude man pushed himself against her, cuddling her and caressing her while she wept and desperately tried to break free.
	But there was none of that to happen.
	She was pushed to lay inside the car behind her in the backseat.

	Molly’s legs were “opened by someone else” and something began to happen to her most holy of holies.  She couldn’t explain it (to investigators/doctors) but the jist was assumed, she was being licked out.
	After several minutes of “being licked out” something was “inserted” into her rectum--DEEP.  Over and over, “it” was pulled out and jammed back in, she didn’t think it was a penis or a stick, so it was assumed it was the Perpetrator’s finger.
	The Perp crawled in on top of Molly, he lay on her, his penis on her vagina.  Whether or not he penetrated her then she wasn’t sure, her young mind was already on the fritz.
	What was happening to her mother and brother during this time?
	Justin peeled out of his clothes and stood naked, circle jerking his young pud before coming over and SITTING on his mother’s face.  He firstly sat facing into the woods, his testicles in her mouth.  Kammie, his mother, had to fondle/caress his ass and slurp/suck his hairless balls & cock.
	The boy then turned about and lay down on his mother, his cock and balls still in her mouth.  His mother parted the boy’s cheeks and then…
	Then he was sodomized.
	The boy was blitzed, his mind totally oblivious to what was happening.  His mother was just out of her mind with the horror of what was happening.  
	Kammie, like her daughter, could not make out the shadowy/dark figure(s)--was there just the one or were there two of them?  Kammie could not see what was going on with her daughter Molly, her mind frapped, her son on her face, the horror of having to perform orally on him…
	Then the horror of seeing a man sized cock shove its way into the young unbleached ten year old asshole (of her son.)  it was almost too much, too much for her mind to bare and too much for her son’s asshole to take!
	Pre-lube in the way of spittle, finger plunger, bits of cum, and handy-dandy KY jelly made the anal penetration of young Justin Vincent far the easier--although it was still quite a tight going.
	Once the ordeal WAS going, the event went off nicely and some minutes after the initial plunging, there was cum shooting back out along the invading cock.  The cum spewed out of the tight smoldering ten year old asshole, spilling down onto his very distraught mother’s face.
	‘Lick his hole--clean!’ came the command.  Kammie WAS out of her mind, she merely went thru the motions without much more thought.

	Despite having his asshole freshly buggered, young Justin still had a raging boner.  His mother was not an avid cocksucker.  The boy was pulled off of his mother’s face and directed to stuff his mother’s cunt.
	The boy was “aware” of his actions, he was appalled, ashamed, and deeply horrified.  But inasmuch as that, the image of his naked sister (from an earlier time when they would play “show & tell”) prompted the young boy to maintain a healthy erection.  And when said “erection” did so infacto enter into the cunt that bore him, he no longer was horrified about fucking his mother.
	Only a few delicate “pumps” into his mother, he was pulled off and re-directed.  For a moment or two recognizing who he was approaching failed him.  The only fact there was was that it was a girl, a naked girl!  She was possibly 12 or 13 or so, kinda flat chested in comparison to other girls.  A nice pussy, he latched his eyes on it and once more his cock became a raging bone of pleasure.
	He couldn’t tell for sure if he was actually acting on his own or what.  He thought he had been pushed and then guided into laying on top of the girl, or did he do it himself?
	His stiffy lay against the girl’s cunny.  He humped like he humped his bed now and then; he brought his hand to his bare butt and rubbed it; the pain infliction to his fresh fucked asshole eased away.
	The boy humped.
	And humped.
	He grinded and grinded before slipping his prick into the smooth near hairless cunt beneath him.  The boy was blitzed, frapped, and liquefied as he made gentle entry into the virgin cunny.  There was great resistance, but pleasure, too.
	Unknown to the boy, but a “finger” had plunged into his asshole, fingers gripped his balls and a hand rested on his ass, gripping it.  He was “helped” into the deed of fucking.
	Soon natural instinct took over and he fucked willingly.
	Behind him the mother of Molly and Justin was sat up, she came to be on all fours--a “foreign” object came to plunge into her asshole, her head held up so as she could see Justin putting it to Molly.

	Only after having something similar (very) to an orgasm did Justin realize the girl beneath him was his sister!  The boy was a little shocked, not horrified, awed.  He lay on his sister, his cock still super sensitive to the doinking he had just done.  Accepting what he had done was another thing.  He liked it, sure; but what else?  His sister sort of kind of liked it, but it was a sexual assault just the same--despite it being from her brother.  She understood--to a degree--that he had been “forced” to have sex with her.
	But still…
	Molly handled the ordeal better than expected.
	Her mother was totally freaked out.
	Kammie’s mind went into overload when seeing a shadowy figure (Perpetrator One and/or Two) laying on top of daughter Molly.  The Perp’s prong laid on the young girl’s pussy, it humped a bit before making penetration. 
	Plowing away from behind was another Perp, sodomizing Kammie, holding her head back (by the hair) so as she could get an eyeful of her daughter Molly being boned.
	 Kammie then herself was laid out on her clothes again and felt the presence of two men--one at a time, mount and enter her.  She was fucked and fucked and fucked senseless.  Literally.  
	Kammie and her children were found two days later wandering the woods miles from town, naked and frapped out of their minds.
Cumstain Heaven
	It was a long night watching (and re-watching) the new porno movie, the one staring the wigged out Vincent family in the woods.  The following day the two men made a trip to the nearby City and made contact with an unsavory character from the underworld of pornography.  
	The video netted the pair a very nice profit--after the investment of video equipment and such.  Their next “movie” would be pure profit.  And it was close at hand, too. 
	On their way back to their town and home a station wagon was off the road, hood up.  A small family of some size (?) was standing around the engine compartment.  None knew the first thing of what to do.  Forrest and Seth to the rescue!
	But first--security!
	Seth zoomed passed the stranded family and half a mile later took a small questionable dirt road off into some questionable thick woods.  After nearly bottoming out and forging a small river, they came to a clearing that was suitable.  They abandoned their vehicle and struck out for the stranded family.
	Forrest would “touch” each one of the family members so as “security” would be at an optimum.  Unfortunately as expected another “good Samaritan” had come to lend aid.
	It was a farmer, though and his knowledge of newer vehicles (newer than his 1951 Dodge) were elusive to him.  He tottled onward towards town, with the promise of sending back help.
	Time was of the essence, then.

	There were as many as five children to deal with, from 18 years to eight years.  Two boys, three girls.  Their mother was a nice looker, aged well, in her late 30s.  She was also a strong Christian woman who was suspicious of most peoples.  She was open to help and to most strangers, just leery.
	Her oldest son had burned himself trying to coax the engine back to life--Forrest had a slight difficulty Mind Linking with him to lull his mind into embarking on a perilous (but sexual) journey.
	So Forrest moved quickly thru the remaining family members, finding minor difficulties with them as well for various reasons.  They had NOT been so caught off-guard as hoped, high emotions interfered with the Overwhelming plan, a stubbed toe, smushed finger (from car door) and thirteen year old Mindy was on her period.
	So, a new tactic was needed.
	Margo was the youngest.  She was eight years.  She was slightly difficult to “obtain” but Forrest had managed and “directed” her to come hither into the woods.  When it was noticed, she grabbed at her crotch and gave her prying family a dirty look--”I gotta go pee!” she proclaimed.
	She entered into the woods much to the chagrin of her brothers and sisters.  She came back out moments later--with two strange men holding her…

	The “disguises” weren’t the greatest, but they would do in a pinch; handkerchiefs and bandanas--kinda reminiscent of the outlaws back in the cowboy times.  A survival knife (always handy in a pinch) was utilized in the subduction, as well as the ultimate compliance from the subducted child’s family.
	The nasty throat slitting blade was held to the frightened child’s throat, she had pissed herself--but that was to be expected.  Her family was horrified--if not terrified.  They were in ultimate compliance and moved into the woods as directed by the two masked “bandits.”
	A ways into the woods and then some the family Damden was led.  No one tried any foolish heroics.  Under command no one spoke out, either.  Forrest debated with himself how to handle the family.  With the littlest one in control the remaining family members would do anything (ANYTHING) to protect her and keep her safe.
	Anything.
	As a back up, though, Seth applied his temple diodes.  Only the mother and youngest member were left out.  But the youngest member was already subdued and Forrest had her by the Mind, too--just enough to keep her under control.  The mother, before she got out of emotional control, was subdued via fear.
	The others had temple diodes that would inflict great discomfort should they disobey direct commands, try to escape, cause a fuss, anything other than compliance from the two Tormentors.
	When far enough and deep enough into the woods to a predestined and determined (and previously scoped out) locale, the horror of all horrors was beset upon them.
	The family was sized up, one by one by one--by one by one--by one and one!  The mother; Rhonda Damden.  She was pretty, slim--despite dropping several children through her body.  Large breasted, 38Cs.  Honey golden hair, a dynamic smile that enlightened her personality.
	She was also a Christian.  She had also smoked pot when in college, she had been involved in orgies and had once had intercourse with a boy five years younger than she (and she had been seventeen at the time!)
	So she wasn’t pristine Christian clean.  
	She hadn’t done any of those things since, though.
	She had no unChristian yearnings.
	She had a husband, who was a minister.  They had a good sex life, they had five children as a result of such!  She was a good woman, had a good life, good children.
	Her eldest son, Mitch(ell), was a good boy--chose to buck the system and do his own thing--let his hair grow and pursue dangerous sporting activities--cliff diving, stock car racing, motorcycle racing, and recently had entered into amateur boxing.  He was eighteen and had no inclination of following his father’s footsteps into the ministry.  He thought of military life, like his retired Marine Colonel grandfather, or an oceanographer, or a medical student.  (or none of the above and become a truck driver!)
	Second in line was sister Mary.  She was sixteen but far from sweet.
	She was into sports, more level headed than out of his mind Mitch.  Megan played basketball and had a potential scholarship in her pocket for her playing prowess.  Her grades, however, left a little to be desired.  She was also--flighty.  In that she brushed against dangers, in the world of drinking, smoking, smoking illicit materials, and flirting with sex.
	More level headed Mindy was next in the lineup.  She was merely thirteen but quite the resourceful one; instituting a babysitting program in her neighborhood.  She was more caring about the environment and had instituted curbside recycling; she had talked her minister dad into purchasing an electric vehicle for the family.  She was a virgin, duh, but a semi avid masturbator.  She knew the dangers and illicitness of sexually pleasing oneself--fornication; but, would not deny herself when her cunny “itched” and she was alone.
	Ten year old Matty was into motorcycles, too.  A danger his mother and father worried about.  He was more in tune with being a “businessman” rather than a sports freak fanatic.  He was a cute kid, for ten.  He had dark blond hair, dark eyebrows.  He was ultra slender and tall for ten.  
	Margo was the only other child to have brown hair; sister Megan had long brown hair, too.  She was a busy body who listened to private convos, could memorize whole songs just hearing them one time, but failed to recite whole passage of Bible scripture!
	A good family.  Solid and sound in their relationship(s) and the whole bit.  They were not prepared for the horror that was to come unto them.  No, not at all prepared.
	Naturally they had seen one another naked, at one time or another and in various stages of undress.  That was a natural and a given.  This info was readily and easily obtained via Forrest’s Minding Ability-Truth Probe.  The family’s emotional state kept other info buried and more difficult to scratch out.  But Forrest wasn’t probing all that hard.
	There were other manners of which to obtain requested info.
	Forrest settled the child between his legs, holding her tight, the blade of survival against the soft tender slittable skin of her throat.  His point was well made and understood.  He looked the family up and down, then settled on the mother.
	“Take off your clothes.”
	Rhonda Damden looked to the man in horror.  Such a thing to say, such a thing to do!  She lost her breath and stared longingly.  The “request” was made again.  Little Margo made a small cry as her ass was pinched but it was thought the blade at her throat was slitting her.
	Rhonda Damden almost quickly hustled out of her clothing; she wore a dark green short jacket with a light green flowery silk blouse.  Her breasts were barely concealed in the bra she wore.  Her children glanced at her as she undressed, the boys a half a glance.
	Matching green slacks and even matching lime green undies.  All were removed and she stood dramatically pissed off (and afraid) naked.
	“Excellent.” said Forrest incognito with a smile (albeit devilish.)
	“Fuck you!” blurted the woman.  Her children gave her a more sterner glance, the first time they had heard her swear.  “Damn, Oh Shit!, Damn it, and Son-of-a-Bitch” were about the strongest unChristian-like words they had heard her use.  (from their father they had never heard him swear.)
	Rhonda then was instructed to lay down, legs/cunt facing her family, legs open, and to begin “friggin.”
	There was some mild hesitation.  Many whimpers from her family, Mindy and Matty were sick to their stomachs the horror was so bad.  Mitch and Mary were pissed.  Margo urinated herself some more.  Forrest worked her purple jeans down and caressed her ass.
	Once the mother was in compliance, the continuation of the horror express of the Damden family continued:  with sister Megan undressing her brother--totally!
	Mitch’s penis drooped and was basically “soft.”  he was too pissed to have an erection despite his nude mother masturbating feet from him.  So Megan was prompted to “fondle his cock” and caress his balls and bare ass.
	Then she was asked,
	“Have you ever sucked a cock!?”
	The question was absurd.  She was horrified and felt ill to her stomach.  She clenched her body up and shook her head.  But Forrest saw the answer in her blue eyes and saw the answer at the top of her mind.  She had.  She HAD sucked a cock.
	“Whose cock have you sucked?” went on the Tormentor.
	There was no way Megan was going to answer that.  No way.
	Margo let out a yelp as her bare ass was pinched.
	Yes way!
	“Steve!” yelled out a terrified Mindy.
	Megan shot her sister a look, a dirty “how could you” look.  Inasmuch as Margo was the known family spy, so was Mindy--she was just more careful about it.
	“She sucked him out in the car!” cried out Mindy almost hysterical.
	“Shut the fuck up!” bitched back Megan.
	Chaos was beginning to reign its ugly head.
	“ALL OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!” bellowed Seth, and he initiated the temporal pain infliction.  Those so afflicted found themselves wallowing on the forest floor withering in great pain and serious discomfort.
	It lasted no more than thirty seconds, the point was well made, the infighting-bickering would cease.  (well, at least temporarily.)
	The horror of everyone (else) know that she (Megan) had indeed slurped schlong of her boyfriend “Steve” filled Megan with shame and embarrassment.  And the dirty deed of oral copulation was done unto Steve more than once.  And oral copulation was done unto others OTHER than Steve, too.
	She had, though, never sucked on her brothers, or ANY family member.  Just so-so boyfriends, since age 12!  
	Her family upon hearing her sordid confession was beside themselves.  Not even Mindy knew of the sexploits of her sister.  Megan wept and was deeply ashamed--if not embarrassed.  She professed to being a virgin other than that.  She never took it (dick) up the ass or between her legs or anywhere else--just in the mouth.  Boyfriends sucked on her titties and fingered her pussy, but nothing more.
	Her mother--her mother was not pleased.  But she did not cast stones, either.  She was deeply saddened and horrified.  Then watched as Megan engulfed Mitch’s prick and suck him.
	When she had motivated her brother’s cock into a raging monster, she was stopped.
	“Your turn.” said a Tormentor to the naked teenager.  A moment was needed to understand the unspoken command.  Megan knew.  So did everyone else, even Margo.
	Megan slowly stood and looked to her dumbfounded brother who STILL didn’t get it.
	“Take off her clothes, stupid!” cried out the nearly naked Margo.  Her wetted jeans were tugged to her knees, her kiddie panties, as well.  A rock hard cock was pressed up against her little ass, the survival blade still at her throat.
	There was still plenty of daylight for all to see, but the daylight was waning.  What would the dark of night bring?  

                                                      *****

	Mostly nudity.
	Mitch’s naked bone got surprisingly harder as down he slid sister Meg’s panties.  He was asked (aloud) if he had sexual desires for Megan.  Naturally he shot back “NO!”  even with physical/sexual harm to his subdued sister, Margo, Mitch continued to resoundly deny any sexual “urges” towards his sister.
	Forest peeked into the boy’s mind--his emotional status forbade deep probing to seek out the truth, but there was enough info on the forefront of the lad’s mind to see that there WERE some sexual urges--he DID jerk off to the image of his sister Megan--and Mindy!  He was a normal boy, a normal brother.  But actually carrying thru to have sexual intercourse with either of them, no--no way.
	(he DID enjoy the blowjob, though)
	With her panties at her bare ankles, Megan stepped out of them and her brother held the panties in his hands free and clear.  He was sweating and gulping for breath.  A bit of pre-cum soiled the head of his cock.  
	“Run your hands up and down her legs, her thighs, and especially her ass!” came the horrible command.  Mitch naturally wanted not to comply, but the freshness of being tortured and his youngest sister still in peril, he ultimately complied.
	Timidly and with a little aire of being pissed off about it, Mitch began caressing his sister Megan’s legs, the back of the legs, as he sat before her on his knees--his eyes locked onto her lovely-lovely dark haired triangle.  His cock began to throb, it couldn’t be helped.  He was NOT a virgin, he was asked and tensing his neck muscles he blurted out the truth,
	“NO!” not a virgin.
	“Stephanie!” the girl he was not a virgin with.
	“Once-twice a week!” the number of times he was not a virgin with Stephanie.  He also jerked off a number of times during the times he was not being a virgin with Stephanie.
	“Fuck her in the ass?”
	Mitch about lost all composure, his hands rested (comfortably) on Megan’s lovely tender ass.  His dark eyes still fastened tightly on Meg’s cunt.  He shook his head, “NO”--he had NOT fucked his girlfriend, Stephanie, in the ass.
	“She suck your cock?”
	The words stung him, stung all the family members.
	Forrest ran his free hand up and down the little body of Margo, lightly fingering her pussy, his hard organ pressed between her legs.  Mitch nodded that it was so that Stephanie HAD sucked his cock.
	In turn, he had licked out her cunny.
	“Stand up.” Mitch was told.  He complied.  Then was commanded to embrace his naked sister, she in turn to embrace her naked brother.  His cock was hardness was angled downward and they clamped their hands onto one another’s ass.
	Mindy and Matty knew what was next.
	Matty (Matt/Matthew) was hard.  Very hard.  He didn’t see his sister Megan’s front part of her nude body, but the rear end was good.  His naked mother masturbating helped, too.  He was a little irked and petrified by the ordeal as a whole, and fearful for the safety of his sister Margo.
	“Virgin?” the question was asked of the both of them, Mindy and Matty.  Both nodded that it was so.  A light probing of their young minds now lulled revealed they were being truthful.
	“Masturbate?”
	That was a given.  Despite being Christian children both had reached the age were pleasing one’s self privately was another given.  Mindy was the avid masturbator, more so than brother Matty!  Matty humped his bed, he had a pair of panties from all three of his sisters, his mother, two cousins, and even a girlfriend!  The panties from the girlfriend he had snagged from her dirty clothes hamper.
	Matty was all kinds of giving up info.
	It was a ruse, though, one that Forrest saw thru.
	“Have you had a desire to FUCK your sisters?”
	The boy was sweat profusely, breathing hard and did NOT want to answer out verbally, aloud, or otherwise.  
	So, Forrest helped the boy out, “Everyone, close your eyes, bow your heads.” except Matty.  He was asked again.  The boy gulped and looked around--he nodded that he DID have a desire, a strong desire, to scrog on his sisters.
	With this answer, Forrest saw in his young mind that he had already done so--unto Margo!  The child was a strong sleeper and they shared a room.  It was easy for Matty late at night to take his sibling’s clothes down and admire her nakedness.  He touched her naked cunny, fingered it some and once crawled nakedly on top of her and humped.
	He wanted to fuck Mindy and Megan, too.
	He wanted to fuck his teenage cousins, every girl at his school, and his girlfriend.  His girlfriend, “Shelly.”
	“Have you seen Shelly naked?”
	The boy tried desperately to hold back the info, but he finally blurted that he did.  They had gotten naked in her room, “show & tell.”  nothing more, just naked and revealing themselves.  Shelly had sat on her bed, legs open, giving him a very good eye view.  They DID touch one another and Matty was almost certain that he could get her to “suck” him.
	Mindy had been kissed and her breasts fondled, her ass.  But that was it.  She avidly frigged her cunny almost on a daily basis--even when she was on her period.  (which she was currently so.)  
	Matty undressed his sister.  Her panties he sniffed the crotch then wrapped them about his cock--before leaning in and suckling on his sister’s small B-cup sized titties.  Mindy went rigid, it was embarrassing and everything--she had no sexual desires towards her brothers.
	Well, Matty, anyways.
	Just a bit of blood was drawn on Margo’s throat as Mindy held back blurting out the truth she held.  She DID have a penchant for desiring sex with Mitch!
	She undressed Matty and when on her knees, stroked his cum squirter, cupped his balls, and swallowed him.  She caressed his naked ass and devoured his cock wholly.
	He was ready to shoot but was commanded to pull out before doing so.  The boys were directed to come to their subdued sibling, Margo.  Megan and Mindy held hands and stood shoulder to shoulder, their mother sat up and watch in horror as her boys came to Margo, naked, with raging hard boners.
	“Cum in her mouth, or shoot a wad onto her face.” said the masked bandit, “Your choice.” he added with a hidden smile.
	One of the boy brother would have to cum IN her mouth, the other to shoot his wad ONTO her sweet face.  Neither boy wished to comply with that horrible command.  So Seth had them wriggle on the forest floor relentlessly, screaming in pain and anguish.  Their mother and sisters joined in for the horror to stop.  
	When the boys had gotten their senses back--somewhat, their distraught mother gave the boys the “okay” to do the despicable deed.
	“Do it, just do it!” she said near hysterically to them.
	The boys required more of their composure to return--which meant their sisters had to re-SUCK their cocks--and this time BOTH girls sucked on both their brothers; cupping their balls and squeezing ass flesh.  The boys, in turn, sucked on the girls’ breasts, fondled their bare asses, and eyed their cunnies.

	For no other reason than “just because” it was Matty who emptied his splooge into Margo’s mouth.  Mitch ejaculated his load onto her face.  Margo ultimately, though, sucked his dick as well, after it had begun to go “soft.”
	After that, the boys returned to Megan and Mindy and “went down on them.”  Both girls reveled in having their cunnies munched.  They wriggled and clenched the earth beneath them.
	Surprisingly Margo was not so opposed to the goo juice spilled in her mouth or on her fast.  It was nasty and disgusting, but the actual sucking wasn’t all that bad!  She didn’t relish it but nor did she gag or choke or hurl.
	It didn’t take long for either boy to get a hard-on, again.  Pussy eating was okay, despite the fact that it was their sister.  It was deemed that both boys thought of “other” girls they could/would/should be noshing on.  It helped.
	Once re-hardened the boys climbed up between the legs of their sister they were noshing and rested their hard organs against the virgin cunny beneath.  Megan clenched her brother Mitch’s ass while Mindy ran her hands up and down Matty’s backside, sometimes squeezing his ass.  Both girls spread their legs wide and the actual fucking soon commenced.

	Matty came first.  If there was a contest.  Breaking Mindy’s virginity was okay, she yelped a little from the initial breeching but other than that took it well.  Both got into the “groove” of  the illicit sex act, the girls actually “fucked” back into the sibling lovers!
	When both lads had done the dirty deed, there was rest.
	Their mother sat on her knees behind them, she was grief-stricken.
	There was more to come-cum.  Just a little.
	After a sufficient bit of rest the boys used their clothes to clean themselves, the girls used THEIR clothes to clean themselves.  Their young cunnies were a little sore, the boys’ cocks were the same--but ready (very ready) to go another go.
	But it would not be unto their siblings.
	Or even each other.
	Before their young puds would wear out they were set to fuck their mother.  Inasmuch as they had not really wanted to put their dicks into their sisters’ cunts, they seriously didn’t want to do so to their mother.  Not their mother!
	Little Margo yelled out again and a trickle of blood was drizzling down her neck.  The boys were pressed into servicing their mother.  They were pissed and highly wanted to KILL the two Tormentors.  When they had been ejaculating onto Margo both boys stared hard to the Tormentor holding the blade to Margo’s throat.
	Rhonda Damden couldn’t imagine their ordeal becoming any worse.
	She didn’t take pleasure in spreading her legs and taking on her sons.  That was beyond comprehension; it was not repulsive, just beyond the scope of comprehension for the hellish deed about to be pressed upon her.
	Mitch went (in) first.  His mother gripped him and tried to reassure him that it was alright.  His sisters behind wept together while brother Matty awaited his turn.
	Mitch took as many as three minutes to achieve his orgasm.  Both shuddered and went thru explosive throws of cumming.  Mitch lay on his mother-lover for several moments afterward.  No other fuck would compare to the fuck he had with his mother.
	Matty achieved his orgasm in just under two minutes.  He was ready to cum before even entering his mother’s twat.  
	Both boys were allowed some moments of rest.
	Then using their own clothing they were securely tied up--so as they would not interfere when the two Masked Bandits took their turn scrogging their mother.
	Megan and Mindy held one another and waited--they knew they would probably be raped, as well.
	And they were right.
	
                                                    *****

Good to the Last Drop!
	Worries of the world’s fate blathered on the news daily, hourly.  It was depressing.  Even the channels dedicated supposedly to cartoons and food were preempted by the sorrowful news of the day; chaotic disturbances in most major cities, radiation dedicated in virtually every country in the world, radiation poisoning beginning to run rampant in smaller ill-equipped countries.  Riots and everything mobbish was occurring anew on almost a daily basis.
	And then there were those domestic things happening:  strange unknown phenomenon know scientists could explain; strange storm occurrences, tornadoes appearing in all parts of North America; GREEN tornadoes that laid down and swallowed nigh on everything within radius.
	Strange and unexplained “disappearances.”  not just peoples, but sometimes whole towns, or parts of towns!
	There were some reports of peoples returning, claiming outlandish claims of “another world”, orange skies, strange creatures, and so on.  It was deemed mass hysteria due to the uncertain fate of the world.
	Yeah, uh-huh, right.

	Then of course there were the sordid tales of outlandish sexual perversions taking place all over the nation, too!  Forrest could attest to some in his travels, but not all.  There were ‘others’ who were taking their delights to the brink of utter detest.
	Forrest (and Seth) had no compunctions about their deeds.  None.  Te most recently family had been enjoyed to the fullest extent of perversion and left in the woods to their devices.
	After both Masked Bandits had had their fun in Ms. Damden, one at a time and then double-teaming her, they rested briefly before taking their cum squirters to Megan and Mindy.
	Inasmuch as the girls did not relish having sexual relations with their brothers, they serious did not care for being nailed by the two Masked Men.  But nailed they were.  Both men took a turn on each girl, taking a brief respite after successfully achieving the ultimate goal of sexual bliss.
	By the time the men had switch girls and was fucking strong and steady, the discomfort the girls had experienced prior was subsiding--replaced by slight sexual ah.
	Mitch and Matty took turns fucking their mother and cumming off into her mouth.  
	Then, when darkness was coming on more and more, Forrest came into the ultimate sinful horror.  He held the youngest Damden, between his legs.  Her hands were tied securely behind her using her own clothes.  She was completely naked.  Her legs were pulled out and back.  Her brothers Mitch and Matty were beckoned to come to her; “Lick her out.” they were so commanded.
	It was heart wrenching, gut wrenching.  It was sickening.  The boys had already committed heinous acts of perversion; to their sisters Megan and Mindy and even unto their mother--they just couldn’t continue, not to Margo--she was too young, just too young.
	It was a boundary the boys could not cross.
	So they wallowed on the ground in extreme pain and discomfort; Seth controlled the amount of “pain” amplitude by the temple device transmitter he had attached to his hand.  
	Thereafter the boys needed much time to “recover.”  they sat by their hysterical sisters and watched bug eyed as one of the Masked Bandits came and began licking out Margo’s cunny.
	After several minutes of this, the Masked Man Tormentor stood and urinated on the young girl, smacking her face with his penis and then shoving it into her mouth.  He held her head tight and fucked her mouth.
	When his cock was very hard, he went to his knees.
	“NOOOOOOOOOO!” screamed her brothers.
	The Masked Man gouged Margo’s virgin cunny, admiring the hairless tawt with glee.  He maneuvered himself to one side, looking to the boys.  With a head nod he made the indication, “fuck her or I will.”
	The other Masked Bandit continued to hold the girl tight against him.  Mitch and Matty crawled on their hands and knees to their young sibling, each taking a turn at licking her pussy before pressing their hard cocks against her super young cunny.
	Each boy took a turn at having sex with her.  Mitch’s dick was bigger and did a number on the girl; somehow she managed not to freak out frantically like her sisters had and were still doing.
	The boys each tried to be as gentle as possible, they were forced to make full penetration.  Margo’s body tightened at their intrusion but accepted it just the same.
	After the boys had cum in their littlest sister, the boys sat off to themselves, they were beyond distraught; angered and embarrassed and deeply ashamed.  The only condolence was that they had been forced into the ordeal.  They tried desperately to tell themselves that they did not like it.  (they HAD, though, enjoyed balling their older sisters!)
	When darkness finally befell the woods it was time for a little walk.
	The family was rounded up and walked nakedly into the woods, deeper into the woods for some hours (of walking.)  Seth knew of a place.  In the darkness he missed it but by Midnight’s Moon he found it.  An abandoned quarry of long, long ago.  There was a sandy/dirt cliff to one side where a great tree was.  Its roots were exposed to one side, a small animal footpath was at the exposed roots, all twisted and mangled.  A “pit” had been exposed beneath the tree’s roots, ten feet deep.  It was here the family was placed one by one.
	Each member was once more sexualized before being pushed into the pit.  The mother was first, Forrest did her; then had her son Matty sink his young pud into her and fuck until he came.  When the boy had done so he was turned about with his testicles placed into his mother’s mouth.  Then the boy laid out onto his mother’s nude body, his cheeks spread and he was sodomized by the other Bandit--then by his brother Mitch after all three sisters took turns sucking his dick to severe hardness.
	Sisters Megan and Mindy were put into a 69er, with Mindy on top.  Brother Matty got to sink his prick into Meg’s cunt, pull it out now and then and pop it into Mindy’s mouth--while she herself was butt fucked by a Bandit.
	One by one the family was dropped not very nicely into the pit.
	Little Margo was last.  
	Both Bandits took turns with her until the two were dead strap out.
	A urine splash as well as a mighty healthy BM were dropped onto the frapped family, then they were left alone.  The horrified family was well secured with their own clothes tight about their hands and feet.  Undoing their restraints and climbing out of the pit would take time.  And there was no knowing if the Bandits would be waiting.
	It was not until noon the following day that Mitch scrambled out of the pit.  He had no idea where he was and promptly got lost.  He got sprayed by a skunk and stung by several bees before running buck naked out onto a lumberjack/fire access road.  He stumbled into a backcountry campground, frightening the families that were there--young people on a cross country trek.
	The naked boy made hardly any sense and no one knew if he was in his right mind or a loony or what.  Another day was spent getting to a ranger.  The boy was taken to a hospital and another day was spent before he could tell his wild tale.  But locating his pitted family was a neat trick.
	In the meantime, Megan had scrambled out of the pit.  She had gotten lost, too.  A pair of hunters found her, raped her and kept her for some days in a cabin before she managed to escape.  They tracked her down and shot her dead.
	(They were seen doing so and US Marshals caught them weeks later.)
	Matty climbed out of the pit in the meantime and somehow managed to follow the trail back to where their disabled car had been.  Had been.  It had been towed.  He fell out onto the highway and was hit by a car.  He died at the hospital before telling anyone where his family was (stowed.)
	Rhonda, Mindy, and Margo finally got out of the pit; Mindy was stung by a small swarm of bees and died from the result.  Rhonda lost her mind, it shut down.  She was found days later holding Mindy’s lifeless body.  Margo ceased speaking.  She became very inward and trusted no one ever again.
	Sad ending, aint it?  Well, hell, they cant ALL turn out good!