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The penultimate chapter, finally!
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Angel's Scream, Chapter 11
Alocer Loki 2003
Story Codes: MM/Fgg, pedo, rape, tort, snuff
DISCLAIMER:
This story is not for everyone and may (and almost certainly will)
contain some quite graphical scenes depicting preteen girls, and
adult women in extreme sexual situations
These may include, but are not limited to, rape, sexual torture,
and brutal murder. If any of these subjects offends you, or if
reading such material is illegal for your location and/or age then
don't go any further!
All actions depicted herein are purely fiction and I, the author,
do not condone any such actions.
If you got past that I am going to assume that you, like myself,
are a 'sick fuck' who gets off on the rape and torture of children.
If not, then what the fuck are you doing reading THIS?
If you wish to contact me, the author, I can be reached directly
at:alocer_loki@yahoo.com
Thank you, and enjoy the story
Alocer Loki
Chapter 11
Her scream was glorious.
The sumptuous sound reverberated around the brick walls of the cellar.
The resonant cry pierced my very soul; I absorbed all of the agony, all
of the fear and all of the anguish that the tiny five-year-old child was
experiencing. I had never felt so alive, so seraphic. I needed to hurt
this angelic creature even more more so that I would feel even better.
However, the pain subsided and the child calmed down into tears. Her
burnt little nipples were cracked and the blood now trailed in three
long lines down her chest and seeped into the outline of her dainty
body. I stroked my hand over the crying child's forehead. "Shh honey," I
whispered.
Amy's breathing was rapid and irregular, and her agape eyes flickered
about with a savage glare. Soon, even that calmed down and she focused
on me. Her big blue and bloodshot peepers stared at me; they were
begging for me to stop. I lent in close and kissed her on her nose. I
brushed my lips down and ran my tongue across her lips, amused at the
taste of her mother's piss.
Elaine was quiet -- probably lost in her own pain as well as that of
her daughter. I looked up at the woman and smiled. The tears dripped off
of her chin and splashed in small drops over her fat breasts, mingling
with her sweat. "I think you should make Amy feel better," I told her.
The pensive woman didn't seem to hear me at first, but then blinked and
cocked her head towards me. "What? Ohh yes sir, how?" she babbled.
I grunted. "Come over here so I can hit you," I told the woman.
At a snails pace, but without hesitation, Elaine dropped to her knees
and crawled towards me. Kneeling up as she got to my feet, the woman
looked me in the eye. She didn't seem to be there at all. I struck her
across the face with the back of my hand and she tipped over, hitting
the floor with a grunt. Her eyes seemed somewhat clearer when she looked
back up at me. "Lick her clean, then get her off," I told my ex.
"Get her off?" she flinched as she asked the question.
I kicked out. "Eat her pussy you stupid whore," I spat at her.
The woman barked in pain and clutched onto her ribs. "Okay!" she cried.
"Get the piss off of her face first," I muttered.
Amy had calmed down to just a quiet, exhausted sobbing. The subdued
little girl closed her bloodshot eyes, she turned her head and yawned.
Elaine pulled herself up into a half-squat so that her head hovered
over where her tiny child lay on the box. She stared at her daughter for
several moments before murmuring, "Sorry."
The young woman poked out her tongue and started to lap her own piss
off of her own infant. Amy started to giggle, although, however much I
wanted to believe that my sexy thing was already recovering, I realised
that it was simply because Mummy was ticking her. Not that her giggling
wasn't very erotic. I crouched down beside mother and daughter and
stroked my fingers through Elaine's dark hair. "Touch the little slut
you inconsiderate whore," I muttered.
The long elegant fingers of Elaine's trembling left hand brushed across
the five-year-old's ankle. With a slow grace the woman moved her hand up
Amy's leg caressing every curve on the child's thigh. The woman touched
her little girl until the leg curved in towards the child's sexual
organ.
My own touch trailed down Elaine's back. I rubbed on the woman,
cherishing the warmth of my former lover. "Rub her pussy," I said. "Amy
likes that."
Elaine's hesitation seemed to drain away; I suspected that she figured
that it was okay so long as she had been told to do it. Her slender
fingers slipped into Amy's tight, bald, abused and sore little crack.
Amy gasped and a tiny moan escaped over her shallow and sharp breaths. I
ran my own hand down over Elaine's bottom and moved my finger's between
her legs. I started to prod her swollen clit. "You can do better than
that Elaine," I said.
The woman grizzled, but her fingers pressed harder into her violated
daughter's tortured pussy. Amy was groaning in a mixture of pain and
pleasure. I could see her hips beginning to wriggle around, but fresh
tears were appearing in her eyes. Her torn little pussy was obviously
causing much pain as well as pleasure. Elaine quickly realised that it
was the hole was causing the discomfort, which led the woman to
concentrate on her baby girl's clitoris.
Amy gasped and moaned. Her little head moved about and the tears
subsided. Her breathing grew deeper and I could see her looking at her
mother. Her cute little gasps sounded out around the room. When she
spoke she surprised even me. "Can we kiss now Mummy," the child begged.
I laughed, pushing a finger inside Elaine, I told the woman, "Go on,
kiss her."
Amy poked out her little wet tongue eager to taste her Mummy. Elaine's
sobs were so pitiful as she opened her mouth to suck her baby girl into
it. I could see that it was Amy that was doing all the kissing. The tiny
little pre-teen didn't seem to mind as she ground her little baby pussy
into her mother's hand and moaned into her mouth.
I settled myself onto my knees beside the two of them and moved my hand
from Elaine's hot twat to Amy's sleek young leg. I ran my fingers up the
child's thigh, smearing her mother's juice over her pale skin, until I
contacted with Elaine. "You know she likes having her pussy licked, you
should do that for her," I said.
Elaine turned her head away. There was wet pop as she broke the seal
with Amy's mouth. "Mummy!" whined Amy with her cute little tongue
hanging out.
Elaine looked at me wish such a glare that I shivered. "I can felt how
wet you are. You do enjoying abusing the little cunt." I laughed.
"You evil bastard," she spat.
I grinned. "And to think, if only everybody had minded their own
business when I was teaching Sammy how to suck cock, I would have
proposed to you and none of this would ever have happened," I said. "Get
down and suck on her pussy you dyke cunt."
"Yeah, lick my fanny instead!" Amy chirped.
"Ohh baby," blubbered the helpless woman.
I took hold of Elaine's dark hair and pulled her downward. The woman
shifted her knees back, barking with every move. Her fingers left Amy's
pussy as she settled her face against her little girl's pelvis. The
woman seemed to stare at it for almost a minute before she pushed out
her tongue and ran it into Amy's pussy.
I reached down between the two of them and used my finger's to spread
Amy's tiny little cunt wide open. Elaine gasped and pulled back her
head. The tear in Amy's little pussy was quite obvious now. It was
bleeding again from what I was doing. Amy had her eyes squeezed shut and
was moaning. More tears appeared at the corners of her eyes and tumbled
down her sweet and twisted face.
It was her hard little clitoris that drew my attention. It was still
utterly tiny, hardly visible, but the tiny little red lump looked
ever-so sore. Hardly surprising, considering I'd hardly left it alone
since I'd abducted the little slut.
I looked up at Elaine and spat into her face. Elaine yelped in
surprised and jerked backward; as she did, I struck the woman across her
jaw with my fist. The blow glanced off of her chin, but Elaine hit the
floor like a stone. "Can't you see your daughter is horny?" I demanded.
"Fucking lick!"
Elaine pulled herself up and let her face drop into Amy's pussy. I felt
her tongue move out over my fingers as she probed Amy's tender and
bleeding little vagina.
Sarah was hunched up in the corner of the room. I could see her out of
the corner of my eye, it was like she was trying to hide herself away
from us. Hoping we'd forget her, no doubt. Frank had his eyes closed.
His cock was bent over but was still holding some shape. He looked quite
exhausted. I, on the other hand, was still up for more; my cock was sore
and almost numb but I was hard.
"Sarah baby," I called.
The little girl jumped and her head shot up. She stared at me, her
bright green eyes locking onto mine. She shook her head. Tears trickled
down her face as her mouth opened. Her lips moved but she made no sound.
Finally, she managed the tiniest little noise. "Yes sir?" she squeaked.
"Come here slut," I said.
The brunette padded towards me with short awkward steps. Staring at my
cock, the child swallowed hard. I looked down at Amy. My little angel
had her eyes closed and a rather serene look covered her features. "I
want you to sit on Amy's face," I said. "I'm sure my baby will lick you,
won't you honey?"
"Ah-huh," moaned Amy.
Sarah looked down at her step-sister and shifted her legs until she had
planted a foot one either side of the child's head. I reached up and
stroked the dark hair away from the eight-year-old's face. "Give me a
smile honey," I said.
The sad little girl stretched her lips until she shot me a hapless
smile. She then crouched down until her hot little pussy was pressed
against her baby sister's face.
Amy stretched her pink wet tongue out into Sarah's pussy. She didn't
know quite what to do with it and just licked up and down the crack. It
looked beautiful: these three girls making love in front of us. On the
other hand, it was also quite pitiful. Of all three the only one
enjoying the experience was my little Amy.
I loved her.
I massaged my foreskin up and down my sore cock head. I was enjoying
myself nearly as much as Amy. I looked across at Frank, he had eyes open
and was staring at the three females in his life. His cock was now as
stiff as my own, but he kept his hand away.
"Hmmm Mummy," Amy groaned into Sarah's pussy.
The youngest girl squirmed about, wriggling and giggling. It was almost
as if she had forgotten about all of the pain she had been put through
just minutes before. The blood had dried on her chest but tears still
fell down her sweet little face from her shut eyes.
My eyes drifted up over Sarah's long legs. The pale skinned child was
trembling, and it was causing her bottom to wobble. I reached my hand
forward pressed my fingers into the small of her back.
The child flinched at my touch. I really felt sorry for the poor little
thing; she'd experienced so much for someone so young.
It was so sexy.
My attention was diverted as Frank stood up. His long thick cock
extended in front of him, the fat red head barely visible through the
small opening in his foreskin. "I'm going to make some coffee," he
yawned.
"Too much for you?" I jibbed.
"I'm fucking knackered," the man admitted. "But after coffee I'll be
good and then we can get on with this."
The man's eyes shone with much more ardency than I would have liked,
but we had already discussed this. This time it was his call. "Sure I'll
have some, strong and white," I said.
"No problem," said Frank. "They do look cute like that."
As Frank turned to leave I looked down at the three of them. I gazed at
Elaine's supple neck, and the way the small bones extruded in her back
and I felt my heart quicken. I found myself no longer interested in this
show. "You may as well stop," I muttered.
Elaine broke off of her daughter immediately and knelt up looking
relived that she hadn't gotten the child off any more. Sarah was slower
to respond, the little girl fell to the side and sat cross legged
staring at Amy, Elaine and myself; she still trembled.
Amy grabbed onto her Mother's arm an pulled herself up. "But I don't
wanna stop," she moaned. "It hurts when it stops."
I smiled at them all. They were all so beautiful but I felt the most
pity for Sarah. The eight-year-old started shake her head. "I wish I'd
never come to live here," she mumbled.
"Ohh I'm so sorry," Elaine moaned.
"I want to go back to live with my Mummy. MY Mummy."
Elaine reached her arms forward and Sarah sunk into her embrace. She
wrapped her arms around the woman and buried her head against her
step-mother's shoulder. Elaine squeezed on the little girl rubbing her
back. The woman was speechless. It was obvious from where I was sitting
that she found the 'it will be all right' speeches to be utterly futile.
The woman hugged her little ward. I was touched as I watched them hold
each other and cry their eyes out. "I had no idea," Elaine moaned. "I'm
so sorry."
Sarah stopped making any noise at all for a moment and then pulled
back, tearing herself from Elaine's embrace. "It's all your fault!" she
screamed.
Elaine was stunned. She breathed in hard and fast causing her breasts
to rise and fall quickly. "N-no don't think that baby," she moaned.
The young woman reached out towards the little girl but Sarah pulled
back. "No it is all your fault," she sobbed. "My mummy fucked me and
Granddad never hurt me. He liked watching. If you did that for Daddy..."
The child fell to the floor a babbling mess.
I looked at Elaine. She sat with her mouth agape. I was just as stunned
as my former lover. It wasn't every day a child accused you for not
molesting her. "Jenny f-f what?" Elaine murmured.
"My word," I sighed with a wide grin spreading across my lips.
The child didn't answer.
Elaine shifted herself forward and rubbed on Sarah's back. "Please
don't think it is my fault," she murmured. "Please..."
It was too late for her to say any more, Frank pushed open the door and
tottered down the steps, singing to himself. The girls fell silent.
Apart from Amy, who was moaning. The little thing was masturbating
again. I had to laugh.
Frank handed me the flask of coffee and I took a swig almost choking
from the strength. "Jesus Frank, how much did you put in?"
The man ignored me and instead held up his hand. "Look what I found,"
he said grinning.
The two thick meat skewers looked menacing, the dull twisted steel was
certainly blunt, they were more than a decade old. I'd forgotten I'd
ever had them. "Do you want the honours or should I?" the man asked.
"Ahhhh," gasped Amy.
"I think Amy should do it," I suggested.
"You are a cruel bastard," Frank laughed.
Frank handed me one of the skewers, and he reached down to snatch up
the tiny child in his huge hands. As she was pulled form the ground the
child screamed. "No!" her tiny mitts extended towards me and she kicked
her small feet about.
I reached out and took the child Frank and wrapped her in my arms.
"Shhh," I said rubbing her back. "It's alright. He was just giving you
to me honey. We want you to do something for us."
The teary eyed blond looked up at me. "Okay Uncle Ian," she whispered
and settled her head against my chest.
"Shhh," I sounded and rubbed my finger across her button nose. "I love
you baby."
Amy looked up. "Please don't hurt me," she whispered.
"I'm not going to hurt you," I reassured her. I lifted up the skewer
and I felt Amy's leg's clench against my waist. The little girl squeezed
her eyes shut and buried her face into my chest. "I want you to stab
Mummy's boob with this."
The little girl raised her head. "Oh?" she whispered.
"Will you do that for me baby?" I asked.
The child reached up with her small hand and took he skewer into it and
nodded. She was such a tiny little thing that I doubted she'd be able to
pierce Elaine's skin, but I wanted to see her try. "Yes," she whispered
rubbing her other hand over my hairy chest. "I love you back."
I leant down and kissed Amy on her forehead. "You are such a good
girl," I told her.
Frank grabbed Elaine and pulled her to her feet. "Hold your tits so
your daughter can stab you better, cunt," he growled at her.
Elaine moved her hands up her belly and lifted her tits up in her
hands. She stared at me as she supported them. "You are an evil
bastard," she growled at me.
I nodded and kissed Amy on her ear. "Come on now baby, hit it against
her nice and hard okay?"
"Okay sir," Amy said.
Amy lifted her hand up above her head and brought the sharp skewer down
against Elaine's left breast. Nothing happened, a tiny dent showed in
top it. Amy growled, I was surprised at her. The child lifted her hand
again and, against stabbed at her Mummy. Again the skewer bounced off.
"Not fair," the child spat.
The little stabbed at her Mother's breast with abandon, her hand went
up and down as she tried to get it inside. Elaine was mewling with pain.
Amy gasped and then Elaine screamed. The child jumped back into me and
wrapped her hands around my neck. Elaine had pulled her hand up to grab
hold of her breast. I could see the blood dribbling around her fingers.
I reached for the skewer and held onto the top. "Move your hand back
down," I ordered the woman.
Elaine did as she was told. The skewer had barley pierced the flesh,
but it had been enough. I smiled and started push down on it myself,
slowly driving the skewer through the woman's breast. The woman's eyes
rolled and her hands dropped to the side. I was surprised that she
didn't pass out.
As the point of the skewer extruded form the bottom of her breast I let
it go, watching the clamp wobble. I took hold of the mole grips and
looked at Elaine. "Do these hurt?" I asked.
The woman gasped. "God yes," she sobbed.
I shrugged and let it drop. The woman barked with pain as her bleeding
breast bounced. With a grin I pulled my hand back to myself and put it
with the other one, fondling Amy's bum. "I'm sorry," the child
whimpered.
I turned my back on Elaine and stoked my left hand up over Amy's back.
"Aww that's okay honey," I moaned. "You were a good girl."
"I guess I should do the next one," Frank chuckled.
I wanted to see this and so I turned back around. Frank grabbed hold of
the clamp attracted to the nipple of Elaine's other breast and pulled it
straight out. The woman squeezed her eyes shut and let out a long cry.
The man pressed the dull end of the thick skewer more than two inches
above her nipple. The skin around the point began to wrinkle and concave
as the man increased the pressure. Elaine's moan turned into a
shattering howl as the skewer plunged into her breast.
The man drove the spike through his wife's bosom until it tore out of
the bottom. Frank released the mole-grips and took a step back with a
wide grin across his face. Even I had to admire the symmetry.
I moved up behind the woman, and, still holding her infant daughter in
my arms, shoved her forwards across to one of the boxes. The hapless
woman shuffled forwards as I pushed until she was stood next to the box.
I perched Amy down on the wooden surface and smiled at the baby girl.
The little angel kicked her legs against the box and stared at her
mother, it was as if she was just curious to see what was going to
happen next.
Satisfied that Amy would be good I placed both of my hands on Elaine.
"Kneel," I told her.
The woman's shudders reverberated down my arms as she crouched towards
the floor. As her tortured breast contacted with the box I held her
fast. "That is enough," I told her.
The half-crouched woman drew in a deep breath. Her legs shook out of
sync with the rest of her body causing her to wobble about. I pushed her
forward a little to get her breasts to settle on the box. They only went
as far as the two skewers but I felt that was enough.
I reached down to grab Elaine's hands and pulled her arms behind her
back. I pulled them up until the woman barked with even more pain. Frank
made his way beside his wife and myself. Amy whimpered and shrank away
from the big man but as I shot her a glare the poor little girl just
lowered her shoulders and kept in her seat.
Frank cast his hand and a dozen six inch nails scattered across the
box. I wish I could have seen the look on Elaine's face . "No!" the
woman screamed. "Please, dear god no! You can't be serious."
She pulled against me and nearly ripped her hands free from my grasp. I
placed my knee into the centre of her back and pressed her forward.
Elaine's struggles turned into a slight wriggle but her sobs increased
in volume.
Frank brandished the claw hammer and grinned. "Come off it cunt, I'm
just going to nail your tits down to the box. It isn't like I'm going to
lay Amy out and nail her down," he said.
"You wouldn't!" cried Elaine.
Frank make a fist with his free hand and smacked his wife across the
jaw. "Yes I fucking would!" he roared at her.
Elaine stopped struggling and leaned back against me. Her breast heaved
as she drew in a deep breath and then spat blood out over the box.
I pushed my face into her hair and gave her a kiss. While Frank lined
up the first nail; digging it into the woman's areola, just above where
the mole-grips crushed her dark nipple.
Frank raised the hammer above his head and I braced myself. My eyes
followed it as it shot downward and struck the flat head of the nail.
The silver spike sunk almost two inches through Elaine's breast and into
the box below.
The scream was astounding, and the strength of which Elaine pulled at
me was just as amazing. I grunted as I strained to keep her still. Frank
didn't seem at all concerned about my efforts as he put the second nail
to the woman's other breast. Again, he smacked it straight through and
into the box.
Elaine's fight almost died as the fourth nail was put through her
breasts, and by the sixth I let go of her and watched the woman slump
forward against the box. She cried out as her breasts tore and pressed
her hands against the box to righten herself a little.
Elaine stared down at her tits, and at the six nails that held them in
place as Frank lined up yet another. The woman looked up at her husband.
"Please," she whimpered.
Frank didn't even answer her before he drove the nail in. The only
acknowledgement he gave her with the next nail was to pull her hand out
of the way so that he could put it in. Elaine was running out of skin
but Frank still had many more nails to go.
Amy was looking at her mother's face and breasts. Oddly, there wasn't
concern on her expression but curiosity. I placed my hand on Amy's thigh
and squeezed it. "I want you to go and get me the chain I used to whip
you earlier," I told her.
Amy ruffled her brow.
"Aww baby, it's for Mummy," I said.
"Oh, okay," said Amy.
The child held out her arms and I helped her down and watched as she
scurried off across the cellar. Casting my gaze then across to my right,
I saw the washing line I had used to tie Amy up on her first day. With a
smile I walked over to retentive the yellow nylon. Looking back at how
Elaine was keeping herself up by just her hands I grinned.
I pulled the woman's hand away together and laughed as she fell against
the box. My ex lover squealed as her tits tore once again. Frank was
still finding area's to drive in more nails, and now had five in each
breast. As glanced down at them he shrugged, "No more room," he
muttered.
"You forgot her nipples," I reminded him.
The man chuckled to himself and then reached down to release the
mole-grips from the woman's breasts. Her reaction was not quite what I
had hoped: although she did cry out and her body trembled even more than
it already was. I guess that not much was returning to her nipples from
where it was spilling out from where the nails were embedded into her.
As Frank lined up the next nail, I bound Elaine's hands behind her
back. With her trembling legs, it was all Elaine could do to keep from
ripping the nails out of her own breasts. I felt Amy rub up against me,
her head settled on my arse and her arms wrapped around my legs.
I put my hand down and traced over her tiny fingers and eased the chain
from her grip. Amy leg to of my leg and moved back around in front of
me. I couldn't help myself. I lashed the chain at her, aiming for her
fat little pussy. The whip missed and wrapped around her waist and
finally striking across her belly. Amy tripped up and tumbled to the
floor where she curled up into a little ball. She wept and trembled
holding her hands to the new whip mark on her belly.
I smiled, it was so cute to see her like that. My cock twitched and I
was about to put my hand down to rub it but starting at Amy I had a
better idea. "Suck me," I told the child.
I turned back around in time to see Frank drive in the last nail
through Elaine's nipple. I could hardly see any flesh below the two
skewers. There was, however, plenty of blood.
Amy pulled herself up and crawled in front of me. Her tiny hand
wrapping around my cock came almost as a surprise. I reached down and
stroked her golden hair. "That is a good girl," I said and she put it in
her mouth.
My cock was too over used and numb for there to be any real chance of
cumming into Amy's lovely little mouth, but it felt celestial just
having this angel suck on me.
Frank started whack the nails in further, banging several with each
blow he watched as they sunk deeper and deeper through Elaine's breasts.
It was only a matter of time before the hammer mashed into the woman's
mutilated boobs.
As Elaine screamed I started to whip her back and arse with the chain.
In just two blows her legs gave out, Frank was still bashing at her
breasts with the hammer, blood was spraying across the box as he started
to smash at the woman's nipples.
I swung my own arm back and forth, brining up long red lines across her
abused body. We both rained torturous blows onto Elaine. Her supple body
twisted under the brutal assault; tearing at her own breasts to get away
from the pain. Then, all of a sudden, the screaming stopped and Elaine's
limp body hung from the box with just the nails through her breasts.
I pulled back her head to and stared at her pain ridden face. Even
unconscious like this she looked like she was in utter agony. "At least
she's still breathing," I muttered.
"How long is it going to take," spat Frank. His cock strained out in
front of him it was so swollen it looked like it might pop.
I looked down at Amy and ran my finger's through her blond hair. "Get
Sarah to give head," I said. "That'll keep it up."
The man snorted and threw his hammer down. I had to admit that, with
what he was waiting for, having his cock in his little girl's mouth
again did pale in comparison.
I glanced back down at Amy and at her mouth stretched wide over my
cock, she was so cute. I then looked across at Sarah. It occurred to me
that I might not have another chance to this. I reached down and grabbed
Amy and pulled her off of my cock. She flinched as I lifted her up onto
the box but she stood starring at me. I looked down and gave a sad smile
at her abused little body. She was so violated that it must have been
painful for the little thing to so much as move.
"Sarah. Honey," I called.
"Y-yes sir?" the little girl squeaked back.
I turned around to look at the trembling brunette. "Come here baby
slut," I told her.
The panicked little girl quickly strode across the room and came to a
stop in front of me. Her big green eyes looked at mine but the child
looked like she was ready to run away at any moment.
The child winced as I placed my hands under her arms. I lifted the dark
haired eight year old up and stood her on the box, beside Amy and just
in front of Elaine's bleeding boobs.
The two girls stood shifting from foot to foot. I looked at the
terrified Sarah. She, being a little more experienced, would know what
to do. I smiled and ran my nail up her long leg. "I want you to make
love to Amy; just like how Mummy used to fuck you, understand?" I said.
Sarah took in a deep breath and glanced down at the chain I had in my
hand. "It is for if you don't do it good enough," I told her.
Sarah shook her head.
I sighed. "You love Amy don't you?" I asked.
"Yes, yes," said Sarah.
"Like your Mummy used to love you?"
"Ah-huh."
"Well, I want you to make Amy happy. Like Mummy used to do to you."
"Okay," whispered Sarah.
"Is she going to lick me!" chirped Amy.
I laughed. "Well that is up to Sarah baby," I said.
"Yeah I want you to lick me," Amy told Sarah.
Sarah extended her hand and stroked Amy's hair from in front of her
eyes. "Yes Amy, I'm going to lick you."
"Yey!"
Sarah leant forward until her mouth brushed across Amy's cheek. Amy
moaned and put her arms around her big-sister's waist. Her little mouth
opened up and she mewled. Sarah put her arms around Amy and moved her
head across placing tiny little kisses across the little girl's face
until the eight-year-old found her step-sister's mouth. Amy pushed her
tongue out into Sarah's willing mouth and the two pre-teens locked
against each other.
Sarah's hands ran down Amy's battered little body. Stroking their way
over the child's back and over her red and bruised buttocks. There
wasn't much white skin left on Amy.
Sarah trailed her left hand between Amy's buttocks and down to access
her pussy from the rear. Amy moaned and started to grind her self back
on Sarah's hand.
Sarah pulled her head to the side, breaking form the kiss. Amy moaned
and Sarah took her hand out form her pussy. "Lay down," Sarah said.
"Okay," said Amy in a breathless tone.
The five-year-old settled herself down onto her back and opened her
legs wide. She knew exactly what she wanted.
Sarah dropped to her knees and leant over Amy until her lips touched
the child's damaged nipple. "Mmmm," Amy moaned squirming around the box.
I looked across at Frank. The man had his hand on his stiff cock and
was stroking it very slowly. I considered doing the same, but I was sore
enough as it was. I wanted to save something.
Sarah trailed her kisses down Amy's tiny body. The five-year-old blond
giggled as the older girl pecked at her body. Amy wriggled her hips
trying to coax her step-sister down to her baby cunt.
The eight-year-old girl continued her slow decent down Amy's body,
until she started to lick around the child's belly button. "Not there!"
cried Amy. "Down, my fanny please!"
Sarah giggled and opened her mouth wide and encircled Amy's navel and
then started to kiss her way back up her belly.
Amy started shift herself up with Sarah, "No, the other way!" the cute
five-year-old moaned.
Sarah giggled, "Sorry," she squeaked and started back down.
Amy sighed as Sarah settled her face into her pussy. I looked across to
see the young girl running her tongue over Amy's clit. It was a
beautiful sight.
Amy opened her mouth and breathed in hard; her flat little chest rose
and fell rapidly and she squirmed about on the rough wooden box. Her
hand flailed out to the side and bashed her mother in the face.
Elaine jerked and let out a cry. I snatched the woman's hair and pulled
her head back. She opened her eyes and glazed at me. She blinked a few
times and then squeezed them shut. Tears flooded back into her eyes. She
opened her mouth as if to speak but I slapped the woman hard before she
could make a noise. Pushing her head level I let her watch as Sarah made
lesbian love to her sweet little daughter.
Amy was gasping and moaning, and she squirmed around the box flailing
her arms around, quite often she would smack her sobbing Mummy in the
face or her mutilated breasts. The child screamed her climax. Her tiny
baby body trembled as the orgasm racked her tiny frame. Sarah sat up
licking her lips and turned her head as if to seek my approval.
I smiled at them.
Frank, was now obviously impatient he came up behind the children and
shoved them both off of the desk. As they hit the floor both little
girls started to cry. They scrambled together and huddled in each others
arms.
The claw hammer clunked as it smacked into the top of the wooden box.
The man hastily thrust the claw around the first nail, tearing a huge
gash in Elaine's breast as he did it, to pull the it out of the wood.
Elaine screamed and faltered, but I put my hand out to steady her and
watched while Frank uprooted the long nails. After pulling up three
Frank hit on the idea of simply easing the hammer beneath Elaine's
mutilated breast and heaving it up. One of the remaining nails pulled
up, but the one in her nipple tore out. Blood poured from the tear and
the delirious woman howled.
The man wasted no time with the other breast. He simply forced the
sharp claw of the hammer under Elaine's breast and levered it up. The
nails in the centre of her mammary pulled out of the box, while those at
the edges, and in her nipple tore out of Elaine's flesh. The blood was
insurmountable. It poured out of the many tears and streamed down
Elaine's belly.
While it wasn't life threatening, it did look like a lot. I pulled
Elaine up to her feet. The woman wobbled but was able to stand on her
own. Frank was breathing hard, panting like a dog. He dropped to the
floor and lay back with his cock pointing straight into the air.
I pushed Elaine forward until she stood straddling her husband. She
stared down at her bloody breasts. She seemed quite unaware as I pushed
her down. She gasped as Frank's cock pushed its way inside her pussy,
her head shot around and she stared at me. Tears flooded down her lovely
face. "Help," she whimpered.
I smiled at the woman. My former lover. My heart pounded in my chest as
I raised the chain. I held an end in either hand she looked at it. "I
love you honey," I said to her softly.
Frank raised his hands and gripped hold of her hips pulling her down,
impaling her with his cock. She tugged at her hands, still tied behind
her back. I grinned and wrapped the chain around my ex lover's neck. I
tightened it until I heard her choke and then drop the ends over her
shoulders so that they dangled over her bleeding breasts.
As the chain loosened Elaine took in a deep breath. "No!" she screamed,
as she was suddenly aware as to what as happening. "Please God no! Oh
please noooo!"
Frank snatched up the ends of the chain and pulled on them. All
Elaine's screams and pleas were cut off. The woman pulled at her knees,
trying to get away from the man. Frank, started fuck up into his wife as
he pulled on the chain. Elaine's face was purple and Frank's eyes looked
like those of a wild animal.
My own cock pressed out hard in front of me. I couldn't help but rub it
with one hand while smeared the blood from Elaine's breasts over her
with my other.
"Mummy! Mummy!" Amy started to cry she ran over towards us and started
pull on Frank's hand.
The man swatted at her and the five year old was sent sprawling across
the room. She looked up with tears flooding down her face. "Mummy," she
gasped as the woman collapsed onto Frank's chest.
But the man wasn't finished. He pulled the chains even harder. Even I
cringed as I heard her neck snap. My cock, however, leapt at the
sickening sound. Amy screamed and his her head in her hands. "Mummy,"
she moaned.
Frank hurled the woman's body, and she was quite dead, over until her
floppy head smacked against the concrete floor and he could pivot
himself better. He started to fuck hard into his late wife. He was
drooling all over her lifeless face. Her eyes were wide and her tongue
swollen. I didn't find it at all appealing. Frank kissed it. My friend
fucked into his wife's lifeless body until he finally grunted. His legs
stiffened and his muscular buttocks shuddered. His cum spilt into her
body and he rolled off of her.
Amy looked up for just a moment and hid her face away again. "Mummy!"
Completed: 13/09/2003
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