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Hello,

Here is a new story called Bed and Breakfast - Part 4. I hope you like it!

Love,
Kelli
 		 	   		  
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BED AND BREAKFAST - PART 4
INTRODUCTION: Sex and Pain Intermingled
Helen was bent over a bench in the Contemplation Garden.  She was
totally naked except for her high heels, red ankle strap pumps with
six-inch heels.  The toes were closed, and were very long and pointy.  The
straps had small padlocks, so she could not take off the slut shoes until
she was allowed to do so.  Her legs were spread wide apart, and her ankles
were tied to the feet of the five-foot metal bench with thick, rough rope
that bit into her sensitive flesh.  Her bare arms were spread and tied to

the ends of the seat, so her face was forced into the seat of the bench.

   A large black plastic dildo, shaped like a nigger's erect cock, had been
forced into her vagina until the head was against her cervix.  The dildo
was 14 inches long, but only an inch at the base was visible -- the rest
was inside Helen's cunt, filling her and stretching her pussy painfully. 
Her round little ass was criss-crossed with fine red welts that were
bleeding a little.  Another welt sprang up as Bruce gave her a stroke with
the cane.  He had been whipping her for an hour, giving her a stroke that
made her yelp, then fucking her a little with the dildo, forcing the head
up against her closed cervix and making her wince in pain.  Tears were
running down her cheeks, but not just from the pain.  Whenever Bruce did
this to her, it made her love him so much that she couldn't help crying.

   Helen knew her body wasn't much to look at anymore.  She was 53 now, and
her breasts were shrunken and saggy.  She had stretch marks all over her
stomach -- inevitable after having three children -- and her hair was
stringy and oily.  She was a little pudgy in her midsection and her thighs,
and her skin was greasy.  She smelled bad most of the time because she
could never get her vagina or her anus completely clean.  She douched
frequently, but her cunt always smelled like rotten fish.  Doctors had told
her it was something to do with her lymph glands, and there was no
treatment for it.  Her anal sphincter had never been strong, and as she got
older, it got weaker, and sometimes feces leaked out of her ass when she
coughed or sat down too hard.  Her shit smelled like burning rubber mixed
with rotten eggs, and the slightest release of feces from her rectum made
the whole room stink so bad that people had to leave or open a window.

   With all this going against her, Helen thought of herself as LUCKY --
because Bruce loved her.  She knew she didn't deserve it, but she basked in
his attention and devotion, and her heart leaped whenever he came into the
room.

   What she did not realize was that Bruce actually HATED her old wrinkled
stinky body.  He stayed with her for one reason -- well, actually, three
reasons, and their names were Dara, Laurel, and Dillon, Helen's children.
Dara was 17, Laurel was 15, and Dillon was 13 -- all underage, but that
didn't stop a pedophile like Bruce.

   CHAPTER 1: Bruce's History

   Bruce had met Helen when they were both working at the Washington Post
as computer programmers a few years before.  Helen was divorced, raising
three kids, with no time or inclination to date anyone, and she welcomed
the attention of a handsome light-skinned nigger buck like Bruce.  She had
been taught to fear and loathe niggers, but she had watched as more and
more celebrity couples broke the racial barriers.  It seemed terribly
adventurous to her, the very idea of letting a nigger touch her, let alone
go any further.  Her parents had taught her that no white woman with morals
would willingly talk to a nigger buck, and would never even think about
dating one.  So when Helen agreed to go out with Bruce, she felt thrilled
and happy and proud, all at the same time.

   Bruce was another story.  He had deep inner conflicts about his
self-image, mostly due to his light skin.  His father was the blackest
nigger you have ever seen, but his mother was a white girl with pale skin
-- a total contrast with his father.  Bruce was never able to grasp, in his
own mind, how he could spring from two such dissimilar-looking people.  His
father, in an effort to bond with Bruce, took him to a whorehouse when
Bruce was 12 -- and the whore his father selected for him had exactly the
same skin as his mother.  Her face was not at all like his mother's -- the
whore looked tired and worn out, even though she was only 17 at the time --
but her milky white skin lanced right into young Bruce's brain.  In his
mind, he was fucking his mother, and he didn't stop until the whore was
bleeding.  When his father and the girl's pimp broke down the door, they
found Bruce sitting on the whore's face, thrusting his hips as he fucked
her open mouth, almost suffocating her while he reached back and stabbed
her over and over in her cunt with a large crucifix that had been hanging
on the wall.  They managed to save the whore's life, but she had to have a
hysterectomy -- her uterus and ovaries were badly damaged.  She would never
have children now.  Her vaginal walls were scarred permanently, and she was
useless as a whore.

   Bruce learned a great life lesson here -- it made him feel good to hurt
a white woman sexually, and the whiter the better.  He started sneaking out
at night, at first just as a Peeping Tom, but soon his raw nigger lust
burst out uncontrollably.  The first white girl he raped was 14, two years
older than he was.  Bruce came in through the window of her bedroom and
blindfolded her with a pair of her panties before she got a look at him,
then gagged her and tied her to her bed.  He raped her four times in two
hours.  While he waited for his penis to get hard between the rapes, he
forced things into her asshole -- ballpoint pens he found on her desk, a
charm bracelet her parents had given her for her birthday, and finally her
cell phone.  He tore the girl's anal sphincter badly while he was shoving
the phone up her ass, and she was bleeding all over the sheets while he
raped her the fourth time.  He left her there, with blood oozing out of her
ass and semen oozing out of her cunt.

   Bruce was responsible for a string of unsolved rapes that went on for
six years in his town.  More than 100 women and girls were raped -- all of
them white, most of them under 16 years old.  By the time he graduated from
high school, Bruce was an accomplished rapist -- but he wanted more.  So he
went off to college -- the first young buck in his family to do so -- with
two goals in mind: get his degree, and rape as many white girls as he
could. He had really moved beyond simple rape by now.  Of course he still
enjoyed the raping, the physical feeling of dominance over a slutty white
girl, but he had found that his pleasure was greatly enhanced if he hurt
the girl while he was raping her.  He hurt the girl with his cock, of
course, ramming into her vagina as hard as he could, but now he liked to do
more.  He had started with biting, nipping at her nose or ears while he was
raping her, but he soon moved on to biting and chewing on her breasts.  He
enjoyed biting the girl's erect nipple just at the moment of his
ejaculation -- her screams, though muffled by her gag, gave him a huge
rush, and semen poured out of his cock into the girl's unprotected pussy.
Then he started breaking the girl's fingers while he raped her -- bending
each finger back slowly, while she tried to scream through her gag, and
finally hearing the snap as her finger broke.  With some of his victims, he
broke the girl's arm before he penetrated her, so the pain of his cock in
her cunt was heightened by the intense pain of her broken arm.

   Bruce also discovered the intense pleasure of raping a young girl while
he forced her mother to watch, as well as the reverse, raping the mother
while he forced her daughter to watch.  On these occasions he wore a
pull-over mask and lowered his voice so he could not be identified later.
His first was a 29-year-old mother with a 14-year-old daughter, both of
them with long red hair and freckles.  They had the very pale white skin
that often went with red hair, and he couldn't believe how strongly he
ejaculated into the young girl while her mother, tied up only three feet
away, watched with tears running down her cheeks.  With warm semen still
oozing out of his cock, he pulled out of the girl and tied her, then laid
her mother down where the girl had been and penetrated her with one deep
stroke.  His cock never got soft, and he gave the woman a good raping
before he exploded in her vagina, two cums in less than five minutes.  He
stayed with them all night, raping the mother two more times and the
daughter three more times.  He finally left when he heard a car outside --
the husband returning from a business trip.  The thought of the man coming
in and finding his wife and daughter with semen running out of their gaping
cunts was good for a week of great masturbating, in between more rapes. 
Bruce usually masturbated at least three times each day, in addition to the
rapes he performed at night.

   CHAPTER 2: Bruce and Wendy

   By the time he got hired at the Washington Post, Bruce had developed
into a very smooth manipulator, a real ladies' man -- or so he appeared. 
He was interviewed by the branch manager for the consulting company hired
by the Post -- Computing Assistance, Inc.  -- and managed to seduce her in
less than an hour.  Her name was Wendy, a short, petite blonde whose daddy
had a top job with CAI and had gotten his 24-year-old daughter a good job
with his company.  Wendy didn't really have any skills -- but she looked
great, and Bruce had her in bed soon after his interview.  He discerned
that Wendy was submissive soon after they got to his hotel room, and he had
her on her knees, naked, begging for his cock.  He made her stand in front
of the open window and play with her small tits, with all the lights on in
the room, and men looking up at her in the second-floor room.  Bruce teased
her with his cock until she was desperate to be fucked, then stood behind
her and penetrated her -- still in front of the window.  Then he switched
to her tight little ass, making her moan with desire and frustration when
he didn't cum right away.  Wendy had never been fucked in the ass, and it
hurt a lot, but she would have done anything for Bruce by that time.  When
he finally grunted like a pig and ejaculated in her bowels, Wendy actually
thanked him!  She was a complete slut by then, a slave to his big nigger
cock.

   Wendy came by the Post frequently, supposedly to talk to the clients and
make sure things were going well -- but on each visit, she took Bruce to a
janitor's closet for half an hour.  She took off all her clothes as soon as
they were inside, except her high heels -- Bruce liked white girls in high
heels.  She always started with a blowjob, bringing Bruce's penis to full
erection just with her mouth.  He had taught her the proper position for a
cocksucker -- naked, on her knees, hands flat on the floor in front of her,
touching the penis only with her dirty little mouth.  She wished he would
cum in her mouth -- she loved the taste of any man's sperm, but Bruce's was
especially thick and creamy -- but he always pulled out of her mouth with a
huge erection and made her bend over a table.  He made her reach around
with both hands and spread her round little buttocks apart so he could
penetrate her asshole.  Wendy always begged him to fuck her pussy, but
Bruce enjoyed the hot tightness of her rectum.  He reached around and ran
his fingers along her slit and touched her erect clitoris all the time he
was ass-fucking her, driving her crazy with wanting him inside her
fuckhole. She always lubricated heavily while he was fucking her ass -- her
vagina oozed so much juice, it made a puddle on the floor between her legs.
Wendy's cunt slime had a sharp, salty smell -- the musky, unmistakable odor
of a woman in heat.  The smell made Bruce's cock hard like a rock, and he
drove into her bowels like a jackhammer, until she was begging for his
sperm.  But he never ejaculated in her ass.  He screwed her as long as he
possibly could, until her anus was red and raw, then he always pulled out
of her ass and shoved her back down on the floor on her knees so he could
finally do what she wanted so deeply -- to receive his previous semen in
her mouth.

   But Bruce's hard penis was covered with Wendy's shit, and each time he
took it out of her ass and shoved it in her mouth, she had to fight off a
wave of nausea that overwhelmed her.  The smell of her own feces had always
made her sick, and her lips and tongue could feel the small bits of
excrement all over his cock -- it made her stomach lurch like she was about
to vomit.  Only the thick, ropey sperm that spewed out of his cock and down
her throat made it all OK.  Wendy knew she was swallowing her own shit
while she gulped down Bruce's sperm, and she had to concentrate on the
taste of the creamy sperm to keep her mind off the feces going down her
throat.  She knew he wanted her to clean his cock after she finished
swallowing his jism, and she licked and sucked his erection until it was
totally clean.  He stayed hard while she was working on his cock, and as
soon as she was finished, he jerked his cock meat out of her mouth and
started masturbating, rubbing the head of his cock all over Wendy's face,
leaving little trails of pre-cum all over her forehead and cheeks and lips
and chin.  It never took Bruce very long to cum this way, and he anointed
her face with a full load of his sticky sperm.  He made Wendy leave his
jism on her face while she got dressed, and he only let her wipe off some
of it before they both went back to work.  Bruce enjoyed watching Wendy for
the rest of the day, walking around with streaks of his sperm on her pretty
face.

   CHAPTER 3: Bruce and Patrick

   Besides screwing Wendy, Bruce fucked all the women working for CAI at
the Post -- and one of the men.  A guy named Patrick had been pestering
Wendy for a date, and Wendy wanted to end his pleading and begging. 
Patrick was extremely fat -- around 450 pounds -- and just wouldn't take
"no" for an answer.  Wendy planted a seed in his head, about possibly
considering sex with another man, and convinced him it would be a good
thing for him.  Patrick admitted to her that he had fantasies where he was
a woman making love with some of the men there at the Post.  He was so fat,
he had "man breasts," and he told her he liked to wear belts above and
below his tits, tightened up so his "breasts" were big and firm like real
ones.  Then he would masturbate while he fondled his tits, imagining
himself a woman being screwed by a man.  He also told her he had forced
various objects up his own ass, and he had imagined a man fucking him that
way.

   Wendy convinced Patrick that he would love having sex with Bruce, with
Patrick as the "woman," and a meeting was set up in the janitor's closet.
Wendy and Bruce met Patrick there, and Patrick quickly took off his clothes
and put the belts around his tits, cinching them up tight so his tits stuck
out like melons.  He bent over, his hands on his ankles, facing Wendy, and
Bruce stood behind him and penetrated him in the ass.  Wendy played with
Patrick's tits a little, then opened her blouse so he could play with her
tits while Bruce fucked him.  Patrick was in heaven!  His small penis was
leaking pre-cum down his thighs as Bruce thrust into him.  It hurt, but
touching Wendy's breasts kept his mind off the pain, and she was caressing
his tits and pinching his hard nipples at the same time.  It didn't take
long before Bruce was ready to cum, and he ejaculated in Patrick's asshole
as Patrick moaned.  Wendy reached down between Patrick's open legs and
touched his half-hard penis, and it stiffened into an erection.  Even fully
erect, it was only five inches long, but Wendy stroked it a little, making
Patrick moan again, and in a moment he shivered as he ejaculated a little
semen onto her hand.  Wendy milked his cock, then impulsively got down on
her knees so she could suck his little dick.  Patrick put his hands on his
tits and fondled himself as Wendy sucked the last of his sperm into her
mouth and swallowed it.  Bruce had pulled his cock out of Patrick's ass,
and he gestured to Wendy.  She didn't want to suck him, but she loved his
big cock too much to refuse.  She took his cock in her mouth, tasting
Patrick's ass on it, and she felt a wave of nausea as she caught the foul
smell of Patrick's shit on Bruce's cock.  She licked and sucked it,
swallowing his sperm and Patrick's feces until the cock was clean.  Wendy's
sucking got Bruce's cock hard again, and he held her by her ears and
started thrusting into her mouth, forcing the head of his cock into her
throat and making her gag.  He slapped Patrick's ass in rhythm to his
thrusts, and he saw Patrick's cock getting hard again, too.  When Bruce was
ready to cum again, after just a couple of minutes of face-fucking Wendy,
he yanked his throbbing cook out of her mouth and quickly forced it into
Patrick's big ass again, making Patrick groan with pleasure -- and pain. 
Bruce thrust into him, once, twice, then felt Wendy's face against his ass.
He opened his legs a little, and he felt her spread his ass cheeks so she
could nuzzle her face into his ass crack.  He kept fucking Patrick as Wendy
started to lick his anus, forcing the tip of her tongue into his rectum. 
What a hot little bitch!  he thought.  He was still raping Patrick in the
ass, and Wendy's head was jerking as she kept her face pressed hard between
his buttocks.  Wendy reached up and masturbated Patrick as Bruce screwed
him, and Bruce exploded in Patrick's ass just as Patrick's little cock
spurted some semen onto Wendy's hand.  Bruce reached around and cupped
Patrick's tits in his hands, feeling the belts above and below them, making
his tits big.  "You're a great fuck," Bruce told Patrick, as Patrick moaned
with satisfaction.  He was one happy bitch that day.

   CHAPTER 4: Bruce and Helen

   Bruce had been introduced to Helen when he came to work at the
Washington Post, and it didn't take long for him to get her into bed. 
Helen was divorced, with three kids in school, and she had decided to put
her dating life on hold while she raised her children -- but Bruce had the
kind of smooth charm and slickness that cut straight to her heart, and when
he took her home after their second date, she invited him in -- and let him
fuck her with her three kids asleep in their rooms.  Helen had to bury her
head in the pillow to stifle her moans while Bruce was screwing her for the
first time -- she had never had a penis this big inside her, and it drove
her crazy.  His roughness was another turn-on for her, the way he rammed
his cock into her like she was a whore.  Helen had four orgasms before
Bruce exploded in her vagina, filling her insides with his thick creamy
sperm.  She felt like her head was going to burst.  She could feel every
spurt of his cock, throbbing heavily in her gaping cunt as he ejaculated
inside her.  When he was done, Bruce pulled out of her and shoved her away,
but that just made Helen want him more.  Her breasts were on fire, her
nipples swollen and stiffly erect, and her clitoris was sticking out like a
little cock.  She touched her clit, and her whole body jerked as she had
three more quick orgasms, like firecrackers exploding between her legs.

   This was the first time Helen had been exposed to pain as part of sex,
but it certainly would not be the last time.  Deep down, Helen was a sexual
masochist, but she never knew it until she met Bruce.  He taught her just
how intense sex can be, and love has nothing to do with it -- it's the pain
that's the turn-on, just as big a turn-on for him giving it as for her
receiving it.  Helen had always felt inadequate, which made her submissive,
in and out of bed, but Bruce took her feelings to a much higher and more
intense level when he treated her like a whore.  It didn't take long for
her to start to crave that intensity, to hunger for it like a bitch in
heat, and Bruce was right there with his big cock to validate her feelings.
He taught her that she was worthless by treating her like a whore -- then
rewarded her by giving her the most intense orgasms of her life.  So Helen
learned to associate her worthlessness with her orgasms, and she willingly
did anything Bruce told her, willingly submitted to anything Bruce wanted
to do to her, willingly offered her body for him to use -- because he
always rewarded her with orgasms that blasted her mind and body like
electric shocks.

   CHAPTER 5: Bruce Becomes a Pimp

   Bruce seduced all the women working for CAI at the Post, and neither
Wendy nor Helen objected because they were afraid Bruce would deny them his
cock, and they were both crazy for it.  There was Sharon, an older woman
with nice large breasts.  Her face wasn't much, but she had a fairly good
body for a 50-year-old.  There was Echo, a younger woman with long red hair
who bred dogs in her spare time -- and let them fuck her.  There was
Teresa, another redhead, not as flamboyant as Echo, but just as good in
bed. Bruce also screwed a lot of the women who worked directly for the
Post, but mostly he stuck with the CAI women because he saw them every day.

   The Post building was located in a section of DC where prostitution was
rampant after dark, and Bruce wanted to make some money to supplement his
CAI salary -- so he turned out some of his girls as street whores.  Wendy,
the branch manager for CAI, found out about his plans when he told her
about them, smirking as he outlined his plans to run a string of whores up
and down 15th Street, not far from the Post building.  Wendy hated the
idea, and not just because it was totally immoral, which it was.  She was
terrified that her father, Bob, would find out about it, and the whole
thing would land in her lap.  Wendy loved her daddy and didn't want to
upset him.  He had gotten her this job with CAI -- but she loved him
because he was the man who had taken her virginity.  Bob had raped Wendy on
the night of her 12th birthday, and she would never forget how great he
made her feel.  He lavished attention on her, kissing her tiny titties and
showing her how to rub his penis and make it hard.  She would never forget
how gentle and loving he was when he worked his erection into her virgin
pussy, slowing down when she told him it hurt, giving her vagina time to
expand to accommodate his 13-inch cock.  Bob had captured his daughter's
heart forever that night, and Wendy had closed her eyes as one orgasm after
another swept through her young body.

   Wendy reluctantly told Bruce to go ahead with his pimping plans, but to
keep his girls far enough from the Post building so her father would not
see them.  Bob came to the Post occasionally to check on the CAI project,
and Wendy did NOT want him to recognize any CAI personnel turning tricks on
the street.  Then Wendy got a very bad shock -- Bruce told her he wanted
HER out there earning money for him, too!  Wendy wanted to say no -- but
she knew he would never use his cock on her again if she did, so she
agreed. Bruce met her after work in the janitor's closet and gave her the
clothes he wanted her to wear: a tight black dress that was so short it
barely covered her ass, and black pumps with six-inch heels.  No bra or
panties.  Wendy flatly told him no, and spun on her heel to leave -- but
Bruce reached around and cupped her breasts from behind, mauling them
roughly, pinching her erect nipples and making her moan, and or course she
gave in.  When she appeared on 15th Street a block north of the Post
building as dusk, she found Sharon and Echo already there, dressed just
about as she was -- like sluts.  Sharon's big breasts were almost falling
out of a tight tank top, and Echo's microskirt was so short that her red
pubic hair could be glimpsed when she walked.  Wendy was the first girl to
get solicited.  A dirty man that looked homeless sidled up to her and
reached for her breast, but Wendy slapped his hand.  "How much for a piece
of you?" he rasped, but Wendy shoved him and he stumbled away.

   Echo took a man down the alley and pulled up her skirt so he could give
her a quick fuck.  She was back on the street within five minutes, with a
string of cum on her leg.  She was breathing fast -- the guy had really
reamed out her pussy, and she had four orgasms while he screwed her.  She
did three more johns in the next half hour, each one leaving her face
flushed and her breath coming in gasps -- she was one hot little bitch. 
Her next john wanted a blowjob, and she led him over beside the building
and got down on her knees right there on the sidewalk and opened his pants.
The man couldn't believe she was doing this right out in the open.  Echo's
tiny skirt rode up around her waist as she kneeled in front of the john. 
Her long red hair reached down past her waist in back.  She sucked his cock
hungrily, making loud slurping sounds as she moved her head up and down on
his shaft.  She made him cum in less than three minutes, and surprised him
by taking his load in her mouth -- and swallowing it!  Most whores spit out
the sperm, but Echo gulped it down like it was sweet cream.

   Wendy and Sharon were watching Echo, and they couldn't believe what a
slut she was.  They knew she let her dogs fuck her at home -- she had told
them about it herself -- but at least that was private.  Giving a blowjob
on the sidewalk while people were walking by was a whole other thing.  Echo
rejoined them, breathing fast, with some sperm still on her lips.  She
licked it off and swallowed it, grinning like the filthiest slut in town.
She had a little trail of juice running down her legs -- from her pussy
lubricating heavily while she was sucking off the john -- and she noticed
it, then ran her hand down and scooped up some of the juice on her fingers.
She smeared the pungent liquid on her forehead and her cheeks, laughing at
the shocked expressions on Wendy's and Sharon's faces.  "If we're gonna be
whores, we should act like it!" she told them loudly.  A group of three men
walking by heard her, and they stopped and propositioned the girls.  They
wanted to fuck, but Wendy and Sharon herded them down into the alley before
Echo could just bend over right there on the sidewalk.  There were some
garbage cans there, and the girls bent over the cans, pulling up their
skirts so their bare asses were showing.  They spread their legs so their
slits were exposed, and the men penetrated them quickly.  Wendy's fucker
was very young, maybe 19, and he screwed her fast, taking only a few
minutes to cum inside her.  Sharon's john reached around and squeezed her
big breasts hard, making Sharon grunt in pain.  Echo's guy was older, but
he knew what to do with his cock -- he had her moaning in less than a
minute, then started thrusting into her fast.  She was moving her hips,
meeting his thrusts, helping him screw her deeper.  He grabbed her hair and
pulled, making her groan as he jerked her head up.  He rode her like a
horse, slapping her round little ass while he screwed her hard and deep. 
She was panting like a bitch in heat by the time he had his climax, filling
her vagina with warm cum.  A lot of his sperm leaked down Echo's leg when
her fucker pulled out of her twat, and she just left it there.

   The girls stumbled out of the alley in their high heels, all of them
trembling from being fucked so good.  A man came up to Wendy and told her
he liked her little titties.  He wanted her to strip for him, but when she
started to take him into the alley, he said no, right here.  Wendy managed
to walk him over to the side of the building, and she stood in a recessed
doorway and took off her clothes while he watched from the sidewalk.  All
she was wearing was her black dress, and she slid out of it and dropped it
on the concrete.  She stood there in her high heels, with everything she
had hanging out, and he told her to dance for him.  Wendy's face reddened
with embarrassment, but she did some little dance steps and arm movements,
feeling her boobs bouncing around as she danced.  Echo had gone into the
alley with another john, but Sharon was standing by the curb trying to pick
up another man, when Wendy's john told her to come and join Wendy.  Sharon
didn't want to do it, but the john said he would pay extra, so she walked
over and stood beside Wendy, very conscious of being dressed while Wendy
was naked.  The john told Sharon to strip, too.  Sharon shrugged out of her
tank top, her big boobs falling down heavily.  She was wearing a microskirt
like Echo's, and she pulled it down around her ankles and stepped out of
it, leaving it on the concrete beside her tank top.  Her tits looked huge
alongside Wendy's small breasts, and the john told them to rub their boobs
together.  Sharon stepped in front of Wendy and they both cupped their tits
and leaned in and rubbed them against each other.  Wendy was looking into
Sharon's eyes, wishing her own breasts were as big as Sharon's.  Sharon
smiled a little, realizing what Wendy was thinking, and Wendy's face
reddened deeply.  Her nipples were stiff like rocks, and she saw Sharon
glance down at them.  Sharon suddenly dipped her head down and caught
Wendy's left breast in her mouth.  Wendy's tits were A-cup size, and her
whole tit fitted inside Sharon's mouth.  Sharon sucked on her breast as
Wendy started to moan.

   The john came around behind Wendy and bent her forward a little, so he
could work his erect cock in between her ass cheeks.  She had always hated
being fucked in the ass before, but she was loving Sharon's mouth on her
breast too much to move.  She felt the cock meat in her ass crack, then a
stabbing pain as he forced it up her ass.  Wendy was breathing fast, trying
not to scream as her anus started to burn like it was on fire.  The john
held her hips in place and started thrusting into her, slow at first but
quickly becoming fast and savage.  Sharon kept sucking Wendy's breast as
her fucker reamed out her asshole good.  She was very hot and tight, and he
was ready to cum fast.  He jerked his cock out of Wendy's ass and shoved
her aside, and she stumbled and fell to her knees on the sidewalk.  The
john grabbed Sharon's shoulders and forced her to her knees, telling her to
suck his cock.  Sharon obediently opened her mouth and took his erection,
frowning as she tasted Wendy's ass on the cock.  Wendy had been having some
diarrhea, and the cock was reeking with her feces.  Sharon almost gagged as
she tried to suck it, and suddenly it exploded in her mouth, spewing a
gallon of hot semen over her tongue and down her throat.  She swallowed
fast, drinking his sperm as it spurted into her mouth, knowing she was
swallowing Wendy's shit at the same time.  She aimed her eyes at Wendy,
whose expression said she fully knew what Sharon was thinking -- and Wendy
was totally mortified.

   The girls stayed on the street until 2:00 AM, as Bruce had told them to,
and the next morning at work, they turned over all the money they had made.
Echo had $640.00, Sharon had $475.00, and Wendy had $390.00 to give him. 
Bruce told them they were good little whores, and he gave them a little
something back -- $40.00 apiece!  Echo was happy to get anything at all --
she really was a whore at heart -- but Sharon and Wendy were pissed, and
they threatened to report Bruce to the CAI management.  Bruce responded by
grabbing Wendy by her hair (they were all in the janitor's closet) and
forcing her down on her knees.  There was a drain in the floor where she
was kneeling -- and Bruce took out his cock and started to piss on her. 
Wendy yelped as the warm yellow urine splashed off her head and dribbled
down onto the dark blue business suit she was wearing.  Her hair was soaked
with urine and it was dripping onto her jacket.  Bruce turned his head and
said to Sharon, "You want to be a toilet whore, too?" Sharon just shook her
head meekly.  She had learned her lesson.  Bruce told Wendy to leave the
urine on her clothes -- she could wipe up as much as she could with paper
towels, but he wanted her to wear the soiled clothes all day.  Wendy glared
at him -- but nodded.  She just couldn't stand the thought of losing his
big cock.  Even while he was shaming her by pissing on her, she felt her
pussy lubricating as she stared at his cock meat.  She wanted him so bad.
Echo could see the look in Wendy's eyes and started laughing at her,
saying, "God, you're a stupid little cunt." Bruce told the girls to get
back to work.

   CHAPTER 6: Bruce in Helen's Life

   With Helen craving his attention -- and his cock -- it was easy for
Bruce to insinuate himself into her life.  She left the Washington Post and
went to work for SRA International, located at 4300 Fair Lakes Court in
Fairfax, VA, not far from Helen's townhome on Blue Gray Circle in Manassas.
This was a much shorter commute for her, and gave her more time at home
with her kids.  Bruce left the Post somewhat later, and went to work in the
office of the Comptroller of the Currency in Washington, where Sharon had
already gone after leaving the Post.  This gave Bruce lots of opportunities
to screw Sharon each day in the office.  Sharon had a boyfriend, Ron,
another former Post programmer who had moved along with her to the
Comptroller's office -- but Ron liked to cheat on Sharon, and Sharon got
back at him by letting Bruce fuck her anytime he wanted.  She gave Bruce a
slurpy blowjob every morning in a stairwell, swallowing his sperm, then
went straight to Ron and kissed him before they went on coffee break
together.  Sharon spread her legs for Bruce every day just before quitting
time, then inserted a Tampax to hold his sperm inside her vagina while she
walked with Bruce to the Metro.  Every step -- holding Ron's arm while
Bruce's sperm filled her squishy cunt -- made Sharon smile.  Ron actually
thought she was sooo in love with him!

   While he was screwing Sharon at work, Bruce was dating Helen and
insinuating himself into her home life.  He became -- apparently -- a good
friend to all three of her kids, while actually working to seduce them very
slowly, so the kids never knew what he was doing.  He helped Dara and
Laurel with their homework, carefully touching them gently and
non-threateningly so they came to accept his hands on their shoulders,
arms, and faces.  He played video games with Dillon, with lots of touching
and high fives so the boy got used to having Bruce's hands on him.  Bruce
made his first hardcore move against Dillon, figuring the boy would be less
likely to report it to Helen than her daughters.  Girls are always more
strenuously cautioned about the dangers of pedophiles than boys are.  So
Bruce managed to "accidentally" walk in on Dillon just after a shower, and
complimented the boy on his muscles, flattering him and making him
receptive to further overtures.  Bruce told Dillon that girls can be very
demanding, so it was important that Dillon knew what to do with them. 
Dillon was at the age where this kind of talk came at the perfect time, and
he was completely receptive to Bruce's subtle urging.  Dillon willingly
showed his penis to Bruce, and Bruce wanted to show him how to rub it to
get it hard, but Bruce was careful to ask permission before doing anything,
so Dillon had the false feeling of being in control of the situation.  The
boy actually ASKED Bruce to show him how to masturbate properly!  Bruce
brought his own penis to full erection, then massaged it until he
ejaculated, keeping up a running commentary to Dillon the whole time. 
Dillon was fascinated by the process -- and had no idea how excited Bruce
got by jerking off in front of a young boy.  It didn't take long for Bruce
to ask Dillon to give it a try -- and Bruce's mind melted as he watched
Helen's son freely masturbating for him.  Bruce found some things to
criticize in Dillon's technique -- and of course the best way to correct
these, Bruce told him, was a hands-on demonstration.  So finally Bruce
arrived at the moment he had waited for and planned for and hoped for -- a
chance to touch Dillon's penis, to massage it to erection, and then to
masturbate the boy to climax.  It was a supreme moment for Bruce, the
realization of a dream -- gaining the full and complete trust of an
underage boy, then defiling him in the worst way imaginable, all right
there in the same house where his mother thought he was sooo safe.

   Bruce's next targets were Helen's daughters.  Dara was 17 and Laurel was
15 -- a bit old for a pervert like Bruce, who like most pedophiles
preferred girls so young that they had no breast development or pubic hair.
But these were Helen's daughters, so the conquest would be deeply
fulfilling for Bruce.  As he had with Dillon, Bruce started slowly and
carefully, putting his arm around the girls' shoulders while he helped them
with their homework.  When it was time to ramp things up, Bruce craftily
took the opposite approach from what he used with Dillon -- with the girls,
he let THEM glimpse HIM just after he took a shower.  He knew their
curiosity about sex would bring them to him -- and it did.  Dara was first,
knocking on the bathroom door that was just a bit ajar so she could see
Bruce.  He told her to come in, and she asked if he would tell her about
sex.  She said her mom wouldn't talk to her or Laurel about it, and they
were curious.  Then Laurel stuck her head in the door, and Bruce told her
to come on in.  Helen was at the grocery store, so it was a perfect time
for Bruce to get started.

   He casually dropped the towel covering his midsection, and the girls
held their breath as his penis came into view.  He was trying to will
himself to keep from getting a hard-on, so he could show the girls all
about it, and his penis was flaccid, but still hung down like a large
sausage resting on his scrotum.  He described how things worked, and his
cock started to twitch a little -- he was having trouble keeping it soft
with these two young white girls so close.  They both asked to touch it,
and of course this was exactly what Bruce was hoping for.  He let Dara
touch the head, and even though he had explained that his penis would start
to get hard, she still gasped with delight as the cock stiffened a little
at her touch.  Laurel wanted her turn, and Bruce said she could rub the
shaft.  It stiffened into a full erection as she rubbed her long slim
fingers along the shaft, and both girls smiled broadly.

   Bruce stopped things before he had a climax, because he wanted to entice
the girls and make them desire more -- and it worked.  He had six more
sessions with them, singly and together, explaining what happened when a
man became aroused.  Dara and Laurel were dying to go further, but Bruce
had a plan in mind.  He was a member of a pedophile group in Manassas,
which held very secret meetings at a townhome less than two blocks from
Helen's home.  There were two levels of membership in the group: observers
and participants.  Bruce had been an observer from the time he joined the
group, and he wanted nothing more than to become a participant, but there
was one requirement that he had never been able to fulfill -- to become a
participant, a member had to bring an underage boy or girl to a meeting and
let all the members have sex with the child.  Bruce had never been able to
do that, so he had been restricted to observing the action -- but now he
had THREE underage kids available to him.  The hard part was to get the
kids to the meetings without letting Helen find out -- and afterwards the
kids had to be tricked into keeping the secret.  Bruce solved this problem
easily -- he offered the kids money!  He told them the money would end it
their mom found out, and that kept the kids silent.  Like all whores, they
valued money over everything else, and Bruce had turned them out as whores
even before he took them to their first party.

   CHAPTER 7: Bruce Pimps Helen's Children

   Bruce brought up the subject of the pedophile group in an oblique and
indirect way with Dara, Laurel, and Dillon.  He got them together -- while
Helen was at a yoga class -- and told them he needed their help.  He said
his father had left a lot of debts that he felt honor-bound to repay (which
was totally untrue), and he was getting desperate.  The kids liked Bruce so
much already, that they offered to help him even before he could ask.  He
told them he knew some nice people that enjoyed playing games with kids,
and they would pay him as a sort of talent scout if he could find kids to
play their games.  Bruce knew the kids would balk if they knew in advance
there would be sex, so he just told them the members liked to cuddle with
kids, to hug them and be close to them.  He made the whole thing sound like
a comfy, cozy get-together with people of all ages, and it sounded not at
all threatening.

   Bruce picked a Thursday for his first time taking Helen's children to
the pedophile meeting.  Helen had another yoga class, and Bruce told her he
would stay with the kids.  As soon as her car disappeared around the
corner, Bruce got the kids ready to go.  He had explained to them that he
had special costumes for them to wear, like Halloween, and they were
excited.  Dara and Laurel had "dancing girl" costumes -- skimpy bras,
string-like thongs, and high heels.  The high heels had to be explained
away, since they didn't go with the costume, but Bruce spun a tale the
girls bought.  The real reason for the high heels was that most of the
members liked seeing girls in them.  For Dillon there was a "castaway"
costume consisting of a jock strap with two parts, a thin leather belt
around his waist and a thin strip of cloth that went down between his legs,
barely covering his scrotum and penis.  The cloth disappeared in his ass
crack in back.  His feet were bare, and Bruce knew several of the members
-- mostly men -- were going to go crazy when they saw him, fresh and young
and so innocent.

   The meeting was held in a private home not far from Helen's townhome in
Manassas, and when Bruce escorted the kids in, everyone applauded, which
made the kids blush and smile.  The kids circulated among the adults for
lots of touching, as Bruce had told them would happen.  There were six
other children in the room, five girls ranging in age from 8 to 16, and one
little boy about 10 years old, so Dara, Laurel, and Dillon didn't feel out
of place -- but they did notice that the other kids were all topless, which
made them feel a little uncomfortable.  The little girls were too young to
have any breast development yet, so they looked just like little boys in
the chest area, but the three older girls were developing breasts.  One was
13, with just tiny buds on her chest, but the other two, ages 15 and 16,
had breasts -- not too large yet, but big enough to hang out and dangle
when they walked.  All the other kids seemed at ease with the nudity, so
Helen's kids went along with that, not wanting to seem prudish.

   But then one of the men pulled the 15-year-old girl over to him and told
her to take off her shorts.  She was already barefooted, and when she
pulled her shorts down around her ankles, she was naked.  Dara and Laurel
watched, fascinated, as the man told the girl to spread her legs and
straddle him.  He was sitting in a chair with metal arms, and the girl
flinched noticeably when her thighs came in contact with the cold metal as
she opened her legs and straddled him.  She put her arms around his neck
and the man unzipped his pants.  His penis was already hard, sticking
straight up, and the girl seemed to know what he wanted, like they had done
this before.  She squatted slowly as he positioned his cock against her
slit, then she sank down onto it, taking his cock inside her.  The girl
grimaced in pain for a moment, then suddenly smiled and started to move her
body up and down.  The man looked into her eyes, then pulled her against
him and kissed her, making her moan softly.  He was moving his hips now,
thrusting to meet her each time she raised and lowered her body, and he
started to sweat a little.

   All the other people were watching.  The other girls were all being
touched and caressed by different men, and the little boy was, too.  Dara,
Laurel, and Dillon were taken by some of the men, led over to their chairs
and invited to sit in their laps.  The men caressed them softly while they
watched the other man having sex with the girl.  The girl was gasping as
she fucked herself on the cock inside her.  She shivered several times in
quick succession, and Bruce knew she was having orgasms.  He felt his cock
getting hard as he watched this little angel working so hard to please her
fucker.  She had clearly had a lot of experience here at the club.  He
asked around later and found she had first been brought to the pedophile
club when she was ten, and she had lost her virginity even before she had
started menstruating.  She was a very popular girl at the club.  She moaned
loudly, and the man fucking her thrust deeply into her and stopped moving,
and Bruce knew he was ejaculating inside her.  He gave her some little
thrusts as his cock spewed his hot sperm into her vagina, and the girl was
obviously loving it.

   Bruce had asked some of the members about the dangers of getting the
girls pregnant, and the men had just laughed and told him they had a doctor
as a member, and he gave the girls abortions whenever they got impregnated.
None of the members wanted to use rubbers when they fucked the girls.  The
girl being fucked tonight had been impregnated four times so far, and had
four abortions.  Bruce heard about one girl who received nine abortions
between ages 13 and 17 -- the members just couldn't leave her alone, and
she got pregnant very easily.  Another factor was racial -- almost all the
members were niggers, but all the children were white, because niggers get
a huge rush from violating a white girl or boy.  So when the white girls
got pregnant, it was more than likely that the baby, if carried to term,
would look all niggery, with a wide nose and flaring nostrils, wide thick
lips, dead black eyes, and nappy kinky hair.  Nobody in their right mind
would ever want a niggery baby like that, so it was better to get rid of
them in the womb.

   After the man finished fucking the 15-year-old girl, she stood up and
quickly put her hand over her slit, to keep his sperm inside her while she
stepped over to a boy.  He was laying on a sofa, and the naked girl put one
leg up and over him, wedging her knee down in the cushions behind him.  She
was basically sitting on his chest, and then she moved up and raised
herself until her cunt was over the boy's mouth -- and she sat on his face,
removing her hand from her slit.  The girl moaned as the boy opened his
mouth and started to lick out her pussy, and the warm sperm inside her
flowed down into his mouth.  His throat rippled as he swallowed the mixture
of semen and vaginal secretions that oozed out of her cunt.  Bruce heard
one of the members say the boy was the girl's younger brother, 13 years
old, and Bruce felt his own cock stiffen as he watched the little angels.

   Bruce went over to Laurel and leaned down so his mouth was near her ear.
She was sitting in the lap of a middle-aged nigger buck who was nuzzling
her neck, making her giggle.  Bruce said to her, "That girl is the same age
as you, angel -- don't you want some of what she got?" Laurel looked up at
him, her eyes shining with curiosity -- and nodded.  Bruce took her hand
and helped her stand up, and then he told her to take off her clothes.  She
unfastened her little bra and dropped it on the floor, then bent over as
she slid her thong down around her ankles and stepped out of it.  She
started to take off her high heels, but Bruce told her to keep them on --
the men liked young white girls in high heels.  Naked now, teetering and
grinning in her high heels, Laurel let Bruce take her hand and lead her
over to the man that had already fucked the other girl.  He was another
nigger, a little younger than the nigger whose lap Laurel had been sitting
in -- around 30 years old.  His penis had softened a little, but was still
half erect even only five minutes after he screwed the first girl.  The
cock meat looked like a sausage, long and dirty black, laying on a huge
hairy scrotum.  The man's testicles were big as tennis balls.

   Bruce whispered to Laurel, "He needs your help, angel -- use your
beautiful mouth." He kissed her lightly, poking his tongue into her warm
mouth, then pushed her gently over toward the reclining nigger.  The man
grinned like a gorilla, baring his teeth hungrily as the pretty white girl
approached him.  His big cock twitched as he looked at her sweet little
tits, her slim and pale body, her long red hair -- and the tight little
slit between her legs.  Laurel dropped to her knees and lowered her head
over the nigger's cock and started to lick it slowly and tentatively, and
the nigger closed his eyes and groaned as his cock stiffened a little.  He
opened his eyes and said hoarsely, "Touch my balls," and Laurel cut her
eyes toward Bruce, asking if it was OK, and he nodded to her.  Laurel put
one tiny hand on the nigger's massive scrotum and squeezed gently, and the
nigger let out a loud noise that made her jump.  It was a deep growl of raw
animal satisfaction.  She kneaded his balls like they were dough in her
hand, and the nigger's cock stiffened some more.  She was sucking and
licking the long shaft, making a little sound in her throat, and the cock
stiffened into full erection.  It was as big as Laurel's forearm -- 13
inches long and three inches wide -- and her eyes widened as she looked at
the massive cock meat as it throbbed in her hands.  She rubbed the shaft
with both hands, moaning a little without knowing she was doing it.  Bruce
could see her nipples were hard as rocks -- fully erect and deep pink.  The
nigger saw them, too, and he ran his fingers over Laurel's breasts and
pinched her nipples.  Laurel's whole body went rigid as she had a huge
orgasm that left her gasping for breath.  Her nipples were sticking out
like little fingers on her chest, long and stiff, and she edged in closer
to the nigger so she could rub her breasts against his hairy leg, getting
her nipples even harder.

   CHAPTER 8: All the Children Join In

   Bruce suddenly liked the idea of all three of Helen's kids servicing the
same man, so he went over to Dara and took her hand and led her over to the
nigger, then went and fetched Dillon.  The nigger was grinning like a
jackal at the sight of fresh meat.  He reached up and caressed Dara's and
Laurel's sweet young faces, then gave Dillon a playful light punch on the
arm, and Dillon grinned.  But the grin was replaced with a look of
trepidation when the nigger motioned for Dillon to straddle him.  Dillon
looked at Bruce for guidance -- and Bruce fed the boy to the man.  Bruce
leaned over and whispered in Dillon's ear, "He wants to show you how much
he loves you -- even better than your sisters!" Dillon smiled proudly, not
realizing what was about to happen.  The boy straddled the man as he sat in
the chair, with Dillon's ass right above the man's huge erection.  The
nigger told Dillon to spread his buttocks, and Dillon used both hands to
obey, still smiling but nervous at the sight of the big cock.  The nigger
looked up at him and said in a low voice, "Just spread those ass cheeks for
me, boy...  that's it, open yourself for me...  receive me..." He gripped
Dillon's hips with both hands and slowly pulled the boy down until the head
of his cock touched Dillon's exposed anus.  Dillon jerked reflexively, and
the man patted his hips reassuringly, still pushing him down slowly.  The
huge head of the cock started to penetrate Dillon's anal sphincter, and the
boy breathed faster as he felt the cock meat touching him.

   Bruce told Dara to kiss her little brother, to reassure him and take his
mind off what was happening to him.  Dara grinned and leaned in and kissed
Dillon, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue between his teeth.  The
boy loved it, but his whole body jerked reflexively and he groaned a little
as the nigger's cock started to expand his anal ring.  It started to hurt,
and Dillon started to sweat a little.  Dara was kissing his neck and ears,
and Dillon really liked that, but the pain in his ass was getting more
intense.  Laurel was massaging the nigger's balls with one hand and rubbing
the base of his shaft with the other, trying to help him penetrate her
brother's asshole.  The nigger drew Dillon's hips lower, and the head of
the cock slipped into Dillon's rectum, past his anal sphincter, easing the
pain for the moment.  Dillon felt a rush of excitement as Dara licked his
ears and kept kissing him, and the boy smiled happily, but then his face
clouded with pain as the nigger penetrated him further.  It felt like a
baseball bat going into the boy's tight virgin ass, and the pain made his
eyes tear up.  Dara whispered to him, "You're doing great!" as she nibbled
on his ear, and Dillon smiled a little in spite of the ache in his rectum.
He could feel the massive cock sliding slowly inside him, and it felt like
it was going to poke out of his mouth, it was so BIG!  It felt like he
needed to go to the bathroom for a bowel movement -- he felt so full and
bloated.  And it got worse as the nigger forced more of his cock into
Dillon's tight little ass.  Laurel kept massaging the nigger's testicles
and rubbing the base of his erection as it disappeared inside Dillon.  She
couldn't imagine how it felt, and she wished it was her taking the cock
inside her.  She impulsively leaned in and kissed the nigger's hairy
scrotum, catching the pungent odor of his groin -- unwashed and filthy,
like all niggers.  Her mind sort of exploded as she took a deep breath,
inhaling the foul stink coming from between the nigger's legs.  It inflamed
her, and she felt her pussy leaking between her own legs as she nuzzled her
face into his groin, kissing and licking his balls, wishing his cock was in
HER asshole.  She wanted him so much!  She had fallen in love with the
nigger, and she was jealous of her brother because he was allowed the honor
of the nigger's big cock that Laurel wanted inside her.  She felt like she
was burning inside as she took one of his balls into her mouth, rolling it
around and sucking on it lovingly.  She felt the nigger's cock stiffen, and
her heart leaped with the thrill a girl gets when she gives a man an
erection.  She wondered how the big cock felt in Dillon's ass -- and wished
it was HER ass that had a big cock in it.

   The nigger had forced almost all of his cock up Dillon's ass, and the
boy looked like his eyes would pop out as the nigger started to thrust
slowly, then faster, into Dillon.  This was the ultimate thrill for a
nigger buck -- defiling a white child, and a boy at that!  Girls could be
found, but white boys were not easy to find -- and a virgin!  The nigger
could hear Dillon whimpering softly, and he knew he was the boy's first
fucker, and there's nothing better than deflowering a little white boy --
it's the ultimate power trip for a nigger.  Having the boy's two older
sisters there just made it hotter.  The nigger had one hand on Dara's tit
and the other on Laurel's, pinching them and enjoying the looks on the
girls' faces, hearing their little yelps.

   The nigger raised his head a little, so his mouth was closer to Dillon's
ear.  "Tell me what you want, boy...  ask me for it...  ask me nicely..."
He put his hands back on the boy's hips as Dillon obediently said in a low,
shaky voice, "Want you to make love to me...  want you inside me... 
please..." -- just the way Bruce had instructed him the night before.  The
nigger grinned like an animal and pulled Dillon down onto his cock, and
Dillon made little noises in his throat as his bowels were filled with the
nigger's cock meat.  Dillon felt all bloated, like he needed to go to the
bathroom.  The nigger was lifting the boy and releasing him, moving him up
and down on his cock while he thrust his hips, driving into Dillon's hot,
tight little asshole.  The nigger thrust faster, and Bruce felt his own
cock stiffen -- he could see that the nigger was almost ready to cum. 
Dillon was breathing fast, gasping each time the big cock drove deep into
his bowels.  Suddenly the nigger groaned loudly and pulled Dillon hard
against him, giving the boy some fast, short thrusts, and Bruce knew he was
ejaculating in Dillon's virgin asshole.  Dillon's mouth was hanging open
now, and he drooled some saliva down his front as he felt the cock filling
his bowels with thick, ropey sperm.  The boy closed his eyes and grimaced
as the pain overwhelmed him, but then he got some relief -- Laurel put her
hand on his penis!  In spite of the sharp pain in his ass, Dillon felt his
cock stiffen as his sister started to stroke his penis.  It got hard
slowly, the pain in Dillon's rectum overshadowing his mind -- but then Dara
leaned down and took the head of his cock in her mouth!!  Laurel grinned up
at her big sister as she kept stroking the base of her little brother's
cock, and Dillon mewled in his throat.  He was feeling two things at once:
the nigger's big cock spewing the last of the sperm into Dillon's bowels,
and his own cock reaching full erection as his big sisters worked on it. 
Laurel was stroking so fast now, rubbing the base of Dillon's cock as Dara
sucked on the head and took a few inches of his shaft into her warm,
willing mouth.

   Dillon wiggled his hips a little, trying to ease the burning pain in his
rectum, and he felt the nigger's cock ooze a little more semen into him,
and the nigger groaned with pleasure.  Dillon's own cock was rock-hard now,
and Bruce could tell he would be ready to cum very soon.  Bruce looked at
all three of Helen's kids working to entertain the crowd of pedophiles --
her two beautiful young daughters working so hard to make their little
brother cum right after he was deflowered anally by the big nigger buck,
with the cock still inside the boy's ass -- and Bruce felt his own cock
throbbing heavily.  God, he wished Helen was standing there to see this! 
The look of shock and despair would be priceless!!  Dara's lips were
distended as she took more of Dillon's stiff cock into her mouth, and
Laurel kept rubbing the base of the cock with one hand while she massaged
Dillon's testicles with her other hand.  Dillon's scrotum was loaded with
sperm, so much that it started to ache a little as the boy enjoyed his
sister's warm mouth on his erection.  Laurel leaned in and started kissing
Dara and licking her cheeks and her ears, making Dara moan.  Bruce saw that
both girls were creaming between their legs, and their cunts were leaking
vaginal secretions down their thighs.  These girls needed to be fucked --
deflowered, actually, since they were both virgins.

   CHAPTER 9: Dara and Laurel Get Deflowered

   Bruce saw two other nigger bucks watching the action, and they both were
older boys, around 55.  Their coal-black cocks were hard as rocks from
watching Dara and Laurel giving hand jobs and blowjobs to the younger buck
while he raped their little brother Dillon, and when Bruce asked them if
they wanted to do Dara and Laurel, the older men grinned and nodded.  They
stepped over to the center of the room, and Bruce took Dara's and Laurel's
hands and stood them up.  He gave the girls to the men, and the men quickly
told the girls to bend over and grab their ankles.  Dara and Laurel looked
at Bruce, who nodded, and they obeyed, putting their hands on their ankles.
The men moved in and spread the girls' buttocks apart -- they were going to
fuck them in the ass!  Bruce felt a zap of electricity run through him --
Dara's and Laurel's first intercourse would be anal sex!  That meant they
would still be virgins, at least in their cunts, so they could lose their
virginity all over again later.  Perfect!

   Dara and Laurel both made little noises when they felt the nigger cocks
against their assholes, but Bruce had taught them well, and they stayed in
position, not moving, offering their bodies freely and willingly.  The
niggers both penetrated the white girls at the same moment, getting yelps
of pain from their victims.  The niggers' cocks were both about 12 inches
long, but Dara's rapist had a thick cock, and he had to hold her hips in
place as he forced the long, thick shaft into her anus.  Laurel's rapist
had a narrow, thickly veined erection, and it slid easily into her rectum,
but it hurt when the head was forced through her anal sphincter.  A little
blood ran down Laurel's thighs, and Dara had a trickle of blood leaking out
of her ass, too.  The niggers started to thrust into the girls, increasing
their speed and holding the girls by their hips, grinning as they
deflowered the girls anally.  Both girls had their legs spread wide apart,
and they rocked back and forth under the niggers' assault.

   Dillon was watching his sisters get screwed, with his own ass still full
of nigger cock, but finally his rapist told him to get off him, so Dillon
slowly stood up, feeling the nigger's softening cock slide wetly out of his
gaping asshole, making little slurpy sounds as it emerged from the boy's
anus.  The nigger suddenly told him to put his hand over his asshole and
hold the warm sperm inside his bowels so it wouldn't run out, and Dillon
obeyed, not knowing why -- but the nigger had an idea, dirty and perverted
and SO hot.  He told Dillon to walk around in front of his sisters and lay
down on the floor, face down, so his ass was right under the girls' faces
-- and he told Dara and Laurel to suck his sperm out of their little
brother's asshole.  The girls were still rocking back and forth as they
serviced their two rapists, but they quickly moved to obey.  Laurel's head
was just above Dillon's ass crack, and she nuzzled her sweet innocent face
down between his buttocks, probing with her lips until she found his anus
-- and then she started to suck on it.  Dillon gasped, and his cock
stiffened into full erection again.  He had not ejaculated while Dara and
Laurel were sucking his cock earlier -- they had switched over to the two
niggers who were now screwing them, leaving Dillon's cock still hard and
his scrotum full of semen.  With Laurel's soft lips on his asshole, Dillon
thought his cock would explode, it was so long and hard.  Laurel was making
slurping sounds as she sucked the nigger's sperm out of Dillon's ass, and
she was swallowing it as fast as she sucked it out.

   But now Dara wanted her turn, and she pushed Laurel's arm, telling her
little sister to move aside.  Laurel lifted her head, and her face was
covered with strings of yellowish nigger sperm, mixed with little bits of
fecal matter from Dillon's bowels.  Bruce stared at her face, and it felt
like his head was going to explode -- he had never seen a white girl that
looked as hot as Laurel did at that moment.  Her lips were parted as she
breathed fast, and she licked her lips, taking more of the nigger's sperm
into her mouth, and Bruce saw her throat ripple a little as she swallowed
the thick, foul-tasting semen.  His cock throbbed heavily, and a little
pre-cum oozed out of the tip.  He wanted to fuck Laurel more than anything
he had ever wanted in his life, and he thought about grabbing her away from
her rapist and doing her right there on the floor -- but he knew the other
members of the pedophile club wouldn't like a breach of the rules, so he
just rubbed his erection, making more pre-cum leak out of it.

   Dara had her face buried between Dillon's ass cheeks now, making her own
slurping sounds as she sucked sperm out of his bowels and swallowed it. 
The boy's cock was very hard now, and his testicles were starting to hurt
because he had been erect for so long without ejaculating.  He moved his
body against the carpet, rubbing his hard cock as his sister licked his
ass. Since he was laying face down, Dara had to suck the nigger's sperm out
-- it would not flow out by itself unless Dillon turned over.  Now Laurel
pushed her sister aside -- she wanted more of the semen for herself.  What
a hot little slut!  The girls took turns sucking on Dillon's anus and
swallowing the thick sperm that came out of the boy.  The rapists screwing
the girls never let up, never missed a stroke, their long cocks pistoning
in and out of Dara and Laurel without mercy.  The girls had sucked most of
the semen out of Dillon's ass, and their fuckers told him to turn over so
his sisters could suck his cock.  Dillon quickly obeyed, and Laurel was the
first to latch onto his cock with her mouth, moving her head up and down as
she sucked on the shaft.  Her fucker was really pounding into her ass, and
her head was jerking around wildly as she tried to give her little brother
a good blowjob.  Her mouth slipped off the cock as her fucker thrust into
her ass savagely, and Dara leaned in and caught Dillon's erection in her
own mouth, making loud slurpy noises as she started to suck it.  She was
using her tongue on the head of the cock, making it throb heavily and get
even harder.  Laurel lowered her head to Dillon's scrotum and started
licking his testicles, making the boy groan with pleasure.  Laurel nuzzled
her whole face into his groin, rubbing her nose and eyes and cheeks against
his swollen scrotum, kissing it, and taking his balls in her mouth one at
time and massaging them with her tongue.

   CHAPTER 10: Dillon Gets a Blowjob From his Sisters

   Dara and Laurel were driving Dillon crazy with their hot little mouths
on his cock, and the two little sluts were going crazy from the pleasure
and the pain of the niggers' cocks reaming out their assholes.  Dillon felt
like his cock was on fire, as Dara licked the hard shaft and Laurel licked
his testicles.  His scrotum felt like it would burst, there was so much
sperm in it.  He needed to cum hard, to empty all his semen into a girl's
mouth or cunt or ass -- he didn't care which, he just needed to feel his
cock spurting loads of hot creamy sperm into a girl.  He had always enjoyed
looking at his sisters -- Dara had a plain face but good tits, and Laurel
had a beautiful face and a spectacular body -- but now he just wanted to
use them for sperm receptacles.  He didn't care what they thought or what
they said or what they felt -- he just had a primal need to dominate them,
to show them the ultimate power of a man's cock over a girl's body.  All he
could think about was Dara's mouth on his cock, and Laurel's soft lips on
his balls -- he wanted to fill them both with his sperm, show them what it
means to be a MAN.

   And then the girls switched places!  Dara released his cock and started
kissing his scrotum, and Laurel took his throbbing erection in her mouth
and started sucking like a vacuum cleaner.  Dillon moaned out loud as he
felt his cock stiffen even more -- it was hard as a rock, and his testicles
were starting to ache from his cock being hard for so long without any
relief.  Dara was rubbing her face all over his groin, licking his scrotum
and his thighs.  Laurel was trying to take his whole cock in her mouth --
forcing her head down on it, gagging a little as the cock touched the back
of her throat.  She coughed, then lowered her head again and sucked up
almost the full length of the cock, and Dillon gasped as a jolt shot
through his groin.  He wanted to wait as long as he could before he
ejaculated, but ohh it was hard.  His cock was twitching in Laurel's mouth,
and he could feel her tongue licking his shaft as she sucked hard, trying
to make him cum in her mouth.

   The two niggers raping Dara and Laurel never stopped -- they just kept
pounding into the girls like jackhammers.  They were watching while the
white sluts worked on their little brother, driving him crazy with their
mouths.  Both girls looked like they were loving every minute it, and that
made the niggers' cocks hard like steel.  They drove into Dara's and
Laurel's tight little assholes, reaming them good.  Trickles of blood were
leaking out of the girls' asses, running slowly down their thighs.  Their
cunts were creaming like mad, and the blood from their assholes mixed with
pussy slime oozing out of their slits because they were so turned on.

   The niggers could see that Dillon was ready to cum, and they told him to
stand up.  The boy jerked his hard cock out of Laurel's mouth and scrambled
to his feet, his erection throbbing heavily, with some pre-cum leaking out
of the tip.  The niggers told Dillon to make himself cum, and to dump his
load on his sisters' heads.  The girls had their heads down and their hands
still on their ankles as they submitted to their fuckers, and their heads
were jerking in rhythm with the cocks thrusting into them.  Dillon took his
erection in his hand and started masturbating fast, and it only took a
moment before he started to ejaculate like a horse.  He dumped several
large globs of sperm in Laurel's hair, then switched to Dara, leaving
strings of his sticky semen in her hair and down over her cheeks.  He went
back to Laurel to finish his climax, dumping so much warm cum in her hair
that it ran down over her forehead into her eyes and down over her nose and
lips.  She used her tongue to lick up what she could, gulping it down and
swallowing it.  Dillon finally finished cumming, and rubbed the head of his
cock in Laurel's and Dara's hair, smearing his sperm all over their heads.

   The sight of Dillon dumping his load on his sisters was enough to tip
their two fuckers over the edge.  The niggers grunted like rutting animals
as they gave the girls a few final thrusts, then they both exploded at the
same moment, filling Dara's and Laurel's assholes with huge loads of sperm.
The girls closed their eyes and moaned, loving the heavenly feeling of the
two big dicks in their rectums.  The girls were still bleeding out of their
assholes, but they didn't feel any pain right now.  They both spread their
legs wider, opening themselves for their rapists while they made little
sounds of pleasure in their throats.  The crowd of pedophiles had been
mostly silent while they watched the girls get deflowered and humiliated,
and now they burst into applause, saluting the good job the two nigger
members had done on the girls.  The niggers grinned proudly, still giving
Dara and Laurel little thrusts as they emptied every last drop of sperm
into the girls' cunts.

   CHAPTER 11: Bruce Fucks Dara and Laurel

   Bruce decided it was high time he got him a piece of cunt.  It was
traditional for members to bring underage boys and girls to the pedophile
meetings and offer them to the other members first, which Bruce had done --
but now that part was done, and Bruce's hard cock was throbbing between his
legs from watching Helen's children having sex with the other men.  Bruce
wanted Dara and Laurel so bad, he could feel pre-cum leaking out of his
cock and oozing down into his pubic hair.  He told the girls to stand up,
and he stepped over to the center of the room, where everyone could see
him. He dropped his pants, and his erection sprung up, pointing straight at
Laurel.  She smiled and came over to him, with Dara beside her.  Bruce told
them to put their hands over their assholes, to keep the warm semen from
the niggers inside their bowels.  The girls obeyed, but a little semen was
already oozing down the insides of their thighs, mixed with blood trickling
out of their well-fucked assholes.  Their cunts, still virginal and smooth
and tight, were creaming heavily, and both girls had sticky trails of
vaginal secretions leaking down the front of their thighs.  The pussy slime
glistened in the lights, and Bruce felt his penis stiffen even more as he
stared at the two empty holes between the girls' legs, just begging to be
filled with nice hard cock meat.

   Bruce wanted Dillon involved in the sex -- so he would be fucking all
three of Helen's children at the same time -- and he told the boy to lay
down on his back on the floor.  Bruce told Dara to straddle her brother and
squat over his still-hard cock.  Even though the boy had just finished
ejaculating, he was so hot from watching his sisters getting screwed, he
still had a nice erection.  Bruce wanted Dillon to deflower his own sister,
but first he told Dara to position herself so her asshole was just above
the boy's dick, then to remove her hand and let the niggery sperm in her
bowels run down over Dillon's cock.  Dara grinned, feeling so wicked, and
she uncovered her puckered little anus.  The huge load of jism in her
intestines oozed out, thick and ropey like all nigger sperm, and flowed
slowly down over Dillon's cock.  The nigger jism would lubricate Dillon's
erection while he took Dara's virginity.  After all the sperm had leaked
out of Dara's asshole, Bruce told her to move down so her slit was touching
her brother's cock, and she shivered a little as she felt the head of the
cock against her pussy lips.  Bruce told her to sit on Dillon's cock, and
Dara obediently lowered her hips as Dillon thrust upward, and Dara impaled
herself on the hard cock.  She lost her virginity to her little brother in
one stroke.

   Now Bruce was ready to deflower Laurel.  He told her to straddle Dillon
and squat over his face, then put her anus against his mouth and take her
hand away.  Laurel obeyed, and as she squatted and removed her hand, a big
gush of sperm flowed out of her bowels and straight into her brother's
mouth.  Dillon swallowed the thick semen as fast as he could, but some of
it ran down his chin.  Bruce straddled Dillon and told Laurel to suck his
cock while Dillon was licking out her asshole.  Laurel opened her mouth and
took Bruce's erection down her throat, moaning a little as Dillon sucked on
her anus.  She forced her head into Bruce's groin, swallowing his cock
until her lips were buried in his pubic hair.  She put her arms around his
hips as she nuzzled her beautiful face in between his legs, moving her head
up and down on his shaft fast, deep-throating him like a little whore.  She
gasped as Dillon ran his tongue deep into her ass, and she sucked extra
hard on Bruce's throbbing cock, and he felt his testicles constrict as he
started to cum -- but he wasn't finished with Laurel yet, not by a long
shot.  He rammed his cock into her gaping mouth, hard, and she coughed and
gagged a little as the head of the cock touched the back of her throat. 
She stopped sucking for a moment, and Bruce felt his erection subside
slightly.  He pushed down on Laurel's shoulders, forcing her asshole down
into Dillon's open mouth, and she moaned as he licked out her anus.

   Now Bruce was fully erect and ready to screw Laurel's virgin pussy.  He
squatted, bringing his hairy ass right down on Dillon's forehead, and then
Bruce looked into Laurel's eyes as he touched her slit with the head of his
cock.  The girl's eyes widened, and then she grinned and thrust her hips
forward to meet him.  She was SO tight and hot!  He worked his big dick
into her tiny slit, and felt the resistance of her hymen.  He jabbed his
cock against her, and Laurel yelped as her hymen broke and she lost her
virginity.  Bruce hoped it hurt her a lot.  He forced almost his whole cock
inside her, feeling the walls of her vagina tight against him, like a glove
gripping his stiff penis.  As he started to thrust, his scrotum and ass
rubbed all over Dillon's face, exciting him even more.  He lowered his hips
a little, deliberately forcing his ass crack down onto Dillon's face. 
Harshly, Bruce said, "Lick my balls!" and Dillon took his tongue out of
Laurel's asshole and started to lick Bruce's scrotum.  Bruce felt his
erection stiffen even more, and Laurel felt it, too -- she moaned a little
and put her arms around him and opened her mouth and kissed him, pushing
her tongue into his mouth.  This was one hot little bitch!!  Bruce drove
into her tight little cunt again and again, rubbing his balls against
Dillon's tongue.  Bruce lowered his hips, so his ass crack rubbed all over
the boy's face.  Bruce tilted Laurel's head back and kissed her breasts,
making her nipples stick out like little cocks on her chest.  The girl
gasped and cradled Bruce's head in her arms, urging him on, wanting his
mouth on her tits.  He bit her nipple a little, and she went crazy, moaning
and holding him tight against her.  He took her whole breast into his mouth
-- it was a perfect mouthful -- and he chewed gently on her tit meat while
she made a low noise in her throat.  He switched to her other tit, taking
it all into his mouth, feeling the hard thickness of her nipple at the back
of his throat.  Laurel reached up and pushed her other tit into Bruce's
cheek, rolling her erect nipple against his unshaven face and mewling
quietly.  Dillon was ready to cum inside Dara, and he stopped licking
Bruce's scrotum as he held his breath and ejaculated in Dara's twat.  Dara
squealed in delight as she felt the flood of sperm filling her vagina, and
she rocked back and forth on Dillon's cock, milking it with her cunt.

   CHAPTER 12: Bruce Fucks Dara and Laurel -- and Dillon

   Bruce had a great idea for how to finish up with Laurel, and he took his
cock out of her pussy and stood up.  He had not ejaculated yet, but his
cock was throbbing heavily -- he had to cum soon.  He told the three kids
to get on their hands and knees on the large coffee table, side by side,
with Dillon in the middle.  Bruce announced to the club members that he was
now going to screw all three kids at the same time, and got a round of
applause as he stood behind the children, all of them with their asses in
the air, all spread open and ready to be fucked.  God, if only Helen could
see this!  Bruce could imagine how Helen's soul would die a little if she
could see him doing all three of her precious kids.  He started with
Laurel, penetrating her cunt with one deep stroke that made her gasp.  He
pounded into her with some fast thrusts, then moved over to Dara and stuck
his dripping cock up her twat.  Another set of fast strokes, and Bruce was
ready to make love to Dillon -- in his ass.  Bruce milked the boy's cock
for a moment, then spread his ass cheeks apart and drove into his asshole,
making Dillon yelp in pain.  Bruce used both hands to finger-fuck the girls
while he used his cock on the boy, giving all three kids a good hard
fucking.  Dillon's asshole was so tight and hot!  But Bruce wanted Laurel
to have his sperm, so he moved back over and resumed screwing her.  He
alternated between Laurel and Dara, giving each girl a few slow strokes
before switching to her sister.  Both girls wanted his cum, and they were
moaning like mad, each girl trying to get him to ejaculate inside her.

   But it was Laurel that Bruce wanted to fill with his sperm.  He stuck
his cock in her twat, then told Dillon to stand behind Dara and screw the
shit out of her.  The boy scrambled off the coffee table and hurried around
behind Dara.  It had been only a little while since he ejaculated on her
and Laurel, and his erection had subsided while Bruce was fucking him in
the ass -- but now his penis stiffened like wood as he penetrated his
oldest sister.  He started to thrust into Dara's tight pussy, holding onto
her hips while he fucked her.  Bruce was watching the two of them make
love, and his own cock felt like it would explode as he pistoned in and out
of Laurel's hot creamy vagina.  The girl was so hot for him, her cunt slime
was leaking out and pooling on the coffee table between her legs.  She
reached down and scooped up a big glob of it and smeared it on her cheeks
and forehead, a dirty smile on her face.  She knew she was acting like a
slutty little whore, but she just didn't care -- Bruce's cock felt so good
inside her, she never wanted him to cum.

   Laurel bumped Dara with her shoulder, her way of saying, "Look at me!  I
got Bruce's big cock and all you got is Dillon!!" Dara, grunting under
Dillon's assault, grinned a little, but she was pretty happy as she was --
Dillon's cock filled her pussy perfectly, and she was having one orgasm
after another while her little brother screwed her.  Laurel gave a little
whoop of delight and flexed her hips, meeting Bruce's thrusts, helping him
get deeper inside her.  Bruce's cock was hitting the girl's cervix on each
stroke, and it felt like the head of his cock was going to poke out of her
mouth.  His cock was longer and harder than it had ever been in his life,
and he felt complete power over this little white bitch, like he was the
king of the world and she was the lowest piece of ass ever born -- a
worthless, slutty piece of shit that was pooped out of her mother's filthy
cunt, born to be nothing but a whore for any nigger buck that wanted her.
Bruce felt his cock stiffen inside Laurel, and he knew he couldn't wait
much longer to cum.

   Bruce put one hand in Dillon's ass crack and stuck two fingers in the
boy's asshole and finger-fucked him that way while Dillon was fucking Dara,
and the effect was immediate -- Dillon's whole body seemed to go rigid as
his cock turned to steel in Dara's twat.  He fucked her furiously as Bruce
kept moving his fingers in and out.  Bruce put his other hand on Laurel's
asshole, and worked three fingers inside the girl's rectum.  Laurel moaned
passionately and spread her knees wider apart, going crazy with both of her
holes filled now.  She was trying to open herself, to offer herself
totally, to give her body completely to Bruce.  Her head was down as he
drove into her with his fingers and his cock, and her mouth hung open as
she drooled onto the coffee table.  Dara's mouth was open, too, and saliva
was running out freely as she submitted to Dillon.  The two girls were in
cock heaven.

   Bruce's testicles were all swollen, and his scrotum was almost bursting
with sperm that he needed to dump inside Laurel.  Dillon's balls felt the
same way, ready to explode.  It was time -- now!  Bruce told the girls to
reach down between their legs and take hold of his and Dillon's balls and
squeeze.  Dara obeyed quickly, finding Dillon's balls with her left hand
and rolling them in her hand.  The boy gasped, feeling his balls tighten. A
shot of electricity started in his cock and spread to his balls, and he
knew he was about to cum.  Laurel used her right hand to grasp Bruce's
testicles, then squeezed each one, then took them both in her hand and
applied pressure.  Bruce felt like he had been hit by lightning -- a jolt
shot through him, starting in his balls and then his cock and then his
whole body.  He grunted like an animal as his cock started to spew his
semen into Laurel's gaping pussy.  Dillon's cock spurted at the same
moment, filling Dara's vagina with his sperm.  Both fuckers closed their
eyes as their cocks emptied into the sisters, clenching their butts as
their thick sperm flowed into the two vaginas.  Bruce still had his fingers
in Dillon's asshole, and he moved them in and out, stiffening the boy's
cock and making even more sperm spurt into Dara's cunt.  The girl was still
squeezing her brother's balls, and the combination kept his cock hard as a
rock while he ejaculated.  Bruce was enjoying Laurel's hand on his scrotum,
massaging his balls, milking every drop of semen out of his steel-hard
penis.

   Warm sperm was dripping out of both girls' gaping pussies, pooling
between their legs on the coffee table.  When Bruce was done fucking
Laurel, he pulled his cock out of her twat and told her to hold her hand
over her pussy while she got down on her knees.  He told Dillon to take his
cock out of Dara, and told her to cover her cunt get down on her knees.  He
told the girls to lick up each other's cunt drippings.  Laurel put her face
down in the puddle of semen from Dara's twat and started slurping it up
noisily, swallowing it as she licked it up.  Dara did the same with
Laurel's vaginal oozing, and it took a while for the little whores to clean
the table.  When it was spotless, he told the girls to lay down on the
floor in a 69 position so they could lick out each other's pussy, and the
members got to watch twenty minutes of the two teenagers going down on each
other.  Bruce felt his cock getting hard again, so he told Dillon to get on
his knees and suck him off.  Dillon quickly obeyed, his own cock stiffening
as he took Bruce's dick in his mouth and started licking and sucking it. 
Bruce was watching Laurel's mouth on Dara's slimy cunt, sucking out the
semen and swallowing it.  Laurel was looking straight at Bruce, putting on
a little show for him, and he felt his cock getting harder.  He held Dillon
by his ears and started to fuck the boy's mouth -- it felt just like he was
sticking his cock in Laurel's pussy, and he thought about fucking her face
while her mouth was full of cum from Dara's scummy twat, and he fucked
Dillon's mouth faster and faster, and suddenly he had a watery ejaculation
in the boy's mouth.  Dillon gulped down the thin cum, making slurping
noises that mirrored the sounds Laurel and Dara were making while the
sucked each other's vagina.

   CHAPTER 13: Turning Helen's Children into Underage Whores

   Bruce took the kids back for another meeting of the pedophile group a
week after the first one, and made sure they all got passed around.  He
wanted Dara and Laurel to get used to having sex with multiple partners, in
every hole in their bodies, and he wanted Dillon to get used to being
fucked in the ass.  At home between sessions, he talked to all three kids
about how important it was to pretend they enjoyed the things that the
members did to them.  Bruce told them he knew a lot of the things hurt, but
he said the kids made him SO proud when they were able to pretend they
liked it.  He made it all about pleasing HIM, and got the kids on his side
by praising them and giving them gifts -- but he emphasized that this must
all be kept secret from their mom.  Bruce knew Helen would die a little
inside if she found out what he was up to -- turning her children into
underage whores -- and it ramped up Bruce's enjoyment to watch Helen doting
on her kids at home while he remembered the searing images of all three of
them having rough sex with 20 people in one night.  He also kept fucking
all three kids every day, and showed them the proper techniques for sucking
cock and giving good blowjobs.  The kids learned to deep-throat his big
dick without gagging, after he taught them how to actually swallow the head
of the cock and part of the shaft.  Bruce made sure all the kids learned to
love the taste of cum by making them swallow his sperm every time he
ejaculated in their mouths after they brought him to a climax.

   The kids' sexual training went on for almost a year, and Dara had her
18th birthday, so officially she was no longer underage -- but Bruce kept
telling the people who fucked her at the pedophile meetings that she was
17. Sex with an underage girl or boy is SO much hotter than if they are old
enough to consent, so Bruce had Dara stick to that story.  Laurel and
Dillon were still underage, at 16 and 14, and all three kids looked younger
than they were, which is a huge turn-on for pedophiles.

   Bruce found three more pedophile groups in and around Manassas, and he
got to where he was taking the kids to one meeting or another at least four
nights each week.  He explained these absences to Helen as trips to the
library so the kids could study, and Helen was stupid enough to believe it,
telling Bruce how much she appreciated all his help raising the kids.  His
help -- yeah, right!  He was turning Helen's children into whores right
under her nose and she couldn't see it.  Or maybe she did know, or at least
suspect what was going on, but she was so in love with Bruce -- and so in
love with his cock -- that she ignored the signs.  The kids were being
prostituted four or five nights every week at the pedophile group meetings,
and after that they had to come home and do their homework for school the
next day.  Their grades dropped and their attention spans decreased, two
clear signs of sexual abuse, but neither Helen nor anybody else noticed it
-- or did anything about it if they did notice.

   In fact, one of Laurel's teachers, Mr.  Jackson, her history teacher at
Osbourn Park High School in Manassas, was a member of one of the pedophile
groups, and he always wore a full-face mask at the meetings so his students
wouldn't recognize him.  He fucked Laurel every time she came to a meeting
of the group, and she never knew it was him screwing her.  He had taught
Dara when she was younger, and he made it a point to screw her, too -- the
thought of fucking two underage sisters from his classes made his cock hard
like a rock.  He didn't really like fucking boys in the ass, but he fucked
Dillon that way, and kept his eyes on Laurel the whole time.  She was
giving a blowjob to another member right in front of Mr.  Jackson, and he
thought about her tight little anus while he fucked Dillon's tight little
anus, and soon he filled the boy's bowels with a huge load of cum, wishing
he was in Laurel's rectum as his cock spurted again and again.

   CHAPTER 14: Bruce Ramps Up the Action

   Bruce finally got tired of just watching Helen's children having sex at
the pedophile meetings.  He wanted to make money off the kids, and he knew
the two girls could make a mint as street prostitutes -- and there were
enough gay guys on the streets now to keep Dillon busy, too.  He knew he
would have to be careful to keep this well hidden from Helen, who still
thought of him as a caring, loving companion to her and her kids.  She was
too stupid to see what was really going on -- even when Dara and Laurel
came to her with problems that normal young girls don't have, like vaginal
soreness and tenderness, bruising around their labia, bruises on their
breasts, and rectal tenderness and bleeding.  All this came from the
pedophile meetings, when some of the men got carried away and hurt the
girls while they were fucking them.  Dillon had his share of problems, too
-- mostly anal pain and soreness from being ass-fucked -- but he always
went to Bruce for ways to get past the pain in his rectum.  All three of
the children had developed bad cases of hemorrhoids from the cocks and
other objects being forced into their assholes.  Some of the women members
of the pedophile clubs like to rape girls -- and boys -- with dildos that
were specifically designed to damage the vagina or anus.  They used dildos
with plastic or metal spikes to lacerate the walls of a girl's birth canal,
and dildos long enough to reach and penetrate a girl's cervix and poke into
her uterus.  Both types of dildos could inflict severe damage on a girl's
or boy's rectum, and could lacerate the inner walls of the sigmoid colon
after penetrating the rectum.

   After a year of doing pedophile parties, Dara and Laurel were having
problems sitting all day in school, because of the constant pain in their
vaginas and assholes.  Dara's hemorrhoids were not as bad as Laurel's --
Dara could shift around in her seat and get some relief from the pain in
her anus and rectum.  Laurel's hemorrhoids were larger and more extensive,
in her anus, rectum, and the lower part of her sigmoid colon.  Sometimes
she had to leave class to go to the girls' room, where she would lock
herself in a stall and cry quietly, standing beside the toilet because it
hurt too much to sit down.  She would pull down her dress or jeans and her
thong so she could use a medicated towelette to swab the afflicted area,
which was basically everything in her ass crack.  Even her buttocks hurt
from constant clenching, which the girl did involuntarily to try to ease
the pain and constant rectal itching.  Dillon's hemorrhoids were lighter
than his sisters', causing him some discomfort, but not nearly as bad as
the girls.  Dara and Laurel walked now with their legs as far apart as they
could spread them without attracting attention from other kids or teachers.

   Bruce was doing everything he could to destroy the kids' self-esteem,
especially the two girls.  He wanted them to hate their own bodies,
especially the holes that men used to fuck them -- vagina, asshole, mouth.
He wanted them to think of themselves as worthless, damaged, dirty.  And he
slowly, very slowly and carefully, planted in their minds the idea that
they might be able to redeem themselves if they learned how to please the
men that fucked them.  He wanted the girls to perform like the sluttiest
little whores in history -- and earn lots of money for him, all the while
thinking they were somehow redeeming themselves for him, trying to please
him in every way they could.  He constantly told both girls they were too
fat, that no man would want them unless they lost weight.  He was trying to
tip them over the edge into full-blown cases of anorexia nervosa, so they
would starve themselves.  Skinny girls always brought in more money on the
street than pudgy ones, and Bruce wanted Dara and Laurel as slim as he
could get them.  He didn't care about their health -- he knew street whores
don't last very long anyway, and he just wanted to make money from the
little sluts before they started looking used up and worn out.  Their
mother, Helen, was already looking like a worn out street whore -- she was
48 when she met Bruce, and her breasts were shrunken and saggy.  She
smelled stinky all the time because she could never get her vagina
completely clean.  She douched frequently, but her cunt had a strong odor
like rotten fish.  There was some problem with her lymph glands.  Her anal
sphincter had gotten weaker as she got older, and shit leaked out of her
ass when she coughed.  This is what her daughters had to look forward to,
but Bruce wanted to make some money from their young bodies while he could.
But he made it a point to tell Dara and Laurel how bad they smelled, and
convinced them they would never be really clean because the holes between
their legs were dirty, rotten, and filthy -- God's way of punishing them
for being girls.  Bruce told them that only men were blessed by God,
because He gave them cocks, and girls would never be worthy of such
blessings.  The only thing a girl could do to get closer to God was to
spend her life worshipping cocks, God's greatest creation.  Girls could
only attain a little of God's attention by receiving as many cocks as they
could, in their mouths and vaginas and assholes -- all the dirty little
holes that God gave girls as punishment for not having big cocks.

   Bruce put Dara and Laurel out on the street in a bad section of Manassas
one evening, after making them dress so they looked like whores -- tiny
tops that barely covered their breasts, microskirts that barely covered
their asses, and stiletto pumps with 5-inch heels.  The girls could barely
walk in their slut shoes, and they wore lots of makeup so they looked
slutty.  Bruce put Dillon on the street with them, in just a pair of short
shorts that barely covered his cock.  Dara had just turned 18, and Laurel
was 16 and Dillon was 14 on that first night they worked the streets. 
Bruce dropped them off at 8:00 PM and told them he would pick them up at
3:00 AM, and he expected each of them to have at least $300 for him.  He
told the girls to ask $25 for a blowjob, or $30 if the john wanted to fuck
them in the cunt, $35 for an ass-fuck.  He told Dillon to ask for the same
amounts, but told the boy he could take less if he had to -- Dillon was the
youngest and might not be as aggressive as his sisters.  Then he told the
girls not to refuse ANY offers from johns -- as long as they paid
something, they should get some action.  Bruce smiled to himself, hoping
every john would offer $5 -- and the little sluts would have to fuck
themselves unconscious to make the $300 quota.

   Bruce went to a theatre and watched porno movies while he waited for the
kids to earn their money.  A prostitute eased into the seat beside him and
offered to suck his cock for $10, and he said yes.  The whore couldn't have
been older than 14 -- she looked younger than Laurel.  She slid down onto
the filthy floor between Bruce's legs and opened his pants and started
sucking.  Bruce kept his eyes on the screen and watched the movie -- three
girls getting banged by 12 men, with lots of hitting -- while the girl
sucked him off.  Or tried to -- Bruce kept his mind on other things so his
cock would not maintain a full erection, making the girl work more to get
him hard and make him cum.  The little bitch sucked for half an hour,
getting more and more desperate to be done, making little noises in her
throat.  She deep-throated Bruce's cock, and he felt the head of his cock
entering her throat as she swallowed it, and he almost lost control -- but
then he thought about Helen's ugly tits, and that softened his cock a
little.  The whore massaged Bruce's balls and moaned, trying to arouse him.
He made her suck for almost a full hour before he finally let himself think
about Laurel.  He thought about her down on her knees in front of a john,
sucking his cock just like this little whore was sucking him, working so
hard to make him cum -- and his cock twitched, then throbbed heavily as his
balls sent a flood of semen into the girl's warm, willing mouth.  Bruce
held her by her ears and forced her head into his groin as he ejaculated on
her tongue, his cock spurting again and again until she coughed and gagged
on his sperm.  The whore had big globs of jism all over her shirt when she
finally stood up slowly, trembling and shaky from so much time on her
knees. Bruce gave her $5 and told her she was a terrible cocksucker, and
shoved her away.  The girl stumbled in her high heel slut shoes and went
sprawling in the aisle, landing in a puddle of sperm left by somebody.  She
cursed and scrambled up and left.  Bruce laughed, then left to go pick up
the kids.

   CHAPTER 15: Helen's Children Working as Street Whores

   He drove up to the corner where he was to meet the kids, and parked the
car.  He didn't see any of the kids right away, but then he looked down an
alley and saw something that gave him an instant erection.  It was Laurel,
on her knees with her hands on the ground in front of her, sucking off a
tall man who was standing in a doorway.  Laurel was in the classic blowjob
position, touching the cock only with her mouth, and she was really working
hard to get the man to cum.  Her head was jerking forward and backward on
the cock, her lips tight on the shaft as she sucked.  Her top was on the
ground beside her, and her small breasts were little mounds on her chest,
firm and not sagging like her mother's ugly tits.  Laurel had pulled her
skirt up around her waist, and her bare ass was clearly visible to anybody
that glanced down the alley.  People were walking by, seeing what she was
doing.  Her cunt was leaking juices down her thighs, little trickles of
clear sticky fluid that glistened in the light from the streetlamp at the
head of the alley.  The man had his hand on her head, holding her by her
hair and jerking her head forward and back as he thrust into her mouth. 
Bruce had rolled his window down, and he could clearly hear the slurping
sounds Laurel was making as she performed the blowjob.  Drool was running
down her chin and dripping onto the mounds of her breasts as she sucked. 
The drool ran down over her tits and disappeared into her wispy auburn
pubic hair.

   Laurel sucked more urgently, moaning softly, and her john groaned and
forced her head into his groin as he dumped his load in her mouth.  Bruce
could see her throat muscles rippling as she swallowed the sperm, gulping
it down as fast as she could.  Some of the thick semen ran down over her
chin and dripped down onto her tits.  The john finished cumming, and pulled
his cock out of Laurel's mouth, wiping the tip in her hair and leaving
strings of semen there.  Bruce saw that her long hair had lots of globs of
sticky semen in there -- she must have given a lot of blowjobs tonight. 
The john said something to Laurel, then shoved her backwards, and she
sprawled on her ass on the concrete in the alley, her legs wide apart.  She
was crying as the john walked out of the alley and turned down the street.
Then Bruce saw Dara -- she was two doors down in the same alley, bending
over a trash can with her legs apart.  She was naked except for her high
heels and a john was fucking her in the ass.  Dara was grunting in pain
with each thrust, and the john was really giving it to her good.  He thrust
into her rectum fast and deep, and the girl had tears of pain running down
her cheeks -- Bruce could see them glisten in the dim light.  The girl had
her arms extended in front of her, so she could catch herself if the john
fucked her so hard that the trash can tipped over and sent her sprawling.
Her tits were hanging out, bouncing wildly with each thrust as she serviced
the john with her asshole.  Bruce saw Laurel slowly crawling toward her
sister, still crying after sucking off her john and being pushed down in
the alley.  Dara's john grunted like an animal and thrust deep into her
bowels and ejaculated heavily, pumping a huge load of sperm into her
asshole.  He kept giving her little thrusts while his cock spurted inside
her.  Dara's head was sagging, like she was tired.  When the john finished
with her, he wiped his cock down her legs, soiling her with more sperm,
then raised his hand and gave her a slap across the ass.  Dara yelped in
pain, and he gave her three more slaps on her buttocks before he walked
away, zipping up his pants.  As he came out of the alley, Bruce saw the
john look at him and grin as he said, "Stupid little whore." Bruce grinned
back and nodded.

   Bruce saw Dillon coming up the street, approaching the alley.  The boy's
short shorts had been pulled down to mid-thigh, exposing his cock and his
ass.  Bruce could see cum leaking out of his half-hard cock, and a trickle
of blood ran had oozed out of his ass and down his thighs.  He was walking
with his legs apart -- the "just fucked" walk.  His face was twisted in
pain, and each step made him wince.  He turned into the alley and went to
his sisters, and they all hugged each other.  The girls were both crying,
and soon Dillon was, too.  Bruce called to the kids to come get in the car,
and they slowly got up and stumbled over and got in.  The first thing he
asked was how much money they had for him.  Dara's face fell as she handed
him a wad of cash she had been holding in her hand -- $460.  Bruce held out
his hand to Laurel, and she sniffled as she gave him a much smaller wad --
only $240.  Dillon had made $340.  Bruce told Laurel she didn't make enough
money -- and then he noticed her wad contained a lot of one-dollar bills.
She started crying again as she told him she had been propositioned by
three amateur baseball teams, but the players said they were short on cash,
so she let them fuck her for one dollar each.  There were 68 players on the
teams, and they all fucked her once, then about 35 of them did her a second
time.  They had screwed her for three hours -- for $103.  Bruce told her
she would have to stay on the street until she made the full $300 quota,
and Laurel sniffled as she opened the door and got out of the car.  Bruce
told he they would wait for her, and Laurel shuffled over under a street
light and started propositioning men as they walked by.  It took her until
6 AM to make another $60, and she took the cash over to Bruce and asked
desperately if they could go home now, and Bruce told her to get in.  She
was crying from sheer exhaustion.

   CHAPTER 16: Helen's Children in School

   As soon as they got back to Helen's townhome, the kids had to wash up
and get ready for school.  There was barely time, and Bruce told the girls
not to take time to douch or wash their cunts or asses -- he told them to
leave the sperm in there, and to wear a Tampax so they wouldn't leak during
the day.  He told them to stick a Tampax in their assholes, too, since both
girls got ass-fucked during their long night on the street.  He told Dillon
to do the same -- so the boy spent the day with a Tampax in his rectum.

   Dara and Laurel met in the girls' room after second period.  Both of
them had blood running down their thighs, and Dara dropped her jeans down
around her ankles and bent over the toilet in the stall so Laurel could
clean her up.  Her ass was bleeding so much that the Tampax was completely
soaked, and blood was running down her thighs.  Some blood had stained her
jeans, and Laurel cleaned that up the best she could.  Then Laurel slipped
her skirt down around her knees so Dara could clean her up.  Laurel's ass
was OK -- it hurt, but it wasn't bleeding -- but her pussy was leaking
badly, a mixture of blood and vaginal secretions, and her Tampax couldn't
hold it all.  Her thighs were soaked with the clear sticky secretions
streaked with blood.  Dara washed Laurel's thighs, then took out the dirty
Tampax and inserted a new one in Laurel's pussy.  As she finished, she
looked up -- and saw Laurel sucking on the used Tampax, sucking her own
cunt slime and blood out of the filthy napkin and swallowing it.  Dara
frowned, but Laurel took the Tampax out of her mouth and said, "What?  If
we're whores, we should act like whores." She licked the full length of the
dirty plug, then made a show of swallowing the juices.  She moved the
Tampax in and out of her mouth, like she was sucking on a cock, and closed
her eyes as she worked to get more of her juices out of it.  Dara told her
to stop it and clean out her ass, so Laurel tossed the used Tampax on the
floor and squatted down and cleaned the blood out of Dara's ass crack and
off her thighs.  Then Laurel picked up the dirty Tampax off the floor and
started licking it again.  Dara got dressed and stormed out.

   One reason Dara was so pissed off was that Bruce had told her to try to
get some action from her classmates -- to prostitute herself at school. 
Bruce wanted her and Laurel earning money for him all day as well as all
night.  Bruce had told the same thing to Laurel and Dillon, and Laurel left
the girls' room and went straight to the janitor's closet, where three boys
were waiting for her -- they had algebra with her, and she had slipped them
notes during class.  They were all her age -- 16 -- and they came from
wealthy families, so Laurel asked them for $50 each.  For that, she told
them would suck them a little and then let them fuck her -- in her cunt or
her ass.  The boys shoved cash at her as they unzipped their pants, and
Laurel smiled as she took off all her clothes.  When she was naked, she
looked at the boys while she spread her legs and pulled the Tampax out of
her cunt, and then surprised them by reaching for the string hanging out of
her ass.  She pulled out the second Tampax and dropped both of them in the
janitor's sink, then she got down on her knees and took Derek's penis in
her mouth.  He grabbed her head with both hands and held her in place while
he fucked her face, thrusting hard and fast into her mouth.  Laurel was
trying to catch her breath when he suddenly ejaculated, filling her mouth
with warm semen.  She gulped it down, swallowing fast as his cock dumped a
big load down her throat.  Then Clint shoved Derek out of the way and
jerked Laurel to her feet and told her to bend over the counter.  He
already had a raging erection and he rammed his hard cock up Laurel's
snatch and held her hips and fucked her hard, and it didn't take long for
him to cum inside her.

   The third boy was Ashton, and he knew just what he wanted from Laurel.
She still had Clint's cum oozing out of her pussy, and Derek's thick sperm
around her mouth, but Ashton shoved her down and told her to grab her
ankles and spread her legs.  Laurel obeyed, and Ashton quickly forced his
hard cock into her tight little asshole.  Laurel yelped in pain and
humiliation as she got penetrated, and she grunted in pain as he started to
screw her.  His cock was very wide and it was irritating her hemorrhoids --
it felt like he was raping her with a knife in her rectum.  She grunted in
rhythm with his thrusts, and that got him even more excited -- he liked the
idea of hurting a girl with his big cock.  He thrust harder, and Laurel
gave little yelps with each stroke.  Her hemorrhoids were bleeding now, but
her blood just acted as a lubricant, and Ashton kept on screwing her. 
Finally her groaned with satisfaction and thrust into her deeply as he
ejaculated in her ass, his sperm filling her rectum and flowing into her
bowels.

   As Ashton pulled his softening cock out of her asshole, Laurel reached
into the sink and picked up the dirty Tampax that she had taken out of her
ass, and she stuck in back in, so the sperm wouldn't leak out while she was
in class -- and then she picked up the other Tampax and stuffed up her
snatch, to hold Clint's semen inside her.  She had swallowed Derek's jism,
and her mouth felt sticky and scummy, but she got dressed and went to her
next class, tasting the remains of the cum in her mouth.

   Dara had found just one boy to fuck her between classes -- but Jim said
he would pay $100 if she let him put some objects in her ass while he
screwed her pussy.  She met him in a book storage room and quickly stripped
and bent over the counter.  She turned her head and smiled at him as she
reached around and pulled her buttocks apart.  Jim was sweating as he
picked up a soft drink bottle and pushed the neck into Dara's asshole.  It
slid smoothly past her anus and into her rectum.  Jim kept shoving the
bottle into Dara, and when the bottle got wider below the neck, Dara
thought her asshole would split wide open.  Her anal sphincter was
stretched as it expanded to allow the wide part of the bottle to penetrate
her ass, and the pain was unbelievable.  Jim kept pushing until the whole
bottle was inside Dara, with just the wide base visible in her ass.  Jim
used one finger to shove it in a little further, and Dara's sphincter
closed over it, her own muscles forcing the bottle deeper into her.  After
it disappeared inside her, Jim picked up a can of drain cleaner, 12 inches
long and two inches wide.  Dara jerked as the cold metal cap touched her
sensitive anus, and she had to grit her teeth to keep from screaming as he
forced it into her rectum -- the can was rough on the outside, and it was
raking across her hemorrhoids -- she could barely stand the sharp pain. 
Jim pushed the big can further into her anus, forcing the bottle past her
rectum and into her large intestine, making Dara feel totally bloated, like
she needed to defecate.  Her asshole felt like it was on fire, like she was
being fucked with a branding iron.  Her buttocks were quivering as her
muscles jerked uncontrollably from the intense pain, like no other pain she
had ever felt.  The can had stretched her sphincter even more than the
bottle, and the pain was unrelenting, like the worst toothache of her life.
Rectal pain is unlike any other pain in the body -- it feels incredibly
sharp, and it itches like mad, and it carries with it feelings of despair
and humiliation and helplessness.  Dara's whole body was vibrating with
pain, starting in her asshole and radiating out to every part of her. 
Tears of frustration and pain were running down her cheeks as Jim gave the
can a hard push -- and the whole can was inside Dara, with only the shiny
bottom showing in her ass, gripped tightly by her anal sphincter, which was
stretched around the base of the can like a thick rubber band.  Jim pushed
a little more, and the can disappeared inside Dara, giving her momentary
relief as her sphincter closed around the can and it disappeared inside
her.

   But Jim wasn't through with Dara.  He unzipped his pants and took out
his penis, already fully erect and throbbing heavily from the excitement of
what he had already done to her.  Pre-cum was leaking out of the tip of his
cock, dribbling down on the back of Dara's bare legs.  He picked up a
bottle of toilet cleaner from the counter.  It was a large plastic bottle,
two inches by four inches at the bottom, and 12 inches long, with an angled
top so the cleaning fluid could be sprayed up under the rim of a toilet. 
He inserted the top of the bottle in Dara's gaping asshole and shoved it
in, forcing the metal can and the soda bottle even deeper into her
intestines.  The neck of the soda bottle had penetrated so far into Dara's
bowels that it came to the angle where her sigmoid colon changes from
vertical to horizontal.  There was no way the bottle could go any further
inside Dara -- but Jim kept pushing it.  The tip of the bottle started
pressing against the wall of Dara's colon -- giving her a sharp pain that
felt like a needle being raked across the inner wall of her bowel.  Dara
screamed in pain, and Jim quickly covered her mouth with his hand.  He used
his other hand to keep pushing on the plastic bottle, and Dara broke out in
a heavy sweat as the pain intensified.  It felt like the worst cramp of her
life, a pain that took possession of her body and soul.  The plastic bottle
was almost totally inside Dara's ass, with just the bottom inch or so
sticking out of her anus.  Her bowels were trying to expel the objects from
her body, the intestinal muscles rippling as her body worked to force the
bottles and the can out of her -- but Jim was holding the plastic bottle in
place in her ass, so she couldn't expel it.  The pressure in her bowels was
causing excruciating pain that seemed to pervade her entire body.  She
groaned loudly, like a wounded animal, but Jim's hand muffled the sound.

   Now Jim added the final touch -- he put the head of his cock against
Dara's slit, and she realized he was about to penetrate her vagina.  She
tried to scream, but the sound was muffled by Jim's hand over her mouth. 
He thrust his hips, and his big hard dick lanced into her pussy like a
knife into butter.  Dara lowered her head and mewled, a sound that made
Jim's cock stiffen inside her.  He started to fuck her hard, pistoning into
her like a jackhammer, his cock ripping into her twat painfully.  Blood
started to seep out of her slit and run down her legs as the walls of her
birth canal started to hemorrhage under his assault.  Dara's blood
lubricated Jim's cock, enabling him to fuck her faster and harder, and she
went a little crazy from the pain and frustration.  She felt like he was
destroying her body, and she died a little inside as he fucked her wildly.
Her legs were trembling from the strain of standing up while her ass and
pussy were being tortured, and her whole body was stinky with sweat that
dripped off her and puddled on the floor.  She was standing on her toes,
trying to make it easier for the boy to screw her, trying to ease the pain
between her legs.  Her bowels felt like they were going to explode and her
cunt felt like it was being torn apart.

   Jim was almost ready to cum.  He thrust into Dara savagely, and the
pressure of his erection in her vagina made her bowels try to expel the
objects in her intestines, but he was still holding the bottom of the
plastic bottle in place.  She cramped painfully as her muscles moved
rhythmically, trying to push the objects out of her ass.  Jim gave her a
deep thrust and ejaculated inside her, groaning with deep sexual
satisfaction as his semen flooded into her cunt.  He gave the bottle a hard
shove, and it disappeared inside Dara's tortured ass.  She yelped in pain,
but he held her buttocks together with both hands while he kept thrusting
into her pussy.  His sperm filled her twat and leaked down her legs, but
finally the spurting slowed down, and he relaxed a little.  He pulled his
cock out of her slit and took his hands off her buttocks, and she grunted
as she pushed hard, and the plastic bottle slowly slid out of her anus.  It
clattered to the floor, and the metal can started to emerge from her ass,
like a large turd.  It took a while for her to work it out, but it finally
fell to the floor between her legs, and the soda bottle started to emerge.
The bottom of the bottle was the widest part, though, and Dara whimpered in
pain as her anal sphincter expanded to allow the bottle to be expelled. 
Her sphincter stretched painfully, and tears of pain flowed down her cheeks
as the bottle slowly slid past her rectum.  Finally her sphincter
contracted as the neck of the bottle emerged, and Dara thought it was
finally over -- but Jim took the bottle in his hand and shoved it back
inside her again, so the neck and then the wide part of the bottle lanced
into her anus.  He fucked her ass with the bottle, forcing it inside her
and then pulling it almost all the way out.  He finished with a hard shove
that left the bottle lodged deep in her ass, with only the bottom visible.
When he stopped fucking her with it, Dara once more pushed it out slowly,
and it emerged from her ass like a large brown turd, finally dropping to
the floor and shattering.  Dara got several cuts on her feet as she tried
to step away from the counter.  Her asshole was bleeding and her pussy was
leaking sperm down her legs.  Jim slapped her on the ass and told her she
was a great fuck, and she glared at him as he grinned and went out the
door.

   CHAPTER 17: School Kids by Day, Prostitutes by Night

   Helen's daughters fell into a pattern, guided and enabled by Bruce --
turning tricks in school all day between classes, then working as street
whores most of the night.  Dillon's ass had been injured on the one night
he had been on the streets, so Bruce let him take some time off from
prostituting himself and just go to school.  But Dara and Laurel were worth
too much on the street to let them quit.  Between servicing their
classmates in school and servicing their johns on the street, each girl was
earning $700 or more every day, and Bruce was not about to give that up. 
He picked up the girls each day after class and took all their money,
giving them back $20 for incidentals, then drove them by home so they could
put on their slut clothes before he dropped them off on some street corner
at dusk.  They worked the streets until 2 AM, when he picked them up and
again took all their money, giving them back another $20.  He took them
home, where they got cleaned up and slept a few hours -- if they had time
after did their homework from the day before in school.  They were losing
sleep and had dark circles under their eyes and they looked haggard, but
that seemed to help on the streets -- that worn-out look attracted a
certain kind of men.  The girls were not eating much and got incredibly
skinny -- and that attracted the same kind of men, the ones who liked to
take advantage of weak women.

   Bruce did not let the girls take birth control pills because the pills
made them gain weight -- and he told them to let their johns fuck them
without wearing rubbers, for a bigger kick.  The johns always liked the
thought of maybe getting the girl pregnant, and most prostitutes made them
wear rubbers -- but not Dara and Laurel.  This made them VERY popular
girls, but it also meant they kept getting pregnant.  Bruce had an
abortionist he used, and he used him a LOT.  Dara had three abortions in
the year she was on the street, and Laurel received five abortions -- that
girl just couldn't stop getting pregnant.  The abortionist didn't charge a
fee -- he just wanted an hour alone with the girl after he scraped out her
uterus, and what he did to them was more degrading than the abortions.  He
enjoyed forcing his bare hand into Laurel's vagina and probing around
inside her, feeling her ovaries and fallopian tubes and womb -- all her
internal sexual organs.  He liked to examine Dara this way, too -- but
Laurel was his favorite.  By forcing two fingers deep inside her birth
canal, he could locate and massage her ovaries, which caused intense pain
that always brought a flood of tears to her eyes.  He enjoyed looking at
her face while he probed inside her, watching her eyes widen as he fingered
her most intimate private parts and made her cry.  He liked to probe inside
her for a while, then withdraw his hand, still coated thickly with her
vaginal secretions and some blood from the abortion he had just given her,
and rub his cock for a while, still looking into her eyes, fondling her
breasts with his other hand.  He didn't ejaculate, just masturbated while
she was forced to watch, then forced his hand back into her twat for more
deep probing.  He alternated probing and masturbating for almost the full
hour, then finished with an especially hard probing that left her sobbing
in pain, and he brushed his free hand across her cheek, feeling her tears
as he masturbated to a climax.  He always ejaculated on the girl's face,
being careful to leave a lot of semen on her upper lip and in her nostrils.
After he mostly finished cumming on her, he told the girl to sniff his cum
up her nose and swallow it, and this always made his cock spurt a little
more sperm, which he deposited in her hair and in her ears.

   CHAPTER 18: Pain for Helen's Children

   Bruce knew there were B&D groups whose members like to tie people up,
using sometimes intricate roping arrangements and knots, but he was more
interested in the more extreme groups of sadists and masochists that were
also pedophiles.  Bruce knew some of the pedophile groups had some real
weirdos in them, but when pedophilia is combined with S&M, things really
start to get hot.  The idea of Dara and Laurel being in pain turned him on
hugely, and he wanted to see them being whipped and hear the sounds they
made when they were in agony and desperate.  He took Dillon along to the
first S&M group meeting, liking the thought of seeing the boy's testicles
get hurt.

   The meeting was already started when Bruce arrived with the kids, at a
private home in Manassas.  He had told them to wear something skimpy, and
the girls both had on tube tops and shorts, with high heels.  Dillon just
wore shorts.  The members applauded when Bruce led the kids in, and the
girls were quickly led over to two wood and metal stands facing each other.
They were told to strip, but leave their high heels on.  The girls took off
their clothes and dropped them on the floor.  Dara was strapped to one
stand, and Laurel to the other, so their faces were three feet apart.  The
stands held each girl in a position like she was kneeling, with her knees
spread wide apart.  This gave full access to the holes between her legs for
fucking, and their round little asses were easily accessible for whipping.

   Bruce saw the girls looking nervous as they stripped and allowed
themselves to be strapped to the stands, but he had talked to all three of
the kids and told them what to expect.  He told the girls they had to be
punished just for BEING girls.  God showed how much He loved men by giving
them a penis, and He showed how much He hated girls by denying them a cock.
Instead of blessing girls with a beautiful large penis, God cursed them
with a dirty, empty hole between their legs, a hole that men could use to
show how much better they were than girls.  When a man uses his penis to
fuck a girl's filthy little hole, he is blessed with the most wonderful
feeling in the world: the male orgasm.  The man's whole body is infused
with a thrilling and exciting jolt of true happiness when he cums, and he
dumps his precious sperm inside the girl, in her rotten little fuckhole. 
God intended a man's ejaculation to symbolize urinating inside a girl.  It
was God's intention that the act of cumming in a girl's vagina should give
the man supreme pleasure, while the girl just spreads her legs and receives
his precious goodness.  Fucking usually hurts the girl -- or it should, if
the man does it right.  Hurting a girl while he fucks her is a man's way of
honoring God, and God is pleased when a girl feels pain while making love.
All three of the kids had always attended church regularly with Helen, and
it was easy for Bruce to pervert what the church had taught them about God.
Girls feel an inherent nervousness about their sexual organs, and it's easy
to make the think of themselves as worthless and inferior to men.

   So the girls willingly submitted to being strapped to the stands, and
then two men came up and stood behind each girl and started whipping them
with thin canes.  Caning raises immediate red welts on the skin, and causes
a searing pain that feels like a hot iron against the skin.  Dara and
Laurel screamed in pain, short hard screams that ended almost immediately.
They screamed again with the second stroke, and with every stroke after
that -- they couldn't help it.  The sharp pain tore screams from their
throats, sounding ragged and hoarse.  The girls wanted to be strong to
impress Bruce, but their screams were totally involuntary as their bodies
reacted to the pain being inflicted on them.  The tears that streamed from
their eyes were also involuntary, as was the runny snot that leaked out of
their noses and down over their lips and chins as the caning continued.

   Some of the members decided to let Dillon enjoy sex with his sisters
while they were being whipped.  He was told to drop his shorts and go stand
between the girls, facing Laurel.  His cock had sprung to life while he
watched his sisters being hurt, and when he stood between the girls, his
erection was exactly level with Laurel's mouth, which was hanging open as
she unconsciously drooled.  Since her screams were involuntary, it would be
unsafe to stick his cock in her mouth while she was receiving a stroke from
the cane, since her teeth might do damage to his cock.  So the men waited
while Dillon stuck his cock in Laurel's mouth, and he turned his head and
grinned at Bruce as his erection slid into his sister's open mouth.  Her
snot had run down over her lips, providing lubricant, and Dillon held
Laurel's head in place and thrust his hips, fucking her mouth for a while.
One of the men told Dara to lick her brother's ass, and Dillon moved a
little, so his ass crack was right in front of Dara.  She thrust her head
forward and buried her face between his buttocks, working her mouth in
close to his asshole, and started to lick his anus.  Dillon grinned as his
cock stiffened in Laurel's mouth.  Laurel gasped as she felt the cock meat
swell up, and she sucked hard on it.  A little gush of pre-cum oozed out
onto her tongue, and she swallowed it gratefully -- she felt like she was
being rewarded for being a good little cocksucker.  Bruce had told her and
Dara that the best thing a girl could do in this life is learn how to suck
cock, how to please a man and help him ejaculate in her mouth.  Laurel's
cheeks sunk as she sucked harder on Dillon's hard cock, and she was
rewarded by a bigger gush of sticky pre-cum.

   Dara was trying to force her face deep down between Dillon's ass cheeks
so she could get her mouth on his asshole.  Bruce had told her and Laurel
that a girl has to learn to love men's assholes, no matter how bad they
smell -- or taste.  A good way for a girl to show she is worthy of a man is
to kiss his ass, then put her lips on his anus and suck.  The girl's goal
is to suck hard enough to actually get some feces out of the man's rectum
and into her worthless mouth -- and then she must swallow the turds and
keep sucking.  She should lick his ass and keep it moist, so the man will
be comfortable while the girl is trying to please him with her mouth.  She
should also try to force as much of her tongue inside his rectum as she
can, and then lick out the inside of his anal canal.  In between sucking
sessions, the girl should run her middle finger into the man's rectum and
locate his prostate, pushing her finger as deep as is necessary.  Gentle
massaging of a man's prostate will produce seminal fluid that comes out of
his penis, and Dara wanted to do this for Dillon so that Laurel would get
to taste and swallow more of his fluids.  But with her hands strapped to
the stand, the only way Dara could massage Dillon's prostate was to force
her tongue far enough into his asshole.  She made a huge effort, pushing
her tongue far inside the boy's anus, then she stiffened her tongue and
moved the tip back and forth -- and it worked!  Dillon groaned with deep
sexual satisfaction as Dara's tongue found the position inside his bowels
next to his prostate, and she massaged his organ with her tongue.  Dillon
felt his seminal juices flow heavily into his cock, then into Laurel's warm
mouth, and she gave a girlish squeal of excitement as she felt the gush on
her tongue.  She swallowed twice, her head spinning with delight.

   But this was an S&M group, and the pleasure had gone on for long enough
-- it was time for more pain.  Dillon was told to pull his cock out of
Laurel's mouth, and Dara pulled her head out of his ass -- and both girls
let out short, vigorous screams as the received another stroke from the
canes on the buttocks.  Dillon was watching Laurel's face as she received
her punishment, and his cock throbbed heavily and stiffened as she grimaced
and screamed, Sweat popped out on her forehead as another stroke was
delivered, and her eyes widened in frustration.  Dillon turned around so he
could look at Dara's face, and she received another stroke just as he
turned.  She was looking into his eyes as she let out a hoarse scream, and
tears of pain streamed down her cheeks.  Dillon could see her arms
straining against the straps, unconsciously trying to break free so she
could defend herself, protect her body.  Laurel was straining the same way,
her fingers working as she tried to pull her arms loose, but of course it
didn't work.  The cane came down again across her round little ass, and
forced a short, harsh scream from her.  Dara screamed at the same moment as
she received another hard stroke on her buttocks.  Each girl received three
more vicious strokes, and then there was another pause so they could
service their brother with their mouths.

   This time Dillon faced Dara, and let her take his cock into her mouth
and suck it while Laurel buried her pretty face in his ass crack.  She
wiggled her head a little, working her nose and mouth down close to his
anus -- and the Dillon did something Bruce had talked to him about.  Bruce
had told the boy this might happen, one or both of his sisters loving him
with their mouths, and Bruce suggested something Dillon would never have
thought of -- farting in his younger sister's face!  Laurel had her lips
against his anus when he let out a big wet fart.  It bubbled out of his
ass, stinky and damp, and the sharp odor went right up Laurel's nose as she
gasped in surprise -- but then she proved what a dirty little slut she was.
She actually inhaled deeply, wanting to have the full experience of her
brother's insulting degradation.  The foul odor permeated her nostrils as
she inhaled deeply, and then she nuzzled her face in against Dillon's
puckered anus and kissed his ass, smooching several times with her soft
lips on his anal opening.  Then she put her lips around his asshole and
sucked hard, trying to draw some feces out of his rectum into her mouth. 
Dara felt Dillon's erection stiffen in her mouth when he farted in Laurel's
face, and he started to thrust into Dara's mouth slowly as he felt Laurel's
lips on his anus.  He held Dara by her ears and fucked her face hard as he
enjoyed the heavenly feeling of Laurel's sweet lips and tongue making love
to his asshole.

   Then there was another session of whipping with the canes.  Dillon took
his cock out of Dara's mouth and rubbed his erection slowly as he watched
his sisters being beaten.  Each scream seemed to stiffen his cock and make
it throb.  He was told he could hit the girls, and he grinned and slapped
Dara's cheek.  She glared at him, then another stroke from the cane made
her scream.  Dillon slapped Laurel, knocking her head to the side just as
she received another stroke from the cane.  She screamed and glared at him.
Dillon noticed her nipples were stiff and hard -- she was getting turned on
by the pain of the whipping!  He turned and looked at Dara's breasts, and
her nipples were hard as rocks, sticking out like little cocks on her
chest. Dillon put one hand on each of his sisters' tits, and pinched the
nipples while they each took another stroke from the canes.  This time
their screams were more like yelps -- there was some extra excitement in
them.  Dillon held the two nipples tight in his fingers until the canes
whistled through the air again and lashed across the girls' buttocks.  Both
girls were staring at him now, as he pinched their tits -- and Laurel had a
slight grin on her face.  Dillon pinched her nipple harder, grinding the
soft cone between his fingers as hard as he could -- and he was rewarded by
Laurel's eyes flooding with tears.  But even as he hurt her, her mouth
turned up a little at the corners -- the little bitch LIKED this!  Dillon
felt his cock throbbing as it stuck straight out, hard and erect.  He
turned toward Laurel and stuck his cock in her mouth, driving into her
throat and making her cough and gag on his cock meat.  He saw the man
behind her raise the cane, and he gave her a quick thrust before he quickly
jerked his cock out of her mouth -- just as the cane landed on her
buttocks. Dillon still had Laurel's erect nipple in his fingers, and he dug
his fingernail into the soft flesh just as the cane tore into her ass,
ripping a hoarse scream out of her from the two simultaneous jolts of pain.

   Now the men whipping the girls stepped up behind them and suddenly stuck
their cocks in the two dripping pussies.  The whipping and breast pain had
caused Dara's and Laurel's cunts to lubricate heavily, and the cocks slid
in easily.  The men fucked the girls for a few minutes, then pulled out and
stepped back and gave them each two stinging strokes with the canes that
left the girls gasping for breath.  It was important to mix pleasure with
pain, so the girls would mix them up and learn to love the pain.  Two lines
formed behind the girls, with men lining up to fuck them.  The men with the
canes moved around in front of Dara and Laurel so they could work on the
girls' breasts.  Using a cane on a girl's breasts can cause permanent
damage because the breasts have a more refined blood supply and nerve
complex, as well as lactiferous ducts, so they are more sensitive and need
more caution than ass-whipping to avoid irreversible scarring and injury.
The inside of the breast is composed of fatty, glandular and connective
tissues and is at greater risk of rupturing or other damage if whipping is
carried to the extreme.  But the members wanted to see how the girls
reacted to having their breasts caned, so the men told Dillon to stand
aside.  The man whipping Dara gave her a stroke of the cane across the top
of her breasts, and Dara let out an unearthly scream that trailed off to a
whimper.  Laurel's torturer followed with a stroke that landed directly
across Laurel's nipples, ripping an even louder scream from her throat. 
Her nipples immediately started bleeding and her areolas quickly developed
long red welts that ran across the whole front of her breasts.  She was
sobbing and her face showed the panic a girl feels when her sexual organs
are in danger of permanent damage -- a look of pure panic and dread and
frustration.  Dara had the same look on her face, and cocks all over the
room stiffened as the men looked at the girls and the damage to their soft
breasts.  The two men at the front of the lines stepped up and penetrated
the girls, their cocks sliding into the wet cunts easily.  They started to
fuck Dara and Laurel as the girls received another stroke from the canes,
this time across the bottoms of their breasts, raising immediate welts that
oozed a little blood.  The men with the canes used them to poke the girls'
breasts, irritating their nipples and making them groan in pain.

   CHAPTER 19: Sexual Healing

   Dara and Laurel were gang-raped and tortured for hours that night, and
when the men were done, they let Dillon fuck his sisters until he
ejaculated inside Laurel's gaping cunt.  Warm semen was leaking out of her
slit as she and Dara were released from the stands.  Neither girl could
stand up after hours of being harshly caned, and both of them were bleeding
from the welts left all over their bodies by the canes.  They would heal,
but it would take time, and there would be faint -- but permanent -- scars
from the beatings they had received.  Bruce wasn't worried about the scars
-- they would make the little sluts more exciting to the next S&M group
where he took the girls -- but he knew he had to keep the scars secret from
Helen.  She would freak out if she found out what he was doing to her
daughters.

   Bruce had a guy to fix up the girls -- the abortionist he used when Dara
or Laurel got knocked up -- and the guy did what he could, but both girls
had a lot of pain they just had to work through.  The abortionist was not
even a real doctor -- he had dropped out of medical school, and knew just
enough to scrape out girls' wombs and handle other dirty little tasks for
prostitutes working in Manassas.  As usual, he took his fee in trade, but
this time he did more than just stick his fingers deep inside Dara's and
Laurel's cunts and stroke their internal sexual organs, causing them more
pain -- this time he literally rubbed salt in their wounds.  The canes used
to beat them had left scores of raised red welts all over the girls' soft
bodies -- mostly on their round little asses, but also on their legs, arms,
backs, and of course their breasts.  One vicious stroke had split Dara's
left nipple almost in two, leaving her bleeding and in severe pain.  The
medical guy had to take five stitches in the areola and nipple, causing
pain that was even worse than the beatings.  After she was beaten, Dara had
a sharp burning pain in her nipple and it continued constantly.  It wasn't
like the swelling or heaviness or ache of menstrual pain, nor was it like
the pains in the breast that she had experienced before and been told were
due to caffeine.  She kept getting a jabbing pain right in the tip of the
nipple where it had been split.  If she cupped her breast in her hand, it
seemed to ease up a little -- but if she let go or bent over, it got really
bad again.  The dense nerves in her nipple made the needle (used to stitch
it up) feel like a knife -- it was like she was being stabbed over and over
in her breast.  She mewled like a wounded animal the whole time it was
being done.  The medical guy stared into her eyes after each penetration of
the needle as he stitched her up, drawing it slowly through the flesh of
her nipple as tears ran down Dara's cheeks.

   When he was done with her nipple, the medical guy applied a special
salve to the welts criss-crossing her breasts, then moved on to the rest of
her body.  The salve was something he mixed himself, and it contained a
liberal dose of salt, which did help the welts heal faster -- but it worked
by irritating the wounds, which caused the body to produce more of the
hormones necessary for healing.  Rubbing the salve into the welts on Dara's
breasts, the man watched her face like a hawk as she grimaced from the
pain, then started to cry.  He ran a finger over her cheek, fascinated by
the tears flooding from her eyes, all red and swollen.  Bruce could see the
man's cock getting hard in his pants as he worked on Dara -- this guy
really enjoyed inflicting pain on girls.  The guy rubbed harder on a welt
in the side of Dara's tit, making her yelp in pain as the salt made contact
with the sensitive nerves in her soft skin.  He leaned down and brushed his
lips over her breast, and licked the soft flesh gently.  His tongue ran
over one of her welts, and the guy gasped a little.  He could be so gentle
-- and then he bit down a little on Dara's areola, right where he had just
stitched her up, and her face froze in a mask of pain as his tongue touched
her disfigured nipple.

   Laurel was next.  Her breasts were covered with painful welts like her
sister's, and her ass and her lower back had some deep welts that would
leave permanent scars.  The guy applied his salve, making Laurel grimace as
the salt was rubbed into her wounds.  She had a large red welt across both
of her little round buttocks that was oozing blood, and she yelped when the
man ran his fingers along the wound with the salty salve all over them. 
Tears ran down Laurel's face as the pain intensified, and the man brushed
his fingers along her cheeks, fascinated by his ability to cause her such
pain.  His cock was bulging in his pants, and Bruce could see a small stain
spreading down his leg as his cock leaked pre-cum.  The man rubbed Laurel's
tears into his crotch, masturbating through his pants as he continued to
apply the salve to her welts.  In a minute he gave a little groan, and a
large dark stain appeared on his pants at the crotch as he ejaculated.

   CHAPTER 20: Off to College

   Bruce told the girls to wear clothes for school that would hide their
welts, and Dara and Laurel didn't miss any school, although it was hard for
them to sit down because of the lingering pain.  Bruce made them go back to
turning tricks in school, plus more S&M parties at night.  By the time Dara
graduated from Osbourn Park High School in Manassas, VA, she was a hardened
teenage prostitute, ready and willing to do anything her johns told her to
do.  Bruce made sure she continued her prostitution when she started
classes in the fall at James Madison University in Harrisonburg, VA.  Two
years later, Laurel got her high school diploma, marching across the stage
in her cap and gown -- and nothing underneath.  Bruce made her wear a
10-inch dildo in her pussy and a 6-inch butt plug in her ass, both held in
place with little chains that ran up around her waist, and his cock got
hard as he watched her struggling to keep a straight face as she walked
across the stage with her legs apart as the dildo and the butt plug moved
inside her.  Instead of partying with her friends after the ceremony, she
spent the night under the bleachers at the football field, getting
gangbanged by 28 of her classmates, for $25 each, which she gave to Bruce.
She went to college at the University of Pittsburgh, and she sent Bruce all
the money she made from prostituting herself most nights and every weekend.
By the time she graduated with a B.S degree, she had sent him more than
$4,000.00, and she went on to do graduate work at Vanderbilt University,
continuing her extracurricular prostitution there.
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