Keywords: Underage boy and girl, discipline, sexual slavery


As Rachel had waited for, as she looked into the living room, her son Trevor was sitting in a chair watching TV as the two young foster children lay on the floor coloring. Going to her room, she retrieved the material she had found under her son's mattress and returned to the living room.

"Trevor, what is this? I found it under your mattress" she said as she dropped the nude and pornographic images of children into his lap.

"I don't know" the red faced boy stammered.

"What do you mean you don't know? I found it in your room. You must know."

"I mean, it isn't mine. I was holding it for a friend. I didn't even look inside the bag"

"It isn't yours? You don't like looking at naked children?"

"No, of course not."

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to think you are lying to me."

"No, Mom. I'm not lying. This is sick. I don't like it at all."

"Ok, as long as you are telling the truth and don't like naked children, I'll just throw this away. If it had been yours and if you did like naked children, I was thinking we'd strip Marcia and Peter, throw away all their clothes and leave them naked all the time. They would have been your slaves and you could touch them and use them and make them do whatever you wanted."

The 8 year girl and 5 year old boy looked up in fear as the 13 year old boy stared at his mother in disbelief and all he could say was "Really?"

"Sure. You're my son and I want you happy.  They are only intruders and here for the money I get."

"It's mine, Mom.  Make them take off their clothes."

"No, you take off their clothes.  Don't waste time unbuttoning or anything, we are throwing them away.  Rip them off."

Rachel reached down and grabbing the young girl by the arm, jerked her to her feet and held her arms over her head.  Trevor grinned as he felt his young cock hardening and saw the fear in the child's eyes.  Reaching out, he grabbed her blouse and ripping forward, tore the front out of it. Grabbing the thin undershirt, he tore that open and looked at her soft. smooth chest.  As she started to cry and whimper, he ran his hands over her chest and played with her tiny nipples. Turning his attention to her bottom half, he pulled her slacks and panties down to her ankles and tried to put his hand between her legs but she squeezed her thighs together.

"You can't allow either of them to resist you.  Do you still have the wood dowel you were using for your school project in your room?  Go get it." Rachel said as she pulled the little girl over to the table and pinned her down on it. "Give her twenty hard strokes with it."

The little girls shrieked in pain as the thin cane came down across her small ass, leaving a long, ugly red welt. Trevor felt so powerful and aroused that each stroke was harder then the last.  When she had received her punishment, the girl was limp and sweat covered from the pain and her ass was a crisscross of long red welt, some of them oozing blood from the brutality of the beating.

"Ask her if she will obey you from now on."

When asked, the girl was in too much pain and fear to respond, so Rachel instructed him to give her 5 more strokes.  The little girl screamed and said she would do anything he said, just don't ht her again, but Rachel said it was too late and she had to comply immediately so she received her remaining five stokes.

Seeing her son's erect dick pushing on her son's zipper, she told him to turn his attention to Peter and to strip him. 

In a moment, he had tore off the small boy's clothes and looked at his naked body.

"Do you want me to do to you what I did to Marcia? No, than do exactly what I say and don't even think about resisting. Spread your legs and keep them spread."

Shooting his hand between Peter's legs, he rubbed, pulled and played with the small cock.

"Unzip my pants, pull out my cock and put it in your mouth. And suck on it"

Trevor felt his cock twitch and grow harder as he felt the little lips wrapping around it and start to move up and down the shaft. As the child clumsily blew the older boy, Trevor could feel his arousal growing and his fluids rising.  Grabbing the small head and driving in so far the boy struggled as the cock went down his throat and blocked his breathing, Trevor shot a wad of hot spunk straight down the throat and into Peter's stomach.

Making the boy suck him again, Trevor hungry eyed Marcia's exposed pussy as he felt his cock growing hard again. Knocking the boy to the floor with a hard slap to the side of the head, Trevor walked behind the girl his mother was still holding down and rubbed the tiny lips and clitoris first with his fingers and then with his cock.  Lining up his hard cock with her opening, he pushed in with one thrust. The little girl shrieked and struggled but it was too late and Trevor moved in and out of her taking her virginity and satisfying his desire.

"Don't finish in her, pull out before you do. I have an idea you'll like" his mother said. Trevor was intrigued and was coming very close to climaxing as he felt the tiny, tight walls encasing his throbbing penis.

"I'm almost ready to finish, Mom."

"Ok, pull out and lay your other slave on his stomach on the floor.  Lie on top of him and drive your cock up his ass. Try to not come for as long as you can."

Quickly climbing on Peter, Trevor drove up the small, tight ass and fucked in and out as the boy screamed and cried and struggled. In and out he went as he felt his arousal growing.  No longer able to control himself, he exploded inside the asshole and released his semen. Continuing to fuck the young ass, he looked up to see his mother sitting on the sofa with Marcia kneeling in front of her with her head disappearing under Rachel's skirt.

As Rachel moaned and pushed the head in to her aroused, hunger pussy, the little girl licked and sucked her lips and clitoris until Rachel let out a scream and ground her pussy into the face. Marcia's body was still racked with pain from the beating and the deflowering and she hated the smell and taste of Rachel's lubricant but she knew enough to keep licking and satisfying the woman.

As the mother and son both relaxed from their sexual enjoyment, Rachel grabbed Marcia by the hair and said "From now on, your name is Cuntslut Whore.  Always respond to it and do not respond to any other name or my son won't be as gentle to you as he was today. Your name is Cocksucking Slut" she said to Peter "and the same goes for you."
