THE STRIP-POKER KIDS

An Erotic Story by Incestual Romance

Keywords: teen, preteen, pedo, inc, mf, ff, fg, bg, bro-sis, 
mom-son, mom-dau, gay, les, reckless driving, car-snuff, 
necro, breasts, preg, lact

Disclaimer: The following Story, its main plot as well as all 
its sub-plots and absolutely EVERYTHING in it, is a mere 
FANTASY, as my brain has created it, Both in early August 1992 
and now-a-days, as well as at any given time between, Ya'ano 
zwischen. Absolutely NONE of this is real, period.

Copyright © by the Author, hereby known as Incestual Romance, 
1992, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2013. Any commercial use of this 
matterial is strictly forbidden. Any totally-Free distribution 
of this Story is encouraged, as long as nothing is changed, 
all these paragraphs are present and it does not require 
and/or involve any payment, credit-card, age-check, reader-
identification, banners and/or any other such thing, ever.


Chapter Four

Where No One Has Gone Before!!

Very gently and heavily, uttered the frightened girl "I – I 
won't disobey you… what's goin' on?" and then, she was being 
turned around, to be faced by an amazonic woman, with a black 
leather mask disguising her entire head, save two tiny holes 
for the eyes and two more, for her nose and mouth. Through 
them, Georgina could see the wild stare of pure insanity, 
coming from steel-hard dark-grey eyes.

"What is your business here, exactly?" asked her the monstreous 
lady, in a tough, merciless tone. "I – I came to audition – 
what"… stattered the horrified thirteen-year-old child. "You 
shall learn in time", answered the lady, in a voice as cold as 
Neptunic ice. "For the time being, you are my hostage and 
you'd better behave yourself and shall NOT try anything 
fancy!!" She whispered menacingly, while carressing Georgina's 
Lovely throat with the tip of her gun. "I shall obey you in 
anything", declared the frightened Georgina. "Anything, 
anything at all". "Good. Keep on this thought and behaviour 
and you shall never be harmed", promised her her captor. "Now 
move. We are leaving this place for good – and do not ask me 
where; you shall know whatever I deem right for you to know; 
is it clear?" "Yes Ma'am!" said Georgina. "Fine", responded 
her captor, for the first time with what had seemed to be a 
smile. "Now – I do not wish to forcibly block your vision; 
close your eyes shut". And the picture went black.

The light came back gradually, as her eyes were getting 
properly accustomed to the surrounding darkness. She was 
locked within some kind of a small attic or something, judging 
by the way the ceiling went up like that, from 1.2 meters high 
at her right side, to at least twice as high at the other end 
of the attic/room, which seemed to be approximately 4 meters 
away from her. She checked. She was not tied up or anything. 
She was absolutely free to move within the attic. She searched 
for the door-knob and found it. She tried it. It was locked.

"No use trying", she heard a voice, a girl-voice, saying. She 
turned around and found herself face to face with a short, 
skinny and black-skinned girl, of about 10, or maybe 11 years 
of age. The black girl reached for her right hand with hers 
and shook it lightly, yet eagerly. "Hello, I'm Girdishtina; 
what's your name?" "Georgina", she shook her new Friend's 
weavering hand rather enthusiastically. "Were are we, 
Girdishtina?" "You'd rather be calling me Girdi. And I don't 
know where we are – just that I've been here for at least a 
couple of weeks, if not a month or so. The boy, Alessandro – I 
think he's the woman's son or something – brings the food here 
twice a day, but he never speaks, I think he might be mute. He 
never said a single sylable ever since I'd first met him, 
that's for sure. And the woman I saw only twice since she had 
brought me here – once when she showed the boy where to put my 
plate, And the other was last night, when she'd brought you. 
You were sleeping". "She must have injected me with some 
tranquilizers or something, then. I just remember promising 
her to obey, her promising me, that there would not be any 
harm done to me, as long as I shall keep this promise and 
then, as she ordered me to close my eyes shut, I had obeyed 
her, closed them shut and started walking after her – and that 
was it". "Where did you meet her Georgi?" Asked Girdishtina, 
and her Friend said "in an audition – I mean, I planned it to 
be an audition, I mean – well, she seems to have slaughtered 
the entire production-team, right before I had come into the 
room". "Oh Lord. Then it must have been something about that 
film-producer who raped her", said the black girl – and, as 
she was narrating that story, the three kids were seeing the 
events she was telling about happening on the screen, in a 
flash-back manner of poor quality black and white.

"She was coming back home one day from the ballet class, 
walking through the dark alleys of the old industrial zone of 
Messina", told Girdishtina, "when three guys took her from 
behind, completely by surprise, tied her up and brought her to 
a long-abandoned meat-factory.

"There, a group of low thieves, robbers and so on, were 
shooting an illegal porn film – of the hardest core there is 
you know, snuff kind – and all around them, were bodies of 
dead children, all badly abused and mutilated. And from the 
look of several, it was clear to her, that those rapists and 
robbers have molested those children pretty brutally BEFORE 
actually killing them.

"I do not know, what exactly they had done to her, nor how did 
she finally mannaged to avoid being slained herself, but I 
suspect she bought her Life in exchange for her cooperating in 
the murdering of several very little girls, maybe infants; I 
don't know really. That's what she told me, however – that 
some day, about three or four days after being locked there, 
she had finally mannaged to locate a way out and ran away. And 
naturally, once being free again, she swore she'll take her 
revenge, at anyone associated to that raping and slaughtering 
little gang.

"My mother turned out to be the secretary of one of them, 
although I do not believe she knew who she was actually 
working for; it's been at least fifteen years since then, so…

"But, anyway – that woman did not give a damn shit about it – 
she just came to our house one Sunday morning, shot my big 
brother dead – he was seventeen – and took me hostage, to 
blackmail all the adult members of my family, so she said, to 
grant all their property and assets everywhere, including 
their own bodies, to her, to do with them whatever she would 
deem right. Of course, they did not agree – since had they, I 
would not have been here anymore, so"…

"But – do you mean, that those people I saw slained"… "were 
probably of that breed, too. It could be, that there's only 
some faint connection, like in my case; but it can also be, 
that this woman had actually saved your butt; I don’t know", 
said Girdishtina. "Wow", said Georgina. "Wow".

"Wow", said Adam, stopping the cassette, "is that a scene!" 
"Hey!" exclaimed 'Adi, "why d'you do that?" "I'd like you two 
to see something – something I had only discovered here 
yesterday. Come" and so saying, he got up and went to his 
room, signalling his younger sister and their friend to 
follow. "That's truly something else".

Once in his room, he was taking out a small bottle of an 
unidentified producer. "If we drink what's in here, we get 
into the film we are watching; actually, we're in it!! Believe 
me, I had just kissed Molly Ringwald last night after drinking 
it". "You mean"… said Yonny, stunned, "that"… "Molly Ringwald, 
ye know? That Lovely red-head babe?" smiled Adam broadly. "No, 
I mean – have you gone insane?" asked him his friend. Adam 
sighed. "Ho, well – you don't believe it, drink and see for 
yerself. I know I will and I want you two in that adventure 
with me, too. I'd been thinking about doing it when they were 
slaughtering all those peddies ye know, to join their 
carnivorous ride – but the two of you pussies were so 
frightened just to watch it, that I'd figured you're not cut 
for that kind of action, not yet anyway. but – hey, they 
wouldn't be there for long and we can both sodomize them AND 
make them believe, actually, that it is purely thanks to us 
they're freed!!" His Lovely eyes were shining. ‘Adi was 
staring, intently, at her elder Brother. “Well, I dunno if 
ye’re insane or not”, she said, “but I, for one, would have 
Loved to join the first part’s crazy Family! They were 
sooooooooo Sexy – and – and – I’d truly have liked to suck on 
Annie’s big titties; she is so cute!!”

“But if so, we are going to take part at the slaughter later 
on”, smiled Adam mischievously – and his younger Sister 
matched the look in his eyes, licked her lips and sighed, “I 
cannot wait!”


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THE STRIP-POKER KIDS - Chapter Four - Where No One Has Gone Before