{martinmac}Book 1 New Year 16/30 (MMffgg ped rom inc
fist cons oral non con bdsm)
This story is different to my other stories, It is much darker
in the middle, exploring the effects of non consensual bdsm.
It does have a happier ending though. Martinmac
Sunday morning, as I woke I felt bodies in front and behind
me. I opened my eyes and saw Mandy cuddled up in my
arms, Natalie was spooning with her and Gill was spooning
me. There was a look of peace on Mandy's face that hadn't
been there when we first met. She felt tiny in my arms; she
was actually about Becky's size. I untangled myself from
Mandy and slid off the bed. Natalie looked at me as I filled
the kettle. A red light flashed on the panel and on a little fob.
I dressed and went out of the van. I picked up the cassette
hose I connected one end to the water tank filler and
unwound the hose all the way to the water tanker. I made the
connection and turned the water on. The fob started beeping
at me until finally the last green light flashed. I turned the
water off and disconnected. I started rolling the hose up as I
walked down the field. I looked out across the fair; over on
the steam lines I could see pillars of smoke rising on the still
morning air. I looked at my watch. 6:00. I put the hose away
and went back into the caravan. As I entered Natalie got off
the bed and walked over to me. She sat me down and then
sat on my lap. Her bare thighs were warm against my bare
legs and she shivered.
"Roy, how can men be so evil as Mick."
" I don't really know. It is not really about wanting sex; it is
about control and power." I lifted Natalie off my lap and
made us a cup of coffee. I leant across and picked up
Mandy's bag all it contained was jeans and another boy's
shirt. The pants she was wearing last night and the pair in the
bag were a boys style. I showed them to Natalie.
"She really does not want to look like a girl does she?"
"No she doesn't. But why not?"
"The commonest reason for girls pretending to be boys is
that they have been abused badly. I don't mean had sex, as
you only have to look at Becky and when she is not riding
she glories in her femininity. No it is when an abuser tries to
force the girl you get this reaction."
"Poor thing, what does the future hold for her?"
"Well Elena will be in contact with a local support group for
her, Last nights experience seemed to be positive and the
fact that it is in the open for her will help with the healing
process." "I hope she will want to wear some different
clothes today, but I would not be surprised if she doesn't."
"I want you now, you have been very generous helping Gill
and Mandy, can you now help me?"
"Of course love," I stood up and removed my shorts and
pants I sat down on the sofa and pulled Natalie on to my lap.
My cock slid straight into her wet cunt. I was soon fucking
her, my hands were cupping her small tits and my mouth
was engaged with hers. I moved my hands down to her
buttocks and pulled her into my groin so each time she slid
down my cock she was penetrated to the maximum. I started
cumming and my orgasm triggered Natalie's. She bit my
shoulder to keep herself from crying out. She released my
shoulder from her teeth and I crooked my neck and looked
down to see the ring of teeth marks there. I looked up as I
kissed her and saw Mandy looking at us with open eyes.
"Come over and join us." She moved across the bed and
padded over the floor and sat down beside me. Natalie
leaned over and kissed her. I raised my arm and put it round
her shoulder and pulled her into me.
"How are you feeling this morning?" "Are you alright?"
"Oh yes, Roy, Nat I feel so alive I want to jump up and run
round the camp field!"
"Well I hope you don't, or at least you wait until you are
dressed."
She looked down at herself and blushed. "I feel different this
morning, I feel alive."
I looked at Natalie and smiled. She went into the bathroom
and I heard her running water. She came through with a
bowl of warm water, a flannel and towel. She stood Mandy
up and carefully washed her. Then she went to Becky's
cupboard and fetched out a bra, panties and a sundress. She
picked up Mandy's boots and checked the size. Then she
pulled out a pair of lacy white ankle socks and a pair of
white trainers. Natalie knelt at Mandy's feet and put the
socks on, then she pulled the thong up her legs and snugged
the triangle of cotton over her cunt. Then she stood up and
tried Becky's bra on her, with a couple of adjustments to the
strap it was a reasonable fit. Then she lifted the sundress
over Mandy's shoulders and helped to settle it. Finally she
put the trainers on Mandy's feet and tied them.
Natalie covered Mandy's eyes and walked her across to the
mirror in the bathroom. Faced her to it and uncovered her
eyes. I watched Mandy's eyes go round in astonishment. Her
face had a good colour but her arms and legs were white.
Apart from that she looked stunning, long shapely legs, a
nice swell to the breast and brown hair in a neat pageboy cut.
"Is that really me?"
"Yes love it is."
"But my arms and legs are so white."
"Don't worry we can soon deal with that. Strip off again and
I will sort it."
Natalie went into the bathroom and brought out a bottle and
some cotton wool balls. "Stand on this piece of towel."
Mandy stood there and Natalie quickly wiped on a yellow
lotion, giving a smooth even coat to her arms and legs. She
waited 10 minutes then took her into the shower and washed
it off her. Her limbs were now a nicely even tan colour.
Natalie dried her and rubbed moisturising cream into
Mandy's skin. Then she re dressed her and invited her to
look again. Mandy showed a look of absolute pleasure at
what she saw.
"I will have to get my own clothes on now, but at least I
know I can look good."
"Keep those on if you want. Becky won't mind, I can always
replace them. Or tell you what, let's go up into the market
this morning and kit you out properly. You deserve it. It can
be your, new birthday, present. Because last night you
started your new life, no longer in fear of your dad."
"Do you really mean that Roy."
"Natalie will tell you, I only say something if I mean it." I
made us all a drink and started to cook breakfast.
"Roy, who is Becky?"
"I forgot we hadn't told you about her, she is my sister in
law and in four and a half years she will be my daughter in
law as well. She is Natalie's sister, she is engaged to my son
and she will be flying in tomorrow after competing in the
first of the Olympic trials. She is hoping to represent Great
Britain in the Olympics next year."
"Oh wow!"
We had better wake your cousin up so she will be ready for
breakfast and Natalie you had better get some clothes on."
Natalie laughed," I forgot I was still nude." She went to her
cupboard and pulled out a dress, which complemented
Mandy's and quickly got dressed.
Mandy stood by Gill and woke her. It was a picture to see
Gill trying to work out who had woken her. Then to see the
joy on her face as she saw what Mandy was wearing. After
breakfast we sorted the caravan and put it straight. I
explained that we couldn't have such long showers every
day as we had run the water down. No major problem it was
refilled now. I unplugged my mobile phone from the car
charger and made sure it was switched on. I put it in my
pocket with my wallet and we set off for the market.
Mandy held my hand as we walked. I explained to Gill what
Colin had said about her wages and that she did not have to
work. We walked to the girls clothing stall in the third aisle,
Natalie had told me that was where the best stall was. I
spoke to the lady in charge and she helped us to choose a
sundress. Mandy liked several of them so I had those put to
one side. Finally she chose the one she really loved. I picked
up some packs of cotton socks whilst Natalie and Gill picked
the knickers. Thongs and g-strings was all I could see them
pick up. The stallholder then measured Mandy for a new bra.
I explained she had come to stay with us last night and her
bra didn't fit and she was wearing my sister in laws bra.
Mandy chose a bra in the right size and I whispered to the
woman to put 3 more in the bag of differing colours, Natalie
discussed what colours as I took Mandy to the shoe section.
She picked a pair of trainers and I looked at a pair of smart
shoes as well. Mandy said,
" You have spent too much on me already." I insisted and
paid for all the clothes including the sundresses that were
nice but not the favourite. We carried the bags back to the
caravan and Mandy quickly stripped off. She unpacked a
thong and a bra and put those on followed by a pair of ankle
socks then she opened the bag with her sundress in and
nearly fainted when she pulled out 6 sundresses.
"How come!"
"When you put one aside with a nice but not what I am
looking for I put it to one side separate to the ones you didn't
like and then I bought them all." She slipped the dress on
and then the black shoes. "Mandy you look a million dollars.
Keep them on to show your aunty Rose and uncle Leonard. I
think they will like it.
"Natalie took Gill to one side, "we will take you shopping
tomorrow, today needed to be for Mandy to help her
continue becoming a young lady."
"You needn't worry. I am 20 and I know how much I have
to thank you both for without you buying me anything."
The phone rang it was the gate, Elena was there, I said to
them to wait and put the kettle on whilst I fetched Elena. We
were very soon back at the caravan. On the way I had given
brief information on what we had discovered. She wanted to
speak separately with Mandy first and then to talk with Gill.
I had to sit in with Mandy, as she was so young. Normally
we would ask the father to sit in or failing that the mother,
but in the circumstances I think it is a good job neither of
them are present. Elena brought out the tape recorder and
started it recording. Elena asked her to go over in detail what
had happened last year.
"Do you just want to hear about last year? Or from when it
started?" I looked at Elena with a horrified look on my face.
What came out was a catalogue of abuse. Forcible non-
consensual violence and buggery. I had thought that Becky
was into hardcore masochism but Mandy's dads's ideas were
in a league of his own. At one point Elena asked Mandy to
take her dress off. Elena showed me the white scars from a
really vicious whipping that Mandy had described, she said
she had bled a lot and salt had been poured onto her back to
stop it becoming infected and that she screamed with the
pain. When asked why her mum had not intervened Mandy
had to admit she didn't know. What did Mick do about
contraception? I suppose he didn't want to make you
pregnant as it all may have come out. Mum gave me a tablet
every day. Mandy went to her wash bag and brought them
out. Mum said they would stop me having a baby. I looked
at the box; it had her mums name on. Elena then took some
very careful photographs with both a normal camera on a
tripod and a digital camera. She put one of the pictures into
my laptop and printed it out. Then she carefully marked all
the whip marks, 50 in all. I hope that the scars would fade
more but Elena said that she thought Mandy was scarred for
life. She continued taking the details down. When she got to
the bit about waking up in hospital she was asked for the
name of the hospital. Finally Elena had it all written down. I
felt awful that I had not seen the scars on her back.
"Were you looking for them?"
"I had to admit that I hadn't" Mandy went out to join Gill
and Natalie. I showed Elena the clothes she had been
wearing last night. Elena looked at them and I could see
understanding on her face. She stopped the tape recorder.
"I knew something had happened to Mandy recently, she
was wearing brand new clothing, in fact the label is still on
the dress. I was wondering what. Then you showed me a bag
of boys clothes that she had been wearing. Roger told me in
confidence that you, how shall we say it, like young people.
I hear a story of appalling abuse, of a hatred of men and boys
and then I see her cuddling up to you. I don't want to know
what you did because as your legal advisor if I hear of you
committing a crime I should advise you to report yourself to
the police or do it myself. If I don't hear from you I don't
have to do anything. In one respect I am horrified at
underage sex, but in this case a girl seems a lot happier.
Don't say any more. I then went out and Gill went in. I had
picked up some bottles of pop from the fridge, which I
shared out. I sat out in the sun watching the world go by.
Mandy was on one side of me and Natalie the other side.
Finally Gill came out. I went back into Elena. She switched
the tape off.
"Gill told me what happened last night, with the tape off I
hasten to add. What I did was not switch the tape on when
she came in but after we had talked. They put you into an
impossible situation. I think you handled it in the best way
you could. I think it has been good for Mandy. Only time
will tell what else she needs. There is enough evidence to
call the police in. Mandy must not go home, it would be too
dangerous for her.
"Well Gill's mum and dad have invited us over for lunch,
they are trying to think of anyone else who might be in
trouble because of Mick's actions. They have said she can
stay with them."
"I don't think that is very wise either, there could be family
repercussions."
" She could stay with me at the old rectory, trouble is I wish
I had more room in this van." "I wonder if I can borrow a
tent or a caravan and then Nicky and Becky could sleep in
that when they arrive. Mandy could then sleep in the other
bed."
"Yes that would work." We went out and spoke to the girls,
Gill said her mum had a caravan and she and Mandy could
sleep in that if we preferred. I rang her mum and explained
what Elena had said and asked if we could borrow her
caravan for the girls.
"No problem Roy. We will see you shortly.
I went to the next-door motor caravan and explained a bit of
what had happened and would they be able to move pitch so
that I could care for the girls on an adjoining pitch. They
agreed and I said I would speak with the stewards regarding
assistance for the repitching. We all then left for Gill's
house. We talked with the stewards and they would organise
a good pitch for the motor caravan. We then set off. We
arrived at Gill's home. Elena and I joined Rose and Leonard
in the lounge. Whilst the girls went up to Mandy's room to
look at clothes. Elena didn't spare them the details and when
she described Mandy's whipping I thought Rose was going
to be sick. She then showed them the picture she had printed.
You could see the lines of the scar in vivid detail.
"Have you thought of any other children who may have been
similarly treated?"
"Well there is Mandy's sister of course and another of the
cousins, she would be mid 20's now but is very withdrawn."
"Is Mandy's sister at home?"
"Yes, she is only 8 years old. I think we need to get the
police round here along with social services. I would suggest
that Roy and Natalie look after Mandy and her sister as well,
there could be family pressures put on you over this. In
addition, Mandy has linked to Roy and Natalie. Take a look
at her when she comes down." Rose went to the bottom of
the stairs and called them all down for lunch. When Mandy
came into the dining room Rose and Leonard suffered from
dropped jaw syndrome.
"You were correct, what a change in 24 hours." Rose served
lunch whilst Elena was on the phone to the local police.
They arranged to come at 3:00 and would bring a social
worker with them. Whilst we waited on the police Mandy
was telling Rose about her shopping this morning, how she
had warn my sister in laws clothes. Rose looked at me and I
explained. I think it just dawned on them that Natalie was
my wife and not my daughter.
Finally the police and social worker came. Elena and I sat in
on Mandy's interview. She had to strip to her bra and panties
again to allow the woman detective and the social worker to
view her back. She took Mandy right through her story. At
the end Mandy went up to join her cousin and my wife.
Elena showed the detective her notes and said if you
compare the two tapes they contain the same information.
Gill came down and was taken through the same procedure.
Finally the distressing interviews were over.
"I think what we need to do is to go to Mick's house and
arrest him and his wife. Bring Kate back here to meet up
with her sister and then gently question her. They took Rose
with them to reassure Kate. Less than an hour later they were
back. There was a Team of detectives searching Mick's
house, Mick and his wife were in custody and Kate was here
with Mandy, Gill and Natalie. Mandy brought Kate into the
lounge; the woman detective, the social worker, Elena and I
were there. Mandy brought Kate over to sit by me. She lifted
my arm over her head to rest it on her shoulder and drew her
sister onto her lap. I heard Mandy tell her sister, it is all right
to tell everything. I heard the click of the tape recorder. The
microphone was on the arm of the sofa by Kate.
Kate said. " But dad told me never to tell."
"Kate, he told me never to tell and I have told. Roy can you
lift my dress up to show Kate my back."
"Ok," I lifted her dress up and showed Kate Mandy's back.
"Poo that's nothing look at mine. She stood up and pulled
her jumper and blouse off, her blouse was white, but stained
black and red. Her back was a mass of drying blood; there
were some fresh bleeding points. The social worker left the
room green faced. I could see her in the front garden being
sick. I have to admit I felt pretty bad myself. The detective
radioed through for the police doctor and the scene of crimes
officer to attend. The social worker came in with a glass of
water. I looked more closely at Kate and saw rope burns on
her wrists. I pointed them out to the detective. Mandy drew
Kate over to sit on my lap.
"Kate, Roy is a good man; he bought me all these new
clothes today. He has helped me about my feelings about
dad." I could feel Kate quivering on my lap. I gently stroked
her head and whispered sweet nothings in her ears.
None of us felt very good about interviewing Kate. Finally
Elena started to gently ask questions of the little mite. I rang
Natalie's mobile and asked her to bring a quilt to the door
and knock. Two minutes later there was a knock and the
social worker answered the door. She took the quilt. I smiled
to my wife as the door closed. By the look on her face I
knew she had seen the mess that was Kates back. I spread
the quilt over Kate to keep her warm. Elena continued to
draw Kates story from her. She admitted her legs and bum
were very sore as well. I stood her up and gently removed
her trousers. More cuts and bruises. I could see they spread
under her knickers so I looked at the social worker and
together we removed them. The knickers were wet on the
inside, I felt them and my finger came away red with blood.
I gently lowered Kate onto my lap again; I could feel the
blood on my bare legs. I covered Kate over. I gripped
Mandy's hand and asked if she wanted to leave.
"No she is my sister, we stay together."
Kate was holding very tight to my hand. "Cuddle me please,
oh I am hurting so bad." Her voice was almost a whimper. I
put my arms under the quilt and oh so very gently hugged
her. I kissed her lined forehead.
"Thank you, that feels so good." Elena sat down beside Kate
and continued questioning.
"What did your dad use on you."
"A whip."
"How did he hold you to whip you?"
"He tied me to a hook in the ceiling. By my hands and then
tied my ankles to the floor."
"Did you scream or shout for help?"
"Yes, but my mum never came, even though she was
downstairs."
"What about your sister?"
Oh he never did anything when she was around." "He told
me never to tell her or he would do worse things to both of
us."
"What did he threaten?"
"That he would sit me on the sharp end of the snooker cue
and let me drop. He knew how that frightened me because he
used to put the blunt end into my front and back holes and
pushed me on it. I screamed for hours after that."
"When did he last do that?"
"This morning, before he whipped me." The detective then
asked.
"What did he do with the snooker cue afterwards?"
"He took it downstairs I think he put it back on the snooker
table."
The detective got on the radio; She directed the officers at
the house to the snooker table and described what they were
looking for. It was only a matter of minutes until the radio
message came back. They had the cue; there was what
appeared to be blood and faeces on the butt. The doctor and
the Scenes of crime officer then arrived. Between them they
lifted the quilt off us and looked at Kate. They gently
covered her again.
"How much longer will you be questioning the little mite?"
"About 10 minutes, why?"
"I am going to call the ambulance, I have seen this, I heard
the message about the cue, I can guess what that cue was
used for. I will only let her be examined under anaesthetic."
"He looked at me and asked what I was doing there holding
the tortured girl. Mandy spoke up.
"Leave Roy alone, it is because of him and his wife that this
has come out into the open." I smiled at my protector.
"Roy, Kate seems to trust you, could you carry her out to the
ambulance and hold her until she has her operation to clean
her up."
"Yes I will do that. I looked to the social worker, if she is
allowed out tonight could she come back to stay with Mandy
and Gill at my caravan. I think she will feel safer there."
"Yes I think that might be possible. She seems to have
bonded to you."
"I don't know about bonding but she is literally stuck to me
with her blood."
"The doctor came for another look when he heard that
comment, he tried to move the little mite but he could see
my skin moving with her" He got out his blood pressure
machine again. Her blood pressure was down and her pulse
was up. Can you hurry that ambulance up she seems to have
lost a lot of blood." He looked again at her back. That's
where most of it has gone, from the whipping. The detective
came off the radio.
"Two minutes."
"Can you call the others in?" Natalie and Gill came in.
"Natalie, can you and Gill look after Mandy until I come
home from hospital with Kate, it will be either tonight or
tomorrow at a guess."
"Of course Roy. So long as someone can organise us getting
back with the other caravan." Leonard said he would deal
with that. Elena would go on with Rose to see Margaret the
other cousin we suspected of being harmed. The doctor gave
Kate an injection to ease the pain. The ambulance arrived
and they transferred Kate and me to a stretcher and wheeled
us out to the ambulance. As I left the room I could see a
large blood stain on the sofa where I had been sitting.
Leonard would drive my van back to the campsite with the
extra caravan and the girls; he would speak with his friend
Colin. Then he would wait for Elena or Rose to come back
and fetch him back. The police would organise my transfer
from Poole hospital.
Once in the ambulance the paramedic struggled to put a
venflon in Kates arm. I could hear him saying she was in
shock. He got it in and strapped her arm to a board, then he
started the saline drip and the Haemocell drip. I could see
they were being run in fast. As they set off they put the blues
and twos on. Kate smiled as she heard the sirens clearing the
way for her. The painkiller was putting her to sleep, but not
deeply enough to be totally pain free, she felt every bump
transmitted through my legs. I looked through the back
window as the following police car moved out to pass us. I
looked forward through the doorway to the windscreen then
I could see it ahead of us clearing our path. We went through
the first junction against the red lights. Two police
motorcycles joined us blocking roundabouts and traffic
flows to let us speed through to the hospital. I then realised
young Kate was very ill indeed. They wouldn't escort her
unless she needed it. The paramedic peeled back the quilt
more and winced as he saw the mess Kate was in. he quickly
connected the pads from the ECG machine to her chest and
put an oxygen mask over her face. Even I could hear that the
pulse was way to fast. The blood pressure was very low too.
I broke down in tears; I could no longer hold them back. The
paramedic told me it wasn't much further and he wiped my
eyes as my hands were holding the frail body of Kate. He
took her other arm and slid a second venflon into her vein, a
third bag was attached pumping the vital fluid into her body.
He was squeezing both the bags to try to get the life saving
fluids into her. The journey seemed to go on for ever. The
Haemocell bag was replaced with another. I could hear the
rapid beat of her pulse recorded on the machine.
We swung into the hospital behind the police car. I was
conscious of eyes following me as we were wheeled into the
resuscitation/major trauma room. They helped me across
onto the trolley; then they took the quilt from around my
charge. There was a sharp intake of breath as they saw the
mess she was in.
"Are you all right till we get her into theatre?" " We need
everything just so." " We will put her out and then take you
both in, we will start the blood going into her and then wash
the blood between you two until she is freed, then we will
gently lift her off you and put her on the table. We will need
to look at you to try and identify what is coming off her.
Once we know that you will be taken through to the showers
and can get changed whilst we look after this little mite. As
far as we can tell her major problems are blood loss and
dehydration and possible internal injuries. That is why we
have been rushing about. We have been replacing fluids; we
are now giving her blood. I looked at the drip stand, the
Haemocell and saline had been removed and two bags of
blood were running into her. A bottle of antibiotic was being
added. So she is now safe, we are getting the shock under
control, the blood pressure has stopped falling and the pulse
has stopped rising. We will know more when we get her
onto the table.
The anaesthetist gave her an injection through her venflon, I
felt her body sag on my lap as the drug took effect, they
waited until a nurse put a gown as far round me as she could
get and then a mask and hat. Someone put overshoes on my
feet ready for when I moved out. The surgeon came round
the front of me and gently moved Kate's top leg. The junior
doctor washed around the skin with saline until the leg was
free, the lamp was angled down and the surgeon put a
speculum inside her vagina. Then a tube with a bright light
on the end was inserted into her vagina, I watched the inside
of her vagina on the television monitor,
"Slight tear, no damage, no damage. Hymen missing, vagina
stretched to near adult size, cervix bruised, signs of
scratching, no active bleeding points. I breathed a sigh of
relief as he reported all clear no gross internal damage. I
heard him describe how he was treating the internal
scratches. A nurse was in the corner making notes, I could
see the red eye of a video camera recording the scene. The
doctor was then soaking Kate's back to separate her from my
shirt then it was her other leg and her bum. Finally she was
free. She was lifted up. The surgeon took a tube from the
nurse. It went into her bum. He was checking the immediate
entry as he probed
" A bleeder," he was given a pair of forceps on a wire he
inserted them and there was a quiet buzz, "Washout please.
His assistant gave him a nozzle, water squirted out. As he
inserted it into the tube blood and clots came away from her.
He withdrew the washer and a second tube was inserted. It
had two hoses and a camera tube. They were washing out
her rectum. They were watching the outflow very carefully.
There was a continuous report, blood, blood. Bleeder. Again
the surgeon carefully sealed the where the blood was coming
from. Again he washed her out. This time after the initial
blood the water ran clear. The camera was advanced, no
damage, no damage. I was relieved it sounded like she may
not be seriously injured internally. Finally the tube had been
advanced 6 inches and the scope a further 12 inches. No
more damage seen after the two blood vessels. There was a
feeling of relief around the table. The doctor closely
examined my lap; there was faecal matter and blood, lots of
blood. We now knew where the blood had come from, her
bum and all the whip cuts.
"Roy the nurse will take you through for a shower and get
you something to wear. I should be finished in here in an
hour." "We will x-ray her to check for broken bones, then
clean her up and seal the skin against infection." I went
through to the showers and kicked my trainers off then stood
under the shower fully clothed. I could see the blood
streaming away from me. My legs were sticky with blood, it
had run down and soaked into my socks. I scrubbed them
down with the soap. I heard the door open and a nurse said,
"Come out from there; lets get you undressed." She helped
me to take off my blood soaked clothes and then she pushed
me back under the shower. She washed me down, scrubbing
me with the liquid soap. I watched the blood streaming away
from my body. Finally I was clear of Kate's blood. I turned
the shower off and dried myself. There was a pair of
trousers, a jumper and a pair of socks waiting for me. I put
them on along with my shoes. My wallet and phone were by
them. I picked up the phone expecting it to be dead and was
surprised when I opened it and saw the face light up. I put it
in my pocket along with my wallet. My clothes were in a
carrier bag on the floor. I came out of the shower and the
health care assistant was waiting for me. Will you come with
me; I was taken to the relative's room to wait. A police
officer came in.
"Mr McGarvy?" "I have a message for you from D.I.
Chambers. Margaret has been questioned; she was another
victim of Mick from about 10 years ago. She is thankful that
he has been caught but is feeling guilty that others have been
abused because she said nothing. She thinks that there were
some others, Her aunt is talking with her; she has a tape
recorder so we should know of others. The DI has arranged
help for her with social services. Mick is in an
uncomfortable cell and we are talking with mother."
The HCA asked if I wanted to use the phone, I did. I rang
Natalie.
"How are you all?"
"We are fine how is Kate?"
"I left her in theatre about 30 minutes ago, there appear to be
no major internal injuries to her vagina or bum. She was
bleeding a lot and that is why she was so ill. They are taking
x-rays and cleaning up her back and legs. I am waiting for
more news. I will be back tonight or if not I will ring you."
A mug of coffee and a plate of sandwiches were brought in
and I just sat and waited. Finally the surgeon came in. He
had the beginnings of a smile on his face.
"There are no more internal injuries that we could find, her
vagina and anus are on the whole clear," I looked at him.
"You heard about the small tear at the entrance to the vagina
and the scratches and bruising to the cervix. There is also an
old scar in her anus and those burst veins, nothing major."
"Well I will rephrase that. If we hadn't stopped the bleeding
and the paramedic hadn't run all those bags of fluid into her
we would have lost her. But they are stopped, her blood has
been replaced, we have cleaned her back, bottom and legs.
We have put steristrip closures on the worst whip cuts and
then sprayed her entire back, bottom and legs with Nu-Seal
an artificial skin, she will have to come back in 5 days for it
to be re-done under anaesthetic, that is next Friday but once
she has eaten you will be able to take her home. She will
have to be a bit careful the rest of today and tomorrow, but
she can be the judge of what she wants to do. I will take you
through now. The social worker is there with Elena," he
smiled and said, "there are a few forms to sign." I followed
him through to the room in the observation ward.
There was a little girl lying in the bed, as she saw me her
face lit up. The nurse was taking her blood pressure and
pulse. The drip stand was in the corner with two empty bags
of blood and a bottle of what I took to be antibiotic; there
were no tubes in the venflon.
"Roy, Roy."
I walked over to her and kissed her. I sat beside her and she
grasped my hand. Her eyes slowly closed. The social worker
and Elena were waiting for me. They came over and sat by
me. The social worker went first.
"Mr McGarvy Mandy has said that she would like to stay
with you for the time being. In the circumstances we agree
even though you live a long way out of area. We are more
worried about Kate. If she were to stay with you she would
be a long way from her family and from us. In addition, you
are not on our approved panel of foster carers and that does
concern us. There was a small voice from the bed. We all
bent over to listen.
"I want to be with Roy and Mandy," this was repeated; the
words slurred.
Elena looked at the social worker.
"Out of the mouths of babes. Anyway if Roy had not
brought all this to our attention the outcome would be very
different." She then whispered, "Kate would have been dead,
then she would have been a long way from relatives, you
heard what Mandy said when Roy asked if she wanted to
leave the room. She is my sister we stay together."
"Alright Miss Barton you have convinced me. The social
worker set to filling out the forms. I realised Elena was
answering for me; finally I just had to sign my name 6 times.
Roy your local social services will be in touch with you
when you get back. One of my colleagues will arrange to see
you on Wednesday and again on Friday. I really am grateful
for all you have done today. You should feel very proud of
yourself."
"I probably would if I wasn't so exhausted. I felt my hand
being squeezed,
"Can I go home with you now Roy?"
"Only if you eat something first." A nurse brought two
slices of toast and a glass of milk; Kate ate them and drank
the milk.
"Can I go now?"
"As soon as Rose gets back with your clothes from home
and your prescription has been prepared."
"Roy I will be in contact with you and keep you up to date
with how the case is progressing. I will let Roger know what
has happened."
"You will have to sit down with Roger and work out how
much of this comes from the charity and how much is
personal. I cannot get my brain around it. See you when I get
home and thanks again for all you have done."
"The thanks are mine, I have seen an abuser taken down. I
have also learnt the difference between child abuse and child
sex." She gave me a peck on the cheek and set off for home.
"The nurse came in with medication, painkillers and
antibiotics. She removed the venflons from Kate's arms and
taped them up the wounds. She put bandages on Kate's
wrists to protect the Nu-seal and hide the rope burn marks
and finally Rose arrived with Kate's suitcase, I helped her
choose a loose tracksuit and cotton knickers and t-shirt. Then
at her insistence I helped her to dress. I left with a sheaf of
instructions from the hospital, a folder of information from
social services and a suitcase of clothes. I walked out of the
hospital carrying Kate's suitcase; the nurse was wheeling
Kate. Rose had gone ahead to get the car. I saw a pile of
cases in the luggage area of the estate. I strapped Kate into
her seatbelt and sat down besides her putting my seatbelt on.
Rose drove very carefully but couldn't help hurting Kate as
we drove across the camping field. I could see Mandy
watching out of the caravan window. There was a quick
movement and she was running across the corn stubble in
bare feet to get to her sister.
I got Kate out and held her in my right arm, Mandy jumped
up into my left arm and I carried them both across to the
caravan. Natalie was at the cooker with the kettle on. I
picked some clean clothes from the cupboard and went into
the bathroom to change. I came out and asked Rose which
case held Kates nightwear. I opened it and got out her
nightie. I undressed her and put her nightie on her and
tucked her up in my bed. I gave her a glass of milk and a kiss
and said
"Try to settle down now love." The sofa's were covered with
bodies. I sat down with a coffee, I looked out the window
and saw the motor caravan had gone and a caravan was
there. Leonard passed me the keys,
"I'll pick it up on Sunday. We will probably be in during the
week to see you all." I suddenly realised what had been on
the windscreen of Rose's car. A Great Dorset Steam Fair
security pass, giving them access to the site. I waved, Gill
went out to see her mum and dad off and then came in. She
and Natalie sorted tea out for us and before it was cooked
Kate was fast asleep. Natalie and Gill told me all about the
interview with Margaret. Social services would be going
through the family checking for other abuse victims.
"We discussed the sleeping arrangements, it was quickly
decided by the girls that Mandy and Gill would sleep in
Nicky and Becky's bed whilst Kate would stay with Natalie
and I. What would happen tomorrow is anybodies guess. It
had been a very long day and night. We soon settled down to
sleep. None of us wore any nightwear.
I was woken by cries in the night. I pulled the cord that
switched on the sidelight. Kate was thrashing around crying
and shouting. I cuddled up to her and called her name. I was
stroking her hair as I watched her eyes slowly open.
"Hello little luv, were you having a nightmare." I gently
wiped her eyes of tears and kissed her.
"Oh Roy I dreamt that I was back with my father. He was
beating me again."
"Lets check your back out." I turned her over and lifted her
nightie. I could see some fresh blood under the Nu-skin. I
got up and poured her a glass of milk, she drank it thirstily. I
took a bottle of beer from the fridge and opened it.
"Do you need the toilet Kate?"
"I think I do" she got out of bed and went to the toilet I heard
the pump start as she washed her hands. I drank my bottle of
beer and saw her come out of the toilet nude.
"Where is your nightie Kate?"
"Well you aren't wearing anything, Natalie isn't wearing
anything, so why should I wear anything?" I had no answer
for that. I just lifted her into bed and settled her down
between Natalie and myself. She gave me a kiss; open lipped
and her tongue between my lips. I made no comment and
kissed her back. I turned out the light and closed my eyes. I
heard Kate fall asleep and then settled back down myself.
I was woken again; I felt I was being squashed. I opened my
eyes and Kate was lying across my head. Her crotch was on
my face. I could smell her young skin, overlaid by the
hospital smell of antiseptic. Kate wriggled some more and
her cunt was over my lips. I very gently licked her labia, and
then her clit. I felt her quiver so I did it some more. I licked
hard around her clit and felt it slowly rise. I drew it between
my lips and sucked. Kates breathing quickened. I brought
my finger round and gently rubbed her cunt lips. Moisture
was coating her labia as my finger rubbed back and forth. I
continued sucking on her clit. Her hips started thrusting
deeper into my face. More of my finger was being pushed
into her cunt. Suddenly her body quivered, there was a little
squeal and she subsided into deep sleep. I gently lifted her
off my face and turned her round. I drew her back down the
bed and kissed her sweet lips. Then I drifted back to sleep.
The next thing I know it is daytime, Natalie is at the cooker
making coffee and Kate is kissing me and telling me to wake
up. Natalie looked at me.
"When did she strip off?"
"It was about 3:00 she had a nightmare, then she went to the
toilet and when she came out she was nude. Her reasons. I
was nude, you were nude therefore she would be nude." I
turned to Kate and asked her how she felt.
"I feel great. My back and bum hurt though." I switched on
the radio; it was tuned to the local station. It was news time.
I listened to the reporter giving the world news. Then I really
took notice as the local news started.
"Police arrested a father of two yesterday for extreme cruelty
and child abuse. An eight year old girl was rushed to Poole
hospital yesterday evening with severe trauma to her back
and legs and suspected internal injuries. She was given
painkilling injections and was put on a drip before she was
driven the 20-miles with a police escort. She was taken
straight into theatre as she was suffering from extreme
shock. Unconfirmed reports say that she was brought in on a
carers lap and she had to be separated from the carer under
anaesthetic as her blood had stuck her wounds to the carer.
The latest news on the little girl is that she is satisfactory and
is now resting in the care of the local authority. Her elder
sister is also in the care of social services this morning as she
had also been a victim of her father's brutality. Police
enquiries are continuing.
"That's about me and Mandy isn't it?"
"Yes love it is." "Now you had better get dressed, you had
better wear long trousers and a t-shirt today.
"Can't I wear shorts Roy?"
"Sorry love I don't think it is wise as your back and legs are
so ravaged we don't want a lot of people troubling us."
"Alright Roy. But my trackie bottoms are so warm."
"Lets have a look at what you have." She was right all she
had in the way of trousers was tracksuits. "Ok after breakfast
we will take you to the stall we got your sisters clothes from
and see what we can get." I had better get Colin to come
with me or else the stall holder will be reporting me to the
police."
I rang Colin and arranged to meet him at the top of aisle
three at 9:15. Kate and I set off and met him. I introduced
Kate to Colin, explaining that she was Leonard's niece.
"I presume this delightful young lady is the subject of that
distressing news report."
"Yes she is and I need you to vouch for my character when I
take Kate into the clothing stall, if the proprietor should see
her back with no warning I suspect I would either need an
ambulance or would be arrested or both." We walked down
to the stall and went in. Colin took the proprietor aside and
talked quietly, then we all went through into the changing
area. At Colin's request I took Kate's t-shirt off. The lady
went white; Colin went very quiet. I then explained that the
wounds went down her legs and so she needed some cool
trousers. I suspect a skirt might show too much and shorts
definitely would. More importantly I need you to keep quiet
about seeing Kate. I know it is a good story but I want to
keep her away from the press; that report on the radio was a
damn sight to accurate for my liking. You can tell your
friends on Sunday at lunchtime that she was here today."
She went out into the stall and came back with cotton
trousers, silk trousers silk lingerie and a summer dress. She
tried the dress on Kate, it fitted perfectly. I stepped back and
could not see any wounds, I asked Kate to lift the hem, and it
had to go a fair way before she showed off her wounds. We
bought two of those plus some of the trousers and knickers.
Kate wanted to wear the dress back to the caravan. As I was
paying the bill the stallholder looked at me.
"That girl yesterday morning, was she Kate's sister?"
"You have got it in one. We discovered what happened to
Mandy on Saturday night, came here Sunday morning to get
new clothes and then discovered this little mite yesterday
afternoon. She was in the operating theatre last night and I
was fostering them by 10:00 pm. Yes she was stuck to me
and I had to go in sitting on a stretcher. We were separated
in theatre."
She took the money back out of her pouch, "I can't take your
money, when you are so kind to the little one's."
I gave it back to her. "If you feel you need to be charitable
give it to another little child. I am fortunate in that I have
more than enough money. Help someone else less fortunate.
She gave Kate a little kiss and ran to her caravan. Colin
stayed to keep watch on the stall until she was able to face
her customers.
We walked back to the caravan, "how are you feeling
today."
"A lot better than yesterday Roy." "Can I go round the
show?"
"Of course you can." "We will just take these purchases
back to the caravan and then we can pick everyone up."
We arrived back at the caravan as Natalie was organising the
clear up, Gill and Mandy's bed was put away and the
sleeping bags aired. Then we set off in the mid morning sun
to see round the site. We went across to the steam lines and
saw Happy setting up his ploughing engines. The huge
double-ended plough was sitting there like a praying mantis.
One set of plough shares pointing to the sky.
"Hey Roy, your family seems to have grown a bit?"
I went over to him, "can you keep quiet about that, as I am
fostering two of those girls and I don't want it public."
"Would I be correct in thinking that their father has been
arrested, nudge nudge, wink wink?
"Yes Happy, you are right, but I don't want it spread
around."
"Oh god Roy, no, I was joking! Not the kids whose father
has been arrested, no it couldn't be."
"Yes Happy, it could be and they are."
"I'm so sorry for them, happy that they're with you." He
shook his head and swallowed a few times. "Can I tell Ruth,
she used to work with abused children, if you need help?"
"Thanks Happy, yes tell Ruth, but please keep it within the
family."
"Would they like to ride the plough with you?"
"Even if they don't I would."
"Ok Roy. Girls would you like to ride the plough with Roy?"
"There was an excited yes please.
"All right youngest first." Kate followed me up onto the seat
of the plough. I had her sit on my legs as I held the wheel.
Happy went back to his engine and gave the code on his
whistle; I saw the reply from the engine on top of the plough
hill before I heard it. Then the slack was taken in and we
were away. I kept my eye fixed on the distant engine,
keeping the great plough on course. At the top I steered the
plough across for the last few feet ready for the return and
then stopped. As the plough reversed the uphill seat came
down and we were able to remount. This time I had to
remember to steer in reverse. Too soon we were at the
bottom and Kate ran to Natalie as Mandy joined me on the
plough. We all had a good time riding the plough; to soon I
had to turn the controls over to one of the regulars. I moved
over to Victory to talk with Liam. His wife was thrilled
about the forthcoming move.
We waked on round to where they were setting up the road
making demonstration. I explained to the girls what was
happening and what they were going to do. We walked along
the back roadway to Watford gap, there were gates across
the path, and you had a choice of waiting for the gates to
open or walking round the huge collecting ring. We waited,
watching the traction engines going up from the main arena
or down to the main arena. We could hear the roar of
amalgamated heavy haulage coming up the hill. Escorted by
the wheelmen and the steersmen. They were pulling the tank
transporter and the engines were working flat out. Their
exhaust was punching the smoke high into the sky. The air
seemed to vibrate to the sound of these beauties. Kate
cuddled up to me at the sheer noise. After they were past we
could smell the aroma of hot engine, coal smoke and steam
oil. They opened the gates and we walked through into the
market area.
The market traders were still setting up, as the main show
didn't start until Wednesday. We turned into the first aisle
and strolled down. The girls were so excited. We stopped at
the orange stall and watched as the attendant stuffed oranges
into the juicer and caught cupfuls of juice. I bought us all a
glass; it was very tasty, then moved on to the donut maker.
Hot ring donuts with chocolate sauce. My hanky came into
use to clean chocolate sauce off Kate's cheeks. We walked
up the first aisle, peeping into stalls; I resisted the clamour to
buy everything as we had another 3 miles of market stalls to
cover. What I did was make a note of the stall peg and aisle
number and what it was, then when we had decided which
stall was the best value we would come back and purchase.
The one exception was the mobile phone stand for my
provider. At the top of the aisle by the main drag I went in
and bought three mobile phones linked to my main phone
account. These were for Gill, Mandy and Kate so they could
always contact each other or me. The girls had fun choosing
which model and which colour they wanted. The stallholder
borrowed Natalie's phone to load her phonebook into the
other three phones. He would then put them on charge. We
would pick them up this afternoon after Becky and Nicky
arrived, I would then continue charging them at the caravan.
He gave Natalie her phone back and we set off with the three
large dolls, which were the special offer with the phone.
Kate was starting to drag through tiredness so we stopped
off for lunch. We bought pasties and pop, well cider for Gill
and I, and sat down in front of the dance stage. Kate ate her
lunch and fell asleep in my arms. I said for the others to go
off together and when Kate woke up I would ring Natalie
and then we could meet up. I gave her some money to spend
as she had left her purse in the caravan and the others didn't
have any. Natalie fetched me another pasty, a pot of coffee
and another glass of cider. Gill meanwhile went to the shop
in the next door marquee and bought me the local
newspaper. Natalie and Gill repositioned Kate in my arms so
that she could sleep in peace. I unfolded the paper and front
page, banner headlines.
Local man
held!
Whipped daughters for
his pleasure
I read the story, it gave fairly graphic descriptions of how
Mick had suspended his 8-year-old daughter from the ceiling
and whipped her back bloody. Described how his elder
daughters arm had been broken and how she too had been
whipped. There were hints at what Mick had done with the
snooker cue and that he had spread his attentions to his
nieces. They described the race to hospital and what had
been done there how the girl had to be separated from the
carer in the operating theatre as her blood had stuck them
together. It finished with the comment that the girls were
now in the care of the local authority. There was reference to
Elena Barton of Rogers and Gough, Shrewsbury, being the
one who had, after discovering the torture, called in the
police. A shorter article gave some information about his
wife, she was charged with aiding and abetting. A woman
sitting alongside me saw the headline and asked to read it. If
she had known the girl on my lap was the girl in the story
Kate would have been drowned in tears. As it was she
contented herself in describing what she would do with the
man if she ever got her hands on him. Her mildest
punishment was for him to be tied to a post in the main arena
and every visitor to the Great Dorset Steam Fair was to give
him 20 lashes of his own whip. That seemed to be the
general consensus of people around me who joined in the
discussion. I asked them to change the conversation, as it
would be pretty horrific if my little one woke up, they were
full of apologies and the subject was changed. Looking
down on my charge I saw the bandages on her wrists were
coming loose.
I saw a St John's first aider approaching so I beckoned him
over; I asked if he could rebandage her wrists. He looked a
little askance as he was there for emergencies, not routine
care. I pointed to the article and then nodded towards Kate.
We had a conversation with our eyes. He called base and
asked for one of the ambulances to meet him. When it
arrived I stood up and carried Kate into the ambulance. The
first aider then pointed to a red spot on my shirt. We sat Kate
up and lifted her dress. The Nu-seal had cracked in one spot
and had allowed some blood to escape. They sprayed the
area and told me if it bled again to take her back to the
hospital. They then removed the bandages from her wrists.
The Nu-seal there was fine so they rebandaged her wrists.
The paramedic on board the ambulance was talking with me
about the case. He actually recognised Kate, as his daughter
was in the same class at school. He took Kate's dress and
rinsed the blood spot with some saline, which removed the
blood. There was a wet patch but that would soon dry. He
said for us to remain in the ambulance, as he was as likely to
get a call for near where we were than anywhere else. If he
got a call then we would have to get off and he would leave.
We discussed Mick; the ambulance man said he could never
move back into the neighbourhood again, he would be
murdered.
"I wont tell anyone outside of the brigade that she is here; it
will stay confidential. Once you go then I will talk with
friends to see if we have missed anything, check that he
hasn't attacked any other girls in the village."
"Can you remind your friends that some of the belongings in
that house belong to this little mite?"
Kate finally woke up; she looked about her and asked what
she was doing in the ambulance again. I explained about her
bandages coming loose and that she had bled a little from her
back. I helped her back into her dress. She looked at the
ambulance man and said.
"Hello Mr Parfitt, how are you and how is Ruth?"
"I am fine and Ruth is fine too. More importantly how are
you?"
"Better than I was yesterday. Say hello to Ruth for me will
you?"
"Of course I will, enjoy yourself. Come over to us if you
need any help, with anything, if it can be done we will do it."
I stepped down from the ambulance and pulled my phone
out. I arranged a rendezvous with Natalie and set off to meet
them. We continued walking the market until 4:30, most of
the time Kate was in my arms, She didn't want to go back to
the caravan, but she didn't want to miss anything either. We
all headed back towards the heavy haulage section. We went
round to the commentary box and met Colin. We were
talking when my phone rang; it was Becky.
"Hi Roy we are 15 minutes away, the pilot has said that he
will ask me to ring as we come in and wait for your
clearance, he also says he has the message about switching
off the engines and can you make sure the coach stays put
until the rotors have completely stopped."
"Hello Becky, those messages understood see you two
soon." Becky rang off as Colin came down from the
commentary box. The klaxon sounded. Then the
announcement came over the loud speakers. A fire engine
and a water tanker came onto the arena spraying the area the
helicopter was due to land on.
"The arena is being cleared for the next half an hour as a
helicopter is coming in to land bringing two of our Olympic
Show Jumping hopefuls to the Great Dorset Steam Fair.
Once the helicopter has landed and the engines have
stopped, the charabanc will move out to the helicopter to
collect the passengers. The charabanc will then move off and
the helicopter will restart its engines and fly away. The
steam engines and heavy haulage will then return to the ring.
I must insist that everyone stays behind the safety rope. The
fire engine is at present pumping water from the water
bowser to wet the area surrounding the landing area to cut
down on dust blown up by the helicopter. It will then
uncouple and stand beside the Ambulance provided by the St
Johns ambulance association to provide emergency cover for
this landing. Would Mr McGarvy please go to the
commentary box, thank you.
I went up to the box and was let in. My phone was ringing. It
was the pilot. I am on the hands free can you hear me?"
"Yes you are clear."
"I estimate I am 5 minutes away from touchdown, are you
ready for me?"
"Are you ready for him?"
"Yes the H has just been fastened out. The arena is clear for
landing."
"You are cleared for landing."
" I can see you on the horizon,"
"We have you visual."
"Which arena is it? I can see three!"
I turned to Colin, "Give him the green flare."
We heard over the loudspeaker, "light the green flare."
The steward in the arena was a steward for the afternoon
only, he was a helicopter marshal, he lit the flare and moved
back to his position in front of the H.
"I have visual confirmation of my landing field."
"You have a marshal for your landing. He is an RAF
helicopter marshal."
"Thank you I see him. Landing under visual ground
direction, Helicopter out."
We watched as the helicopter bled off its forward speed and
came into the hover. He slowly came down to land. The
engine noise died away and the rotors slowly milled to a
stop.
"Dave start your engine but wait to move off until I instruct
you." The rotors finally stopped and the charabanc was
released to collect its passengers. Nicky, Becky and Jack
stepped down from the helicopter and pulled their bags out.
The pilot got out to speak with the ground marshal then
returned to his seat. The charabanc came up to the
commentary box. I went down to meet my son and daughter
in law and Colin went down to meet his son. We heard the
scream of the helicopter engines starting then it was away. 5
minutes passed and the klaxon sounded again for the heavy
haulage to start playing. We all climbed into the charabanc
and set off, dropping Colin and Jack at the admin block and
then directed the driver to our caravan. We all got down and
went in. Nicky looked at me.
"Who are all these girls?"
I showed him my newspaper and said "these are 3 of the
girls." He read the story and his only comment was
"Oh dad, that's terrible." Natalie poured out drinks for us all
and I finally asked Becky,
"As you won't volunteer the information I will have to ask
you straight. How did you do,"
" I got a first and a second, Jack got a third and an unplaced,
Billy Wilder got a second and a first."
"Well done." I then started to explain who all the extra
bodies are and that we had the loan of a second caravan if we
needed it. Becky picked up some clean clothes and went
through to the shower. Finally she came out rosy cheeked
and Nicky replaced her in the shower. Natalie went off with
Gill and Mandy to the funfair. I gave Natalie a couple of
£20's to spend at the fair, if she had gone with her money
she wouldn't spend it and I wanted them to have a wild time,
two of them had a bucket full of sadness to deal with. I
stayed with Kate as she went to bed and to speak with Nicky
and Becky. Kate was on my lap. Starting to nod off. Kate up
you get and go to the toilet, have a wash and clean your
teeth. She came out with a pair of knickers on, her back was
blue and red. She climbed up onto my lap. I asked Becky to
fetch her a mug of milk then I showed Becky the newspaper
article, She read it. I watched the horror growing on her face.
"Nicky, this was what we heard on the BBC news before we
left today." "Are you telling me that it refers to Kate?"
"I'm afraid I am. It refers to Kate, Mandy and Gill, You can
see how carefully I am holding Kate. You can see she is raw
from her shoulders to halfway down her thighs. There is
slight internal damage inside front and back. Natalie and I
are fostering Mandy and Kate, Gill is at university but is
staying with us until the new term starts."
Kate had slipped off to sleep.
"How has she got internal damage?"
"The butt end of a snooker cue!" "The police found it on the
snooker table, there was shit 11 inches down it and blood on
it. The frightener about that one is that he kept her from
telling her sister by saying he would drop her on to the
narrow end!" "Her comment was she screamed for hours
after he stuffed the blunt end up her bum and in her cunt!"
"Oh Roy, that makes me feel sick. I know I like pain but that
is disgusting, it turns my stomach it is so over the top." "As
for her back. I could never imagine what that must have felt
like for her. I can't begin to imagine what that bastard
thought he was doing to her, what he put her through. He is
so evil! Roy I am feeling so sick. Nicky put his arms around
her and tried to comfort her.
I wondered how best to help Becky, she was so into pain but
to see the effects of a no holds barred whipping was just
shattering. She had played with the thought of BDSM. For
Becky there had been the bell, which would stop everything.
Poor Kate hadn't been able to stop her dad. She just had to
endure whatever he wanted to give her. Just from here, what
I could see must be 50, 70 no a hundred fresh whip marks,
some still bleeding under the protective coating 2 days later
and lots of old scars.
"Roy I want to give him some back, I want to use his whip
on his back, I want to tie him from the ceiling with rope. I
want… Becky stopped, unable to continue she was crying so
much. "Roy let me come over there, I will look after her."
She stripped off and lay down beside her new sister, her
battered 8-year old sister. Nicky and I made up his bed. I
picked Kate up gently and put her on the other bed. Becky
came across and cuddled up to her. I looked at the space left
and there would be room for Nicky and either Mandy or
Gill. I pulled the dividing curtain over and took a beer and
sat outside with Nicky.
"Did you have a good time at the competition?"
"Oh yes dad, it was so exciting, there were some really good
riders and the competition was very keen. I heard some
interesting comments. There is a lot of worry about Becky.
One of the women was being very bitchy about her after the
competition on Saturday. Why should a child get a chance to
compete in the games, it is taking a chance away from a
more experienced rider." "What she didn't know is Billy
Wilder and Llewellyn Masters were behind her talking with
me. Llewellyn Masters was about to jump on them when
Billy held him back. You should have heard Billy go.
"Ffiona, the only way Becky will get into the Team is by
winning a place in open competition. Every one of us has the
same chance. Today, Becky beat me, I am the gold medallist
from Sydney, but do you hear me complain that it is unfair?
No you damned well don't, well maybe that it is unfair that
Becky should be born with so much talent. But I want us to
win the Team gold as well as me winning individual gold.
For the former we need the absolute strongest Team. Becky
will be tested in the winter season on the continent, to see if
she can handle the pressure as well as she handles the jumps.
If she succeeds there and qualifies then she will be going to
Athens next year with the rest of the Team. If she doesn't
she won't. That applies to all of us. None of us deserve a
place on past merit. It is only current skill and mental
stamina. If you are going to whine because you are beaten by
an 11-year old girl then you should not be even trying to
qualify for the Olympics as you do not have the mental
stamina for it. Now go away and grow up!" Ffiona stormed
off in a huff, what she wasn't going to do to Billy. Llewellyn
Masters had to go to her horsebox later and I gather he told
her a few home truths. She had a foul hangover this morning
and blew it on the course. She had left before lunch. Most of
the rest of the contingent were of a similar mind to Billy.
They look on Becky as the Team mascot.
"By popular agreement I am an honorary competitor so that I
can accompany Becky to the social events, on Saturday night
I joined her at the competitors dinner. Anyway Becky didn't
fancy the dishes on the menu so she asked the waiter for the
children's menu, well he got really superior and said the
children's menu is for under 12's only. What's the problem
with that, I am only 11. Well he flustered about and Billy
told him to stop faffing and get the best rider in the country
her menu. The table erupted in cheers, go Becky, go Billy,
go Becky, go Billy. The poor waiter was blushing beetroot
red by the time he brought Becky her menu. Llewellyn
Masters went after the manager later. At the end of the
evening she was carried back to our box. She had a
wonderful time. I talked with Llewellyn Masters yesterday
after she came second to Billy and he told me on present
form she will be first or second, or joint first on the Team.
Anyway dad I think I will turn in for the night, it has been a
hectic weekend. I watched him go in to the caravan, I went
in and turned on the small light by my bed and the light in
the toilet so that when we all went to bed the caravan would
be ready.
I switched on the outside light and picked up my paper
again, this time I started reading from page 2. There was a
good write up of the steam fair and then I reached the
editorial, I had guessed what would be in it. Questions as to
why social services hadn't stopped it, why hadn't the police
stopped it and where was the school? Why had it taken a
solicitor from Shropshire to winkle it out. I could have
answered their questions but I didn't want the press camped
out on my doorstep. The general consensus on what to do
with Mick was unprintable.
Whilst I was sitting enjoying the sounds of the fair the
couple, who had been in the motor caravan next to us came
up. I offered them drinks and then we sat down to talk.
"We haven't said anything about it but the reason you asked
us to move, was it that," he said pointing at the front page of
the local paper.
"Can you keep it to yourself? It was to do with that. I am
fostering both daughters and the cousin is staying with us
until she goes back to university. It was worse than the
papers described. The last thing the girls need is the press
coming around and enquiring. You know what they can be
like, they would want a blow by blow account of each stroke
of the whip."
"No, I can see why you want to protect them. How are they
doing though?"
"They are doing very well the youngest ones back is still
bleeding every so often, She tires very quickly but on the
whole they are a lot better off here than they were with their
father. We may not need the second caravan, but it is as well
to have it."
"Thank you for being honest with us, we had wondered what
was happening."
The couple left and I continued to sit, I went into the caravan
to check on Kate she was laying there fast asleep sucking her
thumb. She was in Becky's arms, I had to admit they did
look sweet. I went back outside. Night had now fallen. I
could smell the smoke from the steam engines on the fair. I
had a spectacular view of the line of showmans engines,
lights blazing, steam coming from the safety valves and the
chimneys. I knew they were supplying power to a lot of the
fairground rides. Then I could here the happy voices coming
up the field. I called out to them.
"Did you have a good time girls?"
"I wish you had been with us darling."
"Maybe tomorrow night, Kate should be feeling a lot better
tomorrow. I will definitely be out on Wednesday as the
Busker is on in the real ale tent. Did you go on lots of rides?"
I could see by the looks on Mandy's face that she had
enjoyed herself. "Anyway time for bed.
"You all get ready and I will make our bedtime drinks."
They decided that they wanted their childhood staple of
drinking chocolate. I quickly made it and as they came out of
the toilet they collected a mug. Then Mandy said.
"Come on Roy you should be getting ready for bed too." I
went into the toilet and undressed, I still didn't need to shave
after having the hair removing cream used on my wedding
day. I came out and joined the girls. Gill decided that she
would sleep with Nicky and Becky as Mandy begged to
sleep with Natalie and I. As I washed the cups up they all got
into bed. Mandy was in the middle of our bed, cuddling up
to Natalie. I climbed in beside her, she reached out to me
and kissed me. Thank you for all you have done.
She slid out of Natalie's arms and moved down the bed. I felt
her hands on my cock, which rapidly swelled under her
ministrations. Then there was the warm moist sensation as
she took the top of my cock in her mouth. She was sucking it
like a lollipop. Natalie turned around in the bed, I could hear
her whispering to Mandy but I couldn't hear what was said. I
guessed that she was teaching Mandy to take all my cock as
I felt her mouth move to a different position and her lips
slipped down my cock to the base, as my cock slid into her
throat I felt her swallowing convulsively. Then it was
smooth sensation as my cock slid in and out of her mouth.
More whispering and as my cock slid out of her mouth she
sucked hard. As Mandy deepthroated me Natalie moved up
and started sucking on my nipples. It was as if there was an
electric line between my nipples and my cock as the
sensation brought me to fulfilment. Mandy was there
swallowing all my cum.
"Thank you Roy, I wanted to do that so much. You have
helped me to be a girl again, I want to be a girl." "Can I call
you dad?" "I haven't had a real dad, I had a father and he
hurt me, my friends say they love their dad and he does good
things with them. You have done good things with me and I
love you." "so can you be my dad?"
"Well daughter, I don't mind you calling me dad, My only
concern is if it upsets Kate."
"Dad, I think she will be pleased to have a dad at last. She
hated her father, he did horrible things to us." "If Kate is
happy calling you dad, she can call Natalie mum!" "Thanks
dad, thanks mum!"
Natalie looked at me, "they can call me Natalie, well Mandy
certainly can, I am only 4 years older than her." She smiled
down on Mandy and caressed her head. Thank you for the
compliment, I think."
Mandy moved up the bed and started kissing Natalie whilst I
moved down and started to suck on Natalie's clit. My arms
reached round them both. I was loving my wife and my new
daughter. I could see Mandy turn her attention t e will be too
much confusion if you called me mum. I am touched beyond
measure though.o my wife's tits suckling at them. Natalie
was soon writhing through her orgasm. I moved up the bed
and slid my cock into my wife's waiting cunt. I was
smoothly fucking her. One of my arms snaked around
Mandy's body to caress her tits. Natalie had a thunderous
orgasm, I slid out of her and into Mandy. She welcomed me
with open arms.
"Thanks dad, I feel I am part of both of you now. She
brought her arms around me as Natalie tickled Mandy's clit.
I was sliding smoothly in and out of her receptive cunt, my
hands were caressing her back and I could feel the ridges left
by her father's whippings. I just hoped I could heal her
memories of her father. I felt Mandy cum beneath me and it
triggered my orgasm. I flooded her young cunt with my cum.
I went to roll off her and Mandy rolled with me, She stayed
there with my cock plugged into her vagina. Then we all
slept. I had left the bedside light on and I woke up in the still
predawn quiet. There was a girl asleep on my chest. Her
thumb in her mouth. I suddenly realised that it wasn't
Mandy; it was Kate. She had come over and joined us in the
night.
I gently stroked her hair. I avoided her back as I didn't want
to wake her. I leant forward and kissed the top of her head
and after listening to her gentle breathing I fell back to sleep.
I was woken up a time later by the friction of a tight cunt on
my cock. I opened my eyes and Kate was sitting astride me,
fucking me.
"Kate you shouldn't be doing this."
" My father made me do it, now I want to do it."
"I'm too big for you, you are too young!"
As I said that I came inside her, she was wriggling in
pleasure. She lay down on my chest, my cock fully in her,
my cum leaking out around the plug.
"That was nice Roy. I liked it."
"I shouldn't have done it."
"Roy I did it to you, I didn't ask. Roy, my father did this to
hurt me, He would use the snooker cue first and when I was
in pain he would put his thing in me. When the snooker cue
was just inside me it was nice, but then he would push it
hard to hurt me. I wanted to try it with you, and it was
lovely."
"Kate, Mandy wants to call me dad, I said that so long as it
didn't upset you she could, she wanted to call Natalie mum,
but Natalie felt they were too close in age."
"That's alright dad, Mandy can call you dad, it wont upset
me."
"It took me a few seconds to realise what you said then, you
little minx."
"I love you dad" on those words I put my arms around her
and cuddled my new daughter. We went fast asleep, we had
a busy few days ahead of us.
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