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 Caycee Dugas: Abduction of Innocence, part 2

   by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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   "YEESSSSssssss," Nancy moaned as the young girl's tongue repeatedly
swiped across her swollen clitoris.  Holding the girl's head with both
hands, she guided the action, pulling her mouth and tongue harder against
her crotch.  "Suck my pussy, whore!" she croaked, still reeling from the
ecstasy of the two recent orgasms the girl brought on.

   Phillip had tried watching from the rear view mirror but became too
distracted from the action going on in the back seat and had to pull over.
His body was twisted, his head and shoulder over the back of the seat while
his long legs stretched across the seat.  His cock was exposed, hard and
being slowly stroked while he watched.  Looks like they really struck pay
dirt with this one, he thought.

   As Nancy approached her third orgasm within about 10 minutes he couldn't
hold out any longer and got out, slipping into the back with the girls. 
She was still naked, her body hunched up with her knees under her chest and
her face buried between the outstretched legs of his wife.  Giving her ass
a slight tug, she raised up, allowing him to kneel behind her, returning
his cock into her sodden hole.  She let out a slight grunt as he fully
penetrated her on the first thrust.

   The car rocked back and forth as he pounded the juicy slot, feeling the
emissions from earlier ejaculations dripping down his balls and pooling
beneath her.  His head was bent along the roof, his shoulder cramped within
the tight confines of the old Ford and his hands kept slipping from her
sweaty hips.  Nancy cried out, her body tensing and arms fraying about and
she once again was brought to an orgasm.

   This set Phillip off as his cock began twitching, shooting lines of cum
in rapid-fire succession deep inside their young captive.  The car was
silent except the panting of the two adults and the soft moaning from the
girl.  Slowly he backed away, dragging his cock from the tight gash and
releasing a torrent of goo in its wake.  He smiled watching as a slug-sized
wad slithered down her inner thighs toward the seat.  Smacking her ass, he
got out, pulled his pants on and resumed driving for Oakland.

   Nancy's maternal instincts kicked in as she pulled the girl to her chest
and began slowly stroking her hair.  Both were drenched in sweat and Caycee
felt several drops from the older woman landing on her back.  She cringed
as Nancy pulled her face closer to her saggy breast and rubbed the nipple
along her lips.  "Suck it for momma," she whispered smiling.  Slowly Caycee
opened her mouth allowing the nipple to be pushed inside before gently
sucking like a baby.

   "Whatcha gunna call this one?" Nancy called out to her husband.

   "I'm not sure.  I was thinking `bout Alice.  That was my mom's name."

   "Alice.  Hum, I like that.  Just like Alice in Wonderland," she added
leaning over to kiss the top of the girl's head.  My little Alice in
Wonderland." Pulling the girl's mouth from her teat, she looked into her
bright blue eyes.  "You like your new name, Alice?" she asked smiling.

   "My name's Caycee," she mumbled frowning at being called something else.
Phillip reached into the back and grabbed a fist full of hair.

   "Your name is Alice, whore, understand?  That other person don't exist
no more.  You're Alice now and if I ever hear that other name again, you'll
regret it!" Caycee swallowed hard, struggling to free her hair from his
grasp.  A blow to the back of the head kept her from fighting.

   "Now, now, Alice, don't be like that.  You're going to enjoy your new
life with us and we're going to be one big happy family, you'll see," she
said pushing the girl's face back down to her chest.  Phillip adjusted the
mirror to watch the girl suckling while Nancy softly stroked her back.

   He smiled.  "You like your new toy?" he asked watching the delighted
expression on his wife's face.

   "Yes, very much.  But not as much as you're going to enjoy her." They
both laughed as he sped toward their destiny.

   The drive seemed to take longer as traffic was slow and they were in a
hurry to reach Bill's house.  He was always good to help them break in a
new whore, but this one didn't seem like she'll need much.  It looks like
she's pretty docile and has accepted her role as their newest sex slave. 
Who knows, maybe this one they'll keep long enough to start a family.  That
would be great since Nancy can't have children.

   He smiled at the thought.  He could start his own harem, making as many
baby girls as the little whore could produce.  As soon as she's able to,
he'll get her pregnant and keep her pregnant all the time.  She'll be
getting enough cock that as soon as she has her period; she'll get knocked
up from all the sperm that will be pumped into her pussy.  The thought
distracted him enough that he nearly missed his exit.

   "We're almost there.  Start getting dressed," he grumbled behind him. 
He knew Nancy would take a while as the stupid sow stripped off all of her
clothes.  She enjoys being naked even if they're on the freeway where
anyone could see.  Fortunately the windows are tinted and it's difficult to
see in.  Caycee felt the car slowing to a stop and winced.  What has she
gotten herself into?

   Bill was a tall, fat man with a big white beard and gray hair.  In a way
he reminded her of the Santa Clauses you see at the mall around Christmas.
He stepped aside, allowing the trio to enter into his modest home.  His
eyes locked onto Caycee and he never broke his stare.  "My, my, my, what a
lovely little thing you are," he said smiling a yellowish grin.  She
cringed.

   "Bill, this is Alice," Phillip said pushing the girl into the living
room.  Right away she could smell the stench of his filthy home and saw
several cats running around and others lying about.  There was cat hair and
fur balls everywhere and the strong odor of cat pee burned her nose.

   "Hel~lo, Alice.  What a pretty name for a pretty girl," he added bending
over, holding his knees to support his hefty weight.  His face was just
inches from her and she had to turn away from his rancid breath.  Phillip
watched her to see if she would object to her new name as he was prepared
to punish her if she gave the slightest indication of disobedience.  She
gave none and he smiled.

   Trash, old papers, magazines and forgotten food was strewn around and
the old worn couch had duct tape covering the tears and holes and a brick
was used to replace a missing leg.  Phillip guided her to the dingy sofa
and sat next to her.  Bill took the position on the other side and quickly
put his arm around her, pulling her face toward his smelly arm pit.  She
held her breath as he hugged her to his body.  Nancy sat on the arm of the
sofa next to Phillip.

   "You did good with this one," Bill started still staring down at her. 
"Sweet and young, just the way I like them.  I think the others will
agree."

   "Yea, I thought so too.  But she's a real tiger in bed; I think she'll
surprise you." The two men smiled at each other.

   "So, what are your plans with her?  Same as the others?" he asked as if
she wasn't sitting there.

   "Naw, this one's special.  I think we'll keep her," he said putting his
arm across Nancy's legs.  "We've been wanting to start a family and I think
it's the perfect time for that, don't you, Honey?" he asked looking up at
his wife.  Her face brightened and she cracked a huge smile.

   "Are you serious, Honey?  Really?!  Oh my God, Yes, I think it's time
for that," she added leaning over to hug him and nearly falling on top of
him.  "I love babies and want lots and lots of them!"

   She giggled, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him
passionately.

   "Well then I guess congratulations are in order," Bill said smiling at
the couple still kissing next to them.  Watching his friends making out was
enough to want to give them some privacy.

   "It's been a long trip," the old fat man said patting her leg.  "Why
don't we go take a quick shower to freshen up?"

   "Good idea," Phillip said pulling away from Nancy just long enough to
glance her way.  "Why don't you show her where the bathroom is?" It took
Bill two hard tries to pull himself from the sofa.  The springs had long
been worn and offered no support for his bulky size.  Extending his hand,
he pulled her up and led her toward the back of the house.

   Caycee didn't really need to shower but figured she'd humor the man and
watched as he reaching through the curtain to start the water.  He stood
nearby looking at her.  "Well?"

   "Well what?" she asked wondering what he was talking about.

   "Well aren't you going to get undressed?  You can't shower with your
clothes on." She sighed.  She really didn't want to get naked in front of
the fat slob, but it looks like she won't have a choice.  It's not like she
hadn't been naked in front of guys she just met, but they were usually
young, good looking and had nice bodies.  Not old fat farts like this blob
of flesh.

   Slowly she undressed, neatly folding and placing her clothes on the
sink. He stared at her with lustful glee.  "Very nice indeed," he mumbled
licking his lips.  Silently she slipped into the shower, pulling the
curtain closed and put her head under the spray, letting the water run down
her body, washing off the sweat and memories of the morning.  She sighed
wondering what to do in order to get out of this mess.

   The rush of cold air startled her as she turned to see Bill stepping
naked into the shower with her.  She flinched seeing the grotesque,
pasty-white body of the older man waddling to enter, holding onto the wall
for support.  He had one large, long breast covering his chest that giggled
with his movements and his belly was stretched so tight it appeared as if
it would burst at any moment.  Rolls of fat drooped from parts of his body
that she never knew existed.

   Closing the curtain behind him, he stood there grinning, his angry red
cock pointing straight at her stomach.  She swallowed hard and closed her
eyes, letting the water flow back over her.  She felt his ham-sized hand
touching her shoulder and cringed, sending a chill down her spin.

   The first time she ever felt that way was several years ago when her
Uncle James first began touching her like that.  He wasn't morbidly obese,
but she was young and inexperienced.  Bill's other hand found its way to
her waist as he stepped behind her, rubbing his large belly against her
back.  She groaned.

   "You are so beautiful," he whispered into her ear.  The two of them
stayed locked together as the water sprayed them until there was no hot
water.  He reached past her to shut the water off and turned her to face
him.  "I'm going to enjoy making love to you," he spoke with a soft voice
still smiling at her.

   Her skin broke out with goose bumps as he pulled the curtain aside,
flooding the tub with cool air.  He struggled to get out, grasping the wall
to steady his exit.  Smiling at her, he held her hand helping her out
before pinning her to the sink.

   "I can't wait to breed you," he said pinching her budding nipple and
giving it a slight twist.

   "Wh...what do you mean?" she naively asked.

   He chuckled.  "Breed you, you know get you pregnant."

   "PREGNANT?  I don't wanna get pregnant!"

   "Too bad, it ain't up to you.  Phillip's already decided to start a
family and Nancy wants to have lots of babies so you know what that
means..." She stared blankly up at the hulking man.

   "No," she mumbled as tears welled in her eyes.

   "Nancy's infertile, she can't have babies.  That means you're gunna have
them for her.  You'll be like an incubator, spitting out babies one after
another." She suddenly felt sick to her stomach and grasped the edge of the
counter for support.  He smiled at her distress.

   "You're still just a pup so you probably won't get knocked up just yet,
but it'll be fun trying," he added leaning over to put his mouth over hers,
pushing his slimy, wet tongue inside of her mouth.  She wrenched as his
hands began roaming all over her body.

   Lifting her onto the sink, he moved between her thin legs, reached under
his distended stomach searching for his seldom seen cock and aimed it
toward the hairless slot at the union of her legs.  She moaned as the
bulbous head slipped inside, swelling her delicate tissue.  He was thick
but not long and with his fat stomach, only a few inches were able to
penetrate her.

   Leaning back against the mirror, she waited as he slowly sawed back and
forth into her, plugging her small hole with his fleshy cork.  Closing her
eyes she sighed remembering when she lost her virginity so many years ago
also on a bathroom sink.

   It should have been a clue for her mother finding the dripping blood
stains down the front but it was dismissed after her father explained that
he cut himself shaving.  Bill grunted exhaling his putrid breath into her
face as his pace quickened.  He thrust harder, nearly slipping out from
time to time but keeping his rhythm and intensity.

   She heaved a sigh feeling the thick head swelling and jerking inside of
her, spilling is cum inside of her.  Never before had she ever had to worry
about getting pregnant.  That just wasn't something she ever thought about,
but now?

   Bill stayed between her legs, sweating all over her as his cock slowly
slipped from her tight confines.  She felt if suddenly fall from her and
felt the sudden rush of fluids escaping behind it.  The bathroom door
suddenly swung open and Phillip was standing there staring at them.

   "How are the love birds doing?" he asked smirking.

   "Phillip, this little filly is something else," he said backing away
from her with a smile.

   "Don't I know it!" he replied stepping into the small room.  Caycee's
eyes drifted downward as she noticed movement and sighed noticing he was
unbuttoning his pants.  She didn't move as he got into position between her
legs and slipped his hard cock into her.  Closing her eyes, she remembered
the first time her father did this to her so long ago.

   Cum was still dripping from her as she made her way naked toward the
living room to find Nancy sitting there nude from the waist down.  "Come
here my little wondergirl and take care of momma," she muttered parting her
legs.  The two men sat nearby watching as Caycee head was once again pulled
between Nancy's legs.

   "Mind if I have another go?" Bill asked motioning to her.

   "Hell no, help yourself."

   Phillip watched as the slob knelt on the couch with one knee while
keeping the other foot on the floor and moved closer to Alice.  He smiled
thinking how much fun they were going to have with the little whore and how
lucky he was to have found her.  The couch groaned under his weight as his
thrusts quickened, pushing her face harder against Nancy's hairy gash. 
Thank God Alice is hairless as all that hair is a turn off.

   After cumming, the fat bastard collapsed next to Phillip, drops of sweat
pouring down on his arm.  "You gunna have a coming out party for her soon?"
Bill asked not taking his eyes off the girl.

   "More like a cumming `in' party," Phillip joked turning when his fat
friend bellowed loudly at his pun.  The pair sat in silence watching until
Nancy's second orgasm shook her body and rattled their nerves from her loud
exclamations.

   "Okay, that's enough for now," Phillip said standing and covering the
short distance within a few seconds.  "Time to get her to her new home," he
said pulling the girl away from his wife and laying her onto her back.  Her
legs instinctively parted and his eyes quickly focused on her puffy little
crack.  So nice and tight looking.  He licked his lips.  "Well, maybe
there's enough time for a quickie," he muttered unzipping his pants.

   Caycee sat in the back staring out the window as they drove to some
unknown destination.  Her arms were folded, her body slumped against the
back, her feet under the seat in front of her.  "I want to go home," she
muttered not looking at either of them in the front.

   "You are going home," Phillip replied giving her a quick glance over the
back of the seat.

   "I want to go to my home, not your home."

   "My home is now your home so you'd better get used to it.  One more word
about this and you'll be sorry, understand?" She sat quiet for the rest of
the trip.

   Her eyes flew open when they pulled into the long drive way with the
over grown bushes and trees and stopped before a large gate.  Nancy got out
unlocking and opening it while Phillip drove in, parking in front of a run
down house.  Looking back, she watched as Nancy closed and relocked the
six-foot high gate and waited outside of the car.

   "Let's go," he said opening his door and folding the seat so that she
could get out.  Taking her by the arm he led her around the side of the
house into the back yard and to an old shed.  Unlocking it, the door
squeaked open as he pushed her inside the dim, dingy room.  An exposed 25
watt bulb hanging from the ceiling was the only source of light and he
shoved her once again toward the back where a small grimy mattress rested
on the dirt floor.

   Pushing her onto the mattress, he grabbed one of the two chains fastened
to the wall and latched one to her wrist.  "Wait!  What are you doing?" she
asked trying to pull free.

   "You're mine now, whore and I'm just making sure you don't try to go any
where.  I'll leave the other wrist clamp off for now, but if you try and
get away..." he left the sentence unfinished.  She watched as the pair
left, closing and latching the door behind them.  She shivered from the
cold, damp room and looked around for something to cover up with.  There
was nothing.

   Leaning against the unfinished wall, she began to cry.  What's going to
happen to her?

   "Wake up!" someone shouting at her yelled.  Slowly she opened her eyes
hoping the nightmare she was in had ended.  Phillip was squatting next to
her holding a plate of food.  "Eat," was all he said before standing.  She
had cried herself to sleep and wasn't even sure what time it was.  The only
window was so dirty she couldn't tell if it was light out or not.  She was
hungry and ate, not looking up at the man towering above her.

   "After you eat, I want you to clean up.  There's a water hose behind the
shed you can use.  Make yourself presentable.  I have some friends I want
you to meet and you'd better be nice to them, understand?" She watched as
she stooped to unlock her bonds and left the room, not closing the door. 
The sun was shining but she wasn't sure what time it was.  Gingerly she
rose, making her way outside.  She needed to pee and had to clean up.

   The water was so cold her teeth chattered while she hosed off.  Never
before has she had to clean up like this and stood shaking as the cold
water rushed over her.  "Clean your pussy too," she heard his stern voice
calling out from behind her.  She turned the hose toward her legs and
groaned as the freezing water touched the tender area.

   "You look like a drowned rat," he said handing her a thin, holey towel.
She bundled up, huddling to keep warm as her teeth chattered like an old
typewriter.  "Time to get dressed," he informed her pulling grabbing her
wrist and guiding her back inside the shed.  A paper bag was on her dirty
mattress and he pushed her toward it.  "Your clothes are inside."

   Holding up the tube dress, she looked back at him frowning.  "Put it on,
you need to make a good impression." It was tight, small and bright yellow,
but fit her okay.  There were no panties included and she didn't bother
asking about any.  If he wanted her to have them, he would have given her a
pair.  Her small, grape-sized nipples made two smalls protrusions and there
was a small pouch at her belly, but aside from that, it was smooth.

   Pulling her to the big house, he sat her at the kitchen table and called
for Nancy.  She was there within a minute carrying a makeup bag and a
brush. Fifteen minutes later she looked good enough for them to leave. 
"Remember what I told you.  Be nice to them." She nodded as the seat
dropped back into place before he got in.  Nancy stayed home and Caycee
stared out the back window until she faded from her view.
   ~ the end of part 2