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A Psychopath and his Toys Part 6 (F/fg, teen, pedo, tort, rape, sad, incest[sisters])
By Alocer Loki

WARNING:
	This story is not for everyone and may contain some quite 
	graphical depictions of girls and more specifically 
	children in extreme sexual situations.
	These may include rape, and sexual torture. If this 
	subject matter offends you or you are under 18 then don't 
	read it.

	The things depicted herein are purely fiction. I as the 
	Author do not support any of the actions depicted.

	If you've got past that I'm going to assume that like me 
	you are a sick fuck who gets off on the rape and torture 
	of pre-teen girls.
	If not what the fuck are you doing reading this?
	
	If you wish to contact me I can be reached at
	
	Alocer_Loki@yahoo.com

Thanks, enjoy the story.

Chapter 6

Anne gazed at the semiconscious teen and sighed. The mere sight of 
Alice suspended from the ceiling made her pussy drip. Her head 
resting on her chest, her hair a mess, much of it rested in the blood 
seeping from the puncture wounds.

Anne ran her tongue over her dry lips. It was a sight to behold and 
to savour. Anne was a sadist she had no qualms about that small fact. 
She felt slightly sorry about the situation these girls were in but 
only slightly. She was more envious than sorry. These bitches would 
have to put up with Paul for a couple of months at the most. Anne had 
spent most of her life as a toy to the madman.

Anne turned to tiny Hanna crouching in the cage hugging Beth. Anne 
didn't like the fact she was attracted to little girls this way, but 
as Paul had said to her when she'd first discovered she was a 
lesbian, if that's what nature intended for you, who are you to 
argue. She felt somewhat guilty for what she intended to do this 
child but she was also a realist. Paul would do more damage to these 
girls that she could stomach, before he eventually killed them, and 
so why not have her fun with them. She deserved it for putting up 
with that psychopath for so long.

Anne smiled at the little one. Hanna shrank back in the cage 
desperately grasping onto Beth. The other girl looked down on her 
little sister with no other reaction. Hanna stared up at her 
emotionless sister. She reached up and wiped at her own tears, then 
her head on Beth's shoulder, and went into another bout of sobbing. 
Anne was getting excited.

"Hanna, darlin you get out here now," she tried to sound pleasant 
but that was hard when you planned to torture someone. 

At first Hanna just started at Anne with those big, blue, teary 
eyes, but Beth started to push her. The six-year old gazed at Beth as 
her sister pushed at her; Hanna turned to Anne. The child put her 
thumb in her mouth and started to chew on the tip. Finally she pulled 
her thumb out and crawled from the cage.

The child stood up and looked across at Alice and took a long hard 
swallow. Anne glanced back also. Hanna made a run for it, she ran 
straight for the locked door.

"No!" screamed Beth.

Anne spun to around to see Hanna pounding fruitlessly at the door. 
The child screamed, "I wanna go HOME! Don't hurt me! I want my 
mummy!" she stopped and fell to the floor sobbing at the door.

Anne laughed and walked over to the sobbing child. "I wasn't going 
to hurt you," she lied, "But because you were a very bad girl I'm 
going to really hurt you now. Isn't that nice."

Hanna just cried, "I want my mummy!"

Anne grabbed the child by the hair and pulled her screaming across 
the floor. She needed a way to stop the bitch from moving, but in 
this room there was nothing for such a use, apart of course from the 
hooks on the ceiling but Anne didn't want to use them. Besides she 
didn't think she could make Hanna reach them. Anne sighed and took 
hold of the collar. The child stumbled along behind her as Anne 
pulled her from the room. She locked the door behind her and dragged 
the child down the hallway and into a small six-foot square. 

Attached to the walls and ceiling were lines of eyebolts spaced 
about four inches apart, also on the floor were eyebolts placed in 
several positions, but they were fewer on the floor, and included one 
in each corner and three in the centre. 

Anne didn't like this room very much but it was one of the few she 
was allowed access to. Hanging padlocked from several of the eyebolt 
were pairs of handcuffs and shackles. Also to many of the other 
eyebolts just had padlocks hanging from them, most of them were open. 
Anne knew that each pair of handcuffs represented a girl that had 
been 'executed' in this room. It made her feel sick to think about 
it. Anne forced the thought from her mind and turned her attention to 
the sweet innocent child she held.

Anne dragged Hanna across the room and locked the collar to one of 
the eyebolts that was low enough that the child had to bend over just 
a little. Anne then unlocked a pair of handcuffs from the wall and 
used them to fasten Hanna's arms behind her back. It was done mostly 
to stop the child from undoing the collar and making a run for it 
again. She had a couple of things to do and couldn't keep an eye on 
the kid all the time. She made a mental note to put the cuffs back in 
place but wasn't sure weather Paul would notice, or even care.

Anne left Hanna's feet free, she wanted the bitch to squirm for what 
Paul had done to Anne that afternoon. This cunt would SUFFER.  It 
occurred to Anne that perhaps she should feel sorry for the children, 
but if she had to suffer then so did they. 

Anne nibbled on her lower lip as she inspected the naked, trembling 
child. Anne shifted her pussy was soaked and dripping with juices. "I 
won't be a sec," she said and left the room.

Anne headed for Paul's store cupboard; the door stood open from 
where she'd used it earlier. Anne rummaged through the boxes looking 
for anything that might spark her imagination. The first thing she 
took was a whip. It wasn't very long but made from tightly braided 
leather and promised to be quite painful. With something to work on 
other things soon followed: two dildos the larger of which was 
covered in short hard plastic spines, a pair of nasty looking nipple 
clamps, a pair of pliers, and a strap-on dildo. Anne took a deep 
breath into her tight chest. The excitement was bubbling through her 
now; her head was swimming at the mere thought of watching the 
preteen squirm.

Anne carried the things into the room and set it down in one corner. 
She walked over to the quivering child and ran her hands over the 
smooth, red and white, whip-marked flesh. She kissed the Hanna the 
neck softly and whispered, "I'm going to make Alice watch while I 
torture your baby cunt."

Hanna whined and babbled something incoherent through a wave of 
tears. Anne laughed and left the room to fetch Alice. The doctor was 
forced to half drag; half carry the barely conscious teen into the 
room. Anne locked Alice's collar to the floor in the corner of the 
room and then took another pair of handcuffs from the wall and locked 
her hands behind her back. Alice let out a pained cry as here pierced 
and tortured tits were mashed into the stone and the teen turned her 
body to relive the pain although that meant she stared straight at 
Hanna. Anne checked to make sure the gag was firmly in place; 
satisfied she turned to the child locked to the wall.

"Now baby," she said, "I'm going to whip you really hard because you 
tried to run away from me." Anne picked up the whip from the corner 
of the room. She moved over to Hanna and squeezed her welted and 
bruised buttocks in her hands. The child moaned as the cuts and 
bruised were woken to pain again. Anne pressed her finger into a 
yellow spot on her ass and pushed hard.

Hanna let out a loud whine and leant sobbing against the wall, 
"Please don't hurt me. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm a good girl. I 
want to go home. I want my mum - IEEEEE!" The child broke of with a 
deafening squeal. 

Anne laughed to her shelf, and ran her finger over the dark red welt 
she'd brought up across the child's legs. Anne lifted the whip ready 
again and waited for the screaming to stop, "Oh darlin..." She 
whipped Hanna a second time, and again waited for the bitch to be 
quiet. "I know." three, four, "You've done nothing." five, "wrong." 
six, seven, "but." eight, nine, ten, "you were stupid." eleven, 
twelve, "enough." thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, "to get caught." 
sixteen, seventeen, "by Paul," eighteen, nineteen, twenty.

The last scream ran straight through Anne's body making her shudder 
as the incredible noise filled the padded room. Hanna almost 
collapsed against the wall barely awake enough to support her own 
weight. She drew in another breath and carried on screaming choking 
off halfway through to settle down into a series of whimpering cries. 
It was several minutes before the six-year-old child finally started 
to calm down.

Anne was vaguely aware of the muffled protests coming from Alice, 
not that it really mattered. She would turn her attention back to the 
teen when she wanted to cause the bitch some more pain. Anne went 
back to the corner of the room and collected the smaller of the two 
dildos, the one without the spines, and carried it over to the 
weeping child. Anne ran her hands down Hanna's tortured back, ass, 
and legs and then back up again. She lent over and kissed each of the 
child's ass cheeks gently. "You are a gorgeous child," she murmured.

Anne took the dildo and ran it over the battered and torn skin of 
the child's ass. She started to work it between Hanna's ass cheeks. 
With her spare hand Anne reached up and parted the cheeks to the best 
of her ability so she could get a good look as she rubbed the dildo 
against the tiny brown hole. It tightened as the hard surface touched 
against it, Anne licked her lips, she had an idea.

She shifted across the room and knelt by Alice. The bloodshot-red 
eyes glared back at her with malicious intent. Anne kissed Alice on 
the cheek. The teens glare softened for an instant, but then returned 
to the mask of hatred. Anne ran the dildo from the teen's forehead 
over her nose and across the hard rubber ball of the gag. She rested 
the toy against the girls spit covered chin and smiled at her. "I am 
going to shove this right up Hanna's ass in a second. Now you seem 
quite willing to suffer for the sake of that little bitch, and being 
ass fucked by this is going to hurt her. Let me demonstrate."

Anne ran the sex-toy down the teenager's smooth sweat soaked body 
and over her beaten ass. With a wide grin Anne forced the dildo into 
the teens ass, as hard as she could muster. Alice grunted, as the 
pain of the intrusion pulsed through her body. Anne smiled self-
assured and spent several minutes fucking the teen ass, trying to 
cause as much discomfort as possible with the dry dildo. Despite this 
Anne quickly grew bored, but the reason she stopped was because 
rather than moans of discomfort and pain the teen was starting to 
enjoy it her moans were unmistakably those of pleasure. So Anne 
stopped leaving the dildo deep in Alice's ass she lay down next to 
the girl with her face only inches from the teens. "Did that hurt?" 
she asked.

Alice gave a nod, or as much of a nod she could manage with her neck 
padlocked to the floor. 

Anne smiled and squeezed one of Alice's small tits, being careful to 
avoid the skewer still stuck through the tiny mound. Alice's entire 
body went tense. Anne watched on amused as Alice's face screwed up in 
agony. For several moments Anne squeezed and played with the tit 
before the teen let out a scream. It wasn't loud probably because of 
the gag, that and her throat was becoming hoarse.

 Anne waited for the girl to stop screaming and open here eyes. Anne 
felt uncomfortable as the girl's eyes focused on her again. Despite 
the fear and hatred focused on them, Anne couldn't help but notice 
something in the girl's eyes. Pleasure. The girl was enjoying it. Or 
maybe enjoying it wasn't the right word. She was sexually stimulated 
by the torture. Becky was like that; Anne couldn't understand it, she 
detested pain of any sort. 

"Now bitch," Anne said, "Think how much smaller Hanna's asshole is 
compared to yours and how much more it will hurt her for me to fuck 
her ass. Now if you can think of a way for it to hurt less and you 
beg me properly I might let you do it. Now you're a smart girl I 
think you can guess what I'm getting at can't you?"

Alice nodded.

Anne reached down and unfastened the ball-gag, and pulled it from 
the teens mouth. 

"You may beg."

Alice opened her mouth and tried to speak but all that came out was 
a croak. She closed her mouth again and cleared her throat. When she 
spoke it still sounded like a croak, "Please mistress," she started, 
"Please let me lick out my sisters ass. Please let me stick my tongue 
right up inside, so I can lubricate it for you. Please let me taste 
her sweet shit hole."

It sounded almost rehearsed, perhaps from some night-time fantasy, 
Anne shrugged, it didn't matter, "Not bad, for someone new to this 
slave thing." She said, "Very well I'll let you tongue that poor 
child's ass out. But only if you promise to do exactly what you are 
told. And that will include hurting the little bitch. Albeit not as 
much as I'll hurt her if you say no."

There was a short pause, "Yes mistress, I'll do what you tell me. I 
am a fuck toy and must serve."

Anne smiled; the little slut was acting out a fantasy. Maybe she was 
in shock and resorting to her own visage of what slavery should be 
like. Anne didn't know she'd never been very good a psychiatry.

Anne took the key and unlocked the padlock that held her collar to 
the floor, then unlocked the cuffs that held her hands. Alice knelt 
up and rubbed on her wrists keeping her arms as far as possible from 
her tits. "Your first task of duty," said Anne, "You can pull the 
skewers from your tits and crawl over to that corner and put them on 
the pile with the rest of the stuff, then you can take off the nipple 
clamps and put them on opposite nipples. Once you've done that you 
can crawl over to Hanna and pull apart her ass cheeks so you can get 
a good look before putting your head down and licking."

"Yes mistress," Alice breathed.

Alice looked down at her small tits, and took hold of one of the 
skewers. Taking a deep breath she gritted her teeth and quickly 
yanked it you. Alice screamed and fell forwards her hands clutched 
her tit. She curled up on the floor for several moments but finally 
sat back up and took hold of the second skewer. This time she drew it 
out slowly, she moaned loudly as it slid from her skin, when it was 
finally out she let out her breath. Blood was dripping from the hole 
in her tits and was flowing down her stomach, but the teen ignored it 
and crawled over to the corner of the room.

She dropped the skewers on to the pile and turned around to face 
Anne. The teen got to her knees and stared at the doctor sobbing 
loudly. Her hands shook wildly as she took hold of the leaver on the 
nipple clamp. Alice braced herself before pushing the leaver. The 
clamp shot open and Alice screamed. 

Anne reached down between her thighs, and started to work at her 
pussy. Watching the teen torture herself was driving her over the 
edge and she needed relief.

Alice's shaky hands went to the other nipple clamp. She took hold of 
the leaver and flipped it open again she screamed loudly as the clamp 
fell from her body. The teen reached down for the nipple clam that 
had just fallen and placed the open jaws over the other nipple. Her 
eyes closed and she let out a long shaky cry before she pushed the 
leaver. The cry turned into a scream, and Alice gripped her hands 
together her face was screwed up tight. She reached down and took the 
other clamp and moved it over her nipple and quickly shut it. 

It took a long time for Alice to stop screaming and for her 
breathing to become steady. But soon the teen stumbled dizzily 
towards her Hanna. Alice pulled apart the six-year-olds ass cheeks 
and gazed dreamily on the tiny brown hole before extending her tongue 
and lowering her head onto it.

 Anne let out a cry as she climaxed. She lay there gasping for 
several minutes. After a while Anne sat up and looked across at the 
fourteen-year-old girl plunging her tongue into her little sister's 
asshole. Anne grinned and grabbed the second larger dildo. She 
fingered the hard spines and moved across the floor and set herself 
behind Alice. The woman reached for the teen's cunt. Alice quickly 
parted her legs for Anne to get at her pussy. Anne liked that it 
showed the girl was learning. Anne rubbed at Alice's pussy, the teen 
moaned in pleasure. When Anne pulled her hand away it was dripping 
with cunt juice. Anne was amazed how any girl could be so turned on 
despite being brutally violated and tortured was beyond her. "I think 
you'll like this bitch," said Anne, "Though it will hurt quite a 
bit."

Anne pressed the head of the dildo into Alice's pussy and started to 
push it in. Alice gasped as the spines started to scrape the walls of 
her pussy. She gave sudden cries of pain and long agonised moans, as 
she dildo made its slow entrance. Anne, one hand on her own pussy and 
the other on the dildo; started to fuck the teen with the toy. 
Despite the audible acknowledgements of pain, the teen didn't show 
any other sign of it hurting, but instead started to rock back and 
forth with in rhythm with Anne. However the screams and cries never 
stopped.

Anne kept it up for several minutes and, suddenly the teen let out a 
scream. She cried out in joy and her body started to shake with a 
violent orgasm. Anne found that she was jealous of this fucking teen, 
it had been a long while since she'd had an orgasm anywhere as near 
powerful as that one. Anne pulled the dildo out and set it on the 
floor, and then reached and pulled out the dildo from the teen's ass. 
The girl grunted as Anne pulled it from her body, "Right bitch," She 
said, "Clean this now."

Alice sat up and turned around, her chin was covered in droll and 
she gazed at the shit streaked dildo and without comment opened her 
mouth and took the smooth object inside. The teen worked away at the 
sex-toy with her tongue. It clicked on her teeth as she moved it in 
and out of her ready mouth. 

Anne, took hold of it and pulled it from Alice's mouth, "You may go 
sit in your corner. Don't even think about playing with yourself. In 
fact you will kneel facing me with your hands behind your back. So 
you can watch me torture the little slut."

Anne gave her an annoyed glare, but timidly said, "Yes mistress," 
and crawled to the corner of the room.

Anne turned back to Hanna and pulled the child's ass cheeks open, 
the hole glistened slightly as the light bounced off of Alice's spit. 
Anne smiled and pressed her index finger to the hole and pushed it 
inside the tiny hole. The child grunted loudly, "Oww take it out," 
she moaned.

Anne complied and pulled the finger from the child's ass to replace 
it with the dildo. Without warning or hesitation Anne plunged it deep 
into the brown hole. 

Hanna cried out loudly, "STOP!" 

Anne ignored that and the subsequent pleas from the child and 
started to fuck the little girl's ass with the dildo.

Anne amused herself for several minutes with the tiny girl's screams 
sobs and pleas. She gave no ground as she brutally forced the dildo 
in and out of the girl's tiny ass. After nearly twenty minutes Anne 
pushed it as far into her ass as the thing would go and picked up the 
second spine covered dildo.  "Now Alice enjoyed this one," said Anne, 
"I bet you'll hate it. Now spread your legs." 

Anne grabbed the child's trembling legs and pulled them apart. Hanna 
squirmed and tired to pull away and close her thighs but Anne kept a 
firm hold. "Keep them apart or I will whip you again." Anne 
threatened.

The child froze.

Anne smiled and placed the head of the dildo against the tiny hole, 
it would probably break the stitches but it was easy enough to do 
them again.

 Anne started to push it inside the crying child.

Hanna screamed, "NO! It hurts stop please it hurts!"

"Oh for fuck sakes will you shut up," Anne shouted back at the child 
and twisted the dildo in her cunt.

Hanna screamed; her legs closed and she and crouched as much as she 
could against the wall.

"Alice darlin, I want you to gag this little slut. I think your gag 
will fit into her mouth though it might be a tight fit."

"Yes mistress," Alice said.

The teen approached with the gag and spoke soothingly to Hanna, 
"Please Hanna open up, she'll hurt you more if you don't," she said.

Hanna stared at Alice, tears flowed down her face and dripped from 
her chin. Slowly the child opened her mouth as wide as she could. 
Alice pushed the gag gently inside. It was a tight fit but didn't 
cause too many problems before the hard rubber ball popped inside. 
The child sniffed hard so she could breath properly and slumped back 
against the wall.

Alice turned to Anne, tears streamed from the teens eyes and she 
broke off into loud sobs. She covered her face with her hands and 
turned away, she sniffed, only to start another fit of sobs. Alice 
sunk to the floor and curled up she cried loudly. 

Anne waited a few moments for her to calm down, "Alice I want you to 
hold open your sisters legs so I can continue fucking her." Anne 
ordered the teen.

Alice looked up with pure venom in her glare, but meekly croaked, 
"Yes mistress." The teen pulled apart Hanna's legs roughly and sunk 
as close to the floor as she could manage to make sure she stayed out 
of Anne's way. This girl really was a fast learner.

Anne took hold of the dildo and started to work it deep inside the 
child's cunt. The screams were muffled but still ear shattering 
nonetheless. At least there were no protests to be heard. Anne 
started to work at the dildo with one hand and started on her pussy 
with the other.

Pleasure swept through Anne and the screamed of the tortured child 
caressed her as much as her fingers did. Angles screaming, the term, 
Paul liked to use at these moments. He was right; the child did sound 
like an angle, a tortured angle. Anne gasped loudly as the waves of 
the orgasm rolled through her. She thrust the dildo further in and 
the subsequent scream stated off a second orgasm.

Anne slowly returned to the world, and noticed the blood dripping 
from her hand and mixing with Alice's in a puddle on the floor. There 
wasn't much but still. Anne pulled the dildo from the child. The 
scream that came with it made her shudder with pleasure. 

Anne pulled off her torn blouse and used it to clean the blood from 
Hanna's cunt. Then the blood from Alice's tits. The puncture wound 
had stopped bleeding so it was a case of just cleaning up what was 
already there. A strange orange tint was left on the teen's tits and 
stomach and it was sexy in an odd kind of way. Anne laughed at 
herself and stood up.

She loosened Hanna's collar just enough to allow the child to turn 
around and then tightened it again. Hanna slumped backwards against 
the wall, she just didn't have the energy to stand up. Her eyes 
betrayed the terror the little girl was feeling, Anne smiled she 
liked that look; like a trapped rabbit.

"Now Alice, you can leg go of her legs, and get me the pliers 
please," said Anne.

"Yes mistress."

Alice crawled across the room to pick up the pair of pliers and 
crawled back to Anne. The woman thanked the girl but had her mind on 
deciding where she wanted to use them first.

Anne glanced down at her watch and frowned, there wasn't much time 
left before Paul would want to feed the cunts. Anne sighed, she 
usually worked up to this but there wasn't much time. She took one of 
the child's nipples in the pliers and quickly started to squeeze. 

Hanna let out a sudden almost inhuman scream, and pulled away but as 
soon as she moved the scream reached an even greater height. Anne 
grinned and twisted the pliers. The child's eyes widened so much it 
looked like they might pop from the sockets but instead they rolled 
into her head and the child suddenly collapsed. Anne quickly grabbed 
the girl to stop her choking herself.

Alice was forward in a shot with her hands on her sister, Anne half 
thought about punishing the cunt for that but decided, it was really 
Paul's place to decide the sisters'' relationships'. Anne left Alice 
to hold the child and grabbed the key. She then unlocked Hanna's 
collar from the wall and helped Alice lay the girl gently on the 
floor. Alice took the tiny girl's head on her lap and gently stroked 
her hair. The sound of the child breathing was an obvious relief to 
the teen.

"I'll be back in a sec, don't move," said Anne and she left the room 
locking the door behind her. She headed back to the 'holding room' 
when she stepped inside the faint sound of Beth sleeping and the buzz 
of the extractor fan, were the only sounds to be heard. Anne quickly 
went to her bag and grabbed a handful of capsules, a few bottles of 
clear liquid, hypodermic needles, a bag of cotton wall, a bag of 
cotton-wool and a larger bottle of equally clear liquid with the word 
Ethanol stencilled on the front. With them in hand she headed back to 
where she'd left Alice and Hanna. 

Anne worked quickly placing the things in the corner of the room, 
she filled one of the hypodermics, with the liquid in the bottle, 
flicking it to get the air out she pressed the plunger letting a 
spray of liquid spray across the room. She tore a piece of cotton 
wool of and soaked it in the Ethanol. Not the best thing in the world 
to use as an antiseptic but Paul had asked her to bring a bottle. 
With the quick hands of someone practised, Anne applied the 
injection. She pressed the swab over the needle and pulled it from 
the child's arm. The doctor then wiped the tiny puncture mark with 
the swab. Anne didn't really like using stimulants on children, she 
didn't like using stimulants on adults, let alone children, but it 
would keep her awake for the next few hours and then make her sleep 
like the dead.

As she placed the top back on the bottle Alice wrinkled her nose, 
"Vodka?" she asked.

Anne glanced up at the teen, "No, I wouldn't suggest drinking this 
because it'll likely kill you." Said Anne, "Now if you would, could 
you get me one of those capsules."

Alice gently placed her sister's head on the floor and crawled over 
to where all the things were gathered. She picked up one of the 
capsules and handed it to Anne. The doctor quickly broke it under the 
child's nose and within moments the child came too. Her eyes were 
wide and she glanced about nervously. Her tiny frame meant it took no 
time at all for the drugs to take affect.

Anne reached under the child's head and locked her collar to the 
floor. Hanna gazed up bewildered. Anne smiled at her and picked the 
pliers back up. The child screamed and tried to move only to be 
stopped by the collar. Anne reached down and took her other nipple 
between the jaws and crushed it. She pulled and twisted on it 
viciously watching the child's face contort in agony.

"Now cunt I want you to put those nipple clamps on Hanna."

Alice didn't say anything as she crawled over to the corner of the 
room. She picked up the clamps and crawled back beside her sister. 
Anne let go of the child's nipple and Hanna squealed as the blood 
returned. 

Alice gazed on the crying child and opened the clamp. Tears dripped 
from the eyes of both sisters as Alice placed the clamp over her 
sisters nipple and slowly but without hesitation closed it. Hanna 
screamed. "Oh god I'm sorry." Moaned Alice as she placed the clamp on 
the second nipple.

Anne smiled to herself and stood up. She handed Alice the whip, "Now 
cow I want to see fifteen new striped on that little slut by the time 
I get back, I'm only going down the hall to pick up a cushion so I 
suggest you whip fast."

Alice looked down at the whip, then blinking back her tears she 
delivered a vicious blow across Hanna's stomach. Even Anne flinched 
as the child screamed. That had to hurt. 

Anne turned around and left the room, she locked the door behind her 
but the sound of the whip and the screaming child could still be 
heard, "I guess I must have put the fear of god into that girl," she 
muttered as she headed down to the store cupboard.

Anne grabbed a firm cushion from one of the shelves of the cupboard 
and headed back to the room. As she unlocked the door and walked in 
Alice was holding Hanna's head and crying loudly, "Oh god I'm sorry. 
I'm sorry, oh god. I feel sick. I am so sorry," she moaned over and 
over.

Anne felt a twinge of sorrow for the teen, being forced to hurt the 
person she most wanted to protect. Being forced to hurt her, so that 
she could protect her.  Anne left Alice whimpering and pushed the 
cushion under Hanna's hips lifting her ass from the floor. The woman 
took two more pairs of handcuffs from the wall and chained Hanna's 
legs as wide apart as she could. The child moaned in discomfort, and 
pain. Anne grabbed the dildo and pulled it from the child ass, making 
her moan more. Anne stood up and took the whip from the tearful teen. 

Anne stroked the bare if bloody, and marked pussy, gently with the 
whip. She raised it above her head. She brought it down viciously 
across the child's cunt. 

The scream was deafening even muffled by the gag. Anne grinned and 
landed another equally hard blow. Anne continued to whip the child 
another six times, she didn't even wait for the screams to stop 
before striking her again. The only thing that kept the child awake 
was the stimulant, and that was working to its limits. Anne stopped 
and crouched by the screaming child and checked her pulse. It was 
racing, almost dangerously fast. Anne frowned, the kid had had 
enough, torture for one day, and with the stimulant much more pain 
would make her heartbeat erratic. Anne shuddered to think what Paul 
would do if she killed one of his new toys.

"Okay Alice you can remove your nipple clamps, then take them off 
the little bitch," said Anne.

"Thank you mistress." The teen worked quickly letting out loud moans 
as she unclipped her clamps, but she seemed to hurry as fast as she 
could so she could get to her sister. Alice slowly opened the clamps 
on her sister's tits the child screamed as the blood flowed back to 
the nipples but then slumped down, sobbing loudly, her eyes were wide 
with the effects of the stimulant.

Once she had taken off the clamps the teen looked up at Anne. "Right 
you can lick my cunt out, I think." The teen hurried forwards and 
plunged her tongue into Anne's pussy.

Anne gasped and came almost instantly. This girl was something 
amazing, her tongue hit all the right spots just at the right time. 
Anne settled back and allowed the pleasure to course through her 
body.

Anne put a hand on Alice's head, "Stop," she said.

The teen looked up licking the juices from her lips. "Did I do 
something wrong?" she asked.

Anne smiled a the teen and shook her head, "No."

Anne stood up and walked over to where Hanna was laying staring at 
the ceiling, she wasn't crying any longer. Anne reached down and 
unstrapped the gag; "If I promise not to hurt you anymore will you do 
what I say."

The child glanced at Anne, and said, "You'll hurt me anyway." She 
said.

Anne shook her head, "No I won't look I'll show you." Anne reached 
down and unlocked the collar from the floor. She helped the child to 
her feet, and reached behind her and slowly tugged out the dildo 
stuck in her ass. The child moaned a little but Anne took it slowly. 
She then picked up the strap-on dildo from the floor.

Hanna glanced at the object then up at Anne as if to say, yes I've 
had them inside me and they hurt like hell you liar.

Anne slowly strapped it onto the child and the little girl seemed 
intrigued as it was fitted to her tiny frame. When Anne moved back 
the child looked down at the dildo and said, "What's this for?"

Anne sat on the floor in front of Alice, and said, "Alice I want you 
to start licking again and raise your ass high." The obedient teen 
quickly started to work she raised her ass high as she teased Anne 
with her tongue. "Now Hanna, Anne hurt you lots today now you can get 
her back by sticking that in her bum and moving it in and out."

Hanna giggled, and shifted forwards. Alice groaned as her little 
sister fucked her ass. 

The three girls stayed in that position until Anne cried out in 
orgasm. When her body calmed down and her breathing was steady. Anne 
told the girls to stop, and instructed Alice to take the off Hanna 
and clean all the toys that had been used. The teen was quite happy 
to do that. 

Anne took the bottle of Ethanol and the cotton wool, "I'm afraid," 
she told the girls, "I have to clean your cuts and wounds, and it's 
going to hurt like hell." Anne grinned at the two schoolgirls.

*****

Anne knocked back the glass and the whisky seared her throat. She 
choked and took in a deep breath and pulled a face, "Shit I hate this 
stuff," she muttered and poured herself another drink.

That was her third one and Anne could feel it going to her head, she 
had never been one to hold her drink well. She forced herself to sip 
on the dark liquid and lounged back on the leather chair. The TV was 
on but the sound was down, Anne guessed it was some documentary about 
space or something. Paul was in to that kind of thing.

The room was pleasantly cool and the only sound that could be heard 
was the near silent buzz of the air conditioning, that is the only 
sound above the ringing of her ears. Anne could have fallen asleep 
just there but knowing that Paul would be in any moment was enough to 
keep her awake. As if on que the door opened and Paul walked in 
chuckling to himself, he smiled at Anne and she flinched 
involuntarily.  "What the fuck did you give to that little slut?" he 
asked cheerfully.

"A stimulant, but I'm sure you don't want any of it because it's an 
injection and I know how you feel about that," she smiled at him as 
he shifted uncomfortably. The big strong man had a mortal fear of 
injections.

"I wouldn't suffer that on anyone, oh well what did you bring me to 
use?"

"I've got some pills," muttered Anne

Paul nodded, "Good. Still you should see the little cow. She's on a 
high, she asked me if I would let Alice lick her so she could have 
one of those 'thingy's' I let her have the yesterday."

Anne laughed, "You're getting a six year old child addicted to sex, 
that's novel." She paused for a while but there was no point putting 
it off any more, "How much do you want for Alice?" she asked.

Paul raised an eyebrow, "That one's not for sale," he said.

Anne sighed, "No I didn't think she'd be."

"You probably couldn't raise the money anyway," said Paul.

"I'd ask your father," Anne teased.

Paul glanced at her, and nodded, "Yeah, he would probably give it to 
you, but would also probably turn us BOTH in."

"What with what we've got on the old bastard I doubt it. Talk about 
ruining his career his eldest son locked up for raping children."

Paul smiled, "So what's your opinion are they all healthy?"

Anne nodded, "Beth is in complete shock but weather from torture or, 
what you did to her mother I wouldn't know. Hanna well she'll live, 
unless you do something stupid. As for Alice, well, physically she is 
the healthiest fittest teenager I've ever seen. As for mentally I 
think she's crazier than you are. You were right she is a slut, and 
well could have been trained into a good little slave, I've never 
seen anything like her."

"I did once, the first bitch I ever snatched was like that. I think 
I might keep her alive though. I could do with a helping hand. I told 
you she'd like Becky didn't I and tell me I'm wrong."

Anne shrugged, "Those two will get on I admit."

Paul smiled, "Good I want to borrow the cow for tomorrow night. I 
promise I'll leave her in one piece, I'll torture her no more than 
you tortured my girls."

Anne frowned, "Yes sir," she muttered


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