Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Daddy Walker
Title: Eye Candy
Keywords: FF Fg Mg ws nc rape tort scat anal snuff

   -------------------------------------------------

   This is the unformatted version of a text which can be found
web-formatted at: www.asstr.org/files/Authors/daddywalker/www/

   --------

   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
from 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 ordered Camilla succinctly.

   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 fascinated
ecstasy.  You heard choking, wet noises from the girl's draining throat.

   Ellie realized she actually felt the dying mouth licking for several
seconds after 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 now!  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.

   dirtywalker@gmail.com

   --------------------

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