This scene was with a girl about 8. I assumed that all of the girls were the same ones I had seen earlier. I could not see their faces, but the hair color and body sizes were about the same. This girl too wore a white mask which hid most of her face. Something about the masks turned me on and made it all that much more mysterious. The couple took the girl and lay her on a dining room table. My cock jumped when the man took some rope and tied the girls hands and feet to the legs of the table. Bondage ??? I watched as the man and woman caressed the little girls body, and took turns licking and sucking her little hairless slit. The girl moaned and tried to thrust her pussy onto the licking tongue in her slit. They caressed her, licked and sucked her little nipples and clit. When it was obvious by the swelling in that little pink nob that the child was hot and ready, the couple moved away. The 6 year old entered the room and promptly climbed up into the mans lap and lowered herself onto his cock. She groaned as it stretched and entered her. She was facing the girl on the table and she smiled as she began to grind her pussy on that hard cock.

My own cock throbbed as I watched that tight little slit work to milk that grown mans cock. The woman picked up a candle and lit it. I wondered what the hell she was going to do with it. She held it for several minutes and the camera got a close up of the wax melting into a pool around the wick. The woman then walked to the girl on the table. I was awed, shocked, electrified when I saw the woman drip hot wax onto the tied girls little pink nipples. The girl cried as the hot wax stung her. She writhed and pulled at her ropes. The woman smiled and the man groaned. His eyes never left the girl on the table. The woman moved to the foot of the table and slid her hand up the girls thigh to her pussy. She cruelly dug two, then three fingers into the girls hairless little slit, stretching it, fucking it deeply. The girl moaned and began to move her hips as much as she could. The woman smiled and fucked her fingers in deeper.

The man was going wild now, holding the 6 year old on his cock as he began to thrust in and out of her. The little girl moaned in a little pain and a lot of pleasure as her slit was stuffed hard and deep by that cock. The camera returned to the girl on the table, and the woman finger fucking her, then moved to once again show a pool of melted wax in the candle. Did my eyes decieve me or was the woman tipping the candle again? She was nowhere near the little girls tits !! Then it dawned on me what she intended. The camera zoomed in on the girls little pussy, the clit swollen and pulsing, the fingers pulling out of it. Suddenly there was a splash on the girls clit. She screamed as the hot wax landed on her tender little clit, more wax flowed down into her open cunt hole. She writhed and cried as the wax stung, then cooled and molded itself to her pussy. The woman peeled the wax away and again tipped the candle. This time when the wax hit her clit, the girl went into the spasms of cumming. You could see the ripples of pleasure in her skin, see her clit as it twitched. She screamed again and again as the hot wax stung her and made her cum. In the background I heard the man moan deeply and knew he had filled the little cunt impaled on his cock. I came and came and came as I watched the wax cool on the childs little cunt. I could not breathe, could not move as the pleasure encased me and lifted me to heaven......

I don't remember turning the tape off, but I did. I woke up the next morning to a blank screen on the tv. I did not even try to pretend not to want to watch the video. Did not even want to get up for coffee or breakfast. The wife and kids were due home that night and I wanted to finish the video in solitude, with the freedom to jack off whenever I wished. I groaned and realized my cock was sore from all the jacking off. Still it did not matter, I was ready to do it again and again, however often the desire struck me. I had yet to see the four year old girl in this tape, and I wanted too, badly.

The last scene on the tape appeared. All of the participants were in the scene, all naked, all wearing masks. The man lifted the 4 year old into his lap. He slid his fingers to her slit and spread it open. The camera got a good shot of her tiny baby clit. OH how I wanted it to be my fingers on that little clit! To rub it, and lick it, to suck it. To watch it twitch and hear her cry as I rammed my cock into her little pussy!!! I watched as the man gently stroked that little clit with his finger. There had been almost no dialouge in any of the tapes and I was surprised when the man spoke.

His voice was husky, but somehow familiar. "I will not fuck this little one, she is virgin and to be saved for you John." WHAT THE FUCK? it was as if the voice had been directed at me. " Yes, you John, this little pussy is yours, is yours to use and abuse, to suck and to fuck. I will not take that pleasure from you." I forgot about my dick as I tried to fathom what the hell was going on. "I know you are probably shocked, confused, but believe me you won't be for long." Then the man chuckled. I KNEW THAT LAUGH !! It was Marks laugh!!! Just as I realized who it was he reached up and pulled his hood off. It really was Mark.

He spoke again. "As I said my friend, this little pussy is yours." He removed the mask from the little girl. OH MY GOD!!! I screamed. I was looking into the face of my own lovely 4 year old daughter. Of its' own volition, my cock jerked and throbbed in a cum so strong and painful that I thought I would die in pleasure. I was horrified, facinated, shocked, and lustful all at the same time. I closed my eyes tried to catch my breath and heard Mark continue. "All of these pussies are yours John, each and every one of them." I forced my eyes open and saw the girls and woman removing their masks, the woman also removing a wig. She was my wife, and the girls my other daughters. The tape ended.

I sat on the bed to stunned to move. Emotions of anger and hatred, fear and loathing flooded my being. Part of me wanted to kill Mark and my wife, another part of me was rejoicing. I sat for hours these thoughts and more running through my mind. Finally I came to terms with them. I was no longer angry, no longer filled with hate. I was glad this had happened, glad that my wife and daughters enjoyed themselves. I admitted to myself that I was a perverted fucker, a pedophile and half assed sadist. I rose from the bed and dressed. I drove to Marks place ready to take my family of little fuck slaves home.