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Family Vacation (M+/F+, M+/g, M+/M, Rape, Torture, NC)
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"Are you ready, Mr. Herman?" asked Commander Bill Parker of New
Hampshire Highway Patrol.
"I suppose so, " replied the middle-aged man lying in bed at Boston's
Mass General hospital.
"All right, but if you get tired or need to rest, just let us know.
Let's get started," said Cmdr. Parker reaching over to switch on the video
camera mounted on a tripod at the foot of Mr. Herman's bed.
"The date is Thursday, July 11, 2002 and it is 10:00AM. The subject is
an interview of Mr. Robert Herman whose family suffered aggravated assault
in the state of New Hampshire on July 4, 2002. Will each of the officers
present state their name and police affiliation beginning with you Ed."
Said Cmdr. Parker
"Edward C. Colton, Captain, Mass Highway Patrol"
"Bryan R. Little, Captain, New Hampshire Highway Patrol"
"Ron Sellers, FBI Special Task Force on Gang Related Crime"
"Terry R. Wade, FBI Special Agent in Charge, Manchester, New Hampshire"
"Commander William S. Parker, New Hampshire Highway Patrol. Let the
record show I will be leading the questioning"
"Mr. Herman, please begin by stating your full name, relationship, age,
and address, and the full name, relationship, and age of those family
members with you that day," said Cmdr. Parker.
"Robert Edward Herman, father, 41 years of age, 124 Highland Street,
Minneapolis, Minnesota 55401, Elaine Greer Herman, wife, 40 years, John
Robert Herman, son, 16 years, Pamela Greer Herman, daughter, 15 years,
Cathy Simpson Herman, daughter, 14 years, Melinda Scott Herman, daughter,
12 years, Cynthia Lois Herman, my niece, my brothers daughter, Cynthia is
13" said Mr. Herman.
"Sorry about these preliminaries. But can you state your profession and
that of your wife," said Cmdr. Parker.
"I'm the regional manager for nine ShopKo stores located in the greater
Minneapolis St. Paul area. I was promoted from District Manager last
year. My wife is the principal of the Carl Withers High School in the
Minneapolis Unified School District.
"Mr. Herman could you describe how you and your family came to be in
Lincoln, NH area on the date in question?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"It was our annual family vacation. I'd built up some vacation time and
needed to use it or lose it. The kids are really getting too old for a
family vacation but I decided we could all take this one last trip as a
family. In two years the oldest will be off at college. I packed up the
RV last week and left Minneapolis on Saturday morning. I took five days to
drive cross-country to New England. This is a part of the country we've
never visited and I wanted the children to see the historical sites, the US
Constitution, Lexington, Bunker Hill, places important to our nations
history. But first I thought we camp out in the White Mountains for a few
days and enjoy nature."
"How did you choose to search for a campsite in that area?" asked Cmdr.
Parker.
"I got off I-93 at the Lincoln exit because it was the last exit before
you entered the White Mountain National Forest. I thought there would be
campgrounds in the area. On my map, I saw there was a small lake near the
state highway that runs through Lincoln. I followed the highway for a
while. I saw a side road that lead in the direction of the lake and
decided to follow it. I drove a couple of miles thinking I would reach the
lake and we could camp."
"And what happened when you reached the lake?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"I had been hoping for a secluded spot with not a lot of folks around
but I found a large parking lot full of motorcycles and vans. I parked my
RV in front of what I took to be the main building and entered it."
"And your family entered the building with you?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"Yes, they wanted to stretch their legs and thought they could use the
facilities."
"Did you notice anything unusual about the place, anything that looking
back on it should have warned you to be careful?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"Well, just as were driving up, a motorcycle passed us with a naked girl
driving. I considered that more strange than threatening. And for that
matter, we were practically in the parking lot when I saw the girl. I had
a fleeting thought that we might have happened on a nudist camp"
"And you've never heard of a motorcycle club called 'Pagans' or the 'New
England Pagans'?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"No, I've heard of the Hell's Angels but I've never had any contact with
them. My brother and his wife belong to a motorcycle club in Minneapolis
called 'Gold Wings'; but they're decent law abiding people. My brother's
an accountant. They're flying in later today to see me. They're in a
panic about their daughter."
"So it never occurred to you that you had happened upon the annual
meeting of the Pagans Motorcycle Club?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"No, we were just tourists looking for a quiet place to camp and be
together as a family. What happened to us was totally unexpected."
"Mr. Herman, what occurred when you entered the building?" asked Cmdr.
Parker
"At first nothing, they seemed surprised, even a little startled, we
were there. One of them came up to me and said 'What's your business
here?' I said I was looking for a quiet place to camp. He laughed and said
we were welcome to camp with them. They sort of crowded around us as I
spoke with him. I sensed from the way the others acted that he was their
Leader."
"Could you describe the people in the building," asked Cmdr. Parker
"I'd say there were maybe twenty men and ten women. Most of the men
were seated around a large table discussing something. It looked like they
were having a meeting. There were papers on the table. They looked like
bikers on television, jeans, leather vests; most of them had tattoos. The
women mostly wore very short shorts with tank tops or leather bras. The
shorts were cut off jeans. Somehow I remember those types of shorts where
you can see someone's butt cheeks are called daisy dukes. I quickly
realized we had blundered into where we didn't belong."
"Anything particular cause you to think that" asked Cmdr. Parker
"Just the look on their faces when they saw us. Oh, yea, Elaine nudged
me to look across the room. One of the women was down on her knees giving
this fellow oral sex, right there, with thirty people in the room. You
could see it plain as day. The kids were staring at the two of them. The
oldest knew what was happening. Children are exposed to so much these
days. But my youngest, Melinda, comes right out and asked 'Are they doing
what I think, Momma?' Well Elaine, grabbed Melinda and Cynthia by the hand
and walks toward the door telling our other kids to come along."
"And what happened then?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"Some of the men blocked the door. I told the one I'd been talking to
that were didn't want any problems and we'd be on our way. I said I was
sorry we had interrupted their meeting."
"And how did he respond" asked Cmdr. Parker
"He said that this was a Pagan Motorcycle Club members only meeting and
that since we had come in that we would have to be initiated as honorary
Pagans before we could leave. I told him that wasn't necessary and we'd
just get going. I started walking toward the door. That's when they
grabbed us."
"Cmdr. Parker, for the record this is Ron Sellers, FBI, can I inform
Mr. Herman of what he and his family had unfortunately walked into?" asked
Ron
"Go ahead, Ron" said Cmdr. Parker
"Mr. Herman, the New England Pagans are an outlaw motorcycle gang or
club as they call themselves. Nationwide there are several thousand
members. The club engages in a number of illegal activities. Their major
source of income is the distribution and sale of drugs but they are also
engaged in prostitution, extortion, and pornography. The Pagans own
several legitimate businesses. By Pagan tradition they have an annual
meeting the first week in July to review the successes and failures of the
prior year and make plans for the next year. The location of the meeting
is changed each year and is considered top secret by the club's leaders.
Members aren't told the location until the very last minute. Except for
the secrecy, it's similar to what you would see in a major corporation
holding a corporate off site meeting to review its annual plan. However,
the Pagans do use the occasion for a wild orgy of sex, drugs, booze, and
general mayhem."
"Now because of what happened to your family we now know that this year
they leased land formerly operated as a summer camp for boys and girls.
The various buildings and facilities you observed were part of the camp's
infrastructure. Historically, Camp Sunshine had functioned for thirty
years in that locale. However, two years ago Camp Sunshine's parent
corporation went into receivership and the site was sold. The Pagans
leased the site for the summer."
"Someone leased the site to the Pagans?" asked Mr. Herman
"It was leased to Weatherspoon Recreational Corporation, which is a
dummy company established by the Pagans. The current owners thought they
were leasing the camp to a company interested in developing it as a family
recreational park."
"So Elaine and I and the kids just wandered into it, like lambs to the
slaughter," asked Mr. Herman
"I'm afraid so, you were in the wrong place at the wrong time," said Ron
Sellers
"Mr. Herman, please describe what happened next," said Cmdr. Parker
"The one I was talking to announced that the meeting was adjourned. He
also told one of his lieutenants to gather everyone by the lake for a
family initiation."
"He used the term 'family initiation,'" asked Cmdr Parker.
"Yes, I recall his exact words. My arms were pulled behind me and a
pair of handcuffs snapped on my wrists. Handcuffs just like the police
would use. Later I noticed that every pagan seemed to have a pair and
handcuffs and a pair of pliers attached to their belt. I struggled for a
moment and yelled at them to stop but there were way too many of them.
When things quieted down, all of us were handcuffed even Melinda and
Cynthia. Honestly, I was scared to death. How much detail do you want to
hear about what happened? It's not easy for a father and husband to talk
about what those animals did to Elaine and the girls and my son, John."
"I know it's a very painful topic. Everyone here is married and has
children and we all understand how difficult this must be. However, when
we catch the perpetrators and they stand trial, you will have to provide
all the details in a court of law. I guess what I'm saying is you might as
well get used to the idea of talking about it in public," said Cmdr,
Parker.
"I understand. Next thing I recall is one of the Pagan girls saying, 'I
want to party with these.' She had pulled Pam's top up and exposed her
breasts. Pam is like her mother, well endowed. Pam's a shy child and
somewhat embarrassed by the size of her breasts. The other students
started teasing her about them when she was in the ninth grade. The Pagan
girl had cupped Pam's breasts and was jiggling them then she reached down
and grabbed one of Pam's nipples in her mouth and pulled it out with her
teeth. Pam looked like she was about to die from the humiliation and
embarrassment of being exposed not only to her family but also to all the
rest of the people in the room. Pam let out a screech of pain and Elaine
in her school principal's voice yelled 'You bitch, leave my daughter
alone'."
"My wife is a very strong willed woman. You have to be to serve as
principal for a public high school these days. Her voice caused everything
to stop for a minute. Elaine can be very commanding when she wants to be.
However, this crowd was way past listening to a school principal for more
that five seconds. The Leader walked over to my wife. I can recall
exactly what was said.
"What's your name," he asked.
"Elaine, Elaine Herman,"
"And what do you do for a living, Elaine, besides raise this fine
family?"
"I'm a high school principal."
"That's such an important job to the community, educating young minds. I
was in love with my high school principal, Mrs. Creedmoor. She had a big
round butt and used to wear skirts that were a little tight. All the boys
used to dream about her butt. But I bet your students dream about your
tits. Your daughter took after you in that. What's her name?" asked the
leader who had positioned himself right in front of my wife."
"Her name is Pamela Herman,"
"Well, I sense you would prefer we look at your breasts and leave
Pamela's alone. They do look large and firm. Do you wear tight sweaters
in school to show them off? When its' cold, do your nipples get hard and
show through? Do they Elaine?"
"I conduct myself as a professional at all times."
"That's good to know. Pagans prefer educated professional women, don't
we?" said the Leader. Several of the group responded with things like
"Damn right we do" or "You tell her, Gene".
"He reached up and began to unbutton my wife's blouse. He didn't seem
to be in any hurry. Elaine stayed still when he did the first button but
when he opened the second button she spoke up.
"Stop it."
"Oh that voice brings back memories. I can just picture you standing
there in the hall, looking stern, telling some boy to get his hands off a
cheerleader's butt. Maybe wishing his hand was stroking your tits
instead." The leader undid the third button and pulled my wife's blouse out
of the waistband of her shorts. Elaine was standing there with her blouse
open and her bra showing. The room was absolutely still. No one was
saying a word. The leader reached down to his belt and came up with a
pocketknife, one of those where the blade just flips out.
"Don't move, I wouldn't want to cut you." He slipped the blade under the
front of her bra, pulled slightly and sliced her bra open. He was standing
so close all we could see was the leader standing directly in front of
Elaine.
"They are nice. I bet you're proud of them," said the Leader
"He stopped for a moment. He seemed to be admiring Elaine's breasts.
Then you could see that he was reaching up and must have put his hands on
her breast because Elaine spit in his face. Everyone sort of gasped."
"Wrong move, and you were doing so well. Now, you've gone and shown
disrespect for the leader of this august organization of cyclists and done
it in a highly public fashion. That's something that cannot go
unpunished." He wiped a gob of spit that was dangling from the tip of his
nose then stepped back leaving Elaine standing there with one breast
exposed. He turned around to the group and spoke to the women.
"Virginia, Doris, Rhonda, Go get your party gear. I want you three to
teach Elaine to respect the Pagans, especially the leader of the club.
Everyone take a seat and relax."
"There was an area in the building where there were couches and arm
chairs already placed in a semi-circle facing a large stone fireplace in
the back wall of the building. I suppose the building was what you would
call the main lodge. They took us over to the couch and shoved all five of
us down together. One of the men brought out a thin mattress and threw it
on the floor at our feet. Elaine and the three women were standing there.
One of the women comes back lugging two large molded plastic suitcases. I
own one very similar. They were three suitor Pullman cases. As soon as
everyone was settled, they brought Elaine over to the center of the circle.
" Said Mr. Herman
"Get started," said the Leader
"The one called Virginia slammed her fist into Elaine's mid section. I
tried to stand up but the man behind me jerked me back into my seat and put
his hand on my shoulders to hold me there. Virginia straightened Elaine up
by pulling her hair and Doris who had muscular arms like a body builder
slammed her fist into Elaine's midsection. They held Elaine erect with her
arms behind her back while Doris worked over her ribs and abdomen like
Elaine was a punching bag. Elaine started screaming and finally fell down
on the floor begging them to stop. Then Doris stood Elaine up once again
by her hair and Rhonda buried her fist in my wife's abdomen. Rhonda took
over from Doris and she worked up and down Elaine's body with her fists."
"Those three women beat my wife senseless. They slapped her too and
there was a trickle of blood coming from her nose. Finally, they ran out
of energy and Elaine was left on her knees trying to puke and gasp for air.
Virginia seemed to be in charge of the other two."
"Let's get her clothes off," said Virginia as she unlocked the handcuffs
while Elaine was still kneeling on the floor attempting to recover from all
the punches. They pulled her blouse off and the two halves of her bra then
unsnapped her shorts and pulled them off. Very quickly, they pulled her
panties down then her sneakers and socks. My wife is a very modest person.
I can only imagine how she felt being stripped naked in front of her family
including her sixteen-year-old son and the thirty odd people in the room.
Elaine was keeling down holding her stomach. Her body was just inches from
our feet. She looked over at us and you could see in her eyes how much
pain she was in. Her look was a plea for help but there wasn't a damn
thing I could do about it," Said Mr. Herman starting to cry.
"Mr. Herman, You want to take a break?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"No, I want to get this over with. Maybe I can tell you something that
will help you find them," Said Mr. Herman getting himself under control.
"All right, but anytime, you feel you need to stop for a while, just let
us know." Said Cmdr. Parker
"I guess we were all making too much noise. It was kind of like bedlam.
The girls were crying and John was yelling," you bastards leave my Mother
alone." Pam kept repeating, "let us go, let us go."
"Quiet them down, Jake," said the Leader.
"All the girls were balling and calling for them to leave their mother
alone. This really big biker the one called Jake, built like an NFL
lineman grabbed Pam who was making most of the noise and said, "You either
be quiet or I'm going to make sure you can't make any noise."
"You heard Jake, either shut up or I'll have Jake get a board and we
start nailing tongues to it, make your choice," said the Leader.
"Everyone got quiet except Pam who had just lost it. She made more
noise not less. I told her to shut up and be quiet. If my hands weren't
cuffed behind my back, I would have slapped her or thrown a glass of water
in her face. Pam was hysterical."
The big guy, Jake, went over to the fireplace and grabbed a piece of
wood. From somewhere he came up with a hammer and nail. One guy grabbed
Pam's head and held it while they forced her mouth open by putting his
fingers in her nostrils and pulling her head back. Another Pagan reached
in her mouth and grabbed her tongue with a pair of forceps and pulled it
further out than I thought a tongue could reach. They held the board under
her tongue while Jake positioned the nail and then hammered it right
through the center of Pam's tongue and into the board. He drove in a
second nail. Blood spurted all over Pam's face when the nails went in.
Thank God, Pam fainted. He left her sitting there with the wood handing
from her tongue and a trickle of blood dribbling down her front. It was so
barbaric that it wasn't something you expected to happen in a civilized
nation, maybe Africa, but not the United States. They had done it so
quickly it made me think Pam's wasn't the first tongue they had driven a
nail through." Said Mr. Herman
"Nailing tongues is a type of a signature for the Pagans. People they
suspect of talking to the police about them have their tongue nailed. In
some cases, they cut the tongues out." Said Ron Sellers.
"I was too stunned to move. It was such a cruel and savage thing to do
to a fifteen-year-old girl. Everything got quiet when that hammer first
struck the nail head. I think we couldn't believe what was happening to
us. The kids were in shock. After that, it was quiet enough for them to
start working on Elaine again."
"Anyone else want to make noise?" asked the Leader.
"We were afraid to move, let alone make noise. Even Melinda and Cynthia
shut up." Said Mr. Herman
"Terrorizing is something the Pagans specialize in. Your family's
reaction is perfectly understandable given the circumstances," said Ron.
"Let's see where was I? Now that the situation was quiet, the three
women resumed working on Elaine. Virginia pulled Elaine to her knees by
her hair then held her arms behind her back so Doris and Rhonda could punch
my wife's breasts. Doris hit Elaine once in each breast with her fist. My
wife screamed in pain. Doris was wearing some kind of ring and you could
see where it cut the skin and Elaine was bleeding below her nipple. They
kept hitting her in her breasts. You could see the bruises starting to
appear. While Doris and Rhonda were beating my wife, Virginia stripped out
of her own clothes. Virginia was a tall woman who looked part American
Indian. She had coal black hair and very high cheekbones. She had tattoos
on her back and stomach and there were butterflies tattooed on each breast.
There was a coiled snake tattoo covering her pubic area"
"Rhonda took two pairs of pliers out of one of the cases, handed one to
Doris. Each of them grabbed one of Elaine's nipples with pliers and
squeezed causing Elaine to scream in pain. My wife has large beautiful
breasts. There must have been an element of envy in what the Pagan women
did to her. They drug Elaine around the room pulling her by her nipples.
She was screaming and pleading with them to stop. After a while, they
stopped right in front of the couch. Virginia began to talk to Elaine."
"Ever eat pussy?" Virginia asked
"No," cried Elaine her nipples being crushed by the pliers.
"You want to eat mine or you want them to rip your nipples off and throw
them in the lake?"
"Eat yours," responded Elaine through clinched teeth.
"My wife had no choice. She was in terrible pain."
"Oh, give me a complete sentence school teacher," demanded Virginia
signaling Doris and Rhonda to apply more pressure with the pliers. Elaine
screamed some more.
"I can't stand this. You're killing me. I want to eat your pussy,
anything, please just tell them to stop," replied Elaine.
"I could see the skin of her nipples sandwiched between those pliers.
They were flattened like a slice of cheese and there was blood oozing out
from where the gripers were tearing her flesh. They dropped Elaine to the
floor on her back and Virginia straddled her face. You could tell by the
look on Virginia's face that she was enjoying degrading my wife. "
"Start licking. Get your tongue in there. I've fucked several Pagans
this morning and there's plenty of spooge for you to lick out," said
Virginia to Elaine.
"It was quiet. We were too scared to do anything but watch. One of
them came over to Pam and held a little bottle under her nose. They called
those bottles 'poppers'. Later when I used them on me I realized it was
amyl nitrate what they used to call 'smelling salts' in the old days. All
afternoon they used "poppers" to bring us around if we passed out from
pain.
"Pam jerked her head awake causing the wood to swing around and hit her
sister in the nose. Pam started to panic when she looked down and saw two
nails driven through her tongue. She began to make little screeching
sounds. That bought Jake over to threaten her. He pulled Pam to her feet,
pulled her tank top up, grabbed her nipples and actually lifted her off the
ground by them. Then he spoke to her."
"If you don't be quiet, I'm going to take you over to that fireplace and
nail your tits to the mantle and leave you hanging there by them."
"Pam must have signified she would be quiet because Jake dropped her
back down on the couch. After that, Pam didn't make a sound."
"The only sound in the room was Elaine's tongue licking between
Virginia's thighs. Virginia got this look on her face like she was really
enjoying it."
"Oh, she's so good at it. Do you know girls know what a good pussy
eater your Momma is? Do you all get together when Daddy's at work and eat
each other's pussy like my Momma and sister's did?" Virginia directed the
question to my daughters.
"Please don't hurt my Momma any more," said Melinda.
"I'm not hurting her. Your momma loves to eat Pagan pussy. Hear her
down there munching my rug?"
"I don't want you to hurt her any more but if that's not hurting her,
it's okay," said Melinda
"Aren't you a sweet little thing? What's your name, honey?" asked
Virginia.
"Melinda Herman," responded my daughter.
"Tell me, Melinda, do you like it when your Momma eats your pussy?"
asked Virginia.
"No, yes, I don't know," replied Melinda confused by the question
"That was a trick question wasn't it? You come over hear and you can
find out." Said Virginia reaching over to pull Melinda up off the couch.
One of the Pagans removed Melinda's handcuffs.
"Leave her alone," I yelled and tried to get up but was yanked down hard
and the guy behind me cracked me across the back of my head with something
hard. I saw stars for a minute but I managed to stay conscious.
"Jake, if he makes any more noise, nail his tongue down," said the
Leader
"Here let's slide these down, and these panties too, you can get naked
like your Momma and me. I've got a daughter about your age and I don't
make her wear panties, her name's Dixie, you know why I call her that?"
said Virginia as she pulled Melinda's shorts and then panties off.
"No, why do you call her Dixie," responded Melinda.
"I went on a run with the club down to Virginia Beach, Virginia, that a
part of the country called Dixie. We partied there with Pagans from all
over Dixie and I just fucked everyone there for three straight days. Oh
did I get a lot of cock. When I got back, I found out I was pregnant and
since I had no idea who the father was, I called my little girl baby
Dixie," said Virginia.
"Where is Dixie?" asked Melinda
"She lives in Lynn, Massachusetts with my Momma. Does it feel good when
I rub this?" asked Virginia who had slipped her fingers between Melinda's
legs. She was massaging Melinda's privates as she pulled Melinda's top
off.
"That's not nice," said Melinda
"But it feels good," said Virginia
"Yes, I'm starting to get wet."
"These are nice. Pretty soon they'll be big like your Momma's, then all
the boys will want to suck on your nipples, you'll like that won't you?"
said Virginia as she leaned forward and kissed Melinda's nipples.
"Do you touch yourself down there?" asked Virginia as she put her hand
between Melinda's legs.
"Sometimes, after school, the girls call it getting yourself off, I like
to play with myself," answered Melinda.
"Show me how you do it," said Virginia to Melinda. Melinda put her
fingers in her mouth to wet them and them started rubbing between her legs.
"How about your sisters, do you let them touch you?" asked Virginia.
"Not with my sister but with my cousin, Cindy, she's there," said
Melinda pointing to her cousin on the couch.
"How about your daddy and your brother? Has daddy played with your
little pussy?" asked Virginia.
"No, but I saw John licking Pam down there just like my Mommy is doing
to you. He was licking between her legs and she was moaning and saying how
good it felt. Pam and John were in the garage and they didn't know that
Cindy and I were watching. Later, he put his thing in her, She really
liked that," said Melinda.
"I looked over at my daughter and son but both refused to look in my
direction. Finding that out was just one more terrible thing in the worst
day of my life. I guess it's natural for a young man like John who has
beautiful sisters to be sexually interested in them. But honestly until
Melinda said that, I had no idea John was doing things with his sisters."
"John is your brother there on the couch and Pam is the one that Jake
had to quiet down." Asked Virginia
"Yes."
"Has John touched you like I'm touching you?"
"Yes, and he likes me to touch his thing. He let's Cindy play with his
thing. It starts out soft then it gets hard and finally this white stuff
called sperm shoots out. He wants Cindy to put it in her mouth," said
Melinda pointing toward her cousin Cynthia.
"Has Cindy put John's cock in her mouth?" asked Virginia as she rode my
wife's face. You could tell Virginia was starting to get really turned on
by Elaine.
"Not yet, but she said she would when we camped out by the lake, I was
going to do it too if they let me," said Melinda
"Mr. Herman, it sounds like your oldest boy been having some fun with
his sisters and cousin. How about you, you ever think of taking Pamela off
somewhere and sliding your cock in that tight teen-age cunt. You know
you've at least thought of it," asked the Leader.
"Never," I replied.
"I was still too stunned at what Melinda said about John to reply much
more than that. I had no reason to believe that John was doing anything
sexual with his sisters or cousin. My brother's wife has raised Cynthia
without the type of strict moral guidance that Elaine and I provided our
children. My wife had cautioned me that Cynthia was a bad influence on
Melinda and Elaine didn't want to bring Cynthia along on our trip but my
brother wanted her to go and I insisted that we bring her alone. Now, I
have to explain to my brother what happened to his daughter. Of course
those are my thoughts today, given our circumstances at the time, there was
nothing to do but ignore what the children had been doing. I wasn't in a
position to deliver a lecture."
"John, don't look so worried about your Daddy whipping your ass for
screwing your sisters. I had two sisters and I've fucked both of them. My
daddy and I used to fuck them while Momma watched. Tell me John, have you
seen your Mother naked before today?" asked the Leader.
"I watched her and dad in bed a couple of times, I used my remote
computer camera" said John
"So you watched your dad screwing your Mom using one of those spy cams,
neat?" asked the Leader.
"They do anything that surprise you?" asked the Leader.
"Mom really loves to suck his cock. She sucks him off and swallows it,"
said John.
"So Mom likes to take the load. Did you hear that Elaine? Asked the
Leader.
"My wife made some sound but you couldn't make it out with Virginia's
pussy covering her mouth."
"Keep licking, Mrs. Herman, don't stop for one minute," interjected
Virginia who was sucking Melinda's nipples and ridding Elaine's face.
"How is Mrs. Herman as a pussy eater?" asked the Leader.
"Mrs. Herman's got an experienced tongue. I bet she's done some muff
diving before," responded Virginia who performed a wave motion with her
butt over Elaine's face.
"Back to you, John, you get a hard on watching your parents," asked the
Leader.
"Yes, I guess so," responded John
"So your Momma likes to suck your dad's cock?" asked the Leader
"Yes, she gives him head," answered John.
"Ever wish it was your dick she was sucking?" asked the Leader
"Yes, sometimes," responded John.
"Virginia, let John get on top of Mrs. Herman. You and the little girl
help John get off," said the Leader.
"Virginia got up off Elaine's face. Jake pulled John off the couch,
handling him like he was practically weightless. He positioned John on all
fours with is cock right over Elaine's face. But Elaine closed her mouth,
refusing to take John's cock between her lips. Elaine's resistance only
lasted for a minute. Virginia grabbed Elaine's big toe with pliers and
squeezed. Elaine howled in pain."
"You better get to sucking John's cock or forget about every wearing
open toe shoes, Mrs. Herman," said Virginia.
"Elaine opened her mouth and began sucking John's cock. Elaine's mind
must have been in turmoil. I can think of nothing more degrading or soul
shattering for my wife than the idea of sex with her own children."
"Watch me, Melinda, I'm going to help your brother dump a load of spooge
I your mother's mouth," said Virginia as she spread John's butt cheeks and
began to lick his butt hole.
"Here, you give it a try," said Virginia indicating that Melinda should
take over licking John's asshole. Melinda gave it a little lick. Virginia
put her hand on the back of Melinda's head and pushed her face further
between John's cheeks."
"Just put your mouth around your brother's asshole and suck and lick it;
then push your tongue in there and wiggle it," said Virginia. Melinda was
too scared to do anything but act as she was told. In less than two
minutes, John climaxed in Elaine's mouth.
"Swallow it, Mrs. Herman," said Virginia and you could see Elaine's
throat move as she swallowed John's sperm.
"Good job, John, nothing better than shooting your load down your
mother's throat. I remember the first time my brothers and I tied up our
Mom and fucked her," said the Leader.
"Tina, come over here and take care of John, he deserves a little
reward," said the Leader.
"A young girl who I suppose was Tina, seated across the semi-circle
stood up and walked over to the couch, knelt down in front of my son,
pulled his shorts and briefs back down and started sucking his penis. She
did it without a moment's hesitation, right there with his sisters seated
on both sides of him. These people had no sense of shame or decency. The
women and men could perform the most personal and private of sexual acts
right out in the open while everyone watched."
"Mr. Herman, allow me interject once more. Pagan women go through an
initiation ceremony where they have public sexual intercourse with dozens,
perhaps hundreds of club members including other women. There's a
considerable amount of lesbian sex and even sex with animals for Pagan
women. If a female wants to join the Pagans, she has to leave any sexual
inhibitions behind. Just as a starter, they will take a new girl to a food
court in a major mall and make her get under the table and perform oral sex
while everyone watches." Said Ron Sellers.
"The mall security allows them to do that?" asked Mr. Herman
"Shopping mall security personnel are not trained to deal with groups
like the Pagans. The bottom line is that they are afraid to confront
motorcycle gangs," said Ron Sellers.
"Let's move on," said Cmdr. Parker.
"John is a young boy and in spite of the threatening circumstances and
having just climaxed in Elaine's mouth, Tina quickly made him erect with
her mouth. Then she got up on the couch facing John. She sat down as she
slipped his cock into her pussy. She exposed her breasts. She rode his
cock up and down while she held his head against her breast and he sucked
her nipples. She tongue kissed him. Finally he climaxed again. After
that she went back and sat down like it was no big deal," said Mr. Herman.
"While Tina was sucking John's cock, Virginia made Melinda replace John
by squatting over her Mother's face for oral sex. My wife was too
terrified to do anything but start to lick Melinda's privates."
"Feels good, doesn't it, Melinda?" asked Virginia
"Yes, it does," said Melinda
"Now you use your fingers and play with yourself down there and see if
you can get off, Melinda, just close your eyes and concentrate," said
Virginia.
"Melinda started running her little finger in her slit as you could hear
Elaine' tongue working up and down Melinda's pussy. Virginia leaned
forward and started to lick and kiss Melinda' breasts. After a few
minutes, Melinda experienced an orgasm."
"Now that felt great, didn't it," asked Virginia
"Yes, it felt good, can I do Mommy now?" asked Melinda
"Maybe later, that was really something, Melinda the way you just got
yourself off, you could be a Pagan girl, would you like that?" asked
Virginia
"If Mommy says its okay," responded Melinda.
"I'm sure she'll agree. This afternoon you'll be initiated as an
official Pagan slut. Now, you get back on the couch, your Mommy and I
aren't through," said Virginia helping Melinda to stand up and sit back
down beside me.
"You just ate your daughter out, Elaine, you know what that makes you?"
asked Virginia
"You forced me," replied Elaine
"Forced or not, it makes you a Pagan mother, you should see my little
Dixie eat pussy, we'll make sure Melinda knows how before the initiation is
over," said Virginia.
"Muff diving is not exactly retribution. You three make an example of
Mrs. Herman for spitting on me," said the Leader.
"I had hoped they were done with us and might even let us go. But it
was only the beginning. I just wish Elaine had shown more control that
day. I just new hat her spitting on their Leader was a serious mistake."
"The whole Pagan psyche is to instill fear in normal citizens. Any
reaction that shows a lack of fear is strongly punished. However, even if
your wife had not spit at their Leader, your entire family would have been
sexually abused," said Ron Sellers.
"Well, now we still have to punish you for showing disrespect to the
Pagans," said Virginia.
"Rhonda, Get some rope out and throw it over that chandelier," said
Virginia.
"Rhonda took four heavy ropes and one that was lighter and started to
throw one end over the wagon wheel chandelier that hung directly above the
center of our circle. It was at least a twenty-foot ceiling and I'd day
the chandelier was at least ten feet off he ground. It took a couple of
tries but soon there were five pieces of rope hanging down from the wagon
wheel above."
"Take my place, Doris," directed Virginia as she got up off my wife's
face.
"Stop it, please, anything else, leave me alone," begged Elaine.
"Elaine's face glistened from the contents of Virginia's genitals.
Doris was a chubby girl with a big butt. She reached back and spread her
butt cheeks as she say down on Elaine's face."
"Clean my asshole. I had to take a big shit this morning after Little
Bill and Big Tony fucked me in the ass and there was no paper in the ladies
room" demanded Doris
"You could hear Elaine's tongue working in Doris butt crack. It was
disgusting. After a few minutes, Doris got off Elaine and Rhonda replaced
her. In less than fifteen minutes, they had forced my wife to perform oral
sex on four women and John. My wife's lips and nose were smeared with
Doris's shit."
"Oh, this woman knows how to work a snatch. That's right, Elaine. Keep
sucking the juice out of my twat, when it's clean, you can do my asshole.
Jake put his load in there right before you arrived." Said Rhonda who
started moaning when Elaine's tongue began licking her pussy.
"That's right, get your tongue in there and move it around, suck the cum
and shit right out of my butt, miss school principal, oh, she's good, she
really knows how to suck asshole," said Rhonda as she grinded her rear over
Elaine's face.
"My wife is a strong willed woman with the instincts of a survivor.
Before that moment, I'm sure she never touched another woman. When she
first got a job with the school system, one of her fellow teachers was a
lesbian and she tried to get Elaine to come over to her apartment but
Elaine was having none of that and told her that to her face. But in this
case, neither Elaine nor any of us had any choice but do what the Pagans
wanted. We all were forced to do things that day we would never have done
in normal circumstances."
"Mr. Herman, we all know that making normal folk perform in a sexually
perverted fashion is part and parcel of being a Pagan. No one is going to
blame you or any member of your family for anything you did that day no
matter how sexually aberrant it was. Be assured of that." Said Cmdr.
Parker.
"Mr. Herman, there have been numerous instances where Pagans have
sexually debauched family members in front of one another. Mothers forced
to have sex with sons and fathers with daughters. I have a large file of
encounters between families like yours and outlaw motorcycle clubs.
Regrettably, most experiences are similar to yours. It's in the nature of
the outlaw biker to enjoy degrading and humiliating others especially
families. The Pagans look at standards of decency and ordinary human
behavior as something to be despised and openly challenged," said Ron
Sellers.
"Thank you. I just need everybody to understand that my family is not
that way. I don't mean that we're better than anybody. We're just normal
people with normal desires."
"Understood, Mr. Herman, now what happened next," asked Cmdr. Parker.
"Virginia buckled leather cuffs around Elaine's wrists and ankles. Then
she tied the end of the ropes that dangled from the chandelier to the metal
loops in the cuffs. Elaine had medium length hair and she was wearing it
in a ponytail that morning. Virginia took something out of one of those
suitcases that I could only describe as a small vise clamp. She threaded
Elaine's ponytail through the clamp then slowly tightened it until Elaine's
hair was firmly clamped and stretch back from her skull. Then she attached
the smallest of the five ropes to the clamp. I knew they were going to do
something awful to her."
"Turn her on her stomach, we're going to do a reverse," directed
Virginia as the rolled Elaine over on her stomach.
"Four of the Pagan men grabbed ends of the rope and hoisted Elaine up to
where she was maybe six feet off the floor. Then Virginia pulled the rope
attached to Elaine's hair to the point that Elaine's head was stretched up
toward the ceiling. It had to be an awful painful position. I was afraid
it would break her neck. You could see the tendons in the throat and neck
standing out. Her front was facing downward toward the floor. I think
they referred to that as a reverse suspension. You arms and legs are
pulled backward and straight upward. The pain in her joints must have been
intense because she started begging them to let her down. Elaine was
spread out, totally naked and she looked like her arms were being
dislocated. Her breasts were hanging straight down. Several of the Pagans
reached up and pinched her nipples hard enough to make Elaine cry out and
beg them to stop. I really became afraid for my wife when Virginia took
three bullwhips from one of the cases. She gave one to Rhonda, one to
Doris and kept one. She spoke to the leader.
How far, unconscious, insane, dead?" asked Virginia
"I'll tell you when to stop?" replied the Leader.
"With that, the three women positioned themselves around my wife and
started limbering up their whip arms. One on each side with Virginia
situated where she would be whipping up and between Elaine's legs. You
could hear the whirring noise as the whips cut the air. Virginia landed
the first blow on Elaine's butt. My poor wife let out an inhuman cry of
pain. She twisted and cried out, 'Oh, God, have mercy, please stop, I
can't stand the pain.' "
"It's like she's dancing in the air," said Jake. The wagon wheel
chandelier was suspended from the ceiling by chains so there was slack and
of course the ropes were twisting. Between Elaine jerking from the pain
and the force of the whips along with the rope suspension, Elaine was
rotating a short distance in one direction then back. All the while, my
wife was screaming. Each time a whip landed on her skin, it left a large
red whelp. When the whip landed where there was already a whelp, it cut
her skin and blood started to flow."
"Rhonda and Doris concentrated on Elaine's breasts that were hanging
straight down toward the floor. They were well practiced with those whips
because you could see the tip of the whip land on the side of Elaine's
breast. There would be an indentation where the whip landed, the breast
would jerk in reaction and Elaine would scream."
"It ripped my heart out to hear her scream like that. I'll dream about
poor Elaine's whipping for the rest of my life. Virginia concentrated on
Elaine's butt and vagina. A couple of times, Virginia must have landed it
right on Elaine's most sensitive female parts because Elaine would contort
her body then you could see the muscles and tendons stand out in her face
and neck and a long wail of agony would come out of her throat."
"Doris and Rhonda joined in and the blows were practically continuous.
After maybe ten minutes of incredible agony, Elaine passed out. The whips
landed but she wasn't making a sound."
"Bring her around, then give her more," said the Leader.
"Virginia took a small bottle out of the case, held it to Elaine's nose,
Elaine jerked awake, she was sobbing and begging them to stop, the whipping
started again, I tried to get up and stop it but the Pagan behind me jerked
me down again. This time Elaine stayed awake for a long time. Blood
really started to flow off her back and legs. Doris and Rhonda kept
landing blows on her breasts that were hanging straight toward the floor.
You could see little specs of blood on the floor. Finally, Elaine passed
out again."
"Wake her up," said the Leader
"Virginia used the bottle to bring Elaine around."
"Any more will probably kill her," remarked Virginia.
"Whippings over, get me a candle," said the Leader.
"Elaine was hanging there moaning as the Leader took a burning candle
from Virginia. He walked over under her and passed the candle flame slowly
over her breast. Elaine tried to jerk away but he moved the flame and she
started screaming."
"Virginia, clamp her nipples and put some weights on them," said the
Leader.
"You couldn't just let us fuck you, you had to put us in our place with
a little spit, well there's a price to be paid for doing that, it's going
to cost you your nipples," said the Leader.
"Virginia pulled Elaine's nipples out with a pair of needle nose pliers.
She attached a screw clamp to the very end of the tissue. Then she added
some fishing weights to the clamp and Elaine's nipples stretched out to
where they were two or three inches long. The clamps were causing Elaine
terrible pain. Elaine kept begging 'help me, help me' but they didn't
care."
"Make sure she doesn't pass out," said the Leader. Virginia positioned
herself under Elaine's head with a fresh bottle of what I think was amyl
nitrate or poppers. Next that bastard took that candle and burned Elaine's
nipples off. He held the flame on the flesh at the areola and he kept it
there until the clamp and nipple fell to the ground. Elaine never quit
crying and begging and screaming but he had no mercy on her. All of a
sudden there was a clunk and the first clamp fell to the floor with
Elaine's nipple still in the clamp. A moment later the other clamp fell on
the floor. He kept the flame on the areola until it turned black. I guess
that kept her from bleeding."
"Little spit cost you your nipples, sweetheart," said the Leader.
"Okay, get her down and let's get everyone over to the amphitheatre for
the initiation, put her on one of the picnic table and let them get started
with her" Said the Leader.
"The Leader pulled me to my feet and asked me."
"You ever done anything queer?"
"No, I never."
"Well, we're about to expand your life experiences," said the Leader.
"Next, the big biker named Jake stepped up to Pamela."
"I'll take those nails out if you'll be quiet," Jake asked.
"Pamela shook her head yes. Even shaking her head must have been
painful with a piece of wood nailed to your tongue."
"Even if I grab your tits?" asked Jake as he slipped his giant hands
under Pam's top and felt her breasts. Pam kept her cool and nodded yes.
Jake used pliers to remove the nail. Pam twisted her face in pain but
managed to stay quiet. They pulled her and the rest of us to our feet and
we marched out of there.
"They pushed us out the door and walked us down a path toward the lake.
Elaine couldn't walk so they loaded her on the back of an electric cart
driven by the Leader. Her breasts were charred black in front and she was
bleeding from dozens of whip cuts. There were whelps all over her back and
front. I heard crowd noise as we approached the lake. In the distance I
saw a wooden stage and there was a hillside in front of it. When I got
closer, I realized that someone had terraced a hillside to create seating
facing the stage with the lake behind it. The result was a small
amphitheatre. Now that you tell me it was a campground, I understand the
place better. There was a crowd of bikers seated on the terraces."
"They were a noisy bunch. Most of them were drinking beer. Some of the
women were naked or at the least running around with their breasts exposed.
Some were engaged in sexual acts. As we approached the stage, there was a
young girl having sex with three men at the same time, right on top of
these picnic tables to the left of the stage."
"When we reach the picnic tables, the Leader turns to the girls dragging
Elaine and said.
"Chain her up on a table and tells the boys to have a picnic."
"We stopped for a moment. They put a handcuff on one of Elaine's wrists
and the other cuff onto a leg of the picnic table. The cuff had a chain of
two or three feet so they could move Elaine around. They placed Elaine
right on top of the table. I thought maybe they were going to let her rest
but I was wrong. The leader spoke to Elaine."
"I suspect you've never pulled a train so let me explain how it works.
You're going to be on top of this table for the next day or so. Any Pagan,
including the girls, that wants a piece of you can hop up here and get it.
Your mouth, pussy, and asshole are going to be very busy. Maybe next time,
you meet a Pagan, you'll show more respect," said the Leader.
"Virginia said something to a group of bikers standing nearby. There
were maybe eight of them. I heard one of them say, "I'm going first." The
next things I know he had gotten up on the table between Elaine's legs and
was getting ready to rape my wife. One biker on each side held Elaine's
leg stretched out wide as this fellow worked his penis into Elaine. Her
legs were so wide spread I thought they had dislocated her hip socket. I
heard Elaine gasp and start to sob when she realized what was happening to
her. I heard her grunt when he entered her. Then I heard him speak to the
other Pagans waiting their turn.
"Nice and tight but I'll loosen her up for you, boys," he said as he
started to have pump his cock into her. I was amazed he found my bloody,
practically comatose wife with two charred breasts attractive but he went
at her like she was a movie star.
"They took us up on stage. We were all still handcuffed. They took
everyone to the back of the stage except me. They unlocked my cuffs.
There was a man there with a microphone. He sort of emceed the whole
initiation as they called it. He whispered, "get naked" to me and I was
too scared to do anything but undress right there in front of all those
people. As soon as I was naked, he took me right out to the front of the
stage and used the microphone to yell 'Shut the fuck up." The crowd did
quiet down. I looked over to the left to see that that fellow was still
raping Elaine but now there were more men standing around that picnic table
waiting their turn with her."
"Next, with me standing there buck naked, he asked me some questions."
"What's your name sir?"
"Robert, Robert Herman," I replied
"And where do you live?"
"Minneapolis, Minnesota"
"Bob, what's your profession?" he asked
"Regional manager for ShopKo," I replied. It was weird. The audience
was being quiet, acting interested.
"And why, Bob, do you and your family want to join the Pagans?" he asked
"I don't know" was all I could think to reply. I wanted to say, "let me
and my family go, you trash, but they probably would have killed me, I just
said, "I don't know."
"Good answer, Bob, we're going to start your initiation right now. Can
I have two women from the audience come up on stage?"
"Two women in the front row came up on stage. They were both giggling.
One was only wearing a pair of motorcycle boots and the other boots and a
leather skirt. They had lots of tattoos. The naked one was chubby and to
be honest unattractive but the other was slender and a pretty girl in a
hard sort of way. As they came up on stage, the announcer picked up one of
my shoes and pulled the lace out. He handed it to one of the girls and
said "Get him hard and tie him off."
"Just stand there. Don't move unless you want us to cut your balls
off," said the Announcer.
"The girls dropped to their knees and started to suck my penis. One
would do my balls while the other sucked my cock then they would switch
off. In a few minutes and in spite of the circumstances, I got an erection.
They were very expert at giving a blowjob. I glanced out in the audience
and just about every one of the Pagan women was doing something sexual with
at least one of the males."
"Another minute or two I was getting ready to have an orgasm. One of
the girls was sucking on the very tip of my cock when I noticed the other
wrapping my shoelace around my balls and the base of my cock. Just when I
was about to cum, she jerked the shoelace tight to cut me off. Man did
that hurt. I thought my nuts were going to explode. My balls turned
purple. She tied a knot in the shoelace. The other girl kept sucking me.
I wanted to cum but couldn't. It was painful as hell. I was standing
there with an erection as big as I've ever had in my life and I felt like
my balls were going to burst."
"The girls returned to their seats. I saw both of them kissing men and
other women in the front row. I guess the idea was to kiss others while
they could still taste my cock on their lips. Those people are sexually
demented."
"Mr. Herman, the Pagans, like the other outlaw clubs such as the Hells
Angels, the Black Angels, etc, engage in sexual practices intended to
differentiate themselves from the mainstream of society. Outrageous
behavior of a sexual nature is their norm. Wives and girlfriends and in
many cases female offspring who've reached their teens are expected to be
openly promiscuous, able to engage in any type of sex with males or
females. There's also no prejudice against homosexual behavior of any kind.
Although there is a very vicious outlaw club that caters exclusively to gay
males and there is even an exclusively lesbian biker club. The bottom line
is that any type of sexual behavior is pretty much okay with the Pagans."
Said Ron Sellers.
"I certainly witnessed enough that day to agree with you. The next part
is difficult for me to talk about. They brought a big burly biker up on
stage, pushed me to my knees and told me to give him a blowjob. I was too
scared not to try. I got down on my knees, unzipped his jeans and took his
cock out. I must say those people do not bathe often. He smelled rank.
But I started to provide him oral sex. It was something I had never done
before but I guess we all know how by one means or another. Anyway, he got
an erection. The announcer held the microphone up to the biker I was
blowing and talked to him as I sucked him.
"How's he doing, Cecil?"
"Not bad, he seems to have a knack for it," responded Cecil
"You think he's sucked cock before?"
"Yes, he's using his tongue to lick under my dick, this guy knows what
to do."
"Using your tongue on the bottom of my cock was what Elaine did that
really turned me on. I just imitated what I liked my wife to do to me. At
that point, they brought my family forward. He put his arm around Pamela
and asked her."
"Do you think your daddy's ever sucked cock before? He's doing a might
fine job on Cecil." Asked the Announcer as he pulled Pam's top up to expose
her breasts.
"I don't know. He may have when he was younger," replied Pamela
cringing from his touch.
"Do you have any suggestions or tips you'd like to give Daddy to improve
his cock sucking techniques?" He asked Pamela.
"I'm not sure," said Pamela
"Well, get down there and help your Dad out," said the announcer pushing
Pamela down beside me.
"Share Cecil's cock with Pam, don't be a cock hog," said the Announcer.
"Pamela put her hand on Cecil's cock and transferred it from my mouth to
hers. She swirled her tongue around the tip and then took it in and
started sucking up and down rapidly. I tried to lick his balls, anything
to keep them from doing anything really awful to us."
"Cecil, what do you think? Has she sucked some cock before today?"
asked the Announcer.
"Oh yea, she's pretty good. This girl has sucked some dick." Said
Cecil.
"Let's try the rest of the family, who's the next oldest?" said the
Announcer.
"I am," said my daughter Cathy.
"Come here, can you do better that Daddy or your older sister? How many
cocks have you sucked before today?" asked the Announcer.
"Not that many," said Cathy
"How many is 'not that many'?"
"Maybe four," replied Cathy
"Have you sucked your Daddy's cock before?"
"No," said Cathy
"Well, this is your chance, get down on the floor and suck him while he
and your older sister take care of Cecil. Pam you let daddy suck a while.
Wait, Cathy, before you get down there to work on Dad's knob, take your top
off so, everyone wants to see your tits," said the Announcer.
"My daughter pulled her tank top off and then unhooked her bra and let
it fall. Cathy is small breasted and quite shy about their size. But she
stood there bravely facing those animals. The Announcer leaned down and
gave one of her nipples a kiss saying 'I just love little girl tits, aren't
these precious?' Pam and I were giving Cecil a blowjob swapping his cock
from her mouth to mine and back several times. I felt a mouth close over
my cock and looked down to see Cathy sucking on the end of my penis, my own
daughter. I sensed Cecil was about to cum. He started breathing heavier
and rocking back and forth."
"You take Cecil's load Dad but when he cums don't swallow," said the
Announcer.
"Cecil grabbed my ears and pushed his cock right down my throat and held
it there while he made short little motions that caused me to gag. At the
last minute, he pulled back and I found myself with a mouthful of his
semen."
"Now tongue kiss Pam and Cathy and you all snowball Cecil's cum back and
forth," said the Announcer.
"For the first time ever, I had to French Kiss my own daughters. Their
naked breasts were against my chest. We embraced and swirled our tongues
together tasting the filmy slime that Cecil had deposited in my mouth. Pam
pulled slightly part and our tongues intertwined in mid air. "
"Wow, a father and daughter porno kiss, that makes my cock hard," said
the Announcer.
"The audience actually cheered and clapped. I guess the idea of a
father and daughter kissing with a mouthful of sperm actually impressed
them.
"The Announcer ushered the children to the back of the stage, leaving me
upstage naked and humiliated. My cock wouldn't go soft because of the way
it had been tied. It was sticking out and waving as I walked, painful as
hell. Next they shoved a small bench up front and told me to lay down on
it on my back with my rear facing the audience. The Announcer grabbed my
legs and pulled them back over my head so my butt hole was pointed straight
toward the crowd."
"Look at that asshole," yelled the Announcer and the crowd laughed.
"This other biker has come up on the stage. He had a long latex rubber
glove on one hand and he's holding a can of vegetable shortening in the
other. He opened the can grabbed a handful of the white stuff and shoved
it into the opening of my asshole with his fingers."
"The pain was excruciating. The biker was a big fellow with powerful
muscular hands and forearms. I know that homosexuals engage in fisting
where they shove their hands and even their arms inside their rectums but I
never imagined it could happen to me. I had assumed that gay men sort of
work up to being fisted, starting with small objects and getting bigger as
they go. I kept thinking I was going to pass out from the pain. He would
dig his gloved hand into the shortening, scoop out a handful then try to
force his hand inside my rectum. He shoved and I screamed with the pain.
It felt like my anus was going to split wide open."
"Slowly, each shove went a little further until pop; his hand was inside
my butt. I howled and begged for him to take it out. But the more you
scream, the better that crowd likes it. I was practically out of my mind
with pain. He worked just his hand in and out adding more shortening until
frankly the hand was going in without a lot of pain. I could tell my
rectum was open. The muscle was no longer closing when he took his hand
out."
"Go for it," I read the Announcer say and I felt the biker pushing his
arm inside me. It was traveling up my large intestine causing my guts to
cramp. It felt like a giant snake pushing up into my guts. I felt things
moving inside my intestines like my shit was being pushed back up into my
stomach.
"Okay, Pagans, let's slowly count to twenty five. Billie is going to
give Mr. Herman twenty five power fucks," said the Announcer.
"Billie pulled his arm out to where his fist was right in my asshole.
The Pagans yelled 'one'. Billie drove his arm forward like he was
delivering a shoulder punch. It was like someone punched you hard in the
guts but from the inside. I shrieked in pain. I saw stars and frankly I
wanted to die. They shouted 'two' and he did it again. I started to hurt
deep inside me, like from the inside out. I passed out somewhere around
fifteen but they revived me by holding the same type of little bottle under
my nose they used on Elaine. By the time, the crowd reached twenty-five, I
no longer felt like a same human being. I wanted to go crazy if that meant
I wouldn't feel his fist slamming through my guts like a piston. At
twenty-five I was just babbling."
"Thank God he stopped. I wouldn't be here today if he had kept that up.
They stood me up. He took the rubber glove that was covered with
shortening and my shit and rubbed it across my face. Some of it went in my
mouth and nose."
"You and Billie take a bow," said the Announcer. I could barely bend
over my guts hurt so much. The crowd clapped and cheered. I just stood
there with shit on my face and shortening leaking out my butt. I really
wanted to die at that point. I was that degraded. I didn't even feel
human anymore. I had done something dumb that put my whole family in this
horrible place. I couldn't protect them. I couldn't even save myself from
having that animal stick his arm up my ass."
"Mr. Herman, none of this is your fault. Victims of violent crimes
especially when family members are involved often blame themselves for
things that are not their fault. We are going to refer you to a
psychiatrist in the Minneapolis area that counsels people like yourselves
that have been the victims of similar crimes," said Terry Wade.
"When the crowd quieted down, they took me to the very back of the
stage. Someone had thrown a rope over a tree limb. They tied my arms over
my head with the rope and then hauled me up until I was dangling two or
three feet above the stage floor. The Announcer came over untied the
string around my cock. That was an incredible relief for a moment. Then
he tied a heavier elastic cord around my balls then looped a concrete block
to the other end of the cord. He lifted the block up to where I could see
it and let it go. I thought my nuts would rip off. I was left hanging
there. My arms felt like they were tearing out of my shoulders. My balls
went sort of numb but I could still feel them stretch. The concrete block
dangled a couple of inches below my feet. It was hell hanging there."
"I guessed they were done with me at least for now. They brought my son
John out to center stage and made him strip off his clothes. I looked over
to the picnic tables to see that several men were up on the table raping
Elaine. From the way they were arranged, I guess that there were three
cocks inside my wife. There were more men standing around the table
waiting their turn with her. I can't imagine what was going through
Elaine's mind. She was no prude and Elaine was a good sexual partner. But
to be put up on a table and rapped repeatedly while people watched. I
wondered how long she would live if they kept that up."
"The only thing I could do was watch. I was forced to hang there with a
clear view of what they did to my children. I'll never forget that as long
as I live."
"What I thought was a tall female Pagan came bounding up on the stage. I
heard the crowd yelling 'Tony'. This person had to be well over six feet
tall with blonde hair and she was tanned like a girl in one of those sun
tan lotion commercials. I think you call it bronzed. This 'Tony' had a
muscular physique for a girl but in sort of an American Gladiator fashion.
I used to watch that show. She flexed her muscles and posed for the crowd.
Tony was wearing a jog bra and very skimpy shorts. Her butt cheeks were
hanging out. The Announcer went back to the microphone.
"Tony, what do you think of John here?"
"I'm in love already. I want to have his baby," said Tony. The crowd
loved it.
"You want to start with a little kiss," asked the Announcer
"Come here, John, " said Tony and she took John and French kissed him."
"Is he a good kisser?" asked the Announcer when they were done.
"Oh, I'm wet now, my little puss is flowing like a river," gushed Tony
causing the crowd to laugh uproariously.
"I have no idea what was going through John's mind; but I had sensed
there was something weird about to happen.
"What do you think of his cock?" asked the Announcer.
"It seems very nice but we just met. I plan on getting to know it
better," said Tony taking John's cock in her large hand and fondling it.
"How about you, John, you want to see Tony's tits?" the Announcer asked
my son.
"Yes," was all John could manage. Tony pulled her job bra off to reveal
a large pair of breasts. She was tanned all over.
"John, were you breast fed?" asked the Announcer
"Yes, I think so," replied John
"Do you want to suck on Mother Tony's nipples, just like you did your
Mom's?" asked the Announcer.
"Yes," said John placing his mouth on Tony's nipple and sucking.
"Can I be your new Mommy? I walked by the picnic tables on my way here
and I saw your old Mommy. She's too busy for you." Said Tony as John
sucked on her nipples. Tony had reached down and was playing with John's
cock.
"Oh that's nice, " said Tony allowing John to suck her breasts. John
was several inches shorted than Tony.
"Just lay down on the bench. Your new Mommy is going to suck your cock.
Is that okay?" asked Tony.
"All right," replied John. I'm not sure what was going on in John's
mind. I guess he was thinking he wasn't doing all badly. It was his third
blowjob of the day, this one to be given by a tall gorgeous blonde goddess.
Any way she dropped to her knees and started giving him head. John got
aroused in spite of the fact that several hundred Pagans were watching."
"He's hard, let's see some 69," yelled the Announcer rolling the bench
to center stage.
"Let's go down on each other, then we can fuck, are you willing to do
that?" said Tony.
"Yea, sure," replied John
"At that moment, Tony pulled down her shorts to reveal a sizeable cock.
I couldn't see John's face from the back but the audience laughed
hysterically. John had no idea that Tony was a transvestite. I pretty
sure he had no experience of anything like that. Anyway, Tony pushed John
on this back on the bench, straddled his face and pushed his cock into
John's mouth. The Announcer whispered something to John that I assumed was
a threat because John started vigorously sucking on Tony's cock. They did
sixty-nine for a while then John had to mount Tony and performs anal
intercourse. The Announcer made John lick and suck on Tony's asshole
first. John had an orgasm while fucking Tony."
"John, was that your first ass fuck?" asked the Announcer.
"Yes," answered John
"How was it? Was it tight?" asked the Announcer.
"Yes, it was tight. I came quick," said John.
"You sure did. Now is your own asshole as tight?" asked the Announcer
"I don't know, maybe" responded John.
"Well, Tony, are you ready to corn hole, John?" asked the Announcer.
"I can't wait to get inside that tight boy butt," answered Tony.
"Well, John, bend over and take it like a man," said the Announcer.
"Then Tony put his cock in John's ass. I hope you guys understand that
the Herman's are not sexually perverted. After what the kids and I saw
them do to Elaine and when they nailed Pam's tongue to a piece of wood, we
just weren't in a position to resist."
"We understand. Everyone here has some experience of how the Pagans
operate. Given the circumstances, no one blames you or any member of your
family for going along with them. Anybody would have done the same." Said
Cmdr. Parker
"If it would make a difference, I can provide you case histories of what
occurred when four Roman Catholic Nuns whose car had broken down met the
Pagans or when a Latino family accidentally encountered them in an all
night diner near Bakersfield, California. The bottom line is that once you
are under their control you follow their instructions no matter how alien
they are to your own morals and ethics." Said Ron Sellers.
"Tony fucked my son's ass until he let out a sort of yell of triumph and
climaxed. Then Tony turned John over, used some kind of lubricant and
fucked my son in the ass again until he came again. Maybe this Tony was
using Viagra but he really worked on John's butt for a long time. John
grunted each time Tony went into him. Tony finally climaxed and fell
across John kissing him. Frankly, it was disgusting but they kissed and
hugged for quite a while after they finished having anal intercourse with
one another. The Announcer took the stage back over.
"John how was it? Was that the first time you been cornholed?" asked
the Announcer.
"Yes," replied John
"Well, how was it?" asked the Announcer.
"It hurt at first but it wasn't so bad after a while," replied John.
"What did you think Tony?" asked the Announcer.
"He was nice and tight. And such a pretty boy," said Tony
"John, see those three Pagans over there," said the Announcer pointing
to three body builder types who were standing off to the corner of the
stage. These guys looked like they lived in the gym. They had on leather
shorts and a leather harness that crossed over their chests. Frankly, they
looked like something you'd find in one of Minneapolis's gay leather bars.
"Yes, I see them," said John sensing that things might be getting worse.
"Well, that's Erik, Simon, and Mark. Do you know what they like to do?"
asked the Announcer.
"No, not really," replied John.
"They like to spend the afternoon corn holing twinks. Do you know what
a twink is?" asked the Announcer
"No, I've never head of a twink," replied John
"John you are a twink. So we're giving you to these three Pagans and
they're going to fuck your little ass until you could get a baseball bat in
your butt hole without having to push." Said the Announcer.
"The three bikers came on stage surrounding John. They buckled a
leather-studded collar around his neck, attached a leash and lead him off
the stage. John was crying as he left. My little boy was going to be
raped by those queers. I was so disgusted I wanted to kill them and I
would have if I could. The last I saw John he was walking away toward some
cabins with Erik holding his leash."
"I occasionally looked over to see Elaine. They were still at her. I
have no idea how many men had sex with my wife that afternoon. It could
have been in the hundreds. They brought Pam forward and made her strip.
Pam has a good figure. She's a cheerleader and competes in gymnastics.
The Announcer made her walk naked across the stage several times while the
crowd yelled nasty remarks about what they were going to do to her. My
oldest daughter, standing their stark naked, nursing a hole in her tongue
those bastards made. I never felt so helpless. The Announcer put his arm
around her and hefted her breasts."
"Wow, I bet the boys in your school love these. How many guys have
played with them?" asked the Announcer.
"Three, no four, maybe more," answered Pam in a scared little voice on
the verge of tears.
"Tell me Pam, are you still a virgin? No, don't answer that. I want to
check for myself. Lay on the bench and grab your ankles," said the
Announcer
"I'm not a virgin, you don't have to check. I let some of the boys at
school screw me," said Pam starting to really cry.
"Sorry, Pam, I can't take your word for it. Lay back on the bench and
hold your legs up," said the Announcer.
"Pam was too terrified to resist. She got on her pack and held her legs
up. That bastard Announcer put his fingers in my daughter and moved them
around for a minute."
"Definitely not a virgin but wet and tasty," said the Announcer licking
the fingers that had been inside my daughter's vagina.
"He pulled Pam to her feet and started to ask more questions."
"I hear you been fucking your brother," said the Announcer.
"Yes," was all Pam could manage.
"Who nailed you first?" asked the Announcer
"Mr. Cleveland," whimpered Pam to scared to lie.
"I was totally taken aback by that. Sarah and John Cleveland were good
friends who lived a couple of miles away. Pam babysat with their twins,
Josh and Jayson, at least once a week."
"How old were you when Mr. Cleveland popped your cherry?" asked the
Announcer.
"Thirteen, he used to screw me when he took me home after I babysat,"
said Pam
"The audience was quiet and attentive I think any kind of perverted sex
story would interest them."
"Did he rape you the first time?" asked the Announcer.
"No, I kind of had to talk him into it," said Pam.
"Well, Pam you certainly seemed qualified to join the Pagans," said the
Announcer
"Okay," was all Pam responsed.
"What kind of men do you like?" asked the Announcer
"I like some of the boys at my school," replied Pam through her tears.
"I mean do you like skinny men, muscle men, fat guys, what?" asked the
Announcer.
"I don't know," replied Pam.
"Well, would you go out with a guy who was a little overweight?"
"Sure, if he was a nice person," answered Pam
"That's good because we've selected six Pagans who could take off a few
pounds to initiate you. And here they are." Said the Announcer.
"At that moment, six naked Pagans who were grossly fat walked out on the
stage. These guys varied in height but the leanest of them could easily
have lost one hundred pounds or more and still be considered heavy. A
couple of them had fat hanging off their legs in rings and all of the
stomachs have several big folds of fat. They weren't necessarily young
either, in there forties or fifties. At least four of the six were easily
over three hundred pounds."
"Pam, can you fuck these six guys? Stop, you don't need to answer
because they're going to fuck you," said the Announcer.
"Pam had really started balling but that didn't stop anything. The
forced her on her back on the bench and the first Pagan jumped right on her
like he as doing a belly flop into a pool. He landed on her then bounced
right off and onto the floor pulling Pam onto the floor with him. Pam
looked like all the air was knocked out of her. I suppose if it had been a
film or television, you would have found that funny. The crowd was
certainly laughing. The guy on the floor pulled Pam on top of him and
forced her to kiss him. Then he tried to put his cock in her but because
of his huge belly he didn't seem to be able to manage it."
"At that point several more of the overweight Pagans joined in and
changed Pam to where she was on all fours. After some maneuvering, I guess
one of them finally managed to enter Pam because I saw him start to move
his body back and forth like he was screwing. Another one was lying down
in front of Pam with his legs spread wide and they were trying to get her
to suck his cock. They must have done something to her because she
screamed in pain but afterwards I could see her head bobbing up and down
over his cock so I suppose she was giving him a blowjob. The first guy
climaxed in Pam and was immediately replaced by another. The audience was
laughing. Because of their girth they had difficulty achieving
penetration. Imagine a three hundred pound man trying to have intercourse
with a one hundred ten pound high school girl. I saw one of them applying
some lubrication out of a tube. He was trying to enter Pam. Since she
screamed when he did, I assumed he had penetrated her butt hole."
"Pam just wouldn't stop crying and screaming; so they tried to keep at
least one cock in her mouth at all times. A couple of times, she
apparently stopped providing oral sex. I would see one of them make some
kind of a motion, Pam would scream in pain and resume sucking one of their
cocks. I think one of them had a pair of needle nose pliers and was using
them on Pam's nipples or clitoris. She would see her grab her breasts or
between her legs and scream for them not to hurt her anymore. One time,
they must have really hurt her because she screamed and flopped around in
pain for maybe a minute before they resumed raping her. Finally, they
managed to prop her up between them with her butt pointing toward the sky.
Two of them somehow forced their cocks into both her vagina and her butt
while one of them lay down on the floor and made her give him a blowjob."
"You really couldn't see Pam with them heavy men surrounding her. Since
I was suspended several feet off the floor I could look down and see more
than anyone. The Pagans started to climax and before long, the last one
was squatted over Pam getting a blowjob. After he climaxed in her mouth, I
hoped they were done with her but the fattest of the six came over and
slowly lowered his ass onto Pam's face as he spread his cheeks. It was
disgusting. I heard him yell for Pam to lick his asshole. I guess she
refused because next he just sat on her head. I don't think Pam could
breathe because he legs started kicking and she was struggling like someone
fighting for air. He relented after a while and let Pam have some air. He
said something to her and I saw her shake her head 'no'. Back his huge
hairy butt went over her nose and mouth. This time he kept it there while
she struggled for a longer period. When he eased off her, I thought he had
smothered her to death but I heard her take a big gulp of air like someone
who had just tried to swim across an Olympic size pool underwater. More
words were exchanged. Pam apparently agreed this time."
"From my painful vantage point, I saw a turd emerge from the Pagans butt
and enter my daughter's mouth. In all my life that was the most disgusting
and perverse sight, I had ever witnessed. Pam was chewing and swallowing
to take it in but it was more than she could swallow. Anyway, I guess the
fact that she had swallowed some was okay. The guy then proceeded to
practically bury Pam's head in shit. When he finished another Pagan
squatted over her and told her to open up. I saw her shaking her head
'no'. He grabbed her foot and took some long nose pliers from one of the
others and ripped one of her toenails off. I can only imagine how that
must have hurt. When Pam quit screaming, he must have told her she had
nine toenails left because she opened up and let him shit in her mouth.
The rest of them gathered around her and pissed on her. She kept her mouth
open and I saw her swallowing their urine."
"The crowd applauded as the six overweight Pagans took a bow. The
pulled Pam to her feet and made her take a bow. Her face, hair, even down
to her shoulders was covered in an inch of shit. She was wobbly on her
feet when they stood her up. She was favoring the foot missing the
toenail. All of a sudden, she puked her guts out right there on stage. The
Pagans applauded like crazy. Pam spewed a couple of more times. The six
Pagans left the stage taking Pam with them. Once off stage, they hosed her
down washing the shit off her and even allowing her to rinse out her mouth.
Then they walked Pam over to a picnic table right beside the one where
Elaine was. They handcuffed Pam to the table in the same way. Two men
immediately hopped up on the table and began to rape Pam. I don't know
whether Elaine was aware that Pam was now right beside her. Elaine was on
all fours being taken from the rear and sucking a Pagan's cock at her
front. Elaine must have just about died seeing Pam beside her sharing her
fate."
"They brought a hose up on stage and washed most of the shit and piss
off. The Announcer used a push broom to clean up most of it. They brought
Cathy, my fourteen year old and told her to strip. She had witnessed what
had happened to Pamela and I don't think she had any illusions about her
fate. She stood there naked trying to be brave. The Announcer quickly
started with her."
"You're name's Cathy, right?" asked the Announcer.
"Yes,"
"There are pretty titties. Can I touch them?"
"Yes."
"The Announcer played with Cathy's breasts with his hand then leaned
over and gave each of her nipples a kiss. Cathy stood perfectly still even
when the announcer reached between her legs and massaged there."
"You want to get wet and do some fucking?" asked the Announcer.
"No, yes, do I really have a choice," asked Cathy
"Well, have you ever done it before? Are you a virgin?" asked the
Announcer
"I haven't done it with anyone. But my brother John but he keeps asking
me. I pushed Pam's vibrator in too far and I broke my cherry," said Cathy.
"Oh that's too bad, but fortunately for you the Pagans accept girl
members who aren't virgins. In fact, I'm not sure we've ever had a virgin
try to join our club." Said the Announcer. That produced some laughs from
the crowd."
"At that moment, two rough looking Pagan girls came up on stage carrying
a cloth sack of something. They started stripping as soon as they got on
stage. The Announcer introduced them.
"Cathy, meet Yvonne and Allyson, they're going to initiate you. Are you
a lesbian by the way?" asked the Announcer.
"No," replied Cathy looking distressed.
"Well, you may be one after they're done with you." Said the Announcer.
"Yvonne and Allyson went right to work on Cathy. They sucked her
nipples and ate her pussy for the longest time. Cathy's legs were poised
on Allyson's back as she licked Cathy. Yvonne would suck one nipple while
she rolled the other one between her fingers. Then she would kiss Cathy.
Cathy reacted, as you would expect a frightened fourteen year old would.
After a while, they were making out pretty good and they repositioned Cathy
to do a sixty-nine with Allyson. Cathy was on top and Yvonne was licking
Cathy's asshole while Allyson was sucking on her clitoris. I was on the
side where I could see Cathy's face. It was buried in Allyson's pussy
licking her cunt and clitoris."
"The Announcer held the microphone to the faces of the three and you
could hear the moans and sighs. Yvonne fished a small butt plug out of
that cloth bag, applied some lubrication from a bottle and slid it slowly
into Cathy's butt. You could see Cathy tense up for a moment when she felt
the plastic plug invade her asshole but she quickly recovered and went back
to giving Allyson head. Next Yvonne came up with a dildo/vibrator and slid
that into Cathy's cunt. It wasn't that long before Cathy experienced an
orgasm as did Yvonne and Allyson. This far, they hadn't caused Cathy any
pain and I was hoping that would continue."
"You like to eat pussy," the Announcer asked Cathy as she got to her
feet. He faced her toward the audience.
"Yes," responded Cathy
"I noticed the women had taken leather harnesses out of that bag. They
were behind Cathy. They stepped into them and buckled them tightly around
their waist. Next they pulled out two large strap-on dildos and fitted
them into the harness receptacle. They were huge, at least twelve inches
long and maybe five inches in diameter. Cathy was about one hundred pounds
with a tall and lean build. I could imagine how they were going to get
those dildos inside her body openings. They were behind Cathy on the stage
and the Announcer kept Cathy facing the audience so she could see what they
were doing."
"What do you think of your initiation so far?"
"It's okay," said Cathy afraid to tell then what she really thought.
"Was that your first time with a girl?" asked the Announcer
"No, Tracy and got each other off when I slept over at her house,"
responded Cathy.
"So you had some experience and that helped you with the first part of
the initiation. And you said you stuck your sister's vibrator in your cunt
so you know how dildo's work, right?" asked the Announcer.
"Yes."
"Well Allyson and Yvonne are going to dildo fuck you with strap-on cocks
now so you should be able to handle it just fine," said the Announcer as he
quickly turned Cathy around to confront the two women. Cathy's eyes rolled
up in her head and she fainted dead away. The Announcer managed to grab
her before she hit the ground. Yvonne and Allyson revived her with poppers
and laid her on her back on the bench. Thank God they used lubrication on
the dildos. Allyson began to work hers inside Cathy."
"Take it out, it hurts," screamed Cathy trying to wiggle away from
monster cock. Allyson was holding it with both hands pushing it into
Cathy's pussy. Yvonne was holding Cathy's shoulders down. You could see
it was slowing inching its way into Cathy's vagina. My little girl was
screaming her lungs out.
"Quit being a baby," said Allyson as she applied more pressure causing
the dildo to slowly slide into Cathy. Cathy started gasping for breath in
an attempt to control the pain. Finally Allyson reached bottom when her
crotch ground into Cathy's"
"Allyson's how's Cathy doing?" asked the Announcer
"Sort of whimping out on us," said Allyson
"So what are you going to do next?" asked the Announcer
"Power fucker her hard and fast," responded Allyson.
"With that Allyson really cut loose and started ramming into Cathy like
a madwoman. Cathy was moaning and sobbing. After a while, Allyson slowed
a little and was immediately replaced by Yvonne. I'm sure the use of such
long thick dildos was causing Cathy incredible pain. Their head had to
reach into her womb or at the least her uterus. You could see that Cathy
was bleeding. The dildos were covered in her blood. Allyson and Yvonne
made it into some soft of endurance contest each slamming hard into Cathy
then switching after a certain number of strokes. It seemed to go on
forever. Then they stopped and put Cathy on top of Yvonne with Yvonne's
dildo in Cathy's cunt."
"My God they'll kill her I said to myself when I realized that Allyson
intended to put her dildo up Cathy's ass. She was working lubrication into
Cathy's anus. Cathy must have sensed what was going to happen. She
panicked and tried to get away but Yvonne held her tight. Allyson slowly
worked the head into Cathy's butt as my daughter begged and pleaded with
them not to put it in her butt. Of course, they ignored her and Allyson
pushed forward and buried that monster in my little girl. While Cathy
cried and sometimes screamed, they mercilessly fucked her until she passed
out. The Announcer revived her and they continued for a while double
penetrating Cathy. Finally Allyson took her dildo out of Cathy's ass. It
was covered in blood and shit. They made Cathy lick the shit off it."
"When they pulled her to her feet, Cathy couldn't walk straight up. She
was hunched over in pain. Yvonne and Allyson took Cathy over to the picnic
area and chained her up on a table beside her sister. A Pagan jumped up on
the table and started to rape her as soon as they placed her on the table.
There were a large number of people around the three tables. As soon as
one finished another got on her. They seemed awful eager when the girls
were young like Pam and Cathy."
"Mr. Herman, it is something of a badge of honor for a Pagan to
participate in a rape. As you witnessed, no one has to rape a Pagan girl.
They are there for the asking. But when the opportunity arises for a gang
rape, all the Pagans join in. I mentioned earlier an encounter between the
Pagans and four nuns. Each nun was raped over two hundred times. Most of
the Pagans raped all four nuns during their two-day ordeal." Said Ron
Sellers.
"There was no way for me to count but I would say that Elaine and my
daughters were raped at least a hundred times while I watched. How many
times they were raped after that I could only imagine."
"Only Cindy and Melinda were left at the back of the stage. Even though
Cindy was barely thirteen and Melinda twelve, I didn't have any illusion
about what would happen to them. Two bikers came up on stage as they took
both girls to the front."
"Time to get naked," said the Announcer.
"Both girls slowly disrobed. Melinda had already been naked once before
but Cindy hadn't. Each girl reluctantly stripped. Melinda stood there
facing the crowd both hands covering her privates. Cindy did the same.
The girls had watched what had happened to Elaine and the older girls.
They could pretty well guess what they were in for. They were terrified.
The crowd started shouting 'Horse' and 'Sprout'. One of the bikers was
very tall and lean. He looked like an NBA basketball player. I would say
he was in the seven-foot range. The other fellow was shorter, about six
feet, and had a normal build."
"Cindy, are you a virgin?" asked the Announcer
"Yes," relied Cindy
"Melinda, how about you? Are you a virgin?" asked the Announcer.
"Yes, but please don't hurt me," said Melinda.
"Don't worry, I won't be the one hurting you," replied the Announcer.
"The two Pagans stood facing the audience and dropped their jeans and a
roar went up from the crowd. When they turned sideways I understood what
the commotion was about. The tall one called 'Horse' had the longest cock
I had ever seen. It looked that that porn star. The one that died of
AIDS."
"John Holmes" offered Cmdr. Parker
"Yes, it hung almost to his knees and Horse was very tall. He towered
over everybody else on stage. The other Pagan who I assumed was 'Sprout'
was equipped with large cock also but it was not so much long as
unbelievably thick. It looked like the end of a major league baseball bat.
The two walked over to the two girls took their little hands and made them
hold these giant cocks. Horse then stood behind Melinda and draped his
cock over her shoulder. It hung all the way down below her breasts. Then
he did the same to Cindy. Both girls were ordered to get down on their
knees and start licking the heads. There was no possibility of a real
blowjob. Horse and Sprout started to get hard. They were playing with the
girl's titties as the girls licked their cocks. When their cocks were
hard, they positioned the girls on their backs head to head on a bench and
prepared to mount them. Horse was on Cynthia and Sprout was working his
cock head between Melinda's legs. Both girls were crying and begging not
to be hurt. Melinda looked back at me and called out 'Daddy' as Sprout
somehow managed to get into the opening. They were using lubricant. I'm
not sure it would have been possible without it."
"How was the crowd reacting?" asked Cmdr. Parker
"Yelling for them to slam it home, things like 'make the little cunt
scream' or 'make it come out her mouth'. They were yelling vile things.
Many in the audience were masturbating. The women were sitting on the
men's cock, both facing the audience. The rape of the two very young girls
really seemed to turn the crowd on."
"Rape and sex with pre-teens is a hot button for the club. Their
interest in pornography is largely what we call 'kiddie porn'." Said Ron
Sellers.
"Somehow, both men got the head of their cocks in the girls vagina. The
Announcer called for the audience to count to three and there was a loud
'one, two, three' then both Pagans shoved into the girls. Sprout actually
buried himself in Melinda. Horse went several inches in Cynthia. Both
girls twisted in agony. Horse reached down and grabbed Cindy's nipples and
used them to lift her upper body of the bench and swing her back and forth
as he worked more of his cock into her. Sprout was working Melinda's
clitoris with a finger and he actually started to pump her pussy. Horse
struggled for a while before he finally managed to fully penetrate Cynthia.
Both girls were crying and begging for the rape to stop. Horse was
screwing Cynthia in long deep strokes. Sprout was doing the same to
Melinda. Sprout pulled out of Melinda to show the audience her pussy. It
was wide open and her thighs were covered in blood. Both girls had quieted
down a little. I guess their muscles relaxed after a while."
"After a few minutes of stroking into the two girls, the Pagans
switched. Once again, the girls were in a lot of pain. I was surprised
their small bodies were able to accommodate those huge cocks. But I
watched Horse going all the way to his balls into Melinda. You would have
thought his cock head was practically in her lungs. The rape picked up
intensity and before long, Sprout came in Cynthia and Horse in Melinda.
They pulled both girls to their feet. They could barely stand. Both had
blood smeared all over their inner thighs."
"Do you think you will get pregnant?" asked the Announcer.
"No, " responded Cynthia.
"I hope not," responded Melinda.
"The initiation of the Herman family is complete. The two girls will
join their Mother and Sisters over in the picnic area where they will be
pulling a train for the rest of the day," said the Announcer.
"I guess the stage show was over. I suspect it had lasted several
hours. They took Melinda and Cynthia over to the picnic tables and
handcuffed one wrist to a table leg. There seemed to be a long line
waiting to rape each of the little girls. The audience left. Elaine and
the four girls were being repeatedly raped. They left me hanging there.
John had disappeared with the three leather men. My shoulders felt like
they had been dislocated. There was blood running down my arms where the
ropes had cut my wrists. I expected my balls to snap off at any minute.
The Announcer came up to me after everyone else had left. He gave the
concrete block a swing and said 'I guess we'll just leave you hanging for
now. I'm going to start with your wife and work my way through your
youngest." Then he headed off toward the picnic table."
"It was maybe mid afternoon. I started to slip in and out of
consciousness. I would wake up hopping that the rapes on the picnic table
were over. But I would look over and see they were still going strong.
Each table still had ten or twenty Pagans around it. Elaine was just lying
there looking lifeless but they were still having at her. Pam and the
other girls were still conscious as far as I could tell. Both Cynthia and
Melinda were on all fours engaged in double penetration rape. Finally I
must have passed out for a long while."
"I woke up on the stage floor. It was night. From blood or sweat or
both, the ropes had slipped off my wrists and I had come crashing down. I
was weak, dehydrated, and had trouble moving my arms. I was numb from the
shoulders down. I tried to stand up and realized that concrete block was
still tied to my balls. I untied the knot on the block, then cursed myself
for being a total idiot and untied the knot around my balls. The pain was
excruciating as blood and feeling came back into my gonads. I put my fist
in my mouth to keep from screaming. I lay there until the pain was more
bearable then managed to get to my feet. It was pitch black and I had no
idea what time it was. I looked over at the picnic area. Someone had lit
some torches and you could see. Elaine and Pamela were lying on the tables
alone; but there were still a few Pagans around screwing Cathy, Cindy, and
Melinda."
"I realized I could never make it to my RV. It was a good quarter mile
away. I remembered there were a dock and several canoes near the stage. I
slowly made my way to the dock. My arms were in agony. I had to avoid the
picnic tables. I decided that I would go for help and bring back the
police to rescue the John and the women. That seemed to be my only option.
I made it to dock and managed to get into a canoe without tipping it over.
I pushed away from the dock and tried to paddle but my arms weren't
working. There was some current and I drifted along. The moon came out. I
could see fires at the Pagans camp. I must have passed out. The next
thing I knew I woke up in some fast moving water. It was no lake, more
like a rapid. I tried to swim but the current was too strong. Finally I
made it to the shore and passed out. When I woke up, I was here in the
hospital."
"Two hikers found you. Sunshine Lake empties into the Moose Head River.
Somehow you had managed to float twelve miles from the Pagan camp.
Distance must have saved you. I imagine they searched for you pretty
diligently. The Pagans don't like to leave witnesses behind."
"Has there been any sign of my family?" asked Mr. Herman
"Sorry, when a combined Federal and State task force raided the camp, it
was empty. They even cleaned the place up, rather unusual for the Pagans.
Locals saw several large parties of motorcycles leaving the afternoon of
July 5th. We assumed that when they discovered you had escaped they
quickly left." Said Cmdr. Parker.
"What could have happened to Elaine and the kids?" asked Mr. Herman.
"I have to be truthful. We don't know. We dragged Sunshine Lake but
found nothing. We brought in a team of dogs specifically trained to find
bodies even ones buried under several feet of earth. Results were
negative." Said Terry Wade
"If they're not dead, what could have happened?" asked Mr. Herman
"There are a number of possibilities and none of them are very pleasant.
Your son John, a young handsome male, could be serving as a companion to a
gay member of the Pagans. The Pagans have been known to abduct young males
off city streets, usually run-a-ways, and make them sexual partners.
Sometimes they star them in gay videos." Said Ron Sellers
"So John could still be alive but being sexually abused. How about the
others?" asked Mr. Herman?
"Your wife's age would seem to preclude certain options. Your two
oldest girls, Pamela and Cathy are at the right age for prostitution.
There's a possibility that they could be working for the Pagans as
prostitutes. They have been known to sell girls to South American
brothels" Said Ron Sellers
"Oh my God, and the youngest girls?" asked Mr. Herman
"I mentioned before that the Pagans were manufacturers of kiddie porn.
Your youngest Melinda and her cousin, Cynthia, would be very attractive to
them as someone to appear in videos and pictures. We've suspected there is
a Pagan facility, possibly out West, where they produce child pornography
on a large scale. That's a strong possibility by the way. Unfortunately,
the Pagans are nationwide. It's hard to guess where they would be." Said
Ron Sellers.
"I'm tired." Said Mr. Herman
"Well, let's conclude our interview," said Cmdr. Parker reaching over
to turn off the camera.
"I just want you to know that we're going to do everything possible to
locate your family and punish those who did this to you." Said Cmdr.
Parker.
Epilogue
Elaine Herman looked at the clock beside her bed. She was careful not
to move and wake Dirk. His hand rested on the scarred areola of her
breast. It was no longer black and new skin had grown where her nipples
once were. Most nights Dirk slept in her cell. They had actually
developed something of a working relationship. Elaine was not sure how she
would characterize it, maybe that of a sex worker and her boss. Dirk used
her sexually whenever he felt like it; but he didn't object if Charlie or
one of the others decided they needed a blowjob or a fuck and Elaine was
handy. If one of the crew came up and said, "blow me" or "bend over" or
"spread them", Elaine quickly complied. Elaine had even gotten used to
having lesbian sex with Mercy and Faith, the twins. They were Pagan women
who kidnapped young children off the streets and brought them there for
filming.
Elaine had participated in a number of group orgies that occurred at
night after the days' production was completed. Elaine had learned quickly
that 'no' or even 'later' were not options. However, after a while, she
had become more of a part of it. She found herself actually looking
forward to laying in a pile of bodies with her mouth working Mercy or
Faith's pussy while somebody's cock stroked in and out of her pussy or ass,
sometimes both.
Dirk did feed her and hadn't beaten her since the first month. However,
Elaine didn't harbor any illusions about her relationship with Dirk. She
knew that he would have any problem taking her out in the desert, blowing
her head off and leaving her body for the vultures.
A half hour remained before the alarm would go off and Dirk and she
would be waking everybody for today's kiddie porn shoot. Elaine had stayed
up until midnight to get the simple screenplay finished and rehearse the
girls who would be in today's little drama. Ever since that awful weekend,
she had one goal, "survive by becoming useful, thereby keeping Melinda and
Cindy alive." So far she had been successful. Elaine wasn't sure where she
was other than a jail cell in a concrete block building. There were a
number of other buildings that included sets and a sound studio. But there
was a large herd of beef cattle and even Pagans around who understood the
livestock business. Elaine had figured out the first week she was in a
kiddie porn facility disguised as a cattle ranch.
Three months ago, when she woke up on that picnic table, the camp had
been in turmoil. Pagans were running everywhere looking for someone. It
could have been John or her husband. All of the girls were still on the
picnic tables. Elaine realized her vagina and rectum were so sore it hurt
to move. She had reached back to feel her anus and discovered it was easy
to slide a finger inside. She had been anally raped until the muscles of
her asshole lost their elasticity. They had allowed her to drink bottled
water during that long afternoon so she wasn't dehydrated. She had
swallowed load after load of semen. She recalled feeling full after a
while.
The worst part had been the bull whipping the three Pagan girls had
administered. Elaine had never experienced so much pain, childbirth maybe.
But that was different. Each time a whip had landed, she thought she would
go out of her mind. Even when they burned her nipples off, it hadn't been
as bad as the whipping. Elaine stayed busy just so she wouldn't have to
remember hanging from that chandelier and the feel of the whips exploding
on her body.
The worst part of the gang rape was in the evening when the Pagans had
raped all of then and were too drunk to get it up. They had climbed up on
the table and pissed in her mouth. She had swallowed beer piss until she
just could take any more. After that she just lay there while they peed on
her. The piss caused the whip cuts to hurt like hell. It must have been
the salt thought Elaine. Finally Elaine had been left alone and had fallen
asleep from exhaustion.
When Elaine woke up, Pamela was on the table to her left with a drunken
Pagan asleep on top of her naked body. Cathy, Cindy, and Melinda were
nearby. Each of the girls had been raped countless times. Elaine's
breasts were charred and the skin was black and cracked where her nipples
had been burnt off. The Leader who had punished her came by shouting
orders for everyone to quickly pack up and leave. When he got to the
picnic tables, he had that monster Jake with him.
"Should I slit their throats?" asked Jake gesturing the women on top of
the tables.
"No, at least not here and now. Get Dirk over here. I want him to take
the Mother and the two youngest to the ranch. I have an idea. Tell Kelso
to take the two older girls to our Juarez operation. Mark needs to get the
boy out of here. I don't care what he does with him as long as its' not in
New Hampshire." Said the Leader.
After a while, several bikers came and took Elaine, Cindy and Melinda
chained them together and loaded them in a van. They hosed the dried semen
and urine off them with cold water. The leader of the small group was
named Dirk. Dirk was short in stature with bulging muscles covered by
tattoos. He gave them some food and water, told them they would be
traveling for several days. He also told them that if they made any
trouble, they would die and not pleasantly. Elaine and the girls were
blindfolded and gagged for most of the four-day trip. The van drove
without stopping except for gas. When they finally reached their
destination, Elaine realized she was somewhere out in the Southwest, maybe
Nevada or Utah. There wasn't anything for miles except desert.
The three of them were taken to a jail cell in a concrete block building
for the night. Cindy and Melinda had pretty much healed up from the rapes.
Elaine collapsed on the bed in her cell and sleep for twelve hours. The
next morning, Dirk had pulled Elaine out of the cell and taken her to
nearby room where he sat her down at a table and offered her a cup of
coffee.
"Here's the deal. This place makes kiddie porn. We used to dominate
this business but lately the Russians and the Eastern European countries
have been coming into the market and making us lose business. Frankly
their product is better than ours. For some reason, the Leader of the
Pagans thinks that you can improve our videos. I don't know about that but
the Leader is one bright fellow and I'm going to let you try. He wants me
to teach you the business. You'd be expected to take care of our young
performers, develop scripts, and teach dialogue, whatever it takes. If the
product gets better, you and your two little girls live another day. If
you don't, this place is over 3,000 acres, plenty of room to bury a few
bodies. You can show you agree by sucking my cock."
Elaine hadn't hesitated. She sank to the floor, unzipped Dirk's jeans,
ignored the smell of his unwashed body and began to provide the best
blowjob she knew how. For the last three months, Elaine had devoted
herself to whatever it took to improve the "product" as they called it.
Dirk had been right. The Russian product was better. She had worked on
scripts, lighting, sound, and camera angles. Dirk had even given her
several books to read on filmmaking. Since Elaine was still alive, the
product must be improved. Elaine did handle the little girls and boys
better than Dirk and his helpers. She knew how to direct children and she
was able to get them to memorize the simple dialogue the thin plots
required. She was working with Melinda and Cindy to get them to be helpful
too. Both girls, Cindy especially, would be too old one day for kiddie
porn. Elaine had to give Dirk a reason to keep the girls around.
Frequently, one of the Pagans would ask for sex and Elaine provided it.
She sucked and fucked Dirk and the others anytime they asked. Elaine had
even taught her young charges to perform the sexual acts required to make
the product. Melinda and Cindy had performed in dozens of films and photo
shoots. Both girls had become something of a star if the term was in
anyway appropriate to what they did. Their hair was dyed and they were
heavily made up to disguise their true appearance. To Elaine what was
important was that they were still alive. The girls quickly adapted to
days filled with posing naked and having sex with others their age and even
adults on occasion.
The fact that both girls now seemed to look forward to posing naked for
the camera, engaging in lesbian sex with one another or even having sex
with males of all ages wasn't important. Staying alive was all that
mattered to Elaine.
"One day this will end and we'll all go back to Minneapolis," was
something Elaine repeated to herself while she provided oral sex to one of
the Pagans or watched Melinda or Cindy perform intercourse with men their
father's age. Somehow she had held on to that and it had kept her alive.
Pamela looked over at her sister Cathy and gave her an encouraging
smile. Both girls were standing on a small stage behind a curtain with a
burro named "Juanito". The name was something of a joke because Juanito in
Mexican stood for "Little Juan" but Juanito's most obvious feature was the
huge cock hanging between his legs.
Pam sometimes thought about how far she and Cathy had come from their
home on Highland Ave in Minneapolis. There they had worried about school,
clothes, and mostly boys. Now, they spent their days and nights having sex
with strangers for money. They worried about beatings and getting enough
food and not catching some horrible disease.
Over the last three months, Pamela and Cathy had managed to pick up
enough Spanish to communicate with the people who ran the brothel. It was
located somewhere south of Mexico City. After that day and night at the
camp, Pam and Cathy had traveled by van to El Paso. Along the way the four
Pagans traveling with them had repeatedly raped them. At least it wasn't
like when they were chained to the picnic table and guys were competing to
fuck them in every hole they had. They took turns. One of them even
coached them on how to give a blowjob. They got food and water when the
Pagans stopped to eat. One night they even stopped in a motel and got to
sleep in a bed. That night, they had forced the girls to compete to see
who could get the guys to cum first in their mouths. They also made the
girls perform sex with another while they watched.
At that time, it had all been frightening and Pam had shivered whenever
she was touched. Now she could handle any type of sex without a second
thought. Sometimes, she and Cathy went down on each other just for fun.
Sex with males or Juanito had become associated with business but holding
Cathy in her arms was pleasure.
Once they reached El Paso, they were drugged and somehow smuggled across
the border to Juarez. In Juarez, Pam remembered how she and Cathy were
stripped naked and tied up spread eagle against a basement wall. After a
while, a fat Mexican smoking a cigar came into the basement and looked them
over. Kelso had been with the Mexican.
"Pretty huh, real girl next door types, " said Kelso
"The older one's got nice tits, but the young is practically tit less,"
said the Mexican.
"Have one of your doctors pump them up," sad Kelso.
"That cost money, I give you $15,000 for the pair," said the Mexican
"$30,000 is the price," said Kelso.
They had haggled a while before settling on $22,000. Pam and Cathy had
been sold to the Mexican. At least they were still together. When the
deal was agreed, the Mexican had them untie Cathy and he had fucked her on
the basement floor while everyone watched. Cathy had grunted every time
the Mexican had thrust his fat cock in her.
"She's nice and tight," said the Mexican as he bucked his pants up.
The Mexican and two others armed with shotguns had driven them to a
place outside Juarez and loaded them onto a small twin-engine plane. They
had flown south for several hours before landing. After that, Pam and
Cathy had been driven to a large hacienda on the outskirts of a town.
There they became two of the twenty or so girls that worked in the brothel
owned by Diego and Louisa. Most of the girls were poor Mexicans but three
of them were Americans like Pam and Cathy. They had somehow wound up with
the Pagans and had been shipped to Juarez then sold to Mexican brothel
owners. Most days, Pam and Cathy serviced anywhere from fifteen to twenty
customers.
Both girls worked to get the customers off with a blowjob. That saved
wear and tear on their cunts. But if the customer wanted to fuck you had
to do it. Anal was extra and expensive but at least every other day, Pam
or Cathy had to slip a cock into their asshole, squeeze their butt muscles
tight and slide up and down the customers dick until he filled their ass
with his cum.
During the first month the owner and his wife had trained the girls to
service customers. Both girls had been beaten when they failed to show
sufficient enthusiasm for being a full time whore. At some point, the
owner's wife had taken a liking to the two and they often spent the night
in bed with Louisa, servicing her cunt with their mouths. About a month
ago, Diego had decided Pam and Cathy would work the burro show two nights a
week.
When the curtain parted, the two would face an audience of as many as a
hundred drunken Mexicans. Sometimes there would be American tourists who
had somehow found their way to this remote area. The girls would lead
Juanito to the front of the stage and play with his cock for a while. Then
they would lick and suck on the giant cock before each girl would force the
cock into their pussy. That took lubrication, relaxation and just plain
pushing and shoving. The audience would go crazy when Juanito started to
bray and slam eighteen inches of cock into one of the girls. When it was
over, Pam and Cathy's pussy would be gaped wide open and they would stick
their fists in each other to show the audience how Juanito had stretched
them out. The finale called for Juanito to cum on the girl's faces and for
them to lick burro sperm off each other lips. Cathy and Pam had performed
with Juanito several times. They were used to it. Pam kept telling Cathy
that the important thing was to survive until somehow they were rescued.
John Herman climbed into the sleeper unit of the long haul trailer and
began to undress. He wasn't wearing much. The microphone and gun were
concealed in the backpack John carried. Mark was nearby waiting to hear
what John would learn from the fat little driver who was hauling a load of
computer parts to a factory near Boise, Idaho. John would try to talk the
driver into giving him a ride to Boise. Somewhere along the way, John
would pull the Glock from his backpack and force the drive to make a slight
detour.
This was the sixth hijacking that John had worked with Mark's crew. If
the driver liked girls then Gina showed up but if the driver preferred
boys, John got the job of first having sex with the driver then forcing him
to drive to a secluded spot where the trailer was emptied of its valuable
cargo.
There was the technical issue of the GPS transponder that trucking
companies used to track each trailer but Simon could handle transferring
that to another vehicle that would continue along the truck's prescribed
root. By the time, the dispatch office started to figure out what was
going on, the trailer's contents had been fenced and the driver was buried
on a remote area of government parkland.
"I hope you like to suck dick," said the trucker as he entered the
sleeper.
"Come here and I'll show you how much," said John pulling down his jeans
to expose his cock.
"Wow, that's a pretty one, turn around and show me your boy pussy," said
the driver.
John slowly turned around and bent over reaching back to pull his cheeks
apart to expose his ass toward the driver. The driver reached out and ran
his fingers along the crack of John's ass.
"I bet it's tight. I like to bareback," said the driver.
"Bareback means you take me along, you let me ride west with you and you
can bareback me as many times as you want," said John.
"Against the rules but what the hell, come here and give your daddy a
kiss," said the driver.
John stepped out of his jeans then moved to the driver and planted a
deep tongue kiss on his mouth as he pulled the driver's tee shirt out of
his waist band then slid his hand under to pinch the driver's nipple. The
driver reached down and took hold of John's cock and stroked it.
"Oh yea, we going to have some fun. I like my nips pinched. I like it
all. Help your daddy get naked."
"Sure daddy, then your boy wants to suck your cock hard and then you can
put it in my boy pussy and fill me with daddy juice."
"I'm hard already. Get down there and suck daddy's dick."
John knelt down, unbuckled and unzipped the driver's jeans then pulled
them down. He took the driver's fat cock in his hand and gave the tip a
slow swirling lick around the tip.
"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this trip. Hope you like to swallow."
"I'll swallow as much as you got to give me," Said John as he started to
suck the driver's cock.
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