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 A tale from krisnjamie.  This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but
don't get heated.  It involves themes of a sexual nature.  Some of those
themes may sit uncomfortably with you.  If in doubt don't read it.

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   The Grange Part 4

   "So" asked Stacey early next morning "when did your dad last spank you?"

   Ann lay on her side in the next bed.

   "Is this a new start to the game?" she asked

   "No" replied Stacey "Just asking."

   "The day after my 13th birthday" replied Ann thoughtfully.

   "Wow!  Really?  Why?" gushed Stacey.

   "It was stupid really, my own fault, I had just come home and Dad was
home early.  We were all in the kitchen and mum asked if anything special
had happened during the day.  I said no except that Darren Bolton had given
me a birthday kiss.  Mum had smiled at me but dad just erupted.

   He asked why let a boy kiss me, pointing out that it wasn't my birthday.
He asked how often I let boys kiss me, whether I let them touch me, or do
anything else.  The questions kept coming and I couldn't answer them fast
enough.  Before long he was taking off his belt and telling me to follow
him to the lounge."

   "Jeez" said Stacey "then what?

   "I got there, I was still carrying my school bag and he told me to put
it down.  He asked me if I knew what was gonna happen and why.  I said I
knew what but didn't know why.  I said I hadn't done anything bad." Stacey
motioned for her to continue "He told me I was dirty, quite possibly a slut
and well on my way to being a professional whore.  My mum left the room at
that stage.  I'm pretty sure that she was crying."

   "So what then" asked an ever more excited Stacey now sitting on the edge
of her own bed in her pink brushed cotton pyjamas.

   "Do you really wanna know this Stacey?"

   Her friend nodded

   "He told me to lift up my skirt and bend over his knee.  I said no. 
I've never seen my dad move so fast.  One minute he was sitting talking to
me, the next he had pulled my skirt off and thrown it across the room.  He
was holding both my wrists in one of his and he held me up like that whilst
he swiped me with his belt a few times.  Then he said something like "I'll
teach you to say no to me" dragged me over to the sofa, dragged me across
his knee and started laying into me."

   "How many" asked Stacey

   Ann shook her head "No idea.  After a few with the belt he tossed it
aside, pulled my knickers down and used his hand on my bare arse.  When he
had finished he told me to get my clothes and get to bed - no tea that
night." Ann went silent for a moment "next day at breakfast it was as if
nothing had happened and he hasn't said anything about it since."

   "Guilt" announced Stacey

   "I don't think he feels guilty" said Ann "he feels he has the right and
duty to punish me if he needs to."

   "Naw" said Stacey "I reckon he got off slapping your bare arse - that's
why he felt guilty."

   That thought hadn't occurred to Ann and she let it register for a few
seconds.  Then she smiled up at her friend "I beat him really though."

   Stacey was puzzled "How do you work that one out professor?" she asked.

   "Well - you have to promise this is a secret"

   "K, whatever, go on" said Stacey

   "Well Darren did give me a kiss but he kissed my cunny and I touched his
thing you know"

   "You mean his cock.  You touched his cock whilst he kissed your pussy."

   "Yeah" remembered Ann "It was quick.  All over in a few minutes during
lunch break."

   "well" considered Stacey "I reckon you got a whipping for it even if
your dad didn't know what you had done."

   "But he didn't whip me for the other stuff did he?" gloated Ann

   "What other stuff?  Have you done other stuff with boys?"

   "Naw, `cept the odd kiss on the cheek."

   "what then" enquired Stacey

   "Well, remember this is our secret right.  During the spanking I got a
bit, you know, kinda tingly, kinda down below and when he sent me to bed
well that was the first time I kinda diddled myself."

   Stacey noticed her own hand between her thighs and pulled it away.

   "Let me get this straight little miss church going goody goody.  You let
a boy get into your pants and kiss your pussy.  You feel him up and then
when you get spanked you enjoy it enough to go and give yourself a
quickie!"

   Ann nodded "do you hate me for it?"

   Stacey shook her head.  "Can I see your pussy?"

   "You seen it loadsa times" replied Ann

   "Yeah but I wanna see it now, when I can look at it properly.  Can I
Ann, you can see mine."

   Ann nodded and kicked back the sheets.  She lay flat on the bed hardly
daring to breathe as her young friend tugged at her pyjama bottoms.

   "You have hair" Stacey announced "some boys don't like that, you could
shave."

   "Is that what you do?" asked Ann

   By way of answer Stacey sprang from the bed slipped her own pyjama
bottoms down and off and stood for her friend to see her smooth baldness.
She went to clamber back on to Ann's bed, thought a moment and stopped to
strip off her pyjama top as well before clambering naked astride Ann's
thighs to study the other girls pussy some more.

   "Sit up" Stacey commanded

   Ann did so with ease and briefly the girls faces were almost touching.

   "Take off your top" Stacey instructed and soon Stacey was sitting naked
astride another naked girl.

   "Can I touch" asked Stacey

   Ann simply bit her lower lip and nodded.

   Shockwaves ran through her young body as Stacey trailed a finger gently
up the slit.  Ann gasped audibly as the other girl pressed down and parted
those lower lips with her finger and her hands took fistfuls of sheet as
the girl probed into the dark and mysterious passage.

   Suddenly it stopped, Stacey sprang from the bed and Ann felt extreme
loneliness for the first time in her life.  Before she had a chance to
voice her disappointment Stacey was back holding up the belts from several
bath robes.

   "I'm gonna tie you up" she stated matter of factly

   "what?  Why" asked a startled Ann

   "Some peeps like it - let's try it ok?" replied Stacey.

   Frankly the warmth of the other girls thighs around her midriff was all
the argument needed and Ann relaxed back as her arms were tied above her
head to the bedposts before Stacey scooted down the bed and tied each ankle
to the bottom posts.

   Stacey touched the other girls pussy again, just gently, and Ann
groaned. Then she was gone again to return a short time later with a silk
scarf or two.

   "Blindfold" she announced as she tied the scarves in place.

   And then she probed some more.  Ann found herself writhing around to try
and make contact with those fingers if they moved away.

   "You are a little slut aren't you Ann"

   Ann giggled "Guess I am Stace"

   "You want me to play with your cunt some more?

   "uh huh"

   "Say please"

   "Jeez whatever, pleeeeease"

   "Good girl.  No I'm gonna play and your gonna answer my questions. 
Let's pretend it's an interrogation"

   "K, whatever you want" breathed Ann.

   "Yup, its whatever I want slut"

   Ann giggled some more and Stacey shoved a finger as deep as it would go.
Ann stopped giggling and started breathing.

   "Did you like that Darren bloke kissing your cunt?"

   "Uh yeah I suppose, didn't last long." Replied Ann through the ripples
of almost pure pleasure that Stacey elicited.

   "Would you have done it for him?  Stacey went on

   "Done ...  oh jeez done what?"

   "Would you have kissed his cock?" asked Stacey

   "Yeah maybe, if he asked, but there wasn't time." Ann said as she
writhed on the bed

   "If Matt asks will you get naked for him?"

   "Will you" retorted Ann

   Stacey slipped a second finger into the girls cunt and started a
rhythmic pumping.

   "That really isn't the question Ann, now answer or I stop playing."

   "No don't stop"

   "Slut"

   "Yeah maybe" said Ann

   "Maybe what?" asked Stacey

   "Maybe I'm a slut and maybe I'll get naked for Matt."

   "Would you let Matt stick his cock in your mouth?"

   "Oh shit Stace, just diddle me ok."

   Stacey stopped everything and removed her fingers.  Ann cried out.

   "You have to answer my questions Ann"

   "K whatever, just don't stop again."

   Stacey resumed plunging two stiff fingers in the young teen as she
repeated her question.

   "Do you want my bro to stick his stiff cock in your mouth."

   "Yeah whatever"

   "Last chance to speak for a bit Ann - are you happy with the thought of
being fucked at both ends?" and as she said it Stacey increased the pace a
little, making sure that the enlarged clit was scraped by her thumb in the
process.

   "JEEEEEEEZ.  Just do me pleeeeease" cried Ann

   The next words from Stacey hardly registered in the young girls mind,
not for a few seconds anyway.  "Stick it in her Matt."

   Matt's erection slipped into Ann's open mouth even as she gasped for
breath.  Stacey could see he wouldn't last long and increased her assault
on Ann's virgin cunt to drag a mind numbing orgasm out and up through her
body.  As the orgasm flowed her mouth pumped around the teenage erection
and the boy obligingly emptied his seed down her throat.

   Ann coughed, spluttered and writhed but couldn't move her arms or legs
significantly.

   A finger entered her sensitive passage.  It wasn't Stacey that much she
was sure.

   "Matt, no, please stop, its too tender right now." She whined.

   The finger withdrew.

   "Happy slut" came Stacey's voice.

   "Stace, uh , that was , kinda incredible ya know.  Bit of a cheat
conning me into sucking him off, but hey I think it was worth it.  Can we
lose the blindfold now?"

   "No I don't think so.  The cleaner will be gone in about an hour.  We'll
take you downstairs after that.  No clothes today though Ann."

   "What, no I mean, you can't , I mean let me up huh I need to pee."

   "If you pee in your bed I'll have to get Matt to spank you.  Oh wait
you'd like that huh.  Just hold it for a bit ok."

   "Stace I have to pee.  Look, keep my arms tied if you want but let me go
to the loo."

   "Ok Ok."

   One wrist was untied, moved across to the other and the two were tied
together before the second wrist was released from the bed post.  The
straps holding her ankles were undone and Stacey helped her to sit and then
stand.

   "Are you sure that I can't lose the blindfold?" Ann asked again.

   The robe belt around her wrists tightened and she was jerked forwards.
Ann followed, a little giggle in her voice as she replayed the scene from
only moments ago in her head.

   Finding the toilet she sat, did what she had to do and then opened her
legs wide.

   "You'll have to wipe me Stace" she giggled

   A wad of toilet paper spread between her thighs and swiped up twice. 
She stood, the toilet was flushed and she allowed herself to be led back to
the bedroom.

   "If I could see Stace I wouldn't have to get you to wipe me" said Ann

   "Stace went downstairs" said Matt as he retied her spread eagle to her
bed.

   Over the next hour she was never alone.  Whenever she wasn't alone
somebody, or something, was penetrating her now slightly sore cunt.

   "well slut" said Stacey "I've used a hairbrush, a candle and a coke
bottle on you.  Maybe I should let Matt have a go."

   "He already did" replied Ann argumentatively.

   "No slut, he stuffed his fingers up your cunt, he stuffed his tongue up
your cunt but you haven't been done yet.  Your still virgin."

   "No Stace, you wouldn't, that's not fair." Squirmed Ann.

   "You wanna stay a virgin a bit longer slut?" enquired Stacey sweetly.

   "Yeah I do, c'mon Stace, what do I have to promise?"

   "You sure?"

   "Anything, what do you want?"

   "Hmmm, It's Tuesday.  You do what I say, when I say all week until say
5.00 pm Friday and you keep your virginity"

   "Like what did you have in mind?"

   "That's exactly it Ann, I want you to do whatever comes to mind, my mind
to be precise."

   "And what if Matt decides to take charge?"

   "He won't Matt is my pet brother.  He does what he's told.  So is it a
deal Ann, or does he fuck you senseless before lunch?"

   "You promise Stace?"

   "I do - you can trust me Ann."

   "ok deal." Whispered Ann

   She wasn't sure how much of what she felt was excitement, what was fear,
or where the urge of resentment fitted but strangely, she did trust Stacey
to keep her word.

   The ties and blindfolds came off.

   Stacey was dressed in simple shorts and a t shirt just as usual.  Matt,
standing in the doorway, also wore shorts and a t shirt.  So if he was
there during the whole exchange he knows the deal.  More importantly,
thought Ann, he knows who the boss is.

   "C'mon then Ann, time for breakfast" announced Stacey.

   Ann allowed herself to be herded downstairs between the two siblings. 
It would have felt strange enough to walk around her own home naked but
here, as a visitor, she could feel the small hairs on her arms and legs
crying out of coverage.

   It seemed that Stacey and Matt had eaten earlier.  Ann was ravenous and
they allowed her to eat what and as much as she asked for.

   It didn't stop a certain amount of playing during the meal though. 
Matt, had the freedom of her body and as she ate and answered the questions
that Stacey fired at her he explored.  He seemed most happy trying to stuff
items into her snatch though.  He was particularly proud when he found the
fridge and was able to try, with varying degrees of success, a cucumber,
tomato and wet garlic bulb.  Eventually, when he almost lost the garlic
bulb in the dark interior Stacey called a halt.

   "Right" she said "Apart from the fact that you get to do what I say when
I say, this is a normal day so, whose up for a bit of sun before a swim."

   Ann and Matt agreed and Ann was instructed to go and get the loungers
ready whilst Matt and Stacey went and changed.

   Being naked outside was another new experience but a cursory look around
told Ann that The Grange was not overlooked.

   The others soon joined her and she was moved so that they could lie on
either side of her.

   Idle chatter soon broke out, followed by a discussion about what to do
about lunch, where Pizza was decided upon and a call made to the local
pizzeria for a delivery at 1.00.

   A swim followed and Ann was groped by both parties.  She always came up
smiling though and good fun was being had by all.

   About 12.15 Stacey announced that it was tie mfr an aperitif.  Ann and
Matt waited the next missive.

   "Be a good little girl" said Stacey in a slightly menacing tone "Whilst
I nip to the kitchen get my bro nice and hard - use your mouth."

   Matt sighed as if all his Christmases had come at once, Ann wrinkled her
nose but moved off the lounger to comply.

   When Stacey returned Matt was still reclining on the lounger.  Reclining
or writhing, one or the other.  His swim shorts were in a pile at his
ankles and Ann was bent over his midriff with an erection in her mouth and
his hands all over her tits.

   Stacey moved up and sat on the lounger that Ann had been using.

   "no don't stop slut girl - not until he fills your pretty little mouth."
And with that Stacey swung back with the wooden spoon in her hand and
slapped it into Ann's naked left buttock.

   The girl gasped in shock and pain, went to straighten up but Matt
stopped her with a hand at the back of her neck.  She bent to his cock once
again in anticipation of the next blow.  It wasn't long in coming.  The
other buttock this time.

   "Enjoying that Ann?" came Stacey's voice.

   Ann mumbled something unintelligible and another stinging blow landed.
After the 6th swipe Stacey reached between Ann's parted thighs, probed a
little and laughed.

   "She loves it Matt.  She is as wet as hell down there."

   That seemed to be a trigger and the boy finally exploded into her mouth
for the second time that morning.

   "Excellent" said Stacey looking at her watch "You just have time to do
me before the pizza arrives."

   Ann reached out and tugged the string on Stacey's bikini bottom free. 
She pulled forward the flap of material and stretched fingers towards the
shaven pussy.

   The woosh of the wooden spoon warmed Ann and she rode out part of the
blow as it caught her just below the hip.

   "Mouth only slut.  I never got eaten out before."

   The look of abject distaste swept across Ann's features but she moved to
slide up the lounger between her friends legs and flicked her tongue out
for the first salty taste of girl.  She followed Stacey's instructions
about where, when, how fats and how hard as best she could but it was
sometimes difficult to make the orders out over the moans and groans that
the other teenage girl issued.  It was also difficult to ignore the handle
of the wooden spoon being used as a long handled probe within her own cunt.
In fact she finished lapping at her friends honey pot only scant moments
before the sound of wheels on gravel announced the pizza delivery.

   "Ann, put Matt's shorts on to answer the door." Said Stacey

   "What I can't go like......" Ann's word fell silent as Stacey smirked at
her.  She tugged the boys swim shorts into place, tied them as best she
could and well aware of her small breasts bouncing along unfettered, headed
for the door just as the bell sounded.

   She opened the door a little hiding behind it as best she could but the
need to provide money and actually take delivery of the pizza became too
difficult and after a few moments she simply swung the door open and stood
there naked but for Matt's swim shorts.

   The young man in the delivery outfit suddenly lost all voice.  Ann
thanked him, took the pizza and shut the door in his face.

   Matt and Stacey were in fits when she entered the kitchen.

   "Yeah very funny guys" she said in as strong a voice as she could
muster.

   Between giggles Stacey blurted out "Matt needs his shorts back Ann." And
halfway through her first mouthful of pizza she stopped, slipped the shorts
off and handed them back to Matt.  The rest of the meal she ate stood up
with Matt caressing one bum cheek and Stacey the other.

   By the end of the afternoon Ann had been allowed to shower and dress and
when Mr & Mrs Stevens finally arrived home three perfectly normal teenagers
greeted them.

   It was the following day that things got difficult.

   Ann was shaken awake by Stacey a little before 8.00.

   "C'mon time to get up and play" she announced.

   In fact that early morning stuff was quite fun.  Ann was stripped and
showered by the two siblings.  In between times she had to suck Matt off
and spend some time with Stacey sat on her face, but she felt clean, fresh
and aroused by the time the front door slammed shut and cars could be heard
on the gravel drive.

   "No cleaners today Ann, no need for clothes until later." Announced Matt
as they escorted their naked plaything downstairs.  Breakfast over and Matt
found a digital camera which he used to take shots of bare cunt from every
possible angle.  Another blow job before 11.00 and Ann was allowed to relax
a bit.

   "ok" announced Stacey "Matt has some friends coming over after lunch."

   Ann looked terrified "So we need some rules in advance." She went on
"Ann you can wear my white bikini, the one with the sequins, just so the
boys don't get carried away.  During their stay you must answer any
question honestly.  One lie and you fail.  One lie and you could be meat to
a hungry pack."

   "Stacey" Ann started to protest but the other girl had turned her back
already.  Ann trooped upstairs to find and put on the said white bikini. 
Ann new full well that if that bikini got wet then the only thing to block
the view would be those damned sequins.  Other than that it was almost
entirely see through.

   The time came soon enough and four new boys stood before her.  There was
little pretence and thy devoured her near naked body with their eyes and
made lewd comments about counting sequins and fiddling with glitter.  Names
were provided and Ann focussed and caught Dave and Mike but wasn't sure
which face they belonged too.  All she knew was that Stacey was planning
the ultimate test this afternoon.

   The boys sat around the patio drinking cheap beer.  Stacey,
conservatively dressed in dungarees and a long sleeved t shirt moved about
them chatting amiably as she gave periodic instructions to Ann to sit in a
particular position, pretend to fall asleep with her hand between her
spread legs and then do a mock striptease to some vaguely Arabic music that
Stacey arranged to play.

   The boys lapped that up.

   Eventually, Stacey whispered in her ear and Ann frowned, stopped the
music and taking Matt by the hand went into the house.

   "I have to blow you" said Ann by way of explanation.

   "Go for it sweetheart" said a rather more macho, aggressive Matt, "here
will do." And he forced her to her knees halfway up the hallway.

   Meanwhile Stacey had the boys gathered around.  She explained that her
friend had a few problems with sex and stuff and asked if they would be
kind to her.

   "Basically the clinical term is really long, but really she's just a
slut.  She loves cock, she loves being tied up, she loves being spanked and
she'll answer almost all questions honestly." The guys were starting to
lose faith, this was too good to be true and Stacey could sense it.  "tell
you what" she went on "When she comes back ask her what she's been doing.
Matt's with her he'll know the truth.  If its like I say about that then
it's like I say about everything right.  More beer anybody?"

   "Hey wait up"said one of them "what's the question she won't answer
honestly?"

   "Ah that's the real sad part, if you get her naked, tied up and really
worked up and then ask if she wants you to fuck her she'll always say no.
She means yes but she says no."

   "Yeah right" said another "and then she goes screaming rape"

   "look" said Stacey "would a girl wear a see through bikini around
strangers if she wasn't up for it?"

   "It ain't see through" said another

   "It is when it gets wet" smiled Stacey.

   Matt led Ann back to the group a short time later.  Nothing was said for
many moments and then one of the lads got his nerve up.

   "Hey Ann" he called out

   She looked at him.

   "where you been - what you been doing?" he asked

   Ann looked at Stacey who smiled sweetly back.

   "I went inside with Matt - I sucked him off." She finally said

   The boys looked at Matt who grinned and gave a thumbs up.  High fives
flew around the group and nobody notice Stacey whisper in Ann's ear. 
Nobody noticed Ann get up and walk inside.  The first thing they noticed
was the splash of water as she dived in.  By the time Ann surfaced the
poolside was ringed by boys.

   "I think that you ought to get out of the pool Ann, especially if you
just had a snack." Said Stacey with a knowing grin.

   Ann climbed slowly out and turned to face the boys for their inevitable
reaction.  It was louder and more volatile than she had expected and she
looked down to discover a complete lack of sequins.  A gesture from Stacey
led her eyes to a number of small shiny dots floating in and on the water,
however she had done it Stacey had ensured her friend was effectively naked
with a bunch of horny drunk teenage boys.

   "Hey" said one of them, possibly Mike "Stacey says you love being tied
up and spanked.  Is it true."

   Another roar went around the boys as she nodded quietly.

   It was like a scene from some ancient western.  The primary difference
being that the outlaw being dragged towards a large oak was in fact a 13
year old girl.  By the time that they arrived Matt had returned with a
length of rope which was promptly tossed over one of the lower branches. 
Ann had her wrists tied to one end and he other was tied off to another
small branch lower down.

   She could touch the ground if she stood on tip toes but that was about
it.

   The firs swipe from a belt whipped at her buttocks and a shudder of pain
ran through her.  The second and third were better placed and lashed her
buttocks causing more pain but equal pleasure.  A groan escaped her lips.

   "Hey she's loving it" said a voice "Can we get her tits out" the voice
questioned.

   "Ask her" replied Stacey.

   "hey girl, yeah Ann, can we play with your nipples and tits?"

   The question came in with another lash from the belt and a hissing
"yessssss" slipped from her lips.  Her bikini top was on the floor seconds
later.  Whilst a couple of the lads whipped her with their belts from
behind the others took turns mauling and tweaking those young breasts. 
Within moments shudders were racking her body and Ann was sweating
liberally.  A hand slipped down the front of her bikini bottoms and Ann
groaned again as a finger slipped between her outer lips.

   "She sure is wet guys" said the explorer as he tugged at the ties on the
side of her bikini bottoms.

   As that last vestige of clothing fell away and Ann felt the breeze
briefly across her body she half opened her eyes and made eye contact with
one of her attackers.

   "come here" she mouthed.

   He moved towards her and she bent her head to whisper to him.

   "What's your name.  I need to know the name of the boy who takes my
cherry." She hissed

   "What?" he asked "Are you asking me to fuck you?"

   "Oh shit yeah" replied Ann "But you'll need to lower my arms a bit so I
can bend forward"

   Instructions were given, the rope was loosened and re-tied and Ann was
able to stand properly for a moment.  An urgent hand between her shoulders
told her to bend and she did so, parting her legs as she went.

   An erect cock slipped between her lips and into her mouth before her
chosen boy had positioned himself behind her and she sucked on him. 
Eventually the boy dropped his trousers and slid his erection between her
thighs.  He seemed to expect it to automatically find its target but
eventually realised he would have to offer some guidance and Ann felt his
hand between her thighs too.

   Penetration, when it came, was almost a relief to the girl.  The boy
slid in quietly, reversed and came on again, reversed once more and then
slammed into her ripping any flimsy membrane to shreds in the process.  Ann
would have cried out but the cock in her mouth kept her from doing so.

   The boys failed spectacularly o find any rhythm and Ann found herself
being impacted from both ends at the same time.  Equally, her breasts had
not escaped attention and other boys were tugging and squeezing them whilst
shouting encouragement to the two boys penetrating the young teen.

   Ann felt the hot spurt inside of her belly at around the same time as
number 2 filled her mouth.  Pain from a particularly forceful nipple twist
combined and she tipped over the edge and into oblivion.

   When she came too she was lying on her back.  Her wrists were still tied
but she had been lowered to the floor and a bunch of anxious faces stood
around her.

   Ann focussed on the boy who she had invited in and smiled a welcome.  He
crouched down alongside the girl.

   "What's your name?" she asked him

   "Martin" he replied "I was kinda surprised when you said I should fuck
you"

   Ann looked around the faces, spotted Stacey smiling down and somehow
knew that she had gone off script.

   "Jeez Martin, what did you guys expect when you got me so hot and
tingly?"

   "Well, your friend said that it was part of the condition that you would
always say no to being fucked no matter how much you really wanted it." The
boy replied

   Ann was quiet for a minute and then whispered back "That's not me.  My
problem is that I always say yes.  I was placed here because of her
problem. It's Stacey that always says no, and it's Stacey that always
really needs it." Ann saw the look of confusion on the boys face.  "Go on
Martin, ask her."

   Martin stood and turned to Stacey.

   She looked at him quizzically.

   "Can I fuck you" he asked her, loud and clear.

   Stacey snorted her derision "No you fucking can't" she almost screamed
as she started walking away from the group.

   "I think you want me to" shouted Martin

   "No way, go away, play with her" the slightly frightened girl shouted
back - still moving towards the house.

   Looking over her shoulder at the group she recognised the pack that she
had created and with true fear she knew that she didn't have control.  One
by one each of the animals turned to stare at the fully clothed girl who
was just breaking into a run.

   As Stacey turned for the house the pack moved with her, the faster she
moved the more they gained and the defiant scream that rang out moments
later brought a giggle back to Ann.

   Ann rolled over onto her stomach and, aware of the ache in her groin and
her arms, she struggled to her feet before following the pack back towards
the house.

   Ann walked in to the pool area.  Clothing, Stacey's clothing started
appearing just inside the door.  The trail led away towards the rest of the
house and the she followed it.

   Her thong was at the foot of the stairs and Ann almost went up but
noises from the kitchen attracted her attention instead.

   Ann stood in the doorway and watched boy after boy slide between the
slippery thighs of the girl who would experiment.  As each finished making
deposits at the first bank they would walk up the high street and have
their cars valeted at the other.  For some time Stacey had cocks in both
cunt and mouth, wheals around her naked breasts suggested some struggle but
there was none now.  The scientist had blown up the lab and the rats were
feasting.  The scientist was loving it.

   Ann saw Matt sitting quietly on a kitchen counter watching.  He was
still fully clothed.

   As the queue finished Ann called the boys over.  "C'mon guys, we have
unfinished business, let's leave these two alone for a bit."

   Ann looked over her shoulder as Matt lowered his shorts and his sister
parted her legs just a little bit further in total, absolute submission. 
Ann managed to coax most of the boys back to life and she willingly parted
her legs for each and every one before the two girls were reunited,
encouraged to enjoy each other for a while and then used and abused all
over again.
   End of Part 4