Tom Whymply sat in the back seat of the van, sweat dripping into his eyes. Christ it was hot, and he had been taken in again by George and Betty. He didn't know which was worse, sitting here sweating like a stuck pig, or waiting while his daughters earned enough money for gas.

His daughters earned the money by giving blowjobs at the gas station, one blowjob per gallon was the rate George had established, and since the van had a 16 gallon tank, the Whymply girls had to give 16 blowjobs, give or take a couple.

The trip was supposed to be a simple Sunday excursion to the beach, it had been planned for a week, George and Betty, the Whymply's neighbors, had proposed a family outing. The Whymplys, Tom, his wife Barb and their two daughters Shelley, age 11 and Kimmy age 10 would accompany their neighbors and their neighbor's niece Debbie for an afternoon of fun at Cunny Island. Betty had said that she would be taking some photographs of Shelley and Kimmy while they modeled the latest bathing suits and beach ware for a local department store flyer. That seemed a simple trade-off, some modeling for an expense paid day at the beach.

The trip had started simply enough, Tom and Barb had gotten into the back seat of the minivan. Then Shelley and Kimmy had climbed into their booster seats in the middle seat; they had had to lick the booster seats' protruding butt plugs before turning around to embed themselves. Next the girls lifted their legs into a wide V and George used the modified seat belt to fasten their knees each side of their heads. When both girls were well secured, George took a couple seconds to rub their exposed pussies.

Looking back at Tom and his wife in the back of the van, George asked "Is everybody ready for an afternoon of fun and frivolity?" The girls squealed their agreement, as George stroked their clitorises shamelessly.

Barb said, "Yup, we're ready back here." Tom could only nod.

George slapped both girls crotches noisily 'Splat, splat' then asked Tom to pass up a towel from the back seat, which he used to dried his hands. "Let's go."

Tom fumed, it was bad enough that Tom knew his daughters had to ride in these obscene car seats whenever they went out with the neighbors; but to have to observe his girls getting anally impaled and strapped in, then sexually molested by a smiling George was very hard to take.

Betty said, "First we have to go pick up our little niece, Debby. Earlier this week, I mentioned that we were going to take Shelley and Kimmy to Cunny Island for some risqué modeling photography and Debbie begged to come. I'll even use her for some of the fully clothed shots, just to give her some modeling experience. Shelley and Kimmy, you guys will do the standard modeling we usually do and if I need a fully clothed girl to add contrast to your naked pussies, I'll use Debbie."

Shelley and Kimmy nodded, they were very used to having their pussies and asses and titties photographed in various levels of exposure and they liked showing themselves off. Tom was less enthused about his daughters' modeling, but his wife Barb wasn't so concerned. Barb often calmed Tom's reaction with "That's the style" and "models get used to being looked at and having their privates being seen."

Betty continued talking, "Debbie has been diagnosed with a rare condition called CCS or Cruel Child Syndrome, and this could possibly develop into a full blown dominant personality. Debbie's mother, Susie is quite excited that her daughter has this trait and is following the doctor's recommendations that she be allowed to whatever is nasty and hurtful. He instructed Susie to encourage Debbie's mean streak and to even direct her activities to cause humiliation toward anyone who is less advantaged or submissive."

Twenty minutes later, 7 year old Debbie climbed into the back seat, between Tom and Barb. Debbie's mom, Suzie stuck her head into the van to say howdy-do and give some final advice to her daughter, "Now remember to pinch these girls' clits like I showed you and their titties too." Debbie nodded and grinned while holding up her hands to make pinching motions with her thumb and index finger. "You keep your pussy and titties covered young lady, and don't let these two sluts teach you other wise. Oh, here are your signs for the gas; Aunt Betty said you'll need it right away." Suzie passed three cardboard signs, about 4' wide by 2' high to her daughter, who placed them against the middle seat. Barb saw a bit of one sign as it was being loaded, she thought it read:

That didn't seem right to Barb so she asked "Is that sign a school project or something?" Debbie smiled mischievously, "No it's for today."

George drove on for a couple minutes and then turned into a Phillips 66 station and pulled into the corner of the lot. He stood up and advised, "Listen up everyone, the van needs to be gassed up. Shelley and Kimmy you girls get out, take off your skirts and pull up your tops so everybody can see what you have to offer, take a sign each and go over to the gas bar to drum up a few customers. Debbie take your sign out to the roadside and wave it about to get the attention of anyone driving by." Shelley and Kimmy undid their seat belts from their knees and climbed awkwardly out of the car. Sitting for over half an hour with your legs in the air and something large up your rump couldn't be that comfortable thought Tom. Betty was busy taking photographs of the two Whymply girls removing their clothing and exposing their dainty bits to the gas buying public. They each grabbed a sign and walked about the gas bar and into the adjacent convenience store. Two naked pre-teens advertising their oral services before noon on a hot Sunday soon had a number of takers. Shelley and Kimmy were on their knees beside the van's open sliding door within a couple of minutes. First two black guys piled out of a Mustang to relieve their tensions. They were followed by the driver of the Mustang and a white guy wearing a New York Jets tee-shirt.

Tom sat in the back of the van watching a series of young and older men get blowjobs from his pre-teen daughters. Some of the guys were gentle, letting Shelley or Kimmy control the pace of their ejaculation. Others grabbed a girl's head and vigorously face fucked the youngsters. George stood nearby collecting his gas money and controlling the process.

Tom hadn't understood the implications of George's 'van needs gas' comments and had just sat there as Barb had gotten out of the van to relieve herself. After the first guy started fucking Shelley's face, the realization of who was paying to gas up the van set in. Tom sat alone inside the van, he would have to step over his cocksucking daughters to disrupt the situation. Tom called out to George who was collecting $4.00 per blowjob from the eager clientele. "Say George, I'm willing to buy some gas for the van," said Tom holding up a couple twenties.

George waved away the money, "No I would never charge a father for receiving a blowjob from his own daughters."

Tom thinking George had simply mis-understood him said, "No I don't want anything from Shelley and Kimmy, I just don't think they should have to do this."

Barb returned and heard this exchange and saw for the first time that her daughters were busy gathering the funds to fill up the van's gas tank. Barb stood there speechless as Shelley finished with her third customer, who had taken his cock out of her mouth and sprayed her face with his seed. Shelley wiped the splatter away from her eyes and was almost immediately impaled on a monster cock protruding from a pair of tan shorts and an enormous beer belly.

Betty took a number of shots of the girls at work and little Debbie holding her sign, and Tom sitting in the van, and Barb standing outside in shocked silence. Within about 15 minutes George had his required $60.00 and pulled the van up to the pumps leaving Shelley and Kimmy still on their knees working a crowd. Barb started collecting the $4.00 per head once George had departed and the crowd showed no sign of abating. George, Betty and little Debbie got into the van and George started honking the horn. "Come on girls, you can leave a few cocks un-sucked you know," laughed George.

Barb finally noticed that everyone was loaded and waiting so she pulled her daughters away and bundled them into the van. A couple un-serviced guys argued that they still needed some mouth-work, and Shelley and Kimmy couldn't leave yet. Barb apologized and slammed the van door and George shouted "Hold on, we're off" as he pulled away. Shelley and Kimmy kneeled down to brace themselves and Barb tumbled onto Tom's lap. A couple blocks down the road George stopped to get the girls into their car seats and everything straightened up.

With the van stopped, George, Betty and Debbie started laughing uproariously. "That was fantastic," shouted George. Soon Barb was chuckling and Shelley and Kimmy joined in. "I thought we were going to be stuck there forever," laughed Barb.

Betty quipped, "It looked like Shelley and Kimmy didn't want to leave." The Whymply girls wiped their faces and hair on towels passed to them and kept laughing. With the bulk of the semen mopped up, the rivulets that had dripped down onto their shirts and onto their under-developed titties were left to dry. George got the girls to prep their seats again, "You know the drill, Kimmy lube up Shelley's seat, and Shelley, do your sister's. The two quickly bent to their task and cleaned their sister's butt plugs of any residue and then turned around to sit onto the prepared anal anchorages. George re-connected the knee straps, securing Shelley and Kimmy into their exposed V traveling position and got back into the driver's seat.

Debbie continued laughing and commenting about how eager Shelley and Kimmy had been to suck cocks and how slutty their faces looked when covered with cum and how nasty it must be to suck a dirty butt plug clean and how uncomfortable it must be to have a large plastic cock up your bum. Tom did a slow burn as George and Betty replied to little Debbie's often rude and unfeeling comments as if they were the most normal things to discuss. George or Betty often asked Shelley or Kimmy to answer their niece's nasty questions.

"Well how does that feel on that big old butt plug, Shelley?" asked Betty after a particularly rough patch of pavement was driven over.

Shelley just grimaced and replied, "It's okay." For the Whymplys, the entire trip was a series of embarrassing questions to the girls and their mother about the whole blowjob experience and how they didn't seem to want to leave.

George passed $2.70 back to Debbie, "Here's the remainder from the $60; it only took $57.30 to fill the van. Barb. You should really give what you collected to Debbie as well, she did all the work making the signs and drumming up business." Barb nodded and passed the $20 she had collected to the youngster sitting beside her.

Tom thought that was a little unfair and mentioned to his wife, "Shelley and Kimmy did all the work and here you have to give little Debbie all the profits, that's not fair" Barb whispered back "It's okay dear, don't make a scene."

Debbie sitting between them heard the exchange and grinned while counting her money. After she finished counting she got out of her seat and worked her way forward to kneel between the front and middle seat facing Shelley and Kimmy. Giving a nasty grin to Tom and Barb over the seatback, she reached into their daughters' crotches and pinched both of their clitorises sharply.

"Owh and Augh" exclaimed the girls, trying to swat her hand away. "Why did you do that," asked Kimmy? "Cause my mommy told me to," replied the little bitch.

"That's right Kimmy," explained Betty "weren't you listening. The doctor said she should pinch and poke as much as she wants." Betty passed back the empty waste basket from between the front seats, "Here Debbie, you can sit on this while you play with their clitties." Debbie turned the plastic bin upside down and sat on it while she reached back into the Whympley girls' pussies. The remainder of the trip was filled with squawks and ouches as little Debbie assaulted the exposed privates of the Whymply pre-teens. Tom didn't know which was worse, his daughters' yelps or Debbie's grinning face and occasional chuckle.

At Cunny Island, the young ticket taker looked inside the van to see Shelley and Kimmy. He reacted in shock at the naked pussies and didn't even count the three people in the back seat; charging for only two adults and two children. George and Betty were in great form as they unloaded everybody. "See girls all it takes is to flash a bit of pussy and most men's brains are scrambled," laughed Betty.

Betty picked up her camera equipment and the others carried the various picnic and beach gear. Turning to Shelley, Betty complimented her on how sexy she looked with her dried cum coated face and crusty hair. "That's just the look I need for today's photoshoot girls, don't you dare go washing that away. Shelley and Kimmy nodded.

Barb and Tom shrugged; their daughters looked like absolute skanks, what with the dried cummy faces and tops, but Betty was the photographer. Betty passed a pair of minute bikini bottoms to Shelley and Kimmy to cover their nakedness below the waist. The bottoms consisted of a tiny triangle of shiny red fabric 1" wide at the top and about 2" long tapering quickly to a thin piece of string which passed up the bum crack. The waist band was a similar thin string, maybe 1/16" diameter maximum. Once the girls had the bottoms on, Barb adjusted the suits as best she could to give some coverage to their pussies.

When everyone was ready and holding their bundles ready for the march to the beach, Betty did a quick adjustment to the suit bottoms, pulling up the waist band at the front and embedding the thin string into the two girls' clefts. "That's the way that suit is to be worn" advised Betty. Barb looked back at her daughters, now with a tiny area where they would eventually grow pubic hair covered by the bathing suit, but with their entire pussies naked, as the string had been pulled deep between their pudgy pussy lips.

Tom and George walked behind the Whymply girls and Debbie, carrying a heavy cooler between them, piled high with beach blankets. After a minute or so George pointed out how sexy little Debbie's cute butt looked. Debbie turned back and gave the men a big smile then wiggled her butt again.

Then George observed that Shelley and Kimmy's assholes were still opened up from the butt plugs. "Don't that look inviting, eh Tom? Their little bottoms just want some additional attention. I wonder if we can get a dog to fuck them or something like that."

Debbie heard these comments and dropped back to look at her companions bottoms. "They sure walk funny won't they" she giggled. Shelley and Kimmy became very self conscious about their bottoms and their gait.

George laughed, "If you had just sat on a dildo for a half hour and had someone pinch your pussy, you'd walk funny to sweetheart."

Debbie replied smugly, "But I don't have to sit on a plastic cock when I go for a drive and I can pinch their pussies when ever I want."

Tom thought to himself, 'it's indecent that my girls have to suck so many cocks and have things pushed up their butts and be pinched by this little vixen? It's not fair.'

As they walked onto the boardwalk, Tom noticed a large sign advising conditions for use of the beach, he thought it was just the usual legalize to absolve the beach owners of any liability; but he was wrong. The sign read:

1/ Photography of Young Children is Permitted and Encouraged.
2/ Touching of Young Children is Permitted and Encouraged.
3/ Sexual Contact is permitted as long as at least one partner is under the age of 12 years.
4/ Children are not permitted to use the Changing Room nor change in the Washroom.

Tom looked around suspiciously, but everything seemed normal. There were children running about everywhere and any boogiemen ready to abduct his girls were behaving themselves.

Betty picked a spot about half way between the boardwalk and the waters edge. "This will do," and laid out her beach blanket. Barb followed her lead and spread out a blanket beside Betty's. Tom came up and while he thought the chosen spot was uncomfortably close to the men's washroom, he dropped the cooler where indicated and spread out a couple more blankets.

Betty already had Shelley and Kimmy in focus and took a number of photographs as they helped set up the beach equipment. Once things were more or less in place, Tom and Barb headed off to change into their swim suits while Betty photographed their daughters lying on the beach towels with George helping with the photoshoot. Debbie just stood around watching the Whymply girls work in front of the camera.

Tom came back first and pushed through a small crowd of twenty beach-goers, he stood beside Debbie, watching Betty direct Shelley who was laying on her back, legs splayed open, the minuscule bikini bottom pulled tightly into her lower lips, and two fingers of her right hand plunged deeply into her pussy. "Alright now Shelley, put those right hand fingers into your mouth and finger yourself with your left hand."

Shelley complied and Tom heard his young companion say "Oooohh, that's so nasty, that must taste so bad! How can she do that?" Tom looked down at Debbie; he had the same questions of his daughters but was afraid to ask.

Betty said, "Now reverse the hands again. Good! Now Kimmy come over here and get your face into Shelley's crotch and kiss her on the lips, No turn side ways a bit, no the other way, good, swing around a bit more. Good, now stick out your tongue and lick, excellent, look back at me Kimmy, big smile, now lick again, good. Push your tongue right inside, good girl. Now swing around and do a 69 girls, good! Tongues in and out, good, now roll over so Kimmy's on the bottom." Barb returned and took Tom's arm and they watched their daughters perform a complete lesbian scene, complete with fingers and tongues in pussies and assholes. Betty was completely un-phased as she took close-ups of shiny pre-teen faces licking pussy

After 15 minutes, the crowd gathered around them had grown to a hundred or so, watching in rapped amazement at the goings-on on the Whymply's beach blanket. Betty looked up at everybody, smiled and said, "Okay girls why don't you change into the blue bikinis, and Debbie, get the collars and leashes out of the brown bag."

Tom watched as his daughters calmly stripped out of the red bikini bottoms, they had previously discarded their tops earlier in the photo-set. Changing in front of the crowd, did not bother Shelley or Kimmy at all. George arranged the girls' bikini bottoms so they covered nothing and the string was deeply pressed between their pussy lips. If anything, the blue swim suit was smaller then the red ones they had just had on. The bikini top was about half the size of the bottoms, two triangles, maybe 1" on a side. George adjusted the tops for nipple coverage. Kimmy's suit covered her nips, but Shelley's breasts were starting to swell and the two tiny blue triangles were surrounded by darker aureole.

Debbie fastened a 1" wide leather dog collar to Shelley's then Kimmy's neck and stepped back. "George, get Debbie into the black leather mini skirt and leather halter top," directed Betty. George complied, pulling the required clothing out of a bag and then holding a towel up for Debbie to change behind.

Some of the crowd groaned and muttered about the cute 7 year old changing behind a blanket, but George quickly put everyone right by saying "She's my niece, she's not a professional model like these others, you know."

Debbie in her leathers, holding leashes fastened to Shelley and Kimmy's collars, was soon leading her pets back and forth along the beach. Betty called out to Tom and Barb to guard their things and directed her models down to the waters edge.

George tries to keep the crowd to one side, out of the line of the camera saying, "Please keep to the right side so she can photograph the girls against the ocean backdrop."

Barb soon rushes over to assist George, leaving Tom watching the proceedings from a distance. Tom catches glimpses of his daughters on their knees, following behind Debbie. Then Debbie appears to be hitting his daughters with something, possibly the leashes, Tom couldn't tell from the distance, but he imagined they were presenting a dynamic D/S scene to the camera and all the onlookers. Soon Debbie and her two charges are coming back up the beach, being photographed by Betty and a number of other guys. Debbie is repeatedly hitting Shelley and Kimmy on the backside with a short leather flail. The girls reverse course, heading back down the beach and Tom can see that both his daughters' behinds are covered with red marks. Shelley and Kimmy approach the blankets again with Debbie really laying into them with her flail.

Tom can hear Betty encouraging her niece, "Keep it up Debbie, your getting their asses nice and red now, change hands if your tired, good girl, don't stop. Okay Shelley get back on the blanket, you too Kimmy." Tom can see that his daughters are crying from the punishment to their bottoms; they were still in their blue bikinis, the tops are displaced, so their nipples are showing, and the bottoms are still drawn up inside their pussy lips.

"Spread your knees girls, good, a little wider Kimmy, Good! Now place your faces on the blanket and leave your asses up nice and high. Now Debbie swing up from below and get them on the pussy. No swing harder dear; it doesn't matter if you miss sometimes just swing as hard as you can. Oh, you're tired dear? Okay we can rest a bit, sit down and rest; Tom can you get Debbie a cold soft drink."

"No Shelley and Kimmy just stay the way you are, asses up. We're not finished with this set of shots."

Tom shrugs, he doesn't want to make a big scene here, gets Debbie an orange soda and steps around his daughters' up-turned asses to deliver it. Betty and George ask for some cokes as well, Tom and Barb share a root beer, while Shelley and Kimmy remain face down on the blanket while some on-lookers creep in for better close-up of the girl's pretty red asses.

"Now Debbie, see how nice and red you've gotten Kimmy's bum, I want you to get her's and Shelley's pussy and everything around it the same color, okay?" directed Betty.

Debbie nodded, she was rested after the 10 minute break and the orange drink and she picked up her little flail and got ready to have another go at her companions' pussies. "Shelley and Kimmy dear, get your butts up higher. Okay Debbie, go to it, you might find a quick wrist flick gets better results when hitting from below." directed Betty.

Debbie quickly got into the rhythm of flicking her whip up onto the open pussies of Shelley and Kimmy, with Betty encouraged her to keep up the assault. "The color is coming up nicely, good girl, another 20 strokes should be enough." The crowd got into the action and counted down the strokes. "..12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6".... As the count got lower Debbie slowed her pace and concentrated on making every stroke as hard as she could. "3,.....2, .....1" shouted the crowd. Debbie smiled broadly and did a little bow to show her appreciation of their encouragement as the excited crowd clapped. Betty moved in close and got some extreme close-ups then stepped away to let the on-lookers come in and photograph the well whipped Whymply bottoms.

Betty told Shelley and Kimmy to stay put, until everybody was finished photographing them. She even went so far as to place a folded page of her professional letter-head with 'Shelley Whymply' and 'Kimmy Whymply' on the girls' red up-turned bottoms. Betty and George stepped away to plan the next activity while Debbie had another drink. Tom and Barb watched in amazement as the crowd came in and photographed, then touched, pinched, poked and finally felt up the girls' red asses and pussies.

Tom finally had to step in to prevent more serious abuse. At which point, a couple guys warned Tom that photographing and touching of children was allowed on Pedo Beach and they would complained to the authorities if he kept interfering with their rights. A chastised Tom stepped back, but by this time most of the serious molesters had withdrawn.

Betty helped Kimmy and Shelley to their feet and got them to remove the tiny blue bikinis and stand naked while she rubbed some pain relieving salve on their pussies and bottoms. She also gave them some Tylenol. The crowd dispersed as Barb and George set out a quick lunch. Tom held up a towel for Debbie to change into a smallish tight bikini, but still a size that any 7 year old could wear without causing a stir; while Shelley and Kimmy remained naked except for their leather collars.

By the time they had consumed a large orange drink each, the salve and pain killers had done their work and the discomfort was mostly gone, while a lovely red glow remained. Betty had a close look at their crotches and bottoms and expressed satisfaction with the results.

Turning to Barb and Tom, Betty explained her behavior. "I've got a new line of extreme swimwear that I have to photograph. The manufacturer wants a real dominant/submissive presentation and I thought of cute little Debbie lording it over Shelley and Kimmy and parading them around in these extreme suits."

Betty opened a bag and dumped out a number of strange shaped plastic items. "These are called Stuff-it-up-kinis, and come in two types, a Pussikini and a Buttkini," explained Betty. "A girl simply inserts a pussikini into her pussy and the molded base covers her crotch and bum areas without the need for a waist band, the buttkini is of course similar."

Shelley, Kimmy and Debbie all reached in and picked up one of the stuff-it-up suits. Betty continued "These are sized for girls, mainly in the curve of the outer shield to conform to the body; the insert is also a bit smaller."

Shelley asked "Why some of them solid and others have big holes?" She was comparing the one she held with her sister's specimen. Betty said "Those are both buttkinis, why don't you put them on and you'll see. Lick them first girls." Both Shelley and Kimmy pushed their buttkinis into place and the difference became obvious. Shelley's yellow buttkini fit securely up the crack of her ass and reached forward between her legs to cover her pussy lips in a smooth form fitting garment. Kimmy's red one fit similarly into her butt and covered her ass crack nicely, but in the front, the portion covering the pussy lips was cut away and the buttkini served only to outline and highlight a Kimmy's sexual passage.

"That look really neat," said Debbie pointing to the exposed pussy on Kimmy's swim suit.

"That's called an open buttkini," advised Betty.

Betty started taking photographs of Shelley and Kimmy in the various Stuff-it-up-kinis, most shots had little Debbie holding a leash or a longer whip, indicating her dominance over the other girls. Many of the arrangements had Shelley wearing an open buttkini, getting a knobby dildo pushed into her exposed pussy by her similarly impaled sister, Debbie standing above pointing with her whip to indicate what Kimmy was to do.

Tom noted that much of Betty's camera angle was from below, giving emphasis to the stuff-it-up-kinis, dildo work and Debbie's dominance. Half an hour was enough time to run through the different combinations of stuff-it-up-kinis suits and Kimmy and Shelley's bottom orifices. The crowd had reformed once the action had started and Tom and Barb stood at the corner of their blanket watching their daughters get publicly humiliated once again.

As soon as it became clear that this round of photography was wrapping up, some of the on-lookers became restive. "Isn't she going to use the whip?" shouted someone. "Ya we want the whip. We want the whip. We want the whip!" rose as a chorus.

Tom couldn't believe his ears, poor Shelley and Kimmy had bright red asses and pussies from Debbie's earlier use of a flail, and here these guys and some women as wanted to see his daughters get whipped again. Betty stopped the girls while George addressed the crowd. "I think I hear a need for some more whipped pussy. Is that right?"

"Yes!" roared the crowd.

"How about some more whipped asses," countered George?

"Yes!" came the reply.

"How about if little Debbie here whips both these sluts' pussies and asses?"

"Yes, of course" shouted the crowd. Tom looked at his wife in dismay. It seemed that by popular opinion Shelley and Kimmy were going to get their bottoms marked up again.

Betty turned to her girls, "You heard them, and they want some more action. Debbie, limber up your arm dear. Shelley and Kimmy take off those kinis and get back on your knees, noses down on the blanket."

While the Whymply girls divested themselves of their meager coverings and Debbie switched her cane back and forth. George called out to the noisy crowd, "Now some of you probably saw young Debbie here give some good color to these up turned asses an hour ago. She used a light flail and laid on a hundred or more stokes to each of these pretty bottoms. Now Debbie has a much more serious weapon in her hand and it can do some real damage. I know some of you guys would get off on a Debbie laying on a real whipping and cutting these two asses up. But that isn't going to happen. I'm going to let Debbie give each of these girls here four whacks on their asses, then I'm going to have the young ladies roll over on their backs and Debbie will give two nice strokes to each of their pussies. That's all, understood?"

Tom heard grudging acceptance of these limitations from the surrounding people. A few expressed disappointment but most agreed that the 5' long leather wrapped cane in Debbie's hand would probably really hurt the girls.

"Before we go any farther, I would like to introduce the young lady who will be applying the leather, my niece Debbie MacDonald. Take a bow Debbie!"

Debbie stopped her practice swings and waves at the crowd. "And on the receiving end of little Debbie's administrations, we have Shelley Whymply and her sister Kimmy Whymply. They live on Lincoln Drive, over in Backside City. Shelley and Kimmy lift up your heads and let everybody get a good look at you." The two girls raise their noses off the blanket and straighten up, but remain on their knees. "You'll notice that they have nice color on their pussies and asses where Debbie tanned them earlier, but we'll see what effect a few strokes of a strong cane will give. If anyone wants to take some before pictures of these girls' charms go ahead. It's okay to walk on the blankets, get as close as you want. Shelley and Kimmy put your hands on your heads to not block anyone's view."

The girls obey by placing their hands flat on the top of their heads as the crowd surges foreword to photograph the young victims. Many on-lookers come up and take the girls pictures and close-ups front and back. After a few minutes of bedlam, George gets the crowd to back off. Betty whispers something in George's ear and George nods. "My wife has recommended we introduce Shelley and Kimmy's parents, Tom and Barb Whymply, over here." George points them out and Tom and Barb nod and wave shyly. "Barb and Tom have let us employ their daughters for erotic photography over the last few months and we have found both the girls and their parents very accommodating. Let's have a hand for Tom and Barb for allowing us to photograph their daughters down here today at Pedo Beach." The crowd applauds warmly and a few take Tom and Barb's picture.

"Now without further delay, lets get those asses in the air and Debbie, do your best."

Shelley and Kimmy look at each other, shrug and bend back over on the blanket. Betty gets them to pull their knees in closer to their chests, put their shoulders down on the blanket and push their asses up even higher. Debbie lines up, touches the tip of her cane to Shelley's bottom and Shelley jumps. Everybody laughs. Tom and Barb glance nervously at each other; this certainly isn't the day at the beach they expected.

'Swish' went the cane. 'Crack' went the bum, "Gahhh!" went Shelley. "One!" went the crowd. Debbie stepped over to Kimmy's upturned ass and again touched her ass to get the range, Kimmy also jumped. 'Swish, Crack, Gahhh, One' went the assembly.

George stepped up to look over the damage; each first stoke was rapidly turning a dark red and raising a line of swelling, but had not cut the skin. George nodded to Debbie, "Good work!" he encouraged his niece. "Don't swing any harder?"

Debbie nodded, lined up behind Shelley and let fly with another stroke. Working in a determined manner, Debbie applied three more stokes alternately to Shelley's then Kimmy's up-turned asses. The Whymply girls groaned as each stoke was received but did not attempt to get away. Betty took a series of photos on completion of the ass whipping and then told the girls to roll on their backs.

George positioned a full bag of modeling clothes under Shelley's bottom and a blow-up beach toy and a folded blanket under Kimmy's, to raise their pussies up and allow better access for Debbie's cane. Debbie stood beside Shelley's shoulders and lined up her next stoke carefully. 'Swish', 'Crack', "Christ" swore Shelley, "Yes!" cheered the crowd.

Shelley's right cunt lip was swelling quickly.

"You should stand back a bit dear" advised Betty, "just hit with the tip of your cane on her little poochie. And swing harder dear" The next stroke on Kimmy's pussy landed square on the cleft and caused Kimmy to jerk upright in shock.

Barb and Tom started to push through the crowd towards their daughters. Betty intercepted them saying "It's okay, see she's laying back down."

George had a look into Kimmy mangled pussy smiled and gave Debbie the thumbs up, "Great one girl, we won't count that first one on Shelley okay?" Debbie smiled back at her favorite uncle and nodded. The next three strokes were each dead center and with good velocity. Shelley jerked up-right twice and Kimmy once more as each stoke landed. Debbie did a little curtsy for the cheering crowd and asked for a soft drink.

"You really earned one sweetheart; you were really accurate with your cane, that was just great" gushed her uncle as he gave her a big hug and pat on the bum; then got her a drink from the cooler.

As Barb helped Shelley sit up and Tom helped Kimmy, Betty and the crowd of photographers closed in and snapped both the girls anguish and their parents concern, but also the damaged pussies and asses were well photographed. After at most a couple minutes, George and another spectator appeared with a portable picnic table and Shelley and Kimmy were encouraged to stand on the top and show one and all their damaged charms.

Tom and Barb stepped back while Betty directed the girls to turn this way and that and bend over and lay back so everybody could see their marked up privates. Five minutes later, Tom and Barb were standing on the outside of the crowd with George while Debbie stood near by drinking a root beer.

Betty came out of the throng smiling widely, "Damn but your girls take great pictures," she raved. She gave Debbie a big hug "And you did great too, sweetheart. You can sure swing a cane, I'm so proud of you. You really blasted their pussies on those last shots. They're still mumbling about how sore their pussies are." Betty laughed.

Tom and Barb looked at the crowd milling around their naked whipped daughters. Tom suggested "Maybe someone should be with Shelley and Kimmy so the people don't bother them; they're rather defenceless right now." Barb nodded.

Betty disagreed and shook her head, "They're the center of attention right now and trust me, sluts like Shelley and Kimmy love every second of it. Leave them alone." Tom and Barb dared not disagree with their friend's assessment and waited while Shelley and Kimmy were felt up and pinched right before their eyes.

After about 15 minutes the crowd started to thin and Tom and Barb could see their daughters were laying on their backs on the picnic table. Apparently a few guys had convinced them into giving blow-jobs as both girls had recent deposits of cum on their faces. Betty took a number of wrap-up shots as Shelley and Kimmy were helped down from the table. Barb comforted her daughters while Tom helped George return the picnic table from an adjacent family who had volunteered it. By the time Tom returned, Shelley and Kimmy were sitting down, drinking cokes, their faces were still coated with cum as Betty had refused to allow Barb to clean them up, "They look sexier with a nice gloss of sperm, don't they Tom?" Tom shrugged.

Barb tried to get some snacks for her daughters. "How about a sucker?" suggested Betty. "Yes please" said little Debbie, knowing where this was leading. It wasn't what the Whymply girls or Barb had wanted, but so as not to seem rude, they agreed.

With the kinis and cane put away, Shelley and Kimmy sat on their blanket, sore, and nude except for the collars, waiting for their suckers. George held up a blanket so his niece could change. Debbie emerged wearing a cute bright orange sundress which fit her body very tightly and extended only few inches past her crotch. Betty did not provide any panties to her niece, which prompted a complaint from the 7 year old, "Mom said for me to keep my bottom covered"

Betty calmed her fears, "Don't worry dear, I'll not be taking any photos of your privates. I just want your bottom to be available for some nasty action." George handed long suckers to each girl. Turning to Shelley and Kimmy, Betty explained that they were going to be photographed while licking some suckers. This seemed innocent enough, but Barb suspected otherwise, she turned to her husband and said, "Those suckers look suspiciously like dildos; I bet Betty is going to be getting the girls to be using them in more then their mouths. Tom nodded; he saw his naked daughters and could anticipate Betty ordering them to push the suckers up their sore pussies and maybe even their asses. But Tom was surprised Debbie would be included in such a rude photo sequence. George and Betty had always gone to great lengths to have only the Whymply girls naked and abused. Maybe Debbie's time had come; Tom eagerly anticipated her humiliation.

The photo shoot started with the girls sitting down, un-wrapping their suckers. When the plastic wrapper was removed, it was as Barb had forecast, the long suckers were indeed 'cocksuckers' with bulbous heads like a cock and veins on the sides. Debbie sat between Shelley and Kimmy her knees drawn up to her chest, licking a pale green lollipop innocently, Shelley and Kimmy were instructed to lay back, with their leg widely splayed, marked-up pussies and assholes well displayed for the camera; also innocently licking their licorice black cocksuckers.

"How does your pussy feel Shelley?" asked Betty "Is it really sore or just kinda sore?"

Shelley looked down at her beaten-up crotch and said, "I guess it's still really sore" she advised, taking another lick.

Tom was disgusted by the conversation, a grown woman asking an 11 year old 'How is your pussy?' Apparently a number of the on-lookers who were still hanging around the naked pre-teens thought this was pretty funny because by the time Betty asked her second question "And how is your pussy Kimmy?" , a number of the small crowd laughed out loud.

Kimmy grinned at the on-lookers, spread her legs widely and looked down at her red sore pussy. "I guess mine is just pretty sore" she replied.

"Your pussy's just pretty" shouted some joker for the crowd. Everybody laughed. Kimmy beamed brightly and spread her legs even wider until she was almost doing the splits. Her bright red pussy opening like a young rose bud. The crowd cheered, so Shelley, not to be out done, spread her legs as wide as possible and smiled at the crowd.

This is so wrong thought Tom, my girls sucking cock shaped suckers and flashing their pussies to a group of men and women. The girls sat quietly for a minute just sucking the candy, awaiting instructions from Betty on how to pose. Finally Betty said, "Maybe you girls should be sucking those things a little harder. Show everyone how a sucker should be sucked."

The two girls knew what was meant and proceeded to lick the entire length of the cocksucker, from stick to head. Shelley and Kimmy started pushing their suckers deeper into their mouths as well. Within a minute or so they were deep-throating the black cocksuckers and smiling innocently when they took them out of their mouths. Debbie kept innocently licking her lollipop to the delight of some on-lookers, while Betty instructed, "Kimmy you know where else that candy can go?"

Kimmy nodded shyly and started rubbing the long thing across her sore pussy lips. "You can do better then that dear," said Betty. Soon Kimmy and Shelley were pushing their suckers into their own pussies while Debbie looked on, acting shocked by her friends behavior. A few more words from Betty as she photographed the girls and all the by-standers, and the Whymply girls were moving the suckers from pussy to mouth, then from their pussy to their sisters' mouth, much to the delight of the crowd, who shouted obscene suggestions that the girls just smiled at.

Tom was not surprised by the way his daughters performed before the camera and in front of the on-lookers, they were definitely crowd-pleasers. Barb turned to her husband and said "Well this isn't so bad." Tom nodded, waiting for Betty to push things to the extreme as she normally did.

Debbie stopped licking her sucker and said in a childish voice, "Auntie Betty, I have to go pee pee."

"Well why don't you just go to the bathroom?" replied Betty.

"I don't want to pee pee there" Debbie giggled "I want to pee pee on Kimmy."

"Okay" smiled Betty, "We'll see what we can do."

Turning to Kimmy, Betty said, "Debbie has to go pee, why don't you push your sucker into your pussy so you don't loose it and lay down right here." Kimmy looked resigned, she had been pissed on by Debbie previously, so this wasn't anything new. She slid her cocksucker up her puss, and lay down where indicated.

"Shelley, help Debbie by holding her dress so it doesn't get wet." Debbie walked over and crouched right over Kimmy's face. Shelley popped her cocksucker in her mouth and came over to help with Debbie's dress. After a wait that seemed like a couple minutes to the on-lookers, but was probably only 30 seconds, Debbie let go a weak stream, which she played back and forth over Kimmy's face for only a few seconds. Betty positioned herself to record Debbie giving Kimmy a golden shower at the beach. The crowd cheered loudly and clapped. Debbie got up and gave a little bow.

"Aunt Betty, can I pee pee on Shelley now?" she asked innocently. The crowd cheered again as the Whymply girls were re-arranged and Debbie released a short stream into Shelley's face. Debbie stood up and bowed again.

"Can I pee pee on Shelley's and Kimmy's mommy now?" asked the little pisser. The crowd shouted and cheered at this outrageous suggestion. Everyone turned to look at Barb and Tom. Barb turned purple in humiliation as Betty lead her into the center of the crowd.

"Well Debbie, that is not something we normally do you know," said Betty.

Debbie nodded, "But I really want to."

"Maybe we should ask the people here. Should little Debbie be allowed to pee pee on the mother of our two naked piss-drinkers?" Tom was not surprised by the unanimous approval Debbie's request received. The crowd cheered and applauded Barb, as she stood beside Betty, feeling totally humiliated. Since Barb hadn't bolted, Betty gentle eased her down onto her back on the blanket. The noise was deafening as Debbie positioned herself over Barb's face. Barb was in shock that all this was happening to her; there she was looking up at the little pussy of a nasty little bitch that had just pissed in her daughters' faces.

Debbie looked down at Barb and smiled sweetly. Holding the hem of the sundress high to the side, Debbie exposed her privates to the on-lookers and spent a few seconds spraying Barb in the face and then all over her white top. Obviously Debbie had been holding back while pissing on Shelley and Kimmy.

Still squatting over Barbs face, Debbie grinned and asked innocently, "Can I go poo, Auntie Betty?"

Betty nodded and before Barb could fully comprehend, the little bitch was forcing out a turd directly in front of her eyes. It came slowly and as the realization of what was occurring set in; Barb moved quickly to get out of the way. Barb got to her feet, as Debbie dropped her little turd on the blanket where Barb's face would have been. The crowd laughed and roared its delight.

Debbie got up and pranced around happily, not caring she had missed Barb's face; Debbie had been allowed to take a crap in someone's face and she felt fantastic. She gave a high five slap to her uncle George, who had been observing Barb's amazing acceptance of being humiliated by the youngster. Betty photographed Barb standing here wiping her face, while her husband and daughters stood there, not knowing what to do.

George picked up a plastic plate and used a spoon to remove the turd from the blanket and passed the turd on a plate to Shelley. Betty helped Barb remove her pissy top and bra then passed them to George. George shook off the worst of the piss and laid the top out to dry. Betty produced one of the minuscule bikini tops and adjusted the tiny triangles to cover Barb's nipples. Barb looked down and saw the 1" yellow triangles were pushed out by her erect nipples and she might as well be naked. Kimmy and Shelley came over "That top look great mom" they enthused. Barb relaxed a bit.

10 minutes later, the nightmare was still in session. Debbie now was dipping Shelley's and Kimmy's cocksuckers into the shitty plate and trying to feed them to Tom's daughters. Shelley and Kimmy turned their faces away from the pro-offerred suckers, the crowd was going wild with excitement, Barb turned to her husband, she shook with emotion as he held her tight. "I can't wait for this afternoon to be over."

"Well that's it for now. Let us get on with our day," shouted George trying to disperse the crowd. After about 10 more minutes of inaction on the Whymply blankets, most of the on-lookers wandered away, a few hard core gawkers hunkered down 50 feet away, just staring at Shelley and Kimmy who were still stark naked except for the collars.

Barb got some sunscreen rubbed on her daughters' shoulders, back and chest. When Debbie asked for some, Barb just passed it to her and turned away. When she looked back Kimmy was applying the crème to Debbie's back. Shelley came over to give her mom a hug, "It's not so bad mom," she consoled. "Kimmy and I sometimes have to drink Debbie's pee. And remember when I had to be in her 'Human Toilet' display for the science fair. I really saw a lot of pee then," Shelley laughed. Barb nodded; her daughters seemed to cope with the little monster called Debbie so she guessed she could as well. Barb hugged Shelley and felt a lot better.

Kimmy and Debbie were over playing with a couple of young girls about Debbie's age on a near by family's blanket. Debbie had changed again and now wore tee-shirt and tight shorts. Kimmy seemed unconcerned with her nakedness. Shelley and Barb wandered over to observe them all playing a game of 'Humpy Humpy Hippo'. The game board had four plastic hippopotamuses and each girl operated one hippo's mouth by crouching over a long lever and pushing it with their crotch. When all four of the girls were playing it looked like they were humping their hippos. The mother of one of the girls was adding peanut M&M's to the game board and the four girls pushed their levers trying to get their hippo to eat the candy. Kimmy, because of her naked crotch, was having problems with the game. She looked over at the mother "This lever keeps pushing up my pussy" she complained.

The mother looked at Kimmy's condition but couldn't propose a fix. "I'm sorry but this game just wasn't designed to be played by naked little girls"

Betty came over to watch the game, heard Kimmy's complain, and returned with two tiny bikinis which she gave to Kimmy and Shelley. Soon their crotches had a tiny patch of skin above the clitoris covered and a string through their pussies and up the ass crack. The tops were tied into position but within seconds nipples had popped out. Kimmy didn't care; she went back to the hippo game and found the string in her crotch kept the lever out in most cases.

The father of the young girls produced drinks in little glass bottles for the four girls playing the game and one for Shelley.

"That's homemade root beer," he advised, "I had to buy the antique glass bottles on Ebay, they're getting quite rare you know." Betty and Barb nodded. The neighboring family had observed the antics of the Whymply girls over the last couple hours and knew Kimmy and her sister could be made to do almost anything rude. Debbie had finished her drink and acting devilish started licking it as she had her sucker an hour earlier. The other girls soon followed her lead and encouraged by the father, Debbie was soon pushing the neck of the bottle up Kimmy's pussy.

Barb was amazed at how quickly things could get sexual whenever little Debbie got around her daughters. Kimmy had all but the bottom 2" of the 6 oz bottle embedded by the time Betty had returned with her camera. Shelley was soon similarly impaled by a glass bottle and the Whymply girls were walking around showing only the 2" base of their bottles with the string of their bikini bottom keeping it in place. The girls loved the attention their new fashion statement received from on-lookers as they walked back and forth on the boardwalk.

Betty saw the commotion the girls were causing and of course photographed it. She then gave Debbie the leashes and Debbie and her two young friends took turns leading Kimmy and Shelley along the boardwalk. Betty returned to the blanket laughing and describing how little Debbie was exercising her power.

"She's just a scream George, you should see her work her little slavegirls. They would be walking, Debbie drops a hair clip, she stops and pulls on the leash bringing Shelley up short. Then she makes Shelley bend over to pick it up, but Shelley must keep her knees straight and the pop bottle is poking out from between her legs so cutely. Then Debbie steps on the hairclip and Shelley is stuck bent over until Debbie uncovers it. It's just beautiful. Lots of people are photographing Debbie and her pop bottle girl. The other little girls leading Kimmy's on the leash are also giving her a rough time. They sprinkled some M&M's on the ground and made Kimmy bend at the waist to eat them. Kimmy tried just bending but couldn't get her face close enough, so the girls let her bend her knees, then started spanking her ass as punishment."

The neighboring mom and dad and Tom and Barb headed down the boardwalk to see the action. Betty and George follow. Heading towards the largest noisiest crowd, the parents observed their daughters, Shelley and Kimmy were standing on a table beside a hotdog stand, Debbie and her two young friends were sitting at the table; eating foot-long wieners with 5 cokes and two empty paper plates. Shelley and Kimmy were sort of consuming their foot-longs as well. The Whymply girls were pushing their wieners up their bums, past the bikini string and then pulling them out and putting them into their mouths. Tom could see that his daughters' wieners were still whole; Shelley and Kimmy had not been allowed to have a bite yet. Debbie was directing their activities, "Okay, Kimmy is yours clean?" Kimmy held up her wiener for inspection."Looks clean Kimmy, do it again," laughed Debbie almost choking on her hotdog.

Shelley was still licking her shit smeared hotdog while Kimmy pushed hers back up her bum. Kimmy pushed and pulled on her wiener slowly inserting it and withdrawing it, after each withdrawal she held it up and Debbie or one of her friends said "Not dirty enough, do it again." Shelley held her wiener for inspection. "Looks clean, put it in your bum again Shelley" chortled Debbie, loving the power she had over Shelley and Kimmy. Shelley reinserted her wiener and pumped it in and out a few times before pulling it for a first inspection.

Half the crowd was by this point into the game and a general murmur "No, Do It Again" came from the assembly. Debbie grinned and laughed with delight at captivating so many people. The mother and father of Debbie's young friends pushed through the crowd and ask their daughters what they were doing and how they got the hotdogs. "We're playing 'DO IT AGAIN' mommy," explained one daughter. "It's a game Debbie taught us."

Tom and Barb looked at each other and nodded, it just seemed reasonable to assume Debbie would be behind something that involved Shelley and Kimmy licking wieners that had just been in their butts.

"Some people just bought us some hotdogs" said the other young girl, "we didn't steal them mommy." Looking at the group of pedophiles standing around, the mother and father could imagine someone buying hotdogs for the group of girls with the hope of something obscene developing. Even without Shelley and Kimmy, just the sight of a youngster pushing a bare foot-long wiener in their mouths looked pretty good to a pedo. The father observed that the wieners had plumped to over 1 inch diameter, so who ever had bought the food for the girls he knew their erotic co-efficient. Debbie could barely get the large piece of meat into her mouth and how the two older sluts managed to jam them up their bottoms was a question.

Stepping back into the crowd, the mother said, "Well have fun girls, your father and I will just be watching and making sure you're okay."

Debbie instructed Shelley and Kimmy to pull their wieners out of their butts again for a look. Both appeared nasty, and Shelley started to lick hers when Debbie called out, "No Shelley, hold it for Kimmy to lick." Shelley understood immediately and she and her sister held their wieners up so the other could lick them clean.

The crowd groaned at the first lick by Kimmy on Shelley's outstretched wiener and Shelley took the top of Kimmy's in her mouth and started to push onto it.

Tom and Barb heard the on-lookers "God those girls are nasty" and "Fuck, are they sluts or what?" The crowd started clapping in time as Kimmy and Shelley bobbed their heads on and off the wieners, seeming to enjoy being able to perform in front of a crowd. Debbie pulled on their leashes to get the Whymply girls down on their hands and knees on the table. Her two young friends took Shelley's and Kimmy's wieners back behind them and dipped them into the up turned asses, to get them dirty again, then held the wieners upright while the girls deep-throated them, much to the enjoyment of the crowd. The young girls liked the cheering so repeated the procedure a couple more times. Shelley and Kimmy didn't seem to mind whither it was their own or their sister's wiener. For some variety in the humiliation routine, Debbie picked up a squeeze bottle of mustard and poked the tip into Kimmy's ass and gave a squirt. She then pulled Shelley's leash and poked her nose into her sister's butt cheeks, Shelley being a smart girl immediately licked the mustard out of Kimmy's ass. This repeated with ketchup in Shelley's ass, and then the young girls dribbled mayonnaise on both Whymply girls' faces, like it was cum, and the sisters took turns licking each other clean. Debbie told her two little friends to push the wieners in the girls' butts, but leave the dirty end out. The young girls didn't want to touch the dirty end of the wiener so Shelley and Kimmy had to push them into each other. With wieners sticking out their butts, Debbie announced that her slutty friends would now eat their lunch.

The crowd clapped to show their approved of Debbie's meal plan for Shelley and Kimmy. Just as Kimmy was led to Shelley's rear end and told to take a bite, the youngster's parents indicated they wanted to leave. The young girls whined "Awh mom we're still having fun playing with Debbie and her pets."

The mother relented a bit, "Okay you can let each of your pets have lunch, then we've got to start getting ready. Why don't you lead them back to the blanket while they eat their wieners"

"Yahh, thanks mom! Okay Kimmy you can eat first, but take a little bite." Kimmy gamely bit off an inch of the dirty tube-steak sticking out of Shelley's bum and smiled for the audience as they closed in to photograph her munching the nasty meal. Shelley was led to the back of Kimmy to repeat the process. Tom could not believe his daughters smiling munching away while posing on their hunches, knees apart, showing the embedded pop bottles up their pussies.

Debbie and the girls lead Shelley and Kimmy on their hands and knees off the table and back along the boardwalk each with a wiener sticking out behind. First Shelley was in front, and Kimmy could take a second bite of the wiener sticking out of Shelley's ass. Then the girls were reversed and Shelley could bite. Once the external part of the wieners was consumed, Shelley and Kimmy had to force out a few more inches, which was eaten. Near the blanket, Shelley pushed out the remaining piece of wiener directly into Kimmy's mouth, then Kimmy did the same into Shelley's mouth and the two munched their shitty meals smiling at the crowd, with enormous grins on their faces.

When the girls tried to return the pop bottles, the bottles didn't want to move because of suction. The father from the adjacent family had to work to extract the bottles from Shelley's and Kimmy's pussies. He tried to grasp the base of the bottle, but his hands kept slipping off because of the girls' natural lubrication. Finally he pushed in a straw up the side of the bottle to break the suction and the bottles slipped out easily. Tom found it quite disturbing that a complete stranger was working away for about 5 minutes in his daughters' up-turned snatches. Betty took a number of photos of the father working diligently to retrieve his antique bottles and Tom looking on with great concern. The large crowd on all sides of the picnic table made a great background for many of the shots.

In the car, the Betty thanked all the Whymplys for their contributions to making the afternoon a successful photography session. "Shelley and Kimmy you girls were great, you were as slutty as ever and made each photo opportunity memorable by being so expressive. I really think you girls are happier out of your cloths then in them. You just loved having lots of people look at their pussies and asses don't you?" Shelley and Kimmy grinned back and nodded shyly "And you took you whippings so well, both the light stuff with the little flail and the strong strokes with the big cane. I don't think we hurt your pussies too much because the little girls were able to push those bottles in and out real easy." Again, the girls smiled and sucked up the praise.

"Barb, you performed the pissing scene like a pro. Thank you." Barb smiled at this acknowledgement. "Tom, you were as stoic as ever, letting us have fun with your little girls. It always amazes me how much their young pussies can accommodate, pieces of fruit, vegetables, and huge dildos. Tom, you have no idea how much we appreciate being able to abuse and then photograph your daughters' young pussies and asses, and when they grow some tits I'll love to photograph them as well. Again thank you Tom."

"And Debbie, you were the best today! You deserve extra praise. You were so good with the whips; every stroke landing on Kimmy's and Shelley's asses and pussies was super. When you were tired, you gathered your strength to keep going to completely cover their bottoms. And the photographs of the various kinis will be a success because of you. Then with the 5' cane you were very accurate. I bet your modeling friends here can still feel those strokes on their pussies." Kimmy and Shelley nodded. Debbie beamed. "Then you took charge of the models and ran a really interesting wiener eating contest, How did you think of doing that?"

Debbie said "I just wanted to show everybody that I was the boss with Kimmy and Shelley and I could make them do anything. A nice man asked if we wanted some hotdogs and it just seemed the best idea to make Shelley and Kimmy put them in their bums before they could eat them."

Betty replied, "Well that was great, but the best thing was you pissing on Kimmy, Shelley and Barb. You made this afternoon very special."

Debbie disagreed, "But I didn't really get to poo on Barb cause she moved, and I didn't poo on Kimmy or Shelley at all." Betty laughed, "Well next time you'll have to be faster next time you poo." Debbie and George laughed at this idea. Barb put her head down; Tom reached over and patted his wife on the back in support.

Shelley and Kimmy turned in their butt plugged car seats and Shelley said "It's okay mom, Debbie's pee doesn't taste bad."

Betty grinned and said "You should know Shelley; you've tasted that quite often lately, haven't you?" Shelley nodded shyly and Debbie laughed with delight. From her place in the middle of the back seat, Debbie tried to do a high five with someone, Tom ignored her, Barb did it without enthusiasm, Shelley and Kimmy high-fived with gusto. Tom shrugged, it seemed little Debbie would be allowed to treat all the Whymply girls as her own personal toilet from now on and there was nothing he could do.

Brinnng, Brinnng...... Brinnng, Brinnng! Betty dug out her cell phone and talked quietly for a bit then passed the phone back to Kimmy, "Give it to Debbie. It's her mother."

Debbie took the phone and talked while Tom and Barb listened. "Yes we had a lot of fun; I got to hit Kimmy and Shelley with two kinds of whip. And I played Humpy Hippo with some friends and we got to lead Kimmy and Shelley around with some leashes and we made them eat hot dogs from their bums and..." Debbie stopped for a second to hear her mom talk...... "Yes we're driving home now.".... "They're in their carseats, you know with the thingy for their bums."...... Debbie looked over at Shelley and Kimmy fastened in their seats with legs raised over their heads, "No they have T-shirts on..... Okay mom." Debbie passed the phone to Barb, got out of her seat, and clambered forward to stand between Shelley and Kimmy. "Mom told me to make sure Kimmy and Shelley's pussies are really sore, cause Ryan and Phillip are waiting to fuck them at home."

Betty looked back and said, "Well you just spent most of the afternoon hitting them there, so they should be pretty sore already."

"Mom said to pinch them on the clit," replied Debbie. Betty nodded. Debbie pushed up Shelley's top and reached down to locate her little nubbins and gave it a quick pinch, then repeated the process on Kimmy. Both older girls just grimaced. Picking up phone again Debbie said "There, I pinched them....... In my backpack? No I didn't see it." Debbie reached behind the back seat, retrieved her backpack and dug out a nylon case from the bottom. "Okay mom, I've got it.... Okay. I'll call you back."

Debbie passed the back pack to Tom and started to un-zip the package, while talking to Betty. "Mom said she gave me a little game we could play while we drove home." Opening the package, Barb looking over Debbie's shoulder could see what looked like 5 or 6 small clips and two little blue sausage shaped things. Debbie held up one of the blue things and gave it's end a twist. 'BUZZZZZ' went the thing. "I bet I know what this is," Debbie giggled. She passed the vibrating thing to Barb, who soon passed it to Shelley. Shelley reached down between her legs and softened the buzz.

"Umm, that's nice," she said.

"Give me the other one" demanded Kimmy reaching back awkwardly. After passing the second little vibrator to Kimmy, Debbie held up one of the clips, which had a small paper tag attached. Flexing the clip a couple times, Debbie looked puzzled.

"That's an alligator clip, my dear. What does the tag say," asked Betty? Debbie looked at the tag and read, 'Kimmy's Left Nipple" Barb reached over and took a couple clips, she read 'Shelley's Right Nipple', and 'Shelley's Clit'. Barb shuddered at the thought of fastening these sharp little nasties to her daughters' privates. Debbie held up one alligator clip; flexed it's teeth clamp action and grinned nastily, "This one's for Kimmy's clit." Tom looked on in frustration as Debbie spent the next 10 minutes following Betty's instructions. Debbie sucked on Shelley's nipples one at a time for about 30 seconds before fastening the designated alligator clip to the erect nipple.

With all four nipple clips attached, Debbie held up the two clit clips, "Who wants to go first?" Tom finally decided to show some backbone, no matter what the consequences. He grabbed Debbie's wrist and took the two clitty clips and pushed them in his pocket.

Betty choose to ignore Tom's poor manners and said to Shelley and Kimmy, "You girls better thank Debbie's mom for organizing such a neat game for our ride home." Shelley and Kimmy nodded, tears in their eyes.

But it turned out that thank-you's were not required when they all got to Debbie's house. Her cousins, Ryan and Phillip, rushed the van and had Shelley and Kimmy out of their seats and into the back yard before anyone else could get moving. Debbie shouted in vain about not loosing her alligator clips and Tom and Barb looked at each other helplessly. George and Betty laughed as they helped the older Whymplys out of the back of the van. "You better go retrieve your daughters pretty quick cause we're not staying long," advised George.

"Yes" laughed Betty, "I've got to start on dinner and we can't wait for those two little fuck puppies to satisfy themselves. Maybe they should take the bus home." Tom stood there helplessly, how was he going to get his daughters out of their boyfriends' embraces in time?