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Subject: {ASSM} Angels Scream, Chapter 5 (MM/gg, pedo, rape, tort)
Date: Tue,  9 Apr 2002 01:10:06 -0400
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Angels Scream, Chapter 5
Alocer Loki 2002
Story Codes are: MM/gg pedo, rape, tort


Disclaimer
  	This story is not for everyone and will contain some quite
  	graphical depictions of girls, and more specifically children
  	in extreme sexual situations, these include, but are not limited
  	to, rape, and sexual torture.
  
  	If any of these things offend you then don't read it. I, the author
  	do not condone any of the actions depicted herein.
  
  	If you got past that I am going to assume that, like me, you are a
  	sick fuck who gets off on the rape and torture of preteens. If not
  	what the fuck are you doing reading this?
  
  Thanks enjoy the story
  Alocer Loki


Chapter 5
Franks mouth dropped like a stone. "I beg your fucking pardon?" he 
stammered.

I could only sigh, it was said now, I had dug my hole, and now it was 
time to lay in it. "I have Amy," I repeated.

Frank nodded. He looked down on his daughters upturned arse; he 
pressed his finger through the tight muscle and into the little girl. 
At Sarah's moans and squirms Frank grinned. He looked up at me and 
laughed. "I knew it," he said.

I had to laugh with him. "You want a go?" I asked.

Frank gave a rapid nod, "Oh fuck yes," he said.

Frank pushed his finger deep into Sarah's arse. "How?" he asked. "I 
mean she did run away right?"

"Oh yeah," I said. "I found her in the woods, freshly beaten up, by 
you, and quite adamant that she didn't want to go home. It was easy 
enough to get her back to my place without being seen."

Frank shrugged. "I suppose it doesn't really matter," he said.

"Ow!" moaned Sarah.

Frank grabbed a handful of his daughter's hair and pulled her head 
up. He leant close to her ear and started to kiss and lick around it. 
"If you say anything about Amy," he said, "you are in deep shit."

"Oh yes daddy, I promise," sobbed the child.

I admit that I wasn't best pleased that I had to trust that this 
child was scared enough of her father not to tell on us, but it was 
my fault she knew and, to be quite frank, I didn't have a better 
plan. Frank meanwhile continued licking the side of Sarah's face, it 
was quite evident that he was getting turned on again. I really 
needed some of that. I took hold of Sarah's hair and pulled her head 
upwards. Rather than follow her ear up, Frank placed his kisses down 
the little girl's neck. Sarah looked like she was enjoying it all; 
including the finger that was fucking her arse.

I leant forwards and placed my lips over her open mouth. "Ohhh," 
sighed Sarah as my tongue entered.

The little girl closed her mouth a little to suck on my tongue, I 
could feel hers, smooth and wet as it rubbed against my lips and into 
my mouth. This child's moans and heavy breathing were beginning to 
get at me, and the way her small light body squirmed about on me was 
making me stiff again. My hand ran down her smooth body searching out 
her legs and then moving between her thighs to feel her smooth cunt. 
I pressed down hard and rubbed against her clit. Sarah threw her head 
back. "Oh god," she moaned.

I smiled at her and moved my hand to the back of her head to draw her 
face once again close to mine. Frank mean while was enjoying himself 
sucking and kissing the back of his child's neck, while his finger 
worked hard in her arse. I turned my attention back to the small face 
just a fraction of an inch away from me; I pushed even harder into 
her cunt, Sarah gasped and a smile crossed her face. I leant forwards 
and kissed her on the nose, then moved down back onto her waiting 
mouth. "Mmm," she moaned as I pushed my tongue back inside.

After that it took mere moments before the child pulled away again, 
she cried out as her entire body shaded between her father and I. 
Both of us took the orgasm of the little slut as a sign to stop. 
Sarah seemed somewhat disappointed as we both pulled off and she 
started to moan and wriggle as if she were trying to find some part 
on my body on which to rub her cunt.  Frank however was having none 
of it. "Oh no cunt," he said taking hold of her hair. "I think you 
owe us both something."

Frank pulled her off of me and dropped her onto the floor at the foot 
of the bed. "D-do you want me to suck you?" she asked.

Frank looked up at me. "There is no way I am waiting for you to 
finish again," I said and paused for a moment. "What's her arse 
like?"

"Tight" said Frank.

"Right little kiddy whore," I said. "Get on the bed."

"O-oh," said Sarah. "Yes sir."

The child looked up at me for a few moments before she shifted and 
climbed up on the bed sticking her tiny arse up high in the air for 
me, she leant down and took her fathers cock back into her mouth. She 
worked almost expertly with her mouth and hands on the man's swollen 
rod.

I climbed up onto the bed behind the girl and pulled her bum cheeks 
apart with my hands to get a good look at her arsehole. It was a 
beautiful sight. I couldn't resist it for any more than a couple of 
seconds. I spat down onto the small pink bud and used my finger to 
work the saliva into the tightly sealed hole. This child's arse was 
almost as tight as my darling Amy's. She moaned a little as I pushed 
my finger into the hole, although I couldn't tell whether it was due 
to my finger, or just a reaction to sucking her father's cock; I 
hoped though that it was my finger.

I removed my finger and pressed the fat swollen head of my cock 
against the tight hole. Sarah gasped as the muscle gave in, allowing 
me to plunge deep inside her bowls. I began to move in and out of the 
child's tight arse, but it felt so good that I almost came instantly. 
Had I not done so only minutes before I very well might have done. 
However I was able to keep control of myself long enough to pick up a 
good rhythm and to enjoy the feeling of  pounding this child's fat 
arse. Mere moments after I started to increase my pace Frank groaned 
and pulled his cock out of the child's mouth. "Oh fuck baby," he 
moaned and sprayed her face with his cum.

Upon seeing the sobbing little girl with her face caked with sticky 
white spunk, I grunted and pumped her arse full of more. My cock slid 
from her anus and the child curled up into a ball sobbing her little 
eyes out. 

I leant over the child and kissed the back of her neck. I stroked her 
cum coated hair and whispered. "Ahh stop that honey," I said. "You've 
got it easy compared to Amy."

Frank laughed at that and I joined in with him as I scooped Sarah up 
in my arms, her dark hair was a mess now and the makeup was smeared 
right across her face, making her look like a little whore. She 
looked so pitiful and helpless, I nearly lost control and started to 
hurt her again, but I didn't want to fuck her again right now, I 
wanted to get her and Amy together. Then the real fun could begin. 
Alas that had to wait for just a little while. "Come on whore let's 
see if we can get you cleaned up a bit," I said.

Frank stood up and yawned. "Do want some lunch?" he asked.

"I was going to eat out for lunch," I said. "I've got to get some 
things to make Amy's stay a little more interesting."

Frank grinned. "You have to let me use her," he said.

"Of course," I replied.

"We'll come with you."

I hugged Sarah close into me, "How about that tight bum," I said. "Do 
you want to go to the drive-through for lunch?"

Almost as if nothing had happened, Sarah's head shot up. "Oh yes 
please sir," she said in a little voice.

I laughed. "Okay lets see if we can make you look a little less like 
a little whore first," I said and I carried the child, followed 
closely by her father into the shower.



"My god she is beautiful," whispered Frank.

I nodded as we stared down at the motionless Amy fast asleep in her 
little cage. Sarah stood in the corner her gaze alternating between 
me and the child. After all the fuss that had been made over the 
disappearance of Amy, Sarah was, most likely, facing some very 
conflicting feelings about finding the child here. "Don't worry," I 
said to Sarah. "We won't put you in there."

That didn't seem to reassure Sarah very much, it was quite likely 
that being put in a cage was the least of her worries at this moment, 
but I couldn't have cared less. I unlocked the cage and gently lifted 
Amy out, waking her in the process. I hugged her small form and 
rocked back and forth while I kissed her neck and the side of her 
face. "Time to wake up," I said into her ear kissing it between each 
word.

As Amy's eyes came into focus, the first thing she would have seen 
was Sarah, stood as far away from Frank and I as possible. As the 
child recognised who it was, she panicked, and her head shot around 
and her gaze locked on Frank. The child started to thrash around in 
my arms. Obviously quite curious about what she had to say for 
herself, Frank pulled the gag out of the child's mouth. "No!" 
screamed Amy. "You promised! You said you wouldn't let him hurt me."

I had to laugh. "No I didn't," I said.

"Yes you did!" sobbed Amy. "You promised please don't let him hurt 
me."

I had to grin, would this child ever learn. "Are you calling me a 
lire."

"Yes!" screamed Amy. "You promised."

I laughed. "Fair play," I said. "I lied, now you have been a very bad 
girl. You ran away from home, and you called me a lire. What are we 
going to do with you."

"Noo!" sobbed Amy. "Please don't hurt me!"

"Oh Amy," said Frank. "You know that we have to hurt you now."

"We do," I agreed. "We need to hurt you a lot."

"No" moaned Amy.

"But if you are a good girl and do what we tell you for now we won't 
have to hurt you so bad," I said. "Okay?"

Amy sniffed. "Okay," she said in a whisper.

"Good, now what Frank has always wanted is to fuck you," I said. 
"Cause you are my pet now, I have told him that he can. I want you to 
be good for him."

"Oh uncle Ian please let him put his willy inside me," she moaned.

I put Amy down onto the floor. "Now my little slut I want you to go 
into the cellar and get up onto a box and spread your legs nice and 
wide for him."

Amy sniffed again and rubbed her eyes with her hands she stared up at 
me for many moments then looked down at her chest, at where the burns 
decorated her pale skin. She then looked over at Sarah and finally 
moved she walked past the two of us and into the cellar. "Her 
training is going well," said Frank. "Love the burns."

"It was ever so much fun to do that," I admitted.

"What was it," he asked, "a soldering iron?"

"No matches," I sniggered. "I was teaching her the reason she 
shouldn't play with them."

Frank grinned. "Hmm, do you think she learned that lesson?"

"Yes," I said. "But we can always give her a reason not to smoke."

"Oh," whimpered Sarah.

I looked up at the dark haired little girl and grinned at her. 
"What's wrong?" I asked. "Come here slut."

The child inched forwards until she was stood right in front of me, 
her head came no higher than my chest. I put my hands around her and 
pressed her head into me. I licked my lips. "I want you to take that 
little dress off for me okay?"

The child backed away from me and nodded. "Yes sir," she said, her 
voice no more than a whisper.

Her hands shook as she fumbled with the buttons on the front of her 
dress.  Slowly the small, translucent white plastic buttons came free 
from the small holes. When she had unfastened them all, she shook her 
shoulders, causing the dress to fall down around them, and then, when 
she shifted again, the dress fell from her into a pile around her 
feet. Leaving the pale skinned child stood trembling in front of me, 
dressed in nothing more than a pair of small white cotton knickers. 

I ran my tongue over my lips again. She truly was delicious, a true 
beauty. "Come here slut," I said.

"Y-yes sir," the child whispered and she approached me and pressed 
her small body up against mine. She rubbed her baby cunny against my 
thigh, and moaned a little. She might have been terrified of me, but 
still knew the importance of putting on a good show.

I reached down and placed my hand onto her shoulder and the child 
flinched as my rough fingers ran gently over her flat chest, and 
across her hard little nipple. Sarah took in a deep shaky breath and 
shifted from foot to foot. Her red lips opened just a little and her 
saliva gleamed in the dim light. A perfect little girl. I placed my 
hand on her flat belly. "Butterflies?" I asked.

"Yes sir," breathed the little girl.

I leant down and placed my mouth over her lips. She let out a small 
gasp and opened her mouth for me, a perfectly obedient little slut. I 
pushed inside, running it over her teeth and entangling it with own 
warm and wet tongue.

My right hand moved from her stomach, downwards until I slid it 
between my leg and her cunt, I squeezed the child's fat vulva, and 
rubbed my middle finger, through the cotton knickers, into the crack.

"No!" Amy screamed from the other room. "Please uncle Frank... Stop 
it please stop don't hurt me."

I pulled away from Sarah's mouth and looked into her yellow-green 
eyes, she was rather flustered. I smiled and gathered the spit in my 
mouth. The child could hear me do it and she cringed, shaking once 
again, it was obvious that she was trying not to move. Such a good 
girl. I placed my hand on her chin, beckoning her to open up for me. 
Tears swelled in her eyes, but the little whore did as I wanted and 
opened her mouth up. I spat onto her tongue and then pressed onto the 
bottom of her chin. Sniffing the child closed her mouth. "Let's go 
and see Amy get fucked," I said.

I placed my hand into the child's smooth black hair and then pulled 
on it. The child yelped, and I tuned quickly and pulled her through 
into the cellar.

Frank had a fight on his hands. He had little five-year-old Amy 
pinned down onto one of the boxes, but the little whore was refusing 
the stay still. She kicked and screamed at Frank. Each time he let go 
of one of her arms to take hold of a leg she would pummel at the man 
with her fist. Despite that, Frank looked like he was enjoying 
himself. "Right you bitch stay still," he shouted.

"No!" screamed Amy. "Get off. Go away!"

I chuckled and moved up next to the two of them, with Sarah in toe. I 
pulled the dark haired girl against the box and then forced her down 
onto her knees between it and me. I rubbed my cock hard against her 
face and the girl soon got the message and opened so that I could 
press my cock inside and against the back of her mouth. As I loosened 
up on her the child reached up and took hold of my cock with one hand 
and began to give me an, almost professional, blowjob. "I'd beat the 
fuck out of the bitch for that," I said.

Frank looked up at me, he let go of one of her arms and began to 
stroke her soft smooth face. "Do you mind?" he asked. "Can I mark 
her?"

I smiled. "Just don't kill her yet," I said.

Franks smile turned into a sneer; he laughed as he turned back to the 
child. "I said stay still," he shouted enraged at the child.

The man delivered a vicious back hand slap to the side of her face. 

Amy was silenced. Blood spilled from her mouth and she stared up at 
Frank, she was still now. Frank, satisfied with himself pulled her 
legs apart and rubbed his fat cock against her tiny little hole.

He pushed it against her. Amy gasped and wriggled her body. "Oh 
fuck," Frank muttered and pulled away.

Taking a step back he spat onto the child's tiny cunt, and used his 
hand to work it into her hole. He pushed the saliva deep into her 
cunt with his fingers. "Shit she is tight," he said.

"Wait until you get your cock inside it," I said.

Frank grinned and pulled his fingers from the little girl, he spat 
onto his hand and rubbed it onto his cock. "I'm gonna fuck this whore 
proper," he said.

Frank pressed the swollen head of his fat cock up against the child's 
smooth and wet cunt-hole. He pushed it in a fraction of an inch and 
groaned. Then, taking hold of the child's hips, he drove home; 
plunging more than three inches into the little girl. The man pulled 
out a little and thrust back in, pushing even more of his cock into 
the tiny child.

I thrust forwards myself, and was delighted by the sound and feel of 
Sarah's head slamming into the wooden box. The eight-year-old cried 
out in pain but that was soon choked off as my manhood filled her 
throat. It felt fucking great. 

Tears now streamed down poor little Amy's face, and blood dripped 
down her chin. Her eyes were screwed and her mouth open as the child 
took in short gasping breaths. The pain of the cock up inside of her 
was quite evident. I couldn't help myself. I leant down over her and 
licked the blood from her cheek, following the red trail up until I 
licked it from her teeth. I pushed my tongue deep inside of my little 
girls mouth. I kissed the small angel. Feeling her short breaths 
blasting into my mouth was divine. She screamed around my tongue and 
sobbed into me. I began to rock back and forth myself. 

Amy's body started to jerk up and down as Frank drove hard into her 
preteen body. Filling the tiny little girl to her capacity. I groaned 
into my little girls mouth, the taste of her blood was seductive, and 
empowering. I drove in deep forcing my cock down Sarah's throat, and 
I licked Amy's mouth, her teeth, her tongue, and her lips. The 
methodic thumping of Sarah's head against the box was perfectly timed 
with the shifting of Amy's body. The child wanted, and tried to 
scream, but couldn't get a sound out from around my mouth. Frank 
fucked the child deep and hard.

Sarah's hands pressed against my thighs. Her throat caressed my cock. 
It felt more than good. The child desperately tried to push me off of 
her. The breath tickled me as it was forced from her nose each time 
her head thumped against the box.

"Oh shit," I groaned into Amy's mouth. 

I lifted myself up and pressed my cock deeper into Sarah's mouth. I 
grabbed hold of her hair and, almost frantically, fucked the child's 
face milking every last drop of pleasure from her. My cock seemingly 
exploded into her mouth. It was almost unbelievable how many times my 
cock squirted the cum into her mouth. A copious amount filled the 
small child. I let go and rested a hand onto my stomach; it ached 
where the muscles had worked so hard. I watched as Sarah choked on my 
cum.

"Ahh-ahh," Frank intoned.

The man gave one last thrust, pushing himself deep into the child's 
underdeveloped womb before he released his cum. He gathered Amy into 
his arms and held the crying child close to him, so very tight to his 
body. Her head pressed hard into his chest. He rocked the small 
child, leaving his cock buried deep inside her body until, wet with 
cum, blood and the child's juices his, now limp, member slipped from 
her. "Oh my fucking god," breathed the man. 

I smiled. "I told you she was good," I said.

The man turned to Sarah. "Well little slut it looks like you've met 
your match," he laughed. Frank looked up at me. "So what do we do 
with them now?"

I grinned. "What the fuck do you think we brought all that stuff 
for?" I asked. "We hurt the little cunts."

My words had a visible affect on Franks cock, it jerked lifting a 
little. My own did much the same. I looked down at Sarah sat at my 
feet, she had a hand on her head rubbing the lump where it had 
smacked repeatedly into the box during the throat fuck. Tears 
streamed down her face and her body was coated in sweat. It looked 
very sexy. When she noticed my gaze was on her the child attempted to 
push further back against the box. "Oh please sir," she cried. "Don't 
hurt me."

I could never resist a plea like that; that is not to say I had 
changed my mind about hurting her. I leant over and took hold of the 
child under her arms and picked her up. I gave her a kiss on her cum 
smeared lips pressing my tongue deep inside her mouth. I could taste 
my cum on her, over the taste of the little girl herself. The 
cocktail was intoxicating. I pulled away and sat the child down on 
the box so that her arse was pressed against Amy's hip. "Now whore," 
I said. "You be a good girl and stay still while your Daddy and I get 
the stuff to hurt you."

Turning I followed Frank up the stairs and out of the Cellar. As we 
entered the garage to collect the things that we had stored there, he 
turned to me and asked. "Should we have left them in there alone?"

I shrugged. "The door is locked and there is no other way out. There 
are no windows down there." I said. "Besides if either of them have 
moved that just gives us an excuse for some really extreme pain."

Frank chuckled and plucked the two carrier-bags from the boot of the 
car. "Do we really need an excuse?" he asked. "They fucking deserve 
to suffer just for being in our company."

I nodded. "True," I said, "but I like excuses."

Frank shook his head and passed me the two, eight-foot dowel rods. He 
looked at the boards secured on the roof-rack. "Do we need those?" he 
asked.

I shook my head. "No lets just have some fun."

We carried the things back down into the cellar. I couldn't say that 
I was disappointed to see both Amy and Sarah, with a squeal, bound 
back down the stairs and into Amy's little room. "Stupid whores," I 
muttered.

Frank and I carefully carried the equipment into the cellar. Have you 
ever noticed the poor quality of the items you can buy in sex-shops? 
I don't mean dildo's and the like, but the S&M gear. Frank and I had 
looked around various shops and had found very little in there which 
would be of much use in causing some real pain to our children. Even 
the things that seemed useful, such as nipple clamps, we had realised 
that we could buy from a DIY store for half the price and far better 
at actually causing the pain we wanted them to.

So after some deliberation we had brought some things from the sex-
shops, dildo's, plugs, and vibrators; we also found one which sold 
some pretty good quality handcuffs. The equipment that we  were going 
to use to torture our toys would either be brought from hardware 
stores. Or made up from things brought from hardware stores. 

I looked up at the waste pipe, which stretched across the ceiling. "I 
wonder if that is strong enough to hold the two of them," I mused.

Frank glanced up. "Easily," he said.

I took one of the bags from Frank, and reached inside to take out the 
two pairs of stainless-steel handcuffs. "I'll take the little one," I 
joked.

Frank nodded. "So what are the rules."

"She's your daughter," I said. "Do what you fucking like."

Frank grinned, and we both headed towards Amy's room.

The two children were huddles in the corner, Sarah held onto little 
Amy almost defensively. The smaller girl had her face pressed against 
Sarah's chest, and was crying . "Don't let them hurt me," she moaned.

Sarah gave us a pleading look. Tears fell from the small girls eyes 
and she hugged onto Amy tighter. The girl screwed her eyes shut and 
pressed her face into Amy's golden hair. Almost as if she thought 
that if she didn't see us that we would go away. I liked that. 

Frank and I approached the cowering children, their smooth bodies 
coated in sweat were fantastic, and beautiful. It was all but 
impossible to resist the urge to hurt them. Right now, and for me it 
was impossible. I reached down to grab hold of Amy's hair. The girl 
screeched as I wrested her from Sarah's clutching arms.

"You fucking slut," I spat at my slave-slut.

"NO!" screamed Amy.

I struck the child across the jaw with the back of my hand knocking 
her into silence and then threw her against the wall. The child sunk 
to the ground. I stood over her and placed my foot into the centre of 
her belly and watched, with delight, as the child squirmed around. I 
spat onto her beautiful face. "You fucking bitch," I said.

Amy opened her mouth and screamed. She screamed constantly, and it 
was beautiful, the sound of angels. I took hold of my cock and aimed 
it at the child's wide open mouth, and let go of my bladder. The 
little girl sucked in her breath taking some of the piss down into 
her lungs. She began to cough. The way her little body wrenched under 
my foot was great. Fucking great. I felt better for releasing the 
piss.

"OOPH!"

I looked up at Sarah and nearly cringed as I watched her father 
pummel his fist into the child's stomach, he must have punched the 
girl at least five times. When he let go of her hair she slid to the 
floor and the man reached down with both hands to take the little 
girl around the neck. He squeezed her throat and lifted her up lifted 
her right off of her feet. The sound of Sarah choking and Amy 
coughing up my piss was almost too much to bear. I wished that this 
would never end. Or part of me did. The other part wished for me to 
go even harsher on the two girls that had landed in my lap. 

Sarah's face rapidly turned purple and Frank leant across to kiss her 
open mouth. She couldn't breath and was panicking. Her feet flailed 
about kicking at her father, but Frank didn't loosen his grip. He 
tightened it. Kissing a choking girl. It was fucking beautiful.

I almost forgot Amy under my foot as I watched the loving scene 
played out in font of me, the little girl, giving her father 
everything. Just to please him. Giving all to Daddy. Even her life. 
Just as it should be.

Frank dropped the child, and the world flooded back, a sweet sense of 
power swept over me, and a glance up at Frank told me that he shared 
it. Sarah gasped at his feet drawing in air. "That was close," I 
said.

Frank looked at me. "Like you said, fucking annoying not being able 
to do what you want with your toys."

"Well," I said. "Luckily I don't have that problem with Amy."

I could see the lust flare up in Franks eyes. "You have got to let me 
watch that," he said.

"Of course," I said. 

Frank rattled the handcuffs. "Shall we?" he asked.





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