Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Comments: Just a product of my warped imagination, i don't do this I write about it! Story_codes: extreme ped, ilesbian ncest, violent non con torture, snuff EXTREME CATION! Story_intro: I needed to recover. I went to the stove to cook some eggs, and I had an idea, I took some nylon panties from my drawer and called Karen over, I told her to pull several pairs on, she did that and then I lifted her up onto the hotplate of the cooking range What A Mother Will Do For Money, ch 4-5 Written by Singledad Chapter four I needed to recover. I went to the stove to cook some eggs, and I had an idea, I took some nylon panties from my drawer and called Karen over, I told her to pull several pairs on, she did that and then I lifted her up onto the hotplate of the cooking range, I turned it on and started to kiss the little girl, good juicy kisses, plenty of tongue. She'd obviously done it before, she was quite dirty with it. Karen began to shift uneasily as the hotplate warmed up, I felt down the front of her knickers and stroked her smooth pussy, the eight year old began to become a bit distressed as the hotplate glowed, a curl of smoke came up from between her little legs as the nylon knickers started to melt. The hotplate was now glowing red, I did not want to damage the child too much, well, not quite yet, I pushed down on the girls shoulders for a second or two, her pants were burnt right through now, she began to bite her lower lip, then whimper, I lifted her down, leaving strings of melted panties on the hob, I lifted her school skirt and her ass was showing where the knickers had burnt away, it was very red and sore and the nylon material was stuck to her skin. I peeled the burnt clothes off her she made a face when the material pulled at her blistered skin where it had stuck, then I went and got some regular school cotton knickers, I had previously plastered the insides of the garment with wood-glue and stuck coarse sand inside them, I delighted in how they would hurt, I handed them to the child and she pulled them on very uncomfortably. "What shall we do with you my dear?" I asked in a taunting way "Do you like pain?" She whimpered that she didn't, I answered that that didn't matter. I suggested that we went outside where I had a special toy that she would enjoy playing with, she seemed to brighten up a bit. Outside I showed her a plastic barrel and said what fun it was to get in and roll down the grassy slope at the front of my cabin, she seemed to think that would be fun, I had, however, stapled barbed wire in a spiral all over the inside of the barrel, and there was about a gallon of some chilli and salt preparation I had made and tipped into the barrel, as she rolled down the hill, the barbed wire would start to cut her up, and the liquid wold find its way into all the cuts. I don't usually go to such lengths, and use such apparatus to hurt my little girl friends, but this was such a fun invention, Karen, however, wouldn't find it so much fun. I lifted the little girl under the arm pits, and popped her in the barrel, I snapped on the lid, it was a chemical barrel, so the lid was watertight, then all that remained was to tip the barrel over and roll it down the hill, I was getting excited. I pushed the barrel, and it started to roll down, slow at first then picking up speed, the slope was about a hundred yards so there was plenty of fun to be had, from the screeches coming from inside the barrel, Karen was not enjoying it as much as I was. I walked down the hill and retrieved the barrel. "Again I think, that was so much fun" I put the barrel on a cart and dragged it back up the slope. I started to roll it again and Maria and I ran down alongside it, we fell over when we all reached the bottom, quite exhausted, "Shall we take a look in the barrel?" I asked Maria was quite breathless and flushed, I fumbled with the lid, and out tumbled little Karen. What a mess she was! Her school uniform was totally shredded, her face and arms, well her whole body was covered in cuts and bruises, the liquid had got everywhere, and was obviously stinging like crazy, she stood up shakily, hopping from one foot to the other, she was in a lot of pain, I told her mother to rip the kids remaining clothes off her, which she did as I got myself a stout stick from a nearby bush, the child stood in her stained white socks and sandals, and I started hitting her with the stick, as she pissed herself and it streamed down her legs on to the grass. "Hold her still!" I told Maria, and as her mother held her, I beat the eight year old girl until she was unconscious, I carried the child back up to the cabin, and threw her on the couch. Tracy had woken up by this time , she was battered, and looked sore all over but she was awake. Maria was so excited that she'd been clawing at her crotch she'd torn her dress and her knickers were shredded, "You are a horny slut, I think I'll fuck you now" I said to her as I punched her in the mouth, she fell to the floor and I jumped on her knocking the wind out of her, I got my poor swollen dick out and ripped her knickers off, I got my face in between her legs and almost gagged at the pungent smell down there, I decided that however long our relationship lasted I would never let her wash, I licked out the rancid cunt, not knowing what it was I was chewing. Chapter 5 When I'd fucked the mother, I decided I needed time to recover, my cock would not be hard for sometime, I decided that I was going to treat Tracy the six year old to some more fun. I beckoned her over and pushed her little face between her Mothers legs, I told her to clean my spunk out of the sluts cunt, I got such pleasure from watching the little girl sucking her own mother's dripping cunt. As she slurped so I let my hand play on the kid's ass and cunt, Oh was she a sweetie, tiny slim shapeless ass, just the sweetest hairless pussy. I jabbed my finger in her two holes with a lot of force, the tot started to piss, it was delightful to feel the warm piss on my fingers, I bent down and let it drip into my mouth, Mmm sweet, I licked all around her little anus, I saw how much I had damaged her with the electric flex, literally thousands of thin red stripes, each with a fleck of blood at their end, were turning an ugly blue colour, I traced along some of them with my tongue, ! noticing how ridged they were, standing proud where some crossed many times. I decided to take the child into the woods, something I had noticed the week before had fired my imagination. I went to the kitchen and got a pair of the kids' knickers. I opened a large pot of honey and started to spoon the contents into the knickers, I spread it liberally all over the inside of the garment, when I was satisfied they would hold no more honey, I went back to the lounge and offered the knickers to the child, she knew that I wanted her to put them on, reluctantly she stepped into them and pulled them up making a face, as the sticky honey met with her skin, She didn't know what I was planning, but I expect she don't imagine it would be very pleasant...well not for her anyway "C'mon honey" I said cheerily, "Let's go for a little stroll in the woods" she whimpered with a sense of despair. "You can come too, Mummy" I said to Maria "You'll be wanting to wank at what I'm going to do to your baby" I added with a chuckle. I took Tracy's little hand in mine and we walked up the path from the cabin that led into the pine woods, it was a plantation, the kind they planted in straight rows, the ground was covered with dead pine needles, and other debris. We came to the place I had in mind, my cock was hard in my pants again, at the thought of what the child was going to suffer. "There!" I said almost triumphantly in front of us was a huge neat mound of needles. "Very educational" I said mockingly "Today we're going to learn about wood ants, how they make their home, how they defend their colonies' eggs, you see, they try to kill anything that intrudes into their nest area, but don't worry, a big girl like you...well they can't kill you, they're too tiny...but Oh my darling, how they bite!, and of course they love sweet things, that's why I filled your little knickers with that yummy sweet honey, we're going to sit your sweet little ass on this nest and see what the ants will do!" The girl was panicking, I unclipped the catch at the top of her skirt and slid the zipper down, I pulled her little school skirt off and threw it on the ground, then I hooked my hands under her sweet little armpits and lifted her off the ground, I leaned right over the nest and plonked her down hard on top of the mound, she sat there, her face a picture, her bottom lip was trembling and tears squeezed from her screwed up eyes, this would be a slow process at first. I watched fascinated, there was some frantic activity ion the general area of the child's slim hips, the material of the mound started to writhe, as the ants realised there was an intruder, I took a stick and poked at the mound just below where I had sat the child, I noticed how a stream of ants were crawling up and over her knickers and upper legs, she was shaking, I supposed that the ants hadn't started to bite yet, then Tina let out a yelp..utter magic, she started to let out little squeaking noises, as the ants were starting to bite, wondering, I suppose, what this large foreign body was doing in their nest. The child was nearly hysterical, although she seemed frozen, not thrashing around or anything, her knickers were most likely filling with the angry ants, who must have found the sweet honey lining, I imagined their little legs scampering around the child's cunt, perhaps tickling at first, but when they lock their jaws in...Oh I could only just bear to think without cumming in my pants. Maria, the horny cow, had her hand plunged down her own knickers, kneading away at her swollen slit, she was totally getting off on the torment her little daughter was suffering, Tina started to squirm, her little white knickers were almost blotted out by a black army of ants, they were biting and biting, they were driving the girl to torment, I couldn't remember enjoying an afternoon so much in years. The ants by this time had swarmed up over the little girl's body, they were all over her neck and face, they were crawling everywhere, biting and stinging, the child lapsed into unconsciousness and then out of it, starting her screaming as soon as she remembered where she was, and what the insects were doing to her. I went down the hill a little way and taking a small bucked I scooped up some material from another nest, these were a different species of ant, a bit larger and with a nasty red tinge, the inhabitants of the first nest would be even more angry at the intrusion from these other insects, I tipped the newcomers on to the child's head hoping that the ensuing battle would add to the child's discomfort...it did...she started such a wailing , the new ants bit hard as they tumbled down onto the enemy ants, the child was almost totally covered in a black mass of ants. Maria and I sat and watched the girl writhing on the mound for about fifteen minutes, she was whimpering and moaning, her screams had subsided as she had made her throat sore, I reached over and grabbed her hair, I pulled her off the mound and onto the forest floor. Maria and I started to brush the ants off her body, I noticed with satisfaction hundreds of small red bite marks all over her face and neck, we half dragged and half carried her back down to the cabin, the ants had gone from her body by the time we got there, I pulled the waistband of her knickers out from her body and noticed masses of the excited creatures in them, feasting on the honey and, I hoped, the girls flesh. We stripped her off leaving her knickers on, she was a mass of tiny pimples, which were the ant stings, she was in so much discomfort not least by the ants that still filled her knickers, I smoothed my hands over her knickers, at the front over her cunt, the ants started stinging again by the level of her protests, I told her to jump in the bath and lay down, I got Maria to stand over her and told her to urinate onto her daughter, to wash the creatures off, as she pissed I pulled the knickers to one side the woman's urine started to wash the ants off and down the drain, I peeled the knickers down her legs, she'd shit herself. from all the stress I guessed, Maria finished pissing and I rained some piss on her too, the ants were gone, but Oh what a mess they'd left, her whole pelvic region was a mass of red raw bites and stings, her labia was swollen and massive, the formic acid had irritated her privates so badly. I went and fetched some broomstick to which I had glued sandpaper, it was such a favourite implement of mine, inserted into a little cunt it was not as large as a cock, but would rub and rub until it had made a little girls hole raw, but this one... well I had already whipped it until the lips were all scarred and bleeding, with the salt I'd rubbed into the wounds, and the fucking of her little hole when I'd taken her cherry, and the ants that had made a complete mess of it, I reckoned that this implement might hurt a whole lot...I hoped so. I opened her lips, and noticed some ants were still at it inside and that her little tube was red and bleeding, this implement was really going to ruin the little cunt. "I'm sorry cherub" I said mockingly, "I can't make this any easier, you can't lubricate sandpaper!" I put the broomstick at the entrance to her little cunt and pushed hard, it looked like it folded in on itself as the friction of the sandpaper pulled the labial lips into her body, I shoved roughly, the child found a new voice, her raw throat started to utter such screams. I pounded her cunt with the rough stick for over ten minutes, she had long since passed out, there was a lot of blood oozing from the little one's cunt, I told Maria to get the salt box, and start to sprinkle the salt, as the stick pushed in and out it dragged the salt in with it the intense stinging must have brought the sobbing child around, I slapped her face as I rammed the stick in and out. I stopped for a breather. "I'm going to have to stop her pain" I said to Maria "That's going to be difficult" she said "Short of killing her" She added, suddenly realising what she had said. She read my eyes and knew what we would do, she glazed over, she was in such a turned-on state, she even reasoned that the child was ruined anyway, she could never recover fully, and how it would be a mercy. "If we do it" I went on "We are going to make it really intensely painful for her, I need to cum so much, but because I have cum four times already, seeing her suffer horribly is the only way". She agreed with a flush of excitement and anticipation, I knew that this would not be the last time we would do this. I stood the child up, and went to the cupboard, I took out a walking boot that I had wrapped in barbed wire, I slipped it on and told Maria to hold the little girl firmly. I took aim and brought my foot up into her cunt with all my strength, the boot landed with a soggy thud, I was surprised at how it stuck there, I pulled it out and noticed how there was quite a bit of flesh stuck to the barbs. I kicked the girl again, this time in the stomach, how it ripped as I drew my foot back, I pulled the child's mouth down onto my cock hard, and started to pump into her throat, I got close to cumming, then pulled out and kicked her again this time ripping strips of flesh and skin from her delightful skinny ass. I alternated kicking with fucking her mouth, I kept her close to death in this manner for almost half an hour, I screamed at the mother to get the sandpaper broomstick into her daughters asshole, I felt myself close to orgasm, the frenzied Maria shoved the stick hard into Tracy's ass, it almost exploded with blood as the stick broke blood vessels, the child still managed a sharp scream, amazing. I pushed my cock far down her throat and started to fuck, the stick went in her asshole, I pumped, as I started to claw at her back, the tiny body was limp, I guessed she had died, I pumped until I came into her incredibly tight little throat, I pulled out and she slumped over, I threw her body in the corner. I was so tired, I would bury the body later, but now I wanted a shower, some food and some sleep, I looked at Maria, she was just coming down after the most intense orgasm of her life. Do you want more? give me your ideas 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.