Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Comments: This is my fantasy, don't try this at home folks! Story_codes: preteen,(6&8) mother incest, torture ,rape, w/s ,snuff , caution Story_intro: We went in the TV room the girls were sitting on the couch watching cartoons, I took Tracy the six year old by the hand and led her to a low table, I lay her back on it and pointed, Maria knew what to do, she rolled the child's dress up her legs slowly, showing me her daughters charms, as it got higher, her skinny little legs came into view, then the small triangle of her white cotton knickers. Her dress was up around her waist, and I could see her darling tummy button, I went to the drawer and took out a reel of thin insulated electric flex and some wire cutters, I snipped off about two feet of flex..... WHAT A MOTHER WILL DO FOR MONEY! Written by singledad Chapter One She would have been quite attractive I suppose. I glanced sideways at her as I passed by, just another street person, sitting on a blanket, begging for loose change, I held them in contempt, and would have hurried on except..well..I saw something in her. "Change mister" she said in a weary tone I was about to give her my ususal reply, I was reasonably well off, and I wasn't about to waste it on any freeloader. I decided just to walk a bit faster. I would have gone on walking but she summoned me "Oi, mate, I could suck you" I stopped. "What makes you think I'd let you do that? She sniffed and looked down "C'mon then" I said "I'll get you a cup of tea" She scrambled to her feet and went to a nearby café. She started telling me how she'd got into debt, and met some heavy dudes, and got into drugs and she was a mess. "You got any cash for me, I was serious about blowing you. You know, we could go to my place now, I'm desperate for a tenner" I thought hard, and I half softened and half of me really wanted to come in her grubby mouth, and really abuse her. I agreed and after she's finished her drink we went along the road and into a doorway between some shops, the door led to an alleyway, it went on through a labyrinth of alleys and came to a door, she unlocked it and we went in. We went up two flights of stairs and into another door, there was a reasonably clean little flat, she sat down, I noticed how shabby she was, and grimey too, "Like a bit of rough then mister" she grinned, "Let's see your cash" I got a ten pound note out and put it on the table, "Mmm, that looks good, here have a look at this" She fiddled with the button at the top of her filthy jeans, and took out two safety pins holding the broken zipper together, as she drew the jeans down some filthy knickers came into sight. "Fuck smell these they really are chucking up" she said almost proud of the fact "I bin wearing these for a week" she half giggled "You're a filthy little girl then, aren't you?" I replied she picked up on the way the conversation was going. "Yes daddy, my knickers are really dirty, I'll take them off for you, you might want to put them to your nose and take a sniff" My dick was raging hard, and I was so turned on, she slipped her jeans all the way off, and pulled her knickers down, t hey were unfashionable cotton briefs, I took them with trembling hands, I examined them they were indeed filthy, stained yellow all over the front, I lifted them to my nose and sniffed, I almost fell over, they were so strong and pungeant. "Like that don't you daddy?" she play acted, you'd love my little ones knickers then" my ears pricked up, "You have kids?" I enquired she told me that she had a six year old and an eight year old girl, they were with a neighbour as it was school holiday. "We've got time for sex before I go and get them, if you want" she pressed her groin in the air and gyrated, she must have sensed my air of disappointment "What's up mate...Oh you want the girlies here while you have me don't you" she hesitated. "Christ you want them to watch you dirty sod, probably even touch them up, well you can just piss off" "OK OK I said, I'll go but I'm well off you know, you'd never be short of your drugs, or anything else" She hesitated, "What, you'd give me money just for my kids to be here>" She threw her jeans back on, and left. Telling me not to go away. I sat and rubbed the sluts filthy pants over my face smelling deeply, and anticipating...well I didn't really know. Chapter2 She got back in a flurry of activity, dragging two quite shabby kids behind her, they were gorgeous, both dirty blond, whether it was natural or just dirty, I didn't know, the six year old Tracy was dressed in a shorts cotton dress and a t- shirt, she had grubby blue ankle socks and tiny trainers, there was no shape to her - just how I like them - a flat chest and skinny legs, my mouth watered. The older girl Karen had the beginnings of a shape about her, eight years and her crop top had small swellings and the merest trace of pointy nipples, she had on a denim skirt that had seen better days, shabby and a couple of sizes too small, she had no socks and wore strap sandals. she told them who I was, and told them to piss off into the other room. "How much we talking about here mate,?" she asked "Depends!" I continued, "depends on what we get up to" "Look mate, I don't really know, I'm not a good mother, and the little cunts were accidents we never really bonded anyway, but I need money anyway they do nothing but cost me money and well.. Shew seemed to be trying to justify her actions. "I know" I reassured her "Its OK, we can have some fun, and you can make some money and we'll all be happy" "God what am I doing she said" "Don't have second thoughts" I said, "They're just little cunts" I went on trying to reenforce the point she'd made. "I'd really like to hurt them you know" I said taking my life in my hands "Sick bastard, that'll cost plenty" I was so surprised, she was agreeing so easily, and not crying rape or throwing me out I decided to push on with the conversation, I could hardly believe it but I sensed that she was even getting turned on "What, you mean you wouldn't mind, if they got hurt?" she enquired "Of course" I reenforced my position, "I'd be doing the hurting, you'd be helping me" I was really pushing my luck now, but I began not to care, what';s the worst that could happen? .. The police? Who'd believe her? "Well I suppose, if your paying you can do what you want with them" My dick was almost tearing through my pants by now "What about you?" I asked, "Would you help me hurt them" "I suppose" She said, "if the money's enough" God she was wonderful, I was right she was getting turned on "What would you do?" She asked tentatively "I'd piss down their throats, and shit on their faces, I'd punch them till they passed out, slap them and... well lets find out what I'd do" The dirty cow had her hand down her jeans and she was playing with herself at my words. "Get in here girls" She screeched the two trotted in, she pulled a potty over and told the younger one to sit on it and piss. "C'mon kid, its just like when Uncle Sid watches, piss those knickers, and be quick. The little sweetie sat on the pot and her mother lifted her dress, I stared at her grubby little knickers, as she began to piss through them, her mother felt down the child's front and her fingers cupped her cunt as the piss trickled between them, she lifted them to her mouth and sucked them, then returned to the child's pissing cunt, several times she licked her fingers until the girl had finished. "Tracy come here" she said to the older girl, she lifted the potty, and handed it to the eight year old, Karen seemed to know what was expected, and lifted the potty to her lips and proceeded to drink her sisters urine. I took out my cock, my trousers would no longer contain it, and started to slowly stroke it "Give uncle Tony your pissy knickers Alice" The little six year old poppet took her knickers off and came over, she wiped them on my face and then started to jack me off with the soggy garment, I came spurting strings of cum all over the child's dress. "Shit! That was good" I gasped, I didn't know what to do first, Maria answered that one for me "They will squeal a bit loud for this place, we'll get the neighbours round, have you got somewhere we could go where noise won't matter?" I agreed, I asked if they had school uniform, she said they did, and I told her to get them to dress in it, I had a new boner at the thought, they came out dressed quite smart in the little one in a pleated skirt and blouse and tie, the older one had a blouse under a `bib and brace' school dress, I think they call it a pinafore dress, she had a tie on and they both had white socks up to the knee, and brown strap sandals, my what a picture they looked. Maria said that she hoped their best uniform wouldn't be messed up too much, I said that I could buy all the uniforms they wanted, and anyhow I half jokingly added in a whisper, that was only if they survived the weekend, she didn't even flinch, we locked up her flat and left heading for my car. I had a little lodge cabin in the woods, a place where I would go at weekends, to get out of the city, it was well secluded and I'd had some really wild parties there in the past. Riding in a car seemed something of a novelty to the children, not to Maria, most of her trade was in cars I imagined. It was twenty minutes drive to the woods, and the kids were skipping with a sense of excitement, it seemed to them like a holiday, if only they knew, a holiday it would not be. Chapter3 We went in the lodge, to this little family it must have seemed a luxurious paradise, it was well appointed, I had made it a good Batchelor pad I suppose, there was a wide screen stereo TV and absolutely every mod con you could think of, the kids sprawled on the couch, and I switched on the TV, I took Maria into the dressing room of the master bedroom, I opened the walk in wardrobe and selected some clothes, I keep clothes here for some of my `guests'. I gave her some knickers and some tights (pantyhose) a garment that always turns me on, the knickers simply have to be underneath the tights to really get me going, I watched as she stripped off and put them on, I insisted she didn't take a shower, I was captivated by her smell, it was rank, but so exciting. I hadn't noticed before, but she was also really hairy, under her arms and between her legs, that was also a turn on. She slipped on the sexy bra and summery print dress I gave her and I stepped back to admire her, she was really quite pretty when she was dressed up. "We haven't talked money yet mister" she said nervously "Well my girl, it really depends on what we are going to do, I could fuck you while they watch, that would be a turn on, I suppose that would be worth..Mm fifty quid, I could fuck them, in their little butts while you held them down, I s'pose that would be worth a hundred and fifty....but you know what I really want in addition to all those things..." "Y-yes, I think so" She stammered "Tell me what I want" I taunted her "You want to beat them, to rape them, to piss on them, you want to fuck them and hit them.. Oh god,,," she stopped she was getting so turned on, I was amazed, what kind of mother was she? "Go on, I'm fascinated, do you want to help me do these things to your little girls?" "Oh yes, yes," she said her breath was quickening and her chest was heaving, I had never seen someone get so worked up over just the thought of hurting their kids, I must admit I was getting the same way " I'll hold their little legs while you sit on their faces, I'll make them lick out your ass, I'll hold them still while you punch them, even break their bones" It was no good, I had to get on with it, I was so near to cumming, and I didn't want that yet. We went in the TV room the girls were sitting on the couch watching cartoons, I took Tracy the six year old by the hand and led her to a low table, I lay her back on it and pointed, Maria knew what to do, she rolled the child's dress up her legs slowly, showing me her daughters charms, as it got higher, her skinny little legs came into view, then the small triangle of her white cotton knickers. Her dress was up around her waist, and I could see her darling tummy button, I went to the drawer and took out a reel of thin insulated electric flex and some wire cutters, I snipped off about two feet of flex, and then another two and another, I knotted the three, and sensing what I was about to do, Maria stepped over Tracy, straddling her head, she lifted her dress so I could see her daughters face staring up into her mother's tights clad cunt. Then she gently teased the child's legs apart till they were as wide as they would go. What a sight, dear little knickered six year old, spread in front of me, by her mother of all things! I couldn't hold myself back, I drew my arm back and brought the thin flex down on the girls tender inner thigh, using all the strength in my arm. A whistling sound followed by a sharp SWACK! The child jumped, her face thumping into her mothers crotch, there was a scream muffled somewhat her position between Maria's thighs, I brought the flex down on the other inner thigh, and a few times directly on her little cotton covered cunt. The child was in great distress, she was wriggling and squirming, her mothers legs locked her in place. I was marvelling at the mass of red stripes appearing on the tender skin of her inner thighs, flecks of blood appeared at the end of each stripe where the copper wire was clear of the insulation, I rained twenty or thirty quick blows, until the skin was red raw, and bloody, I went to the kitchen and brought in a container of cooking salt, I took a hand-full of it and started to rub it on the child's wounds, she squirmed with new energy. Tracy was screaming at the top of her lungs, even her mothers tights covered cunt didn't block out the noise, I was getting so horny I thought I would burst, Maria had a glazed look in her eyes, I think she'd cum several times ads she watched the flex massacre her daughters soft skin. "Hold the cunts knickers aside, she needs to feel the wire on her clit" I demanded Maria hooked a finger in the little ones knicker leg and pulled it roughly aside so the raw labia was exposed, goodness! What a mess thin flex makes of kiddie cunts, it was swollen and red raw even through her knickers. I brought the weapon down really hard, directly on her cunt twenty times I lashed it, twenty times the kid screeched, after about six the skin was broken, spots of her blood splashed up into her mothers face, by twelve, tiny bits of her cunt flesh were flicked off, I stopped to admire my work, and as I did mummy sunk her face in her daughters bleeding cunt, she was slurping and sucking and licking in a kind of frenzy. Tracy had passed out cold, the pain had shut her brain down temporarily, Maria lifted her head, her face was red with blood, her daughters blood, and she had orgasmed, I don't know how many times. Oh what fun I was going to have that weekend I decided I had to relieve my aching cock, I released it from my jeans, and knelt in front of the child, I pulled her torso to me and forced my cock straight into her tight little cunt, it slipped in past the bloodied entrance, I could feel the sting of the salt, it only increased the sensation, I felt the child's hymen, what a shame to sacrifice it while she was unconscious, still, it had to be done, I pushed hard and felt it tear, and what a bonus, as I did shew awoke, her wild staring eyes full of tears, with each thrust into the small opening, she let out a kind of gasp mixed with a scream, she sobbed and hicupped, she blew snot bubbles from her nose...I was enjoying myself. Maria during all this had her hand down her pants, jacking off as if her life depended on it. I came with a roar, it felt like a gallon of seed I was pumping up into the little girl's womb, it gushed out around the side of my cock through sheer pressure, mixed with blood to give that beautiful pink mixture, the child had passed out again. I stood up, and pulled the now slurping mother's face from her child's spermy cunt and lifted the girl off the table by her hair, I took her over to the couch that way I dangled her over the couch and punching her hard in the stomach I let her drop like a rag doll onto the seat next to her sister, the older girl just looked up at me, fear in her eyes, then back at her sister, I supposed that she was imagining what I was about to do to her, silly bitch she had absolutely no idea...yet. Chapter four to follow... 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.