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Dani Does the Right Thing
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A dark tale about a young woman and the abuse she 
suffered as a young girl at the hands of her stepfather 
and his cronies. Then after escaping, what happens when 
she and her daughter are put back into that terrible 
situation once again. (M+/g, Mm/Ff, ped, nc, v, inc, 
oral, anal, huml)

***

Author's Note: This story was written and previously 
posted in three parts. It is combined here, in the 
order written. The second part is the prequel. Although 
some of the events in part two predate the events in 
part one of this story, they expand on this story and 
are best read in the order written. This is a dark, 
disturbing story and not for the faint of heart. Please 
take that into consideration before you continue. 

***

The first thing I did when I opened my front door was 
to scream, and then I fainted. When I regained my 
senses I was laying on the couch in my living room. At 
first I didn't know where I was, or how I got there. 
Then I heard a deep voice saying laconically, "Bout 
time you woke up."

As soon as I saw him it all came flooding back. My 
biological father had never married my mother. Mom had 
raised me alone until I was nine. Then she met my 
stepfather to be, Pug Franklin. He swept my mother off 
of her feet and in four month they were engaged and in 
six months they were married.

I thought it was fantastic. I had a daddy now, just 
like all of my friends. At first he was very good to 
me. He spoiled me rotten, in fact. He was always buying 
me toys and candy and taking mom and me to the zoo or 
the circus or the movies. We were just like a real 
family only better.

After a little less than a year, things started to 
change. My new dad started treating my mother more and 
more like a child. He still spoiled me, but now he was 
ordering my mother around and when she displeased him 
in some way she would be punished.

At first he would stand up and pull her into their 
bedroom and I would hear him spanking her and hear her 
crying and pleading for forgiveness. But before very 
long he wouldn't bother to leave the room. He would 
pull her over his lap and pull up her skirt and pull 
her panties down and spank her right in the living 
room, right in front of me!

The next big change was the clothes mom wore. They got 
shorter and tighter and more see-through as time went 
on. I began to notice that she no longer wore 
underwear. It was especially embarrassing on one 
occasion shortly after my eleventh birthday when I had 
the boy next door over and we were playing a board game 
in the living room one Saturday. My father came in from 
the garage and he was upset about a scratch on the car. 
He called my mother into the living room and asked her 
about it. 

She told him that someone had pushed a shopping cart 
into the car in the grocery store parking lot a couple 
of days ago.

He was furious. First she had scratched the car, but 
more seriously she had not told him. He pulled her 
across his lap, right there in front of my friend and 
me, and flipped her skirt up over her back, baring her 
bottom to us. That was the first time I saw that she 
wasn't wearing underwear. 

Dad spanked her furiously, and then he ordered her to 
stand in the corner with her skirt up so that her red 
bottom was showing. 

My friend, who was thirteen at the time stared in awe 
at my mom's backside for a minute and then, with a face 
as red as paint, said that he guessed he should go home 
now.

But my dad said, "That's alright son. You two go ahead 
and play your game. This is a good lesson for you. It's 
wonderful to have a good woman in your life, but you 
have to keep your eye on them all the time and the more 
discipline you give them the better they behave. Ain't 
that right Gina?"

Mom was still crying quietly in the corner, but she 
managed to choke out, "Yes sir."

Then he said to my friend, "You ever see a woman naked 
before Kevin?"

Kevin was as embarrassed as my mother and I were. He 
said quietly, "No sir, never!"

"Get your ass over here, Gina!" my dad called to her 
and she looked around at him.

"Sir, please, no, not in front of the kids! That's 
wrong. Please, I can't," mom pleaded with him. I 
noticed that she no longer used his name, or terms of 
endearment. If she called him anything at all now it 
was "Sir".

I saw the furious look on dad's face when she balked, 
and he started to take his belt off. Mom gave in and 
rushed to his side. "I'm sorry sir; please don't spank 
me any more."

Dad stopped taking his belt off, but left it unfastened 
in case mom gave him anymore trouble.

"Take off that dress," dad ordered. "Kevin is almost a 
man. It's about time he found out what a woman is all 
about."

I thought surely that my conservative, church going 
mother would draw the line here. But I watched as that 
look of resignation I saw on her face so often lately 
returned, and she reached around and unfastened the 
catch at the top of her dress and then pulled the 
zipper down her back. She allowed the top to slide off 
her shoulders and down her arms and then she closed her 
eyes and slid it down past her hips and let it fall to 
the floor.

Dad smiled and said to Kevin, "What do you think, boy, 
looks pretty damn good for an old broad, don't she?"

"Yes sir!" Kevin exclaimed. "She's beautiful!"

"Yeah," dad said, "I make sure she stays in shape. You 
can go ahead and get up and take a closer look if you 
want."

Kevin was looking at mom and the tears rolling down her 
cheeks, and then he glanced at me and saw how shocked I 
was. He looked at dad and said, "Are you sure sir? 
She's really crying and, well, gee, I don't know."

"That's okay son. A lot of women cry when they get 
embarrassed. But it's good for them to be embarrassed, 
keeps them on their toes. Isn't that right Gina?"

"Yes sir," mom said, just barely above a whisper.

"Besides," dad went on, "she is being punished. You 
should be uncomfortable when you are being punished."

Kevin got to his feet and stepped closer to mom. He 
said, "Is it okay Mrs. Franklin?"

Mom nodded her head and said, "Yes Kevin, whatever Mr. 
Franklin says is okay."

I was embarrassed for her. I was embarrassed to be 
sitting here watching. But I couldn't help admiring her 
beautiful figure. I hoped I looked that good when I got 
to be her age.

Dad stood up and reached out and squeezed my mothers 
breast gently, then hefted it in has hand as though 
weighing it. "Look at that tit!" he exclaimed proudly. 
"That is just about as perfect a tit as you will ever 
see son. Go ahead, feel how firm that is."

Kevin said, "That alright sir, I couldn't do that."

But dad wasn't taking no for an answer from anyone. 
"Now son, you have a perfect learning opportunity here. 
I'd be real disappointed if you didn't take advantage 
of it. Go ahead, put your hand up and see how nice that 
feels."

Kevin did as he was told and with a look of total awe 
on his face he gently wrapped one of his small hands 
around my mother's breast. 

He held it for a moment and then dad showed him how 
best to caress a woman's breast and how to bring a 
nipple to attention. He guided Kevin's head forward and 
instructed him on the manly art of kissing and sucking 
and gently biting on a woman's breast. 

After dad was satisfied that he had learned that lesson 
he made my mother spread her legs apart and he showed 
Kevin all there was to know about a woman's pussy. He 
showed Kevin how wet she was and explained that the 
wetness meant that my mom was excited and enjoying 
herself. 

"Now watch this," dad said. Kevin and I both watched as 
dad started sawing a couple of fingers in and out of my 
mother's pussy and then he told Kevin to put his 
fingers on mom's clitoris and rub it gently for a few 
minutes. 

I was shocked to see my mother have an orgasm at the 
hands of my father and my friend. Dad explained to 
Kevin, and to me since I was listening, all about 
orgasms and told him that maybe next time he would have 
mom teach him about fucking.

Then he turned to me and asked, "Were you paying 
attention Dani? You're filling out pretty nicely and 
pretty soon you will be standing right up there with 
your mom," he said with a look of anticipation on his 
face.

I looked to my mother, but she said not a word.

All of that flashed through my mind as consciousness 
returned. That had been the beginning of the end of my 
childhood.

I jumped to my feet and turned to where my stepfather 
sat waiting for my reaction. He made me all the more 
furious because he looked so god damned confident, so 
smug.

"What are you doing in my house?!" I screamed. "Get 
out! Get out right now or I am going to call the 
police. I mean it!"

He just smiled at me and said, "You'd better look at 
the TV first darlin'. I brought you a sample of the 
movie we made to give to the judge when I take you to 
court to get custody of Melody to prove what an unfit 
mother you are." I remembered hearing him use the same 
threat on my mother twelve years ago!

I looked in disbelief at my stepfather. I looked at the 
movie playing on my television. I saw various scenes of 
me engaged in sex acts with various men, often several 
men at a time. What you couldn't see was that I was 
being forced by my stepfather into performing for the 
camera. I stared at the TV for a few minutes and then I 
felt my breakfast coming back up and I ran to the 
bathroom. 

I threw up everything I had just had for breakfast. 
Then I brushed my teeth and washed my face and went 
back into the living room. The movie was still playing.

He was still watching it, obviously enjoying it. He 
looked up when I came back into the room and said, 
"It's just a bunch of short scenes we cut from some of 
your movies, before you ran away you ungrateful bitch!"

"How did you find me?" I asked. It was all I could 
think of to say.

"I had to hire some guy and pay him a lot of fucking 
money," he said. He was obviously pissed about it. "But 
don't worry; you are going to pay me back with that 
sweet ass of yours."

"No, I am not!" I yelled at him. "It's over. I refuse 
to let you hurt me any more. I am an adult now and I am 
free of you. Now leave!"

"You sure are an adult," he chuckled and ogled my 
figure. "If I remember right you just turned twenty-
three, is that right?"

"Yes, but that doesn't concern you," I answered, not 
sure why it seemed to be so hard for me to not respond 
to his questions. 

"I mean it Pug," I continued. "It's over. I am building 
a new life and you aren't a part of it. Now get out of 
my house."

"Okay," Pug said. "If that's the way you want it. 
Melody is nine now, right? As I recall, you got knocked 
up when you were fourteen. Nine is a good age. I'll be 
able to make her a star in no time. All I have to do is 
tell the judge what a tramp you are and what an 
unhealthy environment you are providing to raise your 
innocent young daughter in and she'll leave that court 
room with me, me and your mom. What time does she get 
home from school? I'd like to see the little darlin'. 
She is nine years old and never got to meet her loving 
grandpa."

"NO!" I screamed at him. "You cannot have my baby! I 
will kill you first!"

"Sweetheart, you can't kill me. And you can't beat me. 
You have two choices. You pack up your shit and come 
back home with me. Or, we go to court and take Melody 
from you and make a star out of her. If you come back 
home with me and do what you are told and don't give me 
any grief, maybe I won't touch Melody."

I collapsed onto the couch and the horror of my past 
washed over me. The memories came flooding back. From 
the moment that Pug had made my mother undress in front 
of Kevin, everything had changed. From that time 
forward I never saw my mother object to anything he 
ordered her to do. Or anything that he did to me.

I had grown to love Pug as a father in a very short 
time. He had seen to it. It been his plan from the 
beginning. That was all gone now. Now I was afraid to 
be in the room with him. But of course it was 
unavoidable. 

Now that he had broken my mother, he started working on 
me. Whenever I got within arm's reach of him he would 
run his hands over my little backside. I was no longer 
allowed to wear pants, jeans, or shorts. I could not 
wear anything that could come between my tender, virgin 
flesh, and his large, callused hand. 

Before long, instead of reaching out to grab at me as I 
went by, Pug would pull me into his lap and rub his 
hands up my thighs and force his fingers between my 
legs. My mother would ignore him as he would reach into 
my underwear and rub my pussy and play with the light 
patch of blonde hair that was just starting to appear. 
He also took great delight in rubbing my budding 
breasts and pinching the puffy nipples. The worst thing 
about it was that, although I was humiliated beyond 
belief, I could not deny that whenever he touched me my 
body reacted. My body loved the touch of his hand on my 
pussy. My body loved the way he molested my small, but 
rapidly growing breasts.

Before the day when my mother had been forced to 
undress in front of him, Kevin used to play at my house 
once or twice a week. After that day, however, he came 
over almost every day, as soon as school was out. It 
was only three days before my father found another 
excuse to punish my mother while Kevin was there.

Kevin and I were playing a board game in the living 
room and my father was reading the paper. I was always 
nervous around my father now, even more so whenever 
Kevin was there. As I was about to learn, I had every 
right to be.

My father suddenly yelled out, "Gina! Get your ass in 
here!"

Kevin and I jumped, startled. I knew right away that 
something bad was going to happen. I glanced at Kevin 
and was disappointed to see that this was what he had 
been hoping for. The look of excitement and 
anticipation on his face was unmistakable. 

I was getting to the age that I was starting to 
understand guys and what was always on their minds. I 
was aware of the leers, the stares at my budding 
breasts from nearly every male of every age. I felt a 
strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. I felt 
power! Breasts are a powerful force of nature.

Still, Kevin was my friend. It just seemed like he 
should be more sensitive to how I felt. Yeah, I know 
what you're thinking. What can I say, I'm blonde.

My mother came rushing into the living room. I could 
see that her face was white, and that she had no idea 
what she had done.

He held the newspaper out and exploded, "What the hell 
is this?!" His voice was full of outrage.

"I cut out some coupons, Sir. You are always telling me 
that I spend too much money on food. I am trying to cut 
back on my spending Sir."

"I told you never to cut up the newspaper before I have 
read it, didn't I?" he asked loudly.

"But Sir, there was nothing on the back of that page 
but more grocery ads."

"I don't give a flying fuck bitch!" he yelled. "I gave 
you an order! Christ! When will you learn to obey! Get 
undressed."

"Oh god," I thought. "Please not again."

I looked up at him and fearfully pleaded with him, 
"Please Sir, please not again. Please, not in front of 
Kevin."

He turned to my mother and said, "Now look, bitch. Now 
you are being a bad influence on your daughter! Now I 
have to teach you both a lesson!"

My mother sobbed, but didn't say a word as she quickly 
removed her dress. Kevin stared in fascination this 
time. After the last time he knew it was not only 
alright, but encouraged.

My father turned to me and yelled, "Stand up and get 
over here young lady!"

I was terrified. I was eleven years old. I had never 
been spanked or slapped or anything. I didn't know what 
was going to happen. I only knew that if my mother had 
to put up with it, there was no hope for me.

"I am going to make sure you are raised right young 
lady," my stepfather said. His voice sounded furious. 
It was years before I thought back to that day and 
realized it had all been a put on, an act to scare me 
into complying. It worked.

I stood before my father trembling in fear. 

"You don't ever talk back to me again! Do you 
understand?" 

No, I didn't understand. I hadn't talked back! I just 
pleaded with him not to embarrass my mother and me in 
front of my friend. But I saw the look on his face and 
I knew that if I said the wrong thing I was going to 
feel that belt for the first time. And I was a coward.

"Take off your clothes, young lady. And be quick about 
it!" he commanded.

I glanced quickly at my mother and saw only anguish. I 
glanced at Kevin and saw excitement. I looked back at 
my stepfather, fully intending to plead with him. But I 
saw that he was already unbuckling his belt. I had the 
distinct impression that he was hoping I would "back 
talk" him again so that he could use it.

I was eleven years old and my body was starting to 
resemble that of a young woman. The idea of undressing 
in front of, not only my stepfather and my mother, but 
the boy next door, a boy I saw every day, I don't 
believe I could have been more humiliated if he had 
made me undress on the sidewalk outside!

I was still hesitating and he started pulling his belt 
free. As I said, I was a coward. If my mother could not 
fight him, how could I, an eleven year old girl hope 
to?

I pulled my t-shirt off. As my lacy little training bra 
came into view I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn't 
face anyone in the room. I dropped my t-shirt on the 
floor and unfastened my modest little skirt. I pushed 
it over my burgeoning hips and let it slide down my 
legs and I kicked it aside.

Now I stood in only my lace trimmed little girl's bra 
and panties. The ones that had made me feel so grown up 
when I talked my mother into getting them for me. I saw 
movement out of the corner of my eye and glanced up to 
see Kevin moving closer for a better view. I wanted to 
yell at him, but I didn't dare.

I tried to decide what to remove next. The last time 
anyone had seen me uncovered was when my mother had 
bought me my first training bra. Now that I actually 
had something growing on my chest it was even more 
embarrassing.

I had hesitated as long as I dared and finally I 
reached between the little cups of the bra and 
unfastened it. I couldn't look up, but I knew that they 
were watching me undress. I could feel their eyes on my 
breasts, which were now the size of an apple cut in 
half. My puffy little nipples were tingling and I was 
upset with myself for having any reaction at all.

My mother had finished undressing quickly and now 
everyone was watching me as I hooked my thumbs into my 
panties and pushed them down. I kicked them over with 
the rest of my clothes and then stood with my hands and 
arms covering as much of my body as I possibly could.

"Gina," dad said. "Tell Dani the rule about her arms."

My mother spoke so quietly I could hardly hear her. 
"Modesty is not permitted. When ordered to undress you 
are to stand up straight with your arms at your side 
until instructed otherwise. Failure to obey this rule 
will result in severe punishment."

I dropped my arms to my side quickly and stood naked in 
front of two males for the first time in my life. I 
guess it could have been worse. My stepfather had, 
after all, already begun to molest me. He frequently 
touched my breasts through my clothing. And it had also 
become common place for him to pull me into his lap and 
reach into my underwear and rub my pussy. But to be 
naked, and in front of Kevin for Christ's sake! 

My stepfather ordered me to stand beside my mother. He 
wanted to compare our bodies.

I moved quickly to stand beside her. As I moved I could 
feel their eyes watching my butt move. 

When I was beside my mom my stepfather stood up and 
stood in front of me. He glanced over at Kevin and 
waived him closer to join him. Kevin stood beside my 
dad, right in front of my mother. 

Together they examined both of our bodies this time and 
compared them. I had become more or less accustomed to 
being groped by my stepfather, but when Kevin put his 
hand over my breast I nearly fell to the floor. I don't 
know if it was embarrassment or nerves or what, but I 
was shaking so bad I was having trouble standing. 

It was even worse when their focus shifted to my 
vagina. I felt Kevin slide his finger into me as my 
stepfather warned him not to bust my cherry, yet.

"Kevin my boy, I think that this would be an excellent 
time for Gina to teach Dani how to suck a cock, don't 
you?"

"Yes Sir!" Kevin almost squealed like a girl he was so 
excited, the bastard.

Dad directed Kevin to drop his pants and lay down on 
the coffee table. I turned my face away. I didn't want 
to see. I had never seen a penis, and I wasn't ready to 
see one now.

While Kevin undressed and got into position my father 
stepped up behind me and I felt his cock rubbing on my 
back as he reached around and toyed with my small, 
immature breasts. As he moved his hands and his cock 
over me he said to me quietly, "Your mom is going to 
suck on Kevin's cock now. Later on you are going to try 
it. So watch closely."

He pushed me to my knees on the side of the table; 
right beside where Kevin's hard dripping cock was 
standing up and throbbing. I couldn't help but see it 
now. I saw the clear liquid oozing from the hole in the 
end of his penis, the hole where I knew that his pee 
came out. 

I made myself watch as my mom knelt between Kevin's 
legs and spread them a little wider so that she could 
get closer. I watched in disgust as she leaned down and 
licked his hairless ball sack, although at the time I 
didn't know what it was. At least I don't remember 
knowing. 

Each time she touched her tongue to Kevin he twitched 
and his penis throbbed and more of the liquid came out 
of the end of his penis. Really gross!

But I watched in amazement as my mother began licking 
Kevin's dripping penis. She licked up all of the liquid 
and then she took his organ between her lips and began 
to suck enthusiastically. 

"How could she?!" I asked myself. I had heard of 
blowjobs in school. I had trouble imagining them, 
especially since I had never seen a male with no 
clothes on before. But I saw one now, and the idea of 
touching my lips to a penis was sickening!

Almost immediately Kevin started moaning and thrusting 
his hips up to meet my mother's sucking lips. His body 
quivered for a couple of seconds and then he groaned as 
though in pain and pushed mom's head away.

I watched as my mother sat up on her heels and waited. 

Dad said to Kevin, "Don't worry son. The first few 
times are always real quick. Once you get used to it 
though, you can lay back and enjoy that sensation for a 
long time."

"Fantastic!" Kevin, the creep, said.

Dad told my mom to move around to the side of the 
coffee table, across from where I was kneeling, 
watching Kevin's dick get soft quickly.

Dad grabbed me by the hair and pulled me around so that 
I was kneeling where my mother had been when she sucked 
Kevin off.

"Okay," he said. "Let's see if you learned anything 
Dani."

My head shot up and I stared at my stepfather with my 
mouth agape. 

My mother caught my eye and she was urging me to obey. 
I suppose she knew that the only thing I would gain my 
trying to avoid it was pain. Then I would end up having 
to do it anyway.

I had to stop for a minute to remember what my mom had 
done. Then I leaned forward and tentatively licked out 
at Kevin's balls. 

As soon as my tongue touched him he groaned and 
twitched. I jumped back, but then leaned down and tried 
it again. It seemed like such a gross thing to do. But 
I had watched my mother do it. I knew I had no choice. 

I licked until Kevin's penis got hard again and then I 
licked that as well. Finally I got up the nerve and 
slid my lips down over his dick. He was only thirteen 
and his thing wasn't all that big. But he must have 
been saving up for a long time because even though he 
had just had an orgasm in my mother's mouth, in no time 
at all he was holding my head and thrusting his hips up 
until my lips reached his belly.

With my mother it had happened so fast that it was over 
almost before it started. This time Kevin lasted only 
slightly longer. When he felt another orgasm begin he 
reached out and held my head firmly against his belly 
and I felt his cum shooting into my mouth. 

I knew that it was coming. It was one of the things 
that had come up on the playground. I just never 
expected it to be like this, at the age of eleven, with 
my friend, and with my mother and my father watching. 

I gagged at first, but managed to hold Kevin's hot load 
of cum in my mouth. As soon as he pushed my head away I 
looked around for somewhere to spit it out.

My father saw what I was doing and yelled at me. "Don't 
you EVER spit out a man's cum! NEVER! If I ever see you 
spit out a mouthful of cum I will whip you until you 
bleed! Do you understand me?"

I felt my eyes get huge as he leaned over me and yelled 
right in my face. I was so shocked I swallowed 
instinctively. He stood up then and I saw the pain in 
my mother's eyes at what she had just witnessed.

My stepfather turned to Kevin and asked, "Well boy, how 
was that?

"That was the most wonderful thing that every happened 
to me! Twice!!" he exclaimed.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, boy. Watch this."

My father slid his pants and his shorts down his bony 
legs and kicked them away. I didn't want to look, but I 
couldn't help but see his dick. 

"So that is what a grown up one looks like," I thought. 
It was scary. I didn't know what normal was. It was 
about a month before he started sharing me with his 
friends and assorted strangers and then I was able to 
compare. His cock was larger than most, but not that 
much. It was big and hairy and really gross looking. It 
was still soft. It hung down over the hairy ball sack 
hanging between his legs. There was a thick tube of 
skin covering the tip of it and the whole tip was 
covered in what looked like clear slime.

I expected him to order my mom between his legs but he 
looked at me and said, "You first slut. Get over here 
and start licking."

Slut?! Who the hell is he calling a slut? I'm still a 
fucking virgin!

I realized what he was ordering me to do and I looked 
at my mom. She just nodded. I saw the agony in her 
face, but I couldn't help resenting her for letting 
these things happen to me, to us.

I crawled between his legs, avoiding, as much as 
possible, any contact with him. He was watching me, 
amused at the expressions of fear and revulsion 
flickering across my face. I was there now. All that 
was left was to do it. Just lean forward and place his 
nasty, smelly sex organs in my mouth. I hesitated for a 
moment and he called my mother closer so that he could 
torment her with what I was being forced to do. I saw 
Kevin move closer on the other side so that he could 
enjoy the show too.

I leaned forward and I smelled the musty, sweaty smell 
of his crotch. It was different than it had been with 
Kevin. I am not sure what it was, dirtier, sweatier, or 
older? I stuck out my tongue and licked the head of his 
dick and I jumped back when it twitched violently. 

I guess he wasn't impressed with my style. "Put your 
right hand around the base of my cock," he ordered.

I reached out and gingerly slid my thumb underneath his 
large, nasty organ. I wrapped my small hand around it 
as far as it would go. It didn't go anywhere near all 
the way around. 

"Use your hand to stand it up, then pull the skin 
around the head of it down and gently lick it all 
over."

I stared at his cock as I obeyed his commands. It 
seemed to be slowly growing larger, very slowly. I slid 
my hand a little higher up the shaft and then tightened 
my grip and pulled down, pulling the extra skin away 
from the tip. He told me what the skin was called and 
what purpose it served. It was all very educational. He 
also mentioned that sometimes crud accumulated 
underneath that skin and needed to be cleaned out, for 
health reasons, of course. He told me that his 
preferred method of cleaning his cock was to use a 
bitch's mouth. 

I hesitated for another moment, wondering if perhaps a 
beating might be easier to take. Then I leaned back 
into his crotch and started licking the tip of his 
cock. I licked it clean all around and then he ordered 
me to hold it like that and go ahead and lick his 
balls. 

He made me lick his balls for a long time and I felt 
his cock growing in my hand. It just kept getting 
scarier.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay. Let's see how good a 
cocksucker you are," he said disdainfully.

I really hated the names he kept calling me. As soon as 
that thought crossed my mind I realized how ludicrous 
it was to be forced to do the things I was doing yet to 
be upset about the names. But I had other, more 
pressing matters to take care of. I didn't have time to 
contemplate life's little ironies right now.

I wet my lips and forced them over the head of his now 
hard cock. I moved my mouth down a little and then back 
to the tip. I can't really say that I learned how to do 
this from my experience with Kevin. He had cum so 
quickly and his penis was so much smaller. It was like 
apples and oranges. Or maybe string beans and cucumbers 
would be a better analogy.

He decided I needed more lessons and he ordered me to 
lick his balls while I watched how a woman was supposed 
to suck cock. I moved my tongue down and explored his 
balls while right before my eyes my mother leaned down 
and took his cock in her mouth. 

I watched in disbelief as she took more and more of it 
down with each stroke until she had the head of his 
cock in her throat and his entire organ was in her 
mouth. Her lips were tight against his stomach for a 
moment and then she started, slowly at first, to move 
her mouth up and down his shaft, taking it all with 
each down stroke. I was so fascinated that I just knelt 
there with my tongue on his balls and stared. I saw 
Kevin's face and he, too, was amazed. 

My mother nudged me discretely and I realized I was not 
doing what I had been told. I started licking again and 
we worked with our faces nearly touching, and sometimes 
touching, in my stepfather's crotch, until he started 
groaning and then I felt him tense up and thrust his 
hips up and he shot his cum right down my mother's 
throat.

I watched her swallow quickly and then just hold his 
cock in her mouth until he told us to stop. I 
straightened up my straining back and mom got back to 
her feet and we waited. 

Dad asked Kevin, "Well, boy, you ready for your first 
piece of ass?"

I heard my mother's sharp intake of breath. I waited 
quietly, wondering which one of us Kevin was going to 
fuck.

Kevin was smiling like a jackass. He was turning into 
the same kind of animal that I had recently come to 
understand that my stepfather was. I didn't think that 
I liked Kevin anymore.

"Yes sir!" Kevin said, the excitement evident in both 
his voice and his reacquired erection bobbing right by 
my cheek.

Mom was ordered to lie on the floor in the middle of 
the room and give Kevin any help he needed. My 
stepfather pulled me up and into his lap and we watched 
my mom and Kevin have sex while my father slipped a 
long, fat, finger inside my pussy and toyed with my 
hymen.

Kevin climbed quickly on top of my mom and, with her 
help, slid his small cock into her. He got a look on 
his face like he was in heaven or something. Then he 
started moving in and out of her, very fast with short 
little strokes. After all that I had experienced 
already this afternoon, fucking didn't seem that 
remarkable. The most interesting part was the way my 
mom's boobs jiggled around on her chest from the force 
of Kevin's fucking.

After he came in my mom, Kevin collapsed on top of her 
for a minute and played with her boobs. Then he rose to 
his knees and stood up. As he was standing up Pug 
whispered in my ear, "Watch this, you will have to do 
this too. It's what sluts do."

I almost threw up as I watched my mother sit up and 
take Kevin's wet, slimy little cock into her mouth and 
suck it clean. Then she did the same thing with his 
little balls.

At last it was time for Kevin to go home. My dad, I 
hated calling him that now, Pug, told him that he was 
welcome to come back any time. He could use either me 
or my mother in any way that he liked, except that he 
could not fuck my pussy, as long as he didn't tell 
anyone, ever, about what happened here. Not his best 
friend, not his parents, nobody. Pug assured Kevin that 
if he ended up in jail, he had friends that would make 
sure Kevin, and whoever he told, ended up dead.

Kevin, the rotten little bastard that I had thought was 
my friend, gave his word of honor. Yeah, like he knew 
what honor was!

After he left I started to get dressed but Pug stopped 
me. "There doesn't seem to be any more need for that 
charade," he said. "From now on you two don't wear 
clothes in the house. Gina," he continued, "go make 
supper, then, after Dani cleans up the kitchen you two 
can go somewhere and talk for a while. Make sure you 
let her know what will be expected of her."

I picked up my clothes and my mother's from the floor 
and took them to our rooms. Then I went to the bathroom 
and brushed my teeth to get the taste of cock and cum 
out of my mouth before supper.

I went into the kitchen to see if my mom needed any 
help and since she had things under control I set the 
table and then waited out of the way in the kitchen, 
watching my mother working in the nude and I wondered 
how she could have let Pug and Kevin do the things that 
they had done to me. Not to mention what they had done 
to her.

Supper was quiet and when it was over Pug went into the 
living room and watched TV. Mom and I cleaned up the 
kitchen and the dining room and then we went to my 
room.

It was so strange to be naked all the time, and to look 
at my mother and see her naked all the time. I couldn't 
help wondering if my breasts were going to look like 
hers someday. They were large and firm and didn't seem 
to sag at all. Even I was able to see that they were 
sexy.

As soon as the door to my room was closed my mother 
hugged me tight and cried and told me how sorry she 
was. It felt funny having her naked boobs rubbing on me 
like that, but she just acted like we had clothes on, 
so I tried to do that too.

I just looked at her, waiting for her to start talking. 
For a long time, though, she just sat on my bed beside 
me and stared at her hands.

I finally had to ask her how she, how US got into this 
mess.

She wiped her eyes with a tissue and blew her nose and 
took a few deep breaths. "When I met Pug I had been 
alone for more than nine years. Well, not alone, you 
were there. But having a child is not like having a 
friend, a companion, a lover. I was so lonely and I 
guess I was the perfect match for him. He was strong 
and assertive and he took over. He took over my whole 
life! And I didn't mind at all. It made me feel safe. 
And I did love him. I didn't worry about you growing up 
without a father anymore, or me losing my job and 
becoming homeless. It was obvious that before very long 
you loved him as much as I did. He has a way about 
him!"

I had to agree with that.

"Things started changing slowly," she continued. "The 
changes even made sense at first. I welcomed them. 
Well, most of them. I guess he must have been right. I 
am a natural submissive. There is no other way to 
explain it. He started out taking control of the house 
and the money. Before long he wasn't asking me what I 
wanted, or what I wanted to do, he was telling me. At 
first I didn't even realize it. When I did... well, I 
kind of liked it."

"Then he started changing the way I dressed and the way 
I acted. In the beginning I was nervous. I wasn't used 
to wearing the kinds of clothing that he liked me to 
wear. But after a while I got used to it and even 
started feeling sexy when I wore those short skirts and 
see-through tops. The big hurdle came later when he 
made me stop wearing underwear. I shall never forget 
what happened in the living room this afternoon, and I 
shall never forget the first time he took me out in a 
see-through blouse with nothing under it. It was, up to 
that point, the most humiliating thing that I had ever 
done. The thing is though, that he enjoys humiliating 
me. He keeps finding new and better ways of doing it. 
He is going to do that with you too baby. I'm sorry."

I didn't have enough of a clue about what would be 
happening to me, what would be done to me, to really 
worry about that right then. I knew what humiliation 
was. I felt it deeply when I undressed in front of Pug 
and Kevin. I didn't know that was the tip of the 
iceberg.

"I should probably tell you some of the things I have 
had to do, since you will have to do them too, maybe 
not right away, but eventually. I don't know how much 
longer he will wait to take your virginity. He is not a 
patient man. I don't think it will be long. It began 
for me after I started wearing the new clothes he 
bought for me. We would go out in the afternoon and he 
would make me walk alone in see-through blouses and I 
would have to stick my chest out and walk slow and 
smile at the men who stared. 

"Sometimes we would go somewhere to eat, or for a 
drink, and he would make me sit with my legs spread 
wide and my skirt pulled up. It was obvious that it was 
not an accident that my pussy was exposed. Things went 
on like that for a long time. Every time I got used to 
some indignity he would find another one to amuse 
himself. The next major hurdle came when he took me out 
one day and we went to the home of a friend of his. As 
soon as we got inside I was ordered to strip. I 
hesitated and he whipped his belt out and pummeled my 
ass with it, right in front of his friend. He beat me 
until I begged to be allowed to undress in front of him 
and his friend."

"At first they just looked at me, watched me as I went 
to fetch drinks or snacks for them. Then Pug's friend 
started touching me. I begged Pug to take me home. 
Instead they both undressed and I had sex with them all 
evening, over and over, every way that there was. Ways 
I hadn't even imagined."

"Not long after that it happened again, then with 
another of Pug's friends, then with both of his friends 
at the same time. Then the recording started. Before 
long I had a camera pointed at me all the time. Every 
weird and kinky sex act you could imagine, I did it, 
and they recorded it."

"By then of course, I had surrendered myself to Pug. I 
followed his rules, I dressed to please him, I fucked 
who and where he wanted me to fuck. A couple of months 
ago he told me that you were old enough now. He was 
going to start involving you in our games. I drew the 
line. I absolutely refused. My mother instinct finally 
kicked in I guess."

"But it was too late. He told me that if I tried to 
interfere, if I did not, in fact, help, he would take 
me to court and with the recordings he had made he 
would get custody of you and I would never see you 
again. I didn't know what to do. The best I could 
figure was that, if I did what he wanted, if I let him 
have you, at least I could be here to help what little 
bit he would let me help."

"I'm sorry darling. I know it sucks. I know you must 
think I am the worst mother in the world. You are 
probably right. But I have no choice. As awful as it 
seems, I am so weak that I would probably go along even 
if he wasn't holding the movies over my head. It seems 
like there is no bottom. I just keep going lower and 
lower."

"Now, the rules, there aren't that many, but things can 
quickly get unpleasant if you don't obey them. You 
already know one of them. You never cover up, ever." 
She grabbed my chin and made sure she had my attention 
and said, "You gotta listen baby, and you gotta 
remember. He can make you hurt so bad if you don't."

I nodded. I hoped I could remember. I was in a daze; my 
brain seemed to be fogged over. It was just too much 
for an eleven year old girl.

"You never say 'no' and you always say 'Sir'."

I nodded again.

"I'm sorry baby," she said, quietly, almost as if she 
were talking to herself. "I can't help you. I'm too 
weak."

That was the beginning. Life got hard after that. Kevin 
came over every day after school and most weekends. 
Sometimes he even made me go to some empty room or 
broom closet at school and suck his cock during lunch. 
Pug made me dress like a slut. Well, that's not quite 
right. Pug made me a slut, and then he made me dress 
appropriately. He invited his friends over all the time 
and they had orgies with mom and me. They filmed 
everything. 

Sometimes he took us to a private club somewhere. We 
were always blindfolded on the way there and back. Some 
nights at the club weren't so bad. Mom and I would have 
to pose for pictures until they got bored, nasty 
pictures. Then everyone would get a little relief from 
my mom or me and go home. But nobody got hurt. 

Sometimes it wasn't so easy. Sometimes there were large 
groups of men who raped us, over and over, for hours. 
Sometimes one or both of us were tied up and tortured. 
Needles, wax, clothespins, whips, and things that I 
didn't even know what they were, only that they hurt, 
bad.

When I was fourteen I got knocked up. But the torture 
continued. I was terrified they were going to hurt my 
baby. Or wait until she was eleven and then start 
torturing her too. 

They watched my belly get bigger and they filmed me 
doing all kinds of nasty things with my big belly, 
things that seemed dangerous to me.

So one day I didn't come home from school. I figured I 
couldn't get any worse off. I had squirreled away about 
fifty dollars. Not much, but I was not allowed to have 
money so it was difficult, and dangerous. I took off 
instead of going to school. By midnight I was three 
states away.

I found a nice, medium sized city on the other side of 
the country and, with a lot of effort and some luck, 
and a little help from some nice people, I started 
over. 

After Melody was born and things settled down, I found 
a reliable daycare center and got a dead end job. With 
food stamps and assistance with daycare I was getting 
by. I took the GED test and did well on it. Turns out I 
am not as dumb as I thought I was. Then I started going 
to night school at the local Technical College and got 
a nursing degree. 

I was working my butt off, but my daughter, my 
beautiful Melody, loved school and was smart and as 
close to an angel as a nine year old can be. And she 
was safe. There was nobody to torture her or turn her 
into a sex slave.

Then, one morning when I had finally gotten my head 
straight and more or less gotten over the past, there 
was a knock at the door and, lo and behold, my darling 
daddy.

I couldn't think. I knew that he wasn't bluffing. If I 
kicked him out he would get custody of Melody. If I 
called the cops it would be my word against his movie. 
If I ran away again he would find me, if he didn't 
actually have someone watching me just in case. But if 
I caved, how could I protect my daughter from him. 

I knew the answer to that question. I couldn't. I knew 
that if I went back home with him, then before long I 
would have to watch my daughter serving as his sex 
slave. And just like I had watched my mother surrender 
to his perverted whims, my daughter would see me in 
that same position, starting immediately.

Pug was ignoring me. He was sitting back watching my 
highlights movie on our little TV. I could see that he 
had an erection. I had not seen a cock since I ran away 
nine years ago, at least, not outside of my work at the 
hospital. I wasn't anxious to see another one, 
especially his. He glanced at me and saw where I was 
looking. He smiled and said, "When you finally come to 
the inevitable conclusion, get your ass over here and 
take care of this." Then he went back to watching TV.

I looked at the TV and saw that the current segment was 
of Kevin fucking me when I was about twelve. After Pug 
took my virginity, and in this case "took" is the right 
word, and had spent nearly a week fucking me at least 
once a day, he gave Kevin permission to start using my 
pussy. 

Pug had turned Kevin from the nice guy next door into a 
smaller version of himself. He came over everyday after 
school and my mother and I would be in the house, naked 
of course. Sometimes he would have sex with me and 
sometimes with my mom, but often it was with both of 
us. Sometimes we would both suck his cock. Or one of us 
would suck him, or get on top of him and fuck him while 
the other one sat on his face so that he could lick her 
pussy. One of his favorite things to do was to fuck me 
while my mother attempted to lick his balls.

I wonder if he still lives in the area. I wonder if he 
is still an asshole.

I finally gave in to the inevitable. I stood up and 
walked over to Pug. I knelt down, unbuckled his belt, 
then I unfastened his pants. I pulled his pants and 
shorts down to his ankles. He spread his knees and I 
started to bend down and suck his cock.

"Hold on," he said, and I looked up to see what he 
wanted. "You know I like my cocksuckers naked."

I sighed, despair sweeping over me as I stood up and 
undressed. As I was taking my bra and panties off he 
said, "You should be thanking me, now you won't have to 
wear that shit anymore."

I knelt back down, and bent down to take his large cock 
into my mouth and throat for the first time in nine 
years. I had not, in all of those years, taken a cock 
into my mouth. I had not even seen one outside of the 
hospital, and they don't count. It was very hard to get 
good at it again, especially the throat part. I really 
struggled to take him into my throat and at last he got 
impatient and used his hands to force my head down and 
finally it was done. Something about that first time, 
it's a barrier that is hard to cross. It was still hard 
after that, but I knew from experience that it would 
get easier.

I sucked him until I felt that he was getting ready to 
cum. Then, as he had taught me, I began to lightly 
tickle his balls with my fingertips until he filled my 
mouth with his spend.

I choked and gagged a little, but he just watched in 
amusement until I finally managed to get it under 
control and swallow his load. Then I licked him clean 
and knelt waiting for his next command.

He patted me on the head and said, "Not bad, obviously 
out of practice. Don't worry; you'll be good again in 
no time."

"Sir," I said, slipping back into my old habits, 
"Melanie will be home soon and I need to get dressed."

"No, she might as well get used to seeing you like 
this." 

As the tears started rolling down my cheeks he said, 
"Why don't you use that sweet mouth of yours to get me 
hard again. I have really missed that nice, tight pussy 
of yours. I want to take it for a little ride."

I bent back down and licked his cock and his balls and 
then started gently sucking on his cock. Pug had always 
had remarkable powers of recuperation and it wasn't 
long at all before he was hard and throbbing in my 
mouth. 

"You want to fuck out here or take me into your 
bedroom?" he asked. 

"In my bedroom, please Sir," I said, thinking of how 
little time there was before my daughter came home. I 
stood up and started to lead him to my bedroom but he 
said, "No, I don't think so, not this time."

He pushed me down to my knees, turned me so that I 
faced the front door, and then he knelt behind me and, 
after a little fumbling, forced his hard cock all the 
way into me in one hard stroke. It had been so long! 
God, for just a moment I didn't think about who was 
doing it and what the circumstances were, for a moment 
it just felt good. Then I realized that I was here, on 
my knees facing the front door because he wanted my 
Melody to come in and see me like this.

He fucked me slowly, taking long gentle strokes. It was 
very unlike his normal fuck, which always was more like 
a violent rape than anything else. I couldn't help it, 
as terrified as I was that my baby would see me like 
this, it just felt so fucking good!

I was getting close when suddenly the front door opened 
and my daughter rushed in and closed the door, not even 
seeing me at first, all wrapped up in her own little 
world.

I tried to pull away, but Pug held my hips firmly and 
kept stroking into me. Melody finally looked up and saw 
us and came to a screeching halt with her mouth wide 
open.

Pug spoke to Melody, calmly, as if we were sitting in 
chairs fully dressed and nobody in the room was getting 
fucked.

"Hi sweetheart, I bet you don't know who I am." Melody 
shook her head and he said, "I am your grandfather. 
Your mother is my daughter. I came to take you two back 
home to live with me and your grandmother. Isn't that 
exciting?"

All the while he continued pumping into me. It had been 
feeling pretty good until the front door opened. Now I 
was cold inside as I felt my new life come tumbling 
down around me. 

"Mommy?" Melody said, obviously disturbed by what she 
was seeing. "What is he doing to you? Is he my 
grandfather?"

I tried to keep my voice steady as I forced myself to 
answer her questions. "Yes baby, he is your 
grandfather. He is having intercourse with me. 
Intercourse is something that grownups do sometimes. 
You go to your room and change out of your school 
clothes now."

Pug interjected, "Dani! I have just met my 
granddaughter for the first time; don't send her out of 
the room! Sweetheart, you come over here and sit down 
on the couch so we can talk."

Melody knew at a gut level that this was not something 
she should be watching. But when I didn't say anything 
she walked over to the couch, staying as far from Pug 
and me as she could.

Melody watched us for a minute or two; Pug continued 
his long, slow fucking. Then she asked, "Mommy, what's 
innercourse?"

"Intercourse, sweetie," I corrected reluctantly. 
"Usually it is what a husband and wife do when they 
make love, after they get married. But in our family it 
is something different than that. It is when a man puts 
his sex organ, his penis, into a woman's sex organ, a 
vagina. Then he moves it in and out until he gets a 
nice feeling and then he is done. Remember when you saw 
those dogs and mommy explained it all to you?"

"I guess," she said, obviously confused by what she was 
seeing.

I felt him speed up and then he grabbed my hips and 
slammed into me, more like his normal rape stroke for a 
few more minutes and then he came. I was relieved that 
it was over, but afraid of what came next. He slipped 
his cock free and got up and sat down beside Melody. I 
looked at him, pleading with my eyes. But I saw the 
look on his face and I knew I would regret it if I 
didn't do what was expected me.

I swiveled around and, as my daughter watched in 
disbelief, I leaned forward and sucked Pug's cock 
clean. When at last I was done I sat up on my heels. I 
felt the cum dripping out of my slit and I stood up and 
started for the bathroom. 

"Hold on there Dani, come back over here," Pug said. 
Then he turned to Melody and said, "Is that the first 
time you ever saw two people fucking, sweetheart?"

"Yes sir," she said, not sure if she wanted to talk to 
him, and certainly uncomfortable talking about sex.

"Well darlin', you are going to have to get used to it 
because there is always a lot of it going on at our 
house. I bet you have never even seen a man with no 
clothes on before, have you?"

"No sir," she said. She kept looking at me, waiting for 
me to make everything normal again, and I couldn't.

"Dani," Pug said, "Show Melody what comes out of a 
man's cock when he cums in a cunt."

I blanched at both the language and the order. I should 
have driven a steak knife through his heart as soon as 
he came into my house!

"Melody," I began reluctantly, "a man's penis, his sex 
organ, is sometimes called a cock. And some people, 
vulgar people (I knew I would pay for that), call a 
woman's sex organ, her vagina, a cunt. When they have 
intercourse the man puts his cock in the woman's cunt 
and moves it in and out like your grandfather showed 
you until he gets a real good feeling and then a white 
cream comes out of the hole in the end of his cock and 
goes into the woman." I reached down and scooped up a 
couple of fingers full of the slimy cum running down my 
thigh and held them out so that she could see it.

She wrinkled up her nose and said, "Yuck!"

I reminded her that she needed to go change out of her 
school clothes and she tried to stand up. Pug started 
to stop her, but I was not going to leave the two of 
them alone in the room. I guess he saw the defiance in 
my face and he let her go. After all, he had plenty of 
time.

My daughter went to change clothes and I went to the 
bathroom and got cleaned up. I came back out and 
reminded him quickly and quietly that he had said he 
would leave my daughter alone. 

He promised again that he would, but I knew he was 
lying. I was sure that she was the reason he was here.

I picked up my clothes but he wouldn't let me dress. He 
said, "We'll find you something to wear a little later. 
You got a baby sitter?"

I nodded. 

"See if she can come over after supper so you and me 
can go out and get a drink."

It was starting again. I knew what he meant by go out 
for a drink. He would be showing me off to strange men, 
probably even letting some of them fuck me. At the very 
least I could count on having to give a few blowjobs to 
an occasional smelly drunk.

I called Kara, the sixteen year old that I used for 
baby sitting and she said she would be happy to sit for 
me after supper. Then I went into the kitchen and made 
supper. 

Melody was obviously uncomfortable with our nudity, but 
there was nothing I could do about that. After supper I 
told Melody that Kara would be sitting for her and we 
were going out for a little while. That was fine with 
her, she loved Kara.

I cleaned up the kitchen and went into my bedroom to 
try to find something to wear that was sexy enough that 
Pug wouldn't feel the need to modify it with a pair of 
scissors.

I didn't have anymore slut clothes. As soon as I left 
that purgatory I had lived in I had become normal as 
quickly as possible. I was a very conservative person 
and I dressed that way. I started looking at the 
dresses hanging in my small closet. I was not well off 
and I didn't have a lot. As I was looking I heard a 
noise and turned around to find Pug behind me, dressed, 
finally. 

"I bet you ain't got shit to wear, do you?"

"No," I said. "Once I left you I bought all normal 
clothes."

He shook his head in disgust and moved me out of the 
way. He looked through my tops and none of them were 
even translucent, much less transparent. They were 
unacceptable. He looked at my dresses and one after the 
other he pushed them aside with a look on his face that 
said, "Where did I go wrong with this girl!"

Finally he pulled out a wraparound sundress and I put 
it on. I knew he would be unhappy. It was knee length 
and not transparent anywhere. 

It was a relief to be dressed at last. I quickly 
brushed my teeth and my hair and slipped on a pair of 
shoes and since Kara had arrived while I was getting 
ready we left.

Pug led me to his old van and started driving. I don't 
think he knew where he was going, but he drove around 
until he found the part of town that interested him, 
the part of town with the strip clubs and adult 
bookstores and tattoo parlors and bars.

He parked in front of an adult bookstore and we got 
out. I knew that he had taken my mother to several of 
these back home, but I was always too young and he 
couldn't get me in. Now I was twenty-three and we 
walked right in. 

I was the only woman in the store, of course. I was 
surrounded by pornography of the nastiest kinds. All 
the men were watching me, some surreptitiously, most 
staring openly. Pug led me around and I stood near him 
as he looked at some of the magazines and a few of the 
movies. Then we drifted into the section where the toys 
were. In addition to the dildos and vibrators and such, 
there was a small selection of slut clothing. 

The clerk came over and asked if he could help us. Pug 
said that he wanted me to try on a couple of the items 
on display. He pointed out a tiny halter top that said, 
"It ain't gonna lick itself!" and a skirt that was so 
short that a cheerleader couldn't wear it.

I told him my sizes and the clerk went into the 
storeroom and brought out the items. Pug took them from 
the clerk and as the clerk started to tell me that I 
would have to use the restroom because they didn't have 
fitting rooms, Pug said, "That's okay, she don't need 
one."

Nine years ago, just before I ran away, I could have 
done this easily. Not happily, but easily. It was so 
hard now. I slowly unfastened the belt on my dress and 
then the small hidden buttons holding it closed. I 
slipped it off and Pug took it and handed me the skirt. 
I saw that every man in the store was gathered around 
and watching as I stepped into the skirt and buttoned 
it around my waist. I looked down and saw that if it 
did actually cover my pussy, and I wasn't sure that it 
did, it was just barely.

Then he handed me the top and I slipped it on quickly. 
When the men saw what it said they chuckled and made 
some rude comments. Pug turned to them and said, "If 
one of you guys will pay for the top, you can lick it 
all you want."

The men were silent for a moment and then one of them 
said, "How much?"

The clerk said, "Twelve dollars, plus tax."

"Sold!" he called out.

I assumed we would go out to the van, or into a side 
room, silly me. The man stepped forward and pushed me 
into a low armchair at the end of the aisle. He knelt 
on the dirty floor and pushed my legs wide apart, with 
a crowd of men watching closely. Then he attacked my 
pussy with his mouth. He wasn't that good, but he was 
enthusiastic and before long I felt myself nearing the 
first orgasm in nine years that wasn't by my own hand. 
I closed my eyes and tried to keep it discrete, but I 
was thrusting my hips up to meet his mouth and moaning 
in pleasure. Then it was happening. I grabbed his hair 
and pulled him hard into my crotch and came all over 
his face. Then I collapsed in embarrassment.

While I had been diverted, Pug had gotten someone else 
to pay for the skirt and as soon as the man between my 
knees stood up another man knelt in front of me with a 
long, hard cock sticking out of his pants. Before I 
fully realized what was happening he was plunging it 
into me. The men really enjoyed the way my breasts 
swayed violently with each thrust of the man's cock and 
I was still a little high on hormones from having some 
stranger eat me out, so before long I was ready to cum 
around this man's cock. As soon as I felt him stiffen 
up and pump his load into me that is just what I did. 

I wanted to rest for a minute, but I knew what would 
happen if I didn't finish the job. As soon as the man 
stood up I leaned forward and sucked him clean. That 
was a definite crowd pleaser. They also enjoyed it when 
Pug made me scoop up the cum drooling out of my pussy 
and eat it. 

Pug had gotten what he had come for and he pulled me to 
my feet and back out to the van. He drove up and down 
the street a couple of times and finally picked out a 
bar. We parked and I followed him inside. We each got a 
beer and then he turned around to look at the bar and 
its patrons. I sipped on my beer and wondered what the 
next indignity would be.

We were on our second beer when Pug ordered me to turn 
around on my stool and look pretty. It was starting.

He stood up and started going around to the men at the 
tables. I looked around and saw that I was the only 
female in the place. Pug stopped at each table and as 
he talked the men would look at me and then back at 
him. I knew it was going to end in sex, I just wasn't 
sure where or how many men.

After he had been to all of the tables he went over to 
the man behind the bar. He talked to him for a few 
minutes and then he came over and pulled me off of my 
stool and I followed the bartender and Pug to a back 
room. There was a small cot against the wall and Pug 
pulled the nasty, bare mattress off of it and dropped 
it on the floor. Then he held out his hand and I knew 
what was expected. I slipped off my little slut top and 
my little slut skirt and the bartender stared at me in 
awe for a moment until Pug said, "Alright girl, it's 
time to pay the man for the use of the room."

I walked over to the bartender and put my arms around 
him and kissed him. He put both hands on my ass and 
kissed me back. But he wasn't here for foreplay. He 
stepped back and pulled his pants and shorts down and 
pushed on my shoulders. I dropped down without even a 
thought of resisting and took his smelly cock into my 
mouth. He was already hard and I easily took his 
average sized cock all the way down. He was impressed 
and I heard him exclaim, "Holy shit!" 

I sucked him enthusiastically. I seemed to be regaining 
my talent in that area. He came quickly and I swallowed 
right away. Then I licked him clean and helped him with 
his pants. 

Pug said, "Wait here," and then he and the bartender 
walked out together. I looked out the door when they 
opened it and I saw a line of men. I wondered how many 
I would be fucking tonight.

Then it started. Mostly they came in one at a time and 
I did whatever they wanted. A couple of times two of 
them came in together. It didn't matter to me. I sucked 
them and licked them and fucked them with my pussy and 
my ass. And I always cleaned them up afterwards.

There was nothing in here I could use as a rag to clean 
myself on, and after every few fucks I had to scoop up 
the cum and swallow it. I knew that if anyone 
complained to Pug that I was too sloppy or too messy to 
fuck that I would be punished. It went on for hours. I 
guess he wasn't charging very much because it seemed 
like just about everyone that had been out front came 
in, and then some.

Pug finally came back and collected me. As I was 
dressing in my new slut outfit he said, 
"Congratulations, you just paid for the trip home. I 
think that's only right since it's your fault I had to 
come and get your ass."

"Yes sir," I said. That was the only appropriate 
response most times when talking to Pug. Just about 
anything else got you into trouble.

I was allowed to use the restroom before leaving and I 
cleaned up as much as I could before we left. I had to 
give him directions to get back to my house. We went in 
and I paid Kara and I checked on Melody before I went 
to bed, with Pug.

I woke up during the night and Pug wasn't there. I 
panicked and shot out of bed and went to Melody's room. 
Pug was in there, standing over her, looking down and 
playing with his cock. I watched for a minute and then 
he realized I was there and he went back to bed. I 
excused myself so that I could get a glass of water. 

While I was drinking the water my eyes fell on the 
little wooden block holding my sharp knives. I would 
not normally have had the nerve, but finding him in 
Melody's room, knowing that leaving here with him was 
tantamount to surrendering my daughter to this beast, I 
knew what I had to do. 

I grabbed the biggest, sharpest knife I owned and hid 
it behind my back. I turned out the light and walked 
quietly but purposefully back to my bedroom. Pug was 
lying on his stomach and when I came in he said, "Since 
we're up anyway, why don't you get down there and eat 
out my ass for a little while, slut."

I walked to the side of the bed and I didn't even 
hesitate. I was terrified, of course, not of what I was 
about to do, but of failing.

I didn't fail. The knife sliced right into his neck 
like butter. He didn't die instantly, he gasped for air 
for a few seconds, but I had damaged his spinal cord. 
He couldn't move. He just gasped and quivered until he 
was dead. There wasn't even that much blood. I cleaned 
myself off in the bathroom. Then I went to Melody's 
room and told her to get up and get dressed.

I called Kara's mother. I apologized for calling at 
such an ungodly hour, but I told her that I had an 
emergency and I had to get Melody out of the house for 
a while because there were going to be police here in a 
few minutes. Kara's mother, Monica, and I had been 
friends for a long time. But I never let myself get too 
close to anyone so it wasn't like we were best friends 
or anything. But she is a nice person and a good friend 
and she was at my door in minutes. 

She asked what was wrong and if she could help. I 
thought she deserved some explanation, but I didn't 
want Melody to hear it so I had her wait out in the car 
with Kara. 

When she left I said, "Monica, I was abused as a child. 
My stepfather raped me on a daily basis, and shared 
with his friends and strangers alike. I finally ran 
away when they got me pregnant at the age of fourteen. 
He found me today. He came to get me. He came for 
Melody. He was going to take us back and do all of 
those things to her and I couldn't stand it so I killed 
him. I don't know if I can prove it, so I don't know 
how long I will be gone. I imagine if they charge me 
then Child Services will come for Melody. But that will 
be better than what was going to happen to her.

Monica was crying harder than I was by the time I 
finished. She hugged me and promised to take care of 
Melody. As soon as they left I called the police. I 
figured it wasn't an emergency because he couldn't get 
any deader, so I called on the regular number and told 
the desk sergeant that I had just killed my stepfather 
for raping me.

He paused for a moment and got my name and address and 
then he sent a car over. He kept me on the phone while 
I was waiting and, after he read me my rights over the 
phone he kept asking me questions. It was rather 
annoying when I had to answer them again when the 
patrolmen got there. And then again when I was 
delivered to the police station and turned over to the 
homicide detectives. I managed to take that tape Pug 
had brought so that they could see some of what I had 
been through. 

I told them everything. I was as honest and open as I 
could be. They looked at the tape and they contacted 
the cops back home who promptly sent a car out to my 
mother's house. At first she wouldn't talk to them. Not 
until she found out I had killed Pug. Then she told 
them everything. And she turned over his entire movie 
collection. All the evidence they could need.

The cops from home called the local cops and told them 
what they had found. The local cops called the DA's 
Office and I went through it all again with two people 
from the DA's Office. Then they left me alone for a 
while. 

I had been at the police station all night. I was 
surprised at how nice everyone was. I fully expected to 
be arrested and thrown into a cell right away. I hadn't 
even seen a cell yet!

It was eight AM when they finally reached a decision. I 
would not be charged with murder. The DA had started 
pushing for voluntary manslaughter but apparently he 
spoke with the people back home who had been viewing 
all those movies I had starred in and the more they 
told him the less inclined he was to prosecute. I was 
finally given a ride home and told that I should let 
them know if I moved, just in case they had anymore 
questions.

I thanked them for being so understanding. They gave me 
a ride home and then I drove over to get Melody. I told 
Monica and Kara what had happened and they told me if I 
needed anything to please let them know. It sounded 
like they meant it!

I took Melody home and she had a lot of questions. And 
I had a lot of things to try to explain to a nine year 
old who really was too young to understand most of it. 

Then I had to shop for a new mattress.

I finally got some sleep on the couch for a few hours. 
When I woke up I started wondering about my mother. I 
called their old number and mom answered. As soon as I 
identified myself she hung up. I guess she was upset 
that I had killed her husband.

Things are back to normal for Melody and me. It has 
been a couple of months and I had to go in to the 
station once to sign some statements, but that was 
about it, I guess.

The story was in the paper for a few days. I had to 
convince my head nurse that I wasn't a serial murderer. 
Beyond that they didn't seem to care at work that I had 
just killed my stepfather.

The only thing is, gee it was nice getting fucked 
again! Maybe I could use a boyfriend.


The Prequel
-----------

Author's Note: I have had some requests to go into more 
detail about Dani's life between the age of eleven when 
she was first abused by her stepfather and the age 
fourteen when she finally ran away. Since I am not in 
the middle of anything at the moment I thought I would 
give writing a prequel a shot.

***

I was raised by a single mom until I was nine. I didn't 
much notice that my family wasn't like everyone else's 
until I was five or six. They say you can't miss what 
you never had, but I can recall lying in bed at night 
and fantasizing about having a loving, protecting 
father to watch over me and take me and my mom places. 
The older I got the more often I indulged in that 
fantasy. But the man in my fantasy never had a face.

My mother almost never dated during those years. I 
could count on the fingers of one hand the times she 
had gone out with someone when I was younger. And I 
don't recall her ever going on a second date with 
anyone. Not until she met Pug Franklin. 

Pug seemed to be everything my mother was looking for 
in a man. He was big and strong and a real "take 
charge" kind of guy. He had his own business and knew 
what he wanted out of life. In many ways he was the 
archetypical male chauvinist pig. He was just exactly 
what the average women's libber was up in arms about. 
And just exactly the kind of man my mother was looking 
for. 

Pug recognized the submissive streak in my mother 
immediately. He had found the woman he was looking for, 
and the fact that she had a cute little daughter was a 
huge bonus. He started taking over our lives. He began 
in the traditional way, taking my mother out to dinner 
and a movie. Mom was swept right off of her feet.

So was I. Almost immediately Pug started including me 
in their dates. He would take us to the zoo, or to a 
movie. We went to the circus when it came to town. He 
courted me just like he did my mother, and I fell for 
him just like my mom did. Now the loving, protective 
father in my fantasies had a face. He looked just 
exactly like Pug. When Pug would pick me up and hold me 
in his lap I was so happy I could almost purr.

I guess he had mom purring too, because within four 
months of their first meeting they were engaged. Two 
months later they were married. Mom and I moved out of 
our apartment into Pug's nice large house. It was the 
first time we had ever lived in a house. It was a very 
exciting time. And Pug spoiled me rotten. He was always 
bringing me little presents home. All of those dolls 
that my friends had but mom could never afford to give 
me. He built me a huge doll house. If a genie had given 
me three wishes right then, there would have been 
nothing for me to wish for. I had it all. 

The entire first year that we lived with Pug was pretty 
close to heaven. Mom was just as happy as I was. She 
had quit her job at Pug's insistence and was now a stay 
at home mom. She happily cooked and cleaned and waited 
on Pug hand and foot. 

There were never any arguments. Mom always did as she 
was told, and so did I. But after a year Pug started 
making changes. One evening Pug told mom that he 
thought that she was a beautiful woman and it was time 
that she started dressing more like it. He told her 
that the next day, Saturday, we would go shopping for a 
new wardrobe for her. He said that she needed to start 
wearing shorter skirts and sexier tops, showing off a 
little.

My mother was not happy to hear that. She was a very 
shy and conservative person. From the sounds I heard 
coming from their bedroom from time to time she enjoyed 
sex. But sex and sexuality and sexiness were all 
reserved for Pug and only in the bedroom. She tried to 
explain to him that she was quite happy with the 
clothing she had now and it wasn't necessary to go 
spending a lot of money on clothes that she probably 
wouldn't even wear.

I was in the room for this discussion, but not really 
paying much attention. For some reason, though, I had 
been looking at Pug when my mother said that. The look 
that came over his face terrified me, and I think my 
mother too.

Pug stood up and took my mother's hand and pulled her 
along quickly to their bedroom. I only heard, "DON'T 
YOU EVER" before the door slammed and then I could only 
hear his loud but indistinct voice coming from the back 
of the house. 

I didn't know what was going on, but I was scared. I 
didn't know if they were coming back out to the living 
room and it was almost my bed time so I picked up my 
things and turned the light off and went to my bedroom. 
I put my pajamas on and went to bed and lay there in 
the dark wondering what had happened.

It was probably fifteen minutes later that Pug came in 
and said goodnight. He sat on the edge of the bed and 
said that he was sorry I had to see that. He explained 
that sometimes my mother forgot her place and needed 
correcting. It didn't mean that he didn't still love 
her. He sat me up and hugged me close and said, "And of 
course I will always love you Dani."

Pug kissed me on the forehead and laid me back down and 
tucked me and said goodnight and all was well with the 
world again. I wasn't sure what my mother had done, but 
I was glad that he had gotten it straightened out.

The next day at breakfast mom was very quiet, not her 
usual chipper self. But Pug acted like everything was 
normal and he wasn't mad so I just ate my breakfast and 
Pug and I talked about school.

After breakfast I was cleaning off the table and 
helping clean up the kitchen. The trash can was full so 
I tied the bag up and pulled it out of the can and took 
it out back to the garbage can. To my amazement I saw 
that both cans were full to overflowing and there were 
large trash bags piled beside them. I looked inside a 
few of them and realized that all of my mother's 
clothes had been thrown away!

I went back inside and started to ask my mom what was 
going on but she shushed me. I replaced the trash bag 
and went to sit down in my seat at the kitchen table 
but Pug grabbed me and pulled me into his lap. 

"You curious about what happened to your mother's 
clothes, Dani?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Your mom is a beautiful woman, isn't she?" he asked.

I guess most kids think their mom's are beautiful. But 
my mom really was. She had long blonde hair and pretty 
blue eyes. She had a figure like one of the girl's in 
Pug's "Playboy Magazine". I know because he left them 
all around the house and he didn't mind if I looked at 
them. Mom had tried to object but Pug insisted that I 
would benefit from them.

I said, "Yes sir, mom is the prettiest woman I ever 
saw!"

"I think so too," said Pug. "But she dresses like an 
old bag lady or something! So today we are going to go 
shopping and buy her a bunch of pretty clothes so she 
can stop hiding how pretty she is. Maybe we'll even buy 
you a dress or two. Okay?"

I didn't know what my mom could possibly be so upset 
about. That sounded like a great idea to me. I know I 
would love to be getting a whole bunch of new clothes! 
I nodded my agreement to Pug and he gave me a hug and 
kissed my cheek and put me back down.

Then we went shopping. It was the strangest shopping 
trip ever. We went to the mall first. But we didn't get 
much there. We went to Victoria's Secret and Pug and 
mom picked out some real pretty, lacy underwear. But 
not much because Pug said she only needed underwear for 
special occasions. They also bought me some new 
panties. I had no need for a bra yet.

We stopped in a store that sold kids clothes and Pug 
bought me two dresses. Mom thought that they were too 
short but one look from Pug and she shut up.

After Pug had paid for the dresses he picked out for me 
we went out to the car and he drove to a place called 
Sweet Nothings. We went in and when I looked around I 
saw that it was sort of like Victoria's Secret except 
they had more dresses and blouses and stuff than 
underwear. 

Pug started picking out clothes for mom and handing 
them to her. When her arms were full we went to the 
changing rooms. There were several of them lined up 
along one wall of the store. There was a man waiting 
for a girl in one of the booths to try something on. 
And there was another man who was apparently alone and 
shopping for something for his wife I guess. So I was 
really surprised when Pug held the door open while mom 
took her dress off so that she could try on one of the 
new dresses. 

I was really surprised that she was naked under her 
dress. But even more surprised that she would get 
undressed right there in front of everyone. She looked 
real embarrassed, but she didn't say anything or try to 
hide or nothing! I glanced at the two men who were 
nearby and they were both staring at my mom too.

Mom tried on all of the dresses and she really looked 
hot in them. they were short and tight and a few of 
them were so thin you could see her boobs through them. 
I mean you could actually see her nipples!

Mom wasn't too happy about the new clothes, but she 
looked great in them. Pug took all of them and set them 
by the cash register and they went through more racks 
and picked out more stuff. Short skirts and sexy 
blouses and short shorts and halter tops and all kinds 
of stuff that she ended up trying on in front of the 
growing crowd of customers. 

She looked real sexy in the clothes and Pug ended up 
buying everything, except a couple of times I had to 
take something back to the rack and pick the next 
smaller size. The total cost was over nine hundred 
dollars when they finally added it all up. It took all 
three of us, and one of the clerks, two trips to carry 
it all to the car.

That was when things started to change. It took a while 
for mom to get comfortable in her new clothes, but 
eventually she accepted it. She really did look hot. 
But eventually she started to seem more like her old 
chipper self and began acting normally around me and 
Pug. 

All was fine until one day Pug came home from work and 
he went directly to the kitchen to talk to mom. I saw 
his face as he went past the living room and he was 
upset about something. I heard him say something 
loudly, but I didn't understand what he was talking 
about. Then he pulled my mother back to their bedroom 
and I heard him yelling at her. 

I got nervous and decided to go to my room and as I got 
close to their bedroom I heard the sound of my mother 
being spanked. I didn't know what I was hearing at 
first. I stood in the hall in shock as I heard the loud 
smack of flesh hitting flesh and my mothers cries of 
pain. I ran into my room and closed the door and was 
dismayed at how loud the noises coming from down the 
hall still sounded. He must be hitting her very hard. I 
finally lay on my bed and put my pillow over my head 
and blocked out most of the sound.

The sounds finally stopped, except for my mother's 
quiet sobbing. That too quickly quieted down and then I 
heard their door open. My mother went to the kitchen to 
finish getting supper ready and Pug came into my room 
and sat on my bed.

He saw that I was scared and he pulled me into his arms 
and hugged me and said he was sorry that I had been 
scared but that my mother had been very bad and he had 
no choice but to punish her. That was part of his job 
as a husband.

He was holding me close and his hand was on my thigh, 
rubbing me, calming me. He assured me that he still 
loved my mom and me, but sometimes he had to be stern. 
Then he stood me up and patted me on the backside and 
told me to wash up for dinner.

Mom was quiet at dinner. She looked embarrassed, but 
she had stopped crying and seemed to be getting over 
it. I wondered what she had done wrong, but I was 
afraid to ask. 

After dinner I was informed that I would have a baby 
sitter tonight because they were going to a party. I 
was happy about that because that must mean they 
weren't mad.

I watched TV while they got dressed and when mom came 
out to leave I was shocked. The dress she was wearing 
was short and tight and almost see-through. It was 
black, but when she stood in the light you could see 
her skin through the black mesh. I couldn't believe she 
would wear it out. But she did. 

I sat and watched TV with my babysitter until they got 
home just before midnight. When I heard them coming in 
the front door I ran to say hi but when I saw my mother 
I came to a sudden halt. Her hair was all messed up and 
she had something all over her face and she had a 
terrible smell. And she had a look in her eyes like an 
animal caught in a trap. 

But Pug seemed quite happy. He was smiling and he 
grabbed me and picked me up and kissed me and asked me 
if I had a good time. I nodded and said, "What's wrong 
with mom?"

"She had a bit more partying that she is used to I'm 
afraid. But don't worry; she'll be alright in the 
morning. She just needs a little rest."

I found out later that this was the first night that 
Pug shared her with his friend. 

Mom was never quite the same after that. She did all of 
the things she was supposed to do, and said the things 
she was supposed to say, but she never seemed quite the 
same.

I was changing too. My breasts were beginning to grow, 
at first just puffy little nipples protruding slightly 
from my flat chest, but then it seemed like almost over 
night they were recognizable as breasts. Pug frequently 
complimented me on how fast I was growing up and what a 
pretty young lady I was becoming. Sometimes he even put 
his hand on one of my boobs and squeezed it. I knew 
enough to know he wasn't supposed to do that, but I 
looked at mom and I knew she saw him, and she didn't 
say anything. So I didn't say anything. 

Mom took me to get a training bra, but I almost had an 
A cup by the time we got around to it. I was pretty 
self conscious about it. It seemed like all the boys, 
even all the old men were always looking at my boobs. I 
don't know if I was upset because they were too small 
or too big. I was beginning to realize that they were 
powerful though.

Things coasted along like this for a little while, 
several weeks anyway, until mom did something else to 
make Pug mad, something to do with the household 
budget. I was in the living room doing my homework when 
Pug came home and sat down. Mom brought him a beer and 
the mail and he started opening the envelopes.

I almost screamed when he suddenly yelled, "Gina! Get 
your ass in here!"

Mom came rushing in; her face was white as a sheet.

He handed her a piece of paper, a bank statement and 
said, "Can you explain this?"

She didn't say anything, at least not anything that 
made sense. She stuttered a few words that didn't mean 
anything and then just said, "I'm sorry Sir. I didn't 
realize I went over."

Pug placed the mail on the table beside him and pulled 
my mother down over his lap. He pulled her skirt up and 
yanked her underwear down and as she begged him not to 
do this in front of me he started spanking her. Hard! 
It hurt me to hear it. 

Mom was howling in pain when he finally finished and he 
stood her up and made her stand in the corner with her 
skirt up to her waist.

That was the first time I had seen him spank her. It 
would not be the last.

I stood up to go to my room but as I neared him Pug 
pulled me into his lap and told me not to be upset. He 
was just doing his job as a husband and daddy like he 
explained before. Discipline was important, he 
explained and it was his job to maintain it. As he 
talked his hand slid up my thigh and his thumb was 
resting right against my pussy, separated only by the 
thin nylon of my underwear. I had noticed that lately 
it seemed like every time I was pulled into his lap his 
hand got farther up under my dress, or spent more time 
touching one of my quickly growing breasts. 

This was the first time he had touched my pussy though 
and I gasped at the touch and the sensations it caused. 
He ignored my reactions and continued calming me down 
and finally he just held me in his arms for a while, 
with his thumb softly pressed against my pussy the 
entire time.

Finally he sent my mother back to finish supper and I 
saw when she walked by us that she could see where his 
finger was, but she said nothing.

That evening we went back to the clothing store where 
my mom had gotten her new wardrobe a while back. I had 
to go to since they hadn't arranged for the babysitter.

There were several couples at the store, shopping for 
the wives or girlfriends, or whatever they were. Pug 
picked out several new outfits for mom. They were even 
more revealing than the first ones. And again she was 
forced to try them on with the changing room door wide 
open. A crowd quickly gathered and I was so embarrassed 
for my mother.

I was about to be more embarrassed. Pug said that he 
thought a couple of those outfits would be perfect for 
me. He took me to the racks and picked out several 
outfits that were about my size. 

I had reservations. I thought they looked great on mom, 
but I was only eleven! But I knew better than to argue 
with Pug. I could just see myself thrown over Pug's lap 
with my bare butt getting spanked right here in the 
store.

Maybe I should have gone for the spanking. Pug pushed 
my mother out of the way and she stood there holding 
her new outfits while Pug made me step into the 
changing booth and try on the new outfits, with the 
door wide open and everyone watching. I was mortified. 
I looked at my mother but she just looked own at the 
floor.

I turned my back on the crowd and slipped my blouse and 
skirt off and put on one of the new dresses. When I 
turned around I noticed that most of the crowd was gone 
now. They obviously realized how inappropriate it was 
for a girl my age to be changing in public.

I looked in the mirror and I have to admit I looked 
hot, too hot for an eleven year old, but still, it was 
good for my ego. For the next dress I had to remove my 
bra, it wouldn't fit under the dress. When I was 
covered up I turned around again and Pug really loved 
this one. When I looked in the mirror I could easily 
see why. My panties were about an inch from looking out 
from under my skirt and my puffy little nipples stuck 
out proudly.

I noticed that two men were still standing nearby and 
watching as I changed.

I turned back around and with my back to my audience I 
removed the dress and put on the last one. When Pug had 
been given a chance to approve of the last dress I 
turned back around and put my own clothes back on. When 
I reached for my bra Pug said, "Don't bother with that 
now. We have to get going."

I dropped the bra and put on my blouse. I was 
embarrassed at how visible my young breasts were 
without the bra underneath the light blouse. I picked 
up the new outfits and held them in front of me and we 
went up to the cash register. One of the two men who 
had been staring at me as I changed was the clerk! He 
smiled at me and took my dresses from me and got a 
close look at my chest before turning to his work.

Mom and I stood back and waited quietly. I didn't take 
a deep breath until I was back in the car and on the 
way home. It had been a pretty humiliating shopping 
trip. I could only imagine what it had been like for 
mom who had been forced to strip naked and face the 
crowd that was watching eagerly while she changed in 
and out of the various outfits.

The next night Pug took mom out again and I had a 
babysitter again. I had a new baby sitter this time. 
Apparently the old one, the one that had been my baby 
sitter for years, wouldn't come back after seeing the 
way mom came home the last time.

This time it was a man about Pug's age. I didn't like 
him much; there was just something about him that made 
me uncomfortable. 

As they were leaving Pug told the babysitter to make 
sure I took a shower and was in bed by ten since it was 
a school night. I saw the look on my mother's face as 
they left. I wondered if she was scared for me or for 
herself.

I was no longer allowed to wear pants or shorts so I 
was left with only my uncomfortably short skirts and 
dresses. Every time I looked at my new babysitter he 
seemed to be trying to look up my skirt.

I tried to watch TV for a while but my new babysitter 
kept trying to talk to me. He kept asking me questions 
I thought were very inappropriate. For instance he 
complimented me on my figure and asked me what size my 
breasts were. He even asked me if I was still a virgin! 
I told him I was going to go take a shower. 

I went to my room and shut my door. I undressed quickly 
and put on my robe and went into the bathroom across 
the hall. I couldn't lock the door. None of the doors 
in the house except the front and back entry doors had 
locks on them. But I was so used to not being able to 
lock the doors that I never even thought about it. Not 
until I opened my eyes after I had rinsed off and 
realized that the door was open. 

I peeked around the shower curtain and saw that I was 
alone so I grabbed my towel and dried off quickly. Then 
I stepped out of the tub and reached for my robe. I 
heard a noise and looked at the door, but I didn't see 
anything. I hurried to my room and put on my pajamas. 

I went to bed and turned out my light, but I was afraid 
to go to sleep and I lay awake until I heard my mom and 
Pug come home. I listened and heard Pug and the 
babysitter talking for a long time. Then things got 
quiet for a while. I didn't know what was going on 
because I knew that he was still here. After about 
fifteen minutes I heard him leave and my parents come 
down the hall and go into their bedroom.

Pug came in after a little while to check on me. He was 
in his under shorts, which I assumed must be what he 
slept in, but he smelled faintly of that same odor my 
mom had been reeking of after their last night out. I 
didn't know what it was, but it was mildly unpleasant. 

He saw that I was still awake and he asked me if I had 
a nice evening. I told him that Ted, the new babysitter 
was a little weird, but I didn't mention that I was 
pretty sure that he had peeked at me in the shower. He 
gave me a hug and held me close with his hand worming 
down into my pajama bottoms and running lightly through 
the newly sprouted pubic hair hidden there. I had 
become accustomed to his touching me this way. It made 
me uncomfortable, but mom didn't say anything, and I 
didn't know who else to complain to.

Pug chuckled and said, "Aw, Ted's okay. You just have 
to get used to him. He has been a friend of mine for 
years.

"That explains a lot," I thought to myself.

The next day, I was playing a board game with the boy 
that lives next door, Kevin, when my father came in 
from the garage after noticing a scratch on the car. I 
related these events previously in "Dani Does the Right 
Thing," but I include them here for anyone who missed 
it. The story continues at Page 49, Line 12.

Mom told Pug that someone had pushed a shopping cart 
into the car in the grocery store parking lot a couple 
of days ago.

He was furious. First she had scratched the car, but 
more seriously she had not told him. He pulled her 
across his lap, right there in front of my friend and 
me, and flipped her skirt up over her back, baring her 
bottom to us. I noticed that she wasn't wearing 
underwear. 

Dad spanked her furiously, and then he ordered her to 
stand in the corner with her skirt up so that her red 
bottom was showing. 

My friend, who was thirteen at the time stared in awe 
at my mom's backside for a minute and then, with a face 
as red as paint, said that he guessed he should go home 
now.

But my dad said, "That's alright son. You two go ahead 
and play your game. This is a good lesson for you. It 
is wonderful to have a good woman in your life, but you 
have to keep your eye on them all the time and the more 
discipline you give them the better they behave. Ain't 
that right Gina?"

Mom was still crying quietly in the corner, but she 
managed to choke out, "Yes sir."

Then he said to my friend, "You ever see a woman naked 
before Kevin?"

Kevin was as embarrassed as my mother and I were. He 
said quietly, "No sir, never!"

"Get your ass over here, Gina!" my dad called to her 
and she looked around at him.

"Sir, please, no, not in front of the kids! That's 
wrong. Please, I can't," mom pleaded with him. I 
noticed that she no longer used his name, or terms of 
endearment. If she called him anything at all now it 
was "sir".

I saw the furious look on dad's face when she balked, 
and he started to take his belt off. Mom gave in and 
rushed to his side. "I'm sorry sir; please don't spank 
me any more."

Dad stopped taking his belt off, but left it unfastened 
in case mom gave him anymore trouble.

"Take off that dress," dad ordered. "Kevin is almost a 
man. It's about time he found out what a woman is all 
about."

I thought surely that my conservative, church going 
mother would draw the line here. But I watched as that 
look of resignation I saw on her face so often lately 
returned, and she reached around and unfastened the 
catch at the top of her dress and then pulled the 
zipper down her back. She allowed the top to slide off 
her shoulders and down her arms and then she closed her 
eyes and slid it down past her hips and let it fall to 
the floor.

Dad smiled and said to Kevin, "What do you think, boy, 
looks pretty damn good for an old broad, don't she?"

"Yes sir!" Kevin exclaimed. "She's beautiful!"

"Yeah," dad said, "I make sure she stays in shape. You 
can go ahead and get up and take a closer look if you 
want."

Kevin was looking at mom and the tears rolling down her 
cheeks, and then he glanced at me and saw how shocked I 
was. He looked at dad and said, "Are you sure sir? 
She's really crying and, well, gee, I don't know."

"That's alright son. A lot of women cry when they get 
embarrassed. But it's good for them to be embarrassed. 
It keeps them on their toes, right Gina?"

"Yes sir," mom said, just barely above a whisper.

"Besides," dad went on, "she is being punished. You 
should be uncomfortable when you are being punished."

Kevin got to his feet and stepped closer to mom. He 
said, "Is it okay Mrs. Franklin?"

Mom nodded her head and said, "Yes Kevin, whatever Mr. 
Franklin says is okay."

I was embarrassed for her. I was embarrassed to be 
sitting here watching. But I couldn't help admiring her 
beautiful figure. I hoped I looked that good when I got 
to be her age.

Dad stood up and reached out and squeezed my mothers 
breast gently, then hefted it in has hand as thought 
weighing it. "Look at that tit!" he exclaimed proudly. 
"That is just about as perfect a tit as you will ever 
see son. Go ahead, feel how firm that is."

Kevin said, "That okay sir, I couldn't do that."

But dad wasn't taking no for an answer from anyone. 
"Now son, you have a perfect learning opportunity here. 
I'd be real disappointed if you didn't take advantage 
of it. Go ahead, put your hand up and see how nice that 
feels."

Kevin did as he was told and with a look of total awe 
on his face he gently wrapped one of his small hands 
around my mother's breast. 

He held it for a moment and then dad showed him how 
best to caress a woman's breast and how to bring a 
nipple to attention. He guided Kevin's head forward and 
instructed him on kissing and sucking and gently biting 
on a woman's breast. 

After dad was satisfied that he had learned that lesson 
he made my mother spread her legs apart and he showed 
Kevin all there was to know about a woman's pussy. He 
showed Kevin how wet she was and explained that that 
meant that my mom was excited and enjoying herself. 

"Now watch this," dad said. Kevin and I both watched as 
dad started sawing a couple of fingers in and out of my 
mother's pussy and then he told Kevin to put his 
fingers on mom's clitoris and rub it gently for a few 
minutes. 

I was shocked to see my mother have an orgasm at the 
hands of my father and my friend. Dad explained to 
Kevin, and to me, since I was listening, all about 
orgasms and told him that maybe next time he would have 
mom teach him about fucking.

Then he turned to me and asked, "Were you paying 
attention Dani? You're filling out pretty nicely and 
pretty soon you will be standing right up there with 
your mom," he said with a look of anticipation on his 
face.

I looked to my mother, but she said not a word.

Mom was ordered back to her corner, but this time she 
was to stand with her back to the wall. Kevin and I 
tried to resume our game, but we couldn't concentrate. 
Kevin couldn't stop staring at my mother standing 
naked, almost close enough to touch. And I was so 
embarrassed I just wanted to go to my room. So finally 
Kevin went home and I was able to leave the room where 
my mother was being so humiliated.

From then on things changed between Pug and I. Pug had 
been discretely fondling me for months now. After the 
day he made my mother undress in front of Kevin things 
changed. It wasn't discrete anymore. And it wasn't just 
now and then. Several times a day I would find myself 
in Pug's lap with his hand on my breasts or up my skirt 
and down my panties and he would play with me for 
minutes at a time while my mother struggled not to see 
it. Or he would lightly pinch my nipples and squeeze my 
small, but rapidly growing breasts.

I thought that Kevin would be too embarrassed to come 
back after that. Just the opposite was the case. After 
that he came back every afternoon. In the beginning I 
had always suspected that one of the major attractions 
for him when he came over was that I was always wearing 
short skirts and as careful as I was he almost always 
got a peek or two at my panties. Now the attraction was 
my mother. Even though she was always dressed in the 
admittedly sexy clothes that Pug made her wear, Kevin 
kept staring at her as though he could still see her 
naked. I wanted to tell him to stop coming over, but he 
was the only kid I knew that lived anywhere nearby. 
That was why we spent so much time together.

After seeing my mother naked, however, and having the 
opportunity to touch her, he came over everyday. It was 
obvious he wasn't here to see me. It was only three 
days later that my father found another excuse to 
punish my mother in front of Kevin and me.

Kevin and I were playing a board game in the living 
room and my father was reading the paper. I was always 
nervous around my father now, even more so whenever 
Kevin was there. As I was about to learn, I had every 
right to be.

My father suddenly called out, "Gina! Get your ass in 
here!"

Kevin and I jumped, startled. I knew right away that 
something bad was going to happen. I glanced at Kevin 
and was disappointed to see that this was what he had 
been hoping for. The look of excitement and 
anticipation on his face was unmistakable. 

I was getting to the age that I was starting to 
understand guys and what was always on their minds. I 
was aware of the leers, the stares at my budding 
breasts from nearly every male of every age. I felt a 
strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. I felt 
power! Breasts are a powerful force of nature.

Still, Kevin was my friend. It just seemed like he 
should be more sensitive to how I felt. Yeah, I know 
what you're thinking. What can I say, I'm blonde.

My mother came rushing in to the living room. I could 
see that her face was white, and that she had no idea 
what she had done.

He held the newspaper out and exploded, "What the hell 
is this?!" His voice was full of outrage.

"I cut out some coupons, Sir. You are always telling me 
that I spend too much money on food. I am trying to cut 
back on my spending Sir."

"I told you never to cut up the newspaper before I have 
read it, didn't I?" he asked loudly.

"But Sir, there was nothing on the back of it but more 
grocery ads."

"I don't give a flying fuck bitch!" he yelled. "I gave 
you an order! Christ! When will you learn to obey! Get 
undressed."

"Oh god," I thought. "Please not again."

I looked up at him and fearfully pleaded with him, 
"Please Sir, please not again. Please, not in front of 
Kevin."

He turned to my mother and said, "Now look, bitch. Now 
you are being a bad influence on your daughter! Now I 
have to teach you both a lesson!"

My mother sobbed, but didn't say a word as she quickly 
removed her dress. Kevin stared in fascination this 
time. After the last time he knew it was not only 
alright, but encouraged.

My father turned to me and yelled, "Stand up and get 
over here young lady!"

I was terrified. I was eleven years old. I had never 
been spanked or slapped or anything. I didn't know what 
was going to happen. I only knew that if my mother had 
to put up with it, there was no hope for me.

"I am going to make sure you are raised right young 
lady," my stepfather said. His voice sounded furious. 
It was years before I thought back to that day and 
realized it had all been a put on, an act to scare me 
into complying. It worked.

I stood before my father trembling in fear. 

"You don't ever talk back to me again! Do you 
understand?" 

I didn't understand. I hadn't talked back! I just 
pleaded with him not to embarrass my mother and me in 
front of my friend. But I saw the look in his face and 
I knew that if I said the wrong thing I was going to 
feel that belt for the first time. And I was a coward.

"Take off your clothes, young lady. And be quick about 
it!" he commanded.

I glanced quickly at my mother and saw only anguish. I 
glanced at Kevin and saw excitement. I looked back at 
my stepfather, fully intending to plead with him. But I 
saw that he was already unbuckling his belt. I had the 
distinct impression that he was hoping I would "back 
talk" him again so that he could use it.

I was eleven years old and my body was starting to 
resemble that of a young woman. The idea of undressing 
in front of, not only my stepfather and my mother, but 
the boy next door, a boy I saw every day, I don't 
believe I could have been more humiliated if he had 
made me do it on the sidewalk outside!

I was still hesitating and he started pulling his belt 
free. As I said, I was a coward. If my mother could not 
fight him, how could I, an eleven year old girl hope 
to?

I pulled my t-shirt off. As my lacy little training bra 
came into view I kept my eyes on the floor. I couldn't 
face anyone in the room. I dropped my t-shirt on the 
floor and unfastened my modest little skirt. I pushed 
it over my burgeoning hips and let it slide down my 
legs and kicked it aside.

Now I stood in only my lace trimmed little girl's bra 
and panties. The ones that had made me feel so grown up 
when I talked my mother into getting them for me. I saw 
movement out of the corner of my eye and glanced up to 
see Kevin moving closer for a better view. I wanted to 
yell at him, but I didn't dare.

I tried to decide what to remove next. The last time 
anyone had seen me uncovered was when my mother had 
bought me my first training bra. Now that I actually 
had something growing on my chest it was even more 
embarrassing.

I had hesitated as long as I dared and finally I 
reached between the little cups of the bra and 
unfastened it. I couldn't look up, but I knew that they 
were watching me undress. I could feel their eyes on my 
breasts, which were now the size of an apple cut in 
half. My puffy little nipples were tingling and I was 
upset with myself for having any reaction at all.

My mother had finished undressing quickly and now 
everyone was watching me as I hooked my thumbs into my 
panties and pushed them down. I kicked them over with 
the rest of my clothes and then stood with my hands and 
arms covering as much of my body as I possibly could.

"Gina," dad said. "Tell Dani the rule about her arms."

My mother spoke so quietly I could hardly hear her. 
"Modesty is not permitted. When ordered to undress you 
are to stand up straight with your arms at your side 
until instructed otherwise. Failure to obey this rule 
will result in severe punishment."

I dropped my arms to my side quickly and stood naked in 
front of two males for the first time in my life. I 
guess it could have been worse. My stepfather had, 
after all, already begun to molest me. He frequently 
touched my breasts through my clothing. And it had also 
become common place for him to pull me into his lap and 
reach into my underwear and rub my pussy. But to be 
naked, and in front of Kevin for Christ's sake! 

My stepfather ordered me to stand beside my mother. He 
wanted to compare our bodies.

I moved quickly to stand beside her. As I moved I could 
feel their eyes watching my butt move. 

When I was beside my mom my stepfather stood up and 
stood in front of me. He glanced over at Kevin and 
waived him closer to join him. Kevin stood beside my 
dad, right in front of my mother. 

Together they examined both of our bodies this time and 
compared them. I had become more or less accustomed to 
being groped by my stepfather, but when Kevin put his 
hand over my breast I nearly fell to the floor. I don't 
know if it was embarrassment or nerves or what, but I 
was shaking so bad I was having trouble standing. 

It was even worse when their focus shifted to my 
vagina. I felt Kevin slide his finger into me as my 
stepfather warned him not to bust my cherry, yet.

"Kevin my boy, I think that this would be an excellent 
time for Gina to teach Dani how to suck a cock, don't 
you?"

"Yes Sir!" Kevin almost squealed like a girl he was so 
excited, the bastard!

Dad directed Kevin to drop his pants and lay down on 
the coffee table. I turned my face away. I didn't want 
to see. I had never seen a penis, and I wasn't ready to 
see one now.

While Kevin undressed and got into position my father 
stepped up behind me and I felt his cock rubbing on my 
back as he reached around and toyed with my small, 
immature breasts. As he moved his hands and his cock 
over me he said to me quietly, "Your mom is going to 
suck on Kevin's cock now. Later on you are going to try 
it. So watch closely."

He pushed me to my knees on the side of the table; 
right beside where Kevin's hard dripping cock was 
standing up and throbbing. I couldn't help but see it 
now. I saw the clear liquid oozing from the hole in the 
end of his penis, the hole where I knew that his pee 
came out. 

I made myself watch as my mom knelt between Kevin's 
legs and spread them a little wider so that she could 
get closer. I watched in disgust as she leaned down and 
licked his hairless ball sack, although at the time I 
didn't know what it was. At least I don't remember 
knowing. 

Each time she touched her tongue to Kevin he twitched 
and his penis throbbed and more of the liquid came out 
of the end of his penis. Really gross!

But I watched in amazement as my mother began licking 
Kevin's dripping penis. She licked up all of the liquid 
and then she took his organ between her lips and began 
to suck enthusiastically. 

"How could she?!" I asked myself. I had heard of 
blowjobs in school. I had trouble imagining them, 
especially since I had never seen a male with no 
clothes on before. But I saw one now, and the idea of 
touching my lips to a penis was sickening!

Almost immediately Kevin started moaning and thrusting 
his hips up to meet my mother's sucking lips. His body 
quivered for a couple of seconds and then he groaned as 
though in pain and pushed mom's head away.

I watched as my mother sat up on her heels and waited. 

Dad said to Kevin, "Don't worry son. The first few 
times are always real quick. Once you get used to it 
though, you can lay back and enjoy that sensation for a 
long time."

"Fantastic!" Kevin, the creep, said.

Dad told my mom to move around to the side of the 
coffee table, across from where I was kneeling, 
watching Kevin's dick get soft quickly.

Dad grabbed me by the hair and pulled me around so that 
I was kneeling where my mother had been when she sucked 
Kevin off.

"Alright," he said. "Let's see if you learned anything 
Dani."

My head shot up and I stared at my stepfather with my 
mouth agape. 

My mother caught my eye and she was urging me to obey. 
I suppose she knew that the only thing I would gain my 
trying to avoid it was pain. Then I would end up having 
to do it anyway.

I had to stop for a minute to remember what my mom had 
done. Then I leaned forward and tentatively licked out 
at Kevin's balls. 

As soon as my tongue touched him he groaned and 
twitched. I jumped back, but then leaned down and tried 
it again. It seemed like such a gross thing to do. But 
I had watched my mother do it. I knew I had no choice. 

I licked until Kevin's penis got hard again and then I 
licked that as well. Finally I got up the nerve and 
slid my lips down over his dick. He was only thirteen 
and his thing wasn't all that big. But he must have 
been saving up for a long time because even though he 
had just had an orgasm in my mother's mouth, in no time 
at all he was holding my head and thrusting his hips up 
until my lips reached his belly.

With my mother it had happened so fast that it was over 
almost before it started. This time Kevin lasted only 
slightly longer. When he felt another orgasm begin he 
reached out and held my head firmly against his belly 
and I felt his cum shooting into my mouth. 

I knew that it was coming. It was one of the things 
that had come up on the playground. I just never 
expected it to be like this, at the age of eleven, with 
my friend, with my mother and my father watching. 

I gagged at first, but managed to hold Kevin's hot load 
of cum in my mouth. As soon as he pushed my head away I 
looked around for somewhere to spit it out.

My father saw what I was doing and yelled at me. "Don't 
you EVER spit out a man's cum! NEVER! If I ever see you 
spit out a mouthful of cum, I will whip you until you 
bleed! Do you understand me?"

I felt my eyes get huge as he leaned over me and yelled 
right in my face. I was so shocked I swallowed 
instinctively. He stood up then and I saw the pain in 
my mother's eyes at what she had just witnessed.

My stepfather turned to Kevin and asked, "Well boy, how 
was that?

"That was the most wonderful thing that every happened 
to me! Twice!!" he exclaimed.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, boy. Watch this."

My father slid his pants and his shorts down his bony 
legs and kicked them away. I didn't want to look, but I 
couldn't help but see his dick. 

"So that is what a grown up one looks like," I thought. 
It was scary. I didn't know what normal was. It was 
about a month before he started sharing me with his 
friends and assorted strangers and then I was able to 
compare. His cock was larger than most, but not that 
much. It was big and hairy and really gross looking. It 
was still soft. It hung down over the hairy ball sack 
hanging between his legs. There was a thick tube of 
skin covering the tip of it and the whole tip was 
covered in what looked like clear slime.

I expected him to order my mom between his legs but he 
looked at me and said, "You first slut. Get over here 
and start licking."

Slut?! Who the hell is he calling a slut? I am still a 
fucking virgin!

I realized what he was ordering me to do and I looked 
at my mom. She just nodded. I saw the agony in her 
face, but I couldn't help resenting her for letting 
these things happen to me, to us.

I crawled between his legs, avoiding, as much as 
possible, any contact with him. He was watching me, 
amused at the expressions of fear and revulsion 
flickering across my face. I was there now; all that 
was left was to do it. Just lean forward and place his 
nasty, smelly sex organs in my mouth. I hesitated for a 
moment and he called my mother closer so that he could 
torment her with what I was being forced to do. I saw 
Kevin move closer on the other side so that he could 
enjoy the show.

I leaned forward and I smelled the musty, sweaty smell 
of his crotch. It was different than it had been with 
Kevin. I wasn't sure what it was, dirtier, sweatier, or 
perhaps just older? I stuck out my tongue and licked 
the head of his dick and I jumped back when it twitched 
violently. 

I guess he wasn't impressed with my style. "Put your 
right hand around the base of my cock," he ordered.

I reached out and gingerly slid my thumb underneath his 
large, nasty organ. I wrapped my small hand around it 
as far as it would go. It didn't go all the way around. 

"Use your hand to stand it up, then pull the skin 
around the head of it down and gently lick it all 
over."

I stared at his cock as I obeyed his commands. It 
seemed to be slowly growing larger, very slowly. I slid 
my hand a little higher up the shaft and then tightened 
my grip and pulled down, pulling the extra skin away 
from the tip. He told me what the skin was called and 
what it was for. He also mentioned that sometimes crud 
accumulated underneath that skin and needed to be 
cleaned out, for health reasons, of course. He told me 
that his preferred method of cleaning his cock is to 
use a bitch's mouth. 

I hesitated for another moment, wondering if perhaps a 
beating might be easier to take. Then I leaned back 
into his crotch and started licking the tip of his 
cock. I licked it clean all around and then he ordered 
me to hold it like that and go ahead and lick his 
balls. 

He made me lick his balls for a long time and I felt 
his cock growing in my hand. It just kept getting 
scarier.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay. Let's see how good a 
cocksucker you are," he said disdainfully.

I really hated the names he kept calling me. As soon as 
that thought crossed my mind I realized how ludicrous 
that was, to be forced to do the things I am doing and 
be upset about the names. But I had other, more 
pressing matters to take care of. I didn't have time to 
contemplate life's little ironies right now.

I wet my lips and forced them over the head of his now 
hard cock. I moved my mouth down a little and then back 
to the tip. I couldn't really say that I had learned 
how to do this from my experience with Kevin. He had 
come so quickly and his penis was so much smaller. It 
was like apples and oranges. Or maybe string beans and 
cucumbers would be a better analogy.

He decided that I needed more lessons and he ordered me 
to lick his balls while I watched how a woman was 
supposed to suck cock. I moved my tongue down and 
explored his balls while right before my eyes my mother 
leaned down and took is cock in her mouth. 

I watched in disbelief as she took more and more of it 
down with each stroke until she had the head of his 
cock in her throat and his entire organ was in her 
mouth. Her lips were tight against his stomach for a 
moment and then she started, slowly at first, to move 
her mouth up and down his shaft, taking it all with 
each down stroke. I was so fascinated that I just knelt 
there with my tongue on his balls and stared. I saw 
Kevin's face and he, too, was amazed. 

My mother nudged me discretely and I realized I was not 
doing what I had been told. I started licking again and 
we worked with our faces nearly touching, and sometimes 
touching, in my stepfather's crotch, until he started 
groaning and then I felt him tense up and thrust his 
hips up and he shot his cum right down my mother's 
throat.

I watched her swallow quickly and then just hold his 
cock in her mouth until he told us to stop. I 
straightened up my straining back and mom got back to 
her feet and we waited. 

Dad asked Kevin, "Well boy, are you ready for your 
first piece of ass?"

I heard my mother's sharp intake of breath. I waited 
quietly, wondering which one of us Kevin was going to 
fuck.

Kevin was smiling like a jackass. He was turning into 
the same kind of animal that I had recently come to 
understand that my stepfather was. I don't think I like 
Kevin anymore.

"Yes sir!" Kevin said, the excitement evident in both 
his voice and his reacquired erection bobbing right by 
my cheek.

Mom was ordered to lie on the floor in the middle of 
the room and give Kevin any help he needed. My 
stepfather pulled me up and into his lap and we watched 
my mom and Kevin have sex while my father slipped a 
long, fat, finger inside my pussy and toyed with my 
hymen.

Kevin climbed quickly on top of my mom and, with her 
help, slid his small cock into her. He got a look on 
his face like he was in heaven or something. Then he 
started moving in and out of her, very fast with short 
little strokes. After all that I had experienced 
already this afternoon, fucking didn't seem that 
remarkable. The most interesting part was the way my 
mom's boobs jiggled around on her chest from the force 
of Kevin's fucking.

After he came in my mom Kevin collapsed on top of her 
for a minute and played with her boobs. Then he got up 
on his knees and stood up. As he was standing up Pug 
whispered in my ear, "Watch this, you will have to do 
this too. It's what sluts do."

I almost threw up as I watched my mother sit up and 
take Kevin's wet, slimy little cock into her mouth and 
suck it clean. Then she did the same thing with his 
little balls.

It was time for Kevin to go home. My dad, I hate 
calling him that now, Pug, told him that he was welcome 
to come back any time. He could use either me or my 
mother in any way that he liked, except that he could 
not fuck my pussy, as long as he didn't tell anyone, 
ever, about what happened here. Not his best friend, 
not his parents, nobody. Pug assured Kevin that if he 
ended up in jail, he had friends that would make sure 
Kevin, and whoever he told, ended up dead.

Kevin, the rotten little bastard that I had thought was 
my friend, gave his word of honor. Yeah, like he knew 
what honor was!

After he left I started to get dressed but Pug stopped 
me. "There doesn't seem to be any more need for that 
charade," he said. "From now on you two don't wear 
clothes in the house. Gina," he continued, "go make 
supper, then, after Dani cleans up the kitchen you two 
can go somewhere and talk for a while. Make sure you 
let her know what will be expected of her."

I picked up my clothes and my mother's from the floor 
and took them to our rooms. Then I went to the bathroom 
and brushed my teeth to get the taste of cock and cum 
out of my mouth before supper.

I went into the kitchen to see if my mom needed any 
help and since she had things under control I set the 
table and then waited out of the way in the kitchen, 
watching my mother working in the nude and I wondered 
how she could have let Pug and Kevin do the things that 
they had done to me. Not to mention what they had done 
to her.

Supper was quiet and when it was over Pug went into the 
living room and watched TV. Mom and I cleaned up the 
kitchen and the dining room and then we went to my 
room.

It was so strange to be naked all the time, and to look 
at my mother and see her naked all the time. I couldn't 
help wondering if my breasts were going to look like 
hers someday. They were large and firm and didn't seem 
to sag at all. Even I was able to see that they were 
sexy.

As soon as the door to my room was closed my mother 
hugged me tight and cried and told me how sorry she 
was. It felt funny having her naked boobs rubbing on me 
like that, but she just acted like we had clothes on, 
so I tried to do that too.

I just looked at her, waiting for her to start talking. 
For a long time, though, she just sat on my bed beside 
me and stared at her hands.

I finally had to ask her how she, how WE got into this 
mess.

She wiped her eyes with a tissue and blew her nose and 
took a few deep breaths. Then she said, "When I met Pug 
I had been alone for more than nine years. Well, not 
alone, you were there. But having a child is not like 
having a friend, a companion, a lover. I was so lonely 
and I guess I was the perfect match for him. He was 
strong and assertive and he took over. He took over my 
whole life! And I didn't mind at all. It made me feel 
safe. And I did love him. And I didn't worry about you 
growing up without a father anymore, or me losing my 
job and becoming homeless. And it was obvious that 
before very long you loved him as much as I did. He has 
a way about him!"

I had to agree with that.

"Things started changing slowly," she continued. "The 
changes even made sense at first. I welcomed them. 
Well, most of them. I guess he must have been right. I 
am a natural submissive. There is no other way to 
explain it. He started out taking control of the house 
and the money. Before long he wasn't asking me what I 
wanted, or what I wanted to do, he was telling me. At 
first I didn't even realize it. When I did... well, I 
kind of liked it."

"Then he started changing the way I dressed and the way 
I acted. In the beginning I was nervous. I wasn't used 
to wearing the kinds of clothing that he liked me to 
wear. But after a while I got used to it and even 
started feeling sexy when I wore those short skirts and 
see-through tops. One big hurdle came later, when he 
made me stop wearing underwear. I shall never forget 
what happened in the living room this afternoon, and I 
shall never forget the first time he took me out in a 
see-through blouse with nothing under it. It was, up to 
that point, the most humiliating thing I had ever done. 
The thing is though, that he enjoys humiliating me. He 
keeps finding new and better ways of doing it. He is 
going to do that with you too baby, I'm sorry."

I didn't have enough of a clue about what would be 
happening to me, what would be done to me, to really 
worry about that right then. I knew what humiliation 
was. I felt it deeply when I undressed in front of Pug 
and Kevin. I didn't know that was the tip of the 
iceberg.

"I should probably tell you some of the things I have 
had to do, since you will have to do them too, maybe 
not right away, but soon. I don't know how much longer 
he will wait to take your virginity. He is not a 
patient man; I don't think it will be long. It began 
for me after I started wearing the new clothes he 
bought for me. We would go out in the afternoon and he 
would make me walk alone in see-through blouses and I 
would have to stick my chest out and walk slow and 
smile at the men who stared. 

"Sometimes we would go somewhere to eat, or for a 
drink, and he would make me sit with my legs spread 
wide and my skirt pulled up. It was obvious that it was 
not an accident that my pussy was exposed. Things went 
on like that for a long time. Every time I got used to 
some indignity he would find another one to amuse 
himself. The next major hurdle came when he took me out 
one day and we went to the apartment of a friend of 
his. As soon as we got inside I was ordered to strip. I 
hesitated and he whipped his belt out and pummeled my 
ass with it, right in front of his friend. He beat me 
until I begged to be allowed to undress in front of him 
and his friend."

"At first they just looked at me, watched me as I went 
to fetch drinks or snacks for them. Then Pug's friend 
started touching me. I begged Pug to take me home. 
Instead they both undressed and I had sex with them all 
evening, over and over, every way that there was. Ways 
I hadn't even imagined."

"Not long after that it happened again. And then it 
happened with another of Pug's friends. Not long after 
that it happened with both of his friends at the same 
time. Then the recording started. Before long I had a 
camera pointed at me all the time. Every weird and 
kinky sex act you could imagine, I did it, and they 
recorded it."

"By then of course, I had surrendered myself to Pug. I 
followed his rules, I dressed to please him, I fucked 
who and where he wanted me to fuck. A couple of months 
ago he told me that you were old enough now. He was 
going to start involving you in our games. I drew the 
line. I absolutely refused. My mother instinct finally 
kicked in I guess."

"But it was too late. He told me that if I tried to 
interfere, if I did not, in fact, help, he would take 
me to court with the recordings he had made he would 
get custody of you and I would never see you again. I 
didn't know what to do. The best I could figure was 
that, if I did what he wanted, if I let him have you, 
at least I could be here to help what little bit he 
would let me help."

"I'm sorry darling. I know it sucks. I know you must 
think I am the worst mother in the world. You are 
probably right. But I have no choice. And as awful as 
it seems, I am so weak that I would probably go along 
even if he wasn't holding the movies over my head. It 
seems like there is no bottom. I just keep going lower 
and lower."

"Now, the rules, there aren't that many, but they can 
be unpleasant. You already know one of them. You never 
cover up, ever." She grabbed my chin and made sure she 
had my attention and said, "You gotta listen baby, and 
you gotta remember. He can make you hurt so bad if you 
don't."

I nodded. I hoped I could remember. I was in a daze; my 
brain seemed to be fogged over. It was just too much 
for an eleven year old girl.

"You never say 'no' and you always say 'Sir'."

I nodded again.

"I'm sorry baby," she said, quietly, almost as if she 
were talking to herself. "I can't help you. I'm too 
weak."

I tried to stay in my room after that, but Pug made me 
come out and set the table and eat supper with them. 
All I could think about was that I was naked, and that 
I would be naked from now on. I picked at my dinner for 
a while and finally gave up. I got up and put my plate 
in the kitchen and waited for mom and Pug to finish so 
that I could clear off the table. 

Normally, after he eats, Pug goes into the living room 
while mom and I clean up. Tonight he sat and watched 
us. When I was finished with my chores Pug called me 
over and pulled me into his lap. His hand went right to 
my bare pussy and he watched my reaction as his finger 
moved up and down my tiny slit.

"Today was pretty hard for you, wasn't it?" he asked.

"Yes sir," I answered, just a little breathlessly.

"Don't worry, it will get easier," and he looked up at 
my mother who was hovering nearby, "won't it Gina?"

"Yes sir," she replied, after enough of a hesitation 
that he raised his eyebrows.

The confusion was mind numbing. I wanted desperately to 
get up and go to my room where I could at least be 
naked in private. But god, that finger on my slit felt 
so nice!

I sat in his lap and closed my eyes and struggled not 
to show how excited I was becoming. I was almost 
disappointed when he leaned forward and kissed me and 
sent me to my room.

I got very little sleep that night. I lay in bed and 
stared at the ceiling and relived this afternoon over 
and over. It was so vivid I could even taste the male 
fluids in my mouth.

I finally got to sleep, but I doubt if it was for more 
than a couple of hours. I was exhausted when I woke up, 
and since I hadn't taken a shower last night I gladly 
took one this morning. 

On the way to the shower I encountered yet another 
shock. During the night Pug had removed the bathroom 
door and the shower curtain had been replaced with a 
clear one. Oh my god, I wouldn't even have privacy in 
the bathroom?!

I turned the shower on to warm up and dropped my robe 
close by. I showered quickly and between the shower and 
the missing door I was pretty much awake by the time I 
turned off the water. I dried off and reached for my 
robe and realized it was gone. I looked around, but it 
wasn't in the room. Just them Pug appeared in the door, 
smiling at me. I started to cover myself but remembered 
the rule in time and kept my hands at my side.

"Sir, I don't understand. Why did you take the door?" I 
asked timidly.

"Dani, you need to get over your shyness. But don't 
worry; I am going to help you with that. I took the 
door off the bathroom and while you were in the shower 
I took the door off of your bedroom. I also took your 
robe. Since you don't wear clothes in the house anymore 
you don't need it. Now, come and get your breakfast and 
then you can get dressed for school. Oh yes, I almost 
forgot, I also took all of your underwear, you won't 
need it anymore.

Those short skirts I was forced to wear were bad 
enough, but at least I had had some covering, my much 
too sexy, adult styled panties. Now I was going to be 
flashing my pussy all over the damned town!

I brushed my hair and went to breakfast. It was just as 
uncomfortable as supper had been last night. I wondered 
if I would ever get used to sitting here and feeling 
his eyes on my developing body.

I put my dish in the sink and rushed to the bathroom 
and brushed my teeth, and then I dressed and hurried to 
school. I was in sixth grade at George Bush Elementary 
School. Why do you suppose they would name a school 
after a moron? Oh well.

I saw Kevin at recess. Sometimes when he saw me on the 
school yard he would waive at me. Today he came over 
and told me how much he was looking forward to seeing 
me after school. I blushed so badly it almost hurt. I 
could feel my whole face burning. He just leered at me, 
reached down and flipped up my tiny skirt, and went 
back to his friends.

When I got home from school I went to my room to 
undress. Mom was out back hanging up laundry. We had a 
dryer, but Pug made her hang the laundry outside on 
nice days. He said the clothes smelled better.

I paused at my door. Or rather, I paused where my door 
had once been, and contemplated what my life was 
turning into. I put my books on my desk and undressed. 
It doesn't take long when all you are wearing is a too 
small dress and a pair of shoes. 

Instead of going into the living room to do my homework 
as usual, I sat at my desk. But I had just gotten 
started when Kevin came in. He didn't even knock, just 
walked in and yelled out, "Where is everybody?"

I took a deep breath and stood up. I went to the living 
room and Kevin was already getting undressed. I said, 
"Mom is hanging up laundry. What do you want?"

"You know what I want," he said, "and it looks like 
you're ready to give it to me! You get sexier every 
day, Dani."

That might have been more of a compliment if I weren't 
standing in front of him naked and about to be forced 
to do whatever he wanted.

He finished undressing and his cock was already hard 
and drooling. He sat down and pointed to the floor 
between his legs. I moved over and stood there, hating 
this, but too afraid of Pug to resist. 

Kevin sat up with his face inches from my breasts. He 
put his hand on the inside of my knee and moved it up 
to my pussy as he leaned forward and started kissing 
and licking my breasts. 

"Oh shit! Come on Dani, I can't wait, I'm too fucking 
horny. Get on your knees and suck me."

I saw my mother come in and put down the basket. She 
came over and said, "Kevin, how about if I do that? I 
am older and have had a lot of experience. I am much 
better at it."

Kevin looked up at her and said, "How about if you go 
next? For now you can just stand here so I can play 
with your pussy. Nice shave by the way."

I knelt between Kevin's legs and took his cock into my 
mouth. It was about five inches long, but very skinny. 
Compared to Pug's it was tiny. But I still gagged when 
he forced my head down and it touched the back of my 
throat. 

I could see him forcing a couple of fingers into my 
mother's pussy as I sucked him. He lasted much longer 
than yesterday but it was still over very quickly. I 
gagged again when his cum filled my mouth, but it 
wasn't as bad as yesterday.

I kept sucking until he pushed me away, then he stood 
up and made mom lay on the floor. He knelt between her 
legs for a while, examining her pussy at length. He 
made me lay beside my mother so that he could compare 
our pussies. Then he did a taste test. He leaned 
forward and licked mom's pussy for a minute, and then 
he did it to me. 

I was not prepared for the sensations that overwhelmed 
me as his hot, moist tongue slid through my pussy. It 
beat fingers all to hell! But I couldn't let him know 
that I enjoyed it so I closed my eyes and fought it 
with all of my might. 

He moved back and forth between my mom and me and I 
knew she was enjoying it too because she grabbed my 
hand and squeezed with all of her might just before 
Kevin climbed on top of her and ordered her to put his 
cock in her pussy. Then he started sucking and biting 
her nipples as he fucked her. She continued to squeeze 
my hand, but I couldn't tell if she came or not.

After Kevin came in mom's pussy he collapsed on top of 
her and played with her tits a little more, then he 
rolled off and ordered me to suck him again. 

Mom tried to talk him into letting her do it again, but 
Kevin knew what turned him on. As I got to knees my 
legs were still a little shaky from having my pussy 
eaten. I slowly moved between his splayed legs and 
looked down at his nasty little organ. It was covered 
in slime, really disgusting.

I looked at mom for a second in despair, then leaned 
forward and started licking Kevin's cock and balls and 
his bushy little pubic bush until it was clean. Then, 
as instructed, I took him into my mouth and sucked the 
last few drops out of his cock. 

He was hard again before I could finish and he made me 
keep sucking while he ordered my mother to get down and 
lick his balls. We were ordered to switch off several 
times before he came again, in my mouth again. But it 
seemed like it got a little easier each time. At least 
I didn't gag this time.

Kevin had just had his third orgasm when Pug walked in. 
He looked down, amused at our discomfort and asked 
Kevin if we had given him any trouble.

"No sir," he answered. "They have done everything I 
told them too. Dani is even starting to get better at 
sucking cock."

"Oh yeah? Well, I'll be the judge of that! Gina, get in 
the kitchen and get supper going. Dani, come over hear 
and greet your loving daddy."

Loving daddy my ass! Lusting pervert is more like it. I 
stood up and moved across the room to where he was 
standing in front of his chair, taking off his pants 
and shorts and shoes. He sat down in just a t-shirt and 
mom came in with the mail and his beer, just like he 
wasn't about to molest her daughter!

I was ordered to lick his cock and balls while he went 
through the mail. I was scared enough, remembering from 
yesterday how big that thing was going to get. But as I 
got close I suddenly realized how hard Pug must work 
for a living. Jesus H. Christ he stank! The smell of 
body odor was overpowering. I gasped and pulled back 
quickly. He smiled back at me and said, "Don't worry, a 
little airing out, and a little tongue bath, and you 
won't even notice it."

I took a deep breath and leaned forward and started 
licking desperately, trying to breath through my mouth 
as much as possible. By the time I had cleaned his 
balls his cock was standing straight up and I licked it 
all over as well. He was right, after I was done it 
wasn't as bad, or I was used to it. I am not sure 
which. 

Kevin had come close to watch and as he watched he was 
playing with my boob. Most of the time it felt pretty 
good, but sometimes he started getting carried away and 
it would hurt. I gasped in pain a couple of times and 
Pug said, "Better get used to that, girl. I got some 
friends that like that kind of thing."

I heard my mother groan as if she had been slapped when 
he said that. I remembered how she had looked when she 
had come home a little over a week ago. I think now 
that I knew what she had been doing.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay. I know you can't suck 
cock like your mom can, but let's see if you have 
gotten any better than you were yesterday."

I took Pug's cock in my hand and pulled it down to my 
mouth and forced my head down over it. As I did I felt 
Kevin's hand moving slowly over my slit. I was almost 
grateful for the distraction.

Pug pushed my head down as far as he could and then 
started moving it up and down for several strokes. "You 
see that?" he asked. "That's what you do, just keep 
doing that and moving your hand up and down at the same 
time."

I tried very hard to please him; I had seen what 
happens when you don't. I doubt if I got more than two 
or two and a half inches of his cock into my tiny 
mouth. But he looked down at my struggles and said, 
"Damn Dani, you sure are beautiful with a cock in your 
mouth!"

After what seemed like all evening of working on his 
cock he was breathing hard when he said, "Okay, faster 
now, I am getting ready to cum. Don't you spill a 
fucking drop, you stupid bitch, or I will bust your ass 
wide open!"

I was terrified already, that made it so much worse. My 
hand already was so tired I thought that it was going 
to drop off but I forced myself to move it faster, up 
and down his huge, throbbing cock. I knew it was 
starting when his butt came up off the chair and he 
grabbed my head and started huffing and puffing. It was 
impossible to swallow it all. I tried so hard. I 
swallowed and swallowed but still it spewed out of my 
nose and squirted out from between my lips and his 
cock. Squirt after squirt, I couldn't believe it. 
Sucking off Kevin had not prepared me for this!

He finally relaxed back onto his chair and opened his 
eyes. He looked down sternly at his crotch and the 
trails of cum sprayed here and there around it. "What 
did I tell you Dani?"

"I tried so hard sir," I sobbed. "I had no idea it was 
going to be so much. I did Kevin with no trouble. I 
thought I could do it. Please sir, I tried so hard."

"I'll make you a deal," he said, sounding like he 
really thought he should beat me but maybe he could cut 
me a little slack my first time. "You get down there 
and lick that all up and get me nice and clean and I'll 
let it go this time. But just this time because it is 
your first time! Okay?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir." What else could I say?

I leaned forward and cleaned his entire crotch 
thoroughly while he looked down in amusement. I had 
been so scared I forgot all about Kevin, who now had 
two fingers half way in my pussy and sawing in and out. 
It actually felt kind of nice.

Mom finally came in to tell us that supper was ready. 
She looked down at me with my face still in Pug's 
crotch and I saw the tears in her eyes. It just made me 
mad. She knew how wrong it was but she didn't do 
anything. No, that isn't true, she did do something. 
She helped him.

Kevin went home and we ate supper. I had to get back to 
my homework, which I had only just started when Kevin 
came over after school. It was late when I finally 
finished and I just curled up and cried myself to 
sleep.

I had to suck Pug off again the next day and I wasn't 
able to swallow it all again. This time he put me over 
his lap and for the first time I got one of those 
violent spankings. I was screaming by the time he 
finished. Then I had to stand in the corner. Sitting 
down to supper that day was pretty unpleasant. But the 
next day I didn't spill a drop. 

"See," Pug said, patiently. "Women just need a little 
discipline to behave right."

Each day was just a little different. Kevin couldn't 
keep up the pace and slowed down to two orgasms a 
visit, sometimes only one. But he always spent a little 
time playing with our bodies. He had become quite fond 
of eating pussy and he was getting good at it. 

After a few days Pug gave him some pointers and I had 
my very first orgasm. It didn't make everything worth 
while, but it was nice.

On Thursday, Pug told Kevin he couldn't come over 
Friday after school because we had to go somewhere. I 
thought, "Great, a day off!" Boy am I stupid!

On Friday Pug got home and mom and I were showered and 
waiting for him to tell us what to wear. He picked out 
something for mom first, then he took me to my room and 
picked out one of those slutty dresses I had been 
forced to try on in front of those perverts in the 
store.

I don't think it was really a dress. I think it was a 
very short, very thin, very lacy slip. I hoped we were 
going somewhere dark.

I put the slip on and stepped out into the living room 
and saw what mom was wearing. It was like one of those 
little crocheted table cloths that my grandmother used 
to have on her tables. There was just enough thread so 
that you could see a pattern, but she might as well be 
naked. She was pleading with Pug as I came into the 
room. I missed most of it but I heard her say, "please 
Pug. She's much too young, you know she is." 

I didn't know what it was that I was too young for, but 
I could hear the despair and the fear in her voice and 
it did nothing to make me feel better about leaving the 
house.

It was early still. The sun hadn't set and there were 
people outside. More than a few seemed to take note of 
our outfits. But of course, nobody would say anything. 
After all, it wasn't any of there business.

We didn't go far. About ten minutes later we pulled up 
in front of a house and we all got out as if we had 
clothes on. We went to the door and as we were climbing 
the front steps the door opened and the weirdo that had 
been my last babysitter invited us in with a big leer.

I looked around nervously as we went in. The house 
could have used a good cleaning. When we got into the 
living room I saw two more men that I had never seen 
before. One of them had a small digital movie camera 
and was already filming as we entered. 

Pug said, "Gentlemen, you remember the limits?"

They all assured him that they did. Then the cameras 
focused on my mother as she undressed without even 
being asked. Then she moved behind me and whispered in 
my ear, "Sorry baby, I don't have a choice." Then she 
pulled my slip up and over my head and tossed it aside.

"Of course you have a choice, you silly bitch!" I 
thought. "Have you never heard of 911?" But then again, 
I hadn't called it either, had I?

The men were all over us. Kissing us and feeling us up 
and putting their fingers in us, though in my case they 
were being careful not to go too deep. I saw Pug take 
over the camera and the camera man started undressing. 
Then the other two men started taking their clothes 
off. 

In moments mom and I were on our knees with cocks in 
out mouths and apparently the limits were pretty free, 
because a guy was trying his damnedest to put his cock 
down my throat, just like the guy beside him was doing 
to my mother. And much to my surprise, and my extreme 
discomfort, after several painful minutes he finally 
forced himself in past my bodies resistance and I 
suddenly had a cock down my throat and a camera in my 
face. It was horrible, but I was grateful that it 
wasn't Pug. At least this guy had a smaller cock.

While we were sucking off the first two men another man 
showed up. He turned out to be the last of the gang. 
For the next almost seven hours, we sucked, and my 
mother fucked all five of them, over and over and over. 
They all fucked my mother and three of them fucked her 
in the ass. Something she was obviously not fond of. 
And every time she got fucked I had another cock to 
suck clean.

And when they couldn't get it up any more they toyed 
with us. They made us masturbate. They really couldn't 
believe that I didn't even know how. They made us hold 
their soft cocks in their mouths while they sat around 
resting. I learned all about analingus. Not something I 
enjoyed learning.  They took turns taking me to the 
bathroom when they had to pee so that I could hold 
their cocks for them while they peed. And then I had to 
suck them clean again.

And always I had hands all over me. My nipples were 
sore, my pussy was sore, my asshole was sore, and I 
didn't even have sex! But mostly my mouth was sore. My 
jaw hurt. My tongue was sore. My neck hurt from being 
kept in unnatural positions.

But it was worse for my mother. They were so mean to 
her. From shortly after it started until nobody could 
do it any longer there were men attacking her with 
cocks as if they were weapons. They put their cocks in 
her one right after the other, and sometimes all at 
once. At least three times three of them were in her at 
once and she had to play with the fourth with her hand 
while the other three raped her. And Pug just kept 
filming. 

Finally everyone had enough at just a little before one 
AM. I got a warm washcloth from the bathroom and washed 
her off and soothed her sore body. Then I helped her on 
with her covering, I hesitate to call it a dress, and 
helped her out to the car. 

I got in the back and we waited for Pug to come out and 
drive us home. While we were waiting I asked, "Why? Why 
do you let them do this to you…..to us?"

At first I didn't think she heard me. She didn't answer 
for a long time. Then she said, "There is something 
wrong with me. Something deep inside that craves this. 
I know it is sick, but I can't help it. I waited half 
my life for Pug. I did not intend for you to be a part 
of the deal, but I can't stop it. I am not even sure I 
want to. He loves humiliating you as much as he loves 
humiliating me. And whatever makes him happy makes me 
happy. I am sorry baby, I can't help it. If you are 
waiting for me to call 911, well, it ain't gonna 
happen." For a minute there I was wondering if she had 
read my mind.

Pug came out then and we were quiet. I didn't have 
anything more to say to her anyway. 

We went home and they went into their room. I had to 
take a shower and brush my teeth. I reeked of cum. Now 
I knew what that smell was on my mother when she came 
home from those parties.

The next day was Saturday and I slept late. I was 
exhausted. Kevin came to the door just before noon and 
I let him in. Pug and mom were just finishing up 
breakfast in the kitchen. Kevin said hello to Pug and 
said, "I was feeling kind of horny since I missed out 
on getting sucked off yesterday. Is it okay if I play 
around with Dani today?"

Pug smiled at him and said, "I think I can go you one 
better than that. I decided that today would be a good 
day to pop her cherry. We could have used her last 
night. So I am going to fuck her in a few minutes. 
After that you can fuck her as much as you want, unless 
you would rather get a blowjob. Whatever."

The blood drained out of my face and I fell to my knees 
in the living room. I wouldn't even be twelve for 
almost two more months. I didn't want to get fucked. I 
certainly didn't want to get fucked by that big cock 
hanging off of that Neanderthal I had thought was going 
to be my father and turned out to be my resident 
rapist. But of course, what I wanted was of no 
consequence.

"Can I watch?" Kevin asked breathlessly. The idea of 
Pug popping my cherry obviously had a lot of appeal for 
him. 

"Hell boy, you can watch and you can have seconds. How 
does that sound?" Pug asked.

"Um, can I get a blowjob first? I am so fucking horny 
right now that if I was to fuck Dani it would be like 
two strokes. I was getting used to getting off two or 
three times a day."

"Sure boy," Pug said, magnanimously. "After last night 
she should be an expert. She sucked about a mile of 
cock last night. Let's see how she does."

Kevin got undressed and sat down and I didn't wait to 
be told. I dropped to my knees between his legs and 
started sucking his already hard cock. I guess he 
wasn't lying; he came in less than a minute. I started 
to pull back after I swallowed his cum but he slapped 
my head and said, "Again, bitch."

I head Pug chuckle and I started sucking again. This 
time he lasted all of three of four minutes. A real 
fucking superman! I swallowed again and then I sat up 
and waited for whatever was next. 

Pug ordered me to go get a towel and I got up and got 
it and brought it back to the living room. When I got 
back he was undressed and after I spread the towel out 
on the carpet he made me suck on his cock for a few 
minutes. Then he pulled out and ordered me to lie on 
the towel. 

When I was in position he got between my legs and 
started eating me out. I enjoyed being eaten, but I 
knew what was coming next and I couldn't really relax 
and enjoy it. 

Before long he was satisfied that I was wet and loose 
and he moved his large frame up over my little body. I 
felt his cock rubbing back and forth over my tight 
little hole and I was terrified. He was raised up on 
his arms staring down at me, watching me as he caressed 
me with his cock. 

"Gina!" he called out to my mother. "Get your ass over 
here."

I saw my mother hurry over and kneel down beside us. 

Pug said, "I want you to hold your daughter's hand with 
one hand, and with the other I want you to reach under 
me and put my cock in her nice, tight, hot cunt."

I looked at my mother for a second and the look on her 
face disgusted me. She was actually excited! I turned 
away and closed my eyes and waited for it.

I didn't fight when she took hold of my hand. I felt 
her other hand between me and Pug, moving his cock 
around, lining it up. Then I felt the pressure as he 
forced it between the lips of my virgin pussy. I would 
really have preferred that it be Kevin leaning over me 
right now, with his little skinny dick.

I gasped when the head of Pug's cock popped past the 
initial resistance and entered my tight little pussy. 
He paused for a second and then he ordered me to look 
at him. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. The 
expression on his face was sickening. I was just some 
small animal he was about to devour. My life was of no 
importance beyond the pleasure it could bring to him. 

As our eyes locked he started slowly moving his cock 
into me. At first it was just a feeling of being 
stretched too far. I thought for sure he was going to 
tear me open. And I don't mean my hymen. But he just 
kept forcing his cock into me and finally stopped when 
the head of his cock hit my hymen. I felt it stretch as 
he pressed against it. He was playing with me. I could 
see in his eyes how much fun it was to torture me this 
way. And there was no sudden thrust, breaking through 
and tearing my virginity to shreds. No, that would have 
been too easy. He pushed slowly, testing the limits of 
my tender flesh until it finally tore away before the 
head of his cock, and then he was all the way in. 

I screamed, just a little, in pain, when he tore me. 
And he grinned. He didn't pause for a second. He knew 
how much pain I was in, how much pain he was causing 
me, and he started fucking me, raping me, attacking me 
with his cock. He had waited a long time for this. He 
had known since I was nine that he was going to rape 
me. Now it was finally happening and it was just as 
exciting as he knew it would be. Even after all the sex 
from last night, he came in less than five minutes, 
thankfully. 

I was in terrible pain. I knew it was supposed to hurt. 
I just didn't know it was supposed to hurt this bad. He 
finally came in my belly and then he kissed me. Not a 
kiss of affection, or love, or even like. A kiss that 
said, "Fuck you bitch, you belong to me." The look in 
his eyes was like hate. And all I had ever done was 
love him like a father.

He finally got off of me and I saw that my mother was 
right there. Still holding my hand and I didn't even 
realize it. When Pug stood up she took his cum and 
blood covered cock into her mouth and swallowed it. 
While mom was sucking Pug's clock clean Pug turned to 
Kevin and said, "Okay boy, you can fuck her now. Any 
time you want from now on."

I screamed as Kevin jumped on me and forced his little 
cock into my bruised pussy. It hurt so much. But I was 
beginning to think that Kevin would never last more 
than five minutes. No matter how many orgasms he had, 
he never lasted more than five minutes. 

But the excitement of watching me get raped by Pug had 
him on edge I guess and he only lasted a couple of 
minutes. He came and collapsed on top of me. I was 
dying to go to the bathroom but I had to wait several 
minutes for Kevin to get up and go to mom for a good 
cock cleaning. Then I struggled to my feet and limped 
to the bathroom holding my stomach. I felt like I had 
been punched in the stomach, and I guess I had.

I made it to the bathroom and collapsed onto the 
toilet. I let the cum drain down into the toilet for a 
long time. 

I sat there long after it stopped, in too much pain to 
stand up. I should have stood up sooner. I saw movement 
and Kevin was standing in the doorway smiling at me. He 
was still naked. He walked over in front of me. I was 
bent over trying to ease the pain in my stomach.

I guess I had been in there longer than I thought 
because he walked up to me and picked my head up by my 
hair and put his slimy cock to my lips. It was 
immediately obvious that while I was in here he had 
fucked my mother. Now I found myself sucking his cock 
clean. Then he pulled out of my mouth and just stood 
there, looking down at me. I didn't know what was going 
on until I felt his piss running over my legs and down 
to my crotch. I quickly spread my legs as wide as I 
could and screamed at him. He just laughed and 
continued until he was finished. Then he pulled my head 
back down and I licked the end of his cock clean. 

When he was satisfied he released his grip on my hair 
and my head dropped back down. I was sobbing loudly, 
overwhelmed by despair, and with disgust. After a while 
I looked up when I heard someone else at the door. It 
was Pug. 

He came in and asked me what was wrong in that phony, 
"I really care" voice. I was crying so hard I had 
trouble talking. In fact, I doubt if I made any sense 
at all. But since he really didn't care, it didn't 
matter. He wasn't there to comfort me. Instead, I felt 
another hot stream of piss flowing over my thighs and 
accumulating at my crotch before draining down into the 
toilet. 

I looked up at him and saw the look of pleasure on his 
face and I felt so helpless. The last few squirts of 
piss out of his cock landed right on my breasts. Then 
he wiped his cock on my face and said, "Get yourself 
together you stupid cunt. It's just a little piss for 
Christ's sake. Clean up this mess and take a quick 
shower and get back out there. You have fifteen 
minutes. Trust me; you don't want to be getting out 
there in sixteen minutes."

I wanted to curl up in a little ball and cry. Instead, 
I wiped my legs and my stomach and chest off with 
toilet paper. Then I got on my hands and knees and 
cleaned up the toilet and the floor with paper towels. 
Lastly I took a very quick shower and dried off 
hurriedly. I didn't look at the clock when Pug had left 
so I didn't know if I was late or not.

I limped back into the living room just in time to see 
my mother on her hands and knees eating Kevin's ass 
out. Pug made me drop to my knees and crawl across the 
room to his seat and provide him with that same 
service.

I ate out his nasty ass; he hadn't bathed since before 
he went to work on Friday morning, to the best of my 
knowledge. I licked and sucked and burrowed my tongue 
into him for long enough that I developed a terrible 
crick in my neck. Then he reached down and pulled my 
head up by my hair and I sucked him off again. This 
time he wasn't satisfied with three inches either. Not 
after last night. He eventually forced his entire cock 
into my mouth and throat and then let me go to continue 
on my own. It was so hard, it hurt so much. I knelt 
there forcing my lips down to the base of his cock and 
all I could think was, "I'm just a little girl, why 
does he hate me so much?"

Finally he came in my mouth and throat and I held his 
softening cock in my mouth until he pushed me away. I 
just curled up in a ball and cried quietly.

After a while my mother came over and helped me to my 
feet and put me to bed. It was early afternoon but I 
was tired and in a lot of pain.

I stayed in bed until Sunday morning. Mom had brought 
me in some milk and sandwiches, but the idea of 
swallowing anything, as sore as my throat was, well, I 
couldn't face it. Besides, I wasn't hungry. 

On Sunday morning I got up and took a shower. I dried 
off and went back to my room and tried to do my 
homework just to take my mind off of my life. I tried 
to beg off when lunch was ready but Pug ordered me to 
come out to lunch. My mother sprayed a sore throat 
spray into my mouth and that helped a little. It didn't 
do anything for the pain in my heart though.

I ate a tuna salad sandwich and some potato salad. Then 
I waited for everyone to finish so I could clean up. 
Pug was apparently sated because he ignored me. I 
cleaned up the kitchen after he got up and then I went 
back to my room to finish my homework. 

I didn't feel like looking at either of them, or being 
with them, or watching TV, so when I finished my 
homework I just lay down on my bed and stared at the 
ceiling and tried not to think.

I was still there when they went to bed at their usual 
time. Pug came into my room and looked down at me, 
lying naked across my bed. But he didn't say anything, 
and he didn't touch me. He stood there for a moment and 
then he left the room. It took a few minutes for my 
heart rate to return to normal. Then I just zoned out 
until I eventually went to sleep. 

My mother woke me up the next morning and I took a 
quick shower and went in for breakfast. Then I got 
ready for school and grabbed my books and left.

As I was walking up our street I heard someone behind 
me. It was Kevin. He said, "I couldn't come over and 
fuck you yesterday. My parents think I am spending too 
much time with you. So I'm horny as hell. Come with 
me."

He led me off the sidewalk and into a wooded lot. He 
found a place that was out of the way and ordered me to 
suck him off. I dropped to my knees and pulled his cock 
out and sucked him off quickly. As soon as I finished 
he turned and walked away. I spent the entire rest of 
the day tasting his cum. I rinsed my mouth out at 
recess, and again at lunch time. I just couldn't seem 
to get rid of the taste.

I walked home after school and as soon as I had 
undressed I brushed my teeth. Then I sat at my desk to 
try to do some homework. I didn't get far before my 
mother came and got me and brought me out to help her 
amuse Kevin. I sucked Kevin for a few minutes then he 
made me stretch out on the floor. He got on top of me 
and made mom put his cock in my dry, sore pussy. She 
told him that I was dry and needed some lubrication and 
I saw him grin and get back up.

"Alright Gina," he said, "get down there and lube her 
up for me." 

I suppose he thought one or both of us would freak out 
at that, but I was beyond caring as she dipped down and 
licked my pussy a few times to get it moist.

Kevin got back on top of me and I felt mom guiding his 
cock into my pussy. It wasn't so bad today. I was 
thankful it was him and not Pug. He fucked me quickly 
and stood up and made me clean him off. Then he had to 
leave. 

I went back to the bathroom and cleaned up and then 
went back to my homework.

Supper went pretty much as usual and since my homework 
was done I was told that I was spending too much time 
alone in my room and told to join them for a little TV. 

Pug pulled me onto his lap and ordered mom to start the 
DVD in the DVD player. I sat there with Pug's hands 
molesting my body and the TV came to life. It was the 
movie they made Friday night when we went to that 
creepy babysitter's house and we did all that fucking 
and sucking. 

I didn't want to watch, but Pug kept an eye on me to 
make sure I watched it all. It was really disgusting. I 
was appalled at the number of cocks that came in my 
mouth that night. I knew it had been a lot, but now I 
was able to sit back and keep track I was shocked. Mom 
had it a lot worse of course, since they all fucked her 
over and over. But she was more used to it.

I expected that Pug would want to put me to work on 
that large cock I felt throbbing under my ass. But 
something new was being added to my schedule tonight. I 
was sent to bed at nine o'clock.  Fifteen minutes later 
a shadow blocked out the light in my darkened room and 
a man came in and got in bed with me. I thought it was 
Pug. But it wasn't. It was one of the men from the 
party Friday night. He pulled his pants down and made 
me suck him, then he fucked me and then I cleaned him 
in the usual manner. Then he left. 

I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. Then I 
looked for a clean set of sheets. Mine were wet and 
messy. Mom came back to where I was digging around in 
the linen closet and just shook her head and led me 
back to my room. Apparently I was to sleep in the wet 
spot. 

Every night that week, except for Friday, one of the 
men from that party showed up after I went to bed and 
fucked me. On Friday we went back to that house for 
another party, only this time I was a full participant. 
The following week was a repeat except that this time 
the party was at our house. They all showed up around 
six PM and mom and I were put to work sucking, but not 
bringing to climax, the four men and Pug. They all took 
turns holding the camera. After a half hour of teasing 
them with our mouths Pug and one of the others went 
down into the basement and came up with a padded bench. 

I didn't even have time to get worried before I was 
stretched out on the bench and my arms and legs were 
strapped to the legs. I did get worried when Pug moved 
behind me and started working a finger into my ass. It 
hurt like hell and he was only using moisture from my 
pussy for lube. Eventually one of them handed him a 
tube of lubricant and he started lubing me up and 
forcing more and more fingers up my ass. When he was 
satisfied that I was ready one of them stood by my head 
in case I started screaming too loud and Pug began 
forcing his cock into me. I did scream. But it wasn't 
loud enough to attract attention so they let me scream, 
they enjoyed the sound of it.

I thought surely I had been torn by the time Pug 
finished brutally fucking my ass. But I knew it wasn't 
over. The other four men all took a turn at fucking my 
ass. And each in turn went to my mouth to be cleaned 
off. Mom had an easy night. Her only job was to clean 
my ass up between fucks and stay out of the way. They 
thought about making her do the camera work but they 
liked the shots of her eating their cum from my ass so 
they let her keep doing that instead.

Thankfully they only went around once. They finally let 
me up and I staggered back to the bathroom with my 
mother's help. I fell onto the toilet and listened as 
the cum from five men drained out of my ass. Mom handed 
me a suppository and told me to put it in when I was 
done draining. She said it would shrink my tissue back 
up and take away some of the pain. I saw them, while I 
was sitting on the toilet, carry the bench into my 
bedroom and put it against the wall.

I finally stopped draining and wiped myself with a 
moist towelette. I put the suppository in and before 
long it did seem to help a little. I finally made it to 
my bed. As I was crossing the hall I looked down 
towards the living room and saw that mom wasn't having 
such an easy night after all. She was on the living 
room floor getting fucked by three men.

Mom had told me to go to bed when I was done in the 
bathroom and I was glad to obey that order.

The next day was Saturday. I slept late, my body was 
worn out. I awoke to find Kevin in my room looking down 
at me.

"I hear you learned a new trick," he said. "Get up, 
let's see it."

I stood up and he made me pull the bench away from the 
wall. I told him I had to pee and asked him to give me 
enough time to go to the bathroom first, but he just 
turned me around and put me down on the bench. He 
didn't use lube, or loosen me up first. But his dick is 
still pretty skinny and I still had the cream from the 
melted suppository in my butt so it wasn't so bad. The 
bad part was when he made me clean him afterwards. That 
stuff tasted awful. As soon as he let me I ran for the 
bathroom and just made it. 

Kevin followed me in and made me spread my legs and he 
watched curiously as I peed. I tried to ignore him. I 
wiped up and washed my hands and brushed my teeth and 
then went to the kitchen. 

Mom and Pug had slept late too and I wondered how Kevin 
got in. I put the coffee on for them and made toast and 
bacon and put them in the oven. Then I ate my cereal 
and cleaned up after myself. Finally I was finished and 
Kevin took me back to my room and undressed. He wanted 
to fuck my pussy this time. 

He pushed me onto the bed and looked at me while he 
undressed. Maybe it was just a coincidence, but my 
breasts had been growing like crazy in the last few 
weeks. I had gone from 'not quite and A' to a full B 
cup in not much more than a month. And people were 
noticing. 

Kevin got on top of me and started fucking, more slowly 
this time, more like Pug had tried to teach him. It 
actually felt kind of nice, though I was in no danger 
of having an orgasm. While he was pumping away Pug 
stopped in and said good morning. I told him that the 
coffee and toast and bacon were ready and he left me to 
satisfy Kevin the insatiable. 

Kevin didn't seem to mind the interruptions in the 
least; he didn't even pause as I spoke to Pug. He 
started picking up the pace after a while and he 
finally came. When he rolled off of me I cleaned him 
and then he got dressed and we went out to the kitchen. 

This was pretty much my life for the next few months. I 
fucked Kevin and Pug every day. I fucked somebody every 
night after I went to bed. Usually it was one of the 
four men from the party, but sometimes it was a 
stranger. 

I finally found out who the four men that we were 
always fucking were. They worked for Pug in his 
business down at the docks. Apparently mom and I were 
just one of the perks of the job.

I turned twelve and my present was a few more items of 
outlandish slut clothing from that place where Pug 
always took us shopping. My party was Pug and Kevin and 
Pug's four employees fucking me all night long. Mom did 
the filming this time.

Something else was added at this party. Kevin, who used 
to be my friend, held my mouth over his cock and pissed 
right down my throat. The other men just laughed and 
cheered him on. 

It was horrible and I just barely made it to the 
bathroom before I puked my guts out. By the time my 
birthday party had ended at almost two in the morning, 
every one of them had pissed down my throat. It took 
three of them to hold me down for the last three. I 
knew I would suffer later for resisting. But I couldn't 
imagine anything worse that what they were doing to me.

When they were all through fucking me and pissing in my 
mouth they got dressed and left. I collapsed on the 
floor of the living room in a nearly catatonic state. I 
couldn't take this anymore. Every day it gets a little 
worse. I don't know how long I would have stayed like 
that if my most recent belly full of urine wasn't about 
to come back up. I rushed down the hall and hugged the 
toilet yet again. 

After I had emptied my stomach I brushed my teeth and 
then took a quick shower. Then I brushed my teeth again 
with a new tooth brush and finally I staggered to bed.

I was left alone the next day. Even Kevin stayed away. 
Then on Monday things got back to normal. Well, normal 
for me. 

This was the last week of school before summer 
vacation. There had been a slight dip in my grades when 
the sexcapades started earlier this year. But then I 
started using school and schoolwork as an escape from 
what my life had become and I graduated at the top of 
my class.

As a reward for being such a good student I was taken 
to a strange club outside of town. On Saturday 
afternoon my mother and I were put in the car and 
blindfolded. We were driven to a club, a drive of 
nearly an hour. When the car stopped and we were 
allowed to take off the blindfolds we were parked in 
front of what looked like a run down old barn. 

The parking lot was full of cars but I didn't see any 
people anywhere and there were no other buildings 
around. Pug led us to the door and we went in. The 
inside of the barn had been remodeled and there was a 
bar and a theater with a raised stage and several other 
rooms I didn't see. 

Mom and I were led into an office and we had to sign 
some forms. We weren't even allowed to read them first. 
Then we were taken to a large room where everyone was 
apparently waiting for us. We were taken to the front 
of the large room and introduced as a mother and her 
twelve year old daughter who would be posing for them 
for as long as they liked. 

There seemed to be about twenty or thirty people there. 
They were mostly men, but I saw a half a dozen women in 
the audience too. I also saw a couple of teenage boys. 
Everyone seemed to be holding a camera and they all 
gathered around and started snapping a few 'before' 
pictures. 

Then the directions started flooding in. I was ordered 
to undress my mother and then she returned the favor. 
Then we posed for more than an hour before people from 
the audience started posing with us. I was almost 
grateful for the "parties" with Pug and his employees. 
If I had not been subjected to a couple of six or seven 
hour orgies this would have been much harder to take. 
They just kept coming, all afternoon. They came one at 
a time at first, then in pairs and the occasional 
threesome. I was treated to a family gathering with the 
two teenage boys and their father. A lot of the people 
in the audience wanted pictures of that.

Even mom was exhausted when they finally let us get 
cleaned up and dress. They had a locker room and shower 
area and we were left alone to take long hot showers. 
We dried off and collapsed on a bench against the wall 
and rested for a moment. 

I turned to my mother and asked, "Is this really how 
you want to live your life? Is this really the way you 
believe your twelve year old daughter should be forced 
to live?"

Mom turned her head in my direction, but didn't say 
anything. She stared at me for a moment, then stood up 
and started getting dressed. 

I slipped my tiny dress over my head and followed her 
back out to the lobby area. As we approached I saw Pug 
shaking the hand of some guy in a suit and I heard the 
suit guy say, "Great, see you next week!"

We were finally taken back out to the car and 
blindfolded for the trip home. I was so worn out I fell 
asleep on the ride home. I was nudged awake and 
realized that the car was stopped and turned off. I 
pulled the blindfold off and saw that I was home. I 
went inside and undressed and went to bed. It was only 
a little after eight and I was a little hungry, but 
mostly I was exhausted and I just wanted to sleep.

I was up early the next morning and started breakfast 
for Pug and my mother. Then I ate my cereal and cleaned 
up. I was at a loss then. I had relied on school and my 
schoolwork as a refuge from what my life had become. 
Now I was available to abuse twenty-four hours a day.

Speaking of abuse, I heard a noise and looked up to see 
Kevin coming in the front door. He asked me if I had a 
good time yesterday. 

"Yes, Kevin, I had a ball. I was humiliated and raped 
by twenty-five people and it was all captured on film, 
what blast!"

Kevin smiled at my sarcastic response and took his 
clothes off. He ordered me on to my hands and knees and 
he knelt behind me and started slowly fucking me. 

While he fucked me I was ordered to tell him in detail 
about what I had to do yesterday. He found it a lot 
more exciting than I had. He came once and just kept 
his semi hard cock in me while I kept talking. He was 
soon hard again and fucked me yet again. I was noticing 
that he was starting to build up his stamina. He 
probably could have gotten me excited if I didn't hate 
him so much.

I hadn't finished relating the details from yesterday, 
so he kept his cock in me still while I continued. My 
mother and Pug were eating breakfast now and watching 
Kevin and me in the living room. As I got to the part 
of my story where I had the two teenage boys and their 
father Kevin got hard again and started fucking me 
again. 

I finally finished my story, or as much as I could 
remember of it and Kevin finally came for a third time. 
I sucked him clean and started to get up and go back to 
my bathroom and clean up. Kevin stopped me and made me 
kneel in front of him with my legs spread wide. He 
watched his cum drooling out of me for a while and then 
he ordered me to scoop it up and eat it. I heard Pug 
chuckle in the kitchen and say, "Damn, I like the way 
that kid thinks!"

I was less impressed. I remember when Kevin was a nice 
kid, a friend. Now he was a predator who thought only 
with his skinny little dick. 

I was finally allowed to go clean up. I was grateful to 
see that my mother was on her knees sucking on Pug's 
cock. That was at least one load I wouldn't have to 
handle.

I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, but 
most of Kevin's cum had already drained out of me and I 
had been forced to eat it. I used some toilet paper and 
then a couple of moist towelettes and finally washed my 
hands and rinsed my mouth out.

When I got back to the living room mom was on her knees 
between Pug and Kevin and I just stayed out of the way 
hoping I would be left alone. But Pug saw me come in 
and he ordered me to kneel beside him as he fucked my 
mother and reach around behind him and play with his 
balls while he fucked her. 

He came soon after that and while mom concentrated on 
trying to suck Kevin to a fourth orgasm I was forced to 
suck Pug clean. Then he put me on my back on the floor 
and with his strong hands he physically placed me with 
my head between my mother's thighs. I looked up at 
mom's red, swollen pussy, dripping Pug's cum and her 
juices inches from my face. I saw her pussy getting 
closer and closer to my face and I realized that Pug 
must be pushing down on her, forcing her pussy into 
contact with my mouth. 

I knew what he wanted. There was no point in resisting. 
I started licking her thighs and then her entire pubic 
area, finally narrowing down the area of concentration 
to her sloppy, freshly fucked pussy. I suppose I should 
have been really grossed out. But after all the nasty 
things I have had in my mouth lately, well, this was 
just more of the same.

I licked her clean and sucked Pug's cum out of her 
pussy and I could tell she was getting turned on. I 
don't know why I did it. Pleasing my mother was not 
high on my priority list right now. But I saw that she 
was getting turned on and I reached my tongue up and 
began tickling her clit and then sucking on it while 
she came, moaning around Kevin's cock which set him 
off. 

Pug made her clean up Kevin and then lick my face 
clean. Then she was ordered to return the favor and eat 
my pussy. I had been fucked a lot lately, but I wasn't 
enjoying it and I could not remember the last time I 
had an orgasm. The guys sat down and watched as my 
mother moved between my thighs and started licking and 
sucking on my pussy. 

I didn't want to cum. I didn't want them to have that 
power over me. But there is only so much a girl can 
take. They made her keep going until I had three 
orgasms, each more earth shaking than the previous one. 

As I was relaxing, with my eyes closed, after that 
third orgasm, Pug pulled mom out of the way and climbed 
on top of me. He fucked me long and hard, and it is the 
first time that I remembered enjoying being fucked. By 
the time he climbed up my chest and forced his slimy 
cock into my mouth I was as limp as a rag.

At last, everyone's sexual appetites were sated. I 
looked outside. It was a bright sunny summer day. It 
suddenly occurred to me that I had not been outside to 
play, or just to go for a walk or a bike ride in a 
year! Instead I had been inside being ridden whenever I 
had free time.

I asked Pug if I could go for a bike ride. Just by 
myself, just to relax for a little while. He was 
satisfied and said as long as I was home by supper he 
didn't care. I jumped up and went to my room to get 
dressed. That was when I ran into my first problem. The 
only clothes I owned now were short skirts and dresses, 
very short. I put on a dress and went out to the 
garage. 

My bike had been gathering dust since we moved in with 
Pug. The tires were flat and it took me half an hour to 
get them inflated. I finally got up on the seat, tucked 
as much of my skirt as I could between me and the seat 
to try to keep my pussy covered.

I took off down the street but I couldn't keep my skirt 
from billowing up and exposing me so after only a block 
I gave up and got off and pushed my bike to the park 
down the street. 

I leaned my bike up against a tree and sat under a tree 
and just enjoyed the idea that, for the next few 
minutes I didn't have to worry about someone raping me.

I saw other kids playing, kids my age. All of them 
still virgins, living in normal homes, excited about 
being out of school for the summer. They probably had 
boyfriends and girlfriends and might even be 
daydreaming about someday having sex.

A boy about my age came over to talk to me. We hadn't 
met. He said hello and asked me my name. I told him and 
he asked if he could sit down. We talked for a long 
time about school and the weather and everything but 
sex. It was kind of fun. The only embarrassing part was 
when we were leaving and he was going to walk me home. 
He reached down to help me up and there was no way to 
get up without baring my pussy in that tiny skirt.

He blushed and looked away when he saw my skirt pull up 
and my naked slit came into view. For some reason his 
reaction turned me on. But he didn't say anything, and 
I couldn't. 

He walked me back up the street to my house and before 
I went in I told him that he couldn't come to my house 
my parents were kind of weird. 

He asked me if I would be going back to the park. I 
told him that I would try to go back but I don't get to 
go out much. We stood in front of my house for a few 
minutes talking and then I said goodbye and pushed my 
bike back into the garage and put it away.

When I got inside Pug asked me how it went. I told him 
I couldn't ride my bike, my skirts were too short. He 
smiled and told me there was no such thing as a skirt 
that was too short. He asked me about my friend and I 
told him all about the boy I met in the park. I didn't 
want to. Pug would screw up anything if he had the 
chance.

I went to my room and undressed. I read for a while, 
until supper. Pug left me alone the rest of the day and 
I went to bed at my usual time.

Pug woke me early from a sound sleep and told me to get 
dressed; I was going to work with him today. I took a 
quick shower and dressed and hurried out to the 
kitchen. I had a quick bowl of cereal and followed him 
out to the car. 

At first I was upset, I was hoping for a nice quiet day 
at home, but then I thought of Kevin and realized that 
it probably wouldn't have been so quiet.

I had never been to my dad's business before. It was a 
huge warehouse right on the docks. There were big 
trucks coming and going all day long and stuff being 
moved around on forklifts and I wondered how it was 
possible to know where anything was. 

I was put to work answering the phones. Mostly I just 
answered it and then told Pug who was calling but by 
the end of the day I was finding out how to answer some 
of the easier questions the callers had. It was 
actually kind of fun. Except that every once in a while 
I had to go into the back room with someone and suck 
them or fuck them. Usually it was one of the usual 
four, but sometimes it was someone I hadn't seen 
before. At least they didn't all come at me at once. I 
even had an orgasm once!

On the way home Pug actually complimented me on my good 
work! 

When we walked into the house it was obvious that mom 
had not gotten off as easily as I had. She looked 
rough. And her ass was red as a beet. Pug asked her why 
Kevin had beaten her and she said that he had tried to 
shit in her mouth and she puked.

Pug turned as red as mom. He was madder than I had ever 
seen him. I thought at first he was mad at mom. But he 
went to the phone and started to dial out. Then he 
slammed the phone down and called me over. He ordered 
me to call Kevin and tell him that Pug said he couldn't 
come over anymore. Pug was afraid that if he talked to 
him, or saw him, he would lose it.

I called Kevin and told him what Pug said. Kevin didn't 
say anything, he just hung up.

I told Pug and he just went over to his chair and sat 
down. I went and got him his beer and the mail. 

I went to work with Pug every day but Thursday that 
week. On Thursday I went to the park and met my new 
friend again. He was just a nice, normal guy and it was 
fun to talk to him.

While we were talking he asked me if I knew Kevin. When 
I said that I did he told me that Kevin was saying a 
lot of nasty things about me and my mother. I told him 
that he and my dad were having a big thing going on and 
there were a lot of hard feelings. I told him that 
Kevin had done something bad to my mom and my dad was 
really ticked at him.

We, my new friend Todd and me, spent all afternoon just 
sitting around talking. Todd was fifteen, two years 
older than me. But I guess a year of being raped ages a 
person. I was beginning to think that the jokes guys 
made about drinking cum making your boobs get big might 
be true. I was now a full B cup and I had just turned 
twelve!

The funny thing was that I hated being around Pug and 
his crew, and Kevin, because it was all about having 
sex with me. Todd was treating me so nice that I wished 
I could have sex with him! We were sitting up on the 
bandstand where they used to have band concerts a long 
time ago. It was a quiet afternoon and nobody was 
around. 

The conversation had tapered off for the moment and we 
were just sitting there feeling comfortable with each 
other and I turned to Todd and said, "Would you be mad 
if I kissed you?"

He smiled and said, "I would love it if you kissed me. 
I can't believe you are only twelve. You are the most 
grown up girl I know!"

I wanted to lean over and kiss him, but I realized that 
I wasn't who he thought I was and maybe that wouldn't 
be fair. "What kind of stuff has Kevin been saying 
about me?" I asked.

He blushed and said, "Things I can't repeat, nasty 
things, sexual things. He's telling all kinds of lies."

"Maybe they weren't all lies," I whispered. 

Todd looked at me and he had the saddest look on his 
face. I knew right away I had fucked up. 

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"For most of the last year I have had to let Kevin have 
sex with me after school. Any time he wants. My father 
makes me. I have sex with my father too." I saw the 
look in his eyes and I would have given anything to 
take back what I had just said. "I'm sorry; I guess you 
hate me now. You have to promise me you won't tell 
anyone. I will get in a lot of trouble for telling 
you."

"That's child abuse," he said. "But you are pretty 
smart, I guess you know that."

I nodded.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"No! I hate it!" I responded.

"Why don't you get help?"

"It's complicated. I suppose I will give up and run 
away soon. I just can't call the cops on my mother."

"I would if it was me," he said.

"I guess you probably don't want to kiss me now, do 
you?"

"I would've thought that a girl in a fucked up 
situation like your's wouldn't want anything to do with 
a guy."

I was quiet for a minute and then I said, "I know, but 
you are just so nice. There aren't any nice guys in my 
life."

"Maybe a nice guy would feel funny about kissing a girl 
when it would be like he was just taking advantage of 
her."

I smiled and said, "Maybe, let's see." I got up and sat 
on his lap and put my arm around his neck and kissed 
him. He was pretty stiff at first. But pretty soon he 
was kissing me back and it was nice. 

He broke the kiss after a few minutes and I said, 
"Thank you. I just wanted to be with someone that 
wasn't going to rape me. I like it." I slid off his lap 
and sat beside him.

Todd smiled and said, "If you had done that any longer 
I might have raped you!" 

I looked down and saw the bulge in his pants and said, 
"Oh god, I'm sorry. I guess I was just thinking of 
myself."

I looked around and saw that we were still all alone 
and I said, "It wouldn't be rape if it was my idea 
would it?"

He looked at me funny and I went to my knees and spread 
his legs and started to pull his zipper down.

He grabbed my hands and stopped me. "No Dani! You don't 
have to do that. We can just be friends, maybe kissing 
friends."

I looked up at him and said, "I have sex all the time 
with men I don't like. I just want to do it one time 
with someone I like. Please?"

He was really confused. He wanted to, but he knew that 
it wasn't right. But he was a boy with a hard on and I 
was a pretty girl who was asking to take care of it for 
him. There was never really any question how this was 
going to go.

He took his hands away and I pulled his zipper down. He 
was about the same age as Kevin, but his cock was much 
bigger. I had to unbutton his jeans to get his cock 
out. I kissed it and licked it and gave him the best 
blowjob I knew how. Afterwards I held his cock in my 
mouth for a while and before long I was sucking him to 
a second orgasm.

"What I suspected was right," I said, smiling up at 
him. "It is much nicer to do it with someone you like."

He just smiled, he couldn't talk yet.

"I guess you think I'm pretty sick, don't you?" I 
asked.

"No Dani, I feel sorry for you. I like you, you are 
pretty and smart and damn that was some blowjob! I 
don't want to get you in trouble, but I can't help 
thinking I should report what they are doing to you."

"No, please don't tell anyone. I'll do something about 
it sooner or later."

We sat quietly for a few minutes and then he asked, 
"Can we still be friends?"

"Oh yes, please. I really need a friend. Kevin used to 
be my friend until my stepfather turned him into a 
monster. Now I don't have anyone."

It was time for both of us to go home, but before he 
left he made me memorize his phone number. I knew I 
wouldn't use it. But it was so sweet of him.

I went home and undressed and helped my mom with 
supper. When Pug got home I took him his beer and the 
mail. Except for a pat on the butt he ignored me.

We ate dinner and as he was leaving the table he told 
me that I would be going to work with him tomorrow.

I said "Yes sir," and finished cleaning up and went to 
my room. I lay on my bed with a book, but I wasn't 
reading. I was thinking about Todd. I know I should 
have kept my mouth shut. I hoped he would still be 
around the next time I went to the park.

Friday I had a day almost like a normal kid. I answered 
the phones for Pug and everyone was so busy that I 
didn't have sex all day long, until it was time to go 
home and Pug rewarded his four favorites for a hard 
days work.

We all went into the back room and I did them two at a 
time, and it was all over quickly and we went home to 
supper.

After supper we all watched TV and I went to bed early. 
One of the easier days I have had since this all 
started.

I overslept the next morning and they were already 
eating breakfast when I came out. I got my cereal and 
joined them at the table. After he finished eating Pug 
told me that I needed to take a shower and get prettied 
up soon. We were going back to the club out in the 
country.

I guess I was going to have to pay for having an easy 
day yesterday. 

I got cleaned up and picked out a dress to wear and 
then waited until it was time to go and got dressed. We 
went out to the car and as soon as the doors were 
closed Pug handed my mother and me the blindfolds. We 
put them on and sat in the darkness for an hour.

When the car came to a stop we took the blindfolds off 
and got out of the car. I noticed that there were a lot 
more cars here than last time. Not good.

We went inside and this time we went into the theater. 
Mom and I were led up on stage while Pug wandered off 
and got a drink and talked with friends. Mom and I just 
stood together in the middle of the stage and waited. I 
whispered to her, "Do you know what is going to 
happen?"

She just shook her head. She looked as scared as I was.

Every once in a while someone from the audience would 
come close to the stage and look us over, but never 
talk to us. It wasn't a high stage, like in a regular 
theater. It was just raised a couple of feet. The seats 
were amphitheater style. They rose up steeply so that 
everyone had a good view.

Eventually everyone that was coming was here and the 
doors were closed loudly. All talking stopped and 
everyone took their seats. I recognized several people 
from last week, but there were a lot more people this 
time.

When the audience had settled down two women in evening 
gowns came on stage and one of them undressed mom and 
the other took my clothes off. Then they put leather 
collars around our necks and with the attached leashes 
pulled us to the back of the stage. 

As soon as we were out of the way two large wooden 
frames in the shape of an X were lowered from the 
ceiling. We were each led to an X by the woman who had 
undressed us and our wrists and ankles were strapped 
down. Then the women left the stage and we were left 
there to ponder our fate. I don't know about my mother, 
but I was terrified.

Finally someone came out on stage. He was a large, 
older man in a tuxedo. He stopped in front of me for a 
moment and ran his hands over my body. Then he pinched 
one of my nipples and walked over to my mother. While 
he was inspecting my mother another man came on stage. 
He looked a lot like the first man. He stopped in front 
of me for a minute and touched me, very gently.

Then he walked behind me and started whisper in my ear.

"Do you know what is going to happen to you today?" he 
asked quietly.

I shook my head frantically. He was so cool and calm 
and yet his voice was dripping with enthusiasm as he 
whispered. 

"I want you to know before we start," he continued, 
still whispering. "First you and your mother are going 
to be tortured. We have all kinds of nasty things to 
torment your tender flesh with. One of my favorites is 
a cattle prod. You're going to love that. We have all 
sorts of clamps to torture your nipples and the soft 
flesh of your young breasts and even your sweet young 
pussy. There's that old standby, hot wax. We have an 
assortment of whips and paddles. Oh yes, and another of 
my personal favorites, needles. Girl, you haven't lived 
until you have had a needle slowly skewer the flesh of 
your sensitive breasts. Well, I misspoke, not a needle, 
more like fifty needles. But when we are done with all 
of that we have a special surprise for you. I don't 
want to spoil it though, so I won't say any more.

I looked over at my mother and I could tell by her face 
that she had been getting the same whispered 
conversation that I had. She looked terrified. That 
didn't make me feel any better.

The two women in evening gowns came back on stage, each 
pushing a wheeled cart that was full of instruments of 
torture. The carts were placed right beside us so that 
we could see what was in store for us.

I heard a scream and whipped my head around to see the 
man with my mother holding a metallic rod to her 
breast. Then I heard a noise like a bug zapper and she 
shrieked again.

The man in front of me picked up the identical device 
and held it in front of me. "This is the cattle prod I 
told you about," he said in a conversational tone. "It 
will hurt like all hell, as you can tell from listening 
to your mother. But we have them specially made so that 
they don't cause actual burns. It just feels like they 
do. Here, let me demonstrate."

I shook my head and pleaded with him not to do it. I 
begged him. I felt the cold tip of it against the side 
of my breast and then I heard the noise and felt the 
shock. Believe me, it didn't feel like a reduced shock 
to me! I screamed much louder than my mother had. 

I heard gasps from the crowd, but I glanced out at them 
and it was obvious that there was no hope of salvation 
from them. All I saw was lust.

I heard my mother scream again and then it was my turn 
again. For some reason he avoided touching my nipples 
with it. I guess he had something else in mind for 
them. It seemed to go on and on. I kept praying to pass 
out. But no such luck. They were so slow and deliberate 
about it. They took their time and drew it out, letting 
us enjoy the anticipation I suppose. 

I thought it was an unimaginable thing to torture a 
woman's breasts like this, until he shocked my pussy. I 
screamed so loud then that I hurt myself. I pleaded 
with him not to do that again. I even begged him to do 
my tits instead. He just smiled and shocked my pussy 
one more time.

It hurt so much, I hurt so much, I couldn't even 
scream. My mouth opened wide but no sound came out. I 
couldn't get enough air. I begged him to stop in a 
raspy whisper. 

I cried in gratitude when he put the cattle prod back 
on the cart. I should have saved my gratitude. He 
reached down and pulled up a large handful of long 
needles with colored plastic ends on them. He held one 
up in front of my eyes and showed it to me. 

I heard myself saying, "Oh god no, please no. No more, 
I can't take it. I'll do anything you want. I beg you."

He moved around behind me and said, "Yes dear, you will 
do anything I want. What I want is to hear you scream 
in pain." 

I assume that he moved behind me so that the audience 
could watch as she skewered my breasts with the long 
needles. He reached around me and pressed the point of 
one of the needles against my breast about and inch 
back from the nipple.

I shook my head and sobbed in terror as he applied more 
and more pressure until the point punctured my skin and 
entered my breast. I screamed again. And then I 
screamed once more as he pushed it all the way through 
and I looked down in disbelief to see it come out 
through the other side of my breast and protrude about 
an inch. That was when I finally passed out.

Unfortunately, they anticipated that. I came back to 
consciousness suddenly with smelling salts being waived 
under my nose.

I immediately started begging to be released. Instead, 
he pressed another needle in the same spot on my other 
breast. 

I started sobbing, "mommy, mommy, mommy," over and 
over, quietly. Until he started applying pressure again 
and I closed my eyes and screamed as I felt the needle 
skewer my other breast. It went on and on until the 
entire box of needles, all fifty of them, were embedded 
in my breasts. The last two had been driven straight 
into the nipples from the front and just bobbed up and 
down in front of me.

The men who had been skewering our breasts stepped away 
from us when all of the needles were in place and the 
crowd applauded loudly. Sick fucks!

I guess it must have been hard work for those poor 
guys, because they stood back and rested while the 
girls in the evening gowns came out and removed the 
needles. They pulled them out the same way they had 
been inserted, very slowly.

Once all of the needles were removed I was pretty much 
a drooling idiot. I hung slack in the straps that held 
me and there was actually a stream of drool coming from 
my lips. I was not fully conscious. Unfortunately, they 
noticed. I was slapped in the face and the tits for a 
few minutes, until I was fully aware of my 
surroundings. 

The next item on the agenda turned out to be a 
combination of clamps and clothespins. First a strong 
clamp with sharp teeth was embedded in my nipples. 
Every time I thought it was as bad as it could get I 
found out I wasn't even close. I felt the blood 
dripping down my breasts and down my stomach. 

Meanwhile, chuckles was pinching the skin on my breasts 
together and attaching strong, painful clothespins to 
the skin. Eventually I had dozens of them on each tit. 
Then he lined the soft, tender, underside of my arms 
with them. Then he did the same with my thighs. Finally 
he picked up five more of the sharp toothed clamps and 
put two on the labia on each side of my pussy. The 
fifth went right over my clit. I passed out again and 
didn't wake back up until they were removed.

I don't have any idea how long that was. I looked over 
and saw the my mother was already on the next step. The 
gentleman that was tormenting her had tilted her cross 
back and was dripping hot wax on her. She was sobbing 
and muttering incoherently. I somehow didn't feel sorry 
for her, or at least not as sorry as I felt for myself.

I felt the cross I was strapped to being lowered 
slightly. I was leaning back at an angle now, obviously 
to facilitate the candle wax torture.

My hair was a mess. Not that I minded. But one of the 
women came out and gathered it and put a band around it 
so that it was out of the way. Then I felt the first of 
the hot wax dripping onto my face. Very slowly, a few 
drops at a time, until my face was covered. Even my 
ears! Then he worked his way down my neck and 
eventually covered my entire torso, and finally 
everywhere but the bottoms of my feet.  Then he moved 
back to my face and looked in my eyes. "Beautiful!" he 
said. Then, as a final touch, he forced my mouth open 
and dropped several splatters of wax on my tongue.

I thought surely it was over now. I couldn't take any 
more. I would surely go mad. That was when I found out 
how they planned on removing the wax. They picked up 
some short leather whips and beat it off of us. It took 
a long time. They started at our feet and slowly worked 
their way up our bodies. Each stroke of the whip broke 
a little more wax loose and knocked it to the floor. It 
was especially onerous around those most tender areas, 
the areas they had already tortured the most, my pussy 
and my tits. But when they got to my face the pain was 
new all over again! All I could do is close my eyes and 
scream through tightly pressed lips and pray that they 
didn't hit my eyes with a whip. When all of the wax had 
been removed I was forced to stick out my tongue so 
that what little of the wax remained on it could be 
whipped off too.

It was finally over. They were releasing us from the 
crosses. I couldn't stand on my own and the man had to 
hold me up with a hand under my arm. We stood back and 
the crosses were pulled back up to the ceiling. Then 
the women came out and swept up the wax and took it 
away. I prayed that it was over now, but when I saw two 
more men in tuxedos come out on stage carrying a long 
bench I knew it wasn't my lucky day.

I sobbed and begged someone in the audience to help me. 
I think they enjoyed that.

I watched as my mother was fastened to one end of the 
bench with her head near the center. I was led to the 
other end and we were fastened down with the tops of 
our heads touching. I felt someone doing something with 
my hair and it was put into another pony tail and 
attached to the end of a short metal bar. My head was 
lifted and my mother's hair was attached to the other 
end of the bar. We were facing each other with our 
faces only inches apart, and unable to move our heads.

The women in gowns came back out and rubbed something 
on both of us, on our pussies. Then they left and for a 
few minutes my mother and I just lay there staring at 
each other helplessly and waiting for the next torture. 
We didn't have long to wait. 

I saw my mother's eyes grow wide and I knew that 
something terrible was about to happen. Then I saw a 
large Great Dane being led up between her legs. At the 
same time I felt something behind me and knew that the 
same thing was happening to me. I felt a huge tongue 
exploring my genitals and then its hairy chest moving 
up over my back. I saw one of the women reach under the 
dog that was over my mother and felt someone aiming the 
other dog's cock between my legs. 

I looked at my mother's eyes and saw the moment when he 
drove his big cock into her. And then it was my turn. 
We stayed there, locked together on that bench, staring 
into each other's eyes in shock as we were raped by two 
huge dogs. I heard my mother scream after a while and I 
wondered what that was. Until I felt the creatures knot 
being forced into my pussy. I too screamed in pain as 
the dog held me tightly in his forelegs and quivered as 
he flooded my womb with his hot sperm. It took a very 
long time. 

The dogs stayed in place long after they were done 
cumming in us. But at last they got restless and 
started pulling out. It was almost as painful as when 
it had gone in and we both screamed again. Then I felt 
all of that hot fluid drain out of me and down my 
thighs.

We were left like that for a long time. I was hoping 
that it was finally over. I figured that no man in his 
right mind would want anything to do with a female that 
had just fucked a dog. Yeah, remember me, the blonde?

The women in gowns came out and cleaned mom and me up 
and wiped up the mess on the floor. Then two more 
benches were brought out and placed side by side at the 
edge of the stage. We were fastened to these on our 
backs and close to a hundred men came forward to use 
us. Most of them used our mouths. We were on our backs 
with our heads hanging down and in perfect position to 
drive a nice big cock down our throats. That's what 
most of them did. A few lifted my legs and raped my 
ass. I saw a couple of guys that did the same to my 
mother, but most of them came down our throats. 

When they finally removed us from those last two 
benches I collapsed to the floor. I looked around and 
only Pug and two other men were in the room. They were 
all smiling and happy. I could have killed all three of 
them.

My throat hurt so bad I couldn't talk. I guess mom was 
the same. We just lay there on the edge of the stage 
unable to stand up. After Pug finished his drink he 
came down to the stage and tossed our dresses to us and 
watched in amusement as we struggled into them.

He had to help us out to the car. I was not surprised 
when we got outside to see that it was pitch dark 
outside. We must have been in there for over eight 
hours! We donned our blindfolds and there was another 
hour of darkness until we got home. On the drive Pug 
said that we had made enough money this afternoon to 
buy a new car. He said "we", I never saw any of the 
money, and I didn't see him do anything to earn it. But 
he promised that it would never happen again. We would 
still come out here sometimes. There would be 
photography and gangbangs, but no more torture and no 
more animals. I had no reason to trust him, but I had 
to believe him. The idea of ever going through that 
again was unimaginable.

Mom and I rushed in and used half a bottle of throat 
spray. Then we went for long hot showers. I stayed 
under the water until it turned cold. Then I went to 
bed and cried myself to sleep.

It took us a week to recover from that day. Pug left us 
mostly alone. He would still get a blowjob from one of 
us every day. But I didn't get fucked again until the 
next Friday. I don't know about mom. 

I didn't even have to go to work with Pug the following 
week. I just stayed home and tried to get over the 
nightmares. I noticed that mom had a lot of trouble 
looking me in the eyes.

On Wednesday I felt well enough to go for a walk and I 
went out to the park for a while in the afternoon. I 
was disappointed that Todd wasn't there but the air was 
nice and I sat on the bandstand and closed my eyes and 
made believe I had a real life.

It was almost an hour later when I heard footsteps and 
looked up to see Todd coming up into the bandstand. He 
looked surprised to see me. I guess I had been 
invisible when I was lying down on the seat.

Todd had a friend with him. A kid I had never seen 
before. We talked for a while and Todd's friend left 
and then Todd and I just sat together quietly for a 
while. 

Finally Todd asked, "You alright? You look like you've 
had a bad time. Is there anything I can do?"

"No, yes, yes. No, I am not alright. Yes I had a bad 
time. Yes there is something you can do. Could I just 
put my head in your lap and make believe I'm your 
girlfriend for a little while?"

Todd smiled and said, "You are always welcome to put 
your head in my lap, no matter which way you want to 
face."

I grinned at him and slapped his arm. Then I stretched 
out on the bench and laid my head in his lap and closed 
my eyes for a while. He was sitting very still and I 
could feel him watching me. I knew he had questions. I 
knew he wanted to help. I will never know why I didn't 
let him.

I opened my eyes after a while and looked at him. He 
looked so concerned. It made me feel better just to be 
with him. I took his hand from my waist and put it on 
my breast, gently. But I couldn't control the wince and 
he pulled it away quickly. 

"What's wrong?" he asked. 

"I would rather not say Todd. I thought it would be 
okay, but I am still sore, next time though, alright?"

He was quiet for a minute and then he said, "What did 
they do to you?"

I tried not to, I tried so hard. But the tears started 
flowing and he lifted me up and held me close and I 
cried all over his shirt.

"I can't talk about it Todd," I finally managed to say. 
"But it's over now. And he promised it wouldn't happen 
again."

Todd moved his hand to the front of my dress and lifted 
it up enough so that he could see underneath. He saw 
the receding black and blue marks and the little marks 
that remained from all the pins. He dropped my top back 
down and said, "You were tortured!"

"He promised he wouldn't let them do it again."

"Who is them?"

"I don't know. He puts a blindfold on us and takes out 
in the country somewhere. We don't have any idea where 
it is or who the people are."

"Us, who is 'us'?"

"He makes my mom go too."

"How could those monsters do those things to a twelve 
year old girl, a beautiful, fragile, sweet young girl 
like you?!"

"You think I'm beautiful?"

"No, I don't think you are beautiful, silly. You are 
beautiful, no matter what I think."

He was still holding me tight and I reached up and 
kissed him. He was such a nice kisser, tender and 
loving. I looked around after kissing for a few minutes 
and said, "My lips aren't sore."

He smiled at me and said, "Do you know how many guys 
would kill for a girlfriend like you?"

"No, point them out!"

"Let's skip the expert blowjob this time," he said 
gently. "I am too worried about you to enjoy it."

I kissed him again and rested in his arms for a while. 
It was the medicine that I really needed.

It was finally time to go and I told him that I would 
probably be here tomorrow afternoon. Then we kissed 
again and he walked me home.

Things just kind of coasted along after that. Much to 
my amazement, Pug let me date Todd. When Pug was at 
work I even got my mom to let me sneak him into my room 
sometimes. We stayed together and he kept me more or 
less sane until I finally ran away.

I went to Pug's warehouse two or three times a week 
during the summer and then, when school started back I 
was able to sink back into my studies. Kevin never came 
back, but the nine PM rotation of guys from Pug's 
business started again during the week.

Pug took mom and me back out to the barn in the country 
about every other month or so. But he kept his word and 
we were never tortured again, or had to mess with 
animals. There were afternoons when there were cocks as 
far as the eye could see, but after that day on the 
cross I could handle a bunch of cocks.

Things changed when, shortly after I turned fourteen I 
came down with a bad case of pregnant. Pug was upset, 
until he found out it was going to be a girl. Then he 
was ecstatic.

I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what he was 
thinking. I started thinking seriously about what would 
happen to my daughter if I stayed here and I knew I had 
to leave now.

The sex, even the rough sex, continued and I was scared 
for my baby, but the big worry was that one day I would 
be watching Pug fuck my baby, Pug and all his friends. 

I started hiding money away, lunch money. Spare change. 
A couple of times I stole a few bucks from my mom's 
purse. But Pug made her account for all of her money so 
I couldn't do that often.

Finally, I was very pregnant and I had fifty dollars 
and I decided that it was now or never. So one day I 
left for school and never came home. My only regret was 
Todd. I knew I would miss him terribly. I had no idea 
who was the father of my baby, but I tried to convince 
myself that it was Todd.

The rest of this story is to be found in, "Dani Does 
The Right Thing".

  
The Sequel
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Dani Does The 'Wrong' Thing 

***

Author's Note: This story was written by request. It is 
a sequel to "Dani Does The Right Thing", and "Dani Does 
The Right Thing – The Prequel". If you have not read 
those stories you should read them before you read any 
further. If you read them and didn't enjoy them, you 
won't enjoy this one either.

***

It took a couple of months for things to settle down 
after I killed Pug. My daughter had a lot of questions 
that she wasn't old enough to understand the answers 
to. I tried to satisfy her curiosity, keeping the 
answers simple while avoiding saying anything that was 
not the truth. 

Not much changed really. Not at first. I found myself 
thinking about sex more often. Pug had reawakened my 
sex drive and I found myself daydreaming a lot about 
sex. What bothered me about that was the kind of sex I 
thought about. I had fought so hard to attain a normal 
life for my daughter and me. But all of my fantasies 
and daydreams were of the kind of life I had escaped 
when I ran away from Pug at the age of fourteen.

I made a conscious effort to direct my fantasies 
towards finding a nice man that loved me and settling 
down. It wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't exciting.

I tried calling my mom several times. She always hung 
up on me. Finally I wrote her a long letter. I told her 
I was sorry that things worked out the way they did. I 
wasn't sorry that I had killed Pug, and I didn't say 
that I was. But I tried to explain why I had to do it. 
I don't know why it seemed important to me. She was as 
much responsible for what I went through as Pug had 
been.

I put a couple pictures of my daughter and me in with 
the letter and mailed it, not really expecting an 
answer.

So I was surprised when I answered the phone a couple 
of weeks later and it was my mother.

We talked for a long time. It went pretty well and I 
started calling her once a week. She talked to my 
daughter, Mel, on the phone and even mailed her a nice 
present when it was her birthday.

Our phone conversations always avoided one subject 
though. We never talked about Pug or the abuse he had 
heaped upon both of us. I wanted to. I wanted to ask 
her how she could have allowed her husband to rape and 
sexually abuse me at such a young age. But I already 
knew the answer. I suppose I just wanted her to feel 
bad about it, and she didn't. She would have been happy 
to have things continue as they were, and she would 
have looked forward to the day when Pug started 
involving Mel in their perverse games. 

I wondered if she was still involved with the other 
people in the area that Pug had shared her with. But I 
was afraid that she might be, so I didn't ask. 

Everything would have gone on just like it was, with my 
life revolving around raising my daughter right and 
providing a safe home for her, except for one thing. 
Copies of the movies Pug had made of me started being 
passed around, secretly, by someone who must have been 
involved with the police. It must have been someone in 
the police department because that is who had the 
movies. It wasn't the highlight DVD that Pug had made 
to blackmail me into going home with him either. There 
were copies of the full movies of everything Pug had 
made me do circulating. 

At first it was just embarrassing when I found out. It 
got a lot worse in a hurry though. I was called into my 
supervisor's office one day in the middle of my shift. 
My supervisor was not a nice person. If you look up 
"Bitch" in the dictionary you will find her picture. 
She had been really hard on me ever since I killed Pug. 
It was as though she blamed me for what happened. She 
never really trusted me after that. And if some shitty 
job came up in the hospital you could be sure I was the 
one that got volunteered to do it.

I was kept waiting outside of my supervisor's office 
for nearly half an hour and when I finally went in; I 
found that she wasn't alone. The head of personnel and 
the Deputy Director of the hospital were already in her 
office.

I was finally told to go in and, since there were no 
empty chairs, I stood in front of her desk. I was 
nervous enough about seeing my supervisor, but looking 
at the faces of the people around me I knew I had a 
problem.

My supervisor, Mrs. Warren, looked up at me sternly 
and, after I asked what it was she wanted she said, "Do 
you know about the dirty movies that are circulating 
around town, and now around this hospital?"

I had been warned by one of the nicer patrolmen who had 
helped me through my ordeal when he found out that they 
were circulating. 

"Yes ma'am, I have heard that some of them were stolen 
from the police evidence locker and they have been 
copied."

"Well, I am afraid that those movies are becoming a 
problem. The Board of Directors is upset that one of 
the staff nurses is a porn star."

"PORN STAR!" I exploded. "I was raped! Those movies are 
all the proof anyone needs to know I was raped. Not 
only that, but when those movies were made I was 
between the ages of ten and fourteen. They are kiddy 
porn! And now you are blaming me, the victim?! Is that 
what this is all about?"

She just glowered at me. At least the other two people 
in the room had the good grace to look uncomfortable.

She didn't answer for a minute. She glanced at the 
other two people in the room for a second and then 
said, "I'm sorry, but the board feels that they can't 
keep a person with your background and your growing bad 
reputation on staff. It is not good for our image. I 
have been ordered to terminate your employment 
immediately. Clean out your locker and turn in your 
badge. I have some papers here you need to sign. I also 
have a check for your wages and a generous severance 
payment as well."

I looked over the papers she had for my signature. I 
was having trouble concentrating. My heart was beating 
so loudly I was sure that they must hear it. It just 
wasn't fair. I shouldn't lose my job for being a 
victim! I worked so damned hard to become a nurse and 
to become good at it.

I noticed that those places on the forms that should 
have listed the cause for my termination were blank. 
When I asked about that she said that they thought they 
were doing me a favor by not listing the reasons. I 
wanted to jump over her desk and beat that smug look 
off of her face.

I was stupid enough to sign the forms. I should have 
refused. I should have walked out and gotten a lawyer. 
Unfortunately, blonde seems to be a permanent condition 
with me.

I picked up my check and I was told that I would be 
mailed my copies of the forms. God I was stupid!!

I was dismissed and when I left the office there was a 
security officer who escorted me to my locker and took 
my badge and escorted me to the employee's entrance. I 
felt like a criminal. 

I stopped by the bank on the way home and deposited my 
"generous" severance pay, all of $1,800. That wouldn't 
last long.

As soon as I got home I went to the computer and 
started filling out resumes. I used a Nursing 
Association reference to get the addresses of fifty 
hospitals. I wasn't really worried yet. I had only 
worked at one hospital, but from what I had heard, most 
hospitals were always looking for good nurses. 

I mailed out the fifty resumes in the morning. Then I 
went personally to the other three hospitals in the 
area and submitted applications. I also contacted a 
professional placement service and filled out an 
application there.

It wasn't long before I started getting rejections back 
from everyone. I soon learned that the reason for my 
termination had been filled in on those forms I signed. 
I had been fired for "Moral Turpitude", and I had 
signed the papers, thereby, more or less admitting it.

Suddenly I became desperate. I had been sure that 
finding a new position would be relatively simple. I 
had even looked forward to getting away from Mrs. 
Warren!

I started making phone calls to some of the 
professional nursing organizations and trying to 
straighten out my records. I spoke to a lawyer, who 
offered to take my case, for a sum up front which I 
could not provide. 

By the end of the month I was getting desperate.

One afternoon I was looking through the want ads, 
looking for any kind of a job at all when the phone 
rang. I picked it up instantly, praying that it was 
someone that wanted to hire me. It was my mother.

I broke down and cried, and I told her what had 
happened. She listened quietly while I related my tale 
of woe, then she said quietly, "You know Dani, you can 
always come back and stay with me."

I was silent for a long time and she said, "Dani, are 
you still there?"

I finally had to ask the question I had avoided since 
we started talking again. "What about your sex life? 
Are you still, well, you know?"

Now it was her turn to pause. "I wasn't. Not since Pug 
died. But I saw Kevin recently. You remember him? He is 
married now, but he told me that he had heard about 
what happened to Pug. He has been over a couple of 
times. And do you remember the four men that worked for 
Pug, the four men that came to your room after nine PM 
all of those nights? They have started coming over at 
Kevin's insistence.

I said, "I appreciate your offer mom, but I can't bring 
Mel into that environment. I can't go back into that 
environment. It isn't safe."

Mom said, "It's up to you dear, you know where I live."

We talked a little longer and then I hung up. I sat 
back and tried desperately to think of some solution. 
Things were about to get harder. School was about to 
let out for the summer and I could no longer afford 
daycare or a sitter.

At the end of the month I had just enough money to get 
us through one more month, if we were very careful.  

Mel was a smart kid. She knew I was getting desperate 
and one day she asked why we didn't go stay with her 
grandmother. I struggled to explain to a little girl 
who had just turned ten, "Sweetheart, mommy is afraid 
to go live with grandma. Remember I told you that a lot 
of bad stuff happened to me when I was your age?" 

Mel nodded and said, "Yes mommy, but that was a long 
time ago, and you said that those things happened 
because of my grandpa and he is gone now, right?"

"Yes baby, but there are still some men that take 
advantage of your grandma, and if we went there they 
would take advantage of me, and I would try to protect 
you, but I know that I couldn't. You would end up 
having to suffer just like I did. And I promised myself 
I would never let that happen to you, baby."

"You mean stuff like what grandpa did to you when I got 
home from school that day?" Mel asked.

It still made me shiver whenever I remembered that day. 
Now my little ten year old knew more than any ten year 
old should know about sex. She didn't understand it, 
but she had seen me on my knees, being taken, being 
raped by her grandfather. She was starting to be more 
aware of her sexuality and she was noticing more things 
sexual in the world around her. It was impossible to 
protect her from everything. TV shows, movies, even 
commercials were becoming more blatantly sexual. 
Magazine covers at every checkout reeked of sex. 

I could still remember some of the things I had been 
made aware of by my fellow students when I was Mel's 
age. I had already learned some of the sexual basics on 
the playground. And I knew that this next generation 
was even more precocious.

I finally answered Mel's question. "Yes baby, the 
things you saw grandpa doing to me when you got home 
from school that day.  That is the sort of thing he 
started doing to me when I was about a year older than 
you, and not just your grandpa. He let his friends do 
it and the boy next door do it. It is no way for a 
little girl to have to grow up."

She thought about that for a while and asked, "But 
grandma is still doing that stuff? Does she like it?"

"It's hard to explain that baby. This is all so hard to 
talk about with a ten year old. You really aren't ready 
to learn about these things. Some women, like your 
grandma, have a need to be made to do things that they 
don't like, or don't want to do. They get excited by 
being embarrassed and by letting men do things to them 
that they shouldn't do. I'm sorry, I don't know how 
else to explain it."

"I understand mommy." Mel gave me a hug and actually 
tried to comfort me! "Don't worry mom, I'm not scared 
of that stuff."

I wasn't quite sure what she meant by that, but I was 
anxious to change the subject.

Time was flying by. I had come to realize that I would 
not be able to get a job in this town after what Mrs. 
Warren had done to my reputation. In fact, it appeared 
that a nursing job anywhere was out of the question. I 
had been notified that my nursing license was being 
suspended pending a review of "some disturbing charges" 
which had surfaced.

On the last day of my lease at the apartment I packed 
what I could into boxes and loaded up the car. Luckily 
we didn't own much, so we didn't have to throw away 
much. I went to the bank the next day and closed out my 
account. I had less than $200 to live on. Even if I 
found a new job today I was out of luck. And out of 
money.

No hope, no prospects, and now we were homeless and 
living in our car. I started working my way slowly back 
towards my mother's house. Not really thinking that I 
would end up there, but I had no place to go. 

I stopped in dozens of towns as I worked my way back 
towards my mother's house. I looked for work in every 
one of them, any kind of work. The problem is, even 
someone who would hire a nurse that was fired for Moral 
Turpitude, won't hire someone who lives in a twenty 
year old Chevy station wagon with her little girl.

The money didn't last quite all the way. I ended up 
having to suck off a gas station attendant in the men's 
room to get enough gas for the last leg of the trip I 
was trying not to make to my mother's house.

We finally pulled into her driveway on a Saturday 
morning. It was early because we had been chased out of 
the last rest stop where I had tried to get a few hours 
sleep for the night.

I got out of the car and went around and stood with Mel 
for a few minutes, staring at the door. I had been 
warning her for the last two days that there was no 
telling what she would see when we arrived here. I 
promised that as soon as possible I would get us out of 
this mess. For now, though, she would see some pretty 
shocking things. I promised that I would protect her 
virginity as much as I could, but I knew from 
experience that when these men decided that they wanted 
something, they took it.

My dear, sweet, wise beyond her hears daughter said, 
"Don't worry mom. I'm not scared. I know more than you 
did when it happened to you. I know that you will try 
to protect me. I know I will see stuff I shouldn't see 
and do stuff I shouldn't do. I'll be strong if you 
will, okay? Besides, I have an advantage. You're not 
like grandma; you don't want them to do those things to 
me."

"No," I responded, "but I am afraid that they will."

It made me cry to think I was taking my beautiful 
daughter back down into this pit. I remembered how I 
had felt about my mother for surrendering me to Pug and 
his friends. I prayed I would never see Mel look at me 
the way I had looked at my mother.

I held Mel's hand and went up to the door and rang the 
bell.

When the door opened it was like I had stepped out of a 
time machine. My mother looked just exactly like she 
had when I left then years ago! She was tall and 
straight and pretty. Her breasts were firm and pointed 
out, not down. Her skin looked smooth and soft. I could 
tell all this because, of course, she was naked.

She didn't recognize me at first. I had never actually 
told her that I was coming. She looked at me and Mel 
questioningly and then I saw the recognition in her 
eyes. She stepped outside and hugged me, obviously 
excited. I held her close, not speaking. I was nervous 
because she smelled of sex. I suspected that things 
were going to be starting soon. 

My mom stepped back, standing naked, but totally 
unconcerned on the front porch, and then bent down to 
be on a level with Melody. "Are you my beautiful 
granddaughter?" she asked. There was a tone almost of 
reverence in her voice.

Mel blushed and said, "Hello grandma." I watched as my 
daughter tried not to stare at my naked mother, and 
tried to hide her embarrassment. She was being very 
brave and I was feeling so very guilty.

"Can we come in mom?" I asked. 

She looked at me and Mel and said, "You are always 
welcome here, but the rules still apply."

I felt so helpless. I could feel the blood draining 
from my face as I suddenly remembered the rules. 

"Not Mel, mom, please, not yet!" I pleaded.

Mel looked up at me and said, "What rules, mom?"

My mother looked down at Mel and smiled sweetly and 
said, "In this house we have rules that are different 
than the rules in most houses, Melody. In this house 
girls never wear clothes. They never hide their bodies 
from view, and they do anything that they are told by 
boys and men. And if they disobey they get punished."

Mel looked at me and asked, "Did you have those rules 
mom?"

I nodded.

"If you did it I can do it I guess."

My mother started to let us in but I stopped her. "Wait 
mom, just one thing. She just turned ten. She keeps her 
virginity."

Mom looked at me and shrugged and said, "For a while, 
maybe. It isn't up to me. You know that."

I asked, "You were vague on the phone. You have men 
coming by to use you, but is there any one man in 
charge? Does someone own you right now?"

"Kevin," she replied. "He hasn't used me much, but he 
has taken over."

I looked over my shoulder at my white-trash-mobile, 
loaded down with all of my personal belongings and I 
thought of what I had to do to get enough gas to get 
here and what I was doing to my daughter. I sat down on 
the front steps and sobbed. I didn't know what to do.

My baby girl put her arm around my neck and kissed my 
cheek and said, "It's alright mom. A girl's gotta do 
what a girl's gotta do. That's what you always say, 
right?"

I hugged my daughter and said, "Oh baby, you have no 
idea what it is like on the other side of that door."

Then I stood up and took Mel's hand and we walked 
inside. The place looked different. But of course it 
had been ten years. There was new furniture and carpets 
and drapes. The walls had been painted. It looked 
pretty nice. 

Mom led us back to what had been my room. I noticed 
that there was still no door on either the bathroom or 
my bedroom.

Mom led us into my room, which was unchanged from the 
day I left. There was even that bench they had used to 
take my ass for the first time, sitting innocently 
right up against the wall.

Mom said, "For now we will have to put up a cot in here 
for Melody, until we figure something else out."

I put my purse down and asked if I could unload my car 
in the garage for now, until I could figure out where 
to put everything.

Mom nodded and Mel and I went out and separated some 
things we would need for the near future and stacked 
everything else out of the way in the garage.

Then we went inside and went to our room and undressed. 
I told mom that I had been up all night and I needed a 
couple of hours rest. She said that was fine. She took 
Mel out to the living room and I lay down and slept for 
hours.

I finally woke up at supper time. I guess the smell of 
home cooked food woke me up. I went to the bathroom and 
washed my face and brushed my teeth and then went to 
the kitchen to see if I could help with supper.

Mel was setting the table and mom had supper under 
control so I leaned up against the wall and watched. 
When she was finished Mel came over and stood in front 
of me and leaned back. It felt funny to be with her 
like this, nude, and to see her like this. She had no 
breasts yet, just puffy, swollen nipples. I thought 
back to how fast my breasts had grown once I was 
included in Pug's games and started getting a steady 
diet of cum. I wondered if it would have the same 
effect on Mel.

I asked mom if anyone knew I was here and she shook her 
head. "I figured they would find out soon enough. You 
looked like you could use a little rest before it 
starts."

I complimented her on her youthful appearance. She 
smiled and said, "Pug is mostly responsible. He made me 
keep in shape and I certainly had enough cream sprayed 
on my skin over the years. He also met a plastic 
surgeon out at that barn in the country who gave him a 
discount on a face lift. He wanted to get my boobs done 
too but, fortunately, the doctor talked him out of it. 
I don't want them any bigger. If they start pointing 
south, then maybe I'll think about having something 
done to them.

After we finished eating and cleaning up we sat in the 
living room for a while. I asked mom if she was 
expecting anyone tonight. She wasn't sure, but she 
wouldn't be surprised if Ray came by. He had come by 
earlier this morning, but had to go to work for a 
while. He had said that he would try to come back after 
dinner.

Ray had been one of my father's four employees, Ray, 
Ted, Floyd and Jack.

I asked her what had become of Pug's business. 

She said, "I have been thinking of selling it. It is a 
money making business in a prime location, right on the 
docks. I have been receiving some pretty attractive 
offers. But since Pug died," mom paused here and looked 
at me, "the lawyers put Ray in charge of running it. He 
seems to be doing a good job. He always was the one 
with the most brains of the five of them. Pug had the 
drive and the strength, but Ray had the smarts."

"And you have only seen Kevin once since Pug... , well, 
since that night?" I asked.

"I saw him once in public," mom replied. "He has been 
here twice, once alone and once with his wife."

"What is he like now?" I asked. "He was rapidly turning 
into a smaller version of Pug before he... .god! I 
can't even say out loud what he wanted to do!"

Mom smiled. "He is all grown up now," she said. "He is 
big and strong and pretty good looking. His cock never 
caught up with Pug's, but it is respectable now."

"What did you mean when you said he was in charge?" I 
asked.

"When he came over the first time he asked me a lot of 
questions. He found out I was being left a lone. He 
fucked me good. He had finally developed a little 
staying power. Remember that first blowjob?" Mom 
chuckled as she thought back to it. I remembered it 
vividly. It was the first time I had undressed in front 
of man, or boy. And the first time I had sucked a cock. 
It had been horrible.

"Anyway," she continued, "after he left he called Ray 
and started arranging for the four of them to take 
turns coming over after work. He also scheduled a party 
for the five of them and me. That was last weekend And 
he has informed me that I will be hosting a poker game 
next Saturday night."

Just then the door opened and Ray walked in. Melody was 
startled, but then, so was Ray.

"I'll be a son of a bitch! Dani! Is that you?" Ray 
obviously couldn't believe his eyes. He had expected to 
come in and find my mother waiting for him to drop in. 
Instead there were two naked women and a naked ten year 
old. 

He closed the door and undressed quickly, tossing his 
clothes onto a nearby chair. He came over and sat down 
beside mom on the couch. He ordered me to stand up and 
he looked me over. 

"You sure did grow up right! You're as beautiful as 
your mother! And who is that young lady over there?" he 
asked, indicating my daughter.

I waived Mel over and introduced her to Ray.

"How old are you sweetheart?" he asked.

"I am ten sir," she replied. Mom had told her all the 
rules while I was sleeping.

Ray put his finger in Mel's mouth and made her suck it, 
and then he pulled it out and pushed it gently into her 
tiny little pussy. I watched nervously, but he stopped 
when he encountered her hymen. 

He looked up at me and said, "You know Kevin is going 
to take care of that soon enough."

"I wouldn't be here if I had any other choices," I 
said.

"Well, since you are here, how about you show your 
little baby how to suck a cock. You remember how, don't 
you?"

He pulled Mel up on the couch beside him and played 
with one of her nipples while I knelt between his legs. 
"It has been ten years," I said, "with one recent 
exception. It will take me a while to get good again I 
expect." 

I didn't mention that Pug had managed to cram a whole 
lot of cock into that twenty-four hour period before I 
killed him.

"I'm in no hurry, go ahead and get yourself some 
practice."

I looked at him, with one hand on my daughter's puffy 
little nipple and one hand on my mother's breast, and I 
tried to remember everything I was supposed to do. It 
had been a long time since I had been a sex slave.

I saw Mel watching me closely and I remembered that 
first time, when I was her age and I watched my mother 
suck Kevin's cock for the first time. How disgusted I 
was. She seemed to be made of stronger stuff than I 
was. I certainly hoped so.

I started licking and kissing Ray's throbbing cock. It 
looked like he had missed me. I licked his cock and his 
balls, taking them into my mouth and bathing them 
gently before finally taking his cock into my mouth and 
working at getting it into my throat. 

It had been ten years, then one twenty-four hour period 
with Pug, then months to forget about it again. It was 
just like I had never done it before. Luckily Ray was 
not hung like Pug. He was above average, but not that 
thick slab of sausage that Pug had tortured me with. 

Ray let me do it on my own and, with a great deal of 
effort; I finally took it into my throat. Once that 
barrier is broken it gets easier and I started working 
his cock almost like the good old days. I heard him say 
something to Mel, but I hadn't been paying attention. 
Not until I saw him pull her hand down and put it on 
his balls. He instructed her on how he liked to be 
lightly caressed while he was getting a good blowjob 
from some cunt.

The expression on her face was about half curiosity and 
half disgust. But she did what she was told.

Apparently she had the magic touch because soon after 
she started playing with his balls I saw him tense up 
and felt the cum start shooting into my mouth. He 
ordered me to hold his cum in my mouth. So I pulled my 
mouth back to the tip of his cock and finished him off 
with my hand.

I had been pretty distracted during all of this, but I 
happened to glance up at my mother and saw pleasure and 
lust and happiness. She was definitely one sick bitch.

Ray took his arms from around my mother and my daughter 
and he pushed mom to her knees. He ordered my mom and 
me to kiss, and share the love. That was his word for 
it, not mine. 

I kissed my mother and pushed the load of cum out of my 
mouth and into hers. She sucked it out of my mouth 
greedily. She really seemed to want it! 

I sat up then and Ray ordered me to kiss my daughter 
next. I looked up at Ray and said, "Sir, we just got 
here. My daughter has never experienced any of this. I 
would really rather that she be left out of it, at 
least at first."

Ray smiled at me and said, "You stupid cunt. If you 
didn't want her to be our toy you shouldn't have 
brought her into this house and you know it. I won't 
pop her cherry, but not because she is young or because 
she is new. I won't pop her cherry because I suppose it 
belongs to Kevin. But you are stupid if you don't 
realize that her youth and her innocence are her 
biggest attractions. I can't wait for Kevin to pop her 
cherry so that I can tap that little pussy. Now give 
her a nice kiss and let her get a taste of cum. A 
little later I'll see if she can get some directly from 
the source."

I looked at Mel, she had been following the 
conversation and, I think she had understood most of 
it. I held my arms out to her and she sat up and I 
hugged her and kissed her. She jumped when I opened my 
mouth and gently probed her mouth with my tongue. After 
a moment she started to follow my lead and I felt her 
little tongue pressing against my lips and I let her 
explore my mouth a little. I still had the strong taste 
of cum in my mouth, but I don't know if there was any 
left there for her to taste.

After a few minutes of kissing I broke it off and sat 
up. I smiled at Mel and caressed her pretty face. She 
smiled back, like she was trying to reassure me.

Ray picked Mel up and sat her on his lap. His hand 
burrowed into her crotch and she sat there, tense, but 
not resisting as his hand toyed with her tiny vagina. 
He held her close and looked me in the face and asked 
me, "Dani, do you remember who was the first one to put 
a cock down your throat?"

I hadn't, not until he asked. Then I remembered that 
first party at Ted's house. I was more or less thrown 
to the wolves, but with limits. They couldn't fuck me. 
We had entered Ted's house and my mother had taken off 
the little slip I had been wearing as a dress. Then the 
four of them had surrounded me while Pug recorded the 
whole thing with his video camera. They had begun 
grabbing at my body, groping and squeezing. My breasts, 
I recalled, were already an A cup. I was only eleven, a 
year older than Mel is now. I was a year older and 
still far too young for what they had done to me.

I looked up at Ray and suddenly I remembered that 
night, and who had been first. Ray had forced me to my 
knees and I had struggled to suck the cock he had 
forced into my mouth. He let me struggle, for a few 
minutes. Then he grabbed my head and started fucking my 
mouth, forcing more and more of his weapon into my 
mouth and finally forcing it into my throat. And to me 
it was a weapon. In fact, there was only one time in my 
life, and only one person with whom I had sex, that 
didn't treat me as though their cocks were a weapon to 
be used on me. 

That was Todd, my only real boyfriend when I was a 
little girl; actually, he was my only real boyfriend 
ever.

"Sir," I said, looking up at Ray, "Mel just turned ten. 
She is a year younger than I was that night. She is too 
young. She isn't ready yet."

"Maybe," he said. "We'll see."

Ray ordered me to turn over and lay on my back with my 
head on the floor between his feet. As soon as I 
complied he put Mel down and ordered her to stand 
straddling my face and then kneel down. I watched her 
small naked slit as Ray guided her down and it was 
lowered down onto my face. I could see Ray looking 
down, enjoying my obvious agony at what both of us were 
about to be forced to do.

When Mel's pussy touched my lips Ray said, "Okay cunt, 
you know what I want to see."

I started kissing and licking Mel's pussy. I heard her 
gasp when I touched her and I remembered the first time 
I had felt a tongue on my pussy. I couldn't help 
thinking that if it were eight years from now and it 
was some nice boy doing this to her I might be happy 
for her.

After I started licking Mel, Ray pulled her mouth down 
into his crotch and made her start licking his cock and 
then his balls. I could look up and see her little 
face, and her tongue timidly exploring Ray's genitals. 
Instead, I closed my eyes and did what was required of 
me, trying not to think about what I had done to my 
daughter, and to myself for that matter.

After a few minutes I heard Ray instructing Mel on how 
to suck a cock. As she began to try to follow his 
instructions I could hear her when she choked or gagged 
when he pulled her head down too far.

He turned to my mother and said, "When is Kevin coming 
over?"

Mom said, "I don't know sir. I haven't heard from him 
today."

"You haven't called him? He doesn't know that they're 
here?" Ray asked incredulously.

"No sir. They had a hard trip and they needed to rest 
up," mom said.

"You better call Kevin, now." Ray said.

"Yes sir." Mom had no guts. She got up and walked over 
to the phone and called Kevin.

I could tell that Melody's face was being moved up and 
down Ray's cock in a steady rhythm. But he was 
apparently not trying to force himself into her throat. 
I knew that it wouldn't be long though.

Ray told Mel that he was almost ready to cum again. He 
said that he was going to cum in her mouth and she had 
best not spill a drop or she would be punished.

I didn't want to see this, but I couldn't help it. I 
opened my eyes and watched her cheeks bulging out 
rhythmically as he forced his cock in and out of her 
small mouth. Her little hand looked so small moving 
rapidly up and down on his cock while she sucked. I 
guess I should be grateful that Pug wasn't here. It 
would have been much worse if it was his big fat cock.

I heard Mel gag and choke as her mouth filled with cum. 
She tried to pull away but Ray was holding her tight. I 
saw the cum overflowing her little mouth and running 
down her face and Ray's cock.

He finally held her still and I saw him relax back onto 
his seat. He pulled Melody off of his cock and she 
gagged again as she tried to swallow his cum. After she 
managed to get it down Ray scooped it up off of her 
chin and around her lips and fed it to her. Then he 
made her lick it off of his cock. 

"Not a very good job Mel. But it was your first time, 
so I'll cut you some slack." That Ray, what a prince of 
a guy! Mel sat back up and I could see her face for a 
moment. Her eyes were full of tears and her mouth was 
sticky with cum. She was breathing hard and she looked 
like she had just lost a fight.

I saw my mother come back and sit down beside Ray and 
she said, "Kevin will be here in a few minutes."

The last time I had seen him, Kevin had been sixteen. I 
had been fourteen and pregnant. He had been cold to me 
ever since Pug made me call him and tell him he 
couldn't come over here anymore. But that had been fine 
with me. I didn't like what Pug had turned him into. I 
imagined that, if anything, he was probably worse now.

Ray pulled Mel to her feet and I saw him explore her 
pussy, gently, with his finger. He moved it in and out 
and them pulled it out and looked at it. 

"Juicing up pretty good for a ten year old, ain't she 
Gina?" he asked my mother.

"Yes sir," my mom answered. Then she sucked his finger 
clean when he stuck it in her mouth.

I sat up and pulled Mel down into my lap. "Baby, are 
you alright?" I asked.

She tried to smile, but didn't quite pull it off. 

"I'm sorry baby. I guess I did the wrong thing bringing 
you back here. I don't know where else to go."

Mel's voice was raspy; I guess Ray had tried to force 
his cock into her throat after all. She said, "I know 
mom. It's alright. I know it isn't your fault."

"No," I thought. "It isn't my fault. It is Pug's fault. 
The bastard is even screwing me from the fucking 
grave."

I heard the door open and a young man walked in. I knew 
it was Kevin, but I would not have recognized him. 
Well, maybe I would have, he still had that smug, 
arrogant look on his face when he looked down at Mel 
and me sitting on the floor.

"Stand up, cunt. Let me take a look at you," Kevin 
said. I could tell from the sound of his voice that he 
still resented me, as if I were at fault when Pug cut 
him off. 

I stood up and held Mel by the hand. 

Kevin looked us over, not touching yet, just looking. 
He walked around behind us and then moved back in 
front. 

"You always were a hottie, Dani. You certainly grew up 
well. And look at this little beauty. She certainly 
isn't sprouting out like her mother did!"

"Sir, she only just turned ten. She is small for her 
age. Even Pug waited until I was almost twelve before 
he... ….before he fucked me."

"And to pay him back for being so considerate you 
killed him, is that right?" Kevin asked.

I looked him right in the eye and I said, with just a 
touch of warning in my voice, "I killed him because I 
found him standing over my daughter as she slept in her 
bed, sir. I am here now because I have no choice. I 
understand that as a result of my coming here I have 
put my daughter and myself at risk. Yes, I know that 
makes me a bad mother. But I still have my limits."

"What limits do you think you have, Dani?" Kevin asked.

"I told my mother I didn't want her to lose her 
virginity. I don't want her harmed. I understand that 
even with those limits she will be abused and 
traumatized. But I have to do what I can do, and deal 
with the rest as it happens."

Kevin reached up and pinched my nipple and used it to 
pull me to a chair. He sat down and pulled me over his 
lap. He gently ran his hand over my ass and said, "I 
always felt cheated when Pug told me I couldn't fuck 
your little ass any more. I thought it was unfair that 
he turned me into a pervert and then got upset with me 
for doing something perverse. 

And I blamed you, because you made the phone call. I 
know, unfair. I don't give a fuck. But that isn't why I 
am going to spank your sweet ass. I am going to spank 
you for talking to me in the tone of voice you just 
used, and for making a threat, and for telling me what 
I cannot do with my property."

Then he leaned back and smacked my ass with all of his 
might, over and over. I was screaming in pain and Mel 
was crying hysterically. He beat me savagely. Then he 
tossed me to the floor and stood up and undressed. 

I noticed that his cock was now about average. It 
looked to be about six inches and perhaps a little more 
than an inch in diameter. He pulled me onto my hands 
and knees and forced it into my ass with no lubrication 
at all. I screamed in pain and tried to crawl away, but 
he held me tight and forced his cock into me, inch 
after inch. 

When he had totally impaled me he held my sore, red ass 
pressed tight to his body for a moment, and then he 
started fucking into me with slow, brutal, painful 
strokes. With every stroke he said one word, "Don't... 
you... ever... talk... to... me... in... that... tone 
of... voice... again... you... fucking... cunt! Do... 
you... understand... me?"

I whimpered and sobbed in pain. It was all I could do 
to muster enough breath to say, "Yes sir."

As soon as I answered him, he started beating my ass 
cheeks again while he fucked me, faster and faster 
until he came in my ass. He stayed inside of me until 
he was soft and then he sat back on his heels. I stayed 
where I was, crying, fearing to move, certain that I 
was bleeding. He must surely have torn my rectum with 
that horrible rape. 

My pity party was interrupted by another hard slap on 
the ass.

"I'm waiting bitch!" Kevin said.

Oh shit! I forgot!

I wheeled around, groaning in pain as I moved. I looked 
down at Kevin's soft, slimy cock and was relieved when 
I could see no signs of blood. I bent down and took his 
cock into my mouth and sucked him clean.

He was finally satisfied and then he pushed me away 
roughly. He finally got around to Mel. She stood 
several feet away with tears in her eyes and a look of 
terror on her face.

Kevin reached out and took her hand and pulled her 
close. She looked at me. I could see that she wanted me 
to save her from Kevin. I wanted desperately to take 
back this horrible mistake. We never should have come 
here.

Kevin nudged me with his foot and ordered me to sit on 
the couch. I struggled up and I knew that my butt was a 
mess. I turned back to Kevin and told him I had to 
clean myself up before I could sit down. He told me to 
go get a towel and sit on that. Before I turned away I 
saw him pull Mel onto his lap and kiss her roughly.

I rushed to the linen closet and grabbed a towel and 
hurried back, fearful of what Kevin was doing to my 
daughter in my absence. I spread the towel out on the 
cushion and sat down. 

Kevin was still kissing Mel, and exploring her pussy 
with two fingers now. Mel wasn't fighting him, but she 
was moaning in pain as he mistreated her. He finally 
broke the kiss and put her on her knees between his 
legs and made her suck on his cock, which was already 
hard again. 

Ray had been enjoying the show, it seems. He had my 
mother bent over the coffee table and he was fucking 
her from behind, slowly. He was stroking in and out of 
my mother, but he was concentrating on Kevin and my 
daughter.

I watched as Mel took as much of Kevin's cock into her 
mouth as she was able to. But this was just foreplay 
for him. After a few minutes he stood up and pulled my 
baby over and put her in my lap, with her legs outside 
of my own. Then he forced my legs open and bent down 
and licked Mel's pussy for a few minutes. When she was 
wet with his saliva, Kevin dropped to his knees and 
started rubbing his cock against the tiny slit between 
her legs. 

I pleaded with him not to do it. I promised him that I 
would do anything he wanted if he would just wait until 
she was a little older. His response was, "You stupid 
cunt. You will do anything I tell you to do anyway. You 
knew this was going to happen when you drove all the 
way across the country to bring her to me. Now, reach 
around here and line my dick up for me."

I was crying loudly, but I was quickly slipping back 
into slave mode. I reached around and put my fingers 
around his cock and lined it up with my ten year old 
virgin daughter's slit. 

"Yeah, that feels good already!" he said, smiling 
evilly. "Now, use both hands to spread her open."

I placed my hands beside her little sex organ and 
pulled gently, spreading the lips open. 

I could see the head of Kevin's cock nestling into the 
little crease and I couldn't believe that his cock 
would be able to enter her without causing her harm. I 
heard him ask Ray if he was ready and I looked up to 
see that Ray, with his cock still buried in my mother, 
was filming Kevin as he prepared to rape my daughter.

I heard Mel's sudden intake of breath as Kevin slowly 
pushed the head of his cock into her. He held it there 
and looked at her face, and then mine. He was enjoying 
the torment he was causing both of us at least as much 
as he was enjoying the sex, probably more.

He pushed again and another inch of cock speared into 
my daughter. She gasped again and said, "Oh mommy, it 
hurts," in her pitiful, little girl's voice. It broke 
my heart that I was a part of this. 

I watched as Kevin started working his cock in and out 
in fractions of inches, slowly going deeper until he 
had reached the barrier of her hymen. Mel was panting 
in fear and pain now. But the worst was yet to come. 

Kevin pulled back and then drove forward forcefully, 
burying his cock all the way in my little girl's pussy. 
She screamed when he tore through her hymen. She 
screamed and Kevin yelled, "YES! Fuck that feels 
great!! Wait until you feel this tight pussy Ray. I 
have never felt anything like it in my life!"

I was crying worse than Mel now. She was still panting 
in pain and tossing her head back and forth. 
Fortunately, I suppose, even though Kevin had come in 
my ass only minutes earlier, he was unable to last as 
the tight walls of my daughter's immature vagina pulled 
at his cock and in minutes he was blasting her insides 
with a load of cum. 

He finally pulled out and I saw the blood and cum 
coating his cock. He pulled Mel off of my lap and 
pulled me to my knees and made me suck him clean. I 
took his slimy, bloody cock into my mouth and sucked 
until he pushed me away. Then, as ordered, I knelt in 
front of Mel and licked and sucked her pussy clean. 

When she was clean I pulled her to me and hugged her 
and we cried together and I begged her to forgive me. 
We both quieted down after a while. I sat back down on 
the floor and pulled Mel into my lap and cuddled her 
and said, "I love you baby, mommy is so sorry. Please 
forgive me." I didn't expect her to say anything.

But she surprised me. She kissed my cheek and said, 
"It's okay mommy, I know it isn't your fault. We had no 
place else to go. You told me what would happen, and it 
is happening. The hurt will go away soon, right?"

Her vagina might stop hurting soon. The pain in my 
heart would never go away, nor would the self loathing.

I was distracted by Ray, finally reaching orgasm in my 
mother. He rested for a moment and then pulled out of 
her. She immediately turned around and cleaned him. 

Kevin had gone to the bathroom and now he was getting 
dressed again. He said to Ray, "Why don't we have a 
little party tomorrow? We can invite Ted and Floyd and 
Jack over and it will be just like old times, only 
better."

Ray smiled and said, "That sounds like a winner, what 
time?"

Kevin thought about it and said, let's make it around 
noon. I like to sleep late on Sunday and I have a 
couple of things to do in the morning. You want to call 
the others?"

Ray nodded.

Kevin said, "Why don't you make a disk of that movie 
you just recorded? The others will probably enjoy 
watching little Melody lose her cherry."

"Good idea," Ray said. He was dressing now too. "I'll 
see you tomorrow."

The men left then. They didn't even speak to us. Just 
walked out to their cars and drove away.

I shook my head in despair. I remembered those parties 
with Pug's four friends when they got going and kept 
egging each other on. I didn't know about the other 
three men, but ten years hadn't slowed Ray down any, 
and Kevin was worse now than he was back then.

I held Melody tight until I calmed down. She seemed to 
be in better shape than I was. Finally I helped her to 
her feet and I stood up and I led her to the bathroom 
for a nice hot shower. I washed her hair and lathered 
up her body, just like I used to when she was a baby. 
Yesterday she would have pitched a fit if I had tried 
to bathe her. Now she stood, docile, not even 
complaining when I inserted a finger into her vagina to 
rinse her out. After I had rinsed her off she stepped 
out and dried off and I washed myself off. 

I stepped out of the shower and dried off and went into 
my bedroom. Mom had set up a folding cot and Mel was 
laying on it, staring at the ceiling. I went in and sat 
on the edge of my bed and caressed her sweet face. She 
smiled at me, but I could see the tears in her eyes. 

"I guess we could still make a run for it," I said. "I 
could load the car while you pack."

She looked at me and said, "A little late now I 
suppose. Besides, if we had any money or someplace to 
go we wouldn't be here. Nothing changed in the last 
hour did it?"

I tried not to cry in front of her, but I couldn't help 
it. "Yes," I sobbed. "Something did change. My baby was 
raped and it was all my fault. After I stabbed Pug I 
should have killed myself."

Mel sat up, groaning with the pain as she did. "Oh no 
mommy!" she exclaimed. "Listen, it wasn't even that 
bad. You know what a baby I am. You always have to tell 
me to quit whining."

I pulled her into my lap and I held her tightly. 

"It's okay mom," she said quietly. "We will find a way 
out of this."

I was supposed to be comforting her! It just wasn't 
fair! She was almost the perfect kid. She was smart and 
beautiful. She had a great personality. She was nice to 
the kids that the bullies picked on. She did everything 
I asked her. She should be safe in a happy home, 
protected from the sort of men I had delivered her to. 
Life sucks!

I put her back in her cot and covered her up. Then I 
went out to the living room. I asked mom where the 
alcohol was and she made me a drink. Then we sat and 
looked at each other for a while. She asked if Mel was 
alright.

"More or less," I said. "Weren't you watching? She just 
got raped in the mouth and the vagina by two large men. 
She is ten years old. How do you think she is?!"

"I'm sorry dear. I know it is hard for both of you. But 
you knew what was going to happen if you came back 
here," mom said, as if that relieved her of any 
responsibility.

"No," I said. "Actually I was hoping that with Pug gone 
we had a chance. Do you know what I had to go through 
to get here? We slept in the car in rest areas. I 
stopped in every likely place all the way across the 
country to look for a job, any kind of job. I ran out 
of gas a hundred miles from here and I had to suck off 
a pimple faced gas station attendant to get enough gas 
to get here. I just kept hoping that with Pug gone you 
had changed, or his buddies had moved on with their 
lives. Kevin may have a smaller dick, but there is 
something not right with him. He is going to really 
hurt someone one of these days, probably one of the 
three of us, or all three of us."

"Speaking of Kevin," I asked, "what kind of woman did 
he find for a wife? She must be someone like you!"

"Not quite," mom said, with a funny look on her face. 
"He didn't find her in the usual way. He bought her 
from her family."

She grinned at the shock on my face and went on.

"Her family are regulars at the club. You remember the 
club I suppose?"

I shuddered as I remembered my visits to that club. It 
had been horrible. Endless gang rapes were the norm. 
Humiliation was part of the pleasure they took when 
they used us. Not to mention the stage show we had put 
on during our second visit when we had been tortured 
for hours.

Mom continued, "Kevin found out about the club when he 
got older and he joined. I think that might be why Pug 
stopped taking me there after a while. But before we 
stopped going I saw him buy the twelve year old girl 
from her parents. She had been to the club several 
times, but her parents had never put her out on stage. 
I heard that a few select members were able to enjoy 
her in private, but that was a rumor."

"That was two years ago. She is fourteen now. I haven't 
seen her in a while, but I doubt if she is having an 
easy time of it."

That was enough cheery chat for me. I finished my drink 
and went to bed.

When I got to my room I could tell that Mel was still 
awake. I pulled down the covers on my bed and pulled 
her out of her cot and put her in bed with me and I 
held her tight until she went to sleep. Then I drifted 
off too.

When I woke up in the morning it was late. I guess I 
was making up for lost time in the sleep department. 
Mel was up and she and mom had already eaten breakfast. 
I went to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed 
my teeth. Then I went out to the kitchen. 

I wasn't hungry so I turned down mom's offer to cook me 
something. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down and 
sipped at it and watched Mel across the table. 

"You look better," I said. "Sleep well?"

"Yes mom, I am better, and I did sleep well. And you 
should eat something," Mel said, as if she were the 
mother.

"You know it is going to be a rough day, don't you?" I 
asked.

She nodded. "I have been talking to grandma. She has 
been telling me a lot of the things they like to do. 
And she has been telling me about Kevin. I'm ready. Or 
at least I am as ready as I can be. At least I had a 
preview last night. I guess they have already done 
their worst."

"No, there are things that they have not done yet that 
are worse. And I know that they will do at least one of 
those things today. Kevin is not going to wait."

"You mean fuck my ass?" she asked.

I spit out a mouthful of coffee when she said that. My 
little girl said fuck! My little ten year old daughter 
said fuck!! And she said it with a straight face and 
didn't flinch.

"Grandma has helped me with that," she said, in a 
matter of fact tone of voice that was almost 
comforting.

"How did grandma help you with that?" I asked. I didn't 
know there was help with that!

"She put some cream up my butt and stretched me out a 
little with a rubber cock," Mel said, as if that was 
something any good grandmother would do for her 
granddaughter.

I looked at my mother and said, "Jesus mom! You've been 
out here fucking my daughter while I was sleeping?!"

Mom blushed a little and said, "You know I did her a 
favor Dani. You saw how Kevin took her cherry. He was 
not a gentle boy; he is not a gentle man."

She was right, I suppose. I just didn't like the whole 
idea of it.

I rinsed out my coffee cup and looked at the time. Less 
than half an hour until the party was scheduled to 
start. As that thought flickered across my mind Ray 
walked in. We all looked up and he said that Kevin had 
called him and told him to get there a little early and 
be ready. Then he got out his camera and a DVD from a 
little bag he was carrying and he gave me the DVD to 
get set up. 

While I was doing that he got undressed and got the 
camera ready to go. Nobody said a word for ten minutes. 
We heard a car pull up outside and in a minute Kevin 
came in, followed by a young girl and a boy of about 
the same age. 

The look on the face of the girl broke my heart. She 
reminded me of myself at her age, broken and terrified. 

Kevin made the introductions. He introduced us to his 
child bride, Sera, and her twin brother Sean. Unlike 
Sera, her brother Sean looked like he was looking 
forward to the afternoon. He glanced around at all of 
the naked feminine flesh and his face lit up like a kid 
at Christmas time. I suspect he shared a lot of Kevin's 
personality traits, arrogance, brutality, things like 
that.

Kevin came in and sat down. He called Melody over and 
pulled her onto his lap. She didn't resist, but it was 
obvious that she was scared. While Kevin sat and played 
with Mel, Kevin's wife Sera stood quietly while her 
brother gleefully undressed her. Once she was naked he 
tossed her dress on the floor and came over to where I 
was standing. 

He looked me over for a minute and then said, "Kevin 
told me all about you." While he talked he started 
moving his hands over my breasts and then down to my 
pussy. "He told me how he used to come over here 
everyday after school and make you suck him and fuck 
him and eat his asshole out. He told me how he used to 
like to catch you on the toilet and piss on you." He 
looked down at my pubic hair and pulled on it gently 
and said, "I like your cunt hair. We're going to have a 
lot of fun with it."

I didn't know what he was talking about, but I didn't 
think it mattered. I couldn't imagine that they would 
be doing much of anything that would be pleasant with, 
or to us today. He slid a finger into my pussy and then 
two. He was very rough. It was obvious that he was 
rough on purpose. It wasn't just that he was ignorant 
of female anatomy. He had obviously had ample 
opportunities to become familiar with that. He enjoyed 
hurting people, just like Kevin did.

Everyone was watching Sean play with me and when the 
door opened we were all startled. Ted, Floyd and Jack 
walked in together and quickly shut the door behind 
them. They were apparently not familiar with Sera and 
they certainly hadn't met my daughter, so they paid 
little attention to my mother and me, at least at the 
start. Jack and Floyd were drawn to Sera and were 
treating her the way Sean was treating me. They 
examined her breasts and her ass and her pussy and took 
great pleasure in how uncomfortable they made her.

Ted on the other hand, had always been attracted to the 
younger set. He was drawn to my daughter's flat chest. 
She was still sitting in Kevin's lap. Kevin had his 
hand buried in her crotch and she was obviously not 
enjoying it. Ted walked up to them and stared at her 
puffy nipples for a minute and then reached out and 
started running his fingers around them. He did that 
for several minutes. Then he started pinching them, 
softly as first, then harder.

Mel was groaning in pain and there were tears running 
down her cheeks as Ted started pinching her nipples and 
pulling them out away from her body, stretching them as 
far as he could. She never complained. She just cried 
louder and louder. I watched Kevin's face as he watched 
Ted. It was obvious that it was turning him on. We were 
in some serious trouble.

Sean finally moved away from me and he and Jack left 
the room and went down the hall. They were back in a 
couple of minutes and Sean said, "Ready."

Kevin stood Mel up and then he stood up. I could see 
his erection tenting his pants. It was going to be a 
long, unpleasant afternoon. Kevin told everyone to wait 
where we were and took my mother and pulled her out of 
the room. Ray followed with the camera.

He and Ray came back in about five minutes and took his 
child bride next. While we were waiting Ted was playing 
with Mel again and Sean had gone back to toying with my 
body.

Before Ted could do much more damage to Mel, Kevin and 
Ray came back in and took her away. Five minutes later 
they came back for me. He pulled me down the hallway 
and into the spare bedroom that was always kept locked. 
Now I saw why. It was a very large room. Apparently it 
had been added on after the house was built. It had 
high ceilings and three of the walls were rough pine 
boards, the fourth was stone, with a large fireplace. 
But that wasn't why I screamed when I walked into the 
room.

Mel, my mother, and Sera were all bound to various 
racks and benches and tables. When I saw them I 
screamed and came to a halt. This was bad. This was 
very bad. I tried to pull away and get out but Kevin 
had an iron grip on my wrist and he dragged me easily 
into the room. 

Sean pointed to a strange table and said, "That one 
Kevin."

I was picked up by Kevin and Jack and my legs were 
fastened to two metal poles that extended out from a 
small platform just about big enough for my ass to sit 
on. Then it extended down to the floor so that when my 
torso was strapped down I hung down with my head two 
feet lower than my butt and my back was bent at an 
uncomfortable angle.

I could see the others; Mel was restrained face down on 
the bench that they had used when they broke in my ass 
all those years ago. Her head and her pussy and her ass 
were all readily accessible.

Sera was face up on another bench that was like a wide, 
padded sawhorse, except that it was curved upwards in 
the middle so that her body was bowed with her head 
hanging down one side and her pussy hanging down the 
other.

My mother was on a giant wooden cross, just like the 
ones we had been suspended from when we were tortured 
at the club we were taken to, except this cross was 
horizontal. Her arms and legs were spread out as far as 
possible and her head hung down, unsupported. Her pussy 
was easily accessible. I suppose that was the point.

Ray had filmed everything up until now. But once I was 
strapped in he shut the camera off and set it down. I 
looked around the room and started looking more closely 
at the items hanging everywhere around the room. There 
were whips and paddles of every possible description. 
There were tools I couldn't even begin to describe. I 
saw a rack containing those cattle prods that had been 
used on us at the club. But mostly I saw a lot of 
things that looked evil, but I had no idea what they 
were.

Then I noticed something else. There were a dozen 
cameras in the ceiling and at strategic areas around 
the walls. Everything was still being filmed!

By the time I finished my inventory all of the men had 
finished undressing. Ted and Kevin went to Mel 
immediately. Ted waited for Kevin to force his cock 
into her mouth, but as soon as it was wet he moved 
behind her and with only her spit for lubrication, and 
no warm up at all, he started forcing his cock into her 
ass. She screamed in pain and Ted stood by her head, 
holding her head up and keeping her face turned so that 
Kevin could see her suffering. He fucked her brutally 
and I was grateful then for what my mother had done for 
her earlier, although it obviously wasn't enough.

I saw Floyd and Jack moving over to the bench that Sera 
was bound to. They teased her body roughly, then they 
went to either side of the bench and started fucking 
her face and her pussy, again, brutally. That seemed to 
be the most important thing to all of these men. 
Everything had to be rough, painful, degrading. The 
more their victim struggled and screamed and cried the 
happier they were.

Ray went over to my mother and started fucking her. She 
didn't realize that he had one of the cattle prods 
behind his back. Her head hung down and shortly after 
he started fucking her, Ray lifted the cattle prod and 
placed it lightly under one breast and pushed the 
button. I heard that electric buzzing and suddenly my 
mother screamed at the top of her lungs. 

I wondered how long all of this stuff had been here. I 
had never seen Pug come in this room. I thought it was 
just storage. They must have converted it after I ran 
away. That was as far as I got before I was distracted.

Sean walked up to me. I was hanging down and to me he 
was upside down. But I was hanging down at a slight 
angle and it wasn't too bad, yet. 

I looked at Sean and his cock was inches from my face. 
I was at least grateful that I could see both of his 
hands and he wasn't holding a cattle prod.

He took a step and I didn't even think of resisting as 
he forced his cock into my mouth and straight down my 
throat. He was rough, of course, but it wasn't too bad. 
His cock was pretty nice for a fourteen year old, but 
still, he was no Pug. 

Once his cock was buried in my throat he leaned on me 
and started fucking my mouth. As he fucked he opened a 
drawer that I hadn't seen. It was under my seat. The 
next thing I knew I was screaming around his cock in 
reaction to the sudden, sharp pain in my pubic area, 
then another and another. It took me a few moments to 
realize that he was pulling out my pubic hair with a 
pair of pliers. 

I have never had a lot of pubic hair. What hair I have 
is very fine, blonde, and widely spaced. Not like the 
thick bush my mother had before they made her shave it 
off. But I realized I wasn't going to have it long. 
Sean was pulling it out three or four or five hairs at 
a time and enjoying my screams around his pistoning 
cock.

His staying power was remarkable for a young boy. That 
might explain Sera's haggard appearance when she 
arrived. It had been obvious that he knew his way 
around his sister's body.

I couldn't see what was happening around me while he 
was fucking my face. I could hear the others screaming 
from time to time. But my whole world was revolving 
around Sean's cock in my mouth and the pliers he was 
wielding in my crotch. It felt like my pussy was on 
fire. 

Sean finally came after what seemed like a very long 
time. But it was impossible to judge time under those 
circumstances. I had thought that once he had an orgasm 
he might stop, or at least pause for a rest. But he did 
neither. He held his soft cock in my mouth and leaned 
down over my body and slowly and methodically and 
brutally removed all of my pubic hair. It took most of 
the afternoon. Every once in a while he would get hard 
again and start fucking my mouth again. But he never 
stopped yanking out my pubic hair.

He shot his cum in my mouth for the fourth time right 
after he finished with my pussy. Finally he stepped 
away and I breathed deeply for the first time in hours. 
I was crying loudly and I couldn't see for the tears. I 
tried to see if Mel was alright, but I could only see a 
blur with two other blurs moving around it. It appeared 
that Mel was now being fucked by two men. But I 
couldn't even see who at the moment.

Sean moved beside me and put the pliers back in their 
drawer. Then he moved a lever and I was tilted up so 
that my head and torso were now level with the rest of 
my body. 

My eyes finally cleared enough so that I could see. I 
looked over at Mel and I saw that Ted was fucking her 
pussy, probably not for the first time, and Jack was 
fucking her face.

Floyd was with Ray and they were fucking Sera. Every 
few minutes they would switch places, trading orifices. 
I don't know how long we had been in here but Sean had 
cum in my mouth four times with long rest periods in 
between. So I assumed that most of the men would be 
spent by now. But four of them were still going strong. 

Kevin was standing in front of mom, but at first I 
couldn't see what he was doing. Then my vision cleared 
a little more and I saw that Kevin had attached large 
clamps to my mother's nipples and they were attached to 
cables and drawn up toward the ceiling. It looked like 
one more little tug would be enough to rip her nipples 
off. I recognized those sharp toothed clamps from the 
club. They had made my nipples bleed. And now I could 
see the blood running down her breasts and then down 
her chest. Now I could see what Kevin was doing. He was 
sticking large skewers into her breasts. Many of them 
went all of the way through. It made me want to throw 
up to look at it. Mom wasn't screaming anymore though. 
I couldn't see her face. Her head hung down still. But 
I would be surprised if she were still conscious.

I was suddenly refocused on my own situation when Sean 
grabbed my hair and twisted my head to face him. I 
screamed in pain and looked up at him. He was smiling 
at me and said, "Hey Dani, you should see your cunt 
now. It's just as smooth as a baby's. I bet Ted will 
even want to fuck you now. If he can stop fucking your 
baby girl long enough. You've had a hard afternoon 
girl. I bet you're thirsty, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, please," I whispered. My throat was so sore 
from screaming that I couldn't talk. "Please let me 
have some water."

Sean smiled and said, "Gee Dani, I'm sorry. I didn't 
bring in any water. But don't worry; I have just what 
you need."

He pulled my hair a little harder and said, "I am going 
to give you a drink now. You had better not spill a 
drop. If I see one drop hit the floor I am going to put 
one of those cattle prods in your cunt and hold the 
button down until the batteries go dead.

He stepped up to my face and put his cock in my mouth. 
He released my hair and put his hands on his hips and 
smiled down at me. I knew what he was going to do, but 
I didn't know how on earth I could do what he wanted. I 
had to admit though; I was much more terrified of the 
cattle prod than I was a mouthful of urine.

It took him a few moments to start. I saw him straining 
to release his stream and then I felt a few tentative 
drips into my mouth. I prayed for the strength to do 
this as the drips became a strong stream filling my 
mouth and making me ill as I fought to keep up with his 
rapidly emptying bladder. I suppose terror is a good 
motivator. I managed to swallow his entire stream. He 
held his soft cock in my mouth, making sure I got every 
drop. He actually looked disappointed when I didn't 
spill any.

He walked away again and I had another chance to check 
on Mel. She was still lying limply on the bench. I 
could see pools of cum beneath her crotch and it looked 
like there was a lot of it on her stomach and chest 
too. I couldn't see her face.

I heard a sharp noise, a smack of something substantial 
slapping tender flesh, and I heard a loud scream. I 
looked around suddenly and saw that Ray was now 
whipping Sera's young breasts with a thick piece of 
leather. It was about eighteen inches long and an inch 
wide and very thick. I was watching when the next 
stroke hit and I saw the horrible damage it was doing 
to her breasts. The strap drove into her flesh all the 
way to her rib cage, then rebounded, leaving a bright 
red mark. 

That was all the time I had to look around. I saw a 
blur in front of my face and I screamed in agony as 
Sean beat my breasts with the same kind of strap that 
Ray was using on Sera. He hit me again and I screamed 
again. Then once more and finally I was lucky enough to 
pass out.

I don't know if he kept hitting me after I lost 
consciousness or not. I think he did because my breasts 
were totally covered with those bright red marks when I 
finally woke up again.

When consciousness returned I lay still for a few 
moments before I realized that, except for an 
occasional quiet sob the room was quiet. I looked 
around and saw that all of the men were out of the 
room. Sera was the one sobbing quietly. I couldn't see 
Mel or my mother's face to see if they were awake. I 
looked back and saw that the door was closed. 

I called softly to Mel and she answered. "Are you 
alright?" I asked.

"I think so," she answered. "Am I bleeding?"

"I don't think so honey. I don't see any blood."

"Sera," I called out. "Honey, are you alright?"

She turned her head to look at me with her glazed eyes 
and then let her head fall back and continued to sob 
quietly.

I could see that the clamps and the skewers had been 
removed from my mother's breasts. I called out to her, 
but she didn't answer.

I laid my head back down and waited for what ever was 
going to be next.

It was a long wait. I was in agony and terrified of 
what was to come. My breasts were on fire and my throat 
wasn't much better off. And my stomach was trying very 
hard to rebel. And I was still thirsty. Urine is not 
the thirst quencher you might think it is.

I heard noises after what seemed like an eternity. The 
door was opened and the men came back in. Only this 
time they weren't alone. There were two newcomers, a 
very large man in his mid fifties and a younger man who 
appeared to be in his thirties. Even upside down I 
could see the resemblance. If I had to guess I would 
guess that the two men were father and son. 

The men were laughing and joking and talking like a 
bunch of school girls. When they walked in I heard the 
surprised exclamations of the newcomers. Apparently 
they liked what they saw. 

"Shit!" I thought, "two more fucking cocks to drain!" I 
had really hoped that this was about over. 
Unfortunately I wasn't seeing the whole picture. Not 
until they all came into the room did I see the two 
Great Danes that the newcomers were leading. I knew 
right away what that meant.

I watched as one of the dogs was secured to a ring in 
the wall. The other was led over to Sera. She didn't 
react at all. I guess she had done this before too. The 
dog was led to her pussy first and he licked it avidly. 
There was certainly a lot of fluid leaking out of her.

When they were satisfied that they had gotten what they 
could from her pussy they led the dog around to her 
face and he started licking her face. Sera didn't move 
until Kevin said sharply, "Sera, what did I teach you 
about showing your boyfriends affection?"

I watched in horror as Sera opened her mouth wide and 
stuck out her tongue, trying to French kiss the dog. 
The dog, in turn, once it cleaned the cum from around 
her mouth, started forcing it's huge tongue inside her 
mouth. I had to fight hard not to throw up as I 
watched. But I couldn't stop watching.

The dog was led up over her another foot and licked at 
her bruised breasts for a moment before he was led up 
until his cock was right at her mouth. I watched in 
total disbelief as she opened her mouth and took that 
huge dog cock all the way down her throat. As soon as 
his cock was planted in her mouth the dog started 
humping furiously. 

I watched as the knot at the base of his cock started 
swelling. I remembered that knot from when I was fucked 
by a dog when I was a little girl. That day we were 
tortured at the club. I remembered how painful it had 
been. I didn't think it possible for the animal to get 
that huge knot in her mouth. But he did. And she let 
him, though it was obvious that she had no other 
options. 

As soon as his knot was buried in her mouth the dog 
stopped hunching and shivered violently for a long, 
long time. I knew what that meant. He was cumming. He 
was filling her stomach with dog cum.

When it was finally over, the dog was led away and it 
looked like Sera had lost consciousness. I hoped she 
was alright. But then, if you are going to have to live 
like this, maybe dead isn't such a bad thing to be.

The first dog was tied up to another ring in the wall 
and the second one was untied. I wondered who would be 
the next victim. I saw them leading the dog towards Mel 
and screamed at them. 

I begged Kevin to use me instead. I just knew that 
huge, violent dog would damage my daughter. I begged 
and pleaded and screamed and finally Kevin came over to 
me and said, "Okay, you can take Mel's place. I am 
going to unfasten your straps and you are going to get 
down on the floor and you are going to let him eat you 
out and then you are going to suck face with him just 
like Sera did. 

Then you are going to put your head down and suck on 
his cock for a couple of minutes, and finally you will 
turn around and let him mount you. And you will reach 
back and help him find the hole. Are we clear on that?"

I nodded. It was making me sick to think about it. But 
I couldn't let them put that dog on my little girl.

The straps holding my hands and my ankles were released 
and I slid to the floor. I moved away from the table I 
had been secured to and lay back and stretched my legs 
wide. 

They led the dog up and he instantly started lapping my 
pussy with his huge tongue. I had not been fucked there 
today. All of the semen had been deposited in my mouth 
today, so all that he had to lick was my dry pussy. But 
I guess the scent of a female was enough to keep him 
happy, and I knew I was going to need the moisture 
there soon.

I watched Kevin and when he nodded I sat up and put my 
arms around the dog's neck and tried to kiss him like 
Sera had. He detected the cum on my breath, I guess, 
and got more excited as his tongue shot out, first 
lapping my face and then exploring my mouth 
frantically. 

I had my eyes closed until Kevin nudged me with his 
foot and I looked up. He nodded again and I backed away 
from the dog. The handler had to hold him with all of 
his strength to keep him from following me. I moved 
around to the dog's side and got up on my hands and 
knees. I leaned down and there in my face, close up, 
was a huge red cock. I knew they were large. But damn! 
Close up and in my face it seemed huge!

I leaned down and took it into my mouth and started 
sucking. There was a lot of fluid leaking out of his 
cock and at first I thought he was cumming, but then I 
remembered what it was like when a dog cums and I knew 
it wasn't that. Then I thought he was peeing, but it 
wasn't enough for that. I finally decided that it must 
be his lubrication fluids streaming out of his cock. I 
kept sucking though. I didn't want to piss Kevin off 
and have him change his mind and go back to Mel.

I sucked him for several minutes and then I felt Kevin 
kicking my ass. I pulled my mouth off of the dog's cock 
and turned around so that my ass was in the dog's face. 
He started licking me again and then his handler pulled 
him up over me. He was so tall that his chest didn't 
even touch my back!

I felt him start humping, trying to locate a hole to 
fuck with that giant cock, but he was too tall. I 
finally had to straighten my legs up and then I was 
able to grab his cock and place it at the entrance to 
my pussy. And then he was in. I was more grossed out 
the first time I suppose. But it was harder this time 
because every time that huge animal thrust violently at 
my pussy he shoved me across the floor. 

The men were laughing and joking and making fun of me. 
I could only struggle to stay on my feet and keep my 
pussy where he could reach it. Every stroke drove his 
cock against my cervix and the pain was getting to be 
more than I could take when I finally felt that damned 
knot forced into my pussy and then the animal tried to 
clamp his forelegs around my shoulders and hold me as 
he shivered and filled me with cum. I could feel it 
filling me up. It is an awful feeling. 

Eventually he was finished and he tried backing out. 
But he was tied with me, of course. And unlike my first 
experience with a dog, this time I was not fastened to 
a bench and I was pushed and pulled everywhere this 
large animal wanted to go. Eventually he turned around 
and stepped over me and then we were butt to butt. Then 
he dragged me backwards around the room for a few 
minutes before he finally managed to pull out of me. I 
screamed in pain when that huge knot pulled out, then I 
collapsed on the floor. 

I saw one of the newcomers tie the second dog up and 
then they pulled out their cocks and went around the 
room sampling all of the women. They even made me get 
on my hands and knees. I wouldn't think anyone would 
want to fuck a woman after a dog had, but then again, 
after he pulled his cock out of my pussy he just took a 
few steps and shoved it down my daughter's throat. So I 
guess it didn't matter to him.

They both finished up in Mel and put their cocks away 
and grabbed their dogs and left. They were seen out by 
most of the men. Ray and Ted stayed behind to release 
us. I finally struggled to my feet and went to see to 
my daughter. As I was helping her I saw my mother 
helping Sera. We hobbled out of the room and I took Mel 
to one bathroom and mom took Sera to her bathroom. 

I had to pee urgently, and then I let the dog cum drain 
out of me. Mel couldn't wait so I told her to squat 
over the shower drain. I finally had a chance to look 
at my naked pubic mound and I almost cried. The hair 
was all gone. It was red and swollen and there were a 
few places where there were drops of blood still oozing 
out.

My breasts were turning black and blue already and I 
couldn't even touch them. It would be days before I 
could put a blouse on.

I finally stood up and flushed the toilet. I went to 
check on Mel and she was just sitting on the bench in 
the shower waiting for me. She stepped out and I turned 
on the water and then we took a long hot shower.

When we dried off and went out to the living room to 
make sure that all of the men were gone. I checked the 
time and it was after 7:00 PM! The rape and torture had 
gone on for nearly seven hours. 

I guided Mel back to our bedroom and put her on the bed 
and examined her. Her butt and her vagina were both red 
and swollen, but I couldn't see any sign that she had 
been torn. Her little nipples were also bruised and 
swollen. I sat beside her and said, "That was too much, 
that was more than I expected, more than ever before. I 
am sorry baby; I will kill him before I'll let him do 
that again."

Mel just looked at me with a faraway look in her eyes 
for a moment, and then she hugged me and started to 
cry. That was all it took for me. The two of us hugged 
and cried for a long time. When she finally calmed down 
I left her on my bed and went to the living room.

Mom was sitting alone in a chair, just staring at a 
wall. I walked past her to the kitchen and poured us 
both a stiff drink. I took them back to the living room 
and handed one to her. She sipped at it absently and I 
asked her, "Was it good for you?"

She looked up at me and I saw the agony she was in. It 
was plastered all over her face. I looked at her body. 
There were more than a hundred bleeding little pin 
holes in her tits, and her nipples were still bleeding 
slowly from the deep wounds that the clamps had left. 
There were little round red marks all over her body 
which I assumed were from the cattle prod. There were 
all sorts of miscellaneous bruises and welts and one of 
her lips was cut and bleeding.

But she had looked up when I spoke and she was sipping 
her drink, so I knew she was hearing me.

"I won't go through that again," I said. "I won't let 
them do that to my daughter again. I will kill them all 
first, every last one of them."

Mom looked up at me for a minute and then just shrugged 
and went back to staring at the wall.

I finished my drink and then went and made us both 
another. Then I sat down on the couch and said, "Tell 
me about that room."

She didn't answer at first. Then she started talking 
quietly. 

"It was just storage until you ran away. About five 
years after you left, Pug spent the weekend emptying 
the room. On Monday a dozen men showed up to build onto 
the room. They took their time because they spent all 
of their time having sex with me. But finally it was 
done on the outside. Pug added extra insulation and 
made it soundproof. Then he put in the wood on the 
walls. The builders had done the stonework. He put in a 
stone floor. Then he started building those benches and 
tables and accumulating all of that torture stuff. 

Mostly it was just Pug and me and sometimes the guys. 
But Pug never let it get out of hand. It was just rough 
sex. And that was fine.

After you killed Pug I locked the room up and just kind 
of forgot about it. I met Kevin that day and a couple 
of days later he came over and used me the way Kevin 
likes to use a woman and that was fine too. But then he 
called Ray and they talked. Kevin found out about the 
room and I guess he got all excited."

"The next time he came over I had to show him the room 
and he loved it. And there was nobody to make sure he 
didn't get carried away. Then he had a party with the 
other four and I was in that room for almost the entire 
weekend. There weren't any dogs, but I did everything 
else in there for all five of them. Kevin really likes 
those needles and sharp clamps, and that fucking cattle 
prod!"

"Maybe I missed it," I said sarcastically, "but I don't 
remember your mentioning that mother fucking room!"

I don't believe it! She actually looked guilty for just 
a second!

"When are they coming back?" I asked.

"They probably won't be back for three or four days. 
They usually give me that long to recover."

I got up and gulped down the rest of my drink and went 
to bed. I tried to sneak into bed but Mel was still 
awake. I got in beside her and held her gently and 
promised her that it would never happen again. 

I expected that we would both be crippled the next 
morning. But we took some Tylenol and I put a couple of 
suppositories in most of our orifices and we were able 
to get around some.

After breakfast I asked Mel if she would like to try to 
get dressed and go down to the little park nearby and 
get some air. We had been in the house for two days and 
I had to get away from my mother for a while, before I 
strangled her. She agreed to try and we went down the 
hall and put on some loose fitting clothes. 

On the way out I told mom we were going to the park and 
we left. She didn't even look up.

It was a pleasant Monday morning and there was almost 
no one around. We made it to the bandstand and tried to 
relax for a while. The old bandstand needed a coat of 
paint, but it still seemed strong enough to hold a 
band. 

We sat together. Mel stretched out and laid her head in 
my lap. I looked down at her and gently smoothed her 
hair and caressed her cheek. 

I had put my head back and my eyes were closed when I 
heard a noise. I looked up and saw a man had come up 
into the bandstand. He spotted us and said, "Oh excuse 
me. I didn't know anyone was here."

He turned around and started to leave, and then he 
turned back and looked at me closely.

I looked at him to see if he was going to say anything 
when suddenly I knew who it was. I yelled "Todd!" the 
same time that he yelled "Dani!"

I got up suddenly and ran to him and we hugged. I 
didn't even feel the pain in my boobs at first, I was 
that happy to see him. 

I finally pulled back and introduced him to Melody. She 
sat up and tried to be friendly, but she was really 
feeling bad.

I saw that look in his eyes. The look he always got 
when Pug had worked me over real good the night before. 

"I don't get it!" he exploded. "You were gone. You were 
free. I even read where you killed the bastard and I 
cheered for you. And now you're back?"

I pulled him over to the bench where we had been 
sitting and I told him everything that had happened 
since I ran away. While we were talking I noticed that 
his eyes were the exact same gray blue color as Mel's. 

I told him about how I had worked my ass off and gotten 
an education and raised my daughter to be nearly 
perfect. I told him what had happened when Pug showed 
up. Then I told him how it had all come apart.

When I was done he pulled me close and I cried all over 
him, just like the good old days. After I had calmed 
down and sat up he reached over and unbuttoned my 
blouse and looked at my tortured chest. He shook his 
head and then he nodded towards Mel and I started 
crying again. I nodded and he held me again. 

When I calmed down again he said, "Now what?"

I said, "I don't know. I told my mother that that was 
the last time. If they tried that again I would kill 
all five of them. But I don't know what to do. If I had 
some place to go I wouldn't be here. I can't get a job 
because of that bastard Pug. I am broke. And god, you 
must be awful sick of my whining. Tell me about you."

"After you left I was hopeless for a long time. I had 
it bad for you. But I understood why you left. I just 
wish you had tried to get in touch with me."

"I'm sorry," I said, "I wanted to. I thought about you 
every day. I still think about you all the time. You 
are the only guy that was ever nice to me." I kissed 
him and then sat back to let him continue.

"I finished school," he said, "but I couldn't go to 
college. My grades weren't good enough for a 
scholarship and my parents didn't have any money. So I 
went to work. I continued to live at home and pay my 
folks room and board and they were fine with that. 
And I was able to save some money."

"I went to work for a nice old man in a plumbing supply 
store. He taught me everything he knew, and he knew 
everything, especially how to make custom fittings for 
unusual installations. That is pretty much of a lost 
art now."

"Then, about five years after I had started working for 
him, he came to me and told me that he was going to 
have to retire and he was going to sell the business. I 
panicked at first. But then I asked him how much he was 
going to sell for, and it turned out that, with a small 
loan and my savings I could swing it."

"The old guy, Mr. Jeffries, was happy to sell to me and 
even knocked a bunch off the price. I had the loan paid 
off the first year. Mr. Jeffries had always had a good 
reputation, and I did the same kind of job he did. Plus 
he recommended me to everyone he knew, and he knew just 
about everyone."

"After two years I started expanding. I had to do 
something; I was making too much money. It didn't hurt 
that I was the only person to go to for a lot of the 
custom fittings in those big mega-bucks mansions people 
are moving into around this part of the country. Now I 
have the largest plumbing supply store in a five state 
area and I have hired well. I have trained my people 
and the place almost runs itself. I go in and do 
paperwork and solve an impossible problem every now and 
then just for the fun of it."

"Are you married?" I asked. Surely he must be. He is 
the perfect man after all.

"I was," he said with a wry grin. "But I got married 
too soon. I wasn't over you. I'm still not over you."

I looked at him in disbelief. Surely he was just 
teasing me. I am way beyond damaged goods now. 

"Oh god Todd, If only that were true, I never stopped 
loving you. But look at me. I am a mess. I have a 
daughter. And there are those movies. The old ones all 
seem to be back east now. But in the last two days they 
have made more. And they are awful. You wouldn't want 
to have pictures like that start showing up of your 
wife."

"I was noticing your beautiful daughter. She has my 
eyes doesn't she?" 

I nodded.

"I can take care of the movies, and Kevin, and the gang 
of four too. Well, I can't. But I have business 
acquaintances that specialize in that kind of work. 
They can get those movies back and make sure those five 
pricks don't get within a mile of you again. I can 
guarantee that."

"Think about this Todd. You think you know what I, what 
we have been through? Well, it was worse than that. I 
am really damaged goods sweetheart."

I glanced at Mel and she was following this 
conversation closely. I had told her that I had only 
one boyfriend in my life and I suppose that she 
realized that it was Todd. I wondered if she was 
wondering if Todd was her father.

"Yeah," he said with a smile. "You always were a fuck 
up."

I slapped at him and he didn't even bother to duck. He 
just pulled me close again and kissed me and said, "I 
still love you. Come away with me, today."

I was starting to get excited. He really meant it! He 
had always been the man of my dreams, and now it looked 
like my dreams were going to come true.

I turned to Mel and said, "Well baby, how do you feel 
about running away to live with this crazy bastard." 

She smiled and said, "Can't be much worse than what we 
have now, can it?"

He smiled at her and said, "Ten years old and already a 
smart ass! Just like me. We may have to have a DNA test 
done."

Todd stood up and said, "Come on, let's go get whatever 
you need for tonight. We'll tell your mother you are 
going with me and that someone will come pick up the 
rest of your things later, alright?"

I was so excited I couldn't talk. I didn't even care 
how badly my boobs hurt, I hugged him tight and then 
helped Mel up and we started to leave the bandstand. 

Then I remembered something. "Wait," I said suddenly. 
"There is one more thing that your friends might be 
able to help with."

Todd looked at Mel and said, "Damn, she's starting to 
nag already!"

Mel smiled and said, "Yeah, but she has good days too."

"Todd," I said, "do you remember Kevin?"

He got a disgusted look on his face and said, "Yeah, I 
remember that asshole, oops, sorry Mel."

Mel said, "Don't be, he is."

I told Todd about Sera. I asked if he could do anything 
for her.

He was pretty sure that his friends could fix just 
about anything.

We walked slowly back to the house and mom never said a 
word while we packed up a few things and left with 
Todd. I left my old Chevy wagon in the driveway and 
Todd drove us home in his large, luxurious Mercedes. I 
felt like an imposter. Like someone would come and 
check my ID and make me get the hell out of the nice 
car.

As we drove Mel kept staring at Todd. He asked her what 
she was looking at and she said, "It would be nice if 
you were my dad. I like you. Can we really have that 
DNA test?"

"You know what that is?" he asked, surprised.

Mel nodded.

Todd said, "Maybe it would be better if we didn't. You 
and Dani can come live with me and I can be your dad 
and we can love each other and I can protect you and it 
won't matter what a blood test says. Think about it for 
a while."

"Okay," she said, but she sounded unconvinced.

I suddenly became aware of the houses we were passing 
on the street. Well, it isn't fair to call them houses. 
These were some of those mansions he was talking about 
making custom plumbing fixtures for. 

I turned to him and I didn't know what to say. Less 
than ten years ago he got a job because he couldn't 
afford to go to college. Now he lives in a mansion?!

"Um, do you live around here," I finally asked.

He smiled and turned into the driveway of what appeared 
to be the largest, fanciest house around. 

"You're kidding, right?" I asked, incredulously.

He said, "Well, I might do that to you, but not to 
Melody. Come on in and let me show you your new house."

He pushed a button and the garage door opened and we 
went in through the five car garage. Every slot was 
filled with a fancy car except for the last which had 
five huge motorcycles parked side by side. 

We followed him to the door to the house and he said, 
"Close your mouth and come on in." 

I can't even describe it. It was a palace! It took him 
more than half an hour to show us around. And we didn't 
see everything. We did see the huge pool in the back 
yard with the waterfall and the hot tub. I had seen 
houses like this on TV. I never expected to see the 
inside of one, much less live in one.

I caught his hand and pulled him close and said, "Todd, 
I don't know how to say this. I don't belong in a nice 
place like this. I won't know how to act. I won't know 
what to say to your friends and neighbors. And what if 
they find out about my past?"

Todd looked at Mel and said, "Well sweetheart, I guess 
your mom doesn't want to stay here with us. Will you 
miss her as much as I will?"

Mel smiled and said, "Maybe, I'm not sure."

"Todd! I'm serious. I don't know how to act around rich 
people!"

"I find that it is best to act like Todd. I recommend 
that you act like Dani. Anybody that doesn't like it 
can go to hell."

Todd cooked us a nice meal out on the grill. The steaks 
were as thick as my leg. Before he started cooking 
though, he went in and made some phone calls. After 
dinner we were invited to use the pool. 

I told Todd that we didn't have bathing suits. He said 
that was no problem. He had a specially built clothing 
optional pool. So we all stripped off and went for a 
skinny dip. Mel and I had been so charmed that we had 
forgotten what our bodies must look like. I caught Todd 
trying not to cringe as he looked at our bruised 
bodies. 

"I'm sorry," I said. "I know how it must look. I 
promised never to go back there. I swore never to take 
my baby back there. Desperation makes you do some 
pretty dumb things."

Todd kissed me lightly and said, "Please stop 
apologizing for being a victim. If you don't I suppose 
I'll have to beat you."

A buzzer sounded and Todd looked up. "Someone is at the 
door, I'll be right back."

He got out of the pool and put on a robe and went 
inside.

When he was gone Mel put her arms around me and hugged 
me and said, "Mom, I like him, a lot. And not just 
because he lives in a castle."

I hugged her and said, "He is a good man, Mel. I really 
screwed up when I ran away without telling him. I hope 
I can make it up to him."

Todd came back out through the patio doors and he had 
Sera with him. She looked scared and Mel and I both got 
out of the water and ran over to her. I pulled her 
close and hugged her and then I sat her down in a 
chair. I told her that she was free of Kevin and his 
friends. I asked her to come and live with us. I 
promised her that she would never be abused or tortured 
or raped again. She could go to school and have the 
kind of life every kid deserves.

She looked like she was waiting for the punch line. I 
didn't know what to say to put her at ease.

Todd came close and sat next to her. "Sera, my name is 
Todd," he said. "Dani used to be my girlfriend a long 
time ago. Now she is going to be my girlfriend again, 
maybe even my wife if I get her drunk and talk her into 
it. 

We would like you to come live with us, and Mel of 
course. I don't rape young girls. Well, I don't rape 
any girls. You will be safe here and protected as much 
as a parent can protect a young person. You have been 
through a lot and I would like to get someone that can 
help you, a counselor for people that have been abused. 
Someone to help you get over the things that were done 
to you so that you can feel safe again and build up 
your self esteem and fall in love some day. 

Sera looked at me, as if to ask if she were dreaming. I 
hugged her and said, "It's real baby. He is a good man, 
a very good man. And you aren't the only one that might 
need help with recovery. You probably had it the worst, 
knowing Kevin, but all three of us could use a little 
help, and maybe we can help each other.

Mel came up and stood in front of Sera and said, 
"Please stay Sera, you can be my big sister."

Sera started sobbing, almost out of control. I held her 
close and Mel went to get her some water. When she 
finally calmed down we went inside and sat in the den 
and talked quietly until after midnight. We talked 
about our fears and our hopes and just generally made 
Todd very uncomfortable. 

Finally we all went upstairs and when Sera saw her new 
room she couldn't believe it. We started to leave for 
our own rooms but I thought it might be a good idea if 
the girls shared a room for a couple of nights until 
they were more comfortable. They liked that idea. So 
Todd and I left them to get better acquainted and went 
to our room. I mean our suite. Christ! The master 
bedroom suite is bigger than Pug's house, even 
including the torture chamber. And the bathroom is 
bigger than my apartment had been back east. Hell, the 
closet was bigger than my apartment had been!

Considering how fucked up we three females were, things 
went pretty smoothly after we got settled in. We all 
got some rape counseling. When our stories started 
coming out the counselor was overwhelmed. She thought 
that we were remarkably well balanced, considering what 
we had been through. I thought so too. Even Sera 
progressed quickly. 

Sera had not been to school since the third grade. But 
she had snuck books into her room and was a prolific 
reader. We hired a tutor for her and by the beginning 
of the next school year she was ready to join her peers 
in her sophomore year of high school. She had to 
undergo some extensive testing. We learned that she had 
an extremely high IQ. It was tragic to think what she 
might have become if she had been nourished and 
protected and allowed to grow up normally. But she was 
adjusting. 

Mel was even better. She really got over it fast. She 
was always my anchor when I lived back east. She was 
almost a better parent than I was. 

Todd and I are married now, very happily. And we were 
both pleased to learn that despite all that had 
happened; I still had a very healthy sex drive. 

One day, just for the hell of it, I snuck some samples 
of Todd's hair and Mel's hair and took them to a lab. I 
didn't tell them. I don't know if I will or not. Todd 
is her father. But they couldn't be any closer than 
they are now, and I can't help thinking that Sera might 
feel left out if I told everyone about the DNA test. So 
I'll keep it to myself for now.

I never heard from my mother again. Not until years 
later when she died and I was her sole heir. She must 
have sold the warehouse business, because when the 
estate was finally settled I ended up with a check for 
close to thirty million. That prime waterfront real 
estate must have been worth it's weight in gold.

I never saw the four stooges again either. Ray, Ted, 
Floyd and Jack all became fuzzy memories, but not 
Kevin. I had nightmares about him for years. So did 
Sera. The nightmares finally ended when Kevin and Sean 
were arrested for a rape and grisly torture-murder of a 
young girl. They are both on death row now and we 
followed the trial closely. Sera and I have both found 
that since they were convicted and put on death row the 
nightmares have ended.

THE END

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To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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