Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Copyright (c) 2007, singledad. ALL Rights Reserved Comments: This story was inspired by something I saw on a recent holiday. In a pub one evening there was a woman at the bar, and a young chap was furtuively putting his hand up her dress, I watched the whole evening, although she kept pushing his hand away she was really loving it. I just ran the situation on to a lock in, after hours and the fun that might happen. Story_codes: les, incest, underage sex, rough sex, sexual tort, ped Story_intro: "Oo you naughty girl" She said mockingly "Showing mummies titties to strangers" One young chap rolled Annie's skirt up and I was thrilled to see a silky half slip, one of my favourites, then as the slip was lifted joy of joys, she wore tan tights, with panties, if it all stopped now my night would have been perfect. The chap was furiously rubbing the woman's crotch and it was leaking through her clothes, sticky vaginal lube, I supposed, she must have been one of those women who discharged ejaculate like a fountain. The Lock in Written by singledad I'd been in the pub all evening, whilst on holiday in a remote part of the English Westcountry. I'd been watching a group near the bar, a woman in her late twenties, and some men. As the evening wore on and the drinks flowed, I noticed that some of the men were touching the woman up, quite firtively, the woman looked over several times in my direction, worried, I expect, in case I would object. I would imagine that they had few tourists in this remote village, and I had the impression that I was regarded as something of an intrusion, spoiling something they had planned. Eventually everyone had left, it was near closing time, just myself and the party at the bar, I went to take my glass back, my erection must have been a bit obvious, the woman said in a very slurred voice that I was welcome to stay for an `after hours dink. I agreed and she got up shakily and bolted the main door, shutting off the main room lights, leaving just the bar lights where we were sitting. The `party' consisted of the woman, Annie, who turned out to be the landlady of the pub, the barmaid, SallyAnn who was her seventeen year old daughter, two of the five men were around twenty, two in their mid thirties, and the other man who was about forty or fifty I would say. Suddenly SallyAnn leaned over the bar and delved her hands right down Annie's crop top, with one deft move she fished her mother's breasts out, and what a pair they were, beautiful soft large mammaries, with huge brown aureola and wonderful stiff nipples about a half inch in length. "Oo you naughty girl" She said mockingly "Showing mummies titties to strangers" One young chap rolled Annie's skirt up and I was thrilled to see a silky half slip, one of my favouritres, then as the slip was lifted joy of joys, she wore tan tights, with panties, if it all stopped now my night would have been perfect. The chap was furiously rubbing the woman's crotch and it was leaking through her clothes, sticky vaginal lube, I supposed, she must have been one of those women who discharged ejaculate like a fountain. The woman started to talk through her gasping breath. "Time to get Maddy and Molly little one" she said to Sallyann, the teenager dissappeared behind the bar and through a door obviously leading to their apartment upstairs, "Dress `em" she shouted after her daughter. We got back to rubbing and sucking this voluptuous woman, she was getting off on it and the stickiness literally dribbled out of her underwear and down her legs. Ten minutes later in comes Sallyann, holding hands with two of the most enchanting girls, they were obviously sisters, long dark hair, apparently Molly was seven and Maddy was nine, they were dressed alike, in school uniform, grey pleated gym skirts and white blouses, white knee socks and brown strap sandels, a pedofiles dream come true. I stopped chewing on Annies nipple, hoping the children hadn't seen what I was doing to their mummy. "Don't stop fucker" She screamed "They've seen worse than this" she turned her head to the youngest girl "You hungry cherub" the child nodded her head sleepily, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and started to inzip my jeans, I was amazed, as my dick sprang out freed from its constraints, I haven't got a particularly large penis, but as I watched it go into the seven year old mouth it looked enormous. This kid was an expert, she sucked with such a suction that her cheeks showed deep hollows, I warned her that I was about to cum, she didn't let up for a second as my sperm boiled out of my pis slit and must have hit the back of her mouth with terrific force. The child gulped and gulped, she gagged and choked, spunk bubbled out of her little nose but she managed all my offering. She let my softening dick slide from her sweet little mouth as she gasped for breath, then licked the remaining drops from the end. I noticed the older girl was busily sucking the old man off, his dick was of huge proportions, it was jammed in her little mouth and her jaw was stretched wide. "All done with our friends dickie?" She asked the little child who nodded with a little smile, still licking her lips. "Now you know what Mummy said earlier, you were both so naughty this morning" little Molly hung her head and nodded. "OK" She added, and one of the men lifted her up onto the bar, he put his head down to the bar and craned his neck to look up her school skirt, suddenly I realised what was happening, she was peeing through her knickers and it was splattering onto the chaps upturned face, it was so sexy, my limp dick started to stir again. They lay her down on the bar, on her back and Sallyann took the slop trays from under the beer taps and poured them onto the girl, soaking her clothes in stale beer, she took some cigarette ends from the ash tray and held them over Molly's mouth the child dutifully opened her mouth and her sister started to feed them to her, the girl screwed up her face as she chewed the horrid things. Annie and some of the men had lit cigarettes, and led by het Mother, they started to lay the glowing butts on the child's chest over her blouse where her nipples were, the poor little mite started to wriggle and squirm as the pain must have coursed through her sensitive nipples, The mother meanwhile was telling her that for her naughtiness, and that of her sister, she was going to be taught a lesson and to make them more ashamed it would be in front of the locals of the pub, and that they would be encouraged to take part in the punishment. I was astounded, but I realised that the `punishment' was really an excuse for them to get their jollies, the Mother really was depraved, and I didn't care, I was so turned on now. Annie took some salt sellers, and instructed Sallyann to hold the child's eyelids open, she french kissed the girl and then she proceeded to pour the salt into her daughter's wide open eye, the girl, who had been whimpering, now started a weird squeaking sound that was so exciting, I got instantly hard, the girl tried to blink to stop the irritation, but her sister held her tight - fuck! this was so hot - Annie handed the salt container to me and told me to get pouring, I poured the salt into the little girl's open eye, it was fascinating how her eyes were streaming with water, Annie said that the water would dry up in a minute and she wouldn't be able to close them, Annie poured some salt in the child's mouth as well, then she put the salt container down and massaged the salt into the girl's eyeball, she was really bawling now. I saw Annie wink at Sallyann, who jumped up onto the bar one foot either side of the child's head, she was standing on Molly's hair so it was too painful for her to move her head and then she squatted down so her jeans clad bum was over Molly's face. I heard a rushing sound and watched as the blue denim darkened and a stream of piss issued from the girl, "There!" Annie said "How kind of your big sister to wash all the nasty salt from your face and eyes, " as she was saying this she was holding the child's eyelids open wide so the piss rinsed the salt from her eyes, I realised that the piss itself would be stinging the childs eyes too, how deliciously perverse. Chapter 2 When her sister had finished washing the little girl with her piss, I looked at her, she was drenched, her hair plastered to her face, her school uniform was a mess, piss stained and soaked, but the little angel smiled weakly through the mask of urine, her eyes red raw from the salt, they lifted her down and sat her on a chair and gave her a half pint of the wicked local brew "There you are sweetie" Her mother said, "If you're good you will only have one more session of hurting, then this visitor" She waved at me "may want to fuck your little ass" the dear little girl nodded with a bit of a shudder I thought. As the child sucked her beer through a straw, she settled back to watch the treatment her sister was to endure. Annie lifted her daughter onto the bar, and the nine year old sat there, trembling, not knowing what was in store, she nodded at a man and he pulled the child's skirt up, as she sat on the edge of the bar, her mother told her to scoot forward a bit and open her legs wide, the girl looked apprehensive but obeyed, Annie made her hand into a fist and drew her arm back, she shot her fist forward and it landed smack between her legs hard on the cunt, the girl sucked in her breath as the pain of the blow registered, and she let out a huge sob. I nearly came on the spot, it was so sexually cruel. I would never have thought that watching a mother punch her small daughter in the cunt would be such a turn on? She reached up and drew the child's knickers down, till they hung off her feet, "Open up sweetie" Annie said the child pulled her knees with her hands until the legs were wide open, the child's little vulva gaped open, the mother took a jar and unscrewed it, she fished out a pickled onion, she poured salt on it and roughly jabbed it into child's cunt, she did this four times, the alt and vinegar must have really stung the young tender pussy flesh Annie took some pickled eggs and did the same until the girl's fanny must have been full up, at that Annie pulled her knickers up and dropped her hem, she told the girl to lay face up on the bar counter. "Belt" She barked at Sally Ann, Sallyann slid the belt from the loops of her jeans, and Annie motioned that I should take it from her, it was a leather belt about one and a half inches wide with studs, like bikers have, not sharp but capable of inflicting some real bruising. Annie started to untuck the little girls blouse fro her waistband, and unbutton it till the girls flat preteen chest was exposed, I noticed that although the girl's skin was creamy and pale, there was evidence of many lacerations and quite a bit of old bruising marks all over her chest. "There my friend" Annie said to me "A blank canvass, paint it stripey, for us, make th blows heavy " I could tell that the woman was so turned on I could probably have killed the child and she wouldn't have worried. I lifted my arm and brought the belt whistling down with a loud thwack on the child's flat tummy, she let out a scream, very like her sister's squeal earlier, she was biting her li, the belt raised an angry looking red welt, I lifted y arm again, and again I laid twelve blows on the stomach area, and some overlapping blows had broken the skin, Maddie was sobbing her whole body convulsed with each sob, the little rivulet of blood was pooling in the girl's navel. "Do her tits now" The mother encouraged, I brought the slapping implement down hard on the little girl's flat chest, I started belting her I lost count but I rained blows on the girl for at least fifteen minutes, her chest and tummy were a mass of stripes, most blooded, I stoped for a breather, the girl had passed out. "Stop, at least till she wakes, its no good if she can't feel it!" Annie shreiked I stopped, she took the belt from me and proceeded to lick the blood from it. "Toilet!" Annie barked suddenly, The men seemed to know what to do, and one of them took little Molly who was sobbing, (seemingly in anticipation of what she knew was going to take place)by the hand and we all followed out to the toilet, my cock was again trying to burst out of my pants, I couldn't imagine what was about to happen, but I was very happy to go and see, we arrived at the gents toilet and went in, the stink was aweful, that stale urine smell that urinals get at the end of the evening, there were a couple of sad and tired looking cubes lying in the trough, hopelessly combat the stale piss smell. One of the eight blokes who were now crowded in the toilet unscrewed the downpipe from the bottom of the porcelain urinal. And pointed to the floor, the little girl knew what to do and crawled onto the floor under the trough, the floor was very wet with piss, from the busy evening in the pub, she sat with her back to the wall, and her legs open, her skirt had ridden up and her little white knickers were showing, "Tip back" one of the men said the child tilted her head backwards and the man positioned the free end of the waste pipe over her sweet little upturned face, she'd screwed her eyes tight shut "Now come on Molly you know what serious trouble you could be in, eyes wide open now, and mouth" The little girl reluctantly opened her eyes and her mouth, the older man started to piss in the urinal, and it soon started to cascade down over the kiddies face, she was in obvious discomfort, the one guy drained and the next guy started to piss, the first guy kneels down beside the child and repositions the pipe over her eyes, she is beginning to get drenched, he alternates the pipe over her body face and hair, saturating her in the drunken flow. All five of us by this time have drained our piss over the hapless girl, the older man was smoothing his hands over her wet clothes, getting into her intimate places, his hands worming up her dress and into her knickers, he put the waste pipe back on the toilet and screwed it up tight, he took a wash cloth and mopped some of the pis off the floor and screwed it over her mouth, she gagged on the stale residue that dripped into her mouth. "Gonna be sick" she complained. "Go on then the man said and she let forth a torrent of vomit, all over her clothes and, most of the piss had come back up, he smoothed the vomit over her clothes, a nd took a handful and dribbled it in her mouth, she chewed it and swallowed. "Come" said the older man " lets go and have more fun! We headed back to the bar with little Molly in tow, where Anne the landlady and Sally Anne her daughter were locked in a dirty lesbian kiss, hands delving into clothes, and the little daughter who was unconscious when we left was watching bleary and teary eyed. 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.