Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 "BAD COMPANY" Chapter 3
Story_codes: ped, viol, tort, n/c/snuff etc.

   Story_intro: My little girls were very stressed at the prospect of all
the pain Marty had promised, they couldn't possibly understand why anyone
would want to hurt them, let alone the sexual gratification they got from
it.  Carla, turned to Marty, "Its time little Rita got some of your
promised pain", "You're so good for me my love, where would I be without
your memory, remind me to fuck you with sandpaper later"









   Written by singledad





   The drug worked in a wicked way, I was almost powerless to stop
them...but I didn't want to.  I was so randy, I kept needing to rub hard at
my sex.  I was quite raw, with the sandpaper lining inside my knickers and
Marty told me I mustn't cum until he said.



   My little girls were very stressed at the prospect of all the pain Marty
had promised, they couldn't possibly understand why anyone would want to
hurt them, let alone the sexual gratification they got from it.



   Carla, turned to Marty, "Its time little Rita got some of your promised
pain", "You're so good for me my love, where would I be without your
memory, remind me to fuck you with sandpaper later" Carla shuddered with,
anticipated pain and pleasure at the prospect.



   With the Marty pulled Rita up by the hair from where she was sitting, my
stomach flipped with excitement at what he was about to do to her, he laid
her back on the wooden dining table and tore off the rest of her school
uniform, she lay there trembling in just her white cotton knickers, I her
mother, lusted after her white smooth body her sweet pink nipples.



   Marty came over to me and grabbed a handful of my hair, he forced my
head back and spat in my face, he smoothed the spit around with his tongue
and then kissed me on the mouth, he was kneading my tits through the
sandpaper bra, god it hurt, he moved his mouth to my ear and whispered in a
menacing way his voice thick with lust,



   "I'm going to sort out your little slut daughter now, it'll be a treat,
but for me, and probably you because you are so tuned on, the drug will get
more and more potent intil you will hardly be able to stand it, you will
want to cut yourself, and whip yourself, you'll want to smash into walls to
cure the sexual lust for pain, what a charming drug, ...still I am going to
make your little one hurt in ways she can't imagine and then I'm going to
kill her slowly and Oh so painfully I'm not going to let her die easily,
not until she has experienced a lifetimes pain"



   His voice and the words he whispered had such an erotic effect on me
that I started to plead with him not to hold back, to go all the way to
hurt her in unimaginable ways.



   He turned to little Rita, she was shivering with fear, she realised I
was not going to stop him, rather help him torture her, all her hope was
gone.  He took an industrial tacker gun and started to staple her arm flesh
down to the table, it was difficult to find much flesh he had to pinch hard
as she was a slim little girl.  He put about twenty or thirty tacks through
her upper arm skin so it was tight to the table and slightly flattened,
then he put twenty or thirty in the other arm, she pissed her knickers
halfway through the second arm, she knew she couldn't struggle too much,
but the little she did struggle pulled the flesh and skin painfully through
some of the staples, he re-stapled the loose ones.  He tacked her ear lobe
down to the table so her head was pulled slightly to one side.



   "Does Mummy wanna make love to her little slut" He said tuning to me, I
walked over to my little Rita, and started to slide and rub my body on her
little form, nibbling her smooth flesh, turning myself on thoroughly.  I
was whispering to her "Oh baby you're so cool, I love your little body, I'm
gonna get off on your pain sweetie.." on and on I moaned, ashamed at myself
for encouraging her torture, but filled with lust at the thought of it.



   Marty started to hit my back and ass with what felt like electric flex
or something, it stung like shit, it bit into me as I licked at my
daughter, the stinging pain seemed to make me hornier, I started to push my
fingers into Rita, up her little pussy, into her rectum, god I knew no
shame, I licked those sweet pink nipples, I started to nibble them, those
little rubbery knobs, I bit down hard on the left one, it surprised me, the
whole damn thing came off in my mouth, Rita screamed a piercing shreik, I
chewed the little nipple "fuck you hot bitch" Marty said as he stared at me
chewing up my own daughters nipple, I licked the smear of blood, and he
started to lash my back, and my legs seriously with the wire driving me
into a frenzy, as it licked into my cunt and nicked the flesh of my anus. I
orgasmed, what a relief, I sat back exhausted, my back stinging I reached
round and found I was bleeding from hundreds of little cuts.



   Marty snapped his fingers and as Carla brought his holdall over, he
ctore the little piss soaked knickers off the child, then he unzipped it
the bag, I was anxious to see what he had planned, he took out a bottle,
and unscrewed it, there was a dropper in the lid, he dripped some liquid
onto her little pubic mound, I saw it dribble inside the fold of her labia,
she started to shift uncomfortably, then wriggle, whatever it was irritated
her, as it got worse, so the staples pulled through her skin, eventually
her arms were free, bloody torn holes where the staples had pulled out, her
hand flew to her cunt, to try to ease the irritation,



   "Mmmm my dear, how that concentrated caustic soda burns, up your whore
cunt"



   all those in the room had stopped their lusting and fucking, they were
starting to concentrate on Marty's torture of my little daughter.



   They gathered around sensing that Marty was getting ready for some
serious action, I was hot again, and I started to claw at my sore cunt
again.  Marty grabbed her by the hair and pulled, her earlobe split as it
was pulled from its fixing, he smashed his fist into her face, blood flew,
as her nose shattered, he took the bottle of caustic soda and jammed it
into her cunt, he waved his hand, Carla knew what he wanted, she handed him
a hammer and a nail punch, and he broke the bottle inside her cunt, the
glass must have cut her up as the liquid started to irritate the wounds.



   The eight year old that Marty had brought was making one of the tramps
hard, not difficult as the scene was so sexy and the atmosphere so charged,
he was persueded to start fucking Rita, god it must have hurt both of them,
the glass and the irritant took its toll, he couldn't cum, he pulled out
screaming and Marty hit him so hard he fell in a heap



   He took the hammer and brought it down hard on Rita's knee, I heard a
sickening smash, as it ruined her kneecap, he started to use the tacker,
all over her, stapling through her skin into her bones, each time she
feinted he kept bringing her round with smelling salts.  He took a broom
handle and started to probe her little cunt, alternating with her ass,
smearing the blood and irritating liquid in both, the broken glass in her
cunt was doing its worst and blood was flowing out of her.  He took hold of
her arm and got close he was whispering something to her, I guess it was a
menacing inventory of what he was going to inflict on her tiny form, then
he jerked, dislocating her shoulder socket, she screamed and passed out,
beckoned me over and told me to grasp her shoulder and her elbow, he knelt
his full weight on the arm in between and I heard a sickening snap "god I
love the sound of kids bones breaking" the sick bastard said with a leer on
his face.



   Rita really didn't know where she was, she was wrecked with trauma



   "Hey Mummy"



   Marty said with all the sarcasm and mocking in his voice



   "You wanna break the other arm"



   I was horrified but fascinated,



   "You might grow to love it like I do" he added



   he held the shoulder and the elbow firm,



   "kneel on it hard mummy"



   he mocked I put my full weight on my daughters little arm bone, I could
feel it bend, but it didn't break,



   "jump on it, break it, I wanna hear it snap"



   Marty was screaming, he was jacking his dick in his frenzy, I started to
jump on her arm, suddenly it snapped, as the cracking noise came so did
Marty, sick sonofabitch,



   Rita had died, probably during the first arm break, maybe with the
caustic soda, I don't know but all I know is that I was hot for more.  Get
Queenie over here, Carla brought the six year old over, she'd had one of
the tramps and one of the big hunky guys buried in her one in her tiny cunt
and the other in her even tighter arse (she was bleeding from both)



   "you are a sweetie"



   Marty said as he smoothed her lovely blond hair down



   "Mm I have some pain for you".







   Chapter 4



   He snapped his fingers again, I was beginning to wonder if Carla could
read his mind she said something to one of the body builder types and he
left the room.  Marty rummaged in his holdall again and took two jars out,
he unscrewed the lid of one and started to smear some of its contents on
and up her tiny cunt, he saw me look puzzled "Only sweet chille paste,
it'll start to burn her tender parts, and these fire ants..how they love
it" the kid started to writhe as the paste started to burn at her soft
labial tissue, he unscrewed the other jar and thrust the neck of the jar
into her cunt, the jar was filled with the most vicious stinging fire ants,
they started to invade her she was terrified, and started to bawl, the
noise changed to shrieks as the ants did their worst.



   The big bloke came back carrying two boards, large wall boards, they
were hinged together, he opened them out like a kind of huge book, the
surface was criss crossed with barbed wire stapled down, he propped one end
on the bookcase, and supported the underside with chairs, so it formed a
slope of about thirty to forty degrees.  "Who's first" He said in a sing
song voice, the other kids had obviously seen the appartatus before they
were cringing



   "Oh for goodness sake encourage them Colin" he said to the big guy.



   "Its fun its like dry slope skiing for goodness sake, only much more
fun!"



   Colin picked up, the little seven yaer old, she wriggled and squirmed,
he put her at the top of the slope, and she made herself roll down, she got
very prickled.



   "No no that's not the way, play fair, don't roll, slide, its more fun
then"



   Colin picked her up again, and sat her on the top of the slope, she
didn't move, Colin lifted the board and gravity started to take effect, she
began to slide slowly and she strted to scream as the barbs cut into her
sweet white skin.  it dragged little lumps of skin and flesh as she slid
down, unable to stop her slide, she reached the bottom a weeping mess,
Colin picked her up again and put her on the slope, he shook the board so
her downward ride was quicker and more erratic, the barbed wire certainly
did the trick, her body was getting really messed up.



   "Flat now, I think" Marty said in a hyperactive kind of voice, he was
obviously very excited.  They lifted the board and laid it on the floor,
Colin took the childs wrists, and Marty took her by the ankles, they
started kind of sawing her back and forth, across the barbed wire, her back
was becoming a bloody pulp,



   "Backs done, now thw front" he was at fever pitch



   They turned the little girl over, the damage her bach had suffered
became obvious, there was skin and flesh hanging in ribbons.  then they
repeated the opertation with her on her front back and forward to and fro,
side to side.  they were both worked up as they folded the hinged
contraption up, with the girl trapped inside, and sat on it and both
bounced up and down on it.  I didn't know if the child was dead or alive, I
didn't much care either I was beside myself with lust, I saw poking out of
his bag a rod-like implement, about an inch and a half in diameter, it had
panel nails embedded into it, I grabbed it, looking at him longingly "Can
I?" I pleaded,



   "yes you can but afterwards I will beat you directly on the cunt with
the same instrument, then Colin will fuck you" he motioned at the biggest
of the body builder types, I was transported, "Oh yes, yes, anything" I
said.



   I took the cruel little club and started to hit little Queenie with it
on the chest and thighs as each thud landed the spikes stuck in, as the
blows reigned the little pricks merged together,



   "do her face, do her face", he said excitedly, I moved up and split the
child's face with the spiked club repeatedly, lips mouth nose, sll over,
the little girl became so bloody she ws hard to recognise, Marty handed me
a packet,



   "try some of this"



   it was table salt, I started sprinkling it on the raw bloody wounds, the
child long since passed out, it was just no fun when they did that.



   "Oo your turn now " he sneered, almost jumping for joy, Colin came over
at the snap of Marty's fingers, he grasped me around the waist, and deftly
upended me, his dick was level with my face and I enveloped it with my
mouth, it was huge and started to choke me, he held me around the waist
with one hand and started to remove my soggy knickers with the other, he
ripped them and the sandpaper lining rubbed me raw as it dragged across my
lower body, I had a mouth full of dick, dick that tasted like whore, but
strangely sweet, little girl I supposed.  I was aware that as he parted my
legs and sunk his face into my cunt that as the weapon to be used on my
exposed genitals would pulp them, even that excited me Colin licked me to
orgasm, as his dick slid deep into my throat, his grasp around my waist was
uncomfortably tight, but I would thank him for that as the unbearable pain
of cunt torture with the spiked stick would begin.  Somewhere in the
distance I sensed the warm suckling mouth was removed, and a cold breeze
wafted over my genitals, his jerking into my mouth became more urgent, as
he got excited at the prospect of watching at so close quarters the
ruination of my beautiful cunt.



   Then the first blow landed, with, it seems all the force Marty could
muster, it thudded into my cunt, I felt the sharp spikes bite deep, I
screamed around the large dick in my throat, another blow, then another, he
moved the blows further back to my anus, Colin's huge finger span held my
labia open as another punishing blow landed square on my clitoris, that
area received six more blows, the clit was probably split to pieces.  T was
so turned on and so in pain I didn't know which was driving me, I was
orgasming after every third blow, Colin's face was getting splashed with
the blood that was now flowing from my torn cunt, his dick started to
convulse, and my throat and mouth started to get flooded with hot salty
sperm.  As the first hanfull of salt landed on my genitals, I let a stream
of piss go, it flew all over Colin's face and cascaded down my body
bringing rivers of blood with it, it was in my eyes, matting my hair, I was
tasting my own blood and piss, I was in heaven.



   I heard Marty say "see where she lands" just before I felt the big ape
throw me across the room I felt a sickening crash as I landed on a chair it
broke in splinters, and I passed out, I woke some hours later, I was
stretched out on the bed, bruised, sore and bloody, the old tramp was
standing beside me, his old stinking dick was fucking my mouth, I woke as
he shot ropes of evil sperm into me, I choked and swallowed, I felt myself
retch and puke, as I puked so the old bastard started to piss, strong acrid
yellow piss streaming down my throat, he pulled it out before he was
finished and pissed the remainder on my face and hair.



   Funny the most relief I felt was that he hadn't broken any of my bones,
they take so long to heal, as I stood up to go to the bathroom, I noticed
that they had indeed had some games with me while I was out, they'd stapled
with some kind of office stapler, all over me there were thousands of them,
I glittered like it was jewellery, by the end of the day I would have to
painfully remove about seven hundred staples from all parts of me, the ones
in my clitoris, (what was left of it) were the most painful to remove, the
old tramp had instructions to play me a video, there it was, a record of
the nights exploits,



   "You might like to watch the last part later girlie" The old man said



   "What they did to you while you were out defies reality" he was
chuckling, "the shitting was the best, I needed to go so bad" He mocked
"well we all did" I smacked my lips, Oh what a foul taste, they must've all
shit in my mouth, I was even excited about watching the video I ask you!



   The tramp went on to tell me that there was a supply of drug, which I
would definitely need, if I took small amounts it would control the craving
but not make me too sexually aroused, he said Marty would gueess that I
wouldn't be wanking too much till my cunt had healed, he also said that
Marty would be in touch to say when to take a larger dose for another fun
evening.



   As for the kids, well Rita was no longer there, they had disposed of her
for me, and little Margo, well I had to take her to hospital with a story I
made up, her broken legs would heal soon, I learnt that Marty had injected
her with the drug too, she was dependent on it and with the sexual side
effects, I imagined what sex situations that would take us into in the near
future.....



   well you will find out soon!



   End of Chapter 4













   This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and
incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used
fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons,
living or dead, is entirely coincidental.