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THE GINNY YEARS
PART FOUR
by John Kirk
copyright October MM

THE GINNY HARRIS FAMILY
GINNY HARRIS (formerly DUNCAN in marriage) AGE 32/5'6"/medium build - 
relatively slim and well-shaped with good flesh but certainly not at all 
fat/elfin face with big brown eyes - imagine a cross (if you can) between 
Jennifer Anniston, Meg Ryan and Jill Dando/short, straight and very fine 
natural blonde hair cut to her collar (later razor-cut to the nape of her 
long, slender neck) and shaped around the face and with a fringe, loosely 
parted at the middle/tits fairly average at 36B but expand before 
menstruation to a good 37C/nipples rosebud pink with small soft darker pink 
aureolae/slight outward point, practically no sagging/long, finely shaped 
back/nice flat belly/inward formed and quite deep bellybutton/good hips, 
36"/the most perfect pair of buttocks I have ever seen, big but not fat, 
absolutely no sagging whatsoever, very pert with a tight bumcrack deep 
enough to slide your hand almost right in sideways when the bitch is laying 
on her side/very clean and tight dark pink anus/long tomboy legs with good 
firm fleshy thighs, narrow calves and ankles/small feet
BEN DUNCAN (Ginny Harris' son) AGE almost 4/3'2"/blond mop of hair/blue 
eyes/exceptionally pretty face with a little snub nose/gorgeous little bum 
with cheeks and crack like his mother/cock 1" soft and 1.5" erect/tight 
scrotum
DAVID DUNCAN (Ginny Harris' son) age just over 2/2'10"/blond mop/blue 
eyes/almost as pretty as his brother/similar bum/surprisingly, a bigger cock 
at 1.5" and 2.5" erect/slightly bigger scrotum
KATE HARRIS (Ginny Harris' sister) AGE 22/5'5"/built much like her 
sister/similar face but with blue eyes, slightly wider mouth/moussy blonde 
'fuck-me' wavy hair cut to below her collar and perfectly framing her 
face/tits 37C/nipples like her sister/back, belly, bellybutton like 
Ginny/hips 34"/identical bottom/slightly shorter and less skinny legs
THE OTHER CUNTS
LEANNE (Ben's friend) AGE 4/3'1"/blonde straight hair cropped to her 
neck/prettyish/blue eyes/slim body/little bum cheeks/long, slender legs
ELODIE (neighbours' child, Ben's playfriend) AGE 5/3'4"/dark curly hair to 
her shoulders/deep brown eyes/gorgeous elfin face/well-shaped big 
bottom/shapely legs
NATHALIE (neighbourhood child) AGE 4/3'1"/long blonde hair to her tiny 
little waist with a fringe falling to her eyebrows/blue eyes/pretty face 
with little nose and wide mouth/tiny little bottom/long, thin tomboy legs
SANDRINE (Ben's and David's schoolfriend) AGE 3/2'11"/black hair shaped 
around her face/pretty with green eyes and an acquiline nose/cute little 
body/chubby little bottom and legs
ANTOINE (Sandrine's brother) AGE 5/3'5"/black hair/similar eyes and 
face/gorgeous well-shaped bumcheeks
PAUL (David's schoolfriend) AGE 3/3'0"/blond angel with hair like a girl, 
shaped around his pretty face/big blue eyes/little snub nose/pert feminine 
bottom

PART FOUR
NEW DEPTHS OF DEPRAVITY

The arrival of Ginny's younger sister Kate signalled a new dimension to my 
nocturnal depravities.  Having ogled the younger Harris beauty before but 
been unable to touch, she was now within my grasp, literally.  Fortune had 
it that the boys were due to go to their father that afternoon for a 
five-day weekend.  It was Friday and this meant that I could sleep in next 
morning.  With no boys sharing the same room as their Auntie Kate (in the 
spare bed), I had no need to fear them waking up and spoiling my use of the 
young whore's luscious body.   Even better, Kate was going to be with us, 
flaunting her gorgeous sexy body in front of me like a dirty slut, for at 
least two or three weeks.

After dropping the small sexy boys off, we headed for the airport to pick up 
my female's whore sister and I whisked them off to a good restaurant to ply 
the cunts with anything alcoholic I could get down them.  A good mixture of 
wine, brandy, more wine, liqueurs and even scotch in just three hours got 
them both absolutely rat-arsed.  Fuck, this was going to be a good night!   
And then at home, Ginny insisted on opening yet another bottle of wine.  Oh 
well, I figured, at least they'd both be thoroughly unconscious for several 
hours and my head was holding up.

Two bottles later, I went to organise the bedding for Kate and told them I 
was going to bed myself and leaving them to their 'sister talk'.   About 
another hour went by as I lay there thinking a myriad of disgusting 
thoughts, mainly to stop myself from dropping off to sleep, and resulting in 
a monster erection.  When Ginny finally came to bed at about 3 o'clock, I 
had to pretend I was already out like a light.  Difficult when your cock's 
waving about like a telegraph pole in a hurricane.  I was on my side facing 
the edge of the bed and was able to hide my huge cock with the duvet.  Gin 
passed out in less than two minutes.  In five, she was snoring like a pig.   
Impatiently, but with almost superhuman control, I waited five more minutes 
passing the time by fondling my cunt's fabulous body and salivating over the 
thought of doing the same to her 'baby' sister's even more fabulous and 
younger, firmer body.

The usual sleep check over, I donned my dressing gown just in case I needed 
to fake some idiot story should Kate still be awake.  Being nude in front of 
my girlfriend's sister in the middle of the night would not be a good start. 
  I'm afraid I hadn't thought through what I could possibly say if Kate woke 
up while I was molesting her apart from 'oh shit'.  I merely trusted to luck 
that what I'd seen the previous time Kate stayed with us (unfortunately, 
she'd brought her current boyfriend with her so all I got that time was a 
few glimpses of leg and tit) suggested she was a very heavy sleeper like 
Gin, especially with a bellyful of the vino.

Whilst making up Kate's bed, I'd taken the opportunity to organise things so 
that my attempt to examine and play with young cunt's body would go as 
smoothly as possible.  I moved the foot of the bed, conveniently right by 
the door allowing a quick escape should she stir, about six inches away from 
the wall and placed a pillow from David's bed on the floor to kneel on.  I 
also cleared the boys' toys out of the way so I didn't stand on action man 
or a fire engine in the dark in bare feet which, as you might know, can be 
very painful.  My final touch was the secreting of a small flat torch under 
the mattress in case I needed more light to see Kate's sex organs properly.

I went first to the living room and then the kitchen, closest to Kate's 
room, and sat quietly in the dark for fifteen minutes listening for signs 
that my pretty victim might still be awake.  I heard nothing and decided it 
was now or never.  I went back to Ginny to ensure it was still asleep.  It 
was.  With my heart pounding and my cock pushing out the material of my 
dressing gown like a tent, I crept to the door of the boys' room.  
Thankfully, she'd left it ajar and I carefully opened it enough to be able 
to put my head in and peer left at the form of Ginny's young sister on the 
bed with the cover already sliding off onto the floor.  I could see she was 
completely nude apart from a white, lacy and incredibly sexy cummerbund 
around her lovely waist.

The beautiful tarty fuckwhore seemed to be sound asleep just like her sister 
but I was in for the long haul and wanted to be absolutely sure.  'One step 
at a time' I cautioned myself, waiting at the door for a good minute before 
softly creeping into the room and pushing the door to behind me.  I stood in 
the faint light for another minute almost holding my breath and listening 
intently to Kate's breathing.  She certainly sounded asleep.   I decided on 
the sleep check I used on Ginny to find out for sure, shook her gently by 
the shoulder and softly but urgently called her name three times.  Nothing.  
I was ready.

After moving the bed out at the foot (even with Kate on it this was fairly 
easy) just another six inches, I could get between it and the wall, and was 
able to kneel down on the pillow.  Retrieving the torch from under the 
mattress, I flicked it on and its light revealed a wonderful thing to 
behold.  Kate's bare bottom.  What a shock!  It was just like looking at 
Ginny's bare bottom.  I had to do a reality check that I wasn't dreaming 
this.  I got my face up close and began kissing those fabulous bumcheeks and 
the deep crack between them.  My tongue just had to explore in that lush 
deep valley and I spent ten joyous minutes licking all the way along Kate's 
arsecrack and pushing the tip of my tongue into her most intimate place, her 
pretty little anus.  But I had to see it, so with both hands I parted her 
lovely big sexy cheeks to inspect my new whore's bottom.

Examining cute Kate's delicious young body took almost half an hour and led 
me between her lovely thighs to her sweaty vagina and big vulva and in 
between the whore's cuntlips to look inside its sexhole, then around the bed 
to her lovely flat belly and its big breasts, licking and kissing, fondling, 
stroking and squeezing all the way.   After another sleep check, I took her 
breasts in both hands, first moving her arms out of the way, and gave them a 
wibblewobble.  Christ, they were lovely spunkbags!  Bigger and fatter than 
Ginny's filthbags.   More titmeat in them, firmer, tighter flesh, lovely 
smooth skin.  Cute nipples.  I was in love with this bitch's whole body.  
She was a gorgeous bit of cunt and she was all mine, at least for now.

Suddenly overcome with uncontrollable lust, I shrugged off my dressing gown 
and began to lick and kiss Kate's pretty face and, at the same time, took 
one of her hands and wrapped the fingers around my aching balls.  Holding 
them there, I took her other hand and used it to masturbate myself.  In 
seconds, I was spraying my hot spunk on Kate's tits and neck and face.  
While cleaning the cum off, putting the duvet back over her lithe young body 
and shifting the bed back against the wall, the realisation struck me that 
the bitch was as vulnerable as her elder sister during a drink-induced sleep 
and I could do anything I wanted with its body.  My last act for the moment 
was to stroke her lovely legs, not quite as long or tomboyish as Gin's, but 
really sexy in their own sluttish way.

Returning to my own female, I needed to urinate and couldn't resist the urge 
to go up her cunt after first giving her face a quick spray.  As soon as my 
still erect penis was in the cunthole, I began to fuck her whilst squirting 
urine up the whore.  That fucking lasted an hour as my balls worked overtime 
to make new spunk.  My belly was slapping against my tart's bottycheeks and 
I was squeezing and twisting and pinching her little titties (at least, they 
seemed little by comparison with Kate's fucking big milkbags).  I had no 
control whatsoever.  I didn't care.  I just fucked my personal sextoy's body 
as hard as I could because I owned it.  It was my sexmeat to use any way I 
liked.  I was even talking softly to her, something I'd never done before, 
calling her all the vilest things I could think of and telling her I'd just 
had sex with her whore sister Kate.  I told her I'd played with Ben and 
David and I'd cum up Ben's little four year old botbot.  I even told the 
whore, just as I was spewing my filth up her dirty little baby hole, that I 
wanted to kill her.  I'd often thought it, but shocked even myself by saying 
it out loud.  This thought was to come back and thrill me in the months and 
years ahead, still does today.

After spunking up Ginny, I took my prick back to Kate and wiped her sister's 
cunt slime and my spunk and urine off onto the tart's lovely sleeping face 
and in between her lips.  Kate was still unconscious so, turning around, I 
sat down on that beautiful 22 year old face and farted on it.  Pushing my 
bottom into her pretty face and blowing off was a nice moment, but I was 
beginning to wear out and had to sleep though it would take a long time to 
drift off with those highly charged erotic thoughts and images of murdering 
sexy Ginny racing around in my head.

However, I quieted myself with the thought that another night of debauchery 
awaited tomorrow!   And what a night it was.  Evening at a club, more 
alcohol than is good for you, home to three or four or more bottles du vin 
rouge (I lost count) and some dope I'd been saving for a special night.  
Lebanese had a good effect on both Ginny and I, turned us into pornshow 
studs.  After that, and much idiot girly giggling, it became obvious to Kate 
that, as far as Gin and I were concened, it was bedtime.  I think the fact 
we had hands all over each other and tongues in mouths finally gave Kate the 
message.  She gave us a boozy wink and set off to her bed looking slightly 
miffed she wasn't getting any tonight.  Little did she know!

In bed, Ginny immediately assumed a position she knew I liked.  On her 
belly, face in the pillow, bottom up, legs almost closed.  I liked the 
feeling of those big bumbum cheeks against my belly as I pressed down on her 
lovely back.  I was inside my whore's body in seconds and humping slowly, 
saying all the love words.  Between phrases, I was silently mouthing words 
like 'and later I'll be using your kid sister, you fucking gorgeous filthy 
whore'.  It was so erotic.  After about ten minutes of riding my bitch, I 
put my face down next to hers to kiss and lick her mouth and tongue (we also 
liked gently biting each other's lips) and saw, to my anger the whore had 
passed out.  Sleep check.  Nothing.

Of course, whilst angry, I was keenly excited I could go straight to the 
other body.  Tonight was to be my first time inside Kate Harris and I was 
glad I could get right to it.   Feeling reassured by last night's 
performance, I didn't bother with any precautions other than a sleep check 
on Kate who was lying on her side with her legs straight, the easiest 
position for nocturnal rape.  It's good also for the extra pressure on your 
penis from the whore's closed thighs.   After another close-up examination 
of the girl's bottom and cunt, I got on the bed behind it and gently but 
firmly pushed my hot fuckmeat between its legs.  I hadn't been so hard since 
I'd used Ben's little bottom.  With one hand I opened Kate's lovely wet 
cuntlips and prised them apart.  Holding the cunt open with my fingers, I 
used my other hand to guide my penis into my girlfriend's little sister's 
young body.

Starting gently to fuck up and down inside Kate with her luscious bottom 
pressed against my stomach, I put one arm around her from above and wriggled 
the other under her neck so I could get a boob in each hand.  I said 'Kate, 
Kate' wake up' directly into her ear, just to be sure.  Nothing.  
Encouraged, I began to fuck harder, soon reaching the young slut's cervix.  
The feel of touching the whore's uterus with my cockhead spurred me on to 
fucking it harder still.  Soon I was ramming my penis up and down that 
heavenly, tight wet sex hole and stabbing the fucktoy's uterus each time.  
Meanwhile, I was playing with Kate's big, milky bobos, squeezing and 
wobbling them and pinching the nipples.  It didn't take more than about four 
minutes for the sperm to bubble up from my swollen testicles and, as I 
wanted to prolong this, I stopped moving for a few seconds with my glans 
pressed against Kate's babyhole.  I pushed really hard and broke through 
into her uterus.  The extra pressure of that tight narrow opening on my 
prick made me explode into the cow's luscious body and I tried to climb on 
top of her to get a bit more of me inside her.  Well, of course, there 
wasn't any more of me to go inside (at moments like these, I regret not 
having one of those gigantic fuckpoles you see sometimes, you know, 12 or 14 
inches long and about 4 inches round).

But the move meant I could see Kate's sexy face and her horny hair cascading 
around it and for the duration of my squirting inside the body of this 
sleeping beauty (felt like forever) I licked and kissed her lovely mouth.  
Although rape of a conscious, struggling and crying victim is eminently 
preferable to sex with a woman who is sleeping, especially when the object 
is a young child, I have to tell you that fucking Kate that night was one of 
the best ever.  I vomitted into her uterus and all over the inside of her 
sexy twat what felt like a quart of sperm.  Probably it was just a couple of 
tablespoonsful, but the orgasm was one of the most penetrating I've ever 
had.

Moving back to my former position so I could rest my arms, I gently slid my 
rapidly shriveling cock out of my new sextoy.  Thinking this would be enough 
for one night, I got off the bed and crouched down to have another good look 
at my whore's genitals.  My slimy spunk was oozing out of her fat fucklips 
onto her soft, silky thighs and I vowed to leave it there.  It would dry 
anyway.  I was suddenly overtaken with renewed lust and an urge to explore 
inside Kate's bottom hole.  I pushed my index finger in to the first 
knuckle, then to the second.  It felt good and tight, lovely and warm in her 
little anus.  It was obvious to me nothing had ever been inside that most 
private hole before and I wanted to push as much as I could into it.  My 
forefinger went in alongside the first, both up to the second knuckle, then 
another finger, then my thumb and, finally, I pushed in my little finger.

Like this, I gently fingerfucked the tart's arsehole for a couple of minutes 
then pulled out my fingers which, when I held them to my face, smelled 
beautifully of her shit, although they appeared in the dim light to be 
clean.  It occurred to me that Ginny should taste her baby sister's bumhole 
and that thought gave me an instant new erection which I took to Kate's big 
sis straight away.  I found Ginny now lying on her side, facing the centre 
of the bed, but still out to the world.  Laying down facing the whore, I 
brought my hand up to her pretty face and fed my fingers, one by one, in 
between her lips and rubbed them against her gums and teeth and the inside 
of her cheeks.  I wondered just then if she would like to taste her own 
bottom, too, and obliged by reaching round to fingerfuck her lovely anus.

Now I needed to piss really badly.  My cock was resting limp against Ginny's 
belly and I thought 'why not?  It's time I pissed on my filthy cuntwhore' 
and, taking its upper arm, closed its hand around her master's penis.  
Holding my cock, and with my direction, Ginny sprayed herself with my 
stinking urine.  It squirted on her belly, all over her tits and splashed on 
her lovely elfin face.  The sheet was soaking but, what the hell, I thought. 
  That will dry too.  Things do in a warm climate.  Funny how urinating 
often brings on the urge to shit.  It did and I just knew I wanted to shit 
on one of these two beautiful prostrate young women.  But which?   Well, it 
had to be Kate since I'd have plenty more opportunities with Gin in the 
future.

Returning to gorgeous Kate, I leaned my bum over the young cunt's face and 
gently eased my crack down onto her mouth.  A few seconds of straining 
brought a huge, long sausage of hot dark brown shit with a very firm 
consistency.  It curled around over Kate's mouth with one end just below her 
lovely full bottom lip and the other over both eyelids.  Then came a second 
urge which I directed onto her cleavage in the hope of laying it between her 
big breasts.  It was about half the size and clung precariously to the 
nipples of both tits before dropping off onto her arm.  Turning to examine 
my work, my prick began to regain its erection at such a beautiful sight.  A 
lovely innocent young woman asleep with an enormous turd draped across her 
face and another smaller one in her arms, and to think that I had put them 
there!  And this was a thing I'd yet not even done to her big sister.

I cleaned it up straight away and wiped Kate's face and titties with baby 
wipes but, despite this chore, my hard on would not let go.  I needed to 
shoot my spunk on or in something again and quickly.  With the same 
reasoning that I would have Kate only for a short 'season', I chose to fuck 
the whore's lush tittiebags and squirt my spunk onto her face.  In fact, 
when the moment came, I moved up a few inches so I could get my cockhead 
between her luscious lips and spew my cum into her mouth.

On Sunday, we went to Italy for a long, long lunch.  It was very alcoholic 
and went on til teatime, like they do, when we made our way back home.  
After an evening of drinking and silly talk, I got the dope out to ensure 
both my bitches would be available to me most of the night.  I had much 
planned.  In fact, I'd been thinking about it all day and was in a state of 
extreme excitement, the sort of mood in which I could easily get out of 
control and do some wonderfully disgusting and nasty things.  I wanted them 
out of it quickly.  I think it was that day when I first began to think 
about using drugs to put my victims out fast.  Anyway, the dope worked a 
treat especially on top of all that wine.  In fact, Ginny and I had to carry 
Kate to bed.  I was afraid that she was going to leave her sister with her 
tight blue jeans on but, thankfully, I got shooed out of the room so one 
whore could undress the other whore's body for me.

Meanwhile I went to bed and was stroking myself when Ginny came in the room, 
saw what I was doing, and tut-tutted.  I wasn't allowed to masturbate when 
she was around, she always told me.  As if I fucking cared.  The bitch 
reached up inside her short tight black skirt and pulled down her thin white 
cotton panties ('Sloggies' I think they were), hoisted the skirt around her 
hips, and then got on the bed with all her clothes on still, even her little 
black leather court shoes.  The whore straddled me and, taking my penis in 
one hand to guide it into her sopping wet spunk hole and steadying herself 
on the bed with the other, she lowered her beautiful crotch down onto me.  
Not a position I really like very much but, hey, sex is sex.  With one hand 
I pretended to help steady the bitch, by placing it on its wonderful sexy 
bottom cheeks, and reached up to ita shirt to get its breasts out with the 
other.  Then she rode me.  I like fucking girls with their clothes on.  Does 
something.  It wasn't long before I was spurting inside her cunt and she was 
beginning to orgasm.

After stripping off her shirt, shoes and skirt which, like always, were 
neatly hung in a heap on the floor on top of her knickers, she flopped down 
onto the bed and into my arms.  We kissed and fondled and said the love 
words for about a minute and a half until Ginny Harris passed out.  After 
extricating myself from her arms and long legs, I did the sleep test with 
the normal result.  Leaving the light on in our bedroom for once, I made my 
way to Kate Harris.  Certain she would be out for many hours, I didn't waste 
any time before getting on with my plans.  A peremptory shake of her pretty 
head assured me the cunt was unconscious and I turned on the light in there 
too.  I wanted to see everything properly tonight.

I pulled off the duvet so Kate would be completely nude for me and pulled 
the foot end of the bed out from the wall a couple of feet allowing me 
plenty of access to her big pert bottom cheeks.   I'm sure you've guessed 
already that I intended to spank the younger Harris girl.  But it's better 
than that.  I spent over an hour going between bedrooms spanking both the 
Harris girls.  And not only was I going to spank their bottoms but their fat 
juicy cunts and filthy titmeat as well.   I can't tell you how much pleasure 
those two young bodies gave me, laying there naked waiting to be smacked on 
their cute bottoms and titties and cuntholes.  But, after an hour, not only 
was my arm aching, the palm of my hand was sore.  I needed something better 
than my hand.  Then I stumbled over one of the boys' table tennis bats.  
With its spiked rubber surface on both sides and its sturdy wooden handle, 
it was perfect.  And the sound it made on striking Kate's lovely bottom 
cheeks (just at that sexy curve at the top of her legs) was fabulously 
horny.

The bat struck both girls' cheeks about fifty times each and the four 
breasts likewise but it was too wide for their vaginas.  I decided I'd leave 
cunt beatings for another night and look for something more suitable for the 
purpose next day.  Anyway, by now I was tired and wanted to spunk and then 
go to sleep.  Naturally, I chose the Kate whore and sank myself into her 
tight cunt.  I fucked the lovely fleshy bitch really hard and, with the bat 
still in my hand, couldn't resist the urge to use it on her big babybags at 
the same time.  She remained in a deep sleep so I beat her tits as hard as I 
was fucking her dirty little spunk hole.  I wanted to do something to make 
her dirty little spunk hole a filthy little spunk hole and chose to give the 
cumbaby her first buggering, alternating ten strokes in her anus with ten in 
her vagina.  Her bum was so tight I had to get the vaseline from my bedside 
cabinet.  On the way back, I stopped by Ginny and gave her another twenty 
strokes each on her bum and titbags, whilst rubbing my penis, covered in 
Kate's filthy cuntslime and poo, on her pretty face.

Back inside Kate Harris' virgin bottom, I resumed beating her wonderful 37 
inch C-cup breasts as hard as I possibly could whilst raping her.  I spent 
twenty minutes alternating between the two spunk holes, front and back.  I 
couldn't decide which one I loved more or which I was going to gob my filth 
into.  In the end, my big balls made the decision, opting to explode just as 
I was entering her filthy cunt.  By now, of course, it was filthy with 
lovely shit out of her own bottom smeared on the inside walls of the cunt 
tube, on her cervix and even inside her fat sexy uterus.  Needing my late 
night pee, I stood on the bed, feet either side of Kate's legs, and just 
sprayed my urine all over her body and on her gorgeous fuck me face.   She 
was soaked in my wee.  I gave the bitch a final swat on its tits and 
bumcheeks and covered her with the duvet.  That night, Ginny got my slimy 
shit on her face as well as another beating on her bottom with the table 
tennis bat.

I confess I worried that I'd gone too far and that their bottoms and tits 
would be sore in the morning or that Kate's anus would hurt.  I needn't 
have.  Both seemed like their normal happy selves next day.  Therefore, I 
decided, they were ready for even greater punishment.  And I would punish 
them.  For being whores.  For being my filthy girly tarts, my dirty bitches. 
  For being pretty, being sexy.  Mainly for being my young females.  They 
deserved to be punished for being so beautiful and for having such fuckable 
bodies.  'My lovely Harris girls are going to be whipped tonight' I murmured 
to myself as I rooted about in the little garden and around the apartment 
for something with which I could whip their cunts as well as the rest of 
their sexy fleshy bodies.

In the garden were several long quarter inch diameter canes which a previous 
tenant had presumably used for staking vines of some kind.  Mostly four feet 
long, they were grey with age and weathering and standing in about a foot of 
soil.   With the pretence I was tidying the garden, I pulled up all the 
canes and assembled them in a pile on the patio.  The girls went out for 
their daily shop therapy leaving me to whatever the hell I was doing.  I was 
grateful since it was easier to examine and test the canes without them 
around.  Most of the old canes were too frayed and fragile to be any good as 
whips but I eventually chose two.  One supple one which was nice and firm, 
not frayed at the ends, and with a perfect knot about a foot from one end 
enabling me to snap it with ease.  This was a perfect cane for beating young 
pretty women.  It was now three feet long, strong and whippy.  The other I 
left at its full four feet.  I had no idea why two canes would be needed but 
I figured a spare might come in useful.  After tieing up the remnants in a 
bundle and tossing them in the skip down the street, I cleaned up my new 
punishment tools and hid them both behind the wardrobe in our bedroom, ready 
for tonight's love games.

Tomorrow the boys would be back so tonight was my last chance to abuse Kate 
without fear of waking them.  Over the coming days, I would have to become 
much more furtive.  Consequently, I was psyching myself up for a last night 
of real debauchery with both Harris girls.  A feeling of lustful cruelty 
grew in me all day and was hidden from my luscious victims only with great 
difficulty.  The usual evening followed with copious amounts of wine, some 
scotch and three or four joints which I made as strong as possible.  This 
time it was Ginny who passed out at the dining table.  I got Kate to help me 
carry the cunt to our bed then kissed her goodnight.  It was going to be a 
very good night.  Kate went staggering off to her bed leaving me with the 
task of stripping my whore naked.

After getting Gin's clothes off, I rolled the cunt onto her back and laid 
down on top of her in the 69 position, opened the bitch's legs and simply 
lay there with my prick on her face, looking at the lush sexy folds of flesh 
between her legs and poking around in her private parts waiting for Kate to 
go to sleep.  I got bored with this position and turned over so my big bum 
was pressed against Ginny's sweet face and my head lay in her crotch.  In 
ten minutes, I just could not wait any longer and, grabbing the three foot 
cane from behind the wardrobe, headed off to my younger whore's body.  She 
had stripped off everything except her navy blue kneesocks before getting 
into bed, I was glad to see, and lay there on her side with her knees up to 
her fat breasts and the duvet tucked under her pretty chin.  The sleep test 
assured me it was safe to begin caning my whores and I was going to start 
with Kate's lovely fat, juicy cunt.  First I had to prise the tart's upper 
knee out from the clasp of her hands.  Once the leg was free of her grip, I 
was able to hold it up exposing her naked cuntmeat.

Being right handed, I needed to get behind my young whore to be able to cane 
its cunt properly.  So I put the leg back down, shunted the bed out from the 
wall a couple of feet and then lifted that delicious fleshy leg up again 
this time from behind.  Now, holding the bitch leg with my left hand, I 
could cane its cunt with my right.  I didn't hold back.  Twenty brutally 
hard slashes of the cane fell on Kate's nude girly cunnie, then I caned the 
lush soft inner thighs of both legs.  I hadn't finished, however.  I wanted 
to whip my girlwhore's cunthole with the lips peeled back so that the cane 
would strike the soft inner flesh of her vagina.  To do this, I had to prop 
her leg up over my shoulder so that I could free up my left hand to hold 
those lovely big labia open.  I gave her ten lashes there.  Next I turned my 
attention to her big beautiful bottom which got fifty strokes across both 
fat cheeks and ten along its deep bumcrack.

Kate moaned in her sleep but I didn't care.  There were still her fat 
filthbags and her lovely belly to punish.  I wrestled with its beautiful 
body until I had the bitch on its back, arms at its sides and legs straight 
out.  Her breathing was deep and even.  She was deeply unconscious, but 
probably the pain of being whipped had registered somewhere deep down.  I 
was happy to be hurting my whore's tarty sister and running on the adrenalin 
of perverted sadistic lust.  The bitch's tits stuck straight up inviting the 
cane.   Although the titmeat spread out over her chest, her breasts were big 
enough not to disappear like many whores' tiny tits do.  Those filthy fat 
spunkbags got twenty strokes each.  I lashed especially at her nipples and 
the soft underside of the titflesh, thrilled at the way they wobbled and the 
beautiful thin red stripes I was giving them.  I muttered a prayer that they 
would be gone by morning but, frankly, I didn't really give a shit just at 
that moment.  I just wanted to punish my bitches.

Finishing the last of thirty strokes to Kate's belly, I left her to deliver 
Ginny's punishment.  Even though my arm ached, I was determined to give my 
own whore an even more vicious whipping with the cane.  I moved Ginny on to 
her back so I could start with her tits, smaller than Kate's but still 
capable of inviting a good thrashing.   They got one.  Fifty strokes on 
each.  Instead of rolling cunt onto its side again, I chose to lift up both 
legs and put its feet either side of its head and used its knickers to tie 
one ankle and one of its silk scarves out of the bedside cabinet to tie the 
other to the bedhead railings.  My whore's filthy cunthole lay exposed and I 
lost count of the number of times I brutally thwacked it with the cane.  It 
must have been at least seventy strokes.  Finally, I opened her cuntlips and 
caned the internal flesh of Ginny's sexy cunthole.  Like Kate, she moaned a 
couple of times but, miraculously, continued in her deeply unconscious 
sleep.  The wonder of wine!

I nipped the flesh inside Gin's cunt on one slash when I misjudged my aim 
and caught her fuckflesh with the sharp end of the cane.  It bled profusely 
for a minute or two and I watched insanely excited by the idea of seeing my 
female bleeding.  All those evil thoughts about killing her flooded through 
my mind again.  The image of Ginny being butchered alive very nearly gave me 
a heart attack on the bed, my face between her obscenely outspread bound 
legs.  I urgently needed to spunk and wanted to fuck Kate.  It might be my 
last chance with the kid sister for a while.  After releasing Gin from the 
railings, I covered her with the duvet, turned out the light and headed for 
the other bedroom.

My darling was still on her back but had opened her legs.  The dirty little 
tart!  It looked like she actually wanted fucking.  Sleep check over, I 
climbed onto Kate's achingly lovely young fleshy body and rammed my enormous 
hard on into her fat wet cunt.  Holding her gorgeous arse cheeks in both 
hands and licking her pretty face, I just shagged the whore stupid until I 
spat my filth into her body.  I lay on top of the tart, panting with 
exertion, excitement and outrageous lust, for about three minutes.  My 
cockmeat was still inside Kate's spunk-filled vagina and began signalling 
the urine moment.  I just couldn't be arsed to get off the fucking slutty 
bitch to be creative with my piss and chose to give her all of it up her 
filthy baby hole.  I just squirted all my wee inside Kate.

Still sweaty, I got off the young body to watch my urine trickling out of 
its cunt and had a lovely dirty idea.  Grabbing her tiny pale blue cotton 
panties, I stuffed them right inside her cunt hole and left them there for 
about five minutes while I sucked her titties and stroked her thick blonde 
hair.  On retrieving Kate's little panties I found, as I'd expected, they 
were sopping wet with cum and urine.  I held them over her beauty queen face 
and squeezed a corner of the material like a dishrag.  It was a lovely sight 
watching the vile liquid splash onto such a gorgeous face.  With my strength 
returning, it was clear to me the night was far from over.  I wanted to 
share Kate's panties with her big sister, took the soaking wet cotton skimpy 
bikini to Ginny and laid it out over her face.  Then I took another corner 
of the material and squeezed it out into Gin's open lips.  Finally, I balled 
it up and stuffed it deep into big sis's cunthole. I wanted to poke it deep 
inside, right up against her fallopian tubes and found that the end of the 
cane was the ideal instrument to shunt it up with.  The result was that the 
cane was left sticking out of the whore's fat wet hairy cunt and it was a 
beautiful sight.

Such a beautiful sight, in fact, that I was inspired to think of all the 
other objects that must be lying about the apartment I could shove into 
these two gorgeous bitch bodies.  I left Ginny with the cane sticking out 
between her fleshy thighs and the panties deep inside her love hole, with my 
urine and spunk and Kate's cuntslime soaking into her uterus, and went in 
search of whatever I could use as insertions.  In ten minutes, I returned to 
my lovely tart with a tray bearing the sink plunger, tin opener, two wooden 
spoons (large and small), a large sabatier knife, David's old baby bottle 
with the rubber teat still on, two empty coke bottles, an empty wine bottle, 
a ladle with a thick, rounded wooden handle, a plastic deodorant stick, a 
bar of soap, the brush from the dustpan, the lavatory brush (long wooden 
handle about an inch thick, rounded at one end, crowned with stiff nylon 
bristles at the other), a cucumber and an unused foot long candle, two 
inches thick at the base and tapered.

I spent nearly three hours going from room to room, inserting all these 
things one after the other in all four holes in various combinations.  I 
chickened out with the knife and pushed in the handle instead of the blade.  
It would take a long time before I worked up the courage the insert a sharp 
blade inside Ginny's cunt hole and that will come later in the story.  But 
the best that night was David's baby bottle, teat first, inserted in Gin's 
cunt until only the circle of the base showed and half the cucumber in her 
bottom.  I also enjoyed the handle of the sink plunger about six inches 
inside Kate's lovely backside and the bristle end of the lavatory brush 
right inside her cunt.

I got dangerously close to the time when they would begin to stir and go 
into lighter sleep so, satisfied with my night's work, I cleared everything 
away and got some sleep myself.  God I was fucking tired these days!  Dozing 
off, I had a last little worry about those red stripes.  Next morning (well, 
lunchtime), it was as if nothing had happened during the night.  Neither 
girl said anything odd.  They behaved quite normally.  I caught a glimpse of 
Ginny nude in the bathroom and her titties appeared to be unmarked.  I did 
notice a couple of red blemishes on her buttocks but, if she even noticed 
them, they were so slight that she would probably have ignored them.  Today, 
Kate was going jobhunting and Ginny was going to collect the kids.  I had 
work to do and a couple of meetings scheduled for the evening.  I was not 
due back until very late.  I kissed the girls goodbye as they left.  Ginny 
was going to drop her sister off at one of the yacht harbours.  After 
sellotaping the canes to the back of the wardrobe in the hope they would not 
be found accidentally, I set off too.

Before my first meeting near Nice at six o'clock, I stopped in the city to 
visit the sex shop just opposite Nice Ville SNCF station.  I wanted to buy 
some dildos, the larger the better, and a vibrator.  Whilst selecting my 
purchases, I came across a table near the back of the store on which were 
laid out the BDSM books.  In amongst them, I found two books of beautiful 
drawings.  They were cartoons of really brutal sex scenes involving lovely 
young women and pretty children.  I remember every cartoon intimately to 
this day.  Having bought the books, I drooled over the pictures and the 
accompanying text for many months and those images are seared into my 
memory.

I'll recount a couple of them for you including the one of an adolescent 
schoolgirl of about fourteen who'd been grabbed by some leering youths and 
rammed by her little cunt onto the top of a fence post which had penetrated 
right into her vagina.  Blood was foaming out of her ripped open cunthole 
and her soft thighs had snagged on the barbed wire suspended from the post.  
One of them was twisting her tits and masturbating onto her legs.  Another 
was poking what looked like a lump of shit into her screaming mouth.  The 
third youth was behind her with his huge cock clearly pistoning in and out 
of her baby bottom.  With beautiful drawing, attention to fine detail and 
obviously great observational skills, the artist showed the natural look of 
utter shame, humilation, pain and despair on the child's gorgeous young 
face.  In another picture, two young half naked boys of about ten or so were 
shown in what appeared to be a playroom or bedroom with a cute little girl 
of about six or seven with pigtails kneeling completely nude on the floor 
with her hands tied behind her back.  One of the boys was pushing his toy 
crane into her baby cunt and blood was running down her little legs.  The 
other boy was holding her head to face his cock while he masturbated and 
shot his spunk on her pretty face, already wet from her tears.  I recognised 
something of my childhood in this.  The memories of the pain and humiliation 
I'd inflicted on small boys and girls when I was a child myself all came 
flooding back.

On the way to the counter by the door with the books, dildos and the 
vibrator, I passed the video stands.  I couldn't help myself.  I stopped at 
the BDSM display and chose the most vicious one I could see there.  It was 
called 'Violence' and showed a pretty woman with great long needles sticking 
through her enormous breasts.  I had to see it.  After paying for my 
purchases and handing over another 100 Francs to watch the video, I went to 
one of the booths and wanked myself stupid watching this poor luscious bitch 
having dozens of needles pushed through her lovely fat tittiebags.  The pain 
registering on her cute gagged face was, for me, sheer ecstasy, and watching 
her, face and enormous tits in close up, looking down at her ruined breasts 
was absolute heaven.  Another woman with similarly large spunkbags was also 
suffering tit torture, suspended from an adjacent wall.  The final scene 
showed the hooded man holding up a huge steel torture dildo covered in 
vicious sharp spikes right in front of her eyes.  The look of terror in 
those pretty eyes is unforgettable.   As that dildo was gently but firmly 
pushed deep into her no doubt bone dry vagina, I cursed the prat who'd 
decided to gag the cute bitch whore.  You could see she was screaming in 
pain, her whole body shaking in stark terror, and her futile attempts to 
break her tight bonds.  As soon as he'd pushed the dildo right inside until 
only the base was visible, he turned it around four or five times.  The 
terror, pain and anguish in her eyes and her useless struggling were the 
most erotic and sexy thing I think I've ever seen.  If only I could have 
listened to her screaming and pleading for mercy!  Then he started to pull 
the dildo out.  It was not only smeared with her blood, there were bits of 
her cunt flesh stuck around the needles!  I started to spunk involuntarily, 
saying out loud 'Ginny, oh poor lovely whore Ginny.  The man's ruining my 
lovely Ginny's innocent body.  Oh you poor little darling being tortured 
like that.  Oh god, Ginny, I want to do that to you, my lovely Ginny.  I 
want to kill you, Ginny' or a stream of words much like that.  I was 
incoherent with lust.  Even though I'd shot my load all over the floor in 
the booth, the video hadn't quite finished.  Clearly determined to snuff the 
poor girl, hooded man began to fuck her with the foot long torture dildo.  
Faster and faster, up and down, in and out it went.  She was writhing in 
agony and screaming her lungs out.  Blood poured from her ruined vagina.  
I'm not sure that I remember clearly because I was suffering from a sudden 
rush of high blood pressure but I vaguely recall the last scene showed the 
whore fainting.  I was close to fainting myself.  I confess I looked again 
among the dildos to see if they had one with spikes on.  Sadly not, but 
that's probably as well because I would not have been able to resist the 
urge to use it one night on Ginny Harris.

My evening was spent in delirium.  I don't remember anything about my 
meetings because my mind was still in the torture chamber with that poor 
bitch having her beautiful sex organs destroyed.
I was glad to get home.  I needed a drink and time to calm my shattered 
nerves.  But the sight that greeted me as I walked through the bedroom door 
put paid to any hope of a quiet drink and time for calm reflection.  There, 
in the dim light, lay not one but two beautiful almost naked bodies on my 
bed.  Ginny and her lovely sister Kate!  In one bed!  My heart went for 
Olympic gold as it tried to leap out of my mouth.  Fuck, I needed a drink.  
In the living room, I dumped my case, stripped my clothes off, poured an 
enormous glass of scotch and gulped it down.  By the look of the empties and 
the mess on the table, they'd had a real skinfull.  With all probability, 
they'd be comatose.

I needed to pee but decided to wait and see if I could urinate on both 
Harris girls at the same time.  Turning out the lights except for the table 
lamp, I went to check on the boys.  Fast asleep.   I wanted to fondle the 
little angels because I hadn't seen them for so long but couldn't afford to 
risk disturbing their sleep.  Plenty of nights ahead for using two small 
blond boys.  I closed their door so the light wouldn't disturb them.  In the 
main bedroom I found Ginny naked except for her knickers and, for some 
strange reason, her shoes.  I pulled down her pink knickers and get them off 
over her feet but I thought the idea of having a pretty woman with her shoes 
on sort of horny so I left them.

The two pretty whore sisters were lying in each others arms face to face.  
It was a lovely sight and presented me with a wonderful opportunity to use 
them both at once.  Kate was still in her white frilly edged bra and 
matching cummerbund.  She was also wearing little white ankle socks.  Very 
sexy.  I unfastened the hook at the back of her bra but faced some 
difficulty getting the thing off the whore.  It was like a Chinese puzzle 
trying to work out how to negotiate it around all those arms but in time I 
managed it.  My sleep check on both girls consisted this time of two sharp 
smacks on each bottom.  I gently called their names.  Nothing.  I knelt down 
at the side of the bed on Ginny's side and opened up her legs enough to look 
at her cunt and bottom and then continued to look between her legs at Kate's 
cunt, comparing them.  They were identical lovely bits of soft cunt meat.  
Leaning over Ginny, I examined Kate's big bottom.

The urge to fuck them in all four holes was overwhelming.  As Kate was in 
the centre of the bed, I got on it behind her and began by quite brutally 
ramming my penis straight up her slippery love hole.  Her cunt was quite wet 
and I wondered for a silly moment if she got off on her big sister.  After 
about twenty hard strokes into Kate's tight young cunt, I wanted to compare 
it directly with Ginny's which had, of course, been used by men for ten more 
years than her kid sister's and had been stretched by shitting out Ben and 
David.  Parting both whores' legs, I moved my hips between Kate's thighs and 
slid my eight inches into my Ginny.  I was pleasantly surprised that the 
difference in tightness was barely noticeable.  I proceeded to spend a whole 
hour fucking and buggering my two luscious Harris whores, doing my best to 
get Kate's shit up Ginny's cunt, Ginny's shit up Kate's cunt, and giving the 
lovely sisters each other's cuntslime in their cunts and bottoms.  Kate's 
cunt, Ginny's cunt, Kate's cunt, Ginny's bottom, Kate's cunt, Kate's bottom, 
Ginny's cunt, Kate's bottom, Ginny's cunt, Kate's bottom, Ginny's cunt, 
Ginny's bottom, Kate's cunt and so it went on.  Much of the while, I was 
spanking Ginny on her bum and Kate on her upper tit, the only one I could 
get at properly.

I was talking to them both too.  I can't remember what I was saying but it 
must have been pretty deranged and probably consisted of what I'd seen in 
the sex shop.  I'm sure I must have told Ginny yet again I was going to 
murder her and quite possibly Kate too.  I think I spunked up them twice, 
once in Ginny's fat bottom and the other time in Kate's, if I remember 
rightly.    Worn out, I lay back and fondled them both between Kate's legs.  
I went to the living room for a cigarette and another scotch, holding back 
the need to pee for a while.  Returning to the bitches, they were still 
locked in each other's arms. I got on the bed straddling their shoulders, 
crouched over their faces and wiped my half erect penis, still slimy with 
both girls' shit and cuntslime and my disgusting sticky sperm, over both 
pretty faces and pushed it into both their mouths at the same time, they 
were so close together.  Suddenly it came.  I was urinating on the Harris 
sisters' lovely faces.  Two long, urgent hot splashes and then I stood up 
and moved back down their bodies so I could spray my filthy yellow piss in a 
great arcing stream to splash on their bellies, their titties, their faces 
and back down to their cunts and bottoms.

I'd never been so deliriously happy.  And I knew I couldn't let the 
opportunity pass by without emptying my bottom on Ginny and Kate Harris at 
the same time.   I crouched over their lovely faces which were almost 
touching in a kiss.  Just two minutes was enough to lay two long turds on 
their faces much of it landing on their mouths.  I cursed the fact I did not 
have a polaroid camera and made a mental note to go get one next day.  
Instead I amused myself by pressing their cute faces together in a sort of 
loving kiss, squashing my shit on their pretty mouths.  The downside was 
cleaning it all up.  A bit of a chore.  But at least they'd both have the 
faint taste of my shit and urine in the morning.  And there was still much 
fun to be had before bedtime.  I checked on the boys again and had to work 
hard at resisting the urge to play with their little bodies.

The books needed to be hidden and, doing that, I remembered the dildos and 
the vibrator.  I'd had the vibe giftwrapped (something they're so good at in 
France) so I hid that too.  It would be a nice surprise for Gin one horny 
evening.  I returned to my two lovely naked whores with the bag of dildos 
and, on a sadistic whim, a plastic box of pins and needles from Ginny's 
sewing kit.  Fortuitously, I'd bought four dildos, one for each sex hole.  
Made of hard rubber, they were of varying sizes, ten inches long and three 
inches diameter, twelve inches long and five inches diameter, fifteen inches 
long and six inches diameter and a whopping eighteen inches long and eight 
inches round.  The shop had huge bottom plugs as well but I decided to leave 
that for another visit.

I was eager to to play with the dildos in the four lust holes in my 
possession but first I had to make good use of the unique opportunity of 
caning two lovely fat fleshy cunts at once.  To achieve this, I had to hold 
up both whores' upper legs at the same time.  It was difficult and the two 
legs were heavy to hold for any length of time but I managed it long enough 
to deliver about twelve sharp stinging blows with my swishy three foot cane 
across both vaginas at once.  I like caning cunt for all sorts of reasons.  
It hurts like hell.  It makes a very different noise from smooth skin.  It 
doesn't mark (unless you cut the meat).  And it is a truly fucking evil 
thing to do to a woman or little girl.  Both bitches moaned in their sleep 
so I had to stop and, in any case, my arm ached like fuck from holding their 
lovely legs up in the air.

It was dildo time.  I vaselined the two smaller ones and inserted them in 
the Harris bottoms by order of seniority.  The 12x5 was steadily pushed into 
Ginny's lovely bottom until about an inch showed between her big, pert 
buttocks, and then I inserted the 10x3 in Kate's young, fat arsehole, 
leaving about two inches exposed.  Not a murmer from either cuntwhore so it 
was time for the big show.  This time, I started with the younger sister, 
inserting the 15x6 gradually into her slimy cunny.  I left the dildo with 
about eight inches still between her legs and turned my attention to Gin and 
the huge 18x8.  I wasn't at all sure my personal sex object could take 
anything this enormous inside her body but, of course, Ben and David had 
come out that way, so I just had to try.  I was thrilled to see the whore's 
orifice open and stretch to take this giant rubber thing inside.  Once its 
knob had penetrated Ginny's cunt, I started to push as hard as I dared.  
Believe it or not, the lovely 32 year old bitch took almost the entire 
eighteen inches.  And, with some effort, I pushed the whole fifteen inches 
in Kate.

I was thrilled and breathing heavily with perverted desire to do something 
really nasty to my bitchcunts.  Pulling out all the dildos and wiping them 
clean on the girls' lovely faces, I put them away promising myself I would 
push them all inside Ginny one night.  Now I wanted to play with the pins 
and needles!  After watching two women being speared through their tits 
earlier in the day, I needed to do something like it to my females.  I'd 
been puzzling out all evening how I could do this and maybe get away with it 
and the solution appeared to be to pierce their nipples and cuntflesh.  This 
would, I hoped, not do any very noticeable damage.  And so it proved to be.  
With a pair of towels spread underneath both whore's legs to catch any blood 
from their cuntflesh (which, of course, is very vascular in some parts), 
Kate ended up with six pins through each nipple and a sewing needle stuck 
straight into both breasts through the nipple holes, and ten pins in her 
cuntlips.  Ginny was treated to four sewing needles through each nipple, six 
pins stuck in and around the nipple holes of both tits sinking into her 
breastmeat, twelve pins in her cuntlips (six each side) and a needle through 
her large clitoris.  There was little blood from the girls' titties but Kate 
bled a bit from her pussy lips and Ginny quite profusely from her fat 
clitty.  Yet again, I cursed not having a polaroid camera.

Doing such a thing to a woman you love (well, sort of) and her gorgeous 
younger sister and watching the blood trickle down their thighs is truly 
erotic and, after removing the metal from their bodies, I climbed on to the 
head of the bed so I had their pretty faces in front of me.  Crouching down, 
I took Kate's hand and folded it around my hugely erect cock and used it to 
wank myself off all over their lovely faces.  It took over an hour for the 
blood to stop running from Ginny's cunt and then I had to clean the towels 
under a cold tap and hide them.  It was nearly four in the morning and, 
exhausted, I crawled into Kate's bed.  I was ecstatically happy.  And I got 
away with it.  I confess I was worried for a moment when Ginny said her cunt 
was sore (she uses the word 'fanny' in the English, not the American, sense) 
but never mentioned it again.  Thrilled to the core, I was now set on 
abusing, beating and torturing her as much and as often as I could.

Over the next couple of weeks, I was only able to rape and bugger Kate.  I 
did manage, however, to masturbate and urinate on her face a handful of 
times.  With the boys asleep in the same room, anything more interesting 
would have been too risky.  But I took out my lust instead on Ginny.  Then 
Kate got a job and was gone within twelve hours.   I missed her body being 
available to me and realised it was time to begin making better use of 
Ginny's children.   About five or six days after Kate's departure, I got 
Ginny especially drunk and, as soon as the tart was in a deep sleep, I made 
my way to the boys' room.  I'd purposely dressed them for bed in teeshirts 
so their little boy bodies would be easy to play with.

Stripping off their duvets, I sat on the edge of David's bed close to his 
head.  From this position I was able to stroke both boys at once since, you 
will remember, their beds were at ninety degrees.  I pulled their teeshirts 
up to their armpits so I had a good view of both small bodies.  They lay on 
their backs 'showing' me their baby cocks, the dirty little boy sluts, and I 
was breathing heavily and very erect, my penis trying to masturbate itself.  
I felt both boys all over their chests and tummies and played with their 
little soft cocks and tiny scrotums.  As I fondled the boys, their infant 
pricks hardened in my fingers, a lovely feeling.  I just had to use one of 
them and decided it was the little one's turn.  I'd yet to enter his body 
and, now he was getting on for three years old, it was time.  In fact, I was 
surprised at myself for not having buggered him before.  In my scheme of 
things, a child is old enough to use for sex while it's being oozed out of 
its mother's cunt.  However, I couldn't afford to take too many risks with 
these two angelic blond children.  Propping myself up over the two year old 
by one hand, I parted his legs with the other and separated his heavenly 
little bottom cheeks.  Some spittle on the end of my finger was enough to 
get my entire finger up his sweet baby bumhole.  While I fingerfucked the 
child, I monitored his breathing to see if it would be safe to enter the boy 
without waking him.  David was fast asleep.  I was delirious.  I lowered my 
eight inches to his tiny wet hole and pushed.   To my surprise, my cock head 
buried itself easily into the toddler's boy cunt and I was encouraged to 
push further in.  I managed three inches of cock inside my darling little 
boy whore and might have made it four or more had I not given into the urge 
to fuck the child as hard as I dare and squirt my sperm up his love hole.

After spurting in the cute little spunkbaby, I got out of his boy vagina and 
off the bed as quickly as I could without waking him.  I pulled his teeshirt 
back down, covered him over with the duvet and turned to my beautiful girly 
boy Ben, now going on towards five years old.  I wanted him nude and had to 
wrestle with his arms and the teeshirt until I got if off over his pretty 
head, mussing up his gorgeous blond hair.  This proved to be a mistake.  A 
minute later, while I was leaning over the angel dangling my cock on his 
beautiful little face, smearing it with cum and the residue of his younger 
brother's botbot, and thinking about urinating on him, he woke up.   His big 
blue eyes opened wide and his full pretty pink lips began to form the shape 
of the word "what" just as my brain went into overdrive.

Immediately, I realised I had a choice between making light of what Ben had 
woken to find me doing and hoping he would forget by morning or just not 
know how to put it into words.   But I feared something like "mummy, he had 
his willy on my face last night and it was horrid".  The only viable 
alternative was to risk dragging Ben into a sexual relationship which, with 
the boy at the age of four years and eleven months, was extremely appealing. 
  Ben was a quiet, shy boy and I believed him to be quite malleable.  I felt 
I had a fighting chance of turning him into a boy whore for my deviant 
pleasure.  The choice was made in the blink of a pretty baby boy's blond 
eyelashes.

"Ben," I started, "I need to talk to you.  Come to the kitchen with me and 
I'll get you a drink."  I don't remember the exact words I used but the gist 
was 'if you don't want me to send you and mummy and David back to live with 
daddy you have to let me play with you when I want to.'  With the lovely 
small nude child on my naked lap at the kitchen table, I made him believe 
that daddy would beat mummy up even worse if they went back to daddy's 
house, and persuaded him that, because I loved him and he loved me, it would 
be alright to be nude together and do rude things.  The gullible, nervous 
little boy promised me he would never tell anyone, not even David, that it 
would be our secret and that, if he betrayed me by telling anyone about our 
secret, I would make them all go home to daddy.  From that day on, for two 
years, Ben Duncan was mine to do with almost as I wished.

His training began the very next night.  After giving Ginny a vicious 
whipping on her fat bottom and her filthy cunt, I went through to the boys' 
room and gently woke Ben.  I carried him in his bright green jimjams out to 
the living room and layed him on the sofa.  There, with the doors closed and 
only a table lamp on, I stripped him nude and began by teaching the 
lovechild to lick me - on my penis, all round my testicles, up my bumcrack 
and inside my arsehole.  I vaselined his bottom and gave him his first 
proper lesson in sodomy.  I taught him to swallow my spunk and to kneel in 
front of me while I urinated on his sweet little face.  Then I took my 
darling boy toy to the bed I shared with his pretty whore mother and cuddled 
him whilst fondling the intimate parts of mother and child.  With little Ben 
between us licking my mouth, I gave Ginny another fucking in her slimy 
vagina, pulling out just in time to squirt my filth onto Ben's hands so he 
could lick it all off.

Over the following month, I used Ben's bottybum hole three or four times a 
week, his mouth every night (he became a very good little cocksucker), 
spanked him often, used him as my personal toilet (he hated drinking urine 
and eating shit but did it in preference to being whipped, and would even 
eat his own; on the few occasions he vomitted, he would lick it up like a 
good little boy sex toy), and would even pose for me to take photos of him 
using my new polaroid camera.  But I needed still more perverted and 
disgusting amusement.  The bright idea came to me one night to have Ben do 
dirty sex with his own pretty mummy.  Instead of getting in bed with the 
child or taking him to the bathroom, kitchen or living room, I pushed the 
cute, naked boy in to the main bedroom and made him get on the bed.

For two hours, the luscious boygirl played with his mummy.  Under my twisted 
direction, he began by kissing and licking Ginny's bumhole, pushing his 
tongue up it, and then transfering what he got on his little pink mouth 
penis into her cunt.  I made him lick and suck and tongue the hole he came 
out of for about fifteen minutes before getting him to push his hand inside 
it.  Ben fisted his mother right up to the elbow.  I'd been playing with his 
little baby cock which was by now quite hard and, by making the child lay on 
his side behind Ginny, I guided his almost two inch long willy up the 
whore's juicy wet cunthole.  Then I forced Ben to fuck his own mother.  At 
my insistence, he was quietly but urgently telling Ginny "you're a fucking 
whore, mummy, and I'm fucking your filthy cunt, mummy" and similar phrases 
of endearment between tiny son and young pretty mother.  I made him 'cum' by 
squirting his weewee in mummy's vagina at which moment I shot my sperm all 
over the child's face.

This sort of activity increased in frequency and depravity for two more 
years and I will return to it occasionally later in my story.  But I thought 
it was time you met some of the other children in our circle.   Ben's 
birthday party was fun.  Especially for me.  Ben's 'bestest' friend, a 
little blonde four year old English girl called Leanne (also nearly at her 
fifth birthday) was there and so was five year old Elodie, the cute little 
French girl from the apartment upstairs who I'd been ogling for months.   
Ben's and David's little schoolfriend, three year old Sandrine and her five 
year old brother Antoine came too.  Also there were David's schoolfriend 
Paul, an exceptionally pretty three year old angel, and four year old 
Nathalie, a little thin four year old creature from down the street who was 
Elodie's friend.

There was lots of jelly and ice cream and creamy things (including spunk, as 
it turned out) and loads of presents and games and, frankly, it was quite 
exhausting.  But I got loads of great photos including some on my polaroid 
which I managed to snatch of the girls and boys going to the toilet and 
showing their lovely little bottoms, cunts and willies while tussling on the 
beds playing in the boys' room.  I also had opportunities for surreptitious 
groping through skirts and shorts and even through knickers and boy pants.  
One exceptional moment was with the child whore from upstairs.  Elodie was 
shy and quiet like Ben and I figured, rightly as it turned out, I could do 
things with her.   The child's mistake, and my opportunity, came when she 
wailed "I feel sick" ("J'avoir envie de vomir", I think were her actual 
words).  Ginny was in the garden supervising some game or other, so I 
volunteered to take care of my new love object.   Taking Elodie's little 
hand, I led her to the bathroom and locked the door behind us.

Bending the lovely child over the toilet, I told her to be sick in it and 
started rubbing her back.  I knew I didn't have long and no time at all for 
a lecture session like I'd had with Ben.  I had either to take the risk that 
she might tell on me or simply not use this fantastic opportunity to molest 
an absolutely beautiful little girl.  And, if I was going to do it, I had no 
more than about four or five minutes.  With Elodie retching into the toilet 
bowl, I moved my stroking hand steadily down her back.  In seconds, I'd 
reached beyond the waist of her little blue soft denim skirt and began 
rubbing her big bottom cheeks.  She said nothing.  It was as if she hadn't 
noticed.  With one hand, I lifted the hem of her skirt and pulled it up 
above her waist, resting it on her back.  Those wonderful bottom cheeks with 
their tight little crack looked so delicious in her little white cotton 
knickers with pink polka dots on.  I thought 'oh, what the fuck' and pulled 
them down her well shaped legs to her little ankles.  Still she said nothing 
and continued retching.  Her infant bottom was naked in front of me as I 
sank to my knees behind the little child whore and started to kiss and lick. 
  My cock was out in a moment and, whilst masturbating, I used my free hand 
to finger Elodie's tiny baby cunt.

She said "you mustn't do that" and I told her it would help make her feel 
better.  By this time, I didn't care any longer.  I got up and pulled the 
child up from the toilet bowl and made her sit on it.  As soon as she was 
sat down, I pointed my penis at her face and grabbed her hand which, holding 
it wrapped around my fuckmeat, I used to wank myself to orgasm.  In seconds, 
I squirted my stinking spunk all over that lovely innocent girlchild's 
stunningly pretty face.  While I cleaned her up with a flannel soaked in 
cold water, she cried softly and said something quite astonishing.  She said 
"I'm not allowed to tell anybody, am I?"  "No, you're not," I replied, 
trying to sound brutally authoritative but, in fact, thoroughly puzzled.   
And then she said "my daddy told me I'd be punished by god if I ever tell 
anybody what he does and he'd send me away to a home for bad children.  Are 
you going to play with me like daddy does?"  "Yes, you gorgeous little baby 
girl, I am.  Whenever I can get time to have you alone, Elodie."  Later that 
afternoon, I managed to get Elodie alone again for just a few seconds and 
asked the lovely child what daddy did to her.  She whispered into my ear in 
that cute little baby girl voice that he put it up her in bed at night and 
made her do what I did today and 'things like that'.  I was in seventh 
heaven.  Not one, but two cute small children, a boy and a girl, available 
to do whatever I liked with.  The best birthday party I ever had.

Ben and mummy each got an extra hard fucking that night, and Ginny got a 
wicked whipping with the cane on her cunt and breasts before I fucked her 
again and again.   Overwrought with excitement about my discovery of 
Elodie's obedience and her availability for my sexual perversions, I had 
real trouble getting to sleep.  It was by then about four o'clock and out of 
the 'safe zone' so I got up.  That's when I discovered the minitel.  France 
led the world in those days before the internet became so universal with a 
system not unlike the world wide web that we know and love/hate today.  
Almost every home and business in the country had (probably still has) one.  
The devices (a little screen and fold-down or pull-out keyboard) were given 
free to phone subscribers.  There's always a downside and, in the case of 
minitel, it was the cost of usage time, averaging twice or three times phone 
call charges.  Minitel was about to cost me a lot of money.

I'd heard that most minitel traffic was sexual but had no idea just how 
perverted some of the 'minitel rose' chat rooms actually were.  From a 
directory, I got the addresses of two that looked interesting.  3615-sado 
and 3615-domina (3615 being the universal access code like a u.r.l.) turned 
out to be the best of the lot, both full of people discussing topics ranging 
from molesting children to aborting teenage girl's foetuses by force, from 
torturing young women to absolute extremes like killing children during rape 
and even discussions by people making arrangements to kidnap victims.  I was 
immediately entranced.  Even the pen names fascinated me.  Names like 'ange 
de mort' (angel of death), 'les enfants sur l'echaffaud' (children on the 
scaffold), and 'kilfemme' (work it out for yourself).  I'd gone on to 
3615-domina using some name I thought up on the moment and found that I had 
to start all the conversations.  With my not very good French, progress was 
slow and uninteresting, so I switched to 3615-sado and used my whore's full 
first name, Virginia.  For French men, more used to the popular French 
version Virginie, Virginia was exotic and sexy   It proved to be a good 
attraction and I consequently always used it except when just lurking.  
Suddenly, they were queueing up to talk to me.  After a few minutes, 
kilfemme came over to sado from domina and it was only seconds before he too 
was attracted to the name Virginia.

We 'talked' that night for about two hours, until well after it was light, 
and again every night for many months.  He and I shared the same perversions 
and exchanged ideas and fantasies.  Over time, we traded phone numbers and 
talked when we could.  I sent him some of my polaroids by fax and he sent me 
some pics he'd taken of children he'd abused over the years and the woman he 
was currently dating in Paris, where he lived.  He was a very inventive 
sadist with a disturbingly filthy mind and I was eager to learn from him.  
Here, for instance, is a tableau featuring Ginny and Kate he wrote for me 
one night.  I've never forgotten a word of it from that day to this and 
hope, one day, actually to do it, if not to Ginny and Kate then to another 
pair of young whores.  I have, for your convenience, translated the stupid 
metric measurements into something we can all understand.

"I'd have them both cowering naked under guard while being prepared.  Both 
would have their wrists cruelly bound behind their backs up between the 
shoulder blades and their lovely legs separated into a v-shape with wooden 
poles between the ankles and firmly bound in place.  Then Ginny would be 
raised up on to her feet and a rope tied to the join between her wrists, 
lifting her off the ground by a couple of inches.  This would be enough to 
take the strain whilst the next step is prepared.

"Two steel meathooks, suspended from a pulley on a wooden beam by nylon 
ropes, will be inserted into Ginny's breasts, one in each, in the soft skin 
and flesh underneath the tittiebags about two inches behind her nipples.  
Given the weight the whore is going to be holding by her breasts, this 
position offers maximum ripping potential and will cause the blonde bitch 
immense pain.

"Then a two foot long steel pole with three backward pointing spikes folding 
out of one end and a ring on the other will be steadily pushed into Ginny's 
cunt and right up through her cervix into her uterus, and pulled back 
sharply so that the spikes embed themselves in the flesh of her womb.  
Perhaps as much as a foot of the pole will then be hanging between the 
whorecunt's thighs.

"The rope holding her wrists will be removed causing Ginny to dangle by her 
breasts.  She will be hoisted further up in the air so that her toes are two 
feet or more above the floor and the ring on the end of the steel pole about 
5 feet.  Now it's Kate's turn.

"The younger bitch will be stood facing her lovely sister's big pert bottom 
while meathooks are inserted in her larger titbags in a similar fashion.  
The hooks will be connected to short, strong nylon ropes which are to be 
tied off on the metal ring between Ginny's lovely long legs.  Then Ginny 
will be raised up high enough to allow Kate's feet to dangle about a foot 
off the floor.

"Completing the tableau, another steel rod, identical to the one connecting 
both sisters, will be forced into Kate's uterus and jagged firmly into her 
wombflesh.  The ring, however, will be tied to an eyebolt in the floor 
beneath her.  Finally, Ginny will be raised another six inches putting 
maximum strain on both girls' breast- and uterus-meat.

"Imagine, Ginny will be carrying all her own weight as well as that of her 
kid sister on her filthy breasts!  At first, Kate's face will be level with 
her sister's gorgeous arse.  As their breast flesh tears and the titmeat 
begins to ooze out, and as their uteruses begin to tear away from their 
guts, Kate will sink lower.  To prevent the rope holding the bitch to the 
ground from sagging, it will have to be tightened and retied.  At the same 
time, Ginny will be lifted by the same amount, increasing the ripping and 
the damage to both females' sex organs.

"Eventually, all four tits will hang torn from their chests and both wombs 
will be pulled right out of your bitches' cuntholes."

With ideas like these being made available to me, it is no surprise my 
nights of perversion got more intense, my life more complicated, and 
generally more dangerous.  It gets worse in part five.








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