Author: Daddy Walker
Title: Eye Candy
Keywords: FF Fg Mg ws nc rape tort scat anal snuff

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Eye Candy


- "Come out for a cigarette?", Ellie asked the neighbor woman
when she opened her door.

Soon, Ellie was eyeing up the woman, Camilla, while they shared a
quiet smoke out on the porch.

Camilla looked reasonably good. She was thin - starved by her
brutal husband, no doubt - but still had curves and breasts. Her
dark, long hair hung down in stripes over her shoulders. She
looked worn-out and weak, but for lack of a better word she still
looked sexy, somehow. What she lacked in style, she made up for
in pure good looks.

Ellie herself was a young female grunt cop, shaped as a fitness
queen, with short, blond hair in a sexy tomboy page style.

- "So, Camilla, is it?", Ellie said.

She smiled, and she reached out with her hand to the woman's.
Camilla didn't pull back from the light brush of fingers. She
just stood there waiting. Ellie felt herself getting moist, and
her nipples hardened in anticipatory arousal. This woman acted a
victim with every fiber of her body, but it was the eyes that
were the dead giveaway. They were beautiful - blank, pale, and
bright - but they were also desperate, without hope.

As a cop, Ellie saw the eyes of victims everyday. She had spent
her entire life becoming strong, physically and mentally, and
eventually a part of her couldn't help despising the people she
met on the streets. But in the eyes of the neighbor woman, Ellie
saw more than weakness, something much rarer: a situation she
could control - an opportunity. For some reason, the subordinate
glances made Ellie's cunt wetter than it had been in ages. Those
eyes were simply seductive.

Until recently, Ellie had never in a million years pictured
herself being attracted to another woman. Of course, she had
learned a lot about herself during the last few years, as work
put her in constant company with the scum of the earth. It had
been long since she had last found anything interesting in a man.
Still, actually knocking on this door today had taken a lot of
hesitation...

- "Sorry about your husband.", she said, matter-of-factly. "I'm
sorry I never came over before. But I figured it was no good,
with me on the force and him... you know... Still... I know
people who can make sure he never gets out of prison now...
alive... If you ever start thinking about that..."

Camilla looked back with silent shock and fear.

She had been living her with her husband and their 11-year-old
daughter. Then, last summer, the father had been caught in a
forest by a lake beach, with his trunks down, pulling his girl's
swimsuit to the side, right in the act of actually fucking the
little child cunt. The open-and-shut trial had ended only 2
weeks ago, putting him in prison for several years to come.

The girl was shy and slender, growing lanky. Ellie had known since
she first saw them that something was going in that house. There
was more to it than that isolated incident, even if the girl had
denied it, ever the obedient daughter. The father had been raping
her for years. Ellie had even heard cries at night as she moved
in, but the family always kept to themselves. Maybe deep down, she
had understood everything all along. Maybe that was why she had
felt so strangely intrigued by the mother and daughter - and
especially their wonderful, subservient eyes.

- "Of course...", she continued, "...with him gone like this, I
guess you could use someone else to look after you."

Camilla looked back in confusion, trying to figure out what Ellie
insinuated. It was ok, Ellie decided. Camilla could have a few
hours to think about it. The truth was, unless Camilla found some
magical source of income, she would be out on her ass in no-time,
and they both knew it.

There was no point in beating around the bush. Ellie moved closer,
brushing against Camilla's breast.

- "Would you like me to come over tonight with a bottle of
wine?", Ellie suggested. "It's my first off-shift day. It's about
time we got to know each other..."

After some hesitation, Camilla seemed to force herself to nod in
consent, and Ellie gave her another smile.

---

She knocked on the door again on that insanely humid and sweaty
evening. She had just put on a top and wrapped a sarong around
her waist after a day of topless tanning. Then, she had thought
twice about it, and she had removed her bikini panties again
under the sarong, leaving her wet, freshly trimmed cunt out in
the open air.

The door opened, and Ellie held up the cool wine bottle.

- "There's more back home if we need it!", she smiled.

Camilla smiled back. She looked astonishing, as if she had made
an effort to impress, wearing make-up, an extremely high-cut
skirt, and an open-belly, bra-less top that seemed to show off
even stiffer nipples than Ellie's own. Ellie was surprised to
realize that they both already seemed to be thinking along the
same lines. Things were going unexpectedly well...

- "I've sent Amy up to her room for the night...", Camilla said,
meaning her daughter. "She won't bother us tonight."

Camilla looked down in embarrassment as she mentioned her girl.
Ellie reached out, lifted Camilla's cheek back up with her
fingers, and smiled.

- "Good!", she said. "I wouldn't want us to be shy around each
other."

Five minutes later, they were sitting face to face on opposing
ends of the couch. Ellie was making sure to keep her legs
crossed.

- "So, how will your husband feel about you getting friendly with
a cop?", Ellie asked, slightly teasingly.

- "I don't know...", Camilla answered, clearly in a confident
mood from the wine already. "He won't like it if he finds out...
But ... how would your cops feel about you getting friendly with
... a woman like me?"

The question held an unspoken assumption about just how friendly
they were going to get, but none of them seemed to shy away from
it. There was an expectant moment when their eyes met. Camilla's
lips were left slightly opened, moist and seductive. Both women's
nipples were visibly hard again. Ellie's cunt was literally
swimming with excitement.

- "As far as the other cops will know...", Ellie answered,
"...I'm just helping a poor, abused woman across the street to
get through her ordeal. And I'd really like to help you out
Camilla... any way I can... But it's a stressful life, being a
cop. The shifts are long..."

They may have used words to speak, but they communicated to each
other in other ways now. Ellie sent a short glance at the
kitchen, and that was enough for Camilla to pick up on. She had
been a wife for a long time.

- "You know... I can cook for you sometimes, if you want...", she
said with a overly friendly smile. "Even Amy can cook. She's
always been a good girl that way..."

- "That would be nice...", Ellie smiled back. "I've always been a
little envious at the guys at the department that way. I've
wondered what it would be like to have a wife to come home to...
and a table full of food..."

None of the women backed away. They were slowly leaning closer,
with their eyes locked at each other in fascination. It was so
close now... Ellie decided to push it.

- "I'm jealous of men...", she said, "All day, I meet men who
simply take any pleasure they want, without concern for others.
And their women stand up for them - help them. I envy the way a
man can make his pleasure more important to a woman than her own
life - even her daughter's!"

At the last remark, there was a hint of accusation in Ellie's
voice, and Camilla immediately turned her eyes away in shame.

- "Would you... like that?", she replied with an uncomfortable
gasp. "Would you want a woman like me to give you pleasure?"

Ellie fought an impulse to scream at the other woman to stand up
for herself, to stop being so pathetic. But Ellie had decided a
long time ago that she wasn't there for that. It wouldn't even
work. She was simply there to use someone who didn't know anything
except how to get used, who would end up getting used by someone
new soon no matter what. And deep down, Ellie felt extremely
excited by thought of allowing herself to be so cynical and
selfish.

There was no point in being subtle. Slowly, the police woman
started uncrossing her legs. Carefully and deliberately, she
placed one foot out on the floor, and then she leaned back
comfortably against the pillows behind, lifting her other leg up
on the sofa back, pulling up the sarong she was wearing, spreading
her hairy crotch wide open for the woman facing her.

- "Show me!", Ellie panted, her voice thick with arousal. "Show
me how you'll give me pleasure... and I think we could get along
really well..."

You could see her folded, protruding cunt lips glistening with
wetness. There was no need to speak. Camilla seemed ever so happy
to be under someone's command again. She climbed slowly up on all
fours in the sofa, keeping her wonderful eyes attentive, and
started to lean forward. None of them said anything, and
eventually Camilla brought her face down, still looking up in
servitude. Ellie simply lay her head back, waiting to be licked.

She felt the kisses, and they were softer than any lips she had
ever experienced. She moaned. Then she looked down and saw
Camilla's lips opening up but still pressing into the wet, pink
cunt flesh. You could feel the tip of the tongue - first pressing
gently deep down into the hole, then sliding up through the
soaked crack, lapping up the overflowing juices.

When the tongue reached the clit, Ellie threw her head back and
cried out in pleasure. Camilla started licking, moving her tongue
around softly, kissing and slurping.

By now, Ellie was regaining her senses. The pleasure in her cunt
was so intense that she was heading for a fast orgasm, and she
knew it. She looked down between her legs and saw Camilla's eyes.
All you could see was those perfect eyes that stared back
obediently, ready to do anything to please.

Ellie reached down and put her hands on Camilla's head, pulling
it into the cunt. She couldn't stop herself. This was so
intense...

- "Yeaahhhh...", she moaned, still looking into the beautiful
eyes. "Can you taste it? Can you taste my fucking cunt? I'm so
fucking wet for you... Mmmmmhhhh... Lick it up! Lick it all up!!
I'm gonna come in your mouth!!"

A few seconds later, she did, moaning loudly, pulling the face
down, jamming her cunt back up against the still lapping mouth.

Camilla did as she was told; when things had calmed down, she
carefully licked all around Ellie's crotch, cleaning it, all the
time looking back up at Ellie, who smiled down in a relaxed
bliss.

- "I'm sorry I got a little rough...", Ellie said. "I guess when
I'm excited, I'm just that kind of woman..."

---

They repeated their date the following evening.

After the first wine bottle was empty, Ellie walked home and
came back with another one. They were getting tipsy, sharing a
new glass of wine out on the porch, smoking, looking out over
their street. Tonight, they were talking more than fucking.

- "So, if anyone finds out I'm spending time at your house...",
Ellie started, "...the guys at the station are gonna want some
stories about you. I'm need some secrets to tell. So what will
it be? Was he raping you too? He was fucking her for a long
time, wasn't he?"

She was pushing it, and she knew. But she was feeling drunk and
secure. Camilla wouldn't reject her now.

- "Please don't tell anyone...", Camilla answered quietly,
looking out at the street in fear.

She had turned her eyes down in nervousness now. Ellie spent a
moment taken by surprise. She had never really expected a
confession to come this quickly.

- "So...", she asked, reaching out to lift Camilla's chin,
looking into her eyes. "You knew... Did you let him do it on
purpose? Did you watch him?"

Camilla pulled her face free and turned to the side, and a tear
crossed her cheek.

Ellie knew a secret now, a real, dirty secret. She noticed that
for some reason it made her cunt very wet. She moved up to hold
Camilla, who didn't resist the embrace.

- "I'm sorry...", Ellie said comfortingly. "I guess I'm just a
little insensitive from work. I really liked what you did for me
last night... I promise I'll keep all your secrets. I was just
curious about him as well... And I'll stop asking now... I'll
even understand if... if you want me to go home now..."

At the last remark, Camilla shuddered in Ellie's arms and then
looked back up. Ellie saw more tears in those perfect eyes.

- "No...", Camilla half-whispered. "I'll tell you everything you
want to know. I'll even show you..."

Suddenly, she seemed to realize again that she might have said
something stupid. She looked away for a second.

- "Can we go inside?", she asked.

Ellie experienced a mixture of emotions as she held the
trembling, snivelling body in her arms. She was filled with
compassion and affection for this helpless woman. Ellie felt more
needed than she had ever felt in her entire life. At the same
time, she noticed how wet her cunt was. Their breasts were moving
so close against each other. This woman was about to give put her
life into Ellie's hands...

- "I deserve any punishment I can get...", Camilla bawled into
Ellie's shoulder now, "...for what I've done... You'll understand
when I show you... Please don't leave me! Please don't let them
lock me up! Just give me another chance! You can do anything you
want to me..."

Ellie decided it was time to lead them in through the door.
Inside, she moved her mouth toward Camilla's. Their lips touched
and opened. Their tongues entwined. Their breasts pressed out
flat in a way that made pleasure tingle all the way down through
Ellie's cunt.

- "I love you!", Camilla whispered. "Never leave me!"

Ellie fumbled with her fingers until she had pulled Camilla's top
over the breasts. Ellie's own top soon followed, and then the
naked breast were pressing into each other with hands touching
and caressing everywhere.

- "Then fuck me!", Ellie panted back.

Ellie let her sarong fall, and Camilla pulled her skirt down and
slid her panties down. Her cunt was clean-shaved. The two naked
women kissed their way to the sofa and threw themselves on it.

There were fingers everywhere, sliding over breasts, through
hair, through ass cracks and cunt slits. Nipples and necks were
coated with saliva. The cunts painted their thighs with
trickling juices. The women were tumbling around in the sofa,
kissing in furious abandon as their pleasure built toward
simultaneous climaxes.

Within minutes, it was over. They lay, trembling and panting in
post-orgasmic bliss, with their limbs wrapped around each other.

- "Now, I want to finish that wine bottle...", Ellie laughed,
high on endorphins. "And then I want you to show me your dirtiest
secrets.

---

She had thought she was prepared for anything, but she hadn't
been prepared for a neat little box, stacked full of films.

- "I hid them in case the police would come looking...", Camilla
said. "I couldn't destroy them, in case he comes out... I don't
know what to do..."

Ellie flicked through the box and saw memory sticks and old
discs, all marked with months and years. She was startled to
realize the dates went back to when the child should have been
only 5 years old. She picked one on chance, from 4 years ago.

Camilla seemed extremely nervous as she started the film. Sure
enough, there was an 8-year-old girl on the screen. A naked
8-year-old girl.

- "Show Mommy your cunt, baby!", you heard an aggressive male
voice saying in the background.

The child turned towards the camera and leaned back in a chair.
She spread her legs, and the camera zoomed in on the smooth,
hairless pussy.

- "That's a good girl...", the man continued.

Suddenly he walked into frame. You could see his legs and the
lower part of his shirt. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped, and
brought out a thick, soft cock next to the girl's head.

She didn't need instructions. It seemed like the most everyday
thing. She just reached up and closed her little fingers around
the shaft. Then she brought it to her mouth. She had to open up
wide.

- "Yeaaahhhh... Fuuck...", the man moaned when her mouth closed
around his cock. "You're such a good girl, baby... Suck Daddy's
cock! Suck my cock, you little slut!"

Ellie kept watching. Part of her was repulsed by what she saw.
Still, the hardening cock on the screen was mesmerizing, growing
so large the girl could hardly stretch her lips around it. But
what really fascinated Ellie was the girl's eyes. They were the
same as Camilla's - just as beautiful and blank. But every spark
of life was gone. This girl was a victim more than any victim
Ellie had ever met.

It should have been horrible, and at some level it was. But at
the same time there was a beautiful simplicity to it. From just
these few seconds, Ellie realized that this girl would have no
chance of a normal life - ever. If an animal had been treated
this way - if someone at work had found a mistreated dog - that
animal would have been put down for mercy.

- "She'll never be ok...", Ellie said to Camilla,
matter-of-factly. "You know that, don't you? In a couple of years
she'll start doing drugs, and then she'll say something to
someone that puts you in jail. And she'll have a few lonely years
of hell on the streets before she's dead..."

- "I know...", Camilla answered, absently. "I don't know what to
do. I just... don't know..."

She looked up at Ellie with begging eyes.

The film kept going. For a while, the women drank their wine in
silence. Camilla's husband turned a little more violent on the
screen. He slapped his wife hard, and Ellie noticed that Camilla
took the abuse without flinching - with what even seemed as
peace. Then he made her put the camera down and hold the
girl in place in front of it. She actually held her daughter down
for him as he started working his cock more violently into the
now crying child's bald crotch.

- "That's so good, baby...", he said to Camilla. "Hold her down
good! Yeah!! You love it when we fuck the bitch, don't you?"

On the screen you saw Camilla reaching up to caress her husband's
arm gently, as he started thrusting his way to orgasm between
their daughter's spread thighs.

Ellie looked at Camilla's face, which was turned away from the
screen now. In just a few moments, they had passed a point of no
return. Camilla was completely, helplessly in Ellie's power now.
The police woman knew that her neighbor probably already realized
this, but there was no harm in making sure.

Ellie lay back in the couch and spread her legs, pulling
Camilla's mouth down.

- "You don't have anything to worry about...", Ellie said. "I'll
never tell your secrets to anyone... I want you. I promise. I'm
tough to satisfy, and you're the first person I've met who I know
will be able to do it."

Camilla started eating Ellie's cunt.

On the screen, new scenes started. Somehow, it really excited
Ellie to keep watching. Camilla's husband made Camilla spread her
legs, and he forced their daughter's head into mommy's cunt.
Soon, screen-Camilla started to moan in pleasure.

Ellie moaned in pleasure too.

- "Yeaahh, Camilla...", she gasped. "You make me feel so good...
You were such a good little wife, weren't you... And now you
deserve a punishment. And I deserve to punish you..."

They kept going for what seemed to be an endless, delicate
forever. Finally, long after the films were finished, Ellie
looked down once more in Camilla's perfect eyes, surrounded by
saliva-glistening, juice-covered skin, and came.

She could have stayed, but instead she chose to leave with the
box of films, unmistakably showing Camilla that she was a
prisoner for the rest of her life.

---

Ellie returned early in the morning, bringing food for breakfast.
She hadn't bothered to change her clothes from the last two days
or even shower yet from yesterday. Neither had Camilla, except
now she was wearing her skirt without panties, which still lay
dried and crumpled up on the floor. Her eyes beamed up with true
affection when she saw Ellie, who was flattered by the reaction.

Now, the 12-year-old daughter was also in the kitchen.

- "Amy, this is Ellie.", Camilla said as she smiled happily.
"She's the one who's been visiting..."

The daughter kept her eyes down, doing a strange, curtsying
little movement toward Ellie. The girl was a foot shorter than
the women. She had a thin, flowered dress on, which looked old -
at least a few generation too old for her. The seams had cracks,
and the cloth was so worn out you could almost make out her skin
through all of it. It didn't look as if she had something on
beneath. She was still too undeveloped to need a bra.

Camilla took the food and sent Amy off to prepare it. In the mean
time, the women sat down in the sofa, holding each other. Ellie
could smell sweat and cunt from their bodies. It was intimate - a
reminder of their pleasure last night. She was on a sexual high.
After over a year of lonely masturbation, she was finally fucking
again...

Her eyes stayed on Amy, though, on the way the thin dress
caressed the girl's immature ass. Now, seeing the girl in real
life, knowing what she had been through, she was somehow
impossibly fascinating, sexually.

- "She's beautiful...", Ellie said to Camilla, eventually. "And
so obedient..."

Camilla only answered by kissing Ellie's neck.

Ellie felt herself getting wet already. It was about to be a
perfect morning.

Eventually, they got up to sit around the table, the women next
to each other on one side while Amy served them. When the girl
reached over Ellie, she was struck by an impulse.

- "Hold on, Amy.", she said with a gentle voice, grabbing Amy's
arm.

Ellie looked over at Camilla.

- "Don't you think Amy should let me get to know her, just a
little?", Ellie asked.

She had butterflies in her stomach, and her heart was beating
with an unexpectedly violent desire. She knew what thought evil
was, but she truly didn't feel evil now. She knew that this
creature was nothing but an unsalvageable wreck of nothing more
than a human seed. The whole experience most reminded Ellie of
having an exotic fruit dropped into her lap, and now it was up to
her to taste it or simply let it go to waste. Also, thinking
about the girl in terms of a fruit made Ellie surprisingly wet...

Camilla nodded almost imperceptibly at her daughter, her face
frozen in careful but somewhat fascinated subordination.

- "Do what Ellie wants, honey!", Camilla said. "Daddy's not here
anymore... And Ellie's going to be nice and help us instead...
Ok?"

Ellie pulled on the slender arm without waiting. The girl was so
thin and light. She would have no resistance to put up even if
she wanted to. But she stepped willingly all the up to Ellie's
face.

Ellie put her arms around the tense child body. This was coming
so much easier to her than she would have thought. The girl
allowed it, silently, without the slightest protest, almost
enticing it with those all-tolerating eyes.

- "I'm going to be friends with your mother, Amy.", Ellie said.
"And that means, you and I should become friends too... You're a
girl who likes to be friendly to people, aren't you?"

Ellie realized that she had never had such control over a
situation - not even with a weapon in her hand. At the same time,
she experienced an aggressive instinct to push the limits of her
power, to make it absolutely clear who was in charge here. 

She let her hand slide up the dress, caressing the child skin
beneath. Eventually she reached the girl's breasts. The nipples
were small, but Ellie started fondling them anyway. She leaned up
and placed a wet, warm kiss on the flat, pre-pubescent tit. Her
own breast pressed into the child body. It felt good. It was
forbidden, but now it was allowed for her - and only her. She
felt as if she deserved it. She was so horny now...

She started sliding a hand down to the hem of the dress, sliding
her fingers under the dress, gently pulling it up to reveal the
naked, young thigh.

- "I know your daddy liked to touch you, Amy...", Ellie
half-panted in excitement as she looked down on the flawlessly
smooth skin.

Amy didn't say anything, and neither did Camilla, but the
mother's beautiful eyes were giving their silent permission to
what was happening. The dress was lifted all the way up to the
crotch now. Slowly, the completely hairless slit of Amy's cunt
was revealed. Both women stared in fascination as Ellie slid her
free hand towards the smooth, pouting mound. Her fingers touched
the puffy fuck lips, and she put a little pressure on them,
watching her fingertips open them up. The sensation was soft and
strange and extremely exciting - unlike anything she had ever
felt before.

- "Yeahhh...", she moaned, licking the girl-breasts through the
cloth again. "You're so beautiful."

She kept sliding her finger down the slit, moving around, feeling
it all, until she reached the warm, inviting entrance into the
tight child sex. She made the girl move her legs apart. Then,
Ellie carefully began working a finger up the cunt hole. It
wasn't dry, but it wasn't completely prepared, either. It was
simply the most unusual, perfect embrace Ellie had ever felt.

- "Ohhhhh, you must have felt so good when he fucked you...", she
moaned, looking up into the girl's allowing eyes.

She pulled her finger out and put it to her lips, kissing it, as
the dress dropped down again. She let Amy go.

The two grown women ate their breakfast next to each other,
touching, ogling the silent girl across the table. Camilla seemed
to be picking up fast on Ellie's new found attraction, no doubt
used to the situation from before. Things were as they were
supposed to, again...

When they were done, they left the dishes for Amy, and as she
worked over by the sink, Ellie and Camilla lay down in plain
sight on the couch, removed their tops, hiked up their skirts,
and started kissing and fingering each other's wet cunts.

- "Come over here, Amy!", Ellie called when the girl was
finished.

Amy walked over. Ellie pushed Camilla's head down to eat cunt,
and Amy stood there with her perfect eyes, watching her mother.

- "Take your dress off!", Ellie ordered the girl. "Show me!"

Amy obeyed. For the first time, Ellie could take in the entire,
naked, budding girl-body with her own eyes. She pressed Camilla's
head harder down into her own spreading crotch.

- "You're so pretty, Amy...", Ellie gasped. "Spread your legs!
Touch yourself for me!"

Amy did as she was asked, and Ellie gasped from the pleasures in
her own cunt while she stared in trance at the erotic show of
little fingers in puffy fuck lips. She felt no limits now. Every
barrier had been broken by overwhelming arousal. All she could
think about was more pleasure.

- "Ooooohhh...", Ellie kept moaning. "It's so good... Come here!
Suck my tits! I've never felt had a child do it..."

The girl did as she was asked, slowly walking up to Ellie, bowing
down. Ellie watched the silent mouth open and take her rock-hard
nipple inside. The kiss was warm, wet. The girl licked carefully,
and the she started sucking as a baby, slowly increasing her
strength.

Ellie could feel the slow and powerful build of one of the
greatest orgasm of her life. The pleasure was unbelievable,
coming from the mouths of both mother and daughter.

- "Yes!!", Ellie cried. "I'm gonna come! Fuck! Fuck!!"

She started screaming, and soon her screams turned from raw
pleasure to pure satisfaction, as she came and came again.

They sent Amy up to her room after a job well done, while they
rested naked on the couch.

- "I couldn't resist her...", Ellie said contemplatively. "But
it doesn't really matter to you, does it?"

Camilla didn't answer in words, but she answered in a kiss, which
grew into another long, moaning fingering session.

---

Hot summer days passed with the women fucking each other.

On one of Ellie's off-shift days, Camilla knocked on Ellie's
door. Amy was also standing on the door step.

Camilla left, and Ellie took Amy inside. She was wearing the same
washed-out dress, which she apparently always wore at home. Ellie
was still in her robe, fresh out of bed.

- "Did your mother tell you where she was going?", Ellie asked.

The girl shook her head.

- "She had to go see about your house...", Ellie explained. "If
something happens to your daddy in prison, we have to make sure
the house goes to your mother. Then all we have to do is sell my
house, and I can move in and afford to take care of us all. Isn't
that clever?"

Again, Amy stayed silent, but Ellie started caressing the girl's
stomach, up to the flat chest.

- "You know my job is really hard, Amy", Ellie said quietly.
"Like, yesterday, I met a young girl, just a few years older than
you. She let a complete bastard fuck her over for drugs... We try
to help her, but in the end he gets everything, and she wants to
come back to give it to him... It's hard to help people. In the
end the bastards get rewarded, while the good guys get
punished..."

Ellie was groping Amy's body insensitively now, staring with
excited eyes.

- "You used to give your daddy rewards, Amy...", Ellie panted.
"It must feel so good for him, to know he could come home to such
a kind, beautiful girl..."

Ellie opened her robe, revealing naked tits and a juicing cunt.
Then she grabbed the child's chin and lifted the young face to
look into those perfect, beautiful eyes.

- "I'm very that girl I met yesterday, Amy...", Ellie said
quietly. "It made me feel very fortunate that I know a girl just
like her. A girl who really deserves to take her punishment..."

Ellie's lips started moving down towards the child-mouth. She
opened her mouth, and the child obediently opened hers as well.
Ellie felt her cunt flood from the inside as the two of them
slid their tongues into each others mouths.

When the long lesbian pedophile kiss was over, Ellie moved the
girl's head to her own longing breasts, letting the child's
mouth suck her while she sighed in pleasure. Eventually, Ellie
grabbed Amy's shoulder, pushing the girl down on her knees.
Ellie spread her legs and stepped in above Amy's face.

- "Taste my cunt, Amy!", the grown woman whispered. "I'm so
fucking horny this morning. I need your little fuck-mouth..."

The girl looked up with her perfect eyes and her mouth buried in
cunt hair. Ellie felt the lapping tongue.

- "Yeaaahhhh....", she moaned. "You're my little slave, aren't
you?"

She stayed still, looking down for almost a minute, enjoying the
pleasure in her cunt. Then, she pushed the child away and walked
over to a table with her baton and a pair of handcuffs. She
grabbed them and turned back.

- "Take your dress off!", she ordered.

Amy obeyed without question, showing her naked body beneath.

- "Turn around...", Ellie said, her eyes fascinated by the naked
child body. "Hands against the wall! We're going to play cops and
robbers... But this time, it's going to be a perfect arrest..."

She pushed the 12-year-old forcefully up the wall and started
spreading her legs. Then Ellie patted up and down the naked body
in front of her, pretending to search her victim. The police
woman spent a lot of time pinching and squeezing the flat tits,
before she moved her hands down to the crotch, prying both cunt
lips and asscheeks apart.

- "You know where some whores hide their drugs?", she whispered
into Amy's ear. "You want me to show you?"

Ellie first cuffed her prisoner behind her back and then pulled
her out into the middle of the room, making her kneel down and
bend forward, on her knees, with her face down on the rug. Then,
Ellie reached down to the completely exposed cunt and pressed her
fingers deep inside the tight hole. She stood with her own legs
apart, and as she probed the baby-pussy, she used her free hand
in her own cunt, starting to make quiet, sloppy, wet noises as
she masturbated herself.

- "Yeaahhh...", she moaned with a mesmerized stare. "Fuck!!
You're such a fucking whore!! Now there's just one more hole to
check... Are you ready?"

Amy whimpered, but stayed down, still offering herself
obediently. Ellie was in a hornied frenzy. She spread the
asscheeks as wide as she could, inspecting the impossibly small,
clenched-up, wrinkled little hole. Then she put a fingernail
against it, followed by another one. She started pressing
rhythmically, watching the hole push in and out without
surrendering. Finally, she used more force.

Amy cried, and then her asshole opened up and was relented. Ellie
shouted in excitement. She started moving her fingers in and
out, watching them slide through the stretching sphincter.

After a while, when her prisoner's cries had subsided, Ellie
pulled out again.

- "You're such a good girl...", she said with a kind voice. "You
were all empty... Look, my fingers are spotless!"

She smelled the fingers, and then she put them in her mouth and
sucked them in delirious joy, tasting the child asshole.

- "Now do you know what this is?", she asked, holding up the
baton. "Do you want me to show you?"

It was a beautiful, black side-handle baton, perfectly smooth,
over an inch in diameter.

- "Please...", Amy whispered in a frightened attempt to beg for
mercy.

Then she stayed silent. Ellie smiled, starting to trace the end
of the stick over the girl's back. Eventually, the police woman
drew a deep, aroused breath and smacked an asscheek. There was an
almost silent thump against the skin, but you could hear from
Amy's cry that the blow had been hard and painful. Ellie moved
behind, lowering the stick so it would hit the back of both
thighs. Then, she swung, and she cracked down so hard on Amy's
body that the child screamed in agony, falling forward.

- "Yeahh... That's a good little whore...", Ellie gasped in
enjoyment. "Cry for me, you little slut!"

Of course, Amy cried tears of submissive stillness. Ellie raised
the stick in the air, and then, with her thighs coated with
excited juices, she brought the weapon down on the side of
Amy's back, hard enough to make a loud impact. Amy lost her
breath from the pain, but Ellie simply sat down next to her
prisoner and forced her back on her knees again. Then, Ellie
traced the stick down the asscrack, watching the cheeks separate
around the hard material. She moved the shaft all the way to
the exposed girl-cunt, and then she slowly pried the tip in
between the hairless child crotch lips.

- "The next time I beat someone with this stick...", Ellie
panted, caressing her breasts, "...I'm goint to know that I've
fucked a beautiful little child cunt with it... that it's been
deep inside your little whore body... It's going to be so good,
don't you think?"

Amy kept on crying, but she didn't move, and you could tell she
was making an effort to control herself. Then, Ellie stabbed the
end of the stick into the cunt, and the girl howled out in pain.

Of course, the stick was too thick - at least an inch across -
and Ellie had to start working more forcefully, twisting,
turning, and pushing. She paused sometimes to masturbate or to
caress the child cunt. Eventually, it seemed as if the girl had
opened up enough, and the police woman started thrusting harder
and harder. The weapon was slowly sinking deeper inside.
Eventually, the undeveloped cunt had swallowed the entire tip -
two or three inches.

Ellie started fingering the girl's asshole again. This time, the
grown woman quickly worked a finger inside, and then she used
another one, opening the hole up wider while the girl whimpered
and suffered.

At the third finger, Ellie started tugging the baton out again,
from the vice-tight grip of the swelling, abused crotch.
Eventually, she could yank the last of the tip out, and she
quickly turned it around, moved the other end to the ass and
pressed hard into the closing sphincter at the same second she
pulled her fingers away.

The asshole was forced to stay open, and the edges of the
sphincter seemed to almost roll down the smooth, black
tool-shaft as a condom would. The girl screamed straight out in
uncontrollable agony, but Ellie didn't mind. She simply pushed
and kept pushing watching the baton sink just as deep as before.

With her hand still on the baton, yanking in obvious intent to
cause discomfort, she also reached in under the girl's chest and
started pinching the little nipples. Then, Ellie finally started
moving on the floor until her lap was up by Amy's head.

The grown woman sat down on the floor and spread her legs on
different sides of the girl. Then, Ellie raised pushed her cunt
forward and twisted the girl's head up in what seemed to be a
very uncomfortable angle.

- "Eat my cunt, Amy!", the grown woman ordered. "Show me that
you're still a good girl!"

Ever obedient, Amy managed to open her mouth and find the juicy
cunt slit with her tongue. The baton was still sticking straight
out of the ass, into the air. Ellie managed to reach forward to
grab the stick by its root. She used it to pull Amy even closer.

- "Yeaaahh...", Ellie sighed in pleasure. "That's it! I'm gonna
come in your face! Eat me, you little piece of cunt!!"

She kept pulling the stick, more and more violently, using it to
fuck herself into Amy's mouth. Ellie cried out in enjoyment as
her climax started.

After the first wave of pleasure, her frenzy seemed to keep
going. She pushed Amy's head away and managed to turn the girl
over on her back with the baton still in her asshole.

Ellie sat down and masturbated her own cunt noisily just an inch
above Amy's face.

- "Fuuuuckk... Fuuuuuuuck...", she moaned in the throes of what
seemed to be a building next level of orgasm. "You make me want
to do things I never thought I'd want to do to anyone, Amy!"

She leaned forward and opened her mouth wide, closing it around
the bald little child fuck lips. The frantic woman moaned and
drivelled, mashing her breasts down into the child, sliding them
against the smooth skin.

Ellie managed to lock the little head between her thighs, and
then she started pissing straight into the girl's face. The
stream of piss was spread everywhere by furiously rubbing
fingers, working the spurting cunt to a new orgasm. Finally,
Ellie screamed her climax out into the immature, fresh-raped
crotch.

When she was finished, she sat back up on her knees. She stood
up, turned around, squatted above the child's face, and finished
pissing.

Then, Ellie lay down, embracing the warm, wet body. Her head was
on the floor. Her mouth was next to an ear, and one of her cheeks
was resting in the puddle of her own urine.

- "Tell me you love me!", she whispered to Amy. "Tell me you love
me, and I promise to keep treating you like this..."

After a moment of quiet thinking, Amy whispered back.

- "I love you!"

---

Days turned into weeks, filled with new experiences for Ellie.

Sometimes, she would manage to drive by home alone while still
at work. She would stop, walk straight into the house, and simply
have both mother and daughter service her.

One such time, she simply opened her jacket, unbuttoned her
shirt, and released her breasts, to have the two mouths start
sucking for her.

Another time, she walked straight to the sofa, pulled her pants
and soaking panties down, and had them all lie down so mother
could eat cop cunt while daughter licked the asshole. There was
something so delicate about a little girl's tongue lapping your
asshole as you came...

In the mornings, Ellie and Camilla would have Amy eat them both
out in Camilla's cheap, worn-out bed. They would play with the
girl's undeveloped body, kissing her deeply, fingering her cunt
and ass, and the way she just allowed it, acting as a plaything
without will, made it all unbelievably exciting.

Sometimes, Ellie would urge on fantasies about getting rid of the
child, setting themselves free in the future they both wanted,
and as a result they would start treating Amy more and more as an
object, slapping her face and breasts, forcing her to live on
leftovers and cunt juice alone. She wasn't human anymore. She was
just an undeveloped little cunt - unbelievably thrilling to
abuse. And the time would soon come when the risk of keeping her
around would be unacceptable.

But the balance between Ellie and Camilla never changed. Ellie
was in complete command, and they were both happy that way.

One morning, Ellie drank her coffee alone before going to work.
She wanted solitude to think. Things they had sat in motion were
begging to unfold. The day before, they had received the news
that Amy's father was dead in prison. A while back, they'd also
learned that Amy would go away on camp for a week, once school
started.

As Ellie was getting ready to go, she upstairs into Camilla's
bedroom and climbed on the bed, waking Camilla. Ellie moved
above Camilla's head and sat down looking straight into Camilla's
wonderful eyes.

- "Wake up!", she said. "I've been saving it all morning..."

She leaned her head back, closed her eyes, and started fingering
her nipples lightly, preparing for pleasure. Camilla's tongue was
warm, wet, and gentle. It carefully lapped everywhere, sliding
down the wet slit, circling the sensitive asshole, and finally
the tip of the tongue even worked its way inside the ass, bathing
the entire tight, wrinkled anal opening.

- "Mmmmmmhhhh.... You're so good...", Ellie moaned. "I'm never 
going to leave you. Here it comes!"

Camilla opened her mouth, and Ellie released a strong stream of
piss, several seconds long, before she paused to allow Camilla to
swallow.

- "That's right!", Ellie gasped. "Don't spill a drop! I love
being with someone who does this for me..."

They repeated the procedure over and over, until Camilla's
stomach had been completely filled with the contents of Ellie's
bladder. Then, Ellie started fingering her nipples, and she
looked down into those beautiful eyes beneath.

- "Make me come!", she said. "I'm going to think about what we're
going to do to Amy..."

Camilla started lapping so perfectly...

---

When Amy left for camp, the two women followed in a car. They had
arranged to meet Amy out in the forest during the first afternoon
of swimming, and then they all rode back to the house. Amy never
questioned anything, but you could tell she knew that something
was wrong.

When they came home, they went straight to a stone room in the
cellar, where they had put a shabby mattress on the floor. There
was a thin blanket. Other than that, the room was empty except
for a sink.

- "Someone might come looking for you, Amy...", Ellie explained.
"So we have to hide you down here, until we know that
everything's calmed down. I don't think anyone could hear you
from in here, but I'd really like you to be a good girl and never
make a peep anyway, ok?"

Ellie found herself getting very horny as she stood there,
watching the girl in the little room.

- "We'll bring some food.", Ellie continued. "If you need to go
to the toilet, you can put it all into the drain down there,
below, when you're done. Remember to be a good girl and clean up!
And finally, you won't need clothes anymore..."

Amy looked down into the cold, dirty floor. Then, she seemed to
take the hint, and she started to reluctantly take her clothes
off, until she stood naked in front of them. You could see a few
bruises from horny pinches on her breasts, cunt lips, and
asscheeks.

- "That's so good, Amy...", Ellie said. "Now lie down on the
mattress, so you can show me and your mother how much you love
us..."

Ellie unbuckled her belt and undressed her lower body. Camilla
did the same. Then they walked over to Amy, who was already on
her back, waiting on the mattress.

Ellie sat down first, lowering her cunt onto the child face.

- "Ohh, you're so sexy Amy...", she gasped. "We'll have to come
down here a lot to play with your body..."

She let the child lick her to orgasm, while the mother sat in
front, kissing and caressing her lover. After Ellie had reached a
quick, shuddering climax, they traded places. Camilla came even
faster, creaming juices into her little daughter's mouth.

Before getting up, both women soaked the mattress in their piss,
kissing each other in ecstatically, getting ready for their first
true evening alone.

---

They finally started treating Amy as if she wasn't alive at all,
and the two women's relationship reached a new level of
intensity.

Ellie started coming down the cellar everyday before work. She
inspected the room, checking that Amy had cleaned the floor with
her hands and flushed the little soar hole with water from the
faucet. Then Ellie would walk over to have her cunt licked. More
often than not, she would piss on the mattress, never allowing it
to dry up completely. It could have smelled worse than it did,
but the girl seemed to follow her orders to clean it.

On the days when it was physically possible, Ellie would indulge
in rare pleasure she grew more and more fond of. She would sit on
her knees, hold the girl down, and take a comfortable morning
shit straight on the young body. Then the girl would be forced to
tongue Ellie's ass clean before work.

---

An autumn day, three months after the disappearance, Amy was
declared dead, likely to have committed suicide in the forests
around camp after traumas from her father's abuse and sudden
death. The burial was held in the weekend, and Ellie and Camilla
returned home to rape their little cunt toy with ecstatic
passion.

Finally, one evening a few weeks later, the two women entered the
little room in the basement naked, carrying handcuffs and a
knife.

They made Amy stand on the middle of the floor, and Ellie put the
cuffs on.

- "I'm sorry about this, baby, but we think it will be easier for
us if you have no chance of fighting...", Camilla said.

Ellie started to caress the young girl's hips and ass from behind
with selfish excitement.

- "Yes. What you're mother and I are going to do isn't easy,
Amy...", Ellie said. "But we do it because we love each other.
And your mother needs to hear you say that you love her too...
Can you say that, Amy?"

- "I ... love you, mom...", Amy whispered with a tired voice.

- "That's so good, Amy...", Ellie said quietly, sliding her
fingers into the girl's asscrack. "Now suck your mother's breast
for her, just like you did when you were a baby... She wants to
feel it again tonight..."

Camilla moved her breast in front of Amy's face, and they guided
the girl's mouth to the nipple.

- "Yeaahhh, baby...", Camilla panted. "That feels so great..."

- "Touch her...", Ellie panted, fingering the young asshole
herself, sliding her other hand across the flat chest.

Camilla started caressing her way down her daughter's body,
moaning in pleasure while the girl gently sucked her mother's
swollen nipple.

After a few moments, the two women started pressing themselves
against the girl's body, kissing each other over her shoulders,
mashing her between them.

- "Ooohhhh, I'm so hot...", Ellie moaned. "I'm not nervous
anymore... I want to do it so bad!"

- "Whatever you want...", Camilla moaned affirmingly between
kisses.

They stepped back and looked at the helpless girl standing there
in confusion. In a strangely ritualistic series of motions, they
stepped up one by one and made Amy kiss them, deeply, filling
their mouths with her tongues.

Then, Ellie slapped the girl over the face - first once, then
twice, harder. Finally, the police woman clenched her hand into a
fist.

- "It's time to start working on her...", she said, glowing with
excitement.

Then she swung as hard as she could into Amy's stomach, making
the girl fall over in pain. Immediately after, the strong woman
lifted the pain-struggling child up in front of her mother.

- "Do it!", Ellie ordered. "It feels so good in your cunt, I
promise! You don't have to care about her anymore! Hit her!!"

Camilla did what Ellie asked, putting all force behind a blow
that landed straight in the little girl's gut. Once more, the
helpless creature fell to floor, desperately out of breath,
almost losing her consciousness from the pain.

The two women started kissing above the writhing body.

- "I love you...", Ellie panted into Camilla's mouth. "Doesn't it
feel good to do this for me?"

Ellie's hand was moving in circles in Camilla's crotch, and
Camilla was pressing back against the fingers.

- "Yeaahhhh... Aaaahhh... I'll do anything for you!", she gasped.
"I just want you to be happy..."

After a moment, Ellie grabbed Camilla's head and held it still.

- "You have beautiful eyes...", she said. "Sometimes, I just wish
I could really kiss them..."

A few quiet seconds passed as they just looked deep into each
other's eyes, and then Ellie looked down at the gasping body
beneath.

- "Do you think I could try it?", she said. "It won't matter to
her anyway..."

Camilla simply smiled in quiet encouragement.

The two women knelt down.

- "Look up honey!", Camilla said to her daughter. "Ellie loves
your eyes..."

Amy tried to open her eyes into thin slits, looking up. She
seemed barely conscious. Ellie was caressing her hands all over
the little body, moaning in arousal. Eventually, she reached up
to the half-closed left eye and opened it wide with her fingers.

Ellie was on her knees, and she pushed her ass up.

- "Lick me!", she ordered Camilla.

Camilla moved behind the perfect ass, spreading the asscheeks,
bowing down to kiss the soaking cunt slit and trace her tongue
all the way from the throbbing clit to the waiting asshole and
back again.

- "Yeaahhh...", Ellie moaned and bowed down.

She began kissing the unresisting child mouth, and then the
kisses slowly moved upward. Holding the eye wide-open, she slid
her tongue out, and with the tip she touched the little eyeball.
For the first time in ages, the young girl resisted something,
trying to twitch away without succeeding.

- "Ooohhh yeeaahhh....", Ellie moaned. "This is so fucking
hot!!"

She pushed her ass back harder toward the lapping tongue. Then,
she closed her entire mouth over the eye, pressing her tongue
down, kissing the eye violently.

She repeated the procedure with the other eye, licking all over
the eye ball, pressing her lips against it, even sucking on it.
She moaned as she moved her mouth from one eye to the other,
swirling her tongue around inside them, all the time rocking
herself back at the encouraging mouth in her crotch.

Then, she paused for breath and looked down.

- "Can you still see?", she asked Amy.

The girl's eyes were closed in shock. Ellie moved away from
Camilla and sat up above the little head on the floor. She
squatted until her glistening, juice-thick cunt crack was only
inches above the beautiful little face.

- "Hold her eyes open!", She said to Camilla. "I want her eyes
to see this - the last thing ever..."

As Camilla reached up, using the fingers of both hands to force
Amy's eyelids open with his fingers, Ellie looked down between
her legs and met the stare of the perfect pair of eyes.

- "Look how wet my cunt is...", she said down to the girl.

With that, Ellie moaned, slowly spreading her cunt lips, and she
pressed her glistening slit carefully down into one of Amy's
eyes. The horny woman slid back and forth, fucking herself into
the sensitive orb. When she was satisfied that the first eye was
coated with cunt juice, she moved over to the other one and gave
it the same treatment.

Then she brought her fingers to free eye. She gently touched the
white with a nail, moaning, masturbating.

Eventually, she pressed her fingertip into the eye. The orb
bulged in, but it didn't break. You could hear the sounds of
increasingly thick wetness from her furious rubbing of her cunt.
With a sudden howl of ecstasy, she bowed down, covering one eye
with her mouth again.

She started sucking on the eye, hard. She also used her fingers
and tongue - sucking, prodding, and poking. Then, breathing fast
in excitement, she drew her mouth back, with a thin, fleshy
string hanging out from between the lips and going in to an
empty eye socket. She looked up at Camilla and at the same time
chewed down, cutting the string.

Camilla seemed to baffled to react. She was rubbing one of
Ellie's nipples in an almost automatic motion. The child was
crying desperately beneath them.

Ellie spat the eye out and looked at it in the palm of her hand.

- "So beautiful...", she whispered with a dreaming, genuinely
ecstasy voice.

Then, she moved in on the other eye. This time, it took her a
little longer, as if she was savoring the experience. Eventually,
she lifted her face from another empty eye socket and bit herself
free again.

She kept the last eye in her mouth, and she traced the other one
down over her breasts, around and around, and then down to her
cunt. She started sliding the eyeball through her cunt slit, up
and down across her clit. In a moan of pleasure, she opened her
mouth, displaying the large ball inside. Then she reached out for
Camilla, who obediently leaned forward. The two women kissed
deeply with an eye rolling between their mouths, while the child
groaned in shock and horror beneath them.

Ellie was rubbing the eyeball faster and faster against her clit.
Suddenly, her body shook, and she screamed in orgasm, but she
didn't stop masturbating.

She seemed to reach some new plateau of moans and pleasure, and
she pulled back from the kiss, spitting the last eye out into her
free hand.

- "I want to do it now!", she moaned. "Let's do it right now!"

They dragged the child up on her knees. Ellie looked around, and
then she backed up against the mattress, dragging Amy along
across the scraping floor. Ellie lay down and spread her legs,
feeling the slight piss-moisture of the mattress - the same
mattress she had taken a shit on as late as this morning.

She brought one eye down to her cunt again and started sliding
the slick orb through her fuck slit once more. First, she moved
the eye all the way down to the opening, and then, very gently,
she pressed the white ball inside. When she had pushed it in
using the entire length of her finger, she lifted her legs into
the air, so she could access her asshole easier, and she started
pushing the last eye into her wrinkled anus.

The horny asshole opened up and swallowed the eye.

- "Make her eat my cunt!", she said to Camilla.

Camilla guided the girl's head to Ellie's spread, messy cunt. At
her mother's encouragement, the girl actually started licking,
half on reflex but still as good as ever. Camilla pressed the
mouth down into the cunt, and Ellie started panting, playing with
her breasts, squeezing the soft human body part geisha-orbs
inside her. The simultaneous stimulation in cunt and ass rushed
her faster toward orgasm.

She panted louder and louder in ecstasy, still managing to
control herself, fumbling around for the knife. When she found
it, she gave it to Camilla and sat up slightly. The women's hands
both clasped, lovingly, around the handle of the weapon. Camilla
was holding it properly, her hand guided by Ellie. They brought
it in under Amy's throat, all the way up under her right ear.

Camilla and Ellie kissed uninterruptedly. Ellie was pressing the
still lapping head into her near-climactic cunt.

- "Aaaahhhhh.... I love it!!", she panted over and over with
fascination in her voice. "Kill your girl! Slaughter her for me!
Do it now!! Slaughter her like a pig!! Cut as hard as you can!!"

She tugged gently at Camilla's hand. They were staring deeply
into each other's eyes, lost in a strange beauty that they found
in this special moment. Camilla's arm tensed up, and both hands
followed the knife as it carved through the almost unresisting
throat. The cut was deep, and the women's hands were drowned in
blood as Ellie steered the knife all the way from ear to ear.

Ellie lay back, shouting straight out in ecstasy. There were
choking, wet noises from the girl's throat as life drained from
her body.

Ellie realized that she actually felt the dying mouth licking
for several seconds after the cut. It was so unexpected and
wonderful... Finally, she wrapped her thighs tightly around the
head, pressed her cunt into the face, and came, screaming
straight out in ultimate, murderous ecstasy.

Then, she pulled Camilla down and fingered the overwhelmed woman
to orgasm, both their legs still wrapped around the girl's dead
body.

They rolled around, kissing more and more violently, holding each
other, crying tears of rapture and freedom.

Ellie finally sunk the knife in to the hilt inside the bald child
cunt, and she pissed one last time on the corpse. With a strong
push of her asshole, she managed to shit the eye inside out,
watching it roll away on the floor.

She stood up for just a moment, to stomp on the white ball,
crushing it. Then she returned to the mattress for another fuck.

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