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

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Eye Candy


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Camilla looked back with silent shock and fear.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- "I'm jealous of men...", she said, "All day, I meet men who
just take any pleasure they want. And their women stand up for
them - help them. I envy the way some men can make their own
pleasure matter more than anything to their woman - more than her
own children!"

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

- "Would you... like that?", she replied with an uncomfortable
look at the floor. "Would you want a woman to give you pleasure?"

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

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

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

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

She felt the kissing lips, softer than anything she had ever
experienced. She moaned. Then she looked down and saw Camilla's
mouth opening up in servitude, pressing into the wet, pink cunt
flesh. You could feel the tip of the tongue - first pressing
gently deep down into the hole, then sliding up through the
soaked crack to lap up overflowing juices.

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

By now, Ellie was heading for a fast orgasm, and she knew it. She
looked down between her legs and found Camilla's eyes. All you
could see was those perfect eyes that stared back obediently,
eager to please.

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

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

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

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

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

---

They repeated their date the following evening.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ellie experienced a mixture of emotions as she held the
trembling, snivelling body in her arms. She was filled with
compassion and affection for this helpless woman. At the same
time, Ellie noticed how wet her cunt was. Their breasts touched,
so soft. This woman might be about to put her life into Ellie's
hands, and that was extremely exciting...

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

Ellie decided it was time to lead them in through the door.
Inside, she moved her mouth toward Camilla's. Their lips touched
and opened. Their tongues entwined. Their breasts flattened
against each other in a way that caused ripples of pleasure all
the way down through Ellie's crotch.

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

Ellie fumbled with her fingers until she had pulled Camilla's top
over the breasts. Ellie's own top soon followed, and for a moment
there was nothing but naked breasts and hands in their world.

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

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

There were fingers everywhere, sliding over tits, through hair,
through ass cracks and cunt slits. Nipples and necks were coated
with saliva. The cunts painted every thigh with trickling juices.
The couple was tumbling around in the sofa, kissing in complete
abandon as their pleasure built toward simultaneous climaxes.

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

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

---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She gave Ellie a powerless, begging look.

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

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

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

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

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

- "You don't have anything to worry about...", Ellie said, "I'll
never tell your secrets to anyone... We were made for each other.
I promise."

Camilla followed the lead of the firm hands and started eating
Ellie's cunt, with some insecurity, initially.

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

Ellie moaned in pleasure too.

- "Yeaahh, Camilla...", she gasped. "You make me feel so good...
You raped your girl, didn't you? You were such a good little
wife... And now you deserve punishment. And I deserve this..."

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

She could have stayed, but instead she chose to leave with the
box of films, leaving Camilla no doubt that she was now a
prisoner.

---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Camilla only answered by kissing Ellie's neck.

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

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

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

Ellie looked over at Camilla.

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

She had butterflies in her stomach, and her heart was beating
with an unexpected desire for brutality. She knew what evil was,
but she truly didn't feel evil now. This creature was an
unsalvageable wreck. What happened at this point most made Ellie
think of having an exotic fruit dropped into her lap. It was up
to her to try a taste or simply let it go to waste... Also,
thinking about the girl in terms of a fruit made Ellie
surprisingly wet.

Camilla nodded almost imperceptibly at her daughter. Both
mother's and daughter's faces were frozen in careful
subordination. This was familiar territory for them.

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

Ellie tugged the slender arm slightly without waiting. The girl
was so thin and light. She would have had no resistance to put
up even if she'd wanted to. But she stepped voluntarily all the
way up to Ellie's face.

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

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

It was rare to have such control over a situation. At the same
time, she experienced an aggressive instinct to push the limits
of her power, to make it absolutely clear who was in charge here.

She let her hand slide up the dress, caressing the young skin
beneath. Eventually she reached the girl's breasts. The nipples
were small, but Ellie started fondling them anyway. She leaned up
and placed a wet, warm kiss on the flat, pre-pubescent tit. Her
own breast pressed into the child body. It felt good. It was
forbidden, but now it was allowed for only her. She felt as if
she deserved it. What made her more horny than anything was the
knowledge that she would get away with whatever she chose to do
now...

She slid a hand down the hem of the dress, working her fingers in
under the cloth, gently pulling it up to reveal the naked, young
thigh.

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

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

- "Yeahhh...", she moaned, choosing to lick the girl-breasts
wetly through the cloth again. "You're so beautiful."

She kept sliding her finger down the slit, moving around, feeling
it all, until she reached the warm, inviting entrance into the
tight child sex. She knew if she did what she was about to, she
would definitely be a rapist. But there was something about this
girl. She was simply built to be raped.

Ellie made the girl open her legs. Then, Ellie carefully began
working a finger up the ungrown cunt hole. It wasn't dry, but it
wasn't completely prepared, either. It was the most unusual,
perfect embrace Ellie had ever felt.

- "Ohhhhh, you felt good when he fucked you, didn't you?", she
gasped, looking up into the girl's allowing eyes.

She pulled her finger out and put it to her lips, kissing it, as
the dress dropped down again. Things had gone far enough for now.
She let Amy go.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She started screaming, from raw pleasure and pure satisfaction,
as she came and came again.

Afterward, they sent Amy up to her room while they rested naked
on the couch.

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

Camilla only answered in a kiss, which grew into another long,
moaning fingering session.

---

Hot summer days passed with the women fucking each other.

On one of Ellie's off-shift days, Camilla and Amy were standing
on her door step, knocking on the door.

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

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

The girl shook her head.

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

Again, Amy stayed silent. Ellie parted her own lips, licking
them, gasping. Then, she walked up to caress the obliging girl's
flat stomach and chest. The very moment the door had closed
around them, it had become obvious that the woman was geared up
for something out of the ordinary.

- "You know my job is really difficult, Amy.", Ellie panted
quietly. "It frustrates you to try to help people who won't be
helped... Like, yesterday, I met a young girl, just a few years
older than you. She let a complete bastard fuck her over for
drugs. We try to help her, but she still wants to come back to
him, giving him everything he wants..."

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

- "You used to give your daddy everything, Amy...", Ellie
panted. "It must have felt so good for him, to know he could
come home to such an understanding, beautiful girl..."

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

- "I'm very angry at that girl I met yesterday, Amy...", Ellie
said quietly. "I'm very fortunate that I know a girl just like
her. A girl who can give me something I want..."

The adult lips started moving towards the child's. The woman
opened her mouth, and the child obediently did the same. Ellie
felt her cunt flood from deep up inside as their tongues
touched.

When the dominating lesbian pedophile kiss was over, Ellie
moved the girl's head to her own longing, big tits, allowing
the young mouth suck her while she sighed in relaxation.
Eventually, Ellie grabbed Amy's shoulder, pushing the girl
sternly down on her knees. Ellie spread her legs and stepped in
above Amy's face.

- "Eat my cunt, Amy!", the grown woman ordered. "I'm so fucking
angry this morning. I need a little fuck-mouth..."

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

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

She stayed still for almost a minute, looking down, enjoying the
delicate lapping.

Then, she pushed the child away and reached for a table where she
had put her baton and a pair of handcuffs. She grabbed the cuffs.

- "Take your dress off!", she ordered with a voice trembling from
expectation.

Amy obeyed cautiously, revealing herself completely.

- "Turn around...", Ellie said, her eyes very fascinated by the
unclothed child body. "Hands against the wall! We're going to
play work ... you know, cops and robbers... And this time...
Uuhhh... It's going to be a perfect arrest..."

She pushed the 12-year-old forcefully up against the wall and
brutally spread her legs. Then, Ellie ferociously patted up and
down the smooth, naked body while pretending to search her
victim. The police woman was clearly working herself up. She
spent a lot of time pinching and squeezing the flat child chest,
before she moved her hands down to the bald crotch, prying both
cunt lips and asscheeks apart.

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

Ellie first cuffed her helpless prisoner behind the back and
dragged her out into the middle of the room, making her kneel
down with her face to a rug. Ellie then reached behind to the
completely exposed child cunt and pressed a finger deep inside
the tight hole, using her free hand in her own cunt, starting to
make quiet, sloppy, wet noises as she masturbated herself.

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

Amy whimpered but stayed on her fours, still offering herself
obediently. Ellie spread the asscheeks as wide as she could,
inspecting the impossibly small, clenched-up little anus. Then she
put a fingernail against it, followed by another one. She started
pressing, making the wrinkled hole push in under more and more
force.

Amy cried out, and then her asshole opened up and was penetrated
while Ellie shouted in hornied frenzy. The older woman spent a few
delirious seconds jabbing her fingers in and out through the
stretching sphincter.

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

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

She smelled the fingers, and then she put them in her mouth and
sucked them joyfully, tasting child ass.

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

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

- "Please...", Amy whispered in a frightened plea for mercy.

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

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

Of course, Amy cried tears of submissive stillness on the floor.
Ellie raised the stick in the air, and then, with juices coating
her inside thighs, she brought the weapon down on the side of
Amy's back, hard enough to make a loud impact. Amy lost her
breath from the pain, but Ellie simply sat down next to her
prisoner and forced her on her knees again.

Now Ellie traced the stick through the asscrack, watching the
cheeks separate around the hard material. Finally, she moved
the shaft all the way to the exposed girl-cunt, and she slowly
pried the tip in between the hairless child crotch lips.

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

Amy kept snivelling, but she didn't move, and you could tell she
was making an effort. Ellie brutally rammed the end of the stick
into the cunt, and the girl howled out in pain.

Of course, the stick was too thick - at least an inch across -
and Ellie had to start working more forcefully, twisting,
turning, and pushing. She only paused to masturbate or to caress
the child slit. After a while, the undeveloped cunt had
swallowed a whole two or three inches of the tip.

Ellie proceeded to finger the girl's asshole again. This time,
the grown woman quickly worked a finger in, and then another
one opened the hole up wider, to poorly restrained child
whimpers.

At the third finger, Ellie started tugging the baton out from
the vice-tight grip of the swelling, abused cunt. Eventually,
she could free the last of the tip with a yank, and she quickly
turned the shaft around, moved the other end to the ass, and
pressed hard into the sphincter.

In a swift movement she pulled her fingers away and used all
her force on the baton. The edges of the sphincter seemed to
almost roll down the smooth, black tool-shaft, the way a condom
would have. The girl screamed straight out in uncontrollable
agony, but Ellie simply gasped in fascination, and she pushed
and kept pushing the rigid object in.

The time had come to scoot around and bring her lap up to Amy's
head. The grown woman sat on her ass and spread her legs around
different sides of the little head before pushing her hairy cunt
forward, forcing the girl's face up in what seemed to be a very
uncomfortable angle.

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

Ever obedient, Amy managed to open her lips and find the juicy
cunt slit with her tongue. The baton was sticking straight out
of the ass, into the air. Ellie could reach out, holding the
stick by its root, and it turned out to be a perfect steering
rod to pull Amy even closer.

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

She kept yanking the stick, more and more violently, in obvious
intent to cause discomfort while also fucking herself with the
child mouth. The adult woman cried out in enjoyment as her
climax began.

After the first wave of pleasure, her frenzy seemed to have
become even stronger.

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

With that, the grunting and shouting woman managed to put the
little head in a leglock between her thighs, and she started
pissing with force straight into the girl's face. The stream
was spread everywhere by furiously rubbing fingers, working the
spurting cunt to a new orgasm. Finally, Ellie screamed her
most intense climax straight out with all the power of her lungs
while a puddle of her urine spread all around them.

When she was finished, Ellie relaxed, allowing the dripping
child head to rest on her cunt.

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

After a moment of quiet thinking, Amy whispered back.

- "I love you!"

---

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

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

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

Another time, she walked straight to the sofa, pulled her pants
and soaking panties down, and had everyone lie down so mother
could eat cop cunt while daughter licked the asshole of the law.
There was something very delicate about a little girl's tongue
lapping your anal orifice while you came into Mommy's mouth...

In the mornings, Ellie and Camilla would have Amy eat them both
out in Camilla's cheap, worn-out bed. They would play with the
girl's undeveloped body, kissing her deeply, fingering her cunt
and anus - and the way she kept allowing it, acting as a
plaything without will, gave it all a surreal air of animalistic
excitement.

Sometimes, Ellie would urge on fantasies about getting rid of the
child, setting themselves free in the future they both wanted. As
a result they would start treating Amy more and more as an
object, slapping her face and breasts, forcing her to live on
leftovers and cunt juice alone. She was becoming a simple abuse
toy to thrill their cunts.

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

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

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

- "Open your mouth!", she said. "I've been saving it all
morning..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Camilla started lapping in the heavenly way only a perfect
pleasure slave could.

---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Before getting up, both women soaked the mattress - the girl's
only place to rest - in piss, kissing each other ravenously,
getting ready for their first true evening alone.

---

The two women's relationship reached a new level of intensity in
this freedom.

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

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

---

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

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

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

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

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

- "Yes. Your mother and I want to make this easy, Amy...", Ellie
said sadistically. "We do it because we love each other. And I
think your mother needs to hear you say that you love her too...
Can you say that, Amy?"

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

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

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

- "Yeahhh, baby...", Camilla panted. "That feels real nice..."

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

Camilla obeyed and started caressing her way down her daughter's
body.

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

- "Ooohhh, I'm so hot...", Ellie moaned. "I want to start!"

- "As soon as you want...", Camilla moaned affirmingly between
kisses. "You know I'll do anything for you..."

One by one they made Amy kiss them, deeply, filling their mouths
with her tongue.

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

- "It's time...", she said, grinning with excitement.

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

- "Do it!", Ellie ordered. "It feels good all the way down in
your cunt, I promise! Hit her!!"

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

The two women resumed their kissing above the writhing body.

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

Ellie's fingers were moving in circles in Camilla's crotch, and
Camilla was pressing back ecstatically.

- "Yeesss... Oohh... I love it for you!", she gasped. "I just
want you to be happy..."

At around that point, Ellie grabbed Camilla's head and held it
still. A few quiet seconds passed as they looked deep into each
other's eyes, and then Ellie looked down at the suffering body
beneath.

- "You both have beautiful eyes...", she pointed out. "I think
it's time I show hers a little extra appreciation. It won't
matter what I do soon, anyway..."

Camilla simply smiled in quiet agreement.

The two women knelt down.

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

Amy tried her best in faithful reflex to open her eyes, looking
up through thin slits. She seemed barely conscious. Ellie
caressed the smooth body up to the half-closed left eye, and
she opened it wide with her fingers.

She was on her knees, and she pushed her ass up backward.

- "Lick me!", she ordered the mother.

Camilla moved behind her lover's perfect asscheeks, spreading
them, bowing down to kiss the soaking cunt slit and trace
her tongue all the way from the throbbing clit to the waiting
anus and back again. Ellie moaned and bowed down.

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

- "Mmmhhh, fuuuck...", Ellie moaned, sucking the eyelid in
between her lips. . "This is the sexiest thing I've ever
done!!"

She pushed her ass back harder toward a lapping tongue while
she closed her entire mouth over the eye, pressing her tongue
down, licking all over the white ball.

She repeated the procedure with the other eye, kissing
sloppily, even sucking on it. She moaned and moved her
salivating mouth between the two glossy, slick spheres, all
the time rocking herself back at the encouraging mouth between
her asscheeks.

Then, she paused for breath and looked down.

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

Ellie moved until she sat up above the little head on the
floor. She squatted and brought her glistening, juice-thick
cunt crack within inches of the beautiful young face. The
girl's eyes were closed in shock. 

- "Hold them open!", Ellie said to Camilla. "I want her to see
this..."

Camilla reached up to hold Amy's eyelids open while Ellie looked
down between her own legs.

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

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

Then she brought a fingernail to a retina and scratched gently,
moaning, masturbating.

She pressed her fingertip into the eye. The orb bulged in, but
it didn't break. You could hear the sounds of increasingly thick
wetness from her own furious rubbing of her cunt. With a sudden
howl of ecstasy, the excited woman moved around, leaning down,
covering the eye with her mouth again.

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

Camilla was rubbing one of Ellie's nipples in servitude. The
half-blinded child was crying desperately beneath them.

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

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

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

She kept the last eye in her mouth, and she used her fingers to
trace the other one down over her breasts, against her skin,
around and around, and then down to her cunt. She slid the
liquid-filled ball through her cunt slit, across her clit. With
a moan of pleasure, she opened her mouth, displaying the other
large orb inside. Then she reached out for Camilla, who
obediently leaned forward. The two women kissed deeply and
excitedly with an eye rolling between their mouths, while the
child still groaned in shock and horror beneath them.

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

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

- "I have to do it now!", she moaned with urgency. "Let's get her
to the mattress right now!"

They dragged the child across the scraping floor. Ellie lay down
on her back and spread her legs, registering the constant
moisture of the mattress — the same mattress she had taken a shit
on as late as this morning.

She slid an eye through her fuck slit, and very gently she
pressed the white object inside her cunt. After pushing an entire
finger's length in, she lifted her legs into the air, so she
could access her asshole easier, and she started massaging the
last eyeball into the wrinkles.

The horny asshole opened up and swallowed the eye.

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

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

She panted louder and louder in ecstasy, still managing to hold
her final release back, and she fumbled around for the knife they
had brought. When she found the weapon by her side, she gave it
to Camilla. The women's hands both clasped, lovingly, around the
handle. Camilla was holding it properly, her hand guided by
Ellie, who had to raise her legs to reach in below her ass to
Amy's throat.

Camilla leaned down so she and Ellie could kiss in frantic
excitement.

- "Aaahhhh.... I've waited so long for this...",  Ellie panted
into the other woman's lips. "Kill your girl! Slaughter her for
me! Do it now!! Slaughter her like a pig!! Cut as hard as you
can!!"

She tugged gently, impatiently, at Camilla's hand. Their eyes
stayed locked, lost in the beauty of a special moment.

When it happened, it seemed unnaturally easy and simple. Camilla
let out an insecure whimper just as she made herself start the
motion, but then both their hands made the knife carve through
the soft throat. The cut deepened, and the women's hands were
drowned in blood as Ellie steered the knife in a sawing motion,
back and forth, from ear to ear.

Ellie stayed on her back while shouting straight out in ecstasy.
You heard choking, wet noises from the girl's draining throat.

Ellie realized she actually felt the dying mouth licking for
several seconds all the cuts were completed. It was so unexpected
and thrilling to have your cunt eaten by an almost severed
head... Finally, she wrapped her thighs tightly around the skull,
pressed her cunt into the dying face, and came, screaming
straight out in ultimate, murderous ecstasy.

- "Yes! Yeess!! Die, you cunt!!", her cries echoed through the
room. "I'm coming so hard! Die for me, you fucking cunt!! I love
this!!"

Before the throes of pleasure were even past their peak, she
pulled Camilla down and also fingered the overwhelmed mother to a
surrendering orgasm.

They rolled around, kissing more and more violently, holding each
other, crying tears of rapture and freedom, with their legs still
wrapped around the girl's now dead body.

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

She stood up for just a moment, to stomp on the white ball,
crushing it, and she returned for more fucking.

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First published 2011 and since free for use under the CC0 licence
http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/