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 THE CASCADE

   1.  Capture

   You could say that it all started because of Facebook.  There Sarah was
on the final day of her great vacation adventure exploring Mexico and she
just needed a few more photos to post on Facebook before heading home.

   So the cute little 19 year old blonde from Spokane got out of the rental
car with her iPhone to record the spectacular view in front of her, right
down and across to the sea in the distance.  She was so busy with the
buttons and framing the picture just right that she didn't even notice the
police car pull up behind her.  The first thing she knew, as she span
round, was an angry Mexican police officer pointing his gun straight at her
and shouting that she should put her hands right up.

   Sarah obeyed because she was used to doing what authority figures told
her to do.  She had been brought up right.  But she could make no sense of
his urgent flow of Spanish and all she was able to say herself was "OK. 
OK. Slow down.  Wha....?"

   As soon as she was near the car the officer - whose name tag showed him
to be Captain Gomez - pushed her roughly against the metal, pulled her arms
back behind her and suddenly she was in handcuffs.

   Now that Sarah was restrained, the Captain at least put his gun back
into its holster and that made things a little calmer.  Darn it, she
thought, why didn't I pay more attention in Spanish classes?  But it was
too late for that now, so Sarah shrugged her shoulders in an exaggerated
way and made what she hoped was a puzzled face, to show that she just
didn't understand what was going on here.

   The angry Captain held up the iPhone that he had snatched from her and
shook it in her face while pointing to his left where to Sarah's surprise
she noticed for the first time a large official looking poster naming some
military base, at the bottom of which was a graphic of a camera with a
large red cross over it.  No photographs allowed.  Perhaps because Captain
Gomez realized that the cute girl had no Spanish, he pointed at her
accusingly and spoke in English for the first time.  "You Spy!"

   Sarah still didn't panic when a few minutes later she found herself,
still firmly handcuffed, in the back seat of the police car being driven
away from her rental and all her possessions, to who knows where.  She felt
that this was all a huge mistake and surely it would soon be sorted out and
then she could end her vacation as planned and go home to where everything
would be normal again.

   By the time the police car pulled up at the large pink police station,
it was late afternoon and the heat was almost unbearable.  Sarah was pushed
into what she guessed was a waiting area, locked in and left for what
seemed like half an hour.  Eventually a dark Mexican woman came to collect
her and to supervise her processing into the system.

   Sarah tried speaking politely to the woman but found that she was
ignored.  She must have had orders not to speak to the prisoners.  At least
her handcuffs were removed while Sarah was led into a bathroom area and
allowed to use the toilets.  When she emerged the Mexican women held out a
bright orange loose shift dress and gestured that it was what Sarah was now
to wear.  So her top, her shoes, her jeans - everything down to her white
undies - went into a basket and Sarah slipped into the orange cotton dress.

   In the meantime someone from the local police must have collected her
abandoned rental car.  Because the next time Sarah was brought in front of
Captain Gomez all her cases and backpack were laid out on a table, open, as
he checked through the contents.  The Captain turned to her holding her
passport open at the picture page.

   "You Sarah Holden?  Date of birth March 14 1993?  American?  Yes?"

   Sarah nodded to agree, trying to remain as polite as she could.  "Yes,
Sir."

   But then his face again turned nasty as he spat out "Why you come here
to spy on us?"

   "But Sir.  Honest.  I am not a spy, just a tourist.  And I am going home
tomorrow so I won't be any further trouble..."

   The Captain looked distinctly unconvinced and handed Sarah her iPhone
with a card on which was written a phone number.  "This number of American
Consul.  You ring.  He come to hear what you have done."

   At last, thought Sarah.  A way out of this nightmare.  So, very happily,
she took the phone and dialed the suggested number.  Sure enough a young
male Mid-Western voice answered "Hello.  Can I help you?"

   Sarah explained who she was and what had happened and the young man
seemed to make notes and write down all of her story.  He seemed to take it
very calmly as the sort of thing that he dealt with many times a month, so
Sarah began to relax a little.  It was going to be alright.

   She heard the man's voice tell her that a US official would be sent to
visit her in the police station.  Unfortunately there was no way that
anyone could reach her until the next day but she was not to worry, they
would be there tomorrow and it would all be looked into.  Now could she
pass him on to the Captain so that he could be given details of where she
was held?

   Sarah passed the phone over and the Captain spoke in quick Spanish to
the US official before switching off the iPhone and tossing it back on to
the table covered in her possessions.

   Things were in motion and perhaps the Captain had softened a little
because he then asked Sarah if she needed a drink.  It was so hot in the
police station that the girl quickly agreed.  The Captain bent to speak
into his telecoms and soon afterwards the same dark Mexican woman came in
to bring Sarah a large plastic beaker of Coke.  Which she drank greedily.
In fact the drink was probably more like 2 parts local Rum to 3 parts Coke
but Sarah was not an experienced drinker and hardly noticed the `funny
taste'.  But in a while she would be a little looser.

   The end of the afternoon and early part of the evening passed with very
little happening for Sarah.  She was locked into a cell on her own and saw
nobody until the Mexican woman brought her a basic meal of beans and rice
on a tray with another large beaker of Coke and Rum mix.  But behind the
scenes the Captain was busy.

   As you would imagine, Mexican policemen are poorly paid and so have to
be creative in ways to supplement their regular salary if they and their
families are to advance.  And for Captain Gomez his money- maker was live
shows, broadcast straight from the town gaol.

   Deep within the complex was a round concrete area, surrounded by barred
smaller cells, that was rigged professionally for movie making.  The lights
were studio bright shining down on the arena, cameras and sound equipment
was installed from 5 angles, which between them covered everything that
happened on stage.

   Subscribers to Prison Productions received advance warning by email that
a show was on that night, in case they were able to watch live.  But, in
any case, all shows were archived and added to the library that could be
seen at any time.  Viewers were encouraged to post feedback after a show to
rate it and to make suggestions for future exhibitions at the arena.  And
Sarah did not know it yet, but she was to be tonight's show.  Four hundred
and seventy six paid-up members would be watching.

   The Captain sent out his alert to the subscriber list and then went on
the phone to reach the two male stars that would be needed for the show. 
Both were popular from past shows.  One was his nephew Luis and the other
Juan, a friend of his.  Both boys were 26 and were very willing to take the
parts in the prison productions for little money.  Which left all the more
money for the Captain.

   When Sarah was led down to the central arena a little later, all she
noticed was a round area with some benches against the outer wall,
surrounded by other cells.  Right in the centre of the circle was a large,
heavy metal ring, set into the concrete.

   For a change, Sarah's handcuffs were unclipped and then, with both hands
now brought round in front of her, re-locked which at least was more
comfortable on her shoulders.  A strong chain was fixed to her handcuffs
and the other end to the heavy ring at the centre.  Sarah was still
restrained but she found that the chain left her free to move anywhere
within the circle.

   Left on her own, the girl checked around the circular area, found very
little of interest and sat herself down on one of the flat benches at the
outside edge of the circle.  And because she was beginning to get a little
exhausted and tired, Sarah lay down and drifted off to sleep.

   2.  The Show

   Sarah woke with a start of panic as the nightmare rushed back through
her mind.  There were now 2 young men also in her cell and one of them,
Juan, was right over her face as he had bent down to kiss the edge of her
mouth to wake the sleeping beauty.

   Luis was standing a little further away near her feet and both were
smiling broadly at the treasure in front of them.  In the first split
second Sarah registered that both young men were dressed in white shirts
and loose cotton trousers held up by thin rope round their waists.  And
despite looking so pleased, both men were handcuffed, as she had been, with
their hands behind their backs.  That was to be their handicap for the
show.

   Sarah's first instinct was to run from the threat of these dangerous
young men and so she ran, the chain paying out behind her.  But in seconds
she was the other side of the circular arena and the young men were still
behind her.  With Juan approaching her left and Luis her right, Sarah
dodged and feinted and again, sprinted away between them.  But they were
always there, still grinning at her with their hungry white teeth.  And the
helpless girl couldn't run far.

   Juan and Luis enjoyed playing with her for a little while, leaving her
spaces to run into before herding her between them and then letting her run
again.  But there was only ever going to be two winners to this game.

   While Luis continued to dance around the panicking girl, Juan headed for
the centre of the ring.  Standing firmly on the beginning of the chain he
started to use all his weight to step slowly along the chain and the prey
attached at the end.  And with each step the free part of the chain
shortened and Sarah's area of freedom closed down.  Panting, the precious
girl stood still as she saw that she was trapped.  With the chain almost
tight, Juan upon her, Luis took advantage of her distraction to kick her
legs away and Sarah was down.

   She could not of course understand what the boys said to each other but
clearly they were used to working together.  Juan stayed standing on the
last length of chain, very near to her wrists, which pinned Sarah's hands
up over her head.  She could still move the rest of her body and tried
kicking out as Luis but missed him as he approached her from the side.

   Twisting himself around Luis was able to dip back down so that his hands
behind him could take a tight hold on Sarah's orange prison shift and
gradually Luis pulled and tugged as he shifted his body up towards the
girl's head.  Sarah tried furiously to press down with her hips to trap the
fabric under her, but it was no use.  With a series of strong jerks Luis
dragged the shift up her middle exposing first her bare legs, then her
white panties and on to her tummy.

   By the time the viewers at home caught their first site of Sarah's white
bra and began to wonder about what was held inside them, the shift had
reached Sarah's face and she was blinded by the fabric.  She still wriggled
and kicked out as much as she could but she knew that she was now in big
trouble and at their mercy.

   Unseen by her Luis took over at her head, standing on the chain to keep
Sarah's hands trapped above her head, working at pulling up the fabric that
now covered the girl from her neck to her wrists.  Juan was free to work on
her panties.

   Looping round a little, to avoid Sarah's kicking legs, Juan backed into
the space between and crouched so that all of a sudden Sarah felt both of
his hands seize hold, either side of her panties.  And though she screamed
into the shift that still covered her face, there was nothing really that
she could do.  As Juan moved away from her, down towards her toes, her
panties went too.  And the viewers smiled and leant towards their screens
to get better views of the modest blonde fuzz that marked the beginning of
her womanly split.

   By this time Luis had succeeded in pulling the orange shift so far up
the girl that it was all above Sarah's head, bunched around her arms.  And
that meant that Sarah was able to see Juan clearly as he sat down on her.

   Straddling her now very naked waist, Juan was able to use his mouth for
a change in the next challenge of removing Sarah's last bit of protection.
His first bite into her right mound was part fabric and part flesh. 
Opening his mouth the boy tried again and this time felt the seam at the
end of her bra and biting down took firm hold with his teeth and pulled up
and over.  The right hand side of her bra was now stretched up across the
top of her squashed breast, pushed out and exposed underneath.  Very
happily Juan followed with his open mouth and began to suck greedily at her
nipple.

   Boys had of course tried to get to her breasts before back in Spokane.
And Sarah wasn't a virgin.  But let us say that she had been going slow and
only Brad, who was her steady boyfriend, had been allowed to suck at her
tender nips.  Partly this reluctance had been because they were so very
sensitive and the strong sensations sparked by Juan's mouth spread alarm
bells through the young girl.  "Oh My" she complained.  And closed her
eyes.

   Some time after his first assault on her boobies, by turning her onto
her front the boys managed to release the bra clasp and it joined her
panties somewhere out there on the concrete floor.  With the orange fabric
of her slip now fully over her head and past her wrists, some way down the
chain, the precious girl was exposed to her viewers and to the two Mexican
boys in all her naked glory.

   For a while Sarah lay out on her back while one black head was deep
between the join of her thighs, tongue wetly exploring her tubes and the
other black head worked around her nipples, breast and mouth.  The only way
that Sarah could deal with everything that was coming at her from all sides
was to keep her eyes tight shut and zone out as much as possible.

   With their hand secured behind their backs it was not entirely certain
if their warm erections would find their way through the frontal slits of
their cotton trousers or not.  And by the end of that evening's programme
one had managed to shed his load in a way that left gooey residue at the
edge of Sarah's mouth while the other had sadly created a washing problem.

   3.  Seeing the doctor

   Mid morning the next day found Sarah in the doctor's office.  Doctor
Sanchez was young and ambitious.  He knew that his future lay either in
plastic surgery in America or here in Mexico with torture.  Both were well
paid and offered exciting prospects but he had not yet made his choice.

   Sarah was still naked and strapped into the doctor's working chair. 
Wrist restraints held her arms firmly out to the side and her ankles were
clamped into foot stirrups so that she was as exposed for examination as
she could be.  The doctor was at his desk looking coolly at her with his
laptop open in front of him.  Three wires ran from her to a little black
box with dials, that in turn linked to his laptop.  Two wires lined to
clips attached to her nipples and the third went lower down to clip to her
clit.  The doctor was waiting for his group to come online.

   Not too far into the future Doctor Sanchez could see that he could offer
remote torture to his group.  Linked by video camera to his office, group
members could click to select which pain was applied, chose where and dial
the pain up or down from the ease of their own home computers.  But that
was still in the future.  For now they could join him on the video and type
in requests and questions as to how the doctor should proceed.

   Once there were enough green lights lit up on his control panel, the
Doctor was ready to begin.

   "Good morning everyone.  I hope all is well for you out there.  As you
can see today is looking a bit special here and we have Sarah to play with.
Say Good Morning, Sarah."

   And because she had been brought up to be polite, Sarah found herself
actually saying Good Morning to the invisible audience, wherever it was,
looking up at the camera just over the doctor's head.  It was really
confusing for her because part of her wanted to scream and yet part of her
instinctively wanted to do what this doctor in his white coat asked of her.

   "Well as usual, shall we start with questions and information about
Sarah?  Sarah, the group will text me their questions and I will read them
out for you to answer.  If you lie to us or do not answer I will switch on
some pain like this." And the doctor clicked a switch that sent a sharp
electric shock racing through her left nipple.  "Or this." A different
switch triggered the other side.  "Or even this which is the most fun for
me." And this time the doctor turned a knob which dialed up a mounting wave
of sharp pain that bit into her clit, built to an unbearable level that
made Sarah arch wildly in her chair and then stopped.  "I trust that is all
clear?"

   And so Sarah began to answer the questions as they came in.  How old was
she?  When was she first kissed?  How old was she when she first had a
boy's penis inside her?  Was there any sort of sex she didn't like?  And so
on and on.  Sarah tried to answer bravely and honestly but from time to
time the doctor still shocked her when he either was not sure that she was
trying hard enough or just felt like shocking her.

   The doctor usually kept the question session to between 5 and 10 minutes
depending on how many people were online.  And it was traditional that the
second item on the agenda was to shave Sarah down below.

   The doctor was able to switch camera so that instead of feeing the full
frontal view of the captured girl, the audience could now look down towards
her crutch slightly from above.  And the doctor went to work.

   The wire to her clit was unclipped and set to one side so that the
doctor could bring his trimmer into play.  Warm water, soap and a razor and
in a few moments all that was left of Sarah's lower fuzz was a slim
vertical landing strip that the doctor found that his group asked him to
leave, an arrow pointing down to the slit beneath.  Returning to his desk
the doctor was able to dial in a closeup for the group as he turned the
zoom on the camera lens.

   The final touch was for the doctor to lean back into her lower regions
and to apply a yellow chemical cream that would ensure that no hairs would
return for at least a year.  The way Sarah now was down there was how she
was going to stay for quite a while.

   The doctor moved slowly and steadily through his group session.  He knew
from the feedback that there were some people who fixated on one part and
others only registered something else.  So, he believed that he needed to
provide for as many needs as possible.

   The third regular stage in his group session was the journey up the
victim's vagina as far as her womb.  He had a special tube shaped camera on
the end of a flexible wire with its own searchlight at the front - which
had been developed for internal investigations.  The latest technology gave
amazing clarity in the quality of picture sent up back to his laptop.

   Switching to the view from the Crawler (as he liked to call it) the
Doctor gave his viewers a spectacular close view of Sarah's outer lips. 
Dipping his first two fingers into a pot of lubricating oil, the Doctor
could be seen stroking oil into her outer lips and then pushing them apart
to make way for the Crawler tube.  The view paused again to witness the way
the Doctor's fingers now oiled and stroked the inner area of Sarah's pink
young clit, still showing the teeth marks from its recent clip, and down
all around the opening of her vaginal mouth.  Behind the camera more oil
was rubbed around the front part of the Crawler and in it went.

   The light from the searchlight at the front of the sliding tube gave a
slightly yellow hue to the view of the entrance to Sarah's cave.  Teasing
the girl as well as his audience, the Doctor playfully thrust slowly back
and forth at the entrance to her inner world before slowly sliding ahead,
through the pink caverns lit up so clearly inside.  Her sweet tubes of
course brought the probe right up to the entrance to her cervix and with a
little jiggling and pushing the Doctor was even able to give his viewers a
peek into the hidden depth of Sarah's womb.  Everything inside the young
girl glowed fit, pink and healthy, waiting for life to take its course. 
The Doctor sighed with pleasure, knowing that this would be a good one to
add to his collection.

   After these first three sessions, the Doctor usually allowed the members
of his group to text in suggestions for further play.  Glancing down at his
screen he saw that the first request was one of his personal favourites -
needles through the nipples.  With a smile he reached out towards the ice
cubes......

   4.  Dinner with the Captain

   For the Doctor there was just something special about a naked
unconscious woman.  So most of his group sessions ended with him
administering a strong dose of sedative, putting his clients to sleep so
that he could please himself with them.  And so it had been for Sarah this
time.

   When she awoke, feeling sore in many strange places, it was already
evening.  She was still entirely naked, wrists again handcuffed behind her
and locked now in a single person cell - wondering when the US Consul would
come to rescue her from all this craziness.

   She had not seen the Captain all day and to her surprise it was him who
visited her next.  He even seemed friendly today as he asked her how she
was and offered her another large tub of Rum and Coke which she drank down
gratefully as the weather was still extremely warm in there.

   When she had finished her drink the Captain bent in closer and told her
to close her eyes.  Sarah obeyed straight away and felt something being
pressed over them, which sealed them shut.  The Captain had brought two
square flesh coloured pieces of Elastoplast and these were now holding her
eyelids fixed and down.  She could not see anything.

   Sarah tensed wondering what would happen next but the Captain simply
encouraged her to stand and led her away for her evening meal.  She did not
know it but was taken through to the Captain's private quarters where she
was secured, naked and blind, onto a wooden chair, hands fixed behind her
back.

   She did not know what to expect but the Captain seemed in a very happy
mood as he fed her like a child.  She felt the edge of a glass come to her
lips and drank what was offered.  Food was spooned into her lips and again
she was so hungry that she was more than happy to open her mouth to the
spoon and chew down what was presented to her.  Maybe the drink was strong,
she wondered, as her head seemed to be starting to swim a little.

   A fat sausage appeared at her lips, covered in gravy and for a moment
the Captain seemed to play with her by moving the end of the sausage in and
out of her lips before allowing her to bite into it and she was sure that
she heard him laugh out loud.

   Maybe the alcohol she was now drinking was reacting in some way to the
remains of the Doctor's sedative because she was definitely getting
confused.  She could hardly tell any more what was happening to her and did
not resist anything.

   Once the cold pudding had slipped down, followed by another swallow of
whatever drink she was being given there was a short pause and then she
felt the Captain's hands cool behind her back as he released her from the
handcuffs.  Almost a dead weight she was lifted through ninety degrees and
found herself now sitting in the Captain's own chair on his bare lap.

   The Captain's broad left arm was across her chest, holding her upright
and she could tell that his fingers were now pulling at her right breast,
playing with that nipple.  She could not see the Captain's right hand reach
forward to the oil dressing on the table where it dipped and then moved
down to Sarah's open groin.

   Sitting on the Captain's lap Sarah's legs splayed outwards, falling
outside his legs - so her centre was very much available to the Captain's
oily fingers.  Dipping and rubbing the Captain began to apply to oil up and
down her outer lips and soon after they had found fresh oil, moving in to
her inner areas and magic clit.  His rubbing was strong and firm with a
mixture or soft light stroking and hard squashing force.  It was almost as
if he was listening for Sarah's reactions to see which she preferred.

   Just ahead of everything happening in Sarah's doorway the Captain's
proud erection waited its turn.  And as Sarah found herself wriggling a
little despite herself, her pubic bone bumped rhythmically against his firm
flesh.  The Captain's greased hand pressed harder into the nub of the
girl's slippery clit, hoisted her waist up and by slightly tilting his hips
beneath her, slid firmly into her waiting slot.

   Perhaps to Sarah's surprise the new firm presence deep inside her did
not move as the Captain's sliding fingers continued to rub and stroke at
her intimately.  It stayed quite still as her engorged flesh heated up
around it, tightening its hold on the intruder.  Half unconscious, Sarah's
awareness seemed to be closing around the firm button of her clit as it was
squashed and encouraged by the Captain's fingers.  A rosy flush moved
rapidly up Sarah's chest, through her breasts and up to her neck, as her
breath tightened and a shuddering orgasm broke through her.  Deep inside
her the spasms and clutching of her muscles also brought on an instant
climax for the Captain and hundreds of eager cells burst out to swim North.

   Captain Gomez sighed and smiled in contentment.  All was very well in
his world.  He had followed protocol of course - he was too low a cog in
the town to do anything else.  The previous evening he had rung to report
Sarah's capture to the Commander and he knew that meant that she would be
transferred into the Cascade system tomorrow.  That had always been
inevitable.  But he had just enjoyed her, the ratings from the previous
night's show had been great, his daughter had a new iPhone, the rest of
Sarah's possessions (including her passport) had been burned as instructed
and there was still time for a little bit of a show this evening.  As he
shrank, he eased himself out of the American girl and idly wiped himself on
her thigh.

   "Don't worry, little one.  Tonight you will have a cell all to yourself"
he smiled.

   And that was true.  Sarah spent the night in one of the smaller cells
that bordered on the edge of the concrete circle.  The side of her cell
that looked out onto the circle was made up entirely of open iron bars. 
Vertical bars about 3 inches apart and flat horizontal bars near the
ground, half way up and near the top.

   It was never going to be a comfortable night for the young blonde girl.
She was fixed in a standing position, facing hard into the bars and facing
in towards the circle arena.  By fastening her so that one of the vertical
bars ran right up the centre of her body her perky breasts pushed through
into space on either side.  Her wrists were tied out wide either side of
her to the middle horizontal bar and her feet too were spread apart and
fixed.  When Sarah's body pressed forward, the cold metal bar was hard
against her pubic bone, the centre of her chest and right up to her nose.
Indeed Sarah instinctively turned her head to one side to take the pressure
off her face.

   Soon after she had been set up and attached in her cell, Sarah was
asleep exhausted by her day.  But the cameras were running and her video
picture was being broadcast out to the Captain's subscribers.  Instead of
the regular show the Captain was offering a special offer to the first 5
members who wanted to pay $30 US.

   Sarah knew little about the evening's mini-show but when she began to
return to her senses the next morning she felt hurt and bruised in many
places.  The plasters on her eyes had been removed and when she looked down
she could see that her breasts seemed to have come in for some particular
attention.  A thin white cord was tied tightly round the base of each
mount, making its soft breast flesh bulge out through the bars.  The
trapped blood had made them purple and there seemed to be fresh marks at
her bruised nipples.  Her mouth too smelled peculiar and Sarah didn't like
the taste left at the edge of her lips.  The precious girl heaved a sigh
and wondered when this nightmare would ever end.  What had happened to her?

   A little later she was taken down and prepared so that when the van came
she was clean and ready to enter into the Cascade system.

   5.  The Cascade Step 1: Los Viente

   At the top of the Cascade system was the club for the twenty most
important men in the district - Los Viente.  All members had to be at least
50 years old and there were never more than 20 members in total.  No one
ever resigned or left but when a member died a replacement was chosen by
ballot among the remaining members.

   The clubhouse for Los Viente had originally been built as a stylish
Spanish hacienda.  The terracotta roof tiles, lush watered gardens with
Cyprus trees made a welcoming sight inviting the members to come there to
relax, do a little business and have some fun.

   And because Los Viente were the most powerful men in the district their
club sat at the top of the Cascade and they were able to take first pick of
the girls.  Throughout the Cascade the rule was always the same - a girl
stayed for one month and was then passed on down to the next point in the
Cascade.  That way there was always someone new and of interest and very
few problems.

   When the van door opened to the servants entrance at the back of the
Clubhouse a naked Sarah blinked as she emerged into sunshine.  Her first
emotions were confusion and then hope because everything about her was so
beautiful.  She had suddenly arrived at a 5 star hotel.

   The permanent staff at the Clubhouse was headed by La Senora and it was
she who opened the kitchen door to receive the new delivery.  As she looked
Sarah up and down to assess her potential, Sarah could see no signs of
friendliness or welcome in her cold eyes.  La Senora was all business and
she had seen many, many naked girls like Sarah arrive and go.

   Apart from the permanent staff there were 4 other girls in the Cascade
system when Sarah arrived.  One of them - Monica, a tall slim girl from
Germany - had been given the task of introducing Sarah to her new world and
its rules.  When Sarah was able to ask Monica how long she had been there
she said just over two weeks.

   Following Monica, Sarah was shown the area where the 5 Cascade girls
slept and was even able to enjoy a warm shower before donning her new
uniform.  It felt so good to be clean and nice smelling again that Sarah's
spirits lifted and she became quite excited about her new position.

   She still had no underwear of course and the uniform was a version of a
French maid's uniform.  The skirt was black and short to above her knees.
The bib at the front was fixed to the skirt at the waist and at the top by
ties that went round the back of her neck to Velcro together.  That of
course left her arms bare and the sides of her naked breasts very visible
and accessible and everything moved and swung naturally without restraint.
And if a gentleman's hand were to travel up her thigh he would find that
there was nothing between his fingers and her snatch but clear air.

   She had most trouble with her shoes as she had hardly ever worn heels
before and was now expected to always be in 4 inch black heels.  She
steadied her balance and tried her very best.

   Once Sarah had dressed, Monica sat with her on one of the beds and
explained the rules of the house.  Monica began by taking a black bangle
and fastening it around Sarah's right ankle.

   "This is your alarm bracelet and you can never take it off.  Only La
Senora has the key to open it so you will always wear it while you are
here. Don't worry it is quite light and you will soon be used to it.  But
if you ever try to escape the alarm will light up in the control hut and
the guards will come for you.  And then they will kill you very painfully -
understand?"

   Sarah nodded, frightened to think of that threat hanging over the girls.
She decided that she would never try to run away.

   "There are 20 members and they can come here at any time but especially
for dinner in the evening.  Not all of them come every day of course so you
will see maybe 8 or 10 gentlemen most evenings.  In front of them you will
stand still and only look up into their faces when they speak to you.  We
call them all `Sir' so you don't have to remember their names or anything.
Is that clear?"

   Again, Sarah nodded to confirm that she understood and would obey.

   "From 6 o'clock tonight and every night, you are on duty downstairs.  We
start by standing at the edge of the smoking room ready and watching in
case a member calls us over.  When you are called, as I say, you go
straight to the member and stand in front of him with your eyes down. 
Speak only when spoken to.  But if tells you to get him a Whisky for
instance you can say "Yes Sir' and then you fetch him his drink.

   The members eat at 8 each night so at that time we follow the members
into their dining room and we help as waitresses, making sure that they all
have whatever they need.

   The gentlemen can do absolutely anything they want with us - please
understand.  Anything at all.  So if one of them takes you away for some
private time you will go with them and give him exactly what he wants. 
Understand?"

   From her doubtful face Monica could see that Sarah was struggling with
this part of her instructions.  Only two weeks earlier she had been the
same but she had adjusted and Sarah would adjust too.

   "Don't worry too much Sarah.  The gentlemen are quite old and most of
them are quite nice.  Just one or two that you need to be careful with - if
they chose you."

   "It is traditional that your first evening starts with the Commander. 
He is the senior member and must be nearly 90 years old.  I will take you
down and you will have your photo taken with him for the record book. 
Don't worry, we have all been there.

   Later during the meal there will be a special initiation for you but
don't worry about that for now.  I will tell you more about that later. 
Oh, one other rule you will need to understand.  When we go down at 6
o'clock your uniform will be on properly and the halter bib will of course
be up.  But if one of the gentlemen decides to undo your halter and let the
bib hang down to expose your tits, that is up to him and you will leave the
bib alone.  You do not try to tie it up again but will stay like that for
the rest of the night.  OK?"

   When Sarah was taken down to meet the Commander she found him seated in
his Study in a deep leather chair.  He was looking through an open photo
album, which seemed to consist entirely of naked girls sitting on his lap.
Also in the room was a wooden tripod and a young cameraman ready to add
Sarah to the Commander's collection.

   Obedient to her instructions Sarah stood in front of the old man with
her eyes down and her hands close to her sides.  Evidently the Commander
liked what he saw because his voice was warm and friendly to the young
girl.

   "Well, you are welcome young lady.  I gather your name is Sarah.  So -
Sarah - the first thing you need to do is to go over to my desk, slip out
of your uniform and come back here to have your photo taken for our little
book." When Sarah looked at his chubby lined face she imagined that he was
almost like a grandfather figure and although it seemed a little strange to
immediately take her clothes off for him, she did not really mind.  He
seemed quite nice.

   Once out of her clothes Sarah returned to the Commander who drew her
down to sit in his lap slightly to one side so that they would both be
recorded in the official photo.  The old gentleman's hand took up a
position under her full left breast, cupping it out to the camera.

   Two photos were quickly snapped and the photographer asked for just one
more, to make sure.  At that moment the Commander's wandering fingers
decided to pinch Sarah's pert nipple hard so that last photo caught the
Commander's happy smile next to her open startled mouth as she cried out in
shock.  That would probably be the one that they would stick into the
Register he thought.

   The Commander told the cameraman to take his equipment and go and to
send him the results the next day.  Sarah was allowed to stand and to dress
back again into her uniform.  When she next stood meekly in front of the
Commander he had risen from his chair and pinned her official name tag to
the front of her bib.  `Sarah'.  She was in.

   Soon afterwards Sarah was on duty for the first time in the smoking room
near a window and with her back to velvet curtains.  Seven members had
arrived to join the Commander that evening, so they would be eight for the
meal.  Sarah tried her best to watch out in case any of the men signaled to
her for attention while at the same time remaining demure and unobtrusive
at the edge of the room.

   She quickly saw that when a member wanted one of the girls he looked at
her while raising a finger for her to see.  And then the girl responded at
once.  Four of the members called Sarah over and told her to fetch them a
drink or whatever they needed.  She smiled prettily and tried not to wince
when their hands slid in to pinch her bottom or to have a quick feel of her
breasts.  And she felt that she was learning how to move in her new heels.

   The gentlemen members were close friends and used their meetings at the
Club to keep in touch, do deals together and to arrange matters like
weddings between their families.  They were busy with each other and the
girls were not the centre of attention.  Sarah relaxed a little as she
could see that the five Cascade maids in their uniforms were handling their
needs well.  And at least none of the old gentlemen had pulled her bib
down.

   As the members began to move towards the dining room to begin their meal
Monica nudged Sarah and took her aside.  It was only then that Sarah
remembered that she had warned her upstairs that there was to be some sort
of initiation for her.

   "All new girls have to go through a test on their first evening and
tonight it is your turn.  If you refuse to go through with it or fail the
test in any way then you will be punished - severely.  So the best thing to
do is just to get on and do it, as we all have done."

   Sarah nodded and waited, wondering what it was she had to do.

   "The gentlemen will be seated round the table and as soon as the pudding
course has been served to everyone you go into action.  The Commander will
be seated at the head of the table as the senior member and you start with
him and go round all the members clockwise each in turn.

   Basically you go under the table and crawl to the Commander.  You start
by putting your hand and placing it firmly onto his crotch, so he knows you
are there.  If he will allow you to give him a blow job he will signal that
by opening his legs to give you access.  If any member isn't in the mood he
will keep his legs together and you move on to the next member.

   As soon as their legs are open you reach in and undo them to the point
when you can free up their cock and then you give them oral sex until they
come.  Once they have come you swallow it down, lick them clean, replace
them into their trousers and do them up tidily before moving on to the next
member.  Is that clear?"

   Sarah was panicking.  "But I've never done any of that before.  Brad
wanted to but I just wouldn't let him.  Oh God.  I don't think I know how I
will manage."

   The helpless girl felt as if she would burst into tears at any moment.
She was overwhelmed but the threat of failing and being punished made her
extremely frightened.  But fortunately Monica was prepared to look after
her.

   "Don't worry too much.  They won't expect perfection the first time. 
They know that you have only just arrived." She smiled kindly at Sarah
trying to encourage her.

   "I'll give you a routine to follow for tonight.  Then you will be able
to handle it fine.  Start by concentrating on getting their cocks out, free
of their clothing.  You might have to undo their belt as well as their zip
but make sure that you check that they are completely free of the clothing
before you start.

   The next thing to do is to reach out with your left hand and make a ring
around the base of their cock with your fingers and squeeze.  Some cocks
you will find are ready and some are still not.  It doesn't matter.  Make
that first ring with your left hand and as the blood comes in it will keep
them firm and help keep them out of your throat.

   As soon as that ring is there lean in and take as much of their cock in
your mouth as you can.  Don't do anything like sucking or blowing.  Just
make that cock as warm as you can.  Gentle movements are fine and you
should move your tongue softly over and around the cock as much as you can.
You are welcoming it in and pretty soon you will find that their cock is
hard and ready and wet.

   Still keep your tongue licking and feeling and start into slow strokes
with your whole mouth and lips right up and down as much of his cock as you
can manage.  Keep that left hand tight round the base of his cock and
squeeze a little more.  He will let you know when he is getting ready to
come and a that stage things will go a little faster but just go with it.
When he comes, swallow hard and concentrate on keeping the head of his cock
warm and wet until you feel that it is shrinking out of your mouth.  Only
then lick it clean, especially around its head and put it carefully away. I
know that is a lot to learn but believe me, in a week you will be a
professional."

   She winked at Sarah and walked away, leaving the American girl to wait
for her big moment.

   Maybe she was imagining it, but Sarah felt that more of the members at
the table were now noticing her and looking at her.  They didn't call her
over but just checked her out, knowing what was coming.

   The soup had come and gone and so had the main dish of fish with
vegetables and Sarah again began to feel panic as the plates of lemon tart
were handed around.  When the eighth place had been presented she knew that
her moment had arrived.  She would either run away and they would catch her
and punish her or she would slip under the table and follow Monica's
instructions.

   Glancing at Monica she saw the German girl nod and indicate the table
with her eyes.  Gulping, Sarah went down on her knees and crawled under the
tablecloth to disappear from sight.

   As the table was designed to seat all 20 members on nights when Los
Viente were present there was plenty of room tonight to find her way
towards the Commander's seat.  All around her she could only see the laps,
legs and shoes of the members as they ate above her, waiting for her
attentions.

   Nervously Sarah placed her hand as instructed onto the bulge at the
centre of the Commander's lap and pressed down slightly.  Even that seemed
like a revolting step too far.  But when the Commander's grey trouser legs
parted in response Sarah did not hesitate but went into action.

   When she sat with Monica that night to debrief, Sarah told her that
after the first three times it had not been so bad.  In a way it had helped
that she could not see their faces, just their bottom halves.  That made it
anonymous.  And they had not grabbed at her or made it difficult for her in
any way - just allowed her access so that she could help herself.  In a
way, Sarah was proud of herself.

   As it was her first night, Sarah was also introduced to the weekly red
pills that she had now to swallow which would make sure that she was not
pregnant - at least until someone in charge wanted her to be pregnant. 
Again, as usual, Sarah complied.

   And so she settled in to her new life at the Club.  Sarah got to know
the other Cascade girls too but Monica became her special friend and if
there was anything that Sarah needed to discuss or share she went to Monica
for support.

   Occasionally one or more members would visit during the daytime and
sometimes that was to look for entertainment from the girls.  But the
important time, every day, was the evening from 6pm onwards when all the
girls were on duty.

   Most of the gentlemen were friendly and easy enough even if their hands
strayed.  Sarah would close her eyes when they pulled her to them and
kissed them, trying to ignore their tongues if they invaded her mouth.  But
it was not too bad.

   There was only one member, a short dark man with a little goatee beard,
that seemed intent on causing Sarah trouble.  She could tell that she
watched her more than the other girls and hurt her more than any one else.
Once in the smoking room he called Sarah over, dropped a pen deliberately
and asked her to pick it up for him.  As soon as she had bent over in front
of him she felt his fingers grab at her naked cunt and he forced his thumb
right into her.  And he was always pinching her nipples.

   In fact the only two evenings in Sarah's first fortnight that she spent
with her bib down in front of everyone, breasts hanging out, it had been
that bearded member who had pulled her bib free.  Sarah tried to do her
best to avoid him but it was not always possible.

   And there came a morning when Sarah was called down and found that her
troublesome gentleman had arrived especially to spend time with her.  He
had a wicked smile on his face and his right hand was swishing a dangerous
looking cane.  Blushing, Sarah knew that there was nothing that she could
do and followed him as he led her to one of the private bedrooms.

   Sarah was soon bent over the back of a chair, her skirt flipped up and
her rear end exposed and ready for punishment.  Her hands gripped the chair
legs tightly.  And the gentleman member who didn't seem to like her, began
to thrash her.  Pausing to relish each stroke of his whippy cane, he gave
her six strokes, three on each cheek of her extended rear.

   Breathing heavily, her tormentor gestured at her with his whip.  "That
is better.  You have been a bad girl and you needed to be punished.  Now
come here so that you can be spanked."

   The small dark gentleman seated himself into a comfortable open chair
and arranged Sarah as he wished so that she lay out across his open lap. 
Her head was to his left, her halter ties open so that her bib dangled
straight down leaving her breasts near to his left hand.  And to his right,
her skirt was flipped up over her waist leaving her pink rear nicely placed
for his right hand.

   "Now girl, I want you to tuck your right hand under you and start
playing with yourself.  All the time I am spanking you, you will be working
to make yourself come and I shall only stop when I see that you have come,
big time.  If you fake it I shall know when I check to see how wet you are.
And if you don't come big enough you will just have to keep on diddling
until you do better and I shall enjoy spanking you some more.  Am I clear?"

   Sarah dutifully pushed her right hand down between the skin of her waist
and his trousers so that two fingers could reach her lips and hesitantly
began to stroke herself.

   Content with the arrangement spread out in front of him like a keyboard,
the gentleman's left hand closed onto her breast even as the first smack
came down on her rear.  He was enjoying himself immensely and set into a
rhythm of pulling hard on her nipple or pinching tightly between each
smack. Sarah was very distracted by this painful alternating between pinch
and pain, pinch and pain, but knew that the only way to bring it to an end
was to forget it and make herself come big time.

   For many minutes she was almost dry and she did not feel that she could
pull out her hand to lubricate herself at all with her saliva.  So she had
to wince and continue until she could get her body's full attention. 
Rubbing and stroking she began to get there and as the gentleman noticed
her rising breathing and stronger movements he in turn smacked and pulled
harder so that pleasure and pain mixed hopelessly in Sarah as she struggled
towards the edge of release.

   When she finally managed to come Sarah did not have to fake it, calling
out loudly and it was obvious to her and to her gentleman that she had
performed as requested.  With a sigh of deep satisfaction the little dark
man gave her one final resounding smack and leaned back into the chair to
savour the pleasures of his life.

   But he was an exception.  The rest of her gentleman members made demands
on her and took advantage of her, but their demands were usually light and
easy and it was not so difficult just to close her eyes and respond to
where they were taking her.  She even began not to mind so much when they
stuck their tongues into her mouth.

   And Sarah hardly noticed as the Cascade girls came and went.  Four days
after Sarah had arrived a new red headed girl with a French accent arrived
and Sarah had the strange experience of standing at the edge of the dining
room watching as the new girl took her turn to crawl under the tablecloth
of her first evening.

   It hardly mattered when one or other of the other Cascade girls
disappeared but it left a large hole when two weeks after she had arrived
Monica came to say goodbye.  And it was then, seated on a bed in their room
with Monica that Sarah really first came to understand her future in the
Cascade.

   "Don't worry", Monica said stroking Sarah's soft blonde hair.  "You'll
be fine.  And I will see you soon anyway at the next place, in two weeks
time."

   "The next place?" queried Sarah.

   "Yes that is how it works.  Everyone only stays here for a month and
then moves on.  We are never told what the next place is like but we all go
to the same place, stay for a month and then go on again and so it goes. 
Hopefully it will be good, like here - but in any case I will be there
ahead of you each time and can give you some tips!  So you will be looked
after."

   And they hugged and shared a kiss and then she was gone and Sarah began
to pay more attention to the days slipping by as the countdown to the end
of her month at Los Viente Clubhouse continued.

   Two days before her month was up, La Senora measured her carefully.  She
was going to need a new uniform wherever she was going.

   6.  The Cascade Step 2: Los Lobos Island

   And it was quite a change for Sarah when the time came to leave Los
Viente.  La Senora supervised the removal of her alarm bracelet and took
back her everyday maid's uniform.  In its place, as Sarah was guided out
through the back kitchen door again and into the transfer van, the blonde
girl walked out in a revealing pale blue bikini and open sandals.

   The second stage in the Cascade was run by and for the young men on the
way up, Los Lobos.  This time there was a maximum of thirty members, all
aged from 20 to 40.  Many had fathers in Los Viente and almost all hoped
that they would be elected into the ruling group as the vacancies came up,
once they had reached 50.  But not all would make it.  Compared to the
quiet authority of Los Viente and its Clubhouse, Los Lobos was far more
energetic, competitive and noisy.  There was testosterone to spare and the
young men had their needs.

   Los Lobos owned a small island off the coast and it was a place that any
of the young members could come to relax and party.  Some would come for a
week's break, others for just a night away from home and office but it was
an easy boat ride away and free once you were a member.

   There was a main base complex at the centre of the island, with pools,
gym, spa, restaurants and bars.  And around that were a series of straw
covered beach bungalows that were allocated on arrival.

   Sarah again saw nothing of her journey from inside the closed van and so
had no idea where exactly she had been taken.  Even the short boat ride was
made within the closed van as it was driven onto the boat and was only
opened when it drove up to the rear access to the complex.

   Stepping out in her blue bikini Sarah again felt her spirits lift. 
After surviving her month at the Clubhouse she was sure that she could do
well here, no matter what the rules were.  And it certainly looked very
pretty.

   Once inside she was given a big welcome by Monica who had volunteered to
take care of Sarah and settle her in.  So the two girls were able to have a
quick chat and exchanged stories.  Monica reassured Sarah that it would be
OK in Los Lobos.  "The pace is quicker and we are much more in demand here,
so you will be exhausted but keep smiling and it will be fun.  You'll see!"

   "And there is no initiation here so you won't be crawling under any
tables looking at old men's laps!"

   Sarah laughed with her and again was sure that everything was now going
to be alright.

   Monica told her that there was a duty rota for the Cascade girls and
Sarah's first duty for the rest of that day was as a pool girl.  Monica
helped her to the pool which was in full sunshine, surrounded by loungers
and its own bar area.  Sarah recognized the girl in the water as Jane,
another Cascade girl that she had known a little at the last place.  She
waved and Jane swam towards them.  It was only as she emerged from the
water that Sarah saw that Jane had bare breasts and that her legs were
formed together as a mermaid.

   It was Sarah's turn to replace Jane and take over for her shift as the
new pool mermaid for that evening.  So Sarah slipped out of her new bikini
and Monica and Jane together helped to show her how to place her legs
together and then clamp the fish tail rubber pieces around them.  From the
knees downwards she flowed out into one large rubber fin.  Monica offered
to drop Sarah's blue bikini back to their room until she needed it again
and away she went with Jane, leaving Sarah to slip into the water.

   She had received no specific instructions but felt sure that what she
needed to do was to get used to swimming with her new tail and wait for
someone to let her know that she was needed.

   It didn't take long before she had been called over by two young men at
the bar alongside the pool and a few minutes after that she was stretched
out on the pool edge on her back while the laughing young men drank shots
from her belly button.

   Reaching an ice cube from the bar one of the young men began rubbing the
freezing cube back and forth across her nipple until the sharp cold made it
swell and stand proud - at which point it promptly got bitten for its
trouble.

   Her two young clients were very drunk and when the one attacking her
nipple tried to make better contact they both ended rolling into the pool,
face to face.  He was trying to kiss her and grabbing at her breast while
Sarah was doing her best to get some air and breathe.

   When she surfaced gasping, right in front of her face was the other boy,
now sitting at the edge of the pool by the bar, his feet in the water.  In
front of her eyes was his erect member asking for attention and his trunks
were nowhere to be seen.  Well trained now, Sarah did not hesitate but
leaned forward and formed the ring with her left hand.  Her mouth followed.

   Behind her the second boy was scrabbling to come to grips with her from
behind.  Sarah was unsure what a mermaid actually could offer gentlemen
visitors but instinctively her legs floated upwards to make a right angle
of her waist and possibly to offer the best chance for her drunken suitor.
There was definitely no way she could open her legs.

   And that seemed to be a fair introduction to the drunken, noisy life on
the island.  Pretty well everything happened out of doors - there was loud
music, barbeques, bars everywhere and plenty going on.  For a young 19 year
old like Sarah, even though she had been brought up strictly, it all seemed
quite exciting.

   She saw that each of the Cascade girls wore a different coloured bikini
here - when they actually had any clothes on.  So Sarah quickly became used
to being called Blue Girl.  Whereas the Cascade girls' rooms had been
upstairs at the Clubhouse, here they all shared one big open straw roofed
hut without sides, close to the kitchens and main bar area.  They slept in
hammocks and were always on call, at any time night or day.

   Sarah also realized that the younger men at Los Lobos made stronger
demands than the older gentlemen at the Club.  There were usually 12 or so
members around at the island looking to enjoy themselves and as far as
Sarah could see each of them expected to have sex in one way or another at
least 3 times a day.  Maybe they just stored it up so that they could
celebrate harder when they got here, she wondered.  But with only 6 Cascade
girls the maths said that you were likely to have to put out at least 6
times a day on average.

   And of course the youthful Lobos wanted to display their macho energy
with vigorous displays of thrusting and noisy effort, lasting as long as
possible to impress their rivals.  And they seemed to want to bend the poor
girl into strange positions and especially made sure that they penetrated
as hard as possible in her anus and down her throat.  It was almost as if
cunts were going out of fashion on the island.

   So, Sarah was sore and tired most of the time.

   Sarah discussed running away with one of the other Cascade girls but was
told that it was suicide.  The sharks and the strong currents would make it
impossible for her to swim for the nearest shore and all boats leaving the
island were checked carefully for stowaways.  So here she would have to
stay until her time was up.

   She was given two duty periods each day from the rota and for the rest
of the time she had to take up her position in front of their sleeping hut,
spread out appealingly on a sun lounger waiting for customers.  Above the
sun loungers two signs had been nailed up.  One said "Available" in large
letters and the other "We always say YES!" At least the girls were able to
get some tanning while they waited.

   Spa duty was one that Sarah began to look forward to.  She simply had to
wait in the hot tub in her bikini and look after any young men that
visited. Almost always the bikini was abandoned very quickly as she soaped
and massaged and provided relief.  But she was allowed to replace it
whenever the spa was empty again.  And there were quiet gaps when she had
the place to herself, enjoying the bubbling hot tub.

   Occasionally she was chosen for topless volleyball too - or Bouncing
Boobies as the men seem to have decided to call it.  She noticed that only
the Cascade girls who were well endowed in the upper department were chosen
and somewhere deep inside her Sarah secretly felt proud that she had been
picked.  Even if she couldn't play very well and often ended up in the
sand.

   In the evenings, after a day of drinking and sunshine there was a
dangerous feeling that things could get a little out of hand.  Sometimes
there might be a fight between two rivals but often the riotous energy was
deflected onto the Cascade girls on offer.

   The second evening that Sarah spent on the island she went to see what
some shouting meant and found a noisy group of young men circled around
Monica and one of the other girls.  One of the men must have brought a
double-ended dildo with him - large and black as far as Sarah could see. 
And Monica and her partner held one end each in their closely joined
snatches and by clenching their muscles tightly onto the monster were doing
their best to pump it into each other.  That one ended with beers being
poured all over the exhausted girls as they collapsed on the ground.  Sarah
shivered and was glad that she had not been chosen.

   Two nights later, as darkness fell, all the girls were sent out as the
quarry on a night hunt.  They were fitted with bracelets of small tinkling
bells on their ankles, so that they would give away their position every
time that they moved.  And off they went in different directions.

   Sarah tried to run, tried to find good places to hide and tried not to
panic at being out alone among the strange noises of the night.  What might
there be waiting for them on the island away from the club area, she
wondered.  In the end she was caught 4 times and fucked 4 times by
different hunters.  Each hunter had their own small spray cans and sprayed
their personal mark on her skin when they had come, so that a count could
be made when all the girls returned to see who had won and who had lost.

   When the girls staggered back into the light once a bell had been rung
out to announce that the hunt was over, the spray patches were counted and
it was found that Sarah had lost.  No other girl had more than 4 patches.
Which meant that the next night she would have to pay a penalty.

   No one would give Sarah any clues as to what her penalty would be but
she was told to present herself at the main bar the next evening at 7pm. 
What she found was a frame that looked as if it had been well used many
times, so must be a regular feature at the Club.  The wooden frame was
basically designed to hold and display a naked girl so that all 3 of her
openings were all available at the same time.  As a bonus her breasts would
be dangling down and within reach no matter which end you approached.  And
it was not long before Sarah was again naked and fastened tightly over the
frame, her raised rear end on one side and lifted head and mouth, all
usefully waist high.  She wondered if there was a lever or electric hoist
somewhere in case the men were short or very tall and giggled to herself.

   But despite the obvious attraction of the displayed blonde girl, the
evening was actually about a poker tournament.  Near the frame was set up
the poker table and ten members of Los Lobos gathered around it to take
part in the tournament, ready with their piles of coloured chips.

   It was to be a game of poker with prizes and forfeits.  At the end of
every 3 hands, the tally of chips was taken and the winner of that set won
a prize - which was always Sarah.  First he had to down a large shot and
then he could plunge into any of her three open opportunities.

   If a winner was unwilling or unable to fuck her, he still had to drink
the shot but could offer the sex to anyone else at the table for 3 red
chips.  And so the evening would even out as the early winners would cloud
their minds with shots and tire themselves out with too much sex.  Or that
was the theory.  As far as Sarah was concerned it was just another evening
of offering herself and smiling.

   Without really seeing it happen, Sarah was now getting used to obeying
any man, giving them whatever they wanted at once without hesitation.  And
she was also getting very used to being fucked in any of her three holes
right through the day and night by whoever came past.  Her values were
inevitably changing.

   A cloud crossed Sarah's sunny life at the island when it came to the
time when Monica would move on down the Cascade to the next stop.  But they
made a cheerful goodbye, kissing each other and saying that they would see
each other soon at wherever they were taken to next.

   The days on the island passed easily enough and there was only one
further twist in the tail for Sarah to deal with.  The evening before last
a new group of drunken members started a friendly argument late in the
evening over whether or not a girl would still get drunk if she drank with
her lower lips.  They decided to put it to the test there and then and
Sarah was unlucky enough to be grabbed as the volunteer victim.

   Strung upside down by one tied leg, Sarah's other leg tended to fall
away to leave a very open access to her snatch.  And for half an hour there
was the neck of a bottle of rum pushed down into it.  From time to time one
of the group would pump the bottle a little to make sure that as much
alcohol as possible was flowing into the young blonde's inner tubes.  And
certainly more than one full bottle disappeared down her - though some
spilled down her waist of course.

   When Sarah was cut down and released the drunken gang put her to the
test, pushing her from one to another shouting that she should try harder
to walk straight.  But Sarah's staggering efforts and lurches proved the
point for sure.  Girls could get drunk that way too.  The next morning
brought a super strong headache for Sarah but she borrowed some tablets and
luckily had been given an easy morning down at the Spa.

   And when Sarah woke up the next morning after that, her time at Los
Lobos had ended.  She handed back her bikini and instead was given a denim
shift with short sleeves to wear.  And then it was into the back of the van
and off on the next stage of her journey down the Cascade.

   7.  The Cascade Step 3: Into the Jungle

   Sarah did not know it but she was on the way to the jungle headquarters
of the greatest drug baron in the area, usually known as El Condor because
of the profile of his nose and sharp eyes.  It could not be more different
from the sunny, exhuberant noise of Los Lobos island.  Sarah arrived in
silent darkness broken only by the chirping of insects and was locked into
a solitary cell without any welcome.  And there was no sign of any of the
other Cascade girls or Monica.  But the young girl was exhausted from her
long journey in the back of the van and fell asleep easily on the mattress
on the floor of her cell.

   There was a link between El Condor and the Commander which was difficult
for other people to understand.  A secretive link built on mutual respect
and recognition.  El Condor never challenged the Commander's dominance in
his area and in return El Condor was very much left alone by the
authorities even though everyone knew exactly where he was.

   El Condor knew that his life had been a great success so far.  He had
inherited a modest business from his father and built it into a global
monster.  By understanding the needs of his clients he had made more money
than he needed, his reserves were probably greater than the reserves of
Texas.  But his restless ambition was now looking to develop new
opportunities.

   The drug baron had first identified robotics and automatons as an area
of great potential.  He had always loved movies about robots and when a
motor factory failed elsewhere in Mexico he was able to buy the complete
Japanese production line for very little.  And he had then head hunted a
core team of three specialists in automation from Disney by tripling their
salaries and meeting all their other daily needs.

   After deciding that it was too early yet to bring in DNA modification
work, instead El Condor built a second team of chemists and bio-chemists to
work in other ways on human improvement.  But for both teams experiments
needed to be carried out.  Results had to be repeated and checked and for
that subjects were needed.  So from time to time his friend the Commander
sent him down one of the Cascade girls as a friendship gift.  The Commander
knew that she would be sent back into the Cascade a month later after her
step aside and that her value would probably have increased dramatically
from her time in the jungle.

   A silent guard woke Sarah the next morning with a bowl of food and some
water to drink.  When she had cleaned the bowl he pointed to the toilet and
even stood at the door looking outside to provide her with a little
privacy. But he would not speak to her or answer any of her questions.  And
as soon as he returned back into her room, without any warning, the guard
thrust a needle into her arm and pressed down the plunger.  Sarah
collapsed.

   As the young blonde struggled back into consciousness and opened her
eyes the first shock was that she was surrounded by slanted eyed aliens all
staring down at her.  The second shock was to realize that she could not
move.  She was bound tight on an operating table and must have been
abducted.  Sarah screamed in panic.

   It was certainly true that Sarah was bound tightly to an operating
table. Thick straps crossed under her neck, at her waist and over her hips.
Her arms were firmly caught and held down the sides of her body.  Her legs
were open and somehow attached to the corners of the table.  And there were
vertical plates or clamps either side of her head too which made it
impossible for the girl to turn her head in the slightest.  Finally
something pressed down on her forehead and so she couldn't lift her head
either.  She was fixed firmly and at their mercy.

   But they weren't aliens.  El Condor's instructions to give the medical
robots alien heads had been one of his earliest ideas and always afterwards
as the prototypes developed they had been made to look like aliens.  For
the moment they could move their heads, their eyes lit up and they would
chatter to each other in their own high-pitched language that sounded a
little like small bells.  Everything would continue to develop and improve.
But the working arms were pure robot.

   Perhaps they had done something to wake the girl because as soon as
Sarah had opened her eyes and screamed the high chatter started and the
robots went into action.  An arm pressed a button and a red laser light
shone out below Sarah's feet and began to travel slowly and steadily up the
girl.  Sarah could not see the light until it crossed over her face, making
her blink.  The young girl's body was being scanned and mapped.  The
recording would be stored as the `before' image so that it could later be
compared against the `after' image when all the medical work had been done.

   There was no one in a booth operating these medical robots.  El Condor's
instructions were that they had to be entirely self-controlled.  That would
open up more commercial opportunities than if they depended on skilled
operators who would make demands and need to be paid.

   The operations that day were to be all about enlargement and
modification.  The separate bio-chemical team had developed some fifth
generation silicon gel which gave great possibilities.  It flowed easily,
even into small places, bonded perfectly and expanded as it absorbed warmth
from human flesh.  A little like expanding foam filler that can be pumped
into cavities.  And as far as anyone could tell the gel was perfectly
accepted by the defense systems in the subjects.

   Sarah did not know it but she was fortunate not to have been coming
through the jungle operating theatre a year or two before in the earliest
days, when the majority of results were damaging failures that had to be
disposed of.

   And because the robots were self-operating the first arms that started
out on each procedure were designed to feel and locate precisely.  Only
when the correct exact target had been identified and captured would the
operating arms move.  And the first thin arm that moved over Sarah's
trapped face was looking for her mouth.

   Tiny, fine tendrils swept lightly across Sarah's face.  On her skin it
felt like wind blowing lightly over her, though she closed her eyes quickly
when the tendrils checked the position of her eyes.  Having mapped the
shape of her face the tendrils were replaced by new slightly firmer feelers
which seemed to start at her nose and then feel down towards her mouth.

   With little pushing movements the feelers quickly traced out the young
girl's lips and began to feel past the edges into the moist mouth.  Another
arm acted on this information and two slightly larger pins descended and
pushed down and slightly into her mouth each one at the very end of her
mouth.  By pressing outwards the girl's mouth was identified and secured
slightly open.

   It was El Condor's personal belief that women's mouths should always
remind you of their cunts.  To be more precise, should remind you of their
puffed up, wet and excited, slightly open cunts.  And that had been his
design instruction to the robot team - as far as mouths were concerned.

   So, towards this end, the next robot to engage with Sarah's mouth moved
directly towards her and began to inject tiny needles into her lips.  The
needles were in a group of three and the whole group was only a centimeter
across, so she felt that she was being pricked over and over again as the
arm worked across first her upper lip and then the outer edge of her lower
lip.  And from each of the fine needles the super gel streamed in and began
its plumping work.

   Expansion and bonding as the gel linked together and responded to her
warm flesh took about thirty seconds before it was set.  From above it
looked as if Sarah's lips were being blown up into a pert pout.

   The tiny pains had not been too hard to take and all Sarah could feel
from her mouth area was a slightly strange feeling as if she had been
stung. But she was definitely feeling everything.  These aliens did not
believe in operating with anesthetic.

   When the work on her mouth was complete the robot hand withdrew and from
the bottom of her vision Sarah could see new tendrils arriving, this time
to scout out her breasts.  A light tickling was her sign that this was to
be the next area for alien modification.

   The first breast to be mapped by the tendrils was her left one and once
it had been located the robotic arms focused on her left nipple.

   Once placed and identified, a glass tube descended and settled around
the fleshy centre.  A sharp application of industrial vacuum pressure and
suddenly the nipple was an inch long and disappearing up the tube with all
of the aureole and the edges of breast flesh.  The robots kept up the
pressure for a few minutes and then just as the vacuum tube withdrew a few
inches, in swooped some clips to continue the extreme nipple stretch and
milliseconds later the silicon injection from the side.  While under over
maximum extension her nipple was filled with silicon boosting so that in
future it would be a spectacular feature.  And then Sarah's right breast
was given the same treatment.

   El Condor had not given specific instructions on his ideas for perfect
breasts but he had passed over two Playboy photos that had made a great
impression on his youth.  They showed a line for a standing woman that went
straight out from her chest to her nipple and then curved round
interestingly back to chest, that was his suggestion.  And as far as
possible that was the inspiration for the robotic team.

   So, after her nipples had been treated, the robotic arms pushed up each
breast in turn and larger needles this times worked their silicon magic. 
From her usual C verging on D, Sarah was now on the way to something like
an EE or more.  And that was only after the first treatment.

   And after that the robotic arms moved on down to their final tasks of
the session and again sharp little needles injected more of the silicon
magic all the way round the edge of her outer lips and then deep into her
clit.

   All initial targets had been met and Sarah was allowed almost a full
day's drugged sleep to recover before she was taken to the bio-chemists to
have their turn with her.

   El Condor's brief to the bio-chemical team had led to the group being
split into two for the moment.  One team had the task of increasing
sensitivity in their subjects.  They were to analyze how pleasure was
triggered and experienced and then ramp it up.  El Condor could see the
commercial applications of offering this treatment to those who wished
their women would be easier to arose or directly to the women themselves
wanting to feel more and come sooner.

   The second bio-chemical team was tasked with lactation.  They had the
simpler task of analyzing what signals were sent early on in pregnancy to
instruct breasts to prepare by filling with milk.  That team had to find
ways of turning on that signal even without pregnancy for those who
preferred their women's breasts to be full of milk.

   Each team had their turn with Sarah as their specimen.  And at least the
chemical teams looked like Asian men in white coats rather than alien
robots.

   The first team had Sarah in their laboratory the next morning and the
second team took over in the afternoon.  There was a little rivalry between
the two teams, which reflected the bonuses on offer from El Condor for
successful results.  At the moment the lactation team were ahead with
pretty reliable results while the sensation team were trying that much
harder to catch up.

   For Sarah it made little difference as she spent another day tied down
on her back while strange men did things to her.  The morning was all about
opiates and strange chemicals rubbed or injected into her most sensitive
places and twice having thin wires or probes surgically inserted and then
pulsing with shocks to stimulate hidden receptors.

   The afternoon was more about injections of chemicals deep into her newly
enlarged breasts or channeled up into her womb area.  But in either case
strong chemicals began to run through the young blonde's body and began to
take her in new directions.

   The next day she was allowed a full day of rest, which was spent in a
drug induced haze as the guard injected her with opiates every two hours.
It gave her body time to absorb and readjust to its new set of
instructions.

   And the following day she was taken again to the alien operating table
for a second session of modification.  This again began with the red laser
beam mapping her outline so that it could be compared both with her staring
shape and with the target that the robot team were programmed to work
towards.  And then the arms swung into operation to enlarge everything to
the next level.

   And that was followed by two more sessions with the bio-chemical teams
so that Sarah hardly knew where she was anymore and wondered what she now
looked like - if only she had access to a mirror - by the time that the
operations were complete.

   There was also an operation to remove her gag reflex and so make it
easier for the young girl to deal with aggressive thrusts down her throat.
While her throat was lit up by a camera at the end of a fine wire, small
probes were touched against the walls of her throat until the doctors had
mapped out the full range of the receptors that triggered her gag response.
And then lasers were applied to lightly burn and scar the internal skin in
that area of her throat so that in future there would be no reaction at all
if anything touched her there.  And that would be checked again at the
following session where further scarring could be applied if needed.

   She realized that she was lonely for company in her jungle cell.  The
contrast with the boisterous noise of Los Lobos island was just too much
for her to adjust to.  So that when one of the guards began to visit her
cell in the evening with bottles of beer she hardly objected really to
meeting his demands on her young body.  She was glad to be able to touch a
real person.

   But the jungle had a further project waiting that needed her help.

   El Condor had early on noticed the mass appeal of computer gaming.  He
himself was not a fan of computer generated imagery and was convinced that
instead the future lay with photographing reality.  Or rather reality
viewed on a screen.

   His robotics team had already developed two applications which were at
the test stage and Sarah would be subjected to both of them.  Each of them
was controlled indoors in one of El Condor's mansion rooms where there were
giant plasma screens, large speakers and control panels covered with
interesting lights and knobs and switches.  Sarah as the target would be
outside in the jungle but everything would be on screen.  The area on the
left was provisionally titled Robot Fun.

   Robot Fun had been developed almost as a hobby by the geeks on the
robotics team who automatically discussed the potential links between
computer gaming and sex.  And it was the geeks who played with and enjoyed
testing out the prototype that evening.

   In its sleep mode the large screen showed a robot modeled on the
Terminator crouched and waiting.  Behind him were dark curtains.  As soon
as one of the geeks pressed the start button the Terminator came to life,
stood tall and turned to grin at his controller, red eyes lit up and steel
teeth flashing.  Some seconds later the curtains rolled back to reveal a
frightened Sarah strapped into yet another restraint chair, everything on
offer and her legs open to the wind.

   The top panel of the control area in front of the geeks was now flashing
with an option "Play Tits?" So that everything was fully tested as usual,
the young geek selected Play.  The camera view immediately changed to show
a round cross haired target and when the geek seized the joystick and
pressed forward, the view zoomed in.

   So that it was not totally easy to capture the target's nips, the
programme now started to make Sarah's chair jiggle from side to side in
small random shakes.  Which of course made her target globes, now
wonderfully enlarged, wobble and shake interestingly.

   Zooming and tracking the geek controller centred her left nipple in the
cross hairs and pressed down on the button on the top of the joystick.  Out
flew a wired teethed grab but by the time it had reached flesh Sarah's pink
target had moved sideways and the grab slid off her breast and
automatically was retrieved.  At the third shot the geek made a capture and
the micro sensitive grab latched tightly around the proud fleshy stalk and
its tiny teeth took firm hold.  Of course this was much easier now that the
gel had done its work but it still left the geek with a sense of success.

   The game automatically moved him over to play at the capture of her
remaining nipple and soon both nips were tightly held by closed grabs
linked by wires back towards the geek.  He could then press the `Capture'
button lit up and flashing in front of him.  A two stage process then
rolled out.  First, as the grabs pulled firmly to tension the nipples
towards the geek smaller rubber cups descended down the wire which would
apply suction to her peaks.  And as soon as the cups had formed their seals
around both aureoles, larger steel outer plates descended to encase her
complete breasts and by sliding the plates over each other adjusted to
compress and squeeze her tightly.

   Locked in place the `Capture' light went off and a final light in the
top panel came on - `Pump'.  When the geek hit it the suction machinery and
squeezing mechanisms went into action, alternating from one breast to the
other.  Sarah's newly enlarged tits were being put to an extreme test to
make sure that nothing split or burst.  There was a dial to turn the
pressure up or down but the geeks knew that almost all boys playing this
future game would leave the dial maxed out, and so that was how the dial
was left.  The trapped girl screamed again as she felt as if each breast in
turn was being sucked and pulled right out of her chest.  But the geeks
could not hear, as they had the sound turned off.

   With the testing of the upper section of the control board complete the
geeks moved down to the main part.  Pressing the power button lit up
"Select Tool" and underneath 5 smaller buttons lit up marked 1 to 5.  On
screen the Terminator grinned again and faced the geeks.  Anyone glancing
down at the robots lower areas would see that he had been sculpted with
spectacular testicles that a prize bull would have been proud of.  But
above the sac was a round screw hole that presently was empty.

   Four shining steel rods and one of hard rubber covered with nobbles were
set out near the robot - numbers 1 to 5.  Number 1 had been designed as the
longest but thinnest rod.  And as the rods grew shorter they also grew
fatter so that by the time you reached the rubber number 5 it was thick,
fat and stubby.

   The design of the robot dicks improved on human equipment in many ways.
At the point of each rod there was still a central hole from which
ejaculate would jet at the right moment.  But that central hole also hid
the camera that would be part of the guidance system and also give the
geeks a special view of any internal action.

   And around the central hole there were six finer spray holes for
lubricant, which could be activated at any time to ease the rod into its
target flesh.

   Because it was going to be a full test, the geek hit the Number 1
button. Might as well work through them in turn.  Immediately the
Terminator robot reached out an arm to collect the thin long tool and
screwed it into the waiting groin hole.  He was equipped for action and
rotated round so that he was now facing Sarah.

   As soon as the Number 1 tool had been fully engaged a large central area
on the control panel switched into camera view from the end of the No.  1
tool.  The next challenge was to bring everything into alignment so that
the robot could start to have its fun.

   This was done with two joysticks.  The left hand joystick had complete
360 degree control of Sarah tied in her chair.  The robot and his steel
erection stayed still and the left joystick maneuvered her lower lips
towards it.  The right joystick controlled the tool.  As soon as you began
to press forward on the second joystick the steel tool started to move in a
determined forward and backward sliding action.  And the harder you pressed
the right joystick down the faster the sliding action.  The red button on
the top of the right joystick of course launched the robot's ejaculation.

   What the geeks had found with earlier experimental candidates that the
most successful mating technique at this stage was to lightly press the
right joystick forward, so that the steel tool was merely moving six inches
or so forwards and backwards, quite slowly.  Then leaving the right
joystick alone, the geek controller could pay full attention to the left
joystick, the image on the screen sent from the front camera in the tool
and gradually female and male could be mated.

   As the tip of the tool began to touch the centre of Sarah's now enlarged
front lips in its forward movement, the geek pressed the Lubricate button
and fine slippery oil was sprayed in bursts at all the flesh directly ahead
of the tool.  And as the oil spray continued to do its work the screen
image was now alternating between a close up of her lips at her moist
entrance and images of her inner channel as the tip of the probe slid
firmly through her defences to claim its prize.

   The geek pressed the button on the top of the left joystick, which
locked down Sarah's chair in that exact precise position and moved slightly
over in his chair to pay full attention to the right joystick which he now
pressed firmly away from him.  The steel tool sprang into life and the
camera view now showed it pumping its way deep into the young blonde's
tubes.  The back thrust brought the tip to the edge of leaving her insides
while the forward thrust was heading firmly for her cervix.  The geek
sprayed in a little more lubricant oil and admired the way that the camera
lit up Sarah's clutching muscles struggled to contain the invader.

   No.  1 was designed as the fastest tool and with the joystick pressed
absolutely as far forward as it could go the geek was pleased to see the
speed with which it plunged furiously in and out of her.  It crossed his
mind that it must now be generating quite some heat from the friction and
sprayed again.  But all was in order so he hit the red button and smiled
happily as bright green robot jism hosed out of the front of the tool and
battered at the opening to Sarah's womb.  As far as she was able Sarah
bucked in her chair at the force of the liquid cum smashing into her
insides.  But no one heard or paid any attention.

   Once the ejaculation had been sent the Terminator robot went into its
automatic reaction, which was to end that cycle.  The robot eased the tool
back as far as it went so that it left Sarah's glowing tubes and turning to
its left the Terminator reached down, unscrewed the tool, returned it
neatly to its place in the rack and then waited for the next selection.

   In turn the geek selected the remaining four tools, increasingly wider
but shorter and they were put through their paces.  There was no need to
make any alterations to the chair position as it was already locked in
place perfectly aligned on her channel.  So all that was required was for
the Terminator to mount its next tool, swing round and move forward in
order to return to the task of filling Sarah's precious privates.  And the
tools stretched her more each time.

   Each thrash ended with furious squirts of green jism so that by the time
the widest rubber tool was drawn slowly out of her gaping hole, green
liquid was dripping down her slit and across her thighs as she overflowed.

   The geek would report that all systems were operating properly and
switched off and disconnected the plates and tubes that had been tormenting
and stretching Sarah's breasts.  She sighed as the machinery suddenly went
quiet and she was no longer under painful attack.

   That was where the geek engineers had reached with this prototype.  The
next planned development was to allow for the chair to be tilted and moved
to allow the operator the choice of lining up the robot invaders either
with the target's mouth or with their rear passage.  But that was not yet
possible sadly so the geek powered the control panel down, the robot sank
into its sleep mode position and the curtains drew across to hid Sarah from
view.  Some one out there in the jungle would come to move her.

   The second project under development was not nearly as advanced yet. 
Again the concepts being tested hinged on remote control and wireless links
from the geek control screens to whatever was happening outside in the
jungle.  This one was based on clay pigeon shooting.

   However even if Sarah and future girls had replaced the clay discs at
least the shooting was being done by water cannon and not with guns.

   A looping, curling track was being constructed that twisted and turned
through the air.  As in a playground the target girls would be sent
speeding down the track on their plastic beds to bring them at speed across
the water guns.  If the idea was to work well then there had to be an
element of surprise and unpredictability about where and when the girls
appeared, how they spun and turned across the guns and when they returned
again.

   The water cannon themselves were easy enough and in the right hand
control area there were three of them set up mimicking what was actually in
the jungle.  Each was double handled so that a geek could aim and fire hit
like an old-fashioned rear machine gunner from the back of a wartime
airplane.  And the premium level pumps the drove the water supply forced
out a jet that shot straight ahead for at least 20 feet before the jet
began to curve downwards.

   Another aspect that the geeks were still working on was to make the
girls and their beds spin on impact in reaction to the force of the water
rather than to continue to be battered in a rigid shape.  But all of that
was still ahead.

   The test track that Sarah was put through was long enough to bring her
across the water cannons each two minutes or so.  Even now the programme
tried to vary her arrival so that the geeks did not already have their
cannon trained on her expected arrival point.  The fun was to have to react
and move and fire as rapidly as possible and to score hits.

   At the moment the spouts of water that hammered at Sarah were just
water. But there also were discussions as to whether or not to switch to
something that was coloured or would in some way stain and mark the hits to
celebrate the gunners' success.

   As Sarah went round the test track loop again and again the geeks noted
that it was difficult at present to be sure if under the water attack they
had hit her face, her chest, stomach or even her privates.  There just was
too much water and spray everywhere.  She certainly was glowing pink after
a few run pasts as the hammering water slapped into her flesh but pretty
much pink all over rather than in target hits.  Maybe they would have to
reduce the nozzle size on the cannon while maintaining the same pressure so
that the hit would be more precise?

   For the girl's part Sarah had further reasons to appreciate that not
only had her body changed while she had been in the jungle - especially in
the breast department - but her nerve responses all seemed to be so much
faster - pain and pleasure - and right on the surface.

   This month in the Cascade descent had been so different from the first
two stages.  She had been so isolated and apart from contributing to all
the scientific experiments she had mainly been left to herself.  Her guard
and his evening visits had been the only demand made on her outside a
laboratory or test bed.  But overall she was glad to get away when the
month came to an end and Sarah was bundled into a van to be moved on to her
next assignment.

   8.  The Cascade Step 4: Udders

   Udders was owned and run by a Sicilian chef called Luigi.  After running
into some local trouble in New Mexico Luigi decided that he preferred the
greater business opportunities open to him in the real Mexico and moved
South.

   Luigi's business idea was to combine a restaurant with a whorehouse. 
Why, after all, should they be separate?  And as he gradually paid his dues
and made his business contacts, Luigi began to receive a steady flow of
Cascade girls at very reasonable rates who would then work as his resident
whores.  After her time as a guinea pig in the jungle Sarah was about to
find that she had to start to pay her way with her assets.

   Very soon after being brought into Udders Sarah had been put into her
new working uniform as a Cow which left her entirely topless and consisted
of black and white patches over her stomach and out into a short skirt.  No
underwear.  On her feet were high heel shoes that were designed at first
glance to look like hooves and dangling from each ear was a pair of small
silver horns.

   And in this half naked uniform she found herself in the modern stainless
steel kitchen facing Luigi and his team of six young kitchen hands all
smiling at her as if they were looking forward to something.  At least this
time she would have a boss who could speak English to her.

   "Bambina!  You are Bella!  You make a wonderful Cow for me.  Now this is
your first day here and you know what happens.  A beautiful Cow comes into
our kitchen here and the minute my team here sees her they want her, they
fall in love.  They all want to get inside you.  And nobody does any work
any more.  Understand?"

   Luigi waited for Sarah to acknowledge the reasonableness of his case and
then went on.

   "So we have a little tradition here, which is a testimony to your beauty
of course.  To make sure that we can all get on with preparing the food for
this evening we need to start by taking our first turns with you.  So we
can deal with the passion.  True?"

   That all seemed very sensible to Sarah and so she did not resist when a
few moments later she was stretched out across the shiny steel preparation
surface, her spectacular new breasts mashed down against the steel while
her waist and legs hung over the edge.

   Luigi's tradition insisted that he went first and then the other kitchen
staff in order of seniority.  If he was on good form then Luigi would also
go last and it tended to put him into a wonderful mood for the rest of the
evening as he celebrated his macho prowess.  And as each kitchen worker
spurted their contribution into Sarah's open slot Luigi counted them out
happily - "Uno, due, tre....."

   And fortunately for the atmosphere at Udders that evening Luigi did
spend twice and told anyone who would listen that he had spurted longer the
second time than the first.

   After the welcome in the kitchen, Sarah was introduced to the rest of
Udders and to her new duties.  The main restaurant area was circular and
opened out to the front door and the street.  All around the circle was a
raised walkway or platform wide enough for a girl to walk along.  There
were 3 little staircases between the floor level and the walkway each only
4 steps high.  Above the walkway the walls were all painted as countryside
to continue with the theme of cows and pastureland.

   In the centre of the room the only strange item was a red net that you
might find in a playground, open mesh of slightly elastic rope that you
might expect children to climb up.  It was set at a slope rather than
straight up and Sarah had no idea what it could be for.

   Apart from the door into the kitchens the only other area that led away
from the circular restaurant zone was signed to Stalls and Rest Rooms. 
When Luigi guided Sarah to the stalls he patted one encouragingly and said
"And this is where you will do a great deal of your work for me.  A happy
place for you with much enjoyment, No?" All the stalls were the same
inside. At one end there was a bar across and to the other end there were
sleeves designed to look like cow legs.  Luigi patted Sarah's rear and told
her that she would be shown later how to make use of the stalls.

   There was a trailer round the back where the Cows were based and that
was all.  When Sarah entered to get ready for her first evening working at
Udders the other girls were friendly enough but they were strangers.  What
had happened to Monica and the other girls that she knew?  For whatever
reason Sarah now seemed to be working on a different stream.  It made her
sad as she wondered if she would meet up with them again or not.

   The town that Udders was in was not greatly prosperous and there were
sleazy areas.  And of course it was often the people living in the sleazy
areas that found their way to eat at Udders and to take advantage of the
whorehouse.  Luigi had priced what was on offer generously and cheaply and
that certainly kept the place full.  He did not look to make a great deal
of money from the Cows.  They were the attraction that brought in the
customers and Luigi made his profit from the food and drink that they
consumed.

   When customers sat down to their table the menu covered the usual things
like starters, main courses, puddings and drinks.  And when they turned to
the back cover they found the price list for the Cows so everything was set
out in black and white and they could make their choice.

   The back page was headlined "Our Cows are special.  So enjoy something
special with one of our Cows.  Take your pick!"

   A kiss and a quick grope.  No charge.  You're very welcome.  Just ask.

   One minute feel up the skirt.  One dollar.

   Three minutes playing with tits.  Two dollars.

   Five minutes smacking or caning ass.  Three dollars.

   Five minutes smacking or caning tits.  Three dollars.

   Ten minutes all in Sex in the Stall.  Five dollars.

   As the girls were not expensive people felt that they could afford
whatever they wanted.

   One decision Luigi had taken right from the beginning was not to mix the
whores with the waitresses.  If that happened then no food would be served
to tables each time a customer asked for some personal service.  As a
result there were four perfectly normally dressed waitresses who arrived
each evening in their white blouses and grey skirts.  It was only Sarah and
the five other Cows who were exposed and on offer.

   When she started her first evening's work Sarah had a ribbon put around
her neck attached to which was a small cow bell and her number.  The number
was written on both sides and was her call number.  If a customer wanted to
sample Cow number 7 they would be asking for Sarah.

   She also put on a bracelet on each wrist with built in clips that
allowed each wrist to be locked either together or to something else.  And
each Cow also had her own little digital clock that showed in big letters
how long was left of the time that the customer had bought.

   One of the other Cows, called Sandra from New York, showed her how
things worked.  If you were called to a table for kissing and a grope you
smiled and went for it.  If they asked for a feel up the skirt or time with
your breast then you set the clock and then stood next to them with your
wrists behind your back, clipped together until the clock bleeped to show
that their time was up.

   For anything that involved smacking or caning you had to tuck the back
of your skirt up into your belt to show your ass and then climb onto the
red ropes.  To take up position you had to lie face down across the ropes
and clip each wrist to corners.  Your tits would hang through the mesh and
be available from the front.

   And taking her to the stalls, Sandra demonstrated how Cows would bend
over the bar at the back of the stall and drop their hands down into the
sleeves so that they presented as a cow with mouth and rear open and in
play.  She made it sound quite matter of fact.

   "And what's it like?  I mean how many men are we talking about each
night here?" asked Sarah with concern.

   "I don't know.  It depends on how they like you I guess.  With your
blonde hair and those boobies I think you are going to be one of the
popular ones so get ready to be sore.  But Luigi is going to love it if you
make him plenty of money and then he will be nice to you.  You will see. 
Much better than if he thinks you are not trying."

   And that was the pattern of Sarah's first evening of work at Udders. 
Dressed in her Cow costume she paraded up on the walkway until she saw that
her number had been called.  Maybe she was the new girl and people had
noticed but it did not take long before she was very busy.

   Luigi wanted the restaurant to be a family affair, even it did include a
whorehouse and so there were a surprising number of families and children
there.  Luigi didn't mind if the younger sub-teens groped and played - he
even let them smack and thrash - but they were not allowed to go to the
Stalls until they were 13.

   Sarah remembered how it felt to be groped and French kissed by old men
at the Clubhouse so that was nothing new but she was surprised to find that
a number of toothless Grannies and even some younger women would call her
over for their free kisses and deep grope.

   Probably because of the swing of her large breasts keep drawing
attention to themselves, the first evening for Sarah involved more than her
fair share of lying across the mesh, he tits hanging down while a local
smacked them left and right like bells.  This seemed to be very satisfying
for some reason because they always walked away grinning broadly.

   By the time the restaurant closed Sarah had the semen juice of over
twenty five men of one age or another swimming inside her.  Her tits and
ass were deeply sore from smacking and caning but she had got through and
knew that she had earned the respect of both the other Cows and of Luigi
and his staff.  She had arrived.

   Even the hours Sarah now worked were not that demanding.  The restaurant
stayed open each night until 1am in the morning.  But was then closed until
6pm the following evening.  So Sarah and the other Cows were able to sleep
in a little to recover and had some peaceful time to themselves before
leaving the trailer to make more money.

   One of the other Cow girls warned Sarah against trying to run away. 
"You may not remember when it happened but they will have put a pellet
under your skin so that you can be instantly traced by GPS.  So even if you
made a friend and he gave you a lift they would get you back within 24
hours for sure and then they would sell you for medical experiments or
spare parts.  So relax and stay around the house, OK?"

   It was good advice and Sarah felt that she would settle quickly in the
friendly restaurant.

   There was one further bit of instruction for Sarah when she was taught
by Luigi that all the Cow girls had to take their turn in advertising. 
Next to the front door to Udders was an earlier doorway long since blocked
off and closed.  On the surface of the doorway some past artist had painted
a most beautiful dream whore.  And later someone else had cut out two
circles where her breasts had been.

   The cut out breasts now hung inside the doorway so that when the wooden
circles were hanging correctly breasts and nipples were seen in exactly the
right places.  But it also meant that, like one of those cut outs at the
seaside where you put your head through a hole to have your photo taken
with a joke body, girls could now stand inside and put their real flesh out
through the holes.  The painting, viewed by the passers by, would become
more 3D with the real flesh.

   It had become one of the most popular town landmarks that for an hour
before opening the restaurant each evening real breasts would be offered as
part of the painting of the whore - open to anyone who walked past.  And so
the people of the town, young and old, enjoyed this tradition and took
advantage.

   And it was Sarah's turn to take care of advertising on her second
evening.  Luigi took her to the back of the doorway and checked that she
would be aligned, so that her breasts came to exactly the right height to
match the holes ahead of her.  And once that was correct Luigi and Sarah
together pushed her breast flesh out through the two holes until everything
was out and her chin and chest pressed right up against the wood.  To help
her stay in position Luigi closed a thick strap behind her which pressed
into her back and stopped any temptation to pull back and withdraw her
glories.

   And in that hour when the painting in the doorway paraded its new
swelling breasts proudly, unseen hands would suddenly stroke, pull, pinch
and occasionally jab and many mouths suckled and nipped.  Sarah could see
that her breasts were very popular and also felt that it was true that
everything was registering much more noisily.  On the inside of the door
she squirmed inside her strap as advantage was taken of what was on public
offer.

   Without any sight of people moving on the street outside, Sarah was
constantly taken by surprise when a passerby took advantage of her generous
tits.  Without warning a gummy mouth would surround one of her nipples and
suck eagerly as an older man remembered his glory days.  Or, out of
nowhere, there would be a pinch or a painful attack as a schoolboy would
help himself to all that she offered.  The other Cows warned Sarah that
there seemed to be one particular schoolchild who seemed to spend his days
thinking up ways to cause pain to the Cows.  Sometimes with fingers but
other times with pegs, clips and even pins.  But Luigi's rule was that you
were strapped in for an hour and took whatever came at you.

   But it turned out that advertising was only required from Sarah every
fifth day as the Cow girls all shared turns.

   Once in a while Luigi would make a special deal with a trucker and then,
if Sarah was selected from the Cows, she would have to spend the night in
the cab on a truck, entertaining the driver, who usually had friends, right
through the night.  She was allowed to lie in a little longer than usual
afterwards in reward and she knew that Luigi enjoyed the extra cash that
these `specials' brought in.

   Luigi was also keen to bring in the punters with other special events.
One warm summer evening he threw an outdoor barbecue and all the Cows spent
the evening in a field next to the open fires offering a roll in the hay to
anyone who had a few dollars left in their pocket.  And the beer and
outdoor sunshine somehow led to frankfurters being pushed into the Cows
cunts while still warm as they tried to crawl around the field on their
hands and knees like proper cows.  And it all felt funny at the time.

   Because the barbecue and rolls in the hay had been a success Luigi found
farming friends and for two following evening all the stalls were set up
with proper industrial milking equipment.  Any Cow taken to a stall for
action had also to attach her teats into the suction cups and the milking
started with loud squelching sounds.  And it was that evening that Sarah
felt the first squirts of milk leaving her nipples under the extreme
pressure of the milking machines.  So her time at the jungle in the hands
of the bio-chemists was kicking in.

   But for the moment at least there was no problem.  She did not leak and
if any of her customers sucked away at her nipples no one seemed to react
to any sweet taste in their mouth.  But she was sure that this was
something that would not go away.

   Sarah had proved a good little earner and two of the kitchen staff were
spending a good fraction of their weekly wages booking time with her even
when the restaurant had closed and her regulars had gone home.  Luigi would
have liked to have kept her and would certainly have offered her a
permanent place at Udders.  But he knew that would break his agreement with
the Commander and that would be a major mistake.  So, reluctantly, when
Sarah's month working at Udders was over he made the arrangements and
passed her on.

   9.  The Cascade Step 5: The Zoo

   The next stage in Sarah's journey down the Cascade was a major shock. 
There was good news and bad news.  The brilliant news was that at long,
long last she was back with Monica again and the gulp oh-my-God news was
her mission for this month was to have sex with animals.

   Two Mexican brothers ran a small travelling menagerie with a difference.
Touring from town to town following along the same routine route each year
they would present specialist shows of beautiful foreign girls (usually
American) being fucked by dogs, donkeys, horses depending on what happened
to be in their trailer at the moment.

   She had been on the road with the brothers for half a day and already
all of Sarah's strict upbringing was in complete revolt against this latest
appalling challenge.  She just didn't think she could do it.  She couldn't
even begin to think about it......

   On the road the brothers moved in two separate vans, each driving one.
The lead van was driven by Pedro the older brother and that contained the
cage in which Monica and Sarah were to live, basically on a shared
mattress, as well as Pedro's own bed nearby and his possessions.

   Miguel's van behind contained the current animals - which was a Shetland
pony called Dick, a huge black fluffy mountain dog called Ringo and a
charming rough haired mongrel terrier with tons of energy called Joker.

   There was also Miguel's own bed and possessions.  Dick the Shetland
travelled standing, his lead attached to shield him from the movement of
the van.  The two dogs were on their shared mat, sleeping away the journey
and waiting for the next bit of excitement.

   There had been many different animals in the show in the past.  Pedro
was ambitious and always on the look out for a new attraction, something
exciting and different that would bring in the punters.  But for the moment
it came down to a mini-horse and two dogs.  But he knew from long
experience that that would be enough.

   The brothers Pedro and Miguel had also had many girl assistants for
their show and appreciated the quality of any Cascade girls that came their
way.  They knew from experience that when a new girl joined the routines
she would need at least 2 days of heavy training before being ready.  So at
the moment they were heading towards a secluded training area rather than
towards an engagement.  The brothers looked forward to the training. 
Monica had been easy to break and so they had every certainty that they
would soon turn Sarah into their next superstar.

   The night stop was at one of the remote shepherd's huts that they used,
a long way from anywhere.  And the brothers were deliberately relaxed as
they unloaded the two girls and began to set up an evening meal by an open
fire.  The dogs and pony were also released but were happy to wander and
explore as they stretched their legs.

   On the way Monica and Sarah had been able to exchange stories of what
each had been up to in the last two months.  Monica was astonished at
Sarah's experiences in the jungle with El Condor and at the Udders
restaurant whorehouse.  She told, in her turn, that she had spent a month
on a yacht whose owner's twin sons were celebrating their twenty first
birthday with wild parties.  And she had been the main entertainment.  That
had been alright, she admitted, but the following month under a cruel Arab
had been painful and she had been glad to get away.

   Monica of course was still the same shape and was amazed and envious of
Sarah's new look.  Part of her wondered what it would be like to carry such
a weight of tit flesh on her chest and whether it was true that Sarah had
to feel everything far, far stronger from now onwards.  Sarah hadn't
mentioned her lactating breasts because she still was not sure whether it
was happening or not.

   Pedro and Miguel were totally confident that they could train Sarah to
her new role simply because they knew from her background that only four
months ago she had been fending off her boyfriend Brad with little interest
in giving him a good time and now would calmly and casually put out for
anyone.  And they knew that Monica would help.  Monica had found that she
took to sex with the beasts quite easily.  It was just a personal reaction
and by concentrating on the cute friendliness of the animal in front of her
it followed quite easily that she should open herself up to his needs.  And
now she was seen by the brothers as the chief partner to the Shetland Dick.
Sarah was replacing the girl that had worked closely with the two dogs, in
all senses and that was where she was needed.  The brother simply had to
take her to the edge and help her to cross over.  Then there would be no
going back.

   As good professionals in these areas their first instinct was to start
with drugs and alcohol.  And so Sarah found herself being plied with heavy
drinks by the boys as they encouraged her to drink up around the wood fire.
At some point she was offered and took a couple of tablets without really
concentrating on what she was doing - she never ever did drugs - and was
soon in a blurred and hazy condition.

   She had a half memory of dancing by the fire with Pedro and his hands
were all over her and from then onwards she seemed to be naked again.  But
the fire was warm and it was delicious to be out in the open air after a
month in the trailer behind the Udders.  She smiled and relaxed.

   Step one would be to acclimatize the new girl to her two charges and
they started with the mutt Joker.  It was Monica who quickly had him on his
back, stroking his tummy and brought Sarah's hand down to guide it up and
down his soft fur.  Sarah registered how soft and pleasant it felt.  And
she half registered Monica asking her to watch and then seeing Monica's
head bob down and take the terrier's prick into her mouth and mouth it
softly up and down.  Monica's hand, or was it one of the boys, pressed her
neck firmly and her head followed down and instinctively she too had an
open mouth and wet tongue in the same area, following Monica's wet lead. 
Monica seemed to murmur encouragement into her ear and Sarah tried a little
harder, closing her eyes.  It was hard to say if she even knew what she was
doing any more or was just cruising on instinct.

   Either way the mutt Joker was getting his oats brought to him in a dog
dish and Sarah could hear his low growl as he wriggled his body and pressed
his growing penis up towards her mouth.  If she had opened her eyes and
looked down Sarah would have seen the beginning of Joker's pink erection
unsheathing and building forwards like a lipstick opening from its case. 
It was Monica's more experienced hand that reached down for Joker's balls
sac and stroked the base of his rod as it continued to stretch and grow.

   Without really paying attention Sarah's trained instincts, encouraged
and reassured by the safe presence of Monica just by her closed her mouth
around the stick just as if it had been some young client's dick.  And her
wet mouth slid up and down a little to remind the dick of where it wanted
to go and what it wanted to do.

   But the brothers had trained both dogs by smell.  The smell of bitches
on heat which always travelled with them and would be applied at the right
moment inside Sarah with sponge or rag.  And the dogs knew that if that
delicious aroma was not present then they should lie back and enjoy
something else.  For instance what this nice new lady was doing to Joker's
member.

   Sarah could feel Monica's hand stroking her breasts softly - at least it
felt like Monica.  She couldn't be sure any more.  And in waves of soft
warm sensuality, Sarah stroked on with her mouth until the terrier happily
released his juices, spurting deep into her mouth.  The first barrier had
been crossed.

   There was a blank interval for Sarah which she could not really map or
understand during which she was offered and downed another large drink to
wash down the dog sperm and then somehow time looped round and her hand was
back on another dog's pride - but in a strange way it seemed far, far
bigger this time.  And that was how Monica moved her firmly towards Ringo
as well.  And it did not after take so long before Sarah had sucked him off
too.

   The brothers had developed two basic fucking cradles to use in their
show.  In the first the girl was on her back and the whole cradle was
raised in the air just enough that her cunt hole would line up perfectly
with Ringo's battering ram.  Joker would need a small step but that was
easy enough to arrange.  In this cradle the girl's knees were drawn up and
right out, tied behind her head so that everything focused on offering
access to her hole.

   The brothers had also developed a second frame in which the girl was
supported on hands and knees, again with her rear pushed out and back at
exactly the right height for Ringo, but here the attack came from her rear
and Ringo or any other beast, ended climbing onto the girl's back while his
haunches pumped away.

   As professionals the brother alternated what they used and found that
some of the audience loved one cradle and some the other.  So they trained
their girls and the dogs to both and mixed them around as needed.

   Monica's fingers dipped into Sarah's snatch and nodded towards Miguel to
signal that her friend was ready to take the next step.  It was easiest to
move Sarah onto the on-her-back cradle and she barely noticed that her
knees had now been caught and firmly pulled right back so that she was
displayed and ready right down to her open cunt, outer lips stretched
outward invitingly and waiting.

   Opening the bottle of red liquid distilled from bitches on heat, Pedro
shook some onto a small sponge and leaned into Sarah.  Wiping it firmly
around her inner lips and clit he pushed the sponge firmly into her hole
and squeezed.  Red chemical triggers spread and trickled deep into her. 
Even though the two dogs had just come into Sarah's mouth all it took was a
whiff or two and they were desperate to move onto the main course.

   Ringo's snout moved directly into her centre and his great tongue began
to lick around her clit and into her private inner world.  Sarah lurched
with the spectacular pleasure of that immensely long, wet tongue.  And when
the licking ended she half felt the great black beast move over her.  To
protect herself her arm naturally lifted to fend him off but Monica was
there to whisper reassurance into her ear and the arm fell back, allowing
the beast to do anything he wanted.

   She did not know if anyone's hand guided Ringo but in two thrusts he was
sliding deep into her wettest parts and the bloated sausage of him filled
her entirely.  His paws tried to grip her on either side and the very
experienced dog began to hunch and drive.  Sarah swam with it, just letting
her cunt muscles instinctively answer and respond to the intruder and
floated in pure pleasure.  She sensed the rising tide as the beast worked
towards his climax and everything in the girl tried to match him, climbing
at the same rate.

   Something further was battering at the outside of her lips demanding
entry and she tried to stretch to make a welcome and for the very first
time in her life, but not the last, Ringo's swollen knob pushed its way
into her cunt and when she bore down his gross member was locked in.

   But that was just a moment's distraction as she sensed the hound
climbing to release and did her best to follow.  And amazingly, when
Ringo's dog spunk started to jet hard against her cervix deep inside her
something clenched and spasmed in the dear girl and she too came loudly in
the woods.  The brothers looked at each other and smiled.  It looked as if
they had found a natural.

   They kept Sarah away from the Shetland Dick because he already had a
great working relationship with Monica.  So there was no need to take Sarah
there for the moment.  If Sarah could take on the two dogs and bond with
them then the brothers would have all they needed for their shows.

   The brothers had developed two versions of their dog and girl show which
they called for shorthand `unwilling' and `willing'.  And as Sarah was
still an untried new girl it was natural that her first two shows followed
their `unwilling' play.

   As they travelled the shows were staged in barns, town halls or even in
the homes of regular supporters who booked them every year.  Sarah's first
show with the brothers turned out to be on the stage of a school hall in
front of a packed audience most of whom seemed to be drunk and ready for a
good time.  Many were farming stock and very familiar with the mating of
beasts.

   This was the sort of audience that the brother understood totally.  It
was made up of people like them and they knew how to give them what they
wanted.

   So for that first evening, after the audience had quietened and the
curtain opened, Sarah was the first on stage dressed as a little girl with
blonde pigtails, a white school blouse that struggled to contain her mature
chest and a very short blue skirt, white ankle socks and sandals.  She
might have been on her way back from school skipping along a short cut
through the woods.

   Pedro then appeared as a hunter, hidden and moving carefully after her,
catching up with her quickly as she paused to admire things on the ground.
And when he was close he drew what looked like a gun and shot her.  But it
was a tazer, slightly dialed down from police level.  But even so ribbons
shot out and struck the girl on her back, clearly penetrating her white
blouse.  The audience sighed with interest as she collapsed onto the ground
stunned and unconscious.

   Miguel appeared from the other side of the stage carrying the
on-your-back cradle that Sarah had already used and set it up mid stage
while Pedro kept their attention, pouncing on the girl and setting about
removing her clothing.  The audience roared as in turn he threw her bra and
then her pants to them.  Once naked he deliberately lifted Sarah over his
shoulder so that her giant breasts hung down and then toured round the
audience.  Excited hands reached out to touch her as he teased them and
half showed what he had captured, before running back onto the stage and
bringing Sarah's inert body to his brother and his cradle.

   The brothers strapped her in and tied back her knees as before so that
her half open cunt faced directly towards the audience.  Might as well give
them maximum value.  As Pedro leaned across the girl's face and slapped her
before holding a vial of smelling salts under her nose to waken her up,
Miguel slipped a piece of best steak into the girl's cunt.

   And it was the smell of the steak that brought Joker onto stage.  Joker
was the light relief and the audience laughed to see the little terrier
race in and dive straight for her cunt.  Of course he was fetching out the
piece of steak but they did not know that and roared at his actions.  While
they were watching Joker Miguel pushed a sponge of the famous red liquid
into the girl's cunt hole and squeezed to prime her for the main event.

   Having been chased away Joker was trained to move to the side of the
stage where he sat licking at his member, clearly masturbating.  The
brothers left to fetch Ringo and soon as they left the stage Joker dashed
over, pink extensions clearly visible and stepping up in front of Sarah's
cunt did his best to pump away.  The audience couldn't tell if he had found
the target or not but again laughed at the spirit of the little dog and
cheered him on.

   When the brothers returned, leading Ringo onto stage they shooed Joker
away again and he settled again on the edge of the stage to lick himself
and watch for another opportunity.  Pedro led Ringo into the audience and
made sure that they all had a good close up on the powerful dog that was
about to be unleashed on Sarah.  And when he had their interest he led
Ringo's nose to its target and held onto his lead while his tongue worked
away at Sarah's sweet snatch.  And it was clear to the audience that Sarah
was now wide awake and very much involved.

   Which would lead to Pedro releasing the beast once it was clear that its
erection was huge and ready to plunge into action.  And the fucking began.
Most of the audience knew all about the beast's knot and nudged each other
as it grew and pressed its way into the girl.  And soon enough the dog and
the girl bucked together and the audience smiled and sighed in pleasure as
they imagined the splashing dog cum that was now soaking her insides.

   The knot kept Ringo locked into her cunt and in a classic way the great
dog usually turned and stepped over his member so that he faced away from
his mate, now facing into the audience.  And as the dog and girl waited
until the knot calmed and subsided enough to be able to slip out of her
entrance, Pedro spoke to the audience and told them that they were at the
end of part one of their show and that they could now buy drinks and if
they returned in ten minutes time they would also see part two which
involved a horse.  And as the audience got to their feet buzzing with
chatter some laughed as they noticed Joker dashing in again with his
extended pole sniffing round the joined lower area and then giving little
jumps as he tried to connect to Sarah's mouth.

   And the audience streamed forward and a number wanted to touch or stroke
or poke at the girl and stroke her furry partner while she was held at
their mercy.  But her part was complete and the rest was down to Monica.

   In the second story that evening Pedro started by playing Monica's young
lover, holding and kissing her as his fiancée and clearly closely in love
with each other.  When Pedro had left her on her own, Miguel appeared as
some dark dangerous figure who sprinkled twinkly dust over Monica and left
the stage.  In an echo of a Midsummer's Night Dream the magic worked
because when he then returned leading Dick the Shetland pony, Monica
reacted as if the pony was her lover.  She spoke to it, stroked its head
and kissed its lips and generally made a fuss of the pony.

   Which led of course to her sliding underneath and beginning to make a
great fuss of his dangling dick.  As soon as the Shetland felt her familiar
hand it was obvious that he was aroused as the fat dick doubled in size and
began to swing and flare.  They watched as Monica's hand tended to the
horse's impressive maleness and by using a little lubrication was soon able
to slide easily up and down it length.  Encouraged, the great length began
to twitch and then lifted into its ready position, horizontal under Dick's
belly.

   The Shetland's dick was not of course as large as that of a full sized
horse but it was still awesome in its way and several in the audience held
their breath as Monica opened wide to take the front end the giant length
of flesh with its flared head into her waiting mouth.  Moist suckling and
firm hand grips along the length of the member was then followed by Monica
climbing on to her special frame and offering her rear to the pony.  She
too had her version of mare's menstrual magic and there was no stopping the
Shetland.

   Long practiced at what was needed the randy pony lined up and Monica's
hand reached back to connect him to the right starting point.  And so, when
the pony thrust forward, the audience gasped to see so much firm flesh
disappear into the slim girl.  As it happened Monica was indeed slim but
had been born with a large vagina and this sort of giant visitor was
actually something of a treat for her.  So she pressed back to achieve deep
penetration until she was completely full.

   That was the `unwilling' play, which they used in many towns and
situations.  Once they were sure of Sarah they also used the `willing'
version which instead started with each brother leading a naked girl by a
rope round her neck into the audience so that they could feel and touch her
before she went into action.

   And so the group toured the country.  A few days later there was one
booking from a regular, which could only be addressed to Monica and her
special abilities.  The previous year the mayor of a town had approached
Pedro over a drink after his show and asked if he had a girl who could deal
with a donkey.  Pedro said he hadn't but would watch out.  And the mayor
suggested that if he could bring such a girl next year it would be a
perfect 40th birthday present to his wife to watch and he knew where to
find the perfect donkey.

   But Pedro's experience of horses and donkeys made him feel that that
would be one or two step further on than the Shetland ham that Monica was
now happily sucking in.  How to help her vagina enlarge in preparation?

   Pedro had consulted a doctor friend and he had suggested a plastic
speculum designed for unusually large vaginas that could be adjusted and
screwed tight into a range of over large sizes.  And had provided Pedro
with the promising gadget in exchange for some favours.

   And so it was that two weeks before the group was due back into the
mayor's town Monica was started on a special programme of daily stretching.
The greased speculum was inserted into her hole and expanded as far as
Pedro could take it and then locked down.  Twice a day it would be checked
and Miguel and Pedro would take it in turns to see if they could use their
strength to open the speculum a little turn or two more before locking it
down again.  And Monica adjusted her contributions to the daily shows by
concentrating on stroking her pony and using her mouth as far as possible
to take it to spurting time.  But she was not allowed to take the speculum
out.

   Two weeks later in a barn she lay back on some hay bails when the donkey
was led out.  Sure enough it did seem to be well endowed and when the
donkey smelt Monica, the mayor and his wife excitedly pointed out that its
maleness was beginning to expand and lengthen as it dangled ready.

   With Monica raised and in position on her back, her hips thrust forward,
the donkey's giant member was quickly brought into place and then the
people stood back to allow the mayor's wife her present.  Pedro wondered if
the plump lady was secretly wishing to switch places with Monica to give
the donkey a try but she blushed, clapped her hands delightedly and agreed
with her husband that it was the best present she had ever had.  She
hesitated and then suggested that maybe next year the brothers could bring
a monkey?  She would like to see that.

   Soon afterwards Joker discovered the sweet milk now beginning to leak at
Sarah's chemically treated nipples and he like what he tasted.  She might
not be pregnant in reality but her chemicals thought that she was and were
organizing her hormones accordingly.

   By this time Sarah loved little Joker dearly.  She loved big Ringo too
of course because he was magnificent but Joker made her laugh and had so
much character.  So Sarah slipped easily into a habit of lying down when
Joker was around and asking for attention, turning to one side and letter
the terrier suckle away to his hearts content.  And it seemed that as soon
as her milk breasts had a customer they in turn produced more.  And then
she began to welcome Joker's twice daily visits and called her to him just
to suck, because that eased the pressure that built in her breasts.

   Pedro and Miguel were quick to spot the potential in this situation and
so a new part of their act was introduced which proved very popular.  Sarah
would sit in an open chair as if asleep, her breasts naked and exposed. 
Joker would jump up onto her lap and bark to wake her up and then latch on
to one side or the other.  The audience would laugh and Sarah would smile
down at her furry child and cuddle him into her as each breast in turn was
emptied.

   And that led easily on to a second stage where from the same position
her hand encouraged his sheath and once he had responded, lowered him down
a little so that Joker ended face to face with her, tongue lolling from a
corner of his mouth as he jerked away down below.  And when he spasmed and
juiced her insides Sarah smiled and kissed him to thank him for his
efforts.

   Monica and Sarah had become very close in these two weeks as part of the
performance troupe.  It surprised both girls that Pedro and Miguel left
them alone even at night.  Considering that they were professionally
engaged in the sex trade you would have thought that they would have
regularly made demands on the two isolated girls.  But they didn't.  They
seemed to see Monica and Sarah in the same way as they saw the beasts - as
business stock that needed looking after so that they made as much money as
possible.

   At night Sarah and Monica would cuddle each other and sleep entwined
like the lovers they were becoming.  And so it was a huge wrench for Sarah
on the day when the brothers casually pushed Monica into a van because her
time was up and she had to move on.  Sarah ran after the van waving but
there were no windows as usual, so Monica would not have been able to see.

   The brothers too were extremely sorry to lose Monica.  They valued Sarah
as a pretty blonde who handled the dog side well and saw that she was
popular with their audiences.  But Monica had been specially gifted in her
ability to take in the Shetland and that donkey.  Those sorts of girls were
extremely rare and the next girl would be unlikely to be so naturally
gifted.  But they shrugged and would have to adapt.

   There was only a single day when Sarah was on her own trying to comfort
herself with her doggy friends wondering where Monica had gone to and when
she would see her again.  Then a Scottish girl called Fiona arrived to
replace Monica and life moved on.

   This time it was Sarah's role as the experienced lead girl to initiate
the new girl Fiona into what was expected of.  She liked the look of Fiona
who had a slim figure, a young pixie face, dark brown hair and twinkling
eyes.  She looked fun and above all she looked fresh and very young.  Sarah
instinctively wanted to protect her, she looked so inexperienced but knew
that the routine had to be followed.  But here they hit a problem.  Fiona
was terrified, even of Joker let alone Ringo or the Shetland.  She screamed
and thrashed and refused, even plied with drink and drugs and the brothers
shook their head wondering how she should be handled.  One way or another
Fiona had to be in the act to earn their money at least until they could
contact the Commander and ask for a replacement to be sent out.

   As usual the brothers had set aside two training days to bring Fiona
into the team and now they had gone and they were due to give their next
booking that evening.  The brothers decided that the only way forward was
to design Fiona's section of the display as rape, because that was what it
looked as if it was going to be.  They would just have to increase the
amount of red juice, drive Ringo crazy so that he would have her no matter
how much she screamed.

   For the next few nights then the Shetland played no part except to
exhibited as a tease outside the barn or hall so that members of the public
could admire and touch Dick's length of meat.  Inside the shows started
with Sarah feeding Joker her milk and then accommodating him lower down
from her chair.  That was the opener.  And the middle section was then set
with Fiona's capture and stripping ending with her being tied and displayed
for Ringo who would run on and thrust almost immediately into her while
Fiona cried and raged in quite real terror.  The brothers learned to leave
some of her upper half loosely bound so that the audience could appreciate
the better Fiona's efforts to get free and escape from her fate.

   After the second night the brothers worked in a twist by following
Ringo's rape by turning over Fiona so that her breasts hung down and then
Joker could return to attack them.  Finding no milk in them did not put him
off as he pulled and sucked growling angrily - and the audience loved it.

   In a way Fiona's fear of being taken by the dogs also helped the
brothers in their next special project.  Some months ago, well before Sarah
had joined them, Pedro and Miguel had been approached by a wealthy,
well-connected young man, who asked if they would be interested in making
films together.  That was a business area that definitely had been
considered by the brothers so they were quick to agree.  And the next
assignment for the troupe was to be their first film project.

   The young man name Juan-Pablo was one of a group of friends who had seen
one of the shows and found that they enjoyed it.  More than once afterwards
the group of friends had shared drinks and discussed how they could create
something that mixed beasts, girls, rape and wildness.  And now they had
formed their plan.  As part of that plan each of the eight friends had
taken on a brief which was to buy or borrow a well endowed male dog which
could be brought to star in the movie.  They realized that the pack of dogs
would not be used to each other, let alone the girls, but that would add to
the wildness.

   The setting for their film had been arranged at a barn in open forest, a
long way from anywhere.  Lights and cameras and sound equipment were all of
professional quality as the friends expected to at least end up with a
movie to cherish forever and maybe it would be posted online.

   As often happened in their shows the opening scene was of Fiona and
Sarah dressed and happily eating and enjoying a picnic on a rug near the
barn without a care in the world.  As the finished they lay back and began
to doze and sunbathe as they enjoyed the warm weather.

   The next section showed the side door to the barn opening and the
friends emerged, dressed for the part as country woodsmen.  Spying the
girls on the rug they were filmed as they crept up towards them, surrounded
them and then pounced.

   With much real screaming from Fiona and some pretend cries from Sarah,
neither of whom had seen the script of course, the girls were stripped
naked and clothes were ripped away.  The girls were then carried into the
barn and filming was cut for a break.

   After the break the friends were shown from all angles as they drank and
assaulted the two girls, taking turns to plunge into the holes of their
choice and hammer away heroically.  Fiona's tears and cries looked
wonderful in close-up as the girls scrabbled to escape the repeated
penetration but it was no use.

   This section ended when the friends were all obviously drained and
exhausted with nothing further left to pump into either girl for the
present.  And then the girls were tied in positions where they would be
very ready when the men decided to resume.  Fiona was draped over the side
of a soft chair with her bottom in the air.  Sarah was on the remains of a
wooden crate, legs tied apart and her back tied to the wall behind her. 
But the young friends then were filmed deciding to go out for a while and
to return for more later.

   The final part of their film was to star the pack of dogs.  Pedro
applied a great deal of red fluid into the open cunts of his two female
stars and then trailed drops of the magic fluid across the barn to its open
door.

   The friend acting as director insisted that this final scene should
happen unscripted, whatever happened.  So the young men and the two
brothers turned on the cameras, left the helpless girls and walked out into
the sunshine.  When they reached their trucks and cars behind the building
the pack of dogs was let out.  Excited at being free the mixed bunch of
large males began barking and posturing at each other, snarling and sizing
each other up to see who would become the leader.  And basically everyone
got into their vans and drove off to the nearby town to enjoy a three hour
meal and left the pack to it.

   Later the group excitedly returned to collect the dogs back, each their
own and took down the camera equipment.  The young men were excited to see
the evidence of what had happened and how the dogs had handled the open
opportunities in front of them.  As soon as they could get the camera to a
computer they would see and then they could begin on editing the results
into a complete movie.

   Pedro and Miguel were paid, Sarah and Fiona were untied and taken back
to be washed down and cleaned and the brothers celebrated making as much
money in a day than they usually made in a month.  This film idea was
promising.

   The brothers twice set up the equipment to try Sarah out with the
Shetland.  Horse and donkey acts were very popular and the brothers knew
that it was important that they replace Monica soon with another girl
capable of accommodating a massive donkey dick.

   Sarah did not object and the brothers tried heavy grease and oils.  One
time they even spent a good five minutes pistoning their oiled hands and
forearms up into her in turn to try to widen her up as much as possible. 
But she just was not born large enough.  When the Shetland's erect flesh
tube swelled and lifted it pressed into her greased opening and even
thought the horse pressed and Sarah pressed back, the flared end could not
enter.  And after some seconds of furious trying it would droop and
withdraw in failure.  That was not going to work with the audiences.

   Sarah did not worry because she still had the two dogs as her special
partners in the act and they would continue to be the main show - so she
knew that she was needed.  Fiona did not feel as secure even though the
dogs raping her was now very much embedded into the evening shows.  But she
could hear the brothers discussing using snakes and even wondering about
starting a water show as Pedro had read that a walrus had an amazingly
large penis - and that made the Scottish girl panic.

   In the end Sarah never saw the next new girl arrive and so did not know
how the brothers solved those problems.  For her month had ended and the
same van that arrived to collect her unexpectedly one morning had brought
out her replacement.  But the replacement had been wrapped in a blue
plastic sack so Sarah did not see what she looked like.



   10.  The Cascade step 6: Release

   When Sarah next stepped out from the van into daylight, she found
herself in front of a wealthy country house and standing in front of her
was a well-groomed woman dressed in a grey business suit.  And to Sarah's
amazement she was being smiled at warmly.

   "Welcome Sarah.  And how are you, my dear?" the charming lady asked. 
Sarah did not know how to begin to answer that question.  It seemed such a
long time ago that anyone had spoken to her like that.

   "I expect that you would like to clean up and change into some proper
clothes.  And when you are ready we must give you some food.  I am sure
that no one has been feeding you properly." And with a friendly arm around
Sarah's shoulders she found herself being guided away from the van and into
the mansion.  And to Sarah's astonishment she was invited up the stairs and
taken to a beautiful luxurious room which could have come from some 5 star
hotel.

   The business woman smiled at her shock.  "My name is Wendy by the way.
Take your time, Sarah.  Settle in, clean up and when you are ready come
downstairs and I will find you something to eat.  Everything you will need
should be in the bathroom so please help yourself to anything at all." And
with that she left the room.

   Looking about her Sarah could not believe what was happening.  The
double bed looked soft and welcoming.  There were folded nightwear on the
pillow and a white gown across the bottom of the bed.  The carpet underfoot
was so soft and when she opened the door to investigate the bathroom it was
perfect.  Designed in modern marble and white porcelain she would have to
choose between a deep bath to her left and a steel walk-in shower with a
huge deluge head to her right.  In the centre were her toilet and the sink
with all sorts of girlish bottles set out on shelves.  Something in Sarah
melted with happiness and all the memories and struggles of the past few
months seemed to fall away.

   She started the bath water running and then could not wait and showered
herself amazed at the pleasure of letting the warm water run down through
her hair.  And when the bath was run she poured in scented bath oils and
eased herself in for a wonderful soak.

   In a wardrobe she found two sets of clothing which surprisingly were her
size and so by the time Sarah stepped down into the hallway again, not only
was she clean and smelling wonderful, her hair styled as she liked it best,
she was also smartly dressed in sweater and skirt.

   The dream continued as Sarah and Wendy sat down together to eat a
wonderful meal that someone had somehow prepared within the mansion.  And
Wendy was a good listener, asking Sarah all about her adventures and making
notes on her pad as she nodded.  Occasionally some things were difficult
for Sarah to speak about but Wendy was so easy and professional that Sarah
found she could trust her with her most private experiences and reactions.
She described all of her adventures and everything she had been forced to
do.  Sarah even told Wendy about being chemically pregnant and her leaking
nipples and how she missed Joker really as no one had sucked them for a
whole day now.  And the operations to increase the size of various bits of
her and to remove her gag reflex and how everything now seemed to be far
more sensitive.  And Wendy nodded and took notes.

   And until she had told Wendy the whole story of her months in the
Cascade system Sarah had not really taken the time to appreciate how much
she had gone through and also how much she had changed.  She was so much no
longer the young blonde from Spokane that had been on her way home before
Facebook tripped her up.

   Wendy would not speak to her about the future and simply said "Not yet.
Enough for now.  We can begin looking at that tomorrow." And after dinner
she asked if Sarah minded having her photo taken and Sarah smiled into the
camera knowing that she now looked exactly like a well brought up American
girl with her future ahead of her.

   "Well that should cover everything for tonight, Sarah.  You have been
most helpful.  I am sure you are tired from all these amazing experiences
and I have some calls to make and some reports to write.  So why not head
back to your room for an early night.  If you struggle to get to sleep turn
on the TV for a while or you can look in the cupboard next to your bed for
a drink if you prefer.  Either way sleep well and I will see you tomorrow
at 8 am.  There is a clock in your room so that you can keep track of the
time.  OK?"

   And with that Sarah headed upstairs back to her luxurious room, wondered
about taking another shower, changed into her nightwear and slipped into
bed.  Everything was so soft and safe that in a few moments she was fast
asleep.

   Sarah wore the same sweater and skirt when she descended the stairs the
next morning very close to 8am to find that Wendy and breakfast were
waiting for her.  Wendy seemed to be in a very good mood and Sarah somehow
felt that she had done well, Wendy was pleased with her.  Whatever phone
calls and reports Wendy had had to make the previous evening must have been
finished and dealt with because Wendy seemed to be under no pressure that
morning.  Once she glanced at her wrist and warned "Your car will be here
at 10.  So that is when you will need to be ready." But she wouldn't
explain what was planned and just smiled and told Sarah "You'll see soon
enough young lady."

   Very happy at this remarkable change in her young life, Sarah even had
time to walk and explore some of the well-kept gardens around the mansion
before the large grey car drove in down the drive and parked outside the
front door.  In the charge of the businesswoman Sarah was on her way to her
next mysterious appointment.

   The only clue that Wendy gave her was her advice.  "Before we can deal
with your natural wish to get home to the States as soon as possible, we
need closure first over all these things that have been done to you in
Mexico.  It will be important that you make a good impression on the people
you will see today so take great care to present yourself well.  You don't
want them to think that you are just white trash who can be dismissed, do
you?  They have all seen my report of your story so they will know the
outline but they will need to see you to check on the state you are in."

   And then Wendy stayed silent so Sarah concentrated on the view from her
car window as they travelled through countryside and into a small town. 
Eventually they pulled up and parked behind a large official looking
building which might be something like the Town Hall or Mayor's Office. 
Wendy led her inside and told her to sit in a waiting room while she went
ahead.

   Some minutes later Wendy returned and guided her into a large room where
Sarah found herself standing in front of 6 serious adults, some male some
female, all seated above her on a platform like judges in a court.  As she
looked up at them Sarah suddenly felt small and vulnerable.  Instinctively
the young blonde girl clasped her hands together behind her back, which
happened also to present two of her major assets, and waited to answer
their questions.

   Only three of the `judges' spoke but all the time she could feel the
eyes of all six boring down at her and some seemed to be checking her out
very much top to bottom.  And she noticed that there were also two cameras
pointed at her with sound booms above, recording everything that happened
to unseen others watching by video.

   Sarah remembered the need to make a good impression and spoke up, doing
her very best to answer their questions truthfully.  When there seemed to
be no more questions Wendy stepped in at her side and gave her a new
instruction:
"Thank you Sarah.  You have answered well.  Now we need to check you
overall for marks on your body and other changes which may be relevant to
your situation.  So take all your clothes off now, put them on that chair
there and come back here so that we can see what scars you have been left

with."

   That, of course, was a shock now that Sarah had become used to being
dressed smartly again.  But she knew that she could trust Wendy who had
been so surprisingly kind to her and with a gulp and a swallow Sarah did as
she was told, walked to the chair, stripped off and returned naked to where
she had been standing.

   "Hands out to the side, please, Sarah.  That's good." The judges leaned
forward to see her better and no doubt everything was going into digital
recordings via the cameras.  She was turned slowly, the judges made notes
which she could see were being passed to a chairman at the extreme left of
the panel and it was finished.

   "Thank you Sarah.  Perfect.  All done now so you can pick up your
clothes and take them through that door there.  You can put them back on
and I will come to find you when we have a decision." Wendy smiled proudly
at her and the American did as she was told.

   But Sarah would never know if Wendy did actually come to find her later
or not.  As she entered the room holding her clothes ready to put them back
on, hands grabbed at her and a needle was pressed firmly into her neck. 
Sarah collapsed on the floor as the drug took effect immediately.  Her
clothes fell with her and would be given back to Wendy later.  Sarah would
not need them as she was being packaged into a thick crate ready for
transporting to her buyer.

   Sarah had been fortunate.  Some of the buyers either in the room or
linked by video to the auction bought Wendy's girls for medical body parts
or for specialist services in painful dark places where life was short. 
But Sarah had been bought by a rich man living near Cancun as a birthday
present for his 11 year old son.  And Wendy had again made a good deal of
money.

   11.  Out of the Cascade

   The crate that held the unconscious Sarah was moved by private jet so
that it did not seem much later to the blonde girl that she was being
lifted and helped out of the box to stand.  She found herself still very
naked with something holding her wrists together behind her, in front of
two men.

   One was her new owner, a dark handsome powerful man somewhere in his 50s
with dark eyes.  The other was a younger man of mixed race who was grinning
at her and staring at her breasts with great interest as he jiggled
slightly from side to side.  Sarah's first impression was that the powerful
man was taking stock and that maybe the young man was not altogether there
in the head department.

   Her new owner had a deep voice as he took control of the situation in
clear educated English.

   "You may call me Master.  I bought you at the auction yesterday and so
now own you but you are to be a 11th birthday present to my son Roberto so
you are his.

   In my family there has long been a tradition that all male children are
given a Toy for their 11th birthday as a recognition that they are becoming
men.  My father had one and he in turn gave me one.

   Be completely clear that Roberto may do simply anything that he wants
with you.  There are no limits at all and you cannot come to me or to
anyone else hoping for protection.  If he wants to cut an arm off, pull
your teeth out or anything at all he will do it and that will be that.  So,
take great care to please Roberto and make sure that he is happy."

   The Master paused and half smiled as he remembered.

   "My Toy just kept on talking and making a noise irritating me until I
put an end to it and had her tongue cut out.  I instructed them to cut deep
and I was then able to send her tongue to be dried and stuffed and as I
dipped it into a number of wet cunts I thought of her.  But I had the rest
of her sent to the logging camps in the Amazon.  So beware Chiquita!"

   Sarah shivered at this appalling story and promised herself that no
matter what this boy Roberto was like she would keep him happy and never
speak so much that she annoyed him.

   "There is a space for you to sleep in attached to Roberto's room and you
even will have your own toilet in there.  Whenever Roberto is in our house
you will be with him and will stay in his room or in your own space unless
he takes you somewhere with him.  All the time he is here you are fully
available to him, to follow his wishes.

   Each weekday he will leave for school at 8am and will return at 5.30 pm.
While he is at school you will first tidy his room and yourself and will
then spend the day with my other servants.  Senora Martinez is senior and
in charge of the cooking and runs the household.  There is also Carmen as a
maid and Luis here my gardener and handyman.  You are at the very bottom of
the chain so you must also obey the other servants and follow their wishes.
During the day you will help them as they order and make sure that you are
back in position in Roberto's room well before 5.30pm.  Understood?"

   Sarah nodded and tried to remember everything so that she would not go
wrong.  There were a lot of people that she would now need to please.

   "My doctor is coming in a while to inspect you and to make sure that you
are clean.  He will also check to see when you are likely to return to
being fertile again.  I know that you have taken chemicals to suppress your
cycle for some time and that is to stop.  Roberto is to breed with you
whenever you are ready so that he can experience fatherhood.  What he does
with your babies will be up to him.  In the past we have usually sold on
male babies to agencies who sell them for adoption and have kept the
females to bring up for later use.  In fact Carmen is my daughter from an
earlier arrangement and that is why I keep her by me.

   There is to be no doubt that any children you bear will be Roberto's. 
Luis here has strict instructions that he can play as he likes with your
mouth and your ass but can never enter your cunt.  And you will make sure
that also applies to any strange males who reach you.  Be sure that when
each baby is born its DNA will be checked and if the father is found not to
be Roberto then your punishment will be extreme."

   Master frowned down at Sarah to emphasize his point and she nodded
strongly to show that she had heard and fully understood.  Her cunt was
only for Roberto from now onwards.  And my goodness, she would be having
babies......

   "There is no need for you to wear clothes as you cannot leave our home
and gardens.  So you will stay as you are at all times."

   "By speaking English to my son you will help him for his business career
in the USA later on.  And you will instruct him in all the possibilities of
women, so that he will be ready to take the opportunities open to him when
he too is a rich and successful man."

   "And there is one more important routine that you must follow.  I know
that my son's hormones will be rising strongly as he becomes a man. 
Millions of sperm hatching every day and he will have inherited strong
genes that will make him into a man to remember.  But they will distract
him from the schoolwork that he must do.  For that reason every morning you
must ensure that before he dresses and comes down his balls have been
emptied.  Then he will be relaxed at school and not chase the girls too
much."

   "So when you wake him at 6 each morning you must see if he would like to
fuck you in one way or another.  And if he is not taking you in any other
way you must always make sure that your mouth drains him fully.  By the
time he returns from school fresh sperm will be ready and do not worry,
there will be plenty for you." He laughed at his own joke and Sarah smiled
as best she could.

   And that ended Sarah's initial period of instruction from her new
Master. He left for his study while the slightly strange gardener Luis
showed her first to the kitchen where she met Senora Martinez - a fierce
matronly 40 year old - and Carmen, a dark haired girl 5 or more years older
than Sarah.  The initial meeting was brief and Sarah was unsure whether
they liked her or not.

   Luis also took her to Roberto's bedroom, which was large, consisting of
two full sized rooms, storage cupboards and an impressive bathroom.  He was
definitely the important son of the family.  Her cupboard space was far
smaller of course with room for little more than a low single bed, a chair
and the toilet beyond.  Sarah had a funny feeling as she looked round what
would be her new home.

   Luis left telling her that she now had to wait in her space until the
doctor had seen her.  She sat in the chair by her bed and looked around
feeling that maybe she would be safe here.

   When he came, the doctor was quick and professional.  Sarah stripped off
for her inspection and had her mouth and eyes checked, breasts felt and
squeezed and opened her legs so that swabs could be taken from her vagina.
Blood was taken from an arm for analysis and the doctor left.  She guessed
that his report would be sent to her Master as soon as the swabs and blood
had been tested - later that day.

   In all this time, since she had emerged from the crate Sarah's hands had
been tied behind her back and no one seemed to see any reason to untie her.
It was uncomfortable but Sarah was able to use her new toilet and then lay
down on her bed for a rest.

   When school was over and she finally met Roberto she was surprised to
see how tall he was already at his 11th birthday.  He had inherited
something of his father's dark looks and she thought he had intelligent
eyes and more of an easy smile than his father.  He looked like a boy who
was fully enjoying his life.  But perhaps that was because he had just been
given Sarah to be his Toy.

   Roberto had so looked forward to this birthday and the point where he
began to be treated like a grown man at last.  His father had of course
teased him about whether or not he would be given a Toy as a present.  Most
of him had been sure that he would but it was still a great excitement to
be able to race up to his room to see for himself what sort of Toy his
father had found for him.

   Sarah could tell straight away that she pleased him and he liked what he
saw.  Of course Sarah was almost the perfect Playboy pin up girl with her
young looks, blonde hair, tremendous tits, great figure and pouting lips -
top and bottom.  All the images of naked women that Roberto had seen so far
had been online and not in the flesh and Sarah matched his highest hopes.

   And his present didn't need much unwrapping as it had arrived into his
room already naked.  He liked the facts that her hands were tied behind her
back and so was in no hurry to release her.  His boyish face was lit up
with excited pleasure as he took his first hold of her fabulous tits and
experimentally rubbed his thumbs across her nipples.

   "Hello Toy.  What great tits you've got.  I'm going to enjoy them very
much." And bent his head down to suck at her left side.  When the built up
milk gushed into he back of his mouth Roberto was even more pleased.  He
had always wanted to suck at a milky breast and his new Toy came fully
equipped.  That was perfect.

   Sarah said nothing except "Oh!" as the milk jetted into his mouth and
then a soft "Ow!" when Roberto tried biting down quite hard on her nipple.

   The happy boy grinned at her.  "You will stay here Toy in your space and
wait until I get back.  I need to have my supper with Father and then I
will return and you can show me what you have to offer."

   And he was gone and Sarah was left on her own, milk still slightly
leaking from the breast that had received less attention.  Her head was
spinning but on the whole she felt that she was doing well.  He had liked
her and that was the important thing.  She shivered to think what would
have happened to her otherwise.  So, calming herself and mentally preparing
herself for the boy's return, Sarah went back to her space, hands still
tied behind her, and waited for the next stage in her introduction to her
new life with Roberto.

   Sarah did not know if she was allowed to slip down to the kitchen to
also look for some food or not.  To play safe she decided simply to stay in
her space next to Roberto's room.  She did not want to make a basic mistake
on her first day.

   As it happened Roberto returned with a large sausage, still warm and
covered in gravy, which he enjoyed pushing up into her as she lay on her
back across his bed.  After he had played with her cunt a little with the
sausage he removed it and told that she could eat it now.  And Sarah was
hungry enough to be glad to chew it down.  Even though he had to feed it to
her mouth because her hands were still tied.

   For some reason Roberto preferred to make his opening exploration of
Sarah's young body with her hands out of the way.  And he delighted in
running his hands over and into her, occasionally bending to lick or smell
her.  This was the first real woman he had ever explored and he was amazed
at the softness of her smooth skin, loved the weighted movement of her tits
as she moved and was excited about pressing his fingers into her cunt hole.


   And they did of course have sex twice that first evening.  Once face to
face up her cunt and the second time as his first sampling of the warm wet
pleasures of oral sex from Sarah's mouth.

   She noticed that his manhood was also fully grown and worked extremely
well.  Like most excited young men he came quickly each time but that did
not bother Sarah and he recycled to be ready again with amazing speed.

   At a later point in the evening Roberto did actually find scissors from
his desk and cut through the plastic ties that had been restraining Sarah
and she was able to rub her wrists as the blood flowed through them again.

   He left her sprawled on her back across his bed and went to his laptop
and began to Google for `Top 20 sex positions' and printed off the results.
He wanted to try everything and his first target would be to work through
the top 20 and see what they were like.

   Eventually it reached the point when he needed to crash and sleep.  He
was holding Sarah in the bed beginning to experiment on her mouth and
gradually she realized that his lips and tongue were beginning to slow and
so was his breathing.  She stayed as still as possible until she was sure
that he was fully asleep before slipping out of the boy's bed and returning
to her own space where she could spend her first night in her new home.  As
she closed her eyes she smiled to herself.  It was all going to be fine.

   Her alarm woke her promptly at six the next morning.  It took only a
split second before Sarah remembered where she was and her new role as
Roberto's Toy.  When she reached his room she could see that the boy was
still very much asleep and wondered how best to wake him to offer him his
morning spoonful of sex.  She tried putting a hand gently onto his shoulder
and shaking him slightly but that had no effect.  So she lent in and kissed
him on the edge of his mouth.

   That woke Roberto up and he looked up at her with bleary eyes until they
opened in recognition and he smiled broadly.  "Good morning Toy."

   "Your father told me that I had to start each day by asking if you would
like some sex now and to make sure that at least you were sucked off before
you get into the bathroom.  So is there anything I can do for you this
morning?"

   And he pulled her into the bed, lay on top of her and was soon pumping
vigorously into her gash.  And that sent him off cheerfully into the shower
before getting dressed and going down to breakfast.

   As we went out of the door he gave her his instructions, which was to
make the bed and then go down to the kitchens to see if there was any
breakfast waiting for her.  And Sarah did as she was told and so did not
see Roberto again until the early evening when he returned from school.

   Once cleared, Sarah walked down the back stairs for her second meeting
with Senora Martinez and Carmen.  Again, it was clear that the Senora was
in charge.  She told Sarah where she should sit at the kitchen table and
pushed over a plate of bread and butter for her to eat.  Sarah ate hungrily
and was pleased when the Senora also made her some fried eggs and gave her
coffee to wash it down with.

   The Senora was not really interested in asking Sarah about her
background or what experiences she had been through.  But she was prepared
to tell Sarah a little about her Master.  She learned that the Master had
divorced Roberto's mother a little before the woman had died.  Since then
there had been no woman running the house so she, the Senora, had to run
it.

   She wanted to impress on Sarah that the Master was a successful and
powerful businessman who often had to travel to work his business.  And
whenever he was away she was in charge.  She agreed that it was good that
Sarah had come as Roberto would then have some company on days when he did
not have his father at home.

   The Senora agreed that Roberto was a good boy and it was obvious that
she was very fond of him.  She therefore impressed on Sarah the importance
of looking after him and giving him a good time.  Both women of course knew
that that meant sex but it wasn't spoken out loud, just understood between
them.  The dark things that men demanded of their women.

   Sarah also learned from the Senora that it was Luis' day off as it was a
Thursday.  She told Sarah that the gardener liked either to spend the day
in the local village getting drunk with his friends or visited different
friends in a nearby farm for the day.  She would see him again tomorrow.

   The Senora sent Sarah to work with Carmen once she had cleared and
washed her breakfast plates.  She was sent to find Carmen who was sorting
out clothes in the laundry.  When Sarah asked what she should do, Carmen
told her to wash the floor and a little later Sarah was on her naked knees
in wet soapy water as she scrubbed at the tiled floor.

   Sarah felt that Carmen was watching her from the corner of her eye,
waiting to speak but the dark haired young girl said nothing for a while.
But it was true that she did notice the size and weight of Sarah's breasts
as they dangled and swung with her brushing movements and the pinkness of
her ass held out behind.  And out of the blue Carmen suddenly smacked her
hard across her bottom which startled Sarah and made her sit up with big
frightened eyes, wondering what she had done wrong.  Carmen immediately
darted in and seized Sarah's pointing left nipple and pinched hard, making
Sarah yelp in pain.

   "You are such a cow" Carmen hissed using her hold to pull Sarah's
captive tit flesh towards her as far as she could.  "You had better not
think that you can come into this house and try to use your big tits and
open your legs to make trouble for me.  I'll be watching you and I can hurt
you - badly - if I want.  Just keep remembering that." And with one final
sharp bite of her fingernails she released the tit to flop back.

   Sarah was confused by this outburst and responded the only way she knew
which was to submit.

   "B-But I just want to be friends with you.  You are so beautiful and I
wish I could wear clothes like you do and not be naked all the time.  And I
know that I am the new girl right at the bottom and everything...." she
sobbed.

   And that seemed to satisfy Carmen who allowed Sarah to be around her
without attacking her again.  And before they went to take their lunch
Carmen even pulled Sarah to her and kissed her deeply which thrilled the
new girl as she wondered if Carmen would become her new special friend in
place of Monica.

   Strangely Carmen also took pleasure in Sarah's milk production.  She
knew the breasts had to be full each evening for Roberto's return but
without saying anything pulled Sarah to her at a point in the afternoon and
sucked deeply on each breast in turn.  And when the stretched teats left
her mouth dribbling a little of the pale milk there was a smile of
satisfaction that Sarah noticed on Carmen's face, like a purring cat.  And
that made Sarah warm inside with hope.

   That evening Roberto returned from school with as much excitement as the
day before, now looking forward to playing again with his Toy.  He was
bubbling with ideas and had obviously broken the news to his mates who were
extremely jealous and eager to come round to play too.

   The evening raced by and Roberto came twice inside his Toy trying out
recommended positions one and two from the internet.  Position two had
Sarah riding him for the very first time as he lay beneath her and that
seemed to please him.

   In between actual coitus his exploration of her biology continued and
covered Nipples Stage 1 as well as Clit Stage 1 and a touch on Lubrication.
And with every new piece of information Roberto went to his laptop and
searched for data and images to put all sorts of pieces together.  And
returned with fresh thoughts and ideas to try.  He told Sarah that once
they had been through all twenty of the recommended sex positions he was
going to set up a video camera on a tripod so that he could create his own
demonstration site online where everyone would be able to see how they were
done.  His eyes shone with excitement and all the pleasure that his Toy
would give him.

   On Friday morning Roberto sleepily agreed to allow Sarah to suck him off
before he emerged from bed and so the young blonde crawled under his sheets
and took him into her wet mouth and made sure that everything was empty
before he hit the shower.  In a way she was as excited and happy as
Roberto, as it made her feel so good to be able to offer herself to the boy
at this point in his life when it was so important for him to find out all
these things.

   But once her young stud had returned to school Sarah found that the
Senora has put her down to spend the day working with Luis.  There was
something about Sarah's enhanced tits that drew Luis.  Hardly had they left
the kitchen to walk outside when Luis lounged with his back to a wall, arms
spread in front of him with open palms and grinning, instructed her "Bring
them to me Whore".  And Sarah understood what was required and walked her
breasts to him so that they could be squeezed and handled roughly.

   And as soon as they reached the potting shed in Luis' garden kingdom,
she was pushed down to her knees in front of him and he opened his grubby
trousers and led her open mouth onto his erection.  Clasping the back of
her head the gardener sighed with pleasure and began to take full advantage
of Sarah's mouth and throat as he stroked it up and down his flesh.

   Sarah was still wary of him because she was never sure that she
understood what he was feeling or thinking.  She was more confused when
from his pocket Luis produced a coil of garden twine, which he tied round
one of her nipple stalks, passed it round the back of her neck and then
tied the other nipple.  And below the nipples he attached little bells that
he used in the garden to keep the birds away so that for the rest of that
day as she helped in the garden Sarah tinkled as she moved.  That seemed to
please him.  But he hardly spoke to her, which was weird.

   And while they lay on his garden rug eating their lunchtime break
together in the sunshine, Luis seemed to start to pay more attention to
what was between the girls' legs.  He began by pushing a grubby cushion
under her hips that he normally used as a kneeler when weeding.  With her
hips raised and her lips more exposed to her surprise he returned from his
shed with a small basket.  Looking inside the basket he selected a large
carrot, leaned in and firmly pushed it up into Sarah's tunnel.

   It was such a large carrot that the top and its greenery stayed outside.
And he pulled out the carrot and tried a fat purple eggplant which
stretched Sarah almost to the limit with its wide entry.  But it slid in.
And so it went as Luis tried her out on onions, potatoes, cucumber and
everything else that was in season.  Sarah just kept quiet and tried to go
with it.  He never tried to use any of the vegetables to get her off - just
pushed them in, left them for a short while and then took them out again
without saying anything further.

   After that strange introduction to working in the garden with Luis,
Sarah had another evening of exploration with Roberto and then it was the
weekend.  Her Master was away and maybe because of that Roberto announced
that two of his friends were to come to visit the next day and they would
want to see his Toy.  Sarah went to sleep wondering what this would mean
for her.

   She did not have long to wait the next morning as Roberto's two friends
raced into his room to inspect her and, she guessed, to make quite sure
that his boasts were real.  From their wide grins and noisy chatter she
knew that she met with their approval.

   The three eleven year old boys were close friends and naturally spoke
Spanish to each other although all three were perfectly able to instruct
her in English when needed.  Roberto told Sarah to stand still with her
hands behind her neck and legs wide to be inspected and she obeyed
instantly.  The boys crowded round and small strong hands reached out and
sampled everything she offered.  Sarah noticed that Roberto held back
slightly to allow his friends more room.

   It was if only by actually getting their fingers onto her naked skin
could the two new boys be certain that they had finally crossed the line
and taken hold of a real woman.  Hours of internet searching, porn,
magazines and exchanged stories had built up so many inner ideas of what
they were searching for but here at last was the real thing.

   "Why does every male go straight for your tits?" thought Sarah wincing
as yet again her full frontage was given immediate attention.  Only a
little later did hands wander down to explore into the spaces between her
leg and over her ass.  But there would be plenty of time for everything as
they were all here for the whole weekend.

   As the Master was away that weekend on a business trip Senora Martinez
and Carmen were also able to take time off and the Senora would just visit
at the beginning and the end of the day to take care of providing meals for
the young people.  Luis was still going to be around and he could keep an
eye on the boys and make sure that they had everything they needed.  For
today the Senora had made up a picnic basket and there was plenty to drink
in the kitchen fridges.

   And as the three boys carried their picnic, backpack of cans of beer and
everything else they might need for their day towards the Summer House,
Roberto told Sarah a little of what they planned.

   "Now that we are all eleven, we are going to celebrate and we are going
to fuck you eleven times each, once for each year.  So you should have some
fun!  To make sure that we do it properly we will use your cunt, mouth and
ass in turn.  We are going to draw cards for who goes into which one first
and we will then move round each time.  And in between we will see what
people want."

   "But your father the Master told me I mustn't ...." Sarah protested
anxious not to make a big mistake when she had strictly been told to keep
her cunt exclusively for Roberto.

   "Ah, don't worry about that.  The doctor told my father that you will
not be able to have any babies for around six months so in these first
three or four months there is no risk.  And they are my friend so I don't
mind sharing."

   Somewhere deep inside her, Sarah registered: Oh My God, in six months I
am going to be pregnant!

   Sarah had not even been told the names of the other two boys and they
seemed to use Spanish nicknames between themselves, which she could not
catch or understand.  So in her mind she thought of them as One and Two. 
One was as tall as Roberto and broader in the chest as if he was something
of an athlete.  He seemed to be the natural leader of the threesome as she
soon noticed that Roberto paid great attention to what he suggested.

   Two was shorter and had not yet done as much growing.  He looked more
like a brain person but was always cracking jokes to make the others laugh.
Sarah supposed that was why he was part of the gang.

   And in the warm sunshine the rugs were spread out in front of the Summer
House and the three boys scored the first of their eleven targets.  Roberto
went first having drawn her mouth.  And he let her do all the work by lying
down on his back and pulling the blonde girl face down onto him so that her
mouth could swallow him into its wet warmth.

   He was followed by One who had drawn her cunt which he quickly entered,
thrusting furiously.  And once he had spurted his load into the Toy there
was a bit of trouble getting Two's thinner prick into her ass as Sarah
positioned herself on hands and knees.  One of them remembered Last Tango
in Paris and the picnic butter successfully solved the problem so that
Two's initiation was also well managed.  All three boys were extremely
pleased with themselves.  And began on the beer and the food.

   Sarah felt a bit like a blow up toy that the boys could pick up to use
and then throw down again but she still trembled when she remembered her
Master's awful story about cutting out the tongue from his Toy when she
talked too much and began to nag.  So Sarah made quite sure that she only
spoke when they required it and worked hard at being quiet until they
needed her again.

   Presumably the three boys were exchanging boasts about how great they
had been but she couldn't understand.  One did bring her a can of beer
which she gratefully drank down because the day was warm and she was
sitting in full sunshine.

   Once the boys had drunk and eaten enough to refresh themselves they
decided to take photos to post onto Facebook so their friends would see. 
Again they decided to pose in turn while one or other of the remaining
friends took the photo with their cameraphones.

   There was a close up of Sarah's amazing breasts filling the full frame.

   There was one of a happy face looking over her shoulder while both hands
dug into her tit flesh.

   There were sideways on photos of fingers pinching nipples and pulling so
that her breast was stretched to its limit.

   There was one of Sarah on her back while hands pulled her ankles towards
her shoulders exposing everything.

   Close up were taken of her cunt, both closed and with the outer lips
pushed open.

   All three boys had their photo taken with Sarah's open mouth around
their pricks.

   And of the shot looking down to show their pricks entering into Sarah's
cunt.

   And with the help of some more kitchen lubrication there was even a set
of three that showed the boys pushing their right hands and arms up inside
Sarah's cunt to achieve fisting.

   Each photo was posted to Facebook where no doubt their linked friends
who be beginning to post comments.  Everyone one would know what a great
time they were having and wonder how they could get some too.

   That had stirred the boys up again and so they performed their second
round of fucking Sarah.  This time Roberto had moved to her cunt, One to
her ass and Two satisfied himself by entering her mouth.

   More beer and One suggested that they get her to masturbate herself,
which they could also video and post online.  This was yet another thing
that Sarah had never done in front of anyone else and never expected to
have to do.  Humiliated, but knowing that she could only do as she was
instructed, Sarah was arranged sitting on a cushion, back against a tree
and told to begin.

   Sarah's right hand went down and began to stroke lightly down there as
the cameraphones began to record.  Taking her hand back into her mouth to
pick up saliva a couple of times, Sarah started the lubrication she needed
and felt her body respond.  Her knees opened a little wider and she got to
work.  With their high megapixel counts and zoom lenses the boys' cameras
were able to capture every detail to digital.  And they could choose
between framing the whole of Sarah or zooming in to her cunt where her
fingers worked.

   Pressing, rubbing and stroking around her clit and occasionally dipping
into the entrance to her vagina Sarah climbed slowly towards her climax. 
As it finally started to happen her body naturally responded and the boys
could see her rubbing harder and intensely at her clit while her breathing
came faster and faster until it broke through her in a great rush.

   One and Two were on their knees filming right next to her to catch as
much as possible on film.  And as Sarah's pulse rate began to slow down
again One reached in and tried his hand at rubbing her clit in nearly the
same way she had done.  And Two experimented by sliding his bottle of cold
beer into her sopping cunt.

   The third round of fucking seemed like a cause of celebration because
all three boys had now come in each of Sarah's holes.  They had the full
set.  It probably imprinted in them the idea that you had only truly taken
a woman when you had visited all of her three holes but that was for the
future.  After some drinking and checking to see what food was left, the
warmth of the afternoon seemed to slow their pace down and Sarah was given
a bit of peace.  She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sunshine.

   By the end of the afternoon the boys were almost half way as their
growing manhood had entered Roberto's Toy five times.  One seemed set on
being a macho stud, as far as Sarah could see and his visits were short as
he pumped furiously and came quickly.  His favourite position seemed to be
rear entry with Sarah on her hands and knees while he pumped into her from
behind, hands clutching at her tits.

   Two on the other hand was naturally slower and did not mind spending
longer over his coitus with the girl, sliding slowly in and out and easing
into a much more modest unloading of youthful cells.  And he seemed to most
enjoy her mouth, whether she was nursing him on his back or when he held
her head and controlled the speed of sliding towards her throat.

   But Two also seemed to the most obsessed with her breasts.

   Sometime after they had eaten lunch he had discovered the milky side to
Sarah as her breasts by that time were full and eager to be emptied.  Mid
suck, Two had found sweet milk squirting into the back of his mouth and was
delighted.  Of course by then he had drink quite a lot of beer and was soon
to be sick.  So a good deal of the expressing of Sarah's milk that
afternoon was done by Two starting a game of smashing his hands together
and clapping one or other breast so that milk jetted out in a spray.  This
he found amazingly funny and did it again and again.

   And that seemed to start a run of activities, larger painful to Sarah,
which centred on enjoying her breasts.  She was made to do jumping jacks in
front of them just so the boys could laugh at the way her flesh mounds flew
and banged against each other.  And the increasingly drunken boys played
with seeing how much of a breast they could put into their mouth, starting
from a nipple.  They stretched and pulled the nipples, checked to see if
they could be made to reach up to Sarah's mouth.  They wanted to tie them
up at the base to make them balloon out but no one had any string so that
would have to wait for the moment.  They even discussed half seriously what
would happen if they put a rope round her breast and suspended Sarah from a
tree.  Would her weight pull her breasts off?  Luckily for Sarah there was
no rope and it was unlikely the boys would remember that one the next day.

   So they settled instead on slapping her breasts as Sarah tried her
hardest to remain still, standing in front of them with her hands behind
her neck.  Even Roberto joined in and something in Sarah was sad that her
young Master was ready to hurt her.  But the gang was almost out of control
by now and she knew that she had to endure and take whatever they wanted to
do to her.

   As they headed back to the main house at the end of the afternoon they
decided that they had played enough with Sarah and would now move onto
computer gaming.  But as they had not quite reached their target they
agreed to set an alarm for 5 in the morning.  They could then have their
next round with Sarah, which would put them on six and just leave the final
five to be fitted in the next day.

   And sure enough Sarah's night as she slept alone on her single bed in
her space next to Roberto's room was duly ended by the three boys taking
their next turn.  She gave them what they wanted and went back to sleep. 
And each boy had been twice round her circuit.

   The next day was easier on Sarah because there was less excitement.  The
boys seemed a little hung over from their beer and although they completed
their target for the day and fucked Sarah each another five times maybe
there was less interest because they had seen it all the day before.  But
their hormones kept pumping and so did their sperm.

   Two did remember his idea of tying string round the base of her breasts
and tied the string tightly.  Sarah spent almost half the day with her
balloons under pressure in front of her, increasingly uncomfortable as the
trapped blood made the breasts darken and her day's milk found nowhere to
go.

   And she was very glad when the attempt to throw darts into these
balloons was abandoned after a few throws, because Sarah feared that a dart
would end somewhere like her eye.  She could hear One suggesting that he
bring his air rifle next time to see how that went - and that didn't sound
good.

   Computer games or internet searches for porn photos and videos
distracted them and Sarah would find that just after they had clipped
clothes pegs to bite into her nipple stalks they would crowd round the
computer to look at some exciting video and pay no attention to how long
she had to stand there suffering.  Sooner or later though someone would
half notice and take the things off, causing a hugely painful rush of blood
back into the battered nips.

   Fisting out her cunt also seemed to have carried over from the previous
day partly because One had searched for more examples on the internet and
that had sparked them off again.  The boys were using some of Roberto's
shampoo from his bathroom as the lubricant and Sarah wasn't as sure how
that would be inside her the next morning.  But they found that fisting
went better when she was on her hands and knees than on her back, so a good
deal of time was spent like that.  All three boys were going to end the
weekend very experienced in the feel of her inner channels.

   But Sarah survived.  The friends left happily so it seemed likely that
they would be back soon to enjoy playing with her again.  Sarah was unsure
how it would be between herself and Roberto after they had gone but that
same evening she felt Roberto reconnected with her and that made her feel
safe.  As long as she could please her young Master everything would be
alright.

   They even managed to achieve position 4 from Roberto's list even though
he had already come five times in the day.  They were making progress and
then Roberto would go back with her and record them all on camera for his
internet site.

   He was still a little exhausted sexually the next morning when the alarm
went and it took longer for Sarah's attentive mouth to bring him off before
he wandered away into the bathroom and then to school.  Sarah went through
her own morning routine to clean herself, Roberto's room and then went for
her breakfast.  All of the house servants were back and Sarah was told to
spend the day helping Carmen.

   It turned out to be a day in which Sarah saw both sides of Carmen's
complicated nature.  For most of the morning Carmen was cold and hostile to
Sarah as they worked together cleaning the house.  But in an effort to
reach out to Carmen Sarah risked gently asking about her father, the
Master, in one of their breaks.  And then the dark girl opened up to her a
bit more.

   Carmen explained to Sarah that she never knew where she stood with her
father.  Both of them took for granted that she was his daughter but he
never acknowledged her or saw her as anything but his own creation with a
servant.  She never counted and felt that she never wood.  But she did not
believe that the Master would ever let her leave except to some painful
end. Carmen began to cry as she confided in Sarah that her father still
took her into his bed for sex twice a year, on his birthday and on her
birthday.  But otherwise never touched her.

   Perhaps because of her support in this sharing of confidence that
afternoon was the first time that Sarah gave oral sex to a woman.  Carmen
seized her almost without warning, kissed her deeply and pulled Sarah to
her knees in front of her before raising her skirts and pushing Sarah's
mouth towards his slit.

   By now Sarah had no inhibitions in applying her experience giving oral
relief to men to the woman in front of her.  It was a little disturbing the
first time and the smells were certainly very different but she felt warm
towards her and extended her tongue.

   But a little later Sarah felt that Carmen had withdrawn emotionally from
her again, so she was not sure how things would go from now on.

   That evening Roberto was excited to show her some of the picnic photos
that had been posted to his Facebook page and encouraged Sarah to read the
comments that his friends had posted.  It looked as if she was going to be
famous and in demand if Roberto gave them permission.  She could tell that
this helped Roberto's standing in the school and was glad.  She even
watched the video that the boys had taken of her masturbating herself to a
climax.  The video as posted was a mixture of images taken by the three of
them, edited together by Two who apparently knew how to do that sort of
thing.  Sarah blushed to see her private life so exposed to the world. 
What would people think of her?

   The Master had returned from his trip so part of the evening Roberto
spent with him and Sarah felt sure that if his father asked about his Toy,
Roberto's reply would be that he was highly pleased with his present.

   They managed to tick one more position off Roberto's target list before
falling asleep and then the day rolled round to her next day to be spent
with Luis in the garden.

   Luis was the handyman who made repairs around the house when needed.  He
was practical and worked with many different tools.  So maybe it is not
surprising that his attitude to having access to Sarah involved tools,
models and practical projects.

   After pushing Sarah down onto her knees in his greenhouse to receive his
usual morning offering of oral relief, Luis set about the things that he
had obviously planned for her next visit.

   One of Luis' hobbies was model making, using casts of latex and he had
decided to take a cast of the inside of Sarah's snatch.  To get that he had
to fix Sarah upside down and he had therefore worked on a way of using
ropes, ties and pulleys to fix her firmly in place in his greenhouse, legs
in the air.

   Once she had been tied upside down Luis turned on is radio as background
music while he busied himself preparing the casting.  With her head near
the ground Sarah could not see what he was up to as he bent over her snatch
and had no idea, of course, of what he planned.  But for Luis the first
step was to build a perimeter for the mould which he did with modelling
clay, as a two inch high wall circling round her outer lips.

   Once the boundary had been created Luis checked that the ropes tying
Sarah in place were as tight as possible and her position opened her
central hole as much as possible.  All was well so he mixed up his mixture
and poured in the latex, filling her insides right up and then more until
the liquid latex covered everything in side of the boundary right up to the
top of his edge wall.

   Luckily for the tightly bound girl, the latex set very quickly.  The
heat generated deep inside her made Sarah want to squirm but when she tried
to move she quickly found it impossible and had to close her eyes and
endure the pain.  But less than five minutes later the latex was firmly set
and Luis triumphantly pulled out from her a stalactite in rubber that
modeled her completed insides.  The gardener placed his trophy proudly on a
shelf in the greenhouse and Sarah expected that she would now be free.

   But Luis' strange mind had obviously been overloaded with ideas for what
he could do with the blonde American girl so wonderfully offered to him. 
With Sarah still tied and fixed rigidly with her waist in the air and her
legs roped wide open, Luis brought out two eggs which he calmly cracked by
tapping them against her pubic bone and let the contents pour into her open
vagina.  Using a short piece of bamboo Luis made sure that the yolks had
broken and stirred deep inside her so that Sarah could feel the liquid egg
sloshing inside her down near her womb.

   That was strange enough for the helpless girl but the next part of Luis'
plan really freaked her out.  Because he produced a white tub which turned
out to be full of the fat little yellow maggots that were eaten as a
delicacy in Luis' home village.  Smiling the gardener bent down to held one
of the fat wriggling things in front of her face to show her and then
pushed two or three into her mouth making chewing motions.  "Good.  Good"
he assured her encouraging her to try.

   And seconds after Sarah had registered the shock of wriggling maggots in
her mouth the gardener stood again and happily tipped the tub over her
snatch so that the remaining maggots slipped or were pushed down into her
hole towards their waiting egg meal.  Luis patted the top of her cunt in
satisfaction and went away to do some gardening.  Sarah was left to scream
helplessly as she imagined crowds of fat yellow maggots moving and
wriggling inside her privates.  But once again all she could do was to
endure.

   Part of her mind was panicking over what Roberto would say if he found a
maggot or two still inside her that evening but she hoped that the boy
would take it out on Luis and not on her.

   It turned out that wasn't a problem because in the middle of the
afternoon, long after Sarah's muscles had begun to ache really badly from
their tensed positions, Luis returned and cleaned her insides out again. 
He did that neatly by partly releasing her legs, not her hands, flipping
her into a new position and pushing his hose pipe into her.  Turning on the
water tap made a powerful hammering of water jetting into her tubes.  The
water could go nowhere but out from her cunt once it was full and that also
managed to wash away the remains of egg mixture and maggots.  Once the
gardener was sure that she had been fully hosed out, he pulled the end out
from her and spent a few minutes directing the jet straight at her exposed
little clit and enjoying the way it made Sarah thrash and jump - somewhere
in the space between pain and pleasure.

   Certainly there was nothing for Roberto to notice in the evening and
that made Sarah relieved.  He never asked her what she had done during the
day while he had been at school, but she assumed that if he found her in
the evening covered in any marks or bruises that might be different.  But
so far neither Carmen nor Luis had left any tell tale signs on her.

   That evening Roberto reached a full 69 position as he worked his way
through the top twenty list and that turned out to be an important moment
for Sarah in her relationship with her young Master.  They had gone into
action with Roberto on top, Sarah underneath.  But it had gone so well,
their movements beginning to respond and react to each other, that they had
rolled without breaking contact so that part of the time had been on their
sides facing into each other and then they ended with Sarah on top.

   Sarah knew that it had been different.  For the first time they had made
love with each other and to each other.  Before that she had just been
helping him to learn how to fuck her.  This had been between them at a much
warmer, real way and she was sure that Roberto had felt it too.  She took
the risk of kissing him with some passion, although she did not risk saying
anything further.

   Very occasionally Sarah was allowed to spend a day helping the Senora in
her kitchen but that was rare.  Otherwise her days continued to be
alternated between Carmen and Luis.  Days with Carmen were easier for Sarah
even though she could be unpredictable.  Sometimes Sarah felt that she was
working with a spitting cat.  And other days Carmen was warm and demanding
as if they were old lovers.

   Her days with Luis were strange, as they seemed to depend on whatever
the gardener had thought up for her this time.  She spent one entire day in
the middle of a planted field tied to a wooden frame as a naked scarecrow.
Plenty of black birds still visited the field around her so she felt that
she hadn't been a particularly effective scarecrow.  And she got drenched
when rain came down on her.

   But at her next visit he introduced a solution to her milk production.
Soon after he had received his usual morning release into her warm mouth
Sarah found that he had tied her hands again behind her back.  Luis took
her to where there was a wire chicken run - about ten feet long but square
and low across - and he pushed Sarah in.

   For a moment Sarah panicked that the plan for today was to have her
pecked at by hens in the run but Luis returned with a box and when opened
produced five small piglets.  Pink and almost blind they were quite cute
really, Sarah thought, and in they came to her run to spend the morning
with her.  And very soon the smell of her milk brought two of the porkers
to suckle at her breasts while those who had missed out struggled to push
through for their turn.

   And after the first moment holding her breath Sarah found that it was
actually very soothing to feel her milk flow out into their greedy little
snouts.

   Every since she had been engineered to be chemically pregnant (even
though she wasn't really) her breast milk had been ready waiting for her
baby to arrive.  And when Joker had begun to feed from her it triggered a
message that her baby was here and her breasts produced more milk.  No one
was now regularly releasing that flow - Roberto occasionally, Carmen from
time to time - but she truly could do with a babe at her breast to ease the
pressure.  And she found that the piglets were fine and relaxed into giving
herself to them.

   That feeding experiment went so well that Luis did not even both to tie
her arms behind her back the next three times the piglets came.  Sarah
simply crawled into the hen run, lay down and waited for the excited pink
snouts to run towards her milk.  When they grew too large to be brought
easily to her Luis tried her on feeding an orphaned lamb and that too was
nursed at Sarah's generous breasts.  She was nearly a mother now.

   Sometime after Roberto had reached the end of the top twenty ways to
fuck and was beginning to work his way back through them again, one a
night, taking them more slowly now as they were videoed and posted to his
one internet site another line was crossed.

   The piglets and the lamb that Luis had brought to feed from her all came
from a local farm where Luis was courting the daughter of the family.  It
was unusual for Sarah to see Luis speaking to Roberto but one Saturday
morning when she was being used again by his visiting friends that she
called One and Two, she noticed them together and felt that some plan was
being hatched and that it would involve her of course.

   At the time she was distracted because both One and Two had spent
themselves into her cunt and now while One grasped her hands, Two was idly
pushing worms into the jism that they had left inside her.  She barely
noticed when Roberto discussed something with his two friends out of her
hearing, which made them chortle and laugh out loud as they looked at her.

   Things came to a head that evening when Sarah found herself right back
in a familiar situation.  She was in a barn with the three boys now her
eager audience, all of three feet away from her to get a close up view. 
Luis had done the tying and she was on her back helpless to protect herself
from anything or anyone.  And the first animal that Luis brought in to meet
her was a large scruffy male goat.

   Compared to the dogs that Sarah had travelled with and grown used to
over that month, the goat did not seem experienced or even very
intelligent. It was certainly drawn immediately to Sarah's offered groin
area and the boys were excited to see the goat's long tongue slurp into
action.  But for a while it looked as if the goat was more interested in
eating her - literally - than in fucking her.

   Hormones eventually had their way in its brain and after a while it duly
stepped up over Sarah's prone body to aim its manhood.  After a couple of
stabs that missed, Luis stepped round and guided the goat in.  And then
things all came naturally and its strange yellow eyes seemed to light up
with the pleasure of this unexpected opportunity.  Sarah gasped as the goat
pounded at her entrance forcing himself as far into her as possible until
he lifted his head in celebration and shuddered, sending a full sac's worth
of goat cells into her welcoming warmth.

   There was no knot to accommodate this time so it was not long before the
goat had been persuaded to withdraw, to lick Sarah intimately for a final
time, and then led away.  Luis had also brought up the main ram from the
farm who spent his entire day tupping females in the field to create as
many lambs as possible.  He was almost a professional and did not seem to
hesitate when Sarah was offered to him.  Perhaps the goat cum smell helped
to trigger off the correct ideas.

   The ram performed strongly like an animal that has come so many times
already that day that this one last demand was a little too much, but he
would oblige anyway.  In Sarah's memories it reminded her of happy days
with Ringo and Joker and she squeezed encouragingly in response.  Soon
enough sheep fluid had joined in with goat fluid and Sarah's show was over.

   But the boys had of course videoed it all on their phones and within a
short time Sarah was internationally famous again.  All over the planet
people were enjoying watching her in action, being taken in the barn.

   The boys enthusiasm did lead to Roberto asking his father if he could
have a dog now and it didn't surprise Sarah to find that when the puppy
came it was very large and very male.  The dog was to sleep in her space
next to Roberto's room so she would have company at night.

   Sarah settled as best she could to enjoy her new life in her Master's
home.  And a little more than six months later she did become fertile again
and not long after that she fell pregnant by Roberto for the first time.

   In all she had two babies with Roberto, and they were both girls.  She
only saw each baby once before they were taken away so that wet nurses
could bring them up until they reached a point where their future could be
decided, according to their beauty and their temperament.  As far as she
knew Sarah never met them again.

   After three years as Roberto's Toy when he had reached fourteen, he
began to get bored with playing with her, no matter how hard she tried to
keep his interest she could see that he was becoming preoccupied with the
girls at his school who were his own age and simply had tired of her.

   She was lucky.  Roberto did not send her for medical spare parts or sell
her to an Amazon logging camp but gave her to Luis as a wedding present. 
Luis was marrying the local girl from the farm and would leave the house to
work there.  Very soon Luis and his new wife would own and run the farm on
their own as her parents were ready to retire.

   Luis had asked about having Sarah there and his wife had given her
permission - as long as she was always treated as part of the livestock,
living in the barns and fields and never entered the house.  Luis' wife did
not mind if the blonde girl was treated as part of the goat herd, lived
with the cattle or with the pigs.  They would see where she settled best.

   On the farm of course each year the cows were mated to produce fresh
calves to sell or to increase the herd.  And the mothers produced their
milk for their new calves and kept on producing their milk even after their
calves had been taken away because they were fed hormones and were taken to
the milking machines each evening.  Luis' wife suggested that Sarah should
be handled in the same way.  Made pregnant and then fed hormones to
maximize milk production and clipped into milking tubes each evening to
keep her flow going for the rest of the year.  And Luis was happy to agree
with his clever wife.

   He worked at producing a tethering set of ropes that hobbled Sarah in
such a way that she could not stand up any longer but had to spend her day
on her hands and knees.  And once he had tied the blonde girl into her new
ropes Luis left her in the yard, slapping her on the rump, and went in to
see what his new wife had prepared for their evening meal.