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 Robert's Legacy (part 2) Robert 9_1 (Hansel and Gretel's Home Life)

   Susan and Danny thought their bondage and abuse was over when Robert and
Linda let them go free.  However, they quickly find there is more than one
kind of bondage and oh so many types of abuse in this world.  While I wrote
this story to stand alone, you will probably enjoy it more if you read
"Robert's Hansel and Gretel" (Robert7_1.txt) first.

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   By The Devil's Advocate

   14.

   Susan's face lit up six days later when she seen Danny walk in the door.
She had been on the verge of going insane at the thought of Danny never
coming back home.  The only thing worse than having him at home where she
could witness his abuse was if she had to go the rest of her life without
ever seeing him again.  Yet, still know he was out there somewhere being
abused.

   Susan wasn't sure she could go on living if that were to happen. 
Especially if life continued like the prior 7 days.

   Her mind barely survived that first night with that horrible fat man. 
He ended up fucking her two more times before he left.  Despite the pain
from his huge dick, Susan felt she was lucky that he actually left her
there.  She thought for sure he would take her with him.

   When her father got home from work that night, Susan found out that luck
had nothing to do with it.  The fat guy left her tied up differently and it
was clear she had been brutally fucked.  Yet, her father didn't even say
anything when he came in.  He acted like nothing was out of the ordinary.
This told her that he had arranged the whole thing.

   Despite this knowledge, Susan still got that strong sense of security
with him near.  The feeling wasn't as strong, but it was still enough that
she found herself sneaking back into his room that night.

   However, the feeling wasn't strong enough this time to get her to sneak
into his bed.  Instead she curled up on the floor next to the bed.  That is
until her father ordered her into it.  Susan cried as she obeyed.

   The tears were more than just disgust for what she knew her father was
going to do to her.  She mainly cried because she actually felt even more
secure as his warm flesh touched hers.  Even his humiliating kisses made
her feel safer.  She still couldn't believe she could be so weak.

   As bad as this day was, the following one was ten times worse.  This
time when her father went to work he didn't tie her up.  Instead, he told
her she could come to work with him if she wanted.

   At first Susan said, "no".  There was no way she was going to go to the
porn theater/store with her father.  However, when she seen him gathering
his keys and heading toward the door, she not only agreed to go but even
begged.

   Taking Susan to the porn store was a stupid risk.  However, Dan spent
the entire prior night thinking of how hot it would be to have his little
girl with him at the porn theater/store.  He also spent that time thinking
of ways he could pull it off.

   As it turned out, it wasn't as hard as he thought it was going to be. 
The bulk of the store was a large theater.  His fantasy was to shove his
daughter naked into the theater and let the guys pass her around for a few
hours.  No amount of planning, however, made that fantasy a possibility. 
Well, not unless he closed the store and only allowed select customers in.
But even that would raise a ton of red flags and be too risky.

   So, Dan decided to go with his backup fantasy.  In addition to the
theater there was a row of 6 viewing booths.  People bought tokens at the
front counter and then could go into the private booths and watch from a
selection of movies that were constantly playing there.  Of course, most
people that used these booths snuck an additional person inside so they
could play together.  Dan could see the booths from the front counter, but
he always pretended not to notice.

   There were 2 booths, however, that seldom had more than one person in.
That was because there was a hole in the wall between the two booths.  This
hole was called a glory hole.  A person would get into each booth and one
person would stick their dick through the hole and the other person would
suck it.  On slow nights, even Dan would use this glory hole sometimes if
he got too horny from watching the video monitor that showed the porn
currently playing in the theater.  Of course, he was never the one that
sucked the dicks... that would be gay.

   Anyway, Dan drove Susan to work with him but had her wait in the car. 
Most of the customers only came in to use the theater, so it was only 15
minutes before Dan was alone in the main store area.  He rushed to the side
door near where he parked and motioned for Susan.

   The entire drive to the store Susan kept trying to will herself to ask
her father to stop and let her out.  However, she was even more scared of
being outside alone than she was being at home alone.

   She was absolutely scared to death as she waited alone in the car.  It
didn't dawn on her till then but this had been the first time she had been
alone outside since before her abduction.  She knew the DVD she seen the
other day had caused her recent fear.  However, she wondered if maybe deep
down she didn't already know the fear was hiding inside her.  Otherwise,
why would she have stayed inside all this time since her release?  She
hadn't even gone outside by herself to check the mailbox.

   Susan was relieved when she seen her father finally open the side door
and motion for her.  She looked around but no one could see her.  The
parking space was for employees only and was sectioned off from the rest of
the parking spaces with a kind of tall wooden fence.

   While she was relieved, Susan also had a lot of other conflicting
emotions as she hurried toward her father.  That precious feeling of
security was not without a price.  She knew something bad was going to
happen.  Hell, just going into a perverted porn store was bad enough.  But
she knew something much worse probably awaited her.

   Susan assumed her father planned to hide her in a main office.  And of
course he would probably come "visit" her several times during his shift.
If not a main office, the worst she could think of was that he would put
her under the customer counter where he would make her suck him off while
he worked.  She quickly discovered that their destination was neither of
these places.

   Dan hurried Susan about 20 feet inside the building until they reached
one of the booths that had a glory hole in it.  He pushed her inside and
then shut it behind him as he left.

   Susan didn't know what to make of the small room.  It felt kind of safe
since it was completely enclosed.  She even heard her father put a key in
the door and lock it from the outside.  She noticed that she could easily
unlock the door from the inside but that was the last thing she wanted to
do.  While the little room seemed secure, she still got an eerie feeling as
she listened to all of the porn playing in the background.

   Susan's heart skipped a beat when she heard someone entering the booth
next to hers.  She looked that direction and was horrified to see that
there was a large 5-inch round hole in the wall.

   Susan guessed that it was probably her father, however, she had no way
of knowing for sure.  So, she went to the wall and hid off to the side in
case they happened to look through the hole.

   She hid there holding her breath as she intently listened to what the
person might be doing in the booth.  It wasn't until this moment that she
started wondering exactly what the booths were for.  When she seen the
monitor and coin slot, she started to get a good idea.  It certainly would
explain the strong smell of sperm.

   Susan suddenly got a very bad feeling.  Sure enough, when she looked
down she seen the floor was covered with several pools of cum.  Some of the
pools looked like they were almost dried up while others looked pretty
fresh.  Susan guessed that men had been coming into the booth all day and
jacking off on the floor.  She prayed that her father hadn't put her in the
booth in order for her to lick the floor clean.

   "I just couldn't do something that disgusting," Susan thought to
herself.

   Even as she thought this she knew she would.  She knew that right now
she thought she could never do such a thing and that no one could ever make
her.  However, she also knew how her will broke down the second her father
told her to do things.  If he ordered her to lick the floor clean she
would. She would lick all the booths clean if that was what he wished.  She
especially knew she would obey if he threatened to send her back home
alone. God, she wished she knew what was wrong with herself?

   A few seconds after she heard the door open and close next to her, Susan
heard the distinct sound of a zipper.  She looked on in horror when a large
cock and balls came through the hole in the wall.

   She didn't need to do much math to figure out what the person wanted. 
At first she had no plans to comply.  However, as she looked at the cock
she realized that it was indeed her father's.  Or at least she was 90
percent sure it was.  It was the same size and shape and even the same
color and length of pubic hair.

   The person wasn't withdrawing their cock either, which told her they
were well aware she was in there.  There was one way to make sure.  The
skin on her father's dick was rather dark with the exception of one side
where there was a large lighter patch of skin.  Sure enough, when she bent
down to get a closer look she seen the patch of light skin.

   Reluctantly, Susan knelt down in front of the hole.  Susan was wearing a
short dress and the second her knees hit the floor she realized she had
just knelt in a pool of cum.  Her instinct was to jump back up, but it was
already too late.  So she stayed in place.  When she looked down she seen
that the pool was rather large and almost completely encircled the hole.

   Susan put the pool of cum out of her mind the best she could as she
focused on her father's dick in front of her.  She stared at it for a few
seconds and then slowly reached out her hand and started masturbating it.
She knew her father preferred her mouth to her hand so she opened wide and
started sucking on it.

   "You're such a slut," she heard her father whisper on the other side of
the wall.

   Susan felt totally humiliated by the comment.  Not because it was so
crude but because she knew he was right.  Only a slut would kneel in a pool
of cum and suck their father's dick while it hung through a hole in the
wall.  She knew a good girl would never do such a thing even if you put a
gun to their head.

   Her father must have been in a hurry because he finished in her mouth in
record time.  She swallowed his cum and kept on sucking until he pulled
away.  She held her breath again as he zipped up.  She was scared he might
ask her to lick the floor clean now.  He didn't though.  He just unlocked
his door and stepped out of the booth.  Susan was relieved when she then
heard him lock the other door from the outside.

   The first thing Susan did after that was get off her knees.  She looked
around but couldn't find anything to wipe her knees and shins off with. 
The best she could come up with was rubbing her knees against one of the
walls.  It got most of the thick stuff but still left a lot behind.

   After this she sat down in the chair... after making sure it was clean
of course.  Then, she waited.  There wasn't anything else to do but wait.
She was startled about 10 minutes later when the monitor in her cubicle
suddenly came on.  She hadn't even touched the controls for the monitor. 
She thought it might be on a timer, but then she took the time to read the
sign above the monitor.  It stated that for $5 she could pay the cashier to
review any DVD in the store.  This meant her father must have control over
the monitors from the front.

   Susan's suspicions were confirmed when the monitor went from just static
to showing an actual image.  It was the DVD of their captivity again!

   "God, no," Susan said to herself as the first scene started to play out.

   She was just starting to feel like she might be recovering from the last
time her father made her watch the DVD.  The fear had still been there but
she just knew it was quickly dissipating.  In a matter of days she probably
would have been back to normal.  Or at least what she now considered
normal.

   Thankfully, the monitor's audio was extremely low.  So, Susan quickly
shut her eyes and put her hands over her ears.  It didn't do any good
though.  She could still somehow hear it, despite the fact that she knew
her hands should have easily muffled it out.  She wasn't sure if her ears
were actually picking up the sound still or if her mind was putting the
sounds there since she knew the video was playing in front of her.

   Susan knew she shouldn't have tested the theory, but she just had to
know whether she was going insane or not.  She swallowed hard, opened her
eyes and then took her hands away from her ears.  Her eyes got wide with
panic when she realized the sound she had been hearing wasn't even close to
being in sync with what was actually coming from the monitor.  God, she was
going insane!

   Susan didn't know what to do.  If she listened to the actual audio then
the sound in her head went away.  However, wouldn't listening to the actual
sounds make the voices in her head worse?  She was in too much shock to
make a logical decision.  All she knew for sure was that the thought of
listening to sounds in her head scared her, so she opted to listen to the
real sounds.

   As she guessed, that awful feeling of hopeless fear grew as she watched
the video.  Her mind was in such shock that she didn't even remember
opening her eyes to watch it.  She had started out with her eyes closed,
then the next thing she knew she discovered her eyes were open and watching
it.

   Watching the video of course made the fear worse.  However, whenever she
tried to close her eyes she couldn't.  It was as though her captor in the
video was ordering her to keep her eyes open.  Just like he had ordered her
to watch the DVD right before he released them from the RV.

   "Thank God," Susan thought to herself when the video stopped and a
minute later she heard the door to the cubicle next to her unlock.

   The DVD had been running for almost 20 minutes and she was getting very
afraid of being alone.  No, it was more than just that.  Without a real
person to hold onto she was starting to loose herself in the video.  For
brief moments she would have sworn she was actually back in the RV and the
activities on the DVD were not recordings but taking place real time.

   She knew that if her father was entering the adjacent cubicle then it
just meant he wanted another blowjob.  She didn't care.  Touching him would
help anchor her in the real world and make her feel so much safer.

   Susan wanted to show her father her appreciation for spending time with
her, so she quickly got in front of the large hole, closed her eyes and
opened her mouth wide.  This time, however, she was smart enough to squat
instead of kneel.  Not that it mattered a ton since her knees were still
covered with a thin layer of the nasty cum.

   First she heard the zipper and then felt his hard dick slide into her
mouth.  Susan quickly started bobbing her head back and forth on his dick.
The thought of sucking her father's dick, or almost any dick for that
matter, still disgusted her.  It was filthy and vile.  Yet, the intimate
contact helped sooth that building fear.

   As soothing as the blowjob was, she knew she would feel even better when
her father shot his load.  His cum would shoot down her throat and into her
stomach.  Her body would then absorb it and in essence a part of him would
become a part of her.  It seemed crazy to even her, but this vile thought
actually did sooth her.  Even after he went back to work, his cum swimming
around in her stomach would somehow help anchor her.

   "Damn you're good."

   When she heard this, Susan's eyes shot open for the first time and she
quickly backed off the cock.  That wasn't her father's voice!  As her eyes
focused, she realized this definitely wasn't her father's dick.  This dick
was about the same size but it was black!

   Susan wasn't prejudiced.  Or at least she tried not to be.  It was hard
to do though since her father was very prejudiced against blacks.  She
might hate him, but he was her father and she had grown up in an
environment where blacks simply were not considered equals.  She realized
the error of her father's ways when she was about 12, but it was hard to
overcome what had been instilled in her.

   Did she think blacks were equals?  Definitely.  Would she date or even
kiss one?  No way!  That's not to say she thought it was wrong for blacks
and whites to be lovers.  In fact, she was friends with several black men
and women that dated whites.  And, she was very happy for them.  However,
the thought of her personally being with a black was out of the question.
She just didn't see blacks as sexual objects.  She knew that this probably
meant she was still prejudice on some level, but it was something deep
within her that she just couldn't change.  To her it would feel like
kissing or making love to a relative... okay, maybe that wasn't a good
example.

   "Get back to work bitch," the guy demanded.

   When she heard the command, Susan instinctively brought her head back
toward the dick again.  She got a grasp on herself, however, before the
dick actually reached her lips.  She just couldn't do it.  It felt too
wrong.

   The guy continued to stand there with his dick through the hole as he
waited for her to comply.  Susan knew he was already angry and would get
even more so if she didn't start sucking soon.  She told herself that she
had been sucking the dick just seconds ago and had thought nothing of it.
It had tasted and felt the same as her father's.  This thought process
allowed her to advance toward the dick a few times but she backed out each
time.

   She sighed in relief when the guy finally pulled his dick out of the
hole and exited his booth.  Her relief was short lived though.  A second
later she heard the key unlocking her door.  He was going to come into her
cubicle!

   "I'll suck it," she quickly announced.  "Put it through the hole and I
will suck it."

   "It's too late for that bitch," the guy said as he got the door unlocked
and walked in.

   Susan tried to dart past him but there just wasn't room.  He just
laughed and pushed her back.  The guy wasn't all that big or muscular, but
Susan knew he would easily be able to overpower her.

   "I paid a lot to bust my nut in you girl and I plan to get my money's
worth," he growled as he locked the door and approached her.

   "I want my daddy."

   It sounded childish even to Susan but it was all she could think to say.
She knew her father was a horrible man but he was the closest thing she had
to a protector.  Even when he was drunk, her father was someone she could
always run too when she had a nightmare in the middle of the night.

   That was many years ago of course, but she could still remember how he
always protected her from the ghosts and demons.  He never got angry with
her like her mother often did.  No, her father would just pull back the
covers on his side of the bed and let Susan crawl in.  It always felt so
safe as he held her tight against his body and rubbed his warm hands over
her to calm her down.

   Still, Susan couldn't believe that her father would whore her out like
this.  Especially to a black man!  He was always talking about how much he
hated blacks... only he used a much harsher term than "blacks".  Did her
father really think so little of her that he would even let a black person
have sex with her?  It was a stupid question considering the answer was
staring her right in the face.

   "Get your fucking clothes off," the man growled.

   God, why hadn't she sucked his dick?  The thought of him seeing her
naked was 10 times worse.  Was he going to fuck her now?

   "You're lucky I only had enough money for your mouth," he said as though
he could read her mind.  "You can bet I'll have more money on me next time
I come here though.  I might even bring enough that your daddy will let me
take a belt to you.  Nothing puts a girl like you in line better than a
good whipping followed by a good fuck."

   Susan swallowed hard.  This man didn't sound like he was joking.  She
felt ill just thinking about his black dick being inside her.  Susan was
wearing a short sundress and the man pulled it up over her head within
seconds.

   "Shoes too!" he ordered.

   "But there's cu...stuff on the floor," Susan whimpered.

   The man didn't say anything.  He just gave her an evil stare.  This
stare was all it took to cower Susan.  A few seconds later she found
herself removing her shoes.  She hadn't worn socks but she was sure he
would have made her remove those also anyway.

   As Susan removed her shoes she took careful aim as she lowered her bare
feet back to the floor.  It was hard finding a dry stop though.  Not only
was there a lot of cum on the floor, but since she had been wearing shoes
earlier, Susan hadn't bothered to avoid the cum.  Thus, she had spread it
all over the place.

   The man went to the cubicle's chair and sat down.  Susan let out a groan
when he did this.  Her dress was laying in that chair which meant this
black man's sweaty ass was now on it.

   "Now get down there on your knees and take care of my dick," the guy
said as he scooted forward in the chair.

   Susan's wasn't sure what disgusted her more, the feel of the cum as it
contacted her knees again, or the feel of the black man's dick as it
entered her mouth.  The two combined was almost enough to short circuit her
senses.

   To compound things, the toes on her right foot had settled in a pool of
cum.  She felt sick to her stomach as the gooey cum working it's way
between her toes.  The guy didn't give her much time to worry about this
though.  He grabbed her head and started fucking her face down on his dick
really hard and fast.

   "Put your hands on the floor," he said as she tried to use them to
prevent the deep thrusts.

   Susan cringed when she felt not one but both hands settle in pools of
cum below her.  The guy had to angle down a little, but within seconds he
was fucking her throat again.

   "A black man is going to shoot his sperm into my stomach!"

   Susan kept saying this over and over again in her head.  Most of the
things in the RV didn't even reach this level of disgust for Susan.  Not
even when they made her drink piss.

   "God, what if he makes me drink his piss?!"

   Susan prayed that such a thing would cost the man extra cash.  And
hopefully the cost was way more than he could ever afford.  She just knew
she would go completely insane if a black man pissed down her throat.

   The huge dick wasn't easy to handle.  However, she had managed bigger
before.  Still, it wasn't very comfortable, especially at this angle. 
Luckily, the guy didn't last but a few minutes.

   Susan's face turned red in humiliation as she felt the black man's cum
shooting down her throat.  After shooting his load, the guy pulled back
until only the head was in her mouth.  Susan groaned when she realized he
wanted her to suck the last of the cum from the tip.  Tears ran down her
cheek as she did so.

   Susan got about another half teaspoon of the vile bitter liquid when she
sucked him clean.  As he finally pulled his dick out Susan thought about
spitting the cum on the floor.  His stare, however, told her that this was
not a smart thing to do.  So, she closed her eyes tight and swallowed.  As
the sperm raced down her throat to join all their buddies, Susan's stomach
tried to rebel.  For a second she was positive she was going to throw up.
She only barely got it under control.

   When Susan opened her eyes she seen the door closing.  The horrible man
was gone.  She knew he had the key, but she quickly reached over and locked
the door anyway.

   Her hands were all slimy, so she started rubbing them on the walls.  She
rubbed them until she thought they might start bleeding from all the
friction.  Then, she rubbed them some more.  It was several minutes before
she turned to get dressed.  When she did she was shocked to see that her
shoes and dress were missing!

   The guy had taken them as some form of punishment for earlier.  Susan
knew only she was to blame.  If a guy tells you to do something then you do
it.  This was a lesson that she learned very well during her time in the
RV. Or at least she thought she had.  This black man had certainly given
her a good refresher course.

   Susan sat in the chair again.  She thought about lifting her bare feet
off the floor, but then decided there wasn't much point.  They were already
caked in the gooey slime.

   Right when she thought things couldn't get any worse, the monitor came
back to life and the DVD started again.

   Her father's shift was 6 hours that night.  During this time Susan ended
up watching the DVD all the way through twice.  It probably would have been
three times but it kept getting paused whenever her father would send
another guy back to the adjacent cubicle.

   Altogether Susan ended up sucking off 15 men that night.  Her father
must have been charging a lot for anything other than a blowjob because
only one man ordered her to turn around and put her cunt against the hole.
He used a condom though so it wasn't too bad.  However, after he was done
he did remove the condom and made Susan suck his cum out of it.

   While 5 men did cum directly in her mouth, the other 10 all pulled out
first so they could jack themselves off.  Susan tried her best to catch the
cum in her mouth but most of it landed on her face, neck and chest.  Susan
was one big gooey mess by the time her father came for her.  He didn't say
anything, he just tossed her a wet sponge and a roll of paper towels.

   By this time of course, her mind was barely there.  Sucking the dicks
off had been horrible, especially considering at least half of them were
black.  However, it was the times in between that really fucked with her
head.  During these in between times she would sit in the chair thinking of
the dick she had just sucked while at the same time watching the video.

   At one point she even started obeying the commands she heard on the
video.  Or at least the ones she could.  Some of the commands were
impossible to follow without assistance.  However, if her abductor in the
video told her to play with her pussy then she would.  If he said to stick
a dildo inside herself then she would use her fingers.  If he said to eat
his cum then she would scoop some off her face or chest and suck her
fingers clean.  And of course, if he told her to cum... she did.

   It took Susan several hours to get to sleep that night.  And even then
she didn't manage until she was hugging her father tight under the covers.
Even when she woke in the morning she continued to hug her father.  When
her father pushed her away so he could use the bathroom, Susan almost
volunteered to drink his piss.  Anything to have him stay in bed with her.
While she managed to restrain herself in this manner, she still followed
him to the bathroom.  After he took his piss he turned and had her suck him
off.

   Susan spent the rest of the day huddling with her father wherever he
went.  He had her suck him off 3 additional times.  Each time he would talk
dirty to her, often referring to all the black dicks she sucked the night
before.  While he hated blacks, her father apparently got off on the idea
of her having sex with them.

   Susan thanked God that it was Monday.  Her father only worked Friday,
Saturday and Sunday each week.  That meant there was little chance he would
put her back into that disgusting cubicle.

   Monday night, however, turned out to be almost as bad as the cubicle. 
If her father wasn't working then he was often going out to play poker with
his friends or drink at the local bars.  And Monday night was poker night.

   By night time, Susan had recovered a bit from the prior day.  However,
she still jumped at the opportunity to go with her father to his poker
game. She had never been before but was scared of being home alone.  She
was even more scared that her father might tie her up again if he left her
there.

   Susan never really met any of her father's friends before.  She was
pretty impressed that he had so many.  She guessed that he had only two or
three at most, but there were 9 other guys at the poker game.

   Most of them frowned when they seen Susan.  She could tell that they
didn't like the idea of kids being brought to the game.  They seemed to
lighten up though when they realized she was more than willing to fetch
them beers and snacks.

   As Susan played bartender, she wondered why these guys even bothered
playing poker.  None of them looked like they could afford to be spending
money on gambling.  Some even dressed worse than her father.  She did note,
however, that the bids were pretty low.  The most she seen anyone ever bid
was a dollar.

   Susan's duties changed about an hour into the game.  When she came back
from the kitchen with a few fresh beers, she noted that almost everyone was
watching her.

   "Sounds like a good price to me," one of them, Gene, said as he quickly
gave her father a twenty.

   The others were digging in their wallets and grumbled as though they
were disappointed they hadn't fetched their money faster.

   "Come with me sugar," Gene said as he grabbed her hand.

   As Gene lead her out of the room, Susan looked back at her father with a
puzzled look.  Her father wasn't paying attention to her though.  He was
busy collecting money from the other guys.  When Gene pushed her into a
bedroom, Susan realized what was happening.  Her father was whoring her out
again.

   Every one of them ended up taking her at least twice that night.  Even
her father took a turn.  The worst part was that they didn't just ask for
blowjobs.  Most of them also fucked her cunt.  And only a few actually used
condoms.  She was allowed to clean herself up after each fuck, but she
still felt scummy all night long.

   Tuesday was very similar.  Only Dan took Susan to a bar.  He must have
known the owner pretty well because her father was allowed to use a back
storage room.  He made Susan wait in the room and then sent guys back to
use her about every 30 minutes.  All of these men were blowjobs though.

   By Wednesday Susan had recovered a lot from when she watched the DVD in
the cubicle.  In fact, she felt almost like her normal self again.  She
didn't let her father know this though.  The last thing she wanted was her
father getting that fucking DVD out again.  Each time he did, it seemed to
get harder for her to recover.  The thought of permanently being in that
frightened state was, well, frightening.

   Pretending to be in that state, however, was not easy.  The more she
returned to normal, the less motivation she had to endure her father's
disgusting touch.  The only way she managed to pull it off was because
sadly, she was getting desensitized to that touch.

   Both Wednesday and Thursday turned out to be poker nights.  It took a
lot of will power to go with her father these times.  It took even more
will power to pretend she actually wanted to go.

   These days were not normal poker nights for her father and Susan could
tell by the lower bids.  Instead of $1 max bids it was 25 cents.  It was
clear that they had arranged the poker nights just so they could rent Susan
out again.  It was possible, however, that they raised the bids later. 
Susan had no way of knowing.  After the first 20 minutes she was auctioned
off and sent to the bedroom again.  She then spent the next 6 hours there
servicing one guy after another.

   Susan spent most of Friday in deep depression.  Today was a work day for
her father and that meant it was probably going to be a work day for her.
While she could deal with this, what she had problems with was that she
knew her father would no doubt be playing the DVD again.  But unlike the
prior time, it wouldn't be just one day that she went through this hell, it
would be three in a row.

   She just wasn't strong enough to handle three days like that.  It would
certainly take her more than four days to recover from that.  However, by
the time she even started to recover it would be time to do three more days
in the booth.  In other words, she would never be her normal self again.

   15.

   It was around 10 a.m.  when Susan started seriously considering suicide.
Then, a miracle happened... Danny walked in.

   Susan rushed to Danny and gave him a big hug.  It had been a week and
Susan had given up hope he would ever return.  As she hugged him tight, she
could hear her father and the Lou guy talking to each other.

   "Denise did a good job," Lou said.  "What would you think about a two
year contract?  Say, $6,000 a year?"

   Dan found the offer to be a huge insult.  He kept his temper though. 
This man made him a lot of money over the years and he owed him at least
that much respect.

   "I don't know Lou," Dan said as he scratched his chin.  "Wouldn't it be
better to just do it on a movie by movie basis?"

   Lou tried not to laugh.  He didn't "rent out" that much young talent. 
However, the parents or guardians always suggested this.

   "You have to look at this from my perspective," Lou said.  "A one time
film is one thing, but if I'm going to invest a lot more work into Denise
and make her a star in this business then I need to have some type of
guarantee.  And I need more than just a guarantee that he will be available
for at least 2 years.  I also need to ensure that you won't start insisting
on insane amounts of money thanks to my hard work in creating his
popularity.

   "Before you answer, let me tell you about some of the benefits.  First
off, we could take him in if you want; or, he could live at home.  That
doesn't really matter to us.  We would only film him for 5 to 7 days a
month.  So, you would have him available the rest of the time if you
wished. We could also keep those days to just weekends so the school
wouldn't miss him.

   "Wait there's more.  We have a doctor on commission.  That means no
official records of injuries that might happen on set or at home.  Provided
of course that you didn't injure him too often at home.

   "While all of that is nice, I'm sure you are mainly concerned about
money.  The $6,000 I pay you a year is just the icing.  Once I make him a
star there will be plenty of rich clients that ask for special one-on-one
performances... if you know what I mean.  These clients will sometimes pay
as much at $500 a night.

   "So, what do you think?"

   Lou might not have that many rentals, but he had this sales pitch down
pretty good by now.  He always ended with the part about the clients paying
up to $500 a night.  He knew that this was what the parents and guardians
really cared about.  Of course, he never mentioned that $500 was just their
end.  He actually got much more from these clients.  And Lou was pretty
sure many of these clients would pay $1,500 easy.  Even the clients that
considered themselves heterosexual would probably pay close to that much...
especially if Danny was going to be all dolled up like in his movies.

   Susan couldn't believe what she was hearing as the two negotiated back
and forth.  When she looked back at Danny she could see the horror in his
eyes.  Whatever happened in these movies, it must have been pretty bad.

   After a few seconds, it became clear their father was going to go for
the deal.  All he was doing now was negotiating the terms a little.  She
didn't want Danny to have to listen to any more of it though.

   "Come on Denise, let's go touch up your makeup," Susan said as she lead
her brother to her room.

   Once there she immediately asked what had happened to him.  She had
already blurted the question out before she even considered the fact that
he might not want to talk about it.

   "They made me play double catch... w...with a dog," Danny said as he
started crying.

   Susan's eyes got big and she brought a hand to her mouth as though
trying to hold back a scream.  While in captivity, catch was when Danny had
to get on his back and then curl up so his knees rested on either side of
his head.  Then, he had to jack himself off into his own mouth.

   Double catch was the exact same thing, only before he started their
captor would fuck Danny's ass and shoot a load in it.  Then after Danny
came in his own mouth he was required to force the cum out of his asshole.
The cum would run across his balls, down his hard dick and then drip into
his open mouth.  However, Danny said a dog was used... a dog!  That meant
they had let a dog fuck Danny's asshole.

   Susan didn't know what to say.  So, she did the only thing she could
think of.  She pulled her brother to her and held him tight.  After a
couple minutes of this, Danny started telling her about many of the other
activities.

   While pretty much everything was vulgar and disgusting, Susan had to
admit that Danny was right in the dog being the worst part.  She believed
every word of it until he started telling her about the other children.

   According to Danny, the other children not only lived in captivity 24/7
but most actually seemed happy there.  They were treated nicely while off
camera and fed very well.  But, not everything was roses.  Apparently, they
had two possible career paths.  The ones clients liked the most, became
like "movie stars" and would become legit porn stars once they turned 18.
The less popular ones, however, were destined to become prostitutes.  Thus,
all of them strived to be the best actors/actresses that they could.

   The scale of Lou's operation seemed insane as well.  Danny claimed he
was taken to several houses for filming and two different
warehouse/studios. And during this he seen at least 12 different adult
actors/crew members.  He also counted 25 different children, though he
never seen more than 8 or 9 at a time.

   For a brief second, Susan almost wished her and Danny could go live with
Lou and the other kids.  It would be horrible doing all those nasty things
in front of the camera; especially if they used dogs sometimes.  However,
if it was for only one week a month then it wouldn't be as bad as life
seemed to be becoming at home.  However, she then remembered Lou's total
disinterest in her.  She guessed that she was probably too old for the type
of movies they made.  She knew it was selfish of her, but if she couldn't
go then she didn't want Danny going either.  Life would be much better for
him there, but she just couldn't bare loosing him.

   "Ow," Danny groaned after they had been hugging for a bit.

   Susan's eyes got big again when Danny pulled away and then raised his
skirt.

   "It hurts so bad when I start to get hard," Danny whimpered as he showed
Susan his cock cage.  "They took it off for most of the filming.  But I had
to wear it all the other time.  If I spit on it a lot then it doesn't hurt
as bad.  I met one of the other boys though and he said he got infections
sometimes because of it.  But, they gave him shots that made him better
again."

   Susan wanted to be strong for her brother, but this new cock cage made
her start to cry.  Not only was it painful and embarrassing for him, but it
basically took away his ability to have erections.  She knew her father
would take complete advantage of this also.  He would keep Danny in that
cage day and night until he was begging to be let out of it so he could not
only relieve the pain but also so he could simply climax.  Once Danny
reached this point her father would order him do the most vile things.  And
Danny would have no choice but to obey in hopes of getting at least one
climax a month.

   Danny and Susan cried together for several minutes before they pulled
themselves together.  Danny wanted to take a bath but Susan wasn't sure
that was a good idea.  He had been gone for a full week and she was sure
her father would want to use him once Lou left.  If Danny wasn't dolled up
for their father in time then they would both probably get the belt.

   "Maybe it is better if you take a bath... later," Susan said.

   Susan could tell Danny knew what she meant by "later".  He blushed but
didn't seem too upset about the idea of their father playing with him. 
This made sense considering how much worse the prior few days had been for
him.

   "Get in here girl!" they heard their father yell about 15 minutes later.

   Susan was pretty sure their father meant "Denise", but she went out also
just in case.  As she walked out she noticed Lou was gone.  Their father
had a large stack of money next to him though.  This told her what she
already knew and that was that he had bartered a deal for the use of Danny.

   Susan also noticed that there was some bottles of medicine and a syringe
next to the money.  She prayed that these were just in case Danny got an
infection.

   "I hear you have a new toy," their father said as he held out a small
key.

   Danny quickly rushed to his father's side and lifted his skirt.  Their
father admired the device for a minute and then used the key to remove the
horrible metal rod portion.

   "Please, no!" Danny started begging when he seen their father remove the
metal ball from the tip and screw on a blue jagged looking one instead.

   Her brother went from begging to very loud agonizing groans as their
father connected the metal rod back to the cock cage, thus forcing the
jagged blue ball up Danny's piss hole.

   "Lou claims this device will make a proper lady out of you," Dan said.
"He said you won't be cumming at the drop of a hat anymore.  I'm not sure
if he is right though.  I think a slut like you will managed to cum even
with that in there.  How about we go test it out?"

   Susan just sat there stunned as their father lead her crying brother
into the master bedroom.  After they were out of sight, Susan realized that
she had to follow.  If she didn't then her father would catch on that she
was almost fully recovered from watching the DVD.  There was still a tiny
chance he wouldn't show her the video again tonight.  But, the chances were
nil if he discovered her secret.

   When she entered the bedroom she found her father already naked on the
bed with her brother in the process of mounting his big dick.  Danny looked
her way and blushed.  It didn't dawn on her till then that she had not told
him about her week.  He didn't know why she was coming into the room.  She
hoped he didn't think she was doing it because she wanted too.  They never
actually talked about it, but there was an unwritten rule that they didn't
watch each other with their father unless he made them do so.

   Susan felt horrible as she watched her brother ride their father's dick.
It got worse 5 minutes later when their father called her over.  He had
Susan lay on the bed face up.  He then put Danny in a doggy position with
the cock cage right over her face.

   "Let's give this new toy a good test," Dan told her.  "Start licking his
dick and don't stop no matter how loud he screams.  If you do I will think
of something a lot more painful for both of you."

   Susan had a good idea of how painful the cock cage must be for her
brother.  She doubted that her father could possibly think of something
more painful than that.  But it didn't mean he wouldn't try.  Plus, in the
end she would end up right back here in this position torturing her brother
anyway.

   So, as her father started fucking Danny's ass again, she reluctantly
stuck out her tongue and started licking.  She knew where her brother's
sensual spots were and tried her best to avoid them.  However, she could
tell by Danny's loud groans that he was starting to get excited already.

   It was hard to focus her eyes from this close of range, but when she
tried she could make out that her brother had two balls in his dick and was
already pressing against the third.

   "Ow!  Ow!" Danny cried out as the third ball slid inside.

   As Susan continued to lick at the bottom of his dick, she realized she
didn't need to use her eyes to tell how many balls were in her brother's
piss hole.  She could actually fell them with her tongue.  Susan then
remembered what her brother said about spit making the device hurt less. 
So, she started making sure she licked the metal rod as well as his dick.

   About 5 minutes later Danny made a very sharp yelp.  Susan could count 3
balls in the stem of his dick and guessed that the fourth ball was pressing
into the head.  Or, it was possible that in addition to this the first ball
was pressing on something extra sensitive deep inside him.

   As she felt the fourth ball enter the stem of his dick, Danny's loud
screams became muffled.  She looked up to see her father holding a hand
over Danny's mouth.  A couple minutes later, even her father's hand had
trouble muffling the screams as Susan felt the fifth and final ball slide
into Danny's dick.  She glanced up to see that his dick was now pressed all
the way to the end of the metal rod.  Her eyes stayed focused on the end of
his dick for about 10 seconds, then they blurred again as her eyes pooled
with tears.

   She cried not just for her brother's pain, but also because of how her
father seemed to get so much pleasure out of torturing both of them.  The
more Danny screamed, the harder he seemed to pump his asshole.

   Mostly, however, she cried because of the overall hopelessness she felt.
They had only been back for about 2 weeks and already life was becoming
just as bad as it had been in the RV.  Possibly even worse when you
considered they were basically allowing themselves to be abused like this.
At least in the RV they had an excuse since they where constantly chained.

   Their father pumped Danny for another 5 minutes before he finally shot
his load.  He then pulled out and laid down on the bed face up.

   "Well, it doesn't look like it works perfectly," Dan said as he glanced
under Danny and seen his hard dick.  "But, at least you didn't cum all over
the place this time.  For being at least a semi proper lady, I'll take that
off your dick for 30 minutes if you clean me up good."

   As Susan suspected, Danny didn't even hesitate a second.  He went right
to work licking and sucking their father's dick clean.  After the cleanup
was done, Danny was ordered to sit on their father's stomach.  Their father
then unlocked the metal rod and started to pull it out.

   "It burns!  It burns!" Danny moaned as the metal rod made it's long
journey out of his dick.

   It wasn't until the last ball popped out that Susan realized why it
burned so much.  Instead of blood like she feared, a large stream of white
cum gushed out and onto their father's stomach.  Their father immediately
slapped Danny across the face and pushed him off of him.

   "I should shove this right back up your dick you little bastard," he
yelled.  "You have 10 seconds to clean this off me or I'll not only shove
this back up your dick but I will fuck your piss hole with it until I see
blood."

   Needless to say, the mess was cleaned up long before the 10 second mark.
They were then allowed to go clean up.  Danny cried the entire time they
were bathing.  Susan wasn't sure if he was crying because his dick was
still sore or if he was just thinking about how it was going to feel when
their father put the device back on.

   Luckily, by the time they returned their father seemed to have calmed
down a lot.  He simply locked the rod back in place and let them leave the
room.  They were fortunate in that their father fell asleep after that. 
They of course didn't wake him until 45 minutes before he was due in for
work.  This gave him plenty of time to get ready, but not enough time to
play with them much.

   Their father hadn't said anything about taking Susan with him.  However,
she prepared herself anyway.  First, she put on long socks in case she was
made to kneel in the cum again.  She also stuffed all of her pockets with
toilet paper so she could clean herself off better in between each guy.

   "Can I come to work with you again daddy?"

   It was probably the hardest thing she had ever said in her entire life.
She even had to make it sound like this was what she wanted.  If she didn't
then he would realize she was back to normal again.

   Susan almost smiled with joy when she seen her father bring out the
rope. He was going to tie her up instead.  This was fantastic news.  Even
if he sent that fat pig over again it would be 100 times better than
watching that DVD or servicing all those black men.  While she was
delighted at this unexpected gift, she still struggled and begged her
father to take her with him.

   Once she was fully tied and gagged, her father called for Danny.  Susan
was confused, however, when Danny walked into the room but her father just
dropped the rope and didn't tie him up.

   "No!  Don't take him there!" Susan tried to scream through the gag when
she seen her father leading Danny toward the door.

   Danny looked back at her, puzzled at her outburst.  Her father ignored
her though.  A second later they were out the door and she heard the squeak
and then slam of the screen door.

   Susan struggled nonstop until the fat man arrived again.  Then she
continued to struggle.  She didn't even stop when the man threatened her
and then whipped her with a belt.  She just had to get free so she could
save Danny.  He might survive all those dicks, but she just knew he
wouldn't be able to handle seeing that DVD again.

   All of her struggles were in vain.  Several hours later when the fat man
left she was still tightly bound.  Only now she had a very red ass and a
stretched cunt full of cum.  There was still an hour before her father got
off work, but Susan didn't bother to struggle any more.  It was too late
now and she knew it.

   She was almost too scared to open her eyes when she finally heard her
father and Danny walking back into the house.  When she did look she seen
exactly what she feared she would see.  A very worn out Danny with a
void-like look in his eyes.  His brain was so warped right now that her
father had to nudge him in what directions to walk.

   Their father lead him to the couch and had him sit there.  Then he undid
Susan's binds and told her to clean her brother up.  Susan felt like
attacking her father, but she knew better.  So, she took Danny to the
bathroom.  As they walked away from their father Susan heard him inform her
that her turn at the porn theater/store would be tomorrow.

   Susan gave Danny a long warm bath.  She even got in with him and held
him close for almost a full hour.  With the cock cage still in place, she
kept checking to make sure her naked body against his wasn't making him too
hard.  He was too far out of it though and never showed signs of arousal.

   By the time they left the bathroom their father was already in bed.  So,
she lead Danny to the couch and laid him down.  Despite all the horrible
things that had happened to her in the living room, Susan still felt it was
the safest room in the house.  Thus, it seemed the best room for what she
had in mind.

   Susan had a plan that would end her and Danny's suffering.  Before
initiating the plan, she snuck into her father's room and stole the key to
Danny's cock cage.  She didn't have to be that quiet though.  Her father
had apparently spent the last hour drinking Jim Beam.  From the smell of
his breath she guessed he drank close to half a bottle.  Only her father
could drink that much in such a short time.

   She tossed Danny's cock cage in the trash after she got it off him.  She
then woke him just long enough to have him switch from his nightgown to a
pair of actual male pajamas.  He may not be normal inside anymore, but she
wanted him to at least look normal on the outside.  It was the least she
could do for him.

   Her plan was pretty simple.  She would set fire to the house.  She would
start the fire in her father's room by dousing the floor with some of his
stronger alcohol.  Once the fire was going good she would then go lay down
in the living room with her brother.  If she was lucky then he would never
wake up as the flames devoured them.  If she was really lucky she would
pass out before then as well.  Either way, it would be finally over.

   16.

   At first, investigators wrote the fire off as your standard smoking in
bed scenario.  Even the obvious accelerant was easy to ignore considering
how drunk Dan had been and the many bottles of hard alcohol laying around.

   However, they then started finding very unusual things in the ruins of
the house.  It was a bunch of little things like the medicine bottles and
syringe, the metal cock cage in the trash, the hidden cameras in the walls,
etc.

   While Dan's corpse seemed normal, it wasn't until they inspected Susan
and Danny that everything started to become clear.  It wasn't long before
they managed to get people to start talking.

   Of course, there was one person, other than Susan, that knew exactly
what happened that night.

   You see, if you were a pervert and able to peak into Susan and Danny's
house then the prime times to do this were right after their father woke up
and right before he went to bed.  Things happened throughout the day of
course, but you were all but guaranteed to see sexual activities at these
specific times.  One such person knew this fact very well and did exactly
that... and his name is Robert.

   Using the cameras he had hidden in the house, Robert watched the family
every morning and night ever since he released them from the RV.  While it
was rather boring the first week, things really got good during the second.

   Robert was proud of the fact that he was the one that trained Susan and
Danny.  In a way, Robert thought of them as his own children... a kind of
legacy of his journey through life.

   As he watched that final week, Robert couldn't have been prouder.  He
seen how Dan pushed and abused them more and more.  And Robert seen how
their training in the RV forced the kids to allow it all to take place. 
Even that final night started out juicy.  However, everything then went
horribly wrong.

   During that final hour, Robert picked up clues here and there that
indicated something was going wrong.  However, with most of the lights out
it was hard to tell what exactly was happening.  Then the flames started.

   Robert didn't even think, he immediately rushed from the RV to a nearby
pay phone and called 911.  After the call was made there wasn't anything he
could do but go back into the RV and watch the live feed.

   First he seen the flames devour Dan in his bed.  Not long after the
video feed from that room went dead and Robert was forced to watch from the
living room's camera.  Robert was so concerned that he screamed at the
monitor for Susan and Danny to get up and leave the house.  But they
didn't.

   As the smoke started to fill the living room, Robert could see the
flames starting to eat away the door leading to the master bedroom.  The
authorities knew his call was coming from all the way across the country
and Robert feared they might not have taken him seriously.

   As the smoke thickened to the point that the monitor showed nothing but
black, Robert knew it was too late for his children to escape on their own.
They weren't dead yet but they were surely unconscious from lack of oxygen.
It was just a matter of seconds now before they took their final breath.

   Robert couldn't watch any more and finally shut the monitor off.  He
spent most of the night reviewing the videos of Susan and Danny.  He knew
all of this was his fault.  He had somehow failed them in their training
and somewhere in these videos was the answer.  He would find his mistake
and make sure it never happened again.

   Robert stayed up all night watching the tapes but never did find the
mistake.  He decided he would review them a couple more times in the
following week, but was pretty convinced that the mistake might not have
been his after all.  It no doubt was a mistake their actual father made. 
Maybe he didn't follow the guidance Robert provided him.

   Robert felt like he could sleep for a week, but before he allowed
himself to do so he forced himself to check the internet for news on the
fire.  It was still early and there was only one small story he could find.
It stated that initial reports indicated there were three casualties in the
fire.  After reading this, Robert shed a tear for his dead children, turned
his laptop off and slowly walked to the bedroom with his head hung low.

   Had Robert ever gotten the nerve to check additional stories on the
fire, or, if he had even bothered to look up the word "casualties", he
would have discovered something rather interesting.  While the use of the
word by the report was in poor choice and rather misleading, it wasn't
necessarily wrong.  There were in fact three casualties.  However, only one
of them died.  Susan and Danny lived.

   17.

   Once Susan and Danny were well enough, the authorities interviewed them
and discovered most of the truth.  They found out what their father had
done to them and even about their captivity in the RV.

   They got lots of information on the kiddy porn ring, but not enough to
bring a stop to it or even put much of a dent in it.  All they got were a
bunch of DVDs, two clients and 2 delivery men.  Everything went cold after
that.

   The fire officially was recorded as an accident.  However, everyone in
both the fire and police departments knew otherwise.  But, considering what
the kids had gone through, plus the fact that the kids never confessed, the
authorities felt it was best to just let this one go.

   As for Susan and Danny.  Well, they got the help they needed.  They
didn't start to really feel safe though until a man visited them many weeks
after the fire.  This man must have been important because instead of a
policeman's uniform, the guy wore a very nice suit.  He made Susan and
Danny feel safe because he was investigating the people that had originally
abducted them.

   While several cops had asked them many questions about their abduction,
this man seemed much more motivated.  He asked very detailed questions
about everything from the obvious things about the RV and the captors to
some of the most trivial things like how much water was used and what
colognes or perfumes they had smelled.

   By the time the guy left, the kids felt confident that if anyone could
find their captors than this guy would.  As they watched him leave, Susan
and Danny made a note to add the man to their nightly prayers.  They had no
doubt that this man, Scott, was their angel sent down from heaven; and they
would prey for the success of his mission.

   --end-

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written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such activities
in real life.  Also, I do not recommend that you try duplicating anything
mentioned in my stories; even if you are doing them legally.  I try to keep
most of the activities semi realistic, however, many of these things can
and probably would cause severe damage. 
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