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Broken Birds, Part 2, Breaking Susan

Part 2
Breaking Susan
Beth, Rachael and her two daughters Lynne and Susan disappeared the day after Michael and Beth became lovers.
That same day, eight personal injury lawsuits were filed against Beth’s attackers, another against the hospital, another against the college as Beth’s rape was one of many that had been covered up, a divorce petition was filed in the name of Rachael Walsh, slander suits against those who had sullied Michael’s reputation, criminal charges of rape against Rachael’s husband for the rape of both Lynne and Susan and an “accounting” suit against Rachael’s husband for misuse of Rachael’s and the girls’ trusts. All the hidden accounts found by the forensic accountant over the past nine months were frozen.
The investigators had found hidden skeletons on all the families. Each of the attacker families had been thoroughly investigated. Child pornography, incest, statutory rape, theft, spousal abuse, alcohol-fueled accidents, cover-ups. Each family had at least one secret exposed to public scrutiny. All part of Frank’s ingenious plans.
The filings seemed to unlock a cellar of secrets. Over the next several weeks, other victims of the eight attackers filed rape charges. Civil suits followed shortly.
The suits were specific and graphically detailed – exactly the type of salacious news people love. By the time a gag order was issued to prevent public disclosure of the claims, it was too late. The Internet hummed with the claims and speculation. By the evening of the day of the initial filings, each of the families was forced into hiding beneath their manicured walls.
Beth’s revenge was only beginning.
While the criminal cases against Beth’s attackers had languished seemingly with the consent of the judges, the publicity forced them to conduct the cases properly.
The families of the attackers became public pariahs. Children from the families had to leave school as they were taunted, attacked and shunned.
The charges led to state and federal investigations and charges. The President of the college was fired as more and more suits were filed alleging frat house rapes and misconduct with girls as young as 10.
Tim O’Donnell’s security firm provided Michael and Peter with around the clock security. He also had 16 men providing security for Beth, Rachael, Lynne and Susan. Even Michael did not know where they were as he might inadvertently disclose the location by doing something stupid like researching the location on his computer. According to Tim, a contract was out for all four of them. He had not heard of any threat against Michael or Peter, but it was best to be careful.
After about a month, several of the attackers made deals as the spotlight on the case forced the judges to move the cases along.
Thomas Walsh was sentenced to 7 years in prison as he had organized the rape and had ripped Beth’s teeth out. With good behavior he could be out in @5 years. Then his sisters filed additional rape charges against him.
The girl responsible for Beth’s internal damage would never go to trial. She died of an overdose after enduring incredible public scorn and fury.
Three of the other boys got 5 years each, but would not be eligible for parole until after 3 years.
Each time, Michael had approved the deal.
The remaining three could not reach a plea bargain so it went to trial. Michael knew that this was the critical item. If Beth had to come out of hiding, she was vulnerable. As strong as she had seemed the morning he had sent her into hiding, a good defense attorney could destroy her emotionally on the stand. And the three attackers had the best.
Prior to trial, the judge held an evidentiary hearing. The defense vigorously attacked the forensics, sneering at the small town lab, citing the FBI as the leading authority. After tricking the County lab technician into admitting a possible error, the defense lawyer returned to his chair exultant. Now it would require Beth to testify.
Peter had become associate counsel for the case at the request of the prosecution, though. He did not want Beth exposed either.
“Mr. Lawson. You just said you might have accidentally contaminated one sample. Do you believe you contaminated the one sample?” Peter asked.
“No sir.” The technician said firmly.
“How can you be sure?”
“I compared the results with the FBI crime lab in Washington DC. The results are identical.”
“Objection. Hearsay.”
“Sustained.”
Peter smiled.
“Is there someone here who can talk about the FBI results?”
“Yes sir,” he said firmly, “Mr. Jacobs there.” He pointed to an older man sitting three rows from counsel’s table.
“Objection. We were not given notice.”
Peter smiled. “Your honor, to the contrary. Mr. Jacobs was disclosed as a witness for the defense!” He was holding up the witness list that an over enthusiastic, young defense lawyer had put on the witness list. He had never spoken with Mr. Jacobs, a cardinal error.
“Counsel. I want to see you in chambers.” The judge said firmly as the courtroom buzzed. Peter, the district attorney and four-defense counsel followed the judge into his chambers.
The news of the FBI lab confirming the results was flashed all over the Internet. Regardless of what the judge did, the attackers had been convicted in the court of public opinion.
The recess was lengthy. It was nearly two hours later when Peter appeared and motioned Michael over.
“They’ll take the same deal we gave the others. 5 years. Is that OK with you?” Peter asked.
Michael nodded. Relief flooded him as they took the attackers into custody.
That part, at least was over.
Within a week the civil suits against the attackers and the college had been settled with a very strict secrecy agreement. Beth was rich beyond Michael’s wildest hopes. The families feared Peter in a civil court.
Federal charges of embezzlement were filed against Rachael’s husband less than a week later. He was detained at the intercontinental airport with tickets to a jurisdiction without extradition. He was now in jail.
Somehow he managed to get bail and was released, but was restricted to his Hampton home with an ankle monitor. He knew what awaited him. Michael’s thorough investigation of him and his finances made his fate all too apparent. His own lawyer recommended confession and cooperation. He could put many powerful men in jail. With cooperation, he might serve his prison time in a convenient, medium security Federal facility, followed by anonymity of witness protection.
The night of his release on bail, he sat in his recliner in front of his huge wide screen television, a fresh bottle of 16-year-old scotch on his side table. He wanted to watch his favorite show – Susan’s rape and deflowering. As he poured himself three inches of scotch, he started the video. He opened his robe and began to stroke his naked cock.
The Video
On screen his raven-haired daughter writhed in agony. Her seventeenth birthday present (though a few days late). Family tradition, he thought leering into the screen.
Her beautiful brown eyes had filled with terror. He loved that. Her hair covered a part of her face, but he could see her nostrils flair in desperation. The dental mouth stretching devise (recommended by his friendly doctor) stretched her full lips wide while covering her teeth, preventing her from biting down.
Her hands were tied above her head. He legs to “D” rings that had been secured to the cabin ceiling above her head. David’s son Tom leered into the camera and then slowly tracked the camera over her body, the “before pictures” David had told him to make.
Susan was a beautiful, nubile girl. Her firm “C” cup breasts were topped with small, dark nipples. Her belly was toned from years of swimming. Her small pussy was naked, having just been shaved by her brother. It had delicate inner lips, now almost completely hidden.
She knew Tom had tied her, but there was another man who had helped overpower her. And there were only three people on the yacht! Her father was part of this, so there would be no escape. Her normally compliant and submissive nature seemed to take control. Just do what they want.
Yet her mind screamed, “Help me Mommy!”
Unfortunately, Mommy was nearly two thousand miles away at a board meeting of one of her dead father’s companies. David had arranged a week of obligations for Rachael. He was sure it was enough time to break Susan. He hated when Rachael called her Shoshana! Damn Jews.
Her position, bindings and oral device offered all her vulnerable orifices to use and abuse.
David walked into the cabin. He was fully clothed. He looked down at his daughter and said, “We’re miles from anyone, so calling for help is a waste of time. Tom and I are your masters. We will use you and your holes any way we want. You are our slut. I got you on the depro shot to be sure you will not get pregnant. We don’t want to cause you pain, but you need to understand we demand your compliance.” It was a lie. Both he and Tom intended to cause her excruciating pain, but he wanted to keep that his surprise.
Tom took the warming lubricant from a stand beside the bed on which she was displayed. He squeezed some on his forefinger and ran it slowly across the dry, sealed pussy, bottom to clit. He leaned over his captive to suck first one then the other nipple. They grew, forming little erasers as his hands ran lightly over the supporting mounds.
The warming jell was having its effect when coupled with the tender caresses. Her pussy was beginning to leak lubricant. Tom had already given her a dose of a drug intended for women that had difficulty reaching orgasm.
The Present
Tom pushed pause and the picture froze. His right hand pumped his cock furiously while his left sought a tissue to shoot into. Susan’s look of innocent arousal was just too much for him. He shot his load directly into the tissue.
He went to the bathroom to relieve himself. When he returned to his chair, he poured himself a second drink and pressed, “PLAY”.
The Video
David appeared in front of the camera. He was naked, sporting a seven-inch, rock hard cock. There was no love or mercy in his eyes. Only lust.
He ran his finger from Susan’s anus to her clit. The lubrication would prevent any problem for what he and Tom had planned. He looked over to his beloved son and said, “We need to keep her juicy or we’ll damage her… and damaged goods cause problems.” Tom nodded. They both thought of her as a piece of flesh.
David looked into the terrified eyes of her daughter.
“One day you will thank me for this.”
She shook her head violently side-to-side, moaning through her distended lips.
He was sliding his cock up and down her vertical slit to ensure he would slip forward without friction.
“Well, if you aren’t going to cooperate, I guess I need to be a bit more persuasive,” he leered at her.
He pushed forward, sinking at least an inch of his naked manhood into her tunnel. She was incredibly tight, fighting the invasion. Her eyes screwed in pain. He pulled back and thrust forward harder, feeling her hymen rupture.” She felt it too! She screamed in pain. A third thrust and a fourth. He felt his balls rest on her asshole.
She writhed in agony, bucking and wriggling her hips, trying to expel the intruder. David felt his cock start to twitch as his orgasm approached.
“That’s it slut, wiggle and make me cum!”
Susan didn’t understand fully as she sought to escape the world of pain centered in her pussy.
David gripped her thighs and plunged his cock into and out of her ravaged labia with abandon.
“I’m CUMMING you little slut. Feel it inside you!”
She felt the invader shoot string after string of cum into her deflowered pussy. Tears of pain, mixed with shame and an overwhelming feeling of being dirty streaked down her face.
The Present
This was David’s favorite moment. The look on Susan’s face sent him into another orgasm. He ejaculated into a tissue.
He poured himself another drink, the bottle now less than half full. He knew from experience that he could cum only once more this night.
He fast-forwarded through Tom’s oral rape. When he again hit “Play”, Tom had finished cumming in her mouth, sperm dribbling out of the corners of her lips. Tom was removing the mouth-stretching device.
The Video
David was anxious to finish Susan’s initiation to her slut hood. And he did not want her screams to be impeded by the device.
His fingers deftly found Susan’s anal opening, covered with a mixture of his sperm, her lubricant and the blood from her ruptured cherry. She winced as she felt his finger on her starfish. In a haze of pain, humiliation and fear, she rocked her head side to side and said, NO” weakly.
David paid no attention. He took a syringe of lubricant and began inserting it into her anus. It would take a few minutes to fully relax her sphincter, so he moved to a cabinet beside the bed and removed two small vials with tubes attached to one end. The tubes attached to a handle that resembled a caulking gun.
David turned to Tom and said, “I think her tits would look better with longer nipples. What do you think?”
Tom’s evil grin said everything his father needed to know.
David took a tube of Vaseline and coated the open ends of the tubes. He then placed the tubes over her flaccid little nipples.
He handed the handle to Tom and grinned wickedly.
David returned to Susan’s upturned ass, his cock fully engorged.
“Please, no more…” she pleaded softly.
The lube had done its job and her anus was slightly open, waiting to be fully penetrated. David placed the head of his dick at her virginal opening and said, “Last cherry, Shoshana.”
With racial hate coursing through him, he thrust forward. Her primal scream of agony filled the cabin as the head and an inch of his cock penetrated.
David nodded to Tom and he squeezed the handle hard sucking the air from inside the narrow tube. The suction painfully pulled her nipples from her aureoles. He squeezed hard again, and her nipples distended at more than an inch. Again!
A continuous scream. She felt split in half! Her breasts were on fire!
And then darkness took her, leaving the men to abuse an unconscious victim.
The Present
David had finished ejaculating for the third time. He let the video continue to play, ensuring one final humiliation of those damn Jews. He sneered at the image of his daughter on the screen.
At least he and Tom had succeeded. She’d become a total slut.
The bottle of scotch was almost empty.
He slowly lifted himself from his chair. He walked on unsteady legs to the table.
Two items were on the table. An antique revolver and a letter from the Department of Corrections.
He had read it over and over.
Tom had been shanked in the prison courtyard. He was dead.
David knew he was next. He held too many secrets of too many powerful men. Witness protection doesn’t work when the people who run the government want you dead.
He picked up the revolver and looked over at the television. The mouth stretcher was back in place and his cock, fresh from her anal rape, was between Susan’s lips.
Smiling, he put the muzzle into his mouth, cocked the hammer and pulled the trigger.

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Teacher’s Confused Mind – complete

Beth Martin: 25 year old high school history teacher, working in a suburban school outside a major mid-west metropolitan city. She went to a major west coast university. Beth and two of her sorority sisters have been asked to be brides’ maids for her good friend Mary Stuart.

Fiction

She Had to Have Me

She Had to Have Me
….I first saw Liz, when she was young. She was slim, medium tits, long natural blond hair, a very pretty face, long beautiful legs and she liked me. I liked her, and thus began an adventure.
…She was my girlfriends sister and was around a lot in our lives.
She was a unwanted child, her parents were old when they had her by mistake, and ignored her pretty much. We kind of looked after her. I would tease her in a fun way, and she liked the attention.
….I would hold her hand a lot, like a daughter. I became a father figure to her. I would hug her a lot and teach her to pick back at me, in play teasing. My girlfriend loved it, and encouraged it. I would sit by her and put my arm around her, hold her hand and tell how beautiful she was.
…She would blush, but didn’t say much. I taught her about boys, and how to watch out for the bad things that could happen if they had unprotected sex with her.
…When we moved closer to her parents, time had passed, and now she was in her late teens, and a total beauty. Tits bigger, body more shape and a nice ass. I got the hots for her right away, and did all the touching I could.
…I now started in again, hugging her and holding her sweet hand, like a boyfriend. She had had only one boyfriend and he was a dud. She now looked at me with those far away eyes, and half grinned, like her mind was a million miles away.
….What ever she was thinking, it made her smile. I would catch her taking long looks at me, again with that grin. She would follow me around the house, stand by me and would sit by me anytime she could.
…. One day I was looking at her bare legs and her short shorts. I reached out and rubbed her thigh, and said: “Damn, Liz, you have hot legs.” She blushed, but put her hand on my hand. I continued to rub her leg, then both legs.
I heard her breathing pick up and she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. I kept rubbing and she held my arm, but..I could feel her hands tremble. I let my arm rub up against her tits while rubbing her legs.
…She jumped slightly, and I heard a little tiny moan. She started rubbing my arm up and down slowly. My girlfriend was gone for 5 days to visit girl friends out of town, and all was quiet. I turned her and held her like a baby.
Her legs were jumpy, and she closed her eyes. She started rubbing my arm again, and whispered very quietly in my ear : ( “could I maybe have one kiss?” ) Her breath was panting pretty heavy now.
…I slowly brought her close to me, ran my hand through her hair and kissed her quivering lips softly. She rubbed her legs together and squirmed. She gasp, and got up and went in bathroom. She stayed in there a long time, then came out with a slight blush, like nothing happened. I said nothing and went about my usual stuff.
…She was shook up, she couldn’t hold still, taking deep breaths now and again like she was trying to compose herself. Walking slowly around the house in deep thought. I went down the hall just as she came around the corner, she gasp, and just looked deep into my eyes.
…She was up against the wall, her hands behind her, just staring at me with a grin. I stood right in front of her close. Then closer. Even I could feel her heart beating. Her tits moved up and down as she was trying to get air.
…I whispered softly: (now, could I have just one kiss?) We leaned into each other as our arms slowly wrapped around us. We kissed with passion this time. She had to stop to gasp for air, then back on my lips.
I felt her tongue exploring mine, and we held that kiss. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me, and my ‘now’ full boner. She jumped, as we pushed it firm into her pussy.
I felt her legs start to get weak, as she started to sink in my arms. I held her tight as her legs wobbled for support. She broke the kiss and gasped for air. I looked at her eyes, half open.
Was she really about to black out?
…I held on to her, then picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. I laid her down gently, her arms barely strong enough to hang on to my neck.
…She mumbled she was so hot. I fanned her with my hand. She closed her eyes, and just panted. I said: “You need to take a rest, I’ll be back to check on you later.
…What I didn’t realize is that she went from a little crush on me, to a full bore ‘I have to have you’ with me now.
It had been storing up inside her for several years now, and when we finally got together and kissed,…. it was more that she could take. I went back in about 30 minutes, and she was sound asleep. I sat down on the edge of the bed and started rubbing her beautiful legs.
….She slowly woke up, and smiled. She put her hands up to her face in embarrassment and said: “I’m sorry, but you made me faint.” She reached out for me, and pulled me down to her. She whispered softly: “You just don’t know how bad I want you, do you?”
…I laid down, my head down next hers and said: “I guess not, tell me.” She told me about how she started dreaming about me when we moved close to her parents, day and night. It grew and grew and now it exploded when we kissed. “I have to have you, or I’ll go crazy until I do. Have sex with me now, I want you so bad, it hurts.” She didn’t wait for an answer, and started unbuttoning my shirt. She had a wild look in her eyes I had never seen before. She was going for it like nothing was going to stop her.
…I started taking her top off, she got my shirt off, I went for her shorts, I undid her bra, she undid my belt, button and zipper. We finally were both naked. We lay sideways, and felt our body’s, I finally got my hands on her beautiful tits, and squeezed them, rolling her nipples in my fingers.
…She moved her fingers down to my rock hard boner and felt it, my balls and pubic hair. She moaned….”this is just like I dreamed it would be.” She took in air, and attacked my lips, kissing like it was the last kiss she’d ever get.
…Her wet and lovable tongue slowly started going in my mouth and my tongue met hers, twisting and enjoying it all. She started jacking my dick, then quietly asked, “Is this the way you like it?”
I said: “You can always tell by the moans, if a man or a woman likes it.” She smiled and whispered: “I want to make you moan like no other woman ever has!” I said: “Liz, I’ve watched you grow up, and I had to hold back loving you so many times. The time is finally here. My dream is finally coming true too.” She grabbed me and started kissing me hot and heavy. She panted and jacked my dick like a wild woman, She quick turned and started kissing my dick, and played with it and my balls. I had never seen this side of her, and I was liking it.
…She whispered: (“your mine now, all mine. I’ve wanted you day and night for so long. Now I’m gonna fuck you like no other woman has, or ever will.”) I grabbed her hips and started licking her little slit. She had a small patch of soft pubic hair, which I licked. She just kept shuddering as I licked her. She started sucking my dick slow at first, the she jacked it faster as she slowly sank it in her mouth as far as she could. I moaned with each thing she did. Her clit was bright pink as I licked all around it, and when I sucked right on it, she let out a moaning yell, I think the neighbors could hear. She was in a panic, she trembled, turned and pulled me on top of her.
…Her gasping kisses were a real turn on to me. I bent her legs at the knees and rubbed my dick on her clit. “Ohhhhhhh”, she squirmed and moaned. “Put it in me now.” she moaned. “I have to have you in me, no more waiting, put it in me please!”
I didn’t make her wait.
…My dick was the hardest I’ve ever remember it being. I pushed it slowly in her wet warm and tight pussy, She yelled out..”Oh Baby YES! Yes, yes, yes, yeeees! as she started fucking me in a panic. She buried her tongue in my mouth and tried to breathe too. As we fucked fast she started climaxing….she screamed! ….”Ohhhhhhh, Yes!”
… My balls would hold no more and exploded in her pussy. Instantly filling her pussy with cum. It just kept pumping my cum in her. She grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled and locked up her body. She trembled all over. She twitched and fucked me some more, deep in her pussy. She was red hot, the skin all over her complete body turned pink with the heat.
…We held on as her pussy spazmed with jolts of pleasure and squeezed my dick as it milked out every last drop of cum…..
…When I woke up, she was wrapped around me, arms and legs.
…I’d never had a girl obsessed over me before. When she finally got with me, she went kinda crazy. It was so wonderfully exciting, but a touch scary.
…What I didn’t know was my girlfriend had bragged about me to her, and told her just what I liked in a woman, and even told the details of what I liked when we had sex. Being sisters, she got into all the little things we did in bed. How I licked her pussy, how I fingered her G spot, how I could make her squirt doing it. What made me moan, how I would finger her butt hole until she couldn’t stand it and would climax so good. All this built up over the years, and now Liz was determined to have me too.
…Liz knew we had 4 days left before her sister came back and she had plans. That night she took me in the shower and washed me, of course she had to play with my dick and suck it some. I washed her and felt her soapy slick great tits and ass. We finished and dried each other off.
…She pulled me into the bed, and got up on me and put her pussy right in my face, while she sucked on my dick. (my girlfriend’s favorite). She said: “Lick me, I already know you love it.”
I could feel her little fingers around my dick, just playing with it and licking it. I teased her pussy with my tongue, sliding it up and down her young slit. She squirmed each time I did it.
…She practiced putting as much of my dick in her mouth as she could, and was getting there. I felt her young body. Smooth and warm in my hands. I licked around her clit, but not right on it. Her chest was straining for air as she jerked at my tongue playing with her little clit. She moaned so cute, a moan of contentment and excitement both.
…Her beautiful legs quivered. She quick turned on top of me. She put my dick in her and laid on top of me and started sliding her body back and forth on my dick, (..another of my girlfriends favorite positions..) That position allowed her to rub her clit on my pubic hair, and control the pressure on it. She started in and started moaning with each stroke…she was in another world controlling her impending climax now. She had her eyes closed and muttering my name over and over. Now with each stroke she squeezed her pussy down tight on my dick at my dick’s deepest point.
…She paused, sucked a big gulp of air and started to shake and tremble….she put her forehead in my chest and yelled….”Ooooooooo Goddddddd…and climaxed hard. I felt my cum blast in her, filling her pussy over and over again as I moaned with her. We ground our selves together hard, as we moaned more…our breath felt like it had been taken away. We shook with tightened muscles and trembling body’s….we went slowly weak…as spasms continued for both. She began to make wonderful sounds of joy. We drifted slowly into sleep…..
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I looked up…it was 2am…Liz was still on top of me sleeping. My dick was semi hard still in her…I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
I woke up feeling strange, did I dream fucking her…no I don’t think so…
It was 9am. I smelled cooking…bacon…eggs…hash browns…mmmm.
Here she came with a tray for me. She was wearing a blue robe. A towel wrapped around her head. She set the tray down, and began to feed me. She smiled and whispered….(..”I’m keeping you…I’ve waited and waited for my dream, and it came true…I will tell my sister she must share…or leave….either way.”) I laughed and said: “…do ‘I’… have a choice?..”…she kissed me and smiled…and said…”no”. We giggled and she continued to spoil me.
…I had an idea how my girlfriend would react to Liz’s new position. By sharing, she still got me, and a happy sister too. This was my bet.
The girlfriend came back and Liz had a long talk with her. I won my bet. The girlfriend said It looks like you’ve got two girlfriends now, I think it will be fun. We sisters have to stick together,…. ya know…
…Sometimes we all sleep together, or I sleep with Liz, or with the girlfriend. Sometimes THEY sleep together, and I get to sleep…all alone… (and get some rest!)

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Having Anna for Dinner

A brunette girl, who appeared sixteen years old, lay on the floor watching TV with her younger sister, a blonde girl who was six years younger. Their father had lost his job about a year ago and was only recently able to find another. He hadn’t gotten his first paycheck yet, and wouldn’t or several weeks. The brunette propped herself up on her long, thin arms. “Is there anything for dinner today, mom?”
“I’m afraid not, Susan. We don’t have much food left,” their mother called back. They were lucky to have any food at all more than once a week, if they ate that often. Susan laid herself back on the floor. She was very nearly skin and bones by now. She was five-seven and only weighed ninety pounds. She reached over and stroked her younger sister’s hair. She spoke softly.
“It’s okay, Anna. I’m sure you can go next door for something to eat.” Anna was closer to four feet tall, and by now barely weighed sixty pounds. She wasn’t holding up as well as the others, and occasionally would join the neighbors for dinner. Susan assumed that they pitied Anna more than herself because Anna was still so young. Still, Anna protested to the idea.
“They haven’t been giving the rest of you anything. I don’t wanna be the only one eating.” Susan smiled at her sister’s words. They were wasting away. Their father’s last job hadn’t paid very well, and when he was laid off, they were left with no income at all. It only took three months to use the emergency money they’d managed to save up, and two months to use most of their food. Seven months after that realization came, they were barely alive, and not many people were willing to help them out.
The two girls mother came into the room, and Susan announced that she was going to the bathroom. Anna looked at her mother, who sat on the floor next to her. “Anna,” she started off. “I wanted to ask you something.”
“Yes? What is it?” Anna asked. Her mother looked at the floor for several seconds.
“Well, you know we don’t have much food. In fact, we have enough for only one more meal. We’re getting desperate. Your father won’t be paid for a few more weeks yet, and if we don’t get more food, then we might starve to death before that happens,” her mother swallowed hard.
“Are you… asking me to live with someone else?” Anna asked. Her mother smiled sadly.
“Well… I can think of something to get us a little more money in the mean time. If it’s okay with you, I know a woman who’d pay us some money to, well… you know…” she put her hand on Anna’s lap, “touch you.” Anna blinked rapidly. “I’ve been fighting her for months now, trying keep her off you. I’ve been trying to not let things get that desperate, but… I think we’ve lost that fight.”
“Mom, it’s okay. If we need the money, then… She can…” Her mother smiled.
“Are you sure, baby?” Anna nodded. “Well, then I’ll make the phone call.” Her mother gave another sad smile, then walked into the kitchen.
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Later that night, there was a rap at the door. Anna opened it, and greeted a woman who was five foot seven with straight black hair. The woman smiled, her grey eyes looking into Anna’s blue ones. “Hello. Is Heather home?” the woman asked. Anna had almost forgotten how curvy a healthy woman could be.
“Mom’s upstairs in her room,” Anna answered.
“Ah, then you must be Anna. You’re much scrawnier than I remember you being. Have you not been eating? Ah, that must be why Heather finally gave in. Well, we should let her know I’m here,” the woman said. Anna nodded and gestured for her to follow. “Heather,” the woman called when they reached the bedroom.
“Yes,” Anna noticed a twinge of resignation in her mother’s voice. “I see you made it.” She had been sitting on the edge of her bed with her head in her hands. She sighed heavily. “Did you being the money?” The woman walked across the room and handed Heather a stack of money. She stood there and watched as two hundred dollars was counted out in twenties.
Heather nodded, and the woman smiled as Anna led her down to her own room. Once there, the woman picked Anna up off the floor and set her on the bed. That’s when she noticed that Anna’s clothes were tattered and looked like they were several sizes too big. They really were pressed. She pulled Anna’s shirt over her head and saw that there wasn’t much meat on her bones. Poor thing.
She pressed her lips to Anna’s nipples. Her breasts hadn’t begun to develop yet, but the woman wasn’t too concerned. Well-fed or not, they still got hard. She kissed her way up to Anna’s neck. “By the way, my name’s Sarah,” the woman told Anna, before pressing her lips to Anna’s. She took off her own shirt and her bra. She guided Anna’s small hand to her own breasts and made Anna squeeze. “That’s right, we’re going to have fun touching each other tonight.”
She slid her own pants off, revealing she hadn’t been wearing panties. Then she slid Anna’s off of her, and began to rub her clit through the panties she had on. She pressed her lips to Anna’s nipples again, nipping at them with her teeth. She felt Anna getting wet through her panties. Sarah began kissing down Anna’s stomach, coming to a halt at her waist.
She kissed around Anna’s wait, directly above her panties. Then, slowly, she pulled the panties down Anna’s legs. Sarah pressed her lips to Anna’s pussy, pressing her tongue into the young hole. Anna gasped for air, enjoying the sensation. Sarah moved her tongue up toward Anna’s clit, pressing down on it and moving her tongue all over it. Anna began moaning.
Sarah reached up and began pinching one of Anna’s nipples, still giving her oral pleasure to the young girl. Anna began pushing Sarah’s head into her pussy, not wanting her to stop. Sarah moved her tounge faster, working between Anna’s pussy and her clit. It didn’t take long before Anna started screaming. Before long, Anna was having her first orgasm.
“Now, my young bitch, you get to do the same thing to me,” Sarah said, pulling her head from between Anna’s legs. She removed her own panties, and lay on the bed, her legs spread wide for Anna. Hesitantly, Anna pressed her lips to Sarah’s pussy, and began using her tongue to play with Sarah’s clit. Sarah moaned, “That’s right, please my cunt, little bitch. You’re gonna be my whore tonight.”
Sarah took Anna’s hand, guiding it to her pussy. After a second or two, Anna inserted one finger, then two. She moved them around inside Sarah’s cunt, and Sarah moaned louder, enjoying the feeling. “That’s right, now, put them in my ass,” Sarah moaned. Anna did as she said, and Sarah arched her back, gasping for breath. Anna continued to work on her clit, and Sarah moved her hips in rhythm with Anna’s fingers.
It was nearly ten minutes like this before Sarah had an orgasm of her own. She pulled Anna up to her, kissing her on the mouth. Sarah grabbed Anna’s young ass, massaging each cheek. “We’re just getting started, you little whore. Come on, grind your little cunt against mine,” she said. Anna did, and both girls started moaning. After a few minutes grinding, Sarah stopped Anna, saying “Alright, we’re gonna do something else now.”
Sarah positioned herself so that her waist slid between Anna’s legs, rubbing their pussies together. “Yeah, that’s right, whore, we’re gonna do this until we both orgasm again,” Sarah instructed. Anna was screaming with pleasure now, her little body shaking. Sarah was breathing hard, rubbing her nipples. Anna was using her fingers to rub her clit. A few minutes later, both girls had orgasmed, and were laying on the bed catching their breath.
They were laying on the bed facing each other, Sarah groping Anna’s ass, and Anna playing with Sarah’s breast. They were kissing when Heather walked through the door. Sarah smiled at the woman, who looked at the floor. “Your daughter’s quite good, Heather. You should be proud of her ability to please a woman.” Heather said nothing. Sarah stood up and grabbed her clothes, walking out the door. “You look after that girl. She’s sweet enough to eat,” she said in a soft voice to Heather.
Heather looked at the floor for several moments after Sarah had turned the corner. “How much money did she give you, mom?” Anna asked, still naked and sitting on the bed.
“Two-hundred dollars,” Heather said quietly. “Enough to buy something to eat for a few days.”
“That’s more than we’ve had in a while,” Anna stated factually. “Why aren’t you happy about that?”
“I don’t like the idea of having to whore out my daughter to get money,” Heather told her. “It’s late, you should get some sleep,” she added, closing the door. Heather walked into her bedroom and lay down next to her husband. He had gone to sleep before Sarah had shown up, and didn’t know what had happened. He looked healthier than the rest of them, as his job was providing him with a free lunch.
Heather was awake for nearly an hour thinking about everything that had happened. The family’s finances had caused her to let a pedophile have sex with her daughter. They were likely going to starve to death if her husband’s job didn’t pay soon. All she had gotten that evening was two-hundred dollars. That’d feed them for a while, but it would go farther if…
Sarah’s last words before departing played in her mind. “She’s sweet enough to eat,” Sarah had said. No, it wasn’t literal. It’s just an expression, and besides, cannibalism would be worse. No, she just had to forget about today and make the money last as long as possible. It’d only be a few weeks before her husband’s job came through.
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Three days later, Heather and her husband were sitting in the living room. His head was in his hands, and he was almost crying. He’d been laid off again. “I guess I’ll just have to try a couple towns over, see if there’s anything for me there,” he said in desperation. “Might have to send Anna to live somewhere else…”
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As the family slept, Heather walked into Anna’s room. She looked at her frail little girl. The family looked a bit healthier from the money Sarah had given them, but Anna couldn’t last through that again. She’d be devastated if she had to live with anyone else, and the remainder of Sarah’s money would last longer if there was one less person to feed.
Sarah’s words played through her head again. “She’s sweet enough to eat.” Anna woke up then, and looked confused at her mom. “What’s up, mom?” she asked softly. Thinking quickly, Heather replied.
“Oh, I was just wondering… a few days ago, did you like what happened?”
“Kind of. I mean, it felt good, what she did. Why, do we need to do it again already?”
“No, I was just wondering, sweetie.” Anna looked at her for a second before sitting up further, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a top.
“Did you wanna try it, then?” she asked. Heather stared for a second before making up her mind. She walked over to her daughter and put her hand between Anna’s legs. It turned out that Anna wasn’t wearing anything while she slept. She began to kiss her daughter’s lips. She told herself that what she was about to do was for the best.
She heard her husband walking down the hall, closely followed by Heather. She looked at Anna’s clock. Yeah, it was time for her husband to leave for the next job hunt, and Heather would be dropped off at school along the way. Heather was to take Anna to her school before too long. She’d have all day to do what needed to be done.
Heather returned to kissing her daughter, and pushed Anna onto her back. Holding Anna down with her body, Heather reached into the drawer of Anna’s night stand – her craft drawer, in which, there was a knife. She pulled that knife out of the drawer. Heather pulled her daughter into a sitting position, and used one hand to begin grabbing her ass. With the other hand, she stabbed her daughter through the chest.
Still locking lips with her mother, Anna’s body went still and limp. Heather began to cry, holding her daughter’s body close. After a few minutes, she stood up and carried Anna down the stairs and to the kitchen, where she began her work. Now holding back the tears, Heather selected one of the steak knives from her drawer, and started to slice her daughter’s meat from her bones. After nearly an hour of careful cutting, she had left no meat at all on the bones.
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As dinner time rolled around, Susan and her father sat down at the table. As was the family custom, Heather brought out their plates. “We have some meat tonight. Dear, I know how much you like breast meat, so I made sure to get you some,” Heather said, putting a plate holding a slice of the promised meat, accompanied by a scoop of mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables in front of her husband. “And for you, sweetheart, since you like Sirloin, I hope you appreciate the effort of preparing it,” she commented, setting Susan’s plate in front of her. Her meat was, as her fathers, accompanied by potatoes and vegetables.
“And what’s the occasion for this?” her husband asked, looking at the food.
“Just a little ritual, hoping that you’ll get a new job soon,” Heather said, a smile on her face.
“Hey, mom, where’s Anna?” Susan asked, looking at the empty chair normally reserved for her sister.
“Anna’s was invited to dinner elsewhere,” Heather answered before going into the kitchen for her own plate. Behind the closed door, Heather took a deep, ragged breath before gathering her dinner. She had taken care to prepare the meat from Anna’s vagina for her own meal. She looked at the plate she’d prepared herself, and tenderly placed a garnish of parsley on what once was her daughter’s pussy. Having calmed down, she took her place at the dinner table, and upon sitting down, her husband insisted on saying Grace.
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While her husband and Susan slept, Heather went out to a tree in the back yard. In her night gown and wearing a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, she shivered in the wind. She wiped away tears from her face and looked at some freshly turned earth. This was Anna’s final resting place. Heather had taken care to break the bones until they were unidentifiable, and then buried them here.
Though not a proper funeral, she had been as ceremonious as she was able, and had buried many tears along with her daughter. Now, though, she pleaded with Anna to not hate her. On this cold and windy night, Heather could hear lightning in the distance, and stayed, crying, on the spot, asking repeatedly for Anna’s forgiveness and understanding. When the rain began to fall, Heather stood up, quite shakily, and began to walk toward her home. She took one last look at her daughters grave, and entered her home.

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Peeping Tom (Rewrite of version by Aan_sky)

Once again, I read the original and thought it could be a lot better by applying a little poetic licence…so I rewote it (well, apart from the last part which will be a whole new story – so there will be a bit of a delay while I compose it).

Fiction

Getting Cindy Fucked, Part three

This story is a further continuation of the “Getting Cindy Fucked” series. In part two Hank had devised the solution to providing a steady stream of willing lovers to satisfy Cindy’s obsession with threesomes. In this chapter, another man is invited to share Cindy’s insatiable pussy. As noted in the previous two parts, the story is fictional, yet based upon real people and genuine circumstances. As before, names and details have been changed or modified to provide anonymity.

Fantasm

Affairs of a Family in Sin

I’ve decided to start publishing as dark fantasy. So that hopefully, I’ll no longer have to worry about, some’s, moral beliefs bringing on any kind of personal attack(s). As well, I’ve renewed my profile, wanting to separate myself from those first attempts. Apologizing for how badly they turned out… I present, an improved canvas. Yes, these stories are fantastical, all the same, they aren’t fiction. As embellished true accounts, each one’s basis in reality varies. With that said, in the sake of protecting identity, some names may or may not be altered.

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I raped Chay

t is extremely difficult being a high school teacher these days. No I am not talking about students with guns or any of that nonsense. The biggest problem are the female students. They just never looked like this when I was in school and I swear that the majority of them are blatant cock teases. You just cannot understand the difficulty of my job until you actually sit in front of a class and feel your cock getting hard as one of these little bitches opens her legs in the front row. The worst part of it is that I have to deal with this at home as well as at school.
My daughter Chay is probably the biggest prick tease of them all. I noticed her change in attitude a few years ago. I think it was at this time that she realized she could get almost anything she wanted from men if she led them to believe that was sex involved. I really wouldn’t have a problem with it but she as taken to using her charms on me now. I may be her father but I am still a man and Chay uses that to her advantage. This was all soon about to change.
It happened on a Friday about 2 months ago. It was a particularly stressful day at school, from a sexual standpoint anyways. You see the weather had just started turning warmer and that only means one thing. More revealing clothing. One girl in particular, Jessica Swanson, showed up in my class with an amazingly short skirt. Now mind you that Jessica was the absolute worst tease in any of my classes and today was no exception.
I watched in awe as the high school senior sat directly in front of me and proceeded to spread her legs, giving me a wonderful look at her panties. She looked up every so often to see if I was looking and would flash me a wicked little “You can look but not touch” type of smile. She was right of course, I could look as much as she allowed me but I could not touch. That is not to say that I couldn’t have dirty little thoughts though and that’s exactly what I did, but that was when Jessica raised the stakes.
Normally I sit and take in any view one of these teases wants to offer and it has been rather “R” rated up until now, but Jessica did something that would forever change my life. My mouth dropped when I watched her sneak her hand up her skirt and slowly slide her panties aside. There it was, in all it’s womanly beauty, her shaved pink pussy. Of course she caught me looking and just flashed her infamous smile and rubbed her fingers in the “shame-shame” fashion. I was awakened from my trance by the sound of the bell. Thankfully it was the end of the day and I could go home and jerk off thinking about Jessica’s pussy. Or so I thought.
When I walked in the back door to my house I saw my daughter, wearing a pair of skimpy white shorts and one of those “wife beater” shirts. She was slightly bent over looking through the refrigerator, her young firm ass moving back and forth to the music lofting in from the other room. My cock took on a mind of it’s own as I watched her, feeling myself hardening in my pants. I was fixated on her and didn’t even notice her looking back over her shoulder at me.
“See anything you like daddy?” she asked in a giggly voice.
I could only mumble as she wiggled her firm young ass at me. What was she doing? Teasing me? Her own father? Well I had to deal with it all day at work and I would be damned if I was going to allow it to continue at home to.
I crept up behind her as if to look for something to eat myself, my hands touched the backs of her thighs and I slowly began to stroke them all the while pushing my growing member against her ass. Chay and I have always been touchy feely but this was going beyond anything we had ever done before and she knew it.
“Um daddy? Wh-what are you doing?” I felt her body tensing as she asked.
“You are getting to be a very sexy girl Chay” I answered, ignoring her question.
My cock began to throb as my hands slid further up her thighs to her ass. Feeling my daughters young firm ass was getting to be too much for me. I knew what I wanted and I was bound and determined to take it if need be.
“OK that’s enough. I think you should stop now daddy”
“Oh you do, do you? So you think you can parade around here dressing the way you do and teasing me the way you do and nothing will happen?”
“But daddy I didn’t….”
SLAP! My hand rained down on her ass hard and I felt her push back at me as she let out a surprised yelp.
“Don’t you think I know a cock tease when I see on Chay? I deal with it all day long at work and then I come home to you.”
“I swear I didn’t mean to daddy I …”
“Shut up!“ Again my hand slapped my daughters ass hard.
I listened to her whimper softly as one hand slide up her side to her large breast and the other moved forward, rubbing at her covered pussy and for a split second I thought I heard her moan. My cock was aching to be free of it’s confines and I desperately wanted to see my daughter’s face. I roughly tugged at her arm, pulling her up and turning her to face me. She looked scared but I was in too much of a sexual frenzy to care.
“Daddy? Please, what are you going to do to me?”
“On your knees you little bitch! NOW!” my voice seemed to both shock and scare her.
Chay looked hesitantly at me. Her eyes filled with fright as I reached up and pulled on her hair hard, forcing her to comply.
“I said on your knees. Do it now or it will be worse”
I watched her eyes tear up as she slowly sank down to the kitchen floor, eye level with her daddy’s bulge. I lightly thrust it towards her as I held her hair wrapped around my hand.
“Well? What are you waiting for? You know what I want”
Her small hands trembled as she reached up and unzipped my pants and began to sop as she unbuttoned them.
“Daddy please don’t. we can stop now and I won’t tell anyone”
“Take it out Chay. Take daddy’s cock out of his pants.”
I tugged on her hair again and watched as her hands pulled my pants down. My hard fat cock sprang out and slapped against her cheek. This time I definitely heard her moan as she wrapped one hand around my shaft and skillfully began to stroke my cock.
“Now that’s better. MMMMM Chay. You’ve done this before eh?”
Her silence was all the answer I needed, well that and the amazing hand job she was giving me. I began to fuck her hand as she pumped my cock with a little more enthusiasm than I would have thought.
“Daddy? If I stroke you off will you let me go?”
As she spoke the last syllable I pushed my swollen head into her mouth, gagging her as I forced my little girl to deep throat it. I guided her head up and down my shaft as I watched her tits bouncing underneath her shirt. It was all I could do to position myself to pull her thin shirt up over her tits but when I did I almost came. They were amazing. Porn star quality for sure.
“MMMM you silly little girl. You think daddy can cum from just a hand job? No it will take a lot more than that Chay”
Then to my surprise she started bobbing her head up and down on her own. Going down to the base really slowly. Her mouth opened wide as I felt her tongue licking the underside, her throat muscles contracting and releasing in a way that is simply indescribable. Then it hit me. Not only was she trying to get me off so that I wouldn’t rape her but she had obviously done this before and more than once. This was not the type of blow job your average teenage girl gives. This was experience.
“That’s it Chay. Suck daddy’s dick. Suck it like the little fucking whore you are”
The mention of the word “whore” caused her eyes to open as if she realized that I knew she was not the innocent little girl she portrayed herself to be. I nudged at her head and she went right back to sucking me off. Her tits bouncing freely from the effort she was putting into her daddy’s cock, knowing she was going to make me cum. But I had other plans.
I pulled her head back by her hair. Her mouth slurping up my shaft, a thin stream of precum and saliva trailing from her lips to my cock head. She looked like a drug addict as she strained to get her mouth back around my cock but I held her at bay.
“Your shorts. Take them off. Now!”
Her eyes light up as if on fire as she realized what I intended to do.
“Daddy no! please! You..you can’t. this is rape”
“Relax baby girl. I just want to see your pussy before I cum”
I stoked my cock as I watched my daughter slowly slide her shorts off. Not in the way one would normally do it in these circumstances but in the way an experienced stripper might remove her clothes. My little girl had done this before as well.
She stood before me in just a tiny little white thong. The outline of her pussy was visible as her eyes fixed on my cock in my hand. I pumped faster as she slowly side the thin material aside. My breathing became shallow as I laid eyes on her pretty little pussy for the first time in many years. And it was beautiful. Shaved as bald as the day she was born, lips red and puffy, her clit swollen. Up to this point I had seriously considered jerking off and that being the end but when I saw that pretty little cunt, I knew I had to have it.
I pounced on her. In the blink of an eye I grabbed her hair again and drug her to the kitchen table. She began to scream as I forced her to bend over it as I kicked her legs open. My hand was holding her head down against the wooden table as I pushed my fat head against her wet pussy.
“Oh no daddy no! Please! Stop! You’re too big”
Her last word trailed off as I invade my daughters tight pussy. To be honest I expected to feel her hymen but when I realized it was already broken something in me snapped. I was furious that my little girl had already been fucked. I grunted as I buried myself ball deep inside her and felt her pussy muscles constrict and relax, constrict and relax. Then I started to fuck her. No, let me correct that. I raped her.
I began to pound my cock in and out mercilessly as she creamed and pleaded with me to stop. It fell on deaf ears though. The louder she screamed the harder I fucked her until she said something I didn’t expect.
“Oh yes daddy yes. Fuck my little cunt daddy. Fuck me hard”
She worked her pussy muscles around my cock as she moved her ass back towards me. Fucking me as much as I was fucking her.
“Oh you like that daddy? You like raping your little girl? You dirty old man. You like the way your cock feels in your daughters cunt?”
She slammed her ass back hard with each word as I reached up and pulled hard on her hair once again. My free hand slapping against her ass with a loud SMACK.
“Yes that’s it you nasty little whore. Move that ass. Fuck daddy’s cock”
To say that my daughter was a great fuck would be the understatement of the year. She bucked back and forth moaning and screaming each time I bottomed out in her. I was close to cumming and she knew it.
She looked back over her shoulder at me with a sexual look in her eyes that is as unmatched as it is undeniable.
“Daddy, I want to watch. I want to watch your fat cock fucking my little pussy”
No sooner had I pulled out, Chay rolled onto her back. He was still wearing her panties and they clung to her wet pussy. She began to pull them aside again when I reached up and ripped them off her. She let out a loud moan as the material gave way and I was once again sliding my cock back inside her.
“Watch it little girl. Watch your daddy’s cock fucking your pussy. Your tight young little cunt. MMMM Chay, I have been thinking about this for so long”
“Oh god daddy, your cock is so big. Feels so good in my little cunt. Fuck me daddy. Fuck your little girl. Rape me. Rape your little whore”
This was too much. I grabbed her waist and pulled her up to me as I rammed into her deeper than ever.
“That’s it daddy. Yes! Yes! Yes! Give me that dick! Come on daddy, fuck your little girl’”
“Oh Chay, you’re going to make daddy cum! OH FUCK!”
“Do it daddy. Cum. Cum for your little girl. Cum for your little whore daddy. Cum in my pussy!”
I pulled her back onto my cock one last time as I drove myself into her. Holding myself there as I exploded deep inside her, filling her with the same cum that made her. At the same time Chay let out the sexiest scream and I felt her pussy clench my cock with her own orgasm.
I held my daughter tight against me by her waist as my cock twitched inside her, filling her pussy up. I watched as our juices leaked from around the sides of my dick, trickling down to her ass and pooling up on the kitchen table. I had never cum so hard or so much in my entire life and Chay seemed to love it. I looked down at my daughter and then kissed her deeply
“We are going to have a long talk about where you learned to do all that young lady.”
TO BE CONTINUED

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Shooting Blanks: PlentyOfCupid

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