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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Pete's Paradise by Max Stewart (maxstewart83@graffiti.net) *** A 30 year old woman is crippled in an accident and, completely helpless to do anything about it, is forced to endure the sick lusts and perversions of her husband. Her humiliating and degrading treatment becomes more and more abusive and she soon finds herself forced to watch as her husband begins to sexually abuse and violate their drugged 3 year old daughter. (M+/F, toddler, extreme-ped, inc, nc, rp, drugs, bd, tor, ws) *** All events and characters in this story are purely fictional. *** By the age of 30, Pete had been a pervert for more than half of his life. He was well-respected by all that knew him, and especially so since he shut down his own business to stay at home day after day to look after his totally paralysed wife. He appeared to be completely devoted to Bev since the car accident turned her into a bed-ridden cripple, that would be a hard enough job for anyone, but he also had a gorgeous little 2 year old daughter named Holly to look after in every way as well. Yes, to his friends, neighbours, and the local church group, Pete was a pillar of strength and an absolute angel on earth. What they didn't know however was that his wife's accident was the best thing that could have happened to him. His business was failing and creditors were lining up to drag him through the courts. Not a day went by that Pete didn't thank the drunk driver for confining his once adoring wife to her bed for the rest of her days and for the huge settlement from the insurance companies which ensured that he'd never have to work again. But mostly he thanked him for turning his wife into a completely helpless and defenceless piece of fuckmeat that he could rape and abuse in any way that he wanted to. Her injuries resulted in her losing all mobility and the power of speech, yet left her mind quite untouched. Bev couldn't move a muscle on her own but she was wide awake and could still feel the slightest of touches anywhere on her body. Pete could finally do as he wanted to the bitch and there was not a thing she could do to stop him. He had never been a happier man in his entire life. Pete began to sexually abuse and violate his totally helpless wife in degrading, humiliating and perverted ways the day she was released from hospital and into his care. He figured that as he would have to do absolutely everything for her for the rest of her life, and there was nothing much she could really do for him in return, he'd fuck her and use her helpless body to satisfy all of his filthy perverted fantasies. All the depraved and sick things he had always wanted to do to her but couldn't were now possible, and as Bev could no longer speak she couldn't tell anyone what he was doing to her. She'd just lay there like a warm piece of meat with wet holes in it and take whatever he felt like doing to her. Thankfully she could still move her eyes and eyelids so Pete could see how she felt about the sick things he did to her, and he loved watching the expressions in her eyes as he violated her helpless body in ways that clearly repulsed and horrified her the most. Bev's biggest mistake, apart from getting in the car that fateful day, was telling him about her past and that she'd been fucked by over 200 men before she met him. She'd started fucking around at 13 and had had a couple of long term relationships during which she remained faithful to her lover, so to fuck that many men in the 10 years before they met meant that Bev was an easy fuck to pick up. She spread her legs for Pete whenever and wherever he wanted and enjoyed being fucked best while he talked dirty to her and told her filthy stories about her being fucked by perverts and dirty old men. She was 23 when they met, a nurse, 5'8" with below the shoulder length dark brown hair, and though she was a little taller and had a wider ass than he usually liked in his sluts, she had good sized 36D tits hanging from her chest. She was far from perfect to Pete, hell she wasn't even that good looking and looked terrible on their wedding day in the ugly dress her fat-assed mother made for her, but all Pete wanted at the time was a leg- spreading whore for a wife that he could empty his balls into whenever he wanted to so he married her. Bev was also an alcoholic who enjoyed getting plastered on cheap wine every night. He let her drink herself stupid most nights and often urinated and spat into her wine without her knowing it, and laughed to himself as he watched the stupid bitch pour it down her throat. She'd drink until she could barely stand and walk and Pete loved it when she really hit it on the weekends and ended up passed out cold. He really enjoyed fucking her unconscious body while swearing the worst filth at her and spitting all over her face and tits, and often left her laying on the floor of their lounge with her panties around her ankles, her tits pulled out of her bra, and a load or two of cum splattered across her face. She'd wake knowing she'd been fucked of course, but as she had once told Pete that if she couldn't stay awake he should just help himself, she knew it was her own fault that he treated her like a cheap piece of meat at times. After the accident he was happy enough just to dress her up in stockings, high heels and slutty lingerie and do her face up with heavy make-up and fuck her like the cheap whore that she'd been since she was thirteen, but as the weeks passed it got a lot worse for the helpless woman. Pete began writing filthy names and slogans all over her face and body with her cheap blood red hooker lipstick, shoving anything he could find in the house and tool shed that could be made to fit up her cunt and ass, including his fists, and fucking her as hard and as lewdly as he could with them. He took dozens of photos of her suffering his perverted abuse and posted selected photos on an internet contact site for swingers and perverts. Bev proved to be a hit with a large number of dirty old men from all over the world and was soon being posed, abused, raped, pissed over and photographed as they requested. From there on it was all down hill for poor Bev. Through this site Pete made friends with a wealthy and much older man. His name was Bill, he was 68 years old, a retired doctor, and he enjoyed treating females with utter contempt so he offered Pete good money in exchange for the perverted use of his helpless wife's body. Pete would have let him use her for free, purely for the pleasure of watching a filthy old pervert do whatever he wanted with her, but selling her body like a piece of meat seemed in a way to be poetic justice to Pete so they arranged for him to meet the 'worthless cunt', as Bev had been renamed. In fact, Bev had a lot of new names, all of them filthy and degrading of course but as she couldn't speak she never complained about being called them. As well as enjoying humiliating and degrading women, Bill told Pete that he liked to hurt them and make them suffer as well. Pete didn't mind seeing tears in his wife's eyes in the least and got hard when Bill said he wanted to hang her by her tits, shove her daughter's Barbie doll right up her cunt, and whip and beat her all over with his belt. After a small amount of haggling over the phone in front of Bev, an agreement was finally worked out and agreed upon. Bill could hurt her as much as he liked provided he didn't break anything, cause permanent damage or scarring of any kind, or leave bruises on her face. Pete had to worry about their daughter seeing her mother every morning so nothing that Bill as a doctor couldn't fix could be visible to the child for her to become concerned about. Bill offered a thousand dollars for a night's fun with Pete's totally out of luck wife and an evening was arranged for the following week. It turned out that it would be the night of their daughter's third birthday. Pete's only concern was that little Holly might be woken and scared by the noises coming from her mother's bedroom. Bev couldn't scream so her reactions to what was done to her didn't worry Pete in the least, the cunt could be thrashing around in agony and no one just outside the room would be any wiser, the problem lay with his and Bill's raised voices and the sound of their leather belts flogging and whipping her body. He decided to drug Holly with her mother's sleeping pills so she'd sleep through anything, and began experimenting with her and them. Holly was a gorgeous little girl. She was just under 3 feet tall and weighed about 25 pounds. She had thick curly dark blonde middle of the back length hair, large brown eyes with thick dark eyelashes, full angelic lips, and a point to her chin that gave her an elfin look. She was a happy, vivacious child who could no longer remember her mother not being bedridden and looked after by her wonderful Daddy, and she was adored and fussed over by all that knew her. His first attempt at drugging his little girl went a lot better than Pete had expected it would. She drank her cocoa that night with half a Mogadon crushed into it and while he expected her to say something like, "This tastes yucky!" she never said a word. Twenty minutes later Holly was sitting at the kitchen table with her head resting in her arms and far deeper asleep than she had ever been before. Pete picked her up like she weighed no more than a pillow, carried her to her bedroom, stripped her, put her in her shortie summer nightgown, and then lay her down on her bed. He smiled down at her over how incredibly pretty and cute and sweet and innocent she looked, and then a filthy thought began forming in his mind and his 8 inch cock began to harden. He found that his mind and cock took a sick delight in the idea of violating her sweet and pure innocence. Pete had never wanted Holly, in fact he resented her existence right from the moment Bev told him he'd knocked her up. He didn't need another mouth to feed and held Holly responsible for his whore going off heat and not wanting to fuck as much through her pregnancy. By the time Bev was ready to give birth Pete was having fantasies of raping the bloated cow with an 18 inch cock and blowing his load in his daughter's lungs while she was still inside her, but Bev began spreading her legs again for him soon after the brat's birth so he showed Holly enough kindness for her to believe she was loved. He never touched or abused her but he enjoyed thinking that she was very likely conceived while her mother was passed out drunk and being obscenely raped and sworn at by him. He thought of how much she loved and trusted him, how she looked at him with such adoration at times, and now, just how much all of a sudden he wanted to soil her and mark her as his slut, his property. The more Pete thought about it the filthier his thoughts about her became. He pulled his cock from his shorts and began to lazily stroke it while looking down on her in the soft glow of her night light, and through semi-clenched teeth he called his pretty little 2 year old daughter a filthy little cunt. His cock thrilled at the sound of it and it wanted more, so Pete gave in to how good it felt and decided it was time for his little girl to start earning her keep. With the Mogadon working away inside her Holly wouldn't wake up, no matter what he did to her within reason for the next few hours. Pete was never one to let an opportunity to make his semi-useless wife suffer go by, so he picked up and carried their drugged out daughter to her mother's room with some of the filthiest thoughts a man could ever have going through his mind. His wife was watching a show about a brand of European tractors when Pete entered the room with Holly draped in his arms. He thought briefly about how bad life would be if you couldn't even work a remote and had to watch whatever station and program the TV had been left on, then his mind returned to what he enjoyed most, satisfying his sickest perversions. He dumped their child onto the waist high king sized bed next to Bev and told her he'd drugged her with her sleeping pills. Bev gave him a look of confusion as if to say "Why would you want to drug her?", and then that look in her eyes turned to one of horror and disbelief as Pete stripped naked and leered at her while slowly stroking his hard and pre-cum oozing cock. "Your precious little angel, your gorgeous little baby- girl is going to make it up to me for all those fucks and cums I didn't get while you walked around refusing me sex and looking like the ugliest pregnant whale that was ever beached Beverly. I'm going to do filthy, hateful things to her that you wouldn't believe a man could do to his own daughter, and you are going to watch me do them to her you fucking worthless piece of cunt!" The last words were spat at Bev with pure venom and hatred, and Bev felt more scared than she'd been when she was first told that she'd be confined to a bed for the rest of her life. Pete drank in that look in her eyes as he tore their drugged little girl's nightgown completely open at the front. To be continued... Comments welcomed at maxstewart83@graffiti.net *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 42