Chapter 1

Rusty and Eric sat in the kitchen of the house they shared. They had lived together for the last year, but their private lives didn't get in each other's way. Quite the opposite, as the 2 paedophiles loved the opportunities they got to fantasise with each other in safety. The house was quite large, and its location in the countryside meant there were few neighbours. Its location also helped the other paedophiles they knew, as it would serve as the centre of the network the 2 had built up, based on close friendships and blackmail. The 2 were now legendary for the parties they held, and the girls and boys who attend them. It wasn't unusual to see rooms with up to ten men and women with one little whore. Every little bitch that went through the house knew they would be truly fucked, all holes wide open. But tonight was going to be quieter night. They had earlier in the day met the manager of a kids clothing shop. The 2 knew what signs to look for in people, and as soon as they saw him they knew he was a fellow paedo.

They both entered the shop, and Rusty acted as a parent of a 6-year-old girl, looking for an outfit for his child's beauty pageant. Rusty, Eric (posing as his friend), and Paul the manager chatted for 10 minutes, and the 2 were sure to drop as many hints as possible. The shop was empty, so they could talk as candidly as they liked. If Paul had not been suspicious of the 2 adults, he soon would be. As Paul was showing them the cute little dresses he sold, they would say things like 'No, not slutty enough' or 'I want her to look good, AND to get the men hard'. Eric even said 'I want your little bitch looking like a whore tonight'. Paul got the message. Gaining confidence, he said "So, you two like the little bitches looking sexy?". Rusty and Eric smiled, and nodded.

"Me too, don't you just love to see a tiny hairless cunt in a thong?" Paul continued. "Looks like we've found ourselves a fellow lover" they said, and 3 laughed.

The time was about 1 o'clock, the time he usually took his lunch break. Paul moved to the door, locked it, and shut the blinds on the windows. The shop was totally dark, so he switched the lights on. Now the 3 were totally free to talk.

"You should see some of the preteen whores we see in here, sometimes I just wanna drag them into the storeroom by the hair and fuck their little brains out. They come in with their moms and dads, and you know the bitch is sucking cock when they get back home". The 2 men were very pleased with Paul; he knew how to talk nasty. He knew to call them sluts and whores.

"You know, I have some special outfits out back that I only show to special parents. Wanna see?" The 2 nodded, this was what they wanted to see. His special stuff. They moved to a cold dark room and turned on the light. What they saw ignited some of their best fantasies. Little stockings, garter belts and heels. Miniskirts a few inches high. Little white panties with 'Little Slut' written on them, some crotchless. All of this designed for girls as young as 3.

"Wow," said Rusty, "this stuff is amazing, I'd love to see a little girl in this. Dress in her stockings, gag her with her panties, and fuck the bitches ass wide open".

Paul said "You should bring you're little bitch over here, we could dress her up and make her give us a show". He still thought Rusty was a parent. "Well actually, I haven't got one".

"Shame" sighed Paul, "these clothes look so much better on them. Some are so tight the girls cunt outlines are visible". The 3 men all had visible bulges in their pants.

"I've got a little 4 year old cunt Sally at home, she does all the modelling for me. Sometimes I just dress her in this, give her some red lipstick and eyeliner, and fuck her throat until she's almost passed out". The guys all moaned at the thought of it. "If she were here, I'd let you 2 abuse the slut. I love seeing guys spitting in her face and slapping her. I love it when she cries and her makeup runs". This was the chance they were looking for.

"Fancy bringing her over to our house later? Bring some clothes with her, she can do a little slut fashion parade for us" said Eric. Paul smiled, he knew he had found 2 kindred spirits.

"Yeah, perfect. My wife is away for the week, which'll be fine. You'll love her. She'll do all the disgusting shit you want!" said Paul. With that, the 3 shook hands and made arrangements, then left. Rusty and Eric could only dream of the 4-year-old they would degrade later that evening.

They sat awaiting the knock on the door that would bring them tonight's entertainment. When it came, they couldn't have been happier. Holding Paul's hand was a 4-year-old with shoulder length blonde hair, green eyes, and a big wide smile. In his other hand a bag containing her outfits for tonight. She walked up to the 2 men and said "Hello Rusty and Eric, daddy says I'm going to put on a show for you tonight".

"You certainly are, you little whore," said Paul, and she smiled again. Either she didn't know, or she liked being called a whore.

"Why don't you run upstairs and put your first outfit on" said Eric. She went upstairs, and Rusty got the 3 guys a beer each. They sat down and discussed all the little whores they'd fucked. Paul told them some of the things Sally had done, things even Rusty and Eric hadn't thought of. The 3 of them couldn't believe she was 4 years old, she looked even younger. This wasn't a problem, they all liked them as young as possible. Suddenly shame came down the stairs and through the door, wearing a see-through black dress and black heels. She had nothing underneath, so her flat chest and tiny nipples were visible, as was her hairless cunt. It looked perfect; her lips were very puffed up. Her ass was so round too, like a perfect sphere, the back of the dress draped it beautifully. As she walked past Paul, he made sure to flip the skirt up giving the guys a view of her cunt. She loved it, and continued her model sway back up to the stairs, to put on the next outfit. When she came back, the guys gasped. She wore black school shoes, knee high socks, a black school skirt so high it showed her white cotton panties, printed with 'whore' on the front. On top she had a white school blouse tied at the waist to show her belly button. Again she walked towards the guys and they cheered, but this time when she reached Paul he held her by the waist and lifted her skirt, then spread her ass cheeks for the guys. They now had a clear view of her pink asshole. But not for long as she managed to wriggle free. Back she walked to the stairs, her ass swaying back and forth. The next time they knew would be the last; they were all too horny by now. When she came back it was worth waiting for. She wore the first outfit they'd seen in the shop. Black heels, black suspenders, black silk panties. Topless, but with a black choker, and a tiara. When she walked to Paul, she knew what to do. She sat in his lap, and got ready to take whatever was given to her.

"So, you guys like my little 4 year old whore?" he asked. He didn't need to. "Spread your legs for the guys, you stupid bitch" he said. She did as she was told. Rusty moved closer. "You like beer?" he asked. She nodded. "Open your fucking mouth then, wide. And close your eyes". She did that, and Rusty took one of his empty beer bottles, positioned it in her mouth, then thrust it home. Her eyes bulged open, and all 3 guys laughed at the sight. Paul held the back of her head still while Rusty pushed it harder and harder down her throat. She began to gag, loud noises coming from her throat. The spit stuck to the end of the bottle, stringing to the end as it was pulled out. Paul loved seeing it. He pinched her nose shut.

"How do you like that, you fucking whore. Let's see you choke on this," he said. Rusty pushed the bottle harder still down her throat, leaving it there for longer and longer. Soon she couldn't breathe, she tried to scream but couldn't.

"Hehe, this slut will do fucking anything, you were right!" said Eric as he moved closer. He had already loosened his pants. Rusty took the bottle from her throat, just in time for Eric to slap her hard in the face. With her spit running down her chin, Rusty rubbed the wet bottle over her face.

"Say thank you" said Paul to her.

"Thank you" she said, smiling up at them. They both slapped her this time in the face, on either side.

"Fuck you, you little cunt. Stand up!" said Paul. She got off of Paul's lap, and stood up. She was just tall enough to suck their cocks standing up. "Open your mouth again," said Eric. She did so, and he stuck 3 fingers down her throat. She writhed on his fingers, gagging and almost puking once or twice. When his fingers were wet enough, he replaced them with his cock. With a little bit of difficulty, she was taking his cock down her throat. Her lips caressed the end of his shaft, her nose in his thick pubic hair. Taking one hand off of the back of her head, he took 2 of her tiny fingers and pushed them up his ass. She knew what to do. She pumped those fingers hard in and out of his ass as his cock made her throat bulge. He only pulled out to thrust harder down that throat. Within no time he had cum in her throat. He held his cock deep down there, until cum dripped out of her nose as well as the corners of her mouth.

"How did you like that, you little cunt?" said Paul. She nodded and smiled up at him as cum ran down her chin.

"Take your smelly fingers out of his ass, and gag yourself with them" he said. She tilted her head back and thrust them down her throat, licking and sucking on them as they went down. Paul grabbed her hand and pushed it harder and further down there.

"Come on, I want to hear you gag" he said. Soon he had his wish granted. He loved the sound and look of it. Still with her fingers down her throat, he pushed his cock alongside them, and all the way down. He was still sitting down, so her throat was really stretched. Rusty was pumping her head up and down on his cock.

"Hold the bitches head down, you'll love this" Paul said to Rusty. He did so, and her little head shook and the gags grew louder, until she puked down his cock. Her vomit coated his balls as well as her face. Paul lifted her up by the hair.

"You love it when daddy makes you puke don't you?" She nodded and grinned a puke-covered smile.

"You're my fucking whore aren't you?" She nodded again, and he spat in her face, covering an eye. "Here, spread my friends ass and lick his asshole clean" he said. Eric bent over and she moved over to him. She had to stand on tiptoes to reach the hole, but once her tongue met it she went deep inside it. Rusty pushed her head deeper into his ass crack with one hand, and with the other he fingered her asshole. He managed to work 4 fingers in there, giving her hole a nice wide gape. After a few minutes, he pulled her back by the hair so she was staring at the ceiling. Paul could see what was happening.

"Hehe, you want to make her puke too?" he said.

"Sure, you read my mind!" said Rusty.

"Spit in her mouth first" said Paul. She held her mouth open as the 3 repeatedly spat in it. Then Rusty pushed the fingers that had just been in her ass down her throat. The familiar gagging sound that got everyone hard started again, and within no time she had vomited again, this time overflowing over her own face. It dripped down her hair and on to the floor.

"Man, this bitch just won't stop, will you Sally?" Again she smiled, as Eric dragged her by the hair and fucked her throat. From his high position he dribbled spit onto her face, making sure to sting her eyes. But Eric had another treat for her. As he was fucking her mouth, he began to piss down there.

"I'm pissing in your whores belly," he said to Paul, and the 3 gathered to see her look of panic as the piss lubricated her throat. It went down her stomach, out of corners of her mouth, even out of her nose. She was panicking now, but they didn't care. He only stopped when she vomited again, forcing his cock out. Now her face and her chest were dripping with the stuff. Eric pissed on her face with what he had left.

Paul took her by the choker around her neck. "You dirty bitch, lick up the vomit on the floor. Get on all 4 legs, like a dog". Obedient as ever, she did this. What she didn't see were Paul and Rusty standing over her, peeing on her head as she licked it up. The 2 guys high-fived as they wet her hair. "You are one lucky guy having this dumb whore to yourself. She just loves it!" said Rusty. He put his foot on the back of her head, pushing her head to the floor.

"I know, it's heaven! But you guys can share her when you like" said Paul, spitting in her hair.

"I say we fuck her now though". They lay her on the table, her ass almost hanging off the end. Still covered in puke and piss, she smiled as she spread her legs wide open. Paul stood at the edge of the table, as Rusty and Eric straddled her ass and cunt. They were in position to get 2 cocks in her ass and one in her cunt. As they entered her, they thought they wouldn't make it. Maybe she'd break, she'd never had this much before. But before long, both holes were full to capacity. Her ass had never been wider, and she was in pain. But the 3 guys loved the look on her face; they didn't care. They could feel each other's cocks through the membrane. Before long, first Rusty, then Paul, then Eric had cum, filling her ass and cunt with cum. Pulling out and seeing the cum inside her gaping asshole, Paul had an idea. He scooped out as much cum as possible, then made her lick his fingers clean. In between this she was licking clean the cocks that had been in her pussy and ass. Once her ass was clean, he did the same to her pussy. They stood back and admired their nights work, one piss covered, cum covered, vomit covered 4 year old whore, dressed in now-stained suspenders.

"Stay there, don't move you stupid whore" said Paul, as the 3 men went upstairs and showered. Whilst they cleaned and changed clothes, his final humiliation for her was to let cum, piss and vomit cake on her face and body. When he was clothed and ready to leave, he handed her a long black coat to wear. Paul took her by the hand, and whispered in her ear. She looked at Rusty and Eric towering over her and smiled "Thank you for treating me like the cunt I am". All the 3 men could do was laugh. With that, they were shown the door, and the filthiest little slut they had seen in a long time drove away with her father. But they knew they would see her again.