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 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."