Message-ID: <23726asstr$956031094@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000417135515.16094.qmail@web4005.mail.yahoo.com> From: Kelvar Varkel Subject: {ASSM} Jake and the Castaway Daughters (Mf M+f MF mg hist oral rape) {Varkel} [9/12] Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2000 00:11:36 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: apuleius, gill-bates, dennyw Chapter 9: Domestic Bliss __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Send online invitations with Yahoo! Invites. http://invites.yahoo.com <1st attachment, "3jnar09.txt" begin> Jake and the Castaway Daughters a Novelette by Varkel Spring, 2000 CHAPTER 9: Domestic Bliss Belle sat in the shade while Jill played in the small waves a hundred yards down the beach. It had been almost a week since Marie was carried off by cannibals, and while she could not forget her middle sister, Belle had to go on. She had to look after little Jill. Jake came up and sat beside her silently. No words were required because she knew what he wanted, that he had come to claim his reward after a decent interval of mourning. She sat with her back against the bole of a tree, her legs stretched straight before her. She shuddered slightly in apprehension when he touched the flesh of her leg just below the hem of the petticoat. She turned her face to him, and as they stared at each other, she felt his hand move slowly on her skin, under the petticoat to her knee and then up her thigh. "Please don't," she said. "Jill will see us." But she did not stir, did not interfere with his hand. "She's too far away, Belle, and she's busy with her sand castle." "Please, Higgins, not just yet." But the young woman spread her legs just enough to allow him access to the inside of her upper thighs, which were soft and warm. Belle closed her eyes, after a quick glance down the beach at Jill, and relaxed completely. She did not return the kiss which he placed on her lips, nor did she seek to touch him. Jake's head rested on the tree trunk next to the girl's, so close that his breathing was audible. She clenched her eyes tighter when she felt his fingers begin to explore her feminine parts and finally concentrate on the magic spot. "Oh, God!" she gasped and bit her lower lip as fingers invaded her vagina more and more deeply while a thumb continued to excite her clitoris. "You like this, I see," the man observed smugly as he nuzzled the her head with his face. "I have so much more for you, darling." Belle's body trembled slightly and her mouth dropped open to emit a series of shrill groans. She soon quieted and opened her eyes when the man removed his hand. She watched him lick his fingers lasciviously and leer openly. "Come, Belle. Let's scoot behind this tree and do it properly." "No, no, not now." She got to her feet, a bit wobbly on her legs, avoiding his eyes. "Later. Tonight, when Jill's asleep. I'll come to you." With that she turned and walked out onto the sand in the direction of the little sister who was playing so innocently. * * * They lay naked together in the warm, dark night. Jill nestled in her sister's arm as she rubbed herself to get that pleasure which was so delightful, which helped her to sleep. Belle embraced the little sister when she began to groan and felt a vicarious pleasure at her squeaks. "Good night, Belle," Jill whispered in a sleepy voice, kissed the lips of the older one gently and turned onto her side. Belle caressed the younger's slender thigh, rubbing her hand lightly up and down its softness until she heard a snore. After waiting a few more minutes to be certain that Jill was indeed asleep, she rose carefully and eased herself out of the small hut. She had to do it, she thought as she picked her way carefully in the darkness. She had to do it for Jill who otherwise would fall easy prey to the dirty old man at the bottom of the path. In the absence of a regular concubine, Higgins would not hesitate to take the child, as he did Marie, who had been but little older. She would sacrifice herself, her body, to his lust -- casting aside the troubling realization that it would not, in fact be a sacrifice. She was eager to reach the bottom of the path. However much she disdained the man, she yearned to experience this part of life fully for the first time. * * * "Higgins?" she called as she groped in the darkness of the overcast night. "Straight ahead, darling," he responded cheerfully, not far away. She cringed at the familiarity in his voice; he was not her equal. "There, I have you," he crowed, grasping her hand and pulling her to him, their naked bodies touching. "Ah, Belle, you feel so soft." His arms went around the barely mature young woman, almost as tall as himself. "Give me a kiss." "I didn't promise kisses, Higgins, much less affection!" She snapped her face away from the touch of his beard. "But I shall kiss your lips tonight, Belle, if not the upper ones." The once proper young woman, modesty long forfeit in the savage environment, cringed at the crudeness of his words, yet felt a tingle of anticipation. "Will this take long?" she asked sourly in a tone she would normally reserve for a tardy bootsmith. "We have all night, precious," he replied, palming a magnificent breast that was soft, pert and modest. "I will give you pleasure." "I'd rather not, if it will take all night with you. Get on with it and assuage your lust." "Perhaps we shouldn't talk so much," he murmured, smiling in his beard at the tell-tale nipple coming to a point in his palm. Licking her neck, he pulled her gently to the ground with him. "I wish it were light enough to see your body closely, lovely Belle. Your pale flesh is so beautiful. Why do you avoid the sun?" She did not respond. She felt a mouth on one breast and a caressing hand on the other. She tried to imagine another man doing this, but she could think only of the boy, Wu Fong. She relaxed and fantasized an adult Wu Fong, nibbling her thighs, pushing them apart and ... "Oh, God!" she cried aloud when a tongue licked her magic spot. The fantasy in her mind disappeared as blown fog in the reality of the crude, physical ecstasy that overwhelmed her body. She did not hold back, could not, could only surrender totally to it. She did not know that she rolled her head violently and squeezed her breasts almost painfully. She did not hear the scream that rushed from her open mouth. The exquisite pleasure was simply unbearable. "Please, please," she gasped, pushing at the head between her thighs, which afforded a momentary respite. Before she could relax and collect herself a body's weight pressed atop her, and she screamed in abandon when something monstrous, something alien, pushed into her body, then out, then in again with a forceful thrust. It was unrelenting in its determination to undo her mind. With an awesome, frightening rush her body was assailed by a sensory explosion that was totally indescribable, that convulsed her in unimaginable physical bliss. As it abated she had time just to shudder before she was overwhelmed by another wave of it. She had thought she understood the meaning of ecstasy. This was the reality. Belle was aware of the man's kisses and the tickling of his beard on her face. She had never before felt so relaxed and at peace. Her body was limp, "You liked that very much," she heard a voice speaking into her face. How smug it was, she thought, and its breath was sour. Higgins! She pushed him forcefully away and struggled to rise, but succeeded only to hands and knees. She had no strength. "Stay here, pretty one," Jake purred, pulling on a rounded buttock. "We can do it again quite soon." She felt moisture leaking down her thigh. Heavenly Father, she groaned inwardly, the creature has impregnated me! She crawled away from the man on her hands and knees until she was able to rise and stagger back up the path. * * * Belle slept well into the next morning. When she finally awoke, memory of the night's inconceivable pleasure was at the front of her mind. Involuntarily she twisted her legs together and discovered a soreness that only strengthened the feeling. The fat penis had pounded something deep within her that had never been touched. In so doing it had washed her mind away in unmitigated ecstasy. Her hand went to the source, then flew away. She wanted the entire experience again, not some pale imitation. But in the light of day, when she came out onto the ledge and saw Higgins playing some incomprehensible game in the dust with Jill, she was aghast that she had given herself to that wretched old man. "Jill, come here!" she barked, glaring at the man whose smirk that morning was bold beyond precedence. "But Jake and I are about to go swimming," the little voice responded with a pout. "You'll bathe with me. Higgins has to work on the storm wall." * * * That night, when Jill was so soundly asleep that she did not stir even to the gentle sucking of Belle's lips on one of her swollen nipples, the older girl got up and left the house. She despised herself as she walked down the path naked in the moonlight. "Belle, I've been awaiting you," Jake said softly from the darkness of a shadow, startling the young woman. "I want to be on top," she declared. "I know your fear, dearest, but trust me to pull out in time." Belle did not trust him in the least, but she would submit to anything, to whatever humiliation, to experience that awesome pleasure once again. To what had Marie likened it: a Chinese opium addiction? Every night after that she left the ledge and visited Jake. He pulled his fat member out of her before spewing forth, usually. She relished the onset of her next curse. She had dodged a bullet, she thought. Jake eventually persuaded the girl to lie with him in the afternoon also, when Jill was playing on the beach. "I want to see your beauty," he argued. But Belle disliked the sight of him. She achieved another curse with a sigh of relief. * * * "Have we been here for a whole year, Jake?" the beautiful young girl asked as she absent-mindedly dug at the sand with a toe. "No, poodle, just about nine months. I think." "Nothing ever changes," she complained. "That's not so, sweetheart," Jake replied and cupped one of the girl's small breasts. "You didn't arrive on the island with these. And you're inches taller also." A wave of excitement rose in the man, pumping blood into his penis. He had never openly fondled the girl before, although he had wanted to, especially during the last months. He was gratified that she did not protest or move away from his touch. "They're getting bigger every day," he continued, placing both hands on Jill's chest. The pointy conical breasts did not fill his palms, but the feel of them aroused him. Forbidden fruit is oh, so sweet, he thought. Her legs had grown longer and her thighs had filled out invitingly, yet there was not a trace of hair around her nether lips. She stood beside him quite relaxed in her nakedness, having just come from playing in the surf. The nearness of the beautiful girl and the touch of her grew too painful to bear. He needed sexual release in the worst way. "My poodle," he said, standing erect, "I'm going up to the hut. Would you play down here for a while?" "I know what you're going to do," she replied with a knowing smile. 'Yes, I'm sure you do," he answered, placing his arms around her for a slight hug and the quick palming of a perky buttock. Her head now reached to his shoulder. "I'll come down and get you later," he said, releasing her and turning toward the path to the house. "Why can't I ever watch?" Jill called to him in protest. Jake did not answer but dashed up to the house, to Belle. * * * Belle, standing on the ledge near the entrance to the house saw him coming, and she knew the reason for his hurry. She was not at all in the mood and she would have to fake sexual arousal. She resented being the stand-in for Jill who seemed, so innocently, to drive the man increasingly into a sexual frenzy. But she would continue to do it, for Jill, although she knew that before long Jake, being the sort of person he was, would take the girl. "Belle, darling," Jake said with a wide smile on his bearded face as he approached her, "you look so fresh and lovely after your nap." Those were the exact words he had used the previous day to announce his need for sex, Belle groused to herself as she turned and entered the hut with him. No further words were needed. Belle took off her petticoat and Jake stepped out of his britches. He was an unattractive man in every way except for that "cock" of his, Belle mused not for the first time as she reclined onto the pallet. She would not really have to fake it, she understood. That member of his never failed to excite her eventually, if he lasted long enough. Jake got down on top of the young woman. "Not so fast," Belle complained. "I'm still dry." Jake rolled off her body and sought to kiss her lips as he grabbed a handful of tit. "Lick on me, Jake," she barked, turning her head aside abruptly. "You know that's the only way can get me ready. "Don't be so cruel, Belle darling," the man protested, although he quickly positioned his head between her lovely, young thighs. He parted her pubic jungle with his fingers and found his target. God! how he wanted to lick on Jill's hairless cunt, he thought as he worked his magic on the young woman. Belle liked this part very much. Without having to see or smell the man she still got wonderful pleasure. She squirmed in delight at the feel of the man's tongue. She decided that she wanted him to take her all the way with his licking. "Don't stop," she commanded. Jake knew the code and continued his efforts as Belle became increasingly agitated. She squeezed her tits and moaned from an open mouth and then uttered shrill gasps when her orgasm struck. Then he was quickly atop her, embedding his shaft in a single thrust. It felt huge inside her, and she knew for a certainty that she was to have another pleasure that afternoon, and soon. She gave herself up to it without worry. She was already pregnant, although she had not yet informed Jake. The ecstasy suddenly hit her and she cried out as he continued to pound and pound. Then another! -- relished and gone just in time, because he began to grunt forth his seed. Jill, peeking unseen through the doorway, also took pleasure from her own finger, although it was not, she thought, as great as her sister's. * * * "Jake," Jill said quietly as they walked along the beach an hour later. "Jake, I peeked." "What did you peek, poodle?" "I peeked at you and Belle a little while ago." Jake was startled by the girl's confession but not unduly troubled. "Did you learn anything?" he asked, taking her hand in his. She just giggled and squeezed his hand. Then she asked, "Why did you have your head between Belle's legs?" "Why do you think? he replied, looking slyly at her. Jill's eyes grew large and her lips formed a perfect O. "Were you kissing her there?" "Something like that," he responded, suddenly amused by the conversation. "You were licking on her!" the girl exclaimed, realizing the truth in an instant. Jake said nothing. "Belle really seemed to enjoy it." "Can you imagine what it must feel like?" Jake blurted, going recklessly into dangerous waters. Jill stopped, pulling Jake to a halt with her hand. "I can't really imagine it, Jake. Would you show me?" Jill said this in complete innocence, not realizing the effect that her words had on the man. Jake was stunned at the opportunity the beautiful girl offered. He lightly rubbed the back of his hand across one of her small tits, and she shivered in the humid afternoon. "You know it's naughty," he told her. She nodded her flaxen head vigorously, looking up into his hairy face with an open mouth. "Do you want to play naughty?" he asked softly as he gently fondled her head with both his hands. Again she nodded her head with an expectant look on her face. "You can't tell Belle, you know." "I know." Jill was extremely excited at the prospect of playing naughty with Jake, and the man was almost trembling with lust for the young girl. "Let's go into the shade," he suggested with a husky voice. They walked over to the trees and sat upon a cushion of fronds. 'I've never kissed you properly, Jill," he said softly with a palm on her cheek. "Teach me how, Jake," she responded and presented her face with her eyes closed. Jake took the girl into his arms and the two of them reclined slowly to the ground. The touch of his lips to hers was the sweetest kiss of his entire life, he thought. "Your beard tickles!" Jill giggled, pulling away slightly but then going back for more. They kissed for a long time, with increasing passion. Their tongues eventually engaged. All the while Jake's fingers fondled the girls left breast, so soft and small. He then nibbled her neck and her shoulder and finally that little nipple. He almost said that he wanted to eat her up, but stopped short because of Marie and the cannibals. Jake rose to a sitting position while Jill remained reclined, looking at him with an eager smile. He undid her leaf skirt and put it slowly aside. "Are you going to do it now, Jake? Are you going to lick on me?" Her voice was expectant. "Very soon, darling. First I want to look at you and touch your beauty." The man placed his two hand's on her nearest thigh and fondled its young smoothness lasciviously. He poked a finger gently at the girl's vaginal lips and she started with a nervous giggle. He leaned down and kissed those swollen lips with a passion and then began to lick them. "It tickles," Jill protested weakly, but she was becoming aroused. Jake could discern just pin hairs down there. Then he set to it. With trembling fingers he parted the lips and began to lick on the small clit he found. From the very first touch of his tongue Jill began to squirm and then moan. "Oh, Jake," she cried, "it's scary. Go easy!" And then a bit later with a gasp she cried, "Don't stop!" The writhing of her body and her ecstatic cries occurred three times. She fell suddenly quiet. Jake was enflamed. He pulled down his britches and climbed atop the young girl, who lay beneath him with her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted. When he pushed his hard cock at the girl's bare vagina, her eyes popped open. "What are you doing, Jake?" she asked with a plaintive, frightened voice, the man heavily upon her. "I was just touching you with my cock," he replied half truthfully, pulling his body back from hers. "Can I play with it?" she asked eagerly, although still a bit woozy from her tremendous pleasure. "Of course, poodle," he replied, reclining next to her. "We'll play with it together." With his left arm he pulled the lovely girl's head comfortably onto his shoulder. Leaning slightly on his side, so that his cock head could brush lightly against her thigh, he began masturbating slowly. He did this for a minute or so, kissing the girl all the while. He stood before the Gates of Heaven, which were ajar. He would have to be patient; he was confident of having the beautiful creature before very long. She rose to a sitting position, grasped his organ and said, "Let me play with it." "Sure, darling," he replied, lying flat on his back, his head resting on his left arm bent behind it. The curious girl's small fingers did not encompass even half of his fat circumference. She brought her other hand into play, and with a gleeful cry began to pump him up and down awkwardly. He could watch her intent face. After a moment of this exercise she frowned thoughtfully, brought her nose down to the cock and sniffed. The tip of her tongue flicked the end of the swollen glans as she held back the foreskin with a small hand. "It smells kind of funny, Jake, and it has a strange taste," she said, turning her head to look over into his eyes. "That's because just a little while ago I had it inside Belle and I haven't washed it yet." "You had all of this inside her?" she asked in amazement, gauging the heft of the organ again with both hands." "That's right, sweetie, all of it." "It must have felt good for her, because she made so much noise." "Yes, poodle, she really enjoyed it and so did I." Jake stared with pent-up excitement at the beautiful, slender girl who continued to examine his cock. She was not the least bit shy about what they were doing, he saw. Taking her all the way would present no difficulty. Drawing her legs under her, she rose up and straddled his body, positioning the turgid penis at her bare slit. "What are you doing, Jill?" he demanded, grabbing her thighs with his two hands, feeling both apprehension and anticipation. "I want to put it inside, Jake," she replied with a defensive pout. "I want to feel the pleasure that Belle did." "I think that I'm too big for you, darling. You're too small," but he did not attempt to stop her. Jill knelt above the man and pressed her body against his massive cock, at first diffidently but then with one strong thrust. She bounced away, wide-eyed, and cried, "That hurt!" "You aren't ready for it yet, poodle," Jake said in disappointment. "We'll do it when you get just a little larger." "Promise?" "Yes, I promise." Jill sat on the man's knees and lower thighs and began once again to play with his cock, which aroused him to the point of pain. "Jill, baby, do you want to give me pleasure?" "Oh, yes, Jake. Tell he how." "Suck on the end of it." The girl looked suspiciously down at her friend, but nevertheless leaned forward, pulled back the foreskin and forced the engorged glans within her lips. His right hand crept to the back of her head, urging it to bob, while the left caught hers around the shaft and urged it to pump, as she sucked. He fell back and sighed, one foot inside the Pearly Gates, relishing the pleasure, enjoying also the slurpy sounds of suction. It did not take long before he felt himself about to explode. He deliberately did not warn the girl. The first dribble caused her to pause, eyes widening in surprise. The next full spurt strongly flooded her mouth. Her head jerked back, leaving his remainder to wet her face, neck and chest. Jill sat up beside the man and looked at him from a twisted, unhappy face. Her tongue push his seed through pursed lips. It drooled down her chin. "I'm sorry, poodle. I should have warned you," the sated man declared without any sincerity. "Yes, you should, and please warn me next time." She grinned. "But I wouldn't have stopped." * * * Jill returned to the house naked carrying her skirt across an arm, quite excited by her outing with Jake, by having played naughty with him. "Where have you been all afternoon?" Belle growled angrily at the girl. "I've been worried sick." "Jake and I were playing naughty down the beach a ways," Jill replied with an animated face that seemed to be so innocent. "Playing what? With that low-born Higgins? That dirty old man?" Belle's face was flushed with outrage. "How exactly were you playing?" When the girl only stared, Belle tried again with a softer voice. "What did he do to you, dearest?" She pulled the little girl against her for a hug. "We just played naughty," Jill said in a low voice, almost a whisper with her cheek pressed against her sister's shoulder. "Did he hurt you? Did he put his awful thing into you?" Belle demanded, again stern, holding the scarcely pubescent girl at arms' length to stare into her pretty face. "Oh, no. He said that I was too small. But I tried to do it and I thought I might when I pushed myself at his thing. But then he said I would have to grow bigger." "You tried to put his penis into yourself?" Belle shrieked, horrified at the extent to which Jill and Jake's friendship was getting out of control. "Yes," her sister answered with a mild blush. "I tried to sit on it when Jake lay on the ground. But it hurt awfully so I stopped." "Here, let me see if you have damaged yourself." Belle knelt before the naked girl whose vaginal lips seem irritated from obvious sexual play. There was also a small amount of dried blood in the crack. She saw more blood, when she spread the lips. The girl had indeed injured herself somewhat, but her hymen seemed to be at least partly intact. Belle climbed to her feet. "And what else were you doing with him?" she demanded in a gruff voice. "Oh, I had so much fun. I played with his thing and sucked on it, even though it was just about too fat. I had to stretch my lips until it almost hurt. Then it squirted into my mouth and all over my face. "That's absolutely disgusting!" Belle stated with a sick look on her face. Things had indeed gotten out of control, and the worst part of it was that Jill enjoyed sex play with the old man. "Yes, I suppose, perhaps. It didn't taste very good so I spit out most of it." " of it!" "I swallowed a little," the girl admitted sheepishly looking at her feet. "It surprised me." "You're making me ill!" "It was kind of fun, Belle. It made Jake holler and bounce. But that wasn't the best part." "And what was the best part?" the young woman demanded rolling her eyes upward. "Well ... that was when he licked on me," Jill replied almost breathlessly. "It was not at all like when I touch myself." She looked earnestly into her sister's face as if trying to convey a difficult truth. "It was absolutely marvelous. I never felt anything like that ever. He did it three times until I thought I'd go crazy." Belle blushed deeply, because Jill's words brought forth a memory long suppressed, a recollection of the naughtiest act in her entire life. Years before, when she was little older than Jill, she had gotten naked with a playmate, Su Lee, and they had licked on each other for an entire afternoon. They did it just that one time, because, afterwards, Belle was consumed by profound guilt. She knew that the seriousness of a sin is proportional to its pleasure; therefore she had committed an absolutely monstrous sin that day. "Jill, I wish you would stay away from that awful man," Belle pleaded, although she knew that any effort to keep them apart was fruitless. "But, Belle, it felt so wonderfully good! I want to feel it again." "Little girl!" Belle replied in great anger, blurting forth her words without forethought, "If you so need to be licked upon, then I'll do it!" "Would you do that, Belle! Really? Would you lick on me?" Jill wriggled against her sister's body in jubilation. Belle was absolutely aghast at what she had just said, at least at first. But then she began to appreciate the possibilities. She was so in need of another's touch, of intimate pleasure, something more than the crude rutting she did with Jake. And it wouldn't be sinful, she assured herself, not with her own sister. "Yes," she replied laconically in a very low voice, pulling Jill's golden head to her chest. "When?" the girl asked in a muffled voice. "When, what, dearest?" "When will we do it?" Belle breathed deeply and let the air out in a long sigh. "Tonight, darling, after dark." "I'll lick on you too, Belle." "Yes," the young woman said. "I'd like that." They had become heathen savages, Belle thought. Things were totally out of control. Even she herself. She yearned for the pleasures awaiting in the coming night. In the dark of that evening the sisters became gentle lovers, and Belle was the most enthusiastic of the two. * * * "Jake," Belle confronted the man who had arrived at the door for his daily fuck. "Jake, we need to talk" The man shuffled his feet, imagining what the problem was, because he knew that Jill could never keep their secret. "You went too far yesterday, you cretin," Belle stormed. "Don't you have a heart? Don't you even care about the girl? She's not yet twelve and acts like ten, and you tried to put your ugly thing in her." "She was on top," Jake protested lamely "And when that didn't work, you stuck it into her little mouth! You're disgusting. How can you live with yourself?" Belle was in a full rage. "I let you have me only to keep you away from her." "You seem to enjoy it," the man retorted reasonably. "You bastard! Whether or not I'm so weak a person to enjoy your body has nothing to do with this. Just stay away from her. No more 'playing', no more swimming together. Just stay away. I'll keep her with me all day from now on." "She won't like that." "Perhaps not, but that's the way it's going to be. I won't have you getting her pregnant too." "Too?" "Yes, and I dread the coming of it because I'll probably bleed to death in the sand. But then, you would like that, wouldn't you? Then you could do your nastiness on little Jill." "You're not being fair, Belle. I care for the both of you." "Only one part of you cares for us," Belle shrieked, grabbing his penis and giving it a painful yank. "Ow!" Jake howled, jerking back. Belle's rage abated and she stood before the man, wordless, panting from her emotional outburst. "I'll suck on it, Jake," she then said in a low voice. "You've always wanted me to and I can do it better than Jill." Without the least indication of enthusiasm Belle sank to her knees, took hold of the man's fat cock, pumped a few times and then engulfed its head and a couple of inches more. The quiet air was filled with sucking sounds, slurps and pops. Jake's anger at the young woman withheld his climax, but it finally arrived. When the preparatory tingle announced his point of no return, he grasped the woman's head tightly and held her forcefully in place while he spewed all his fluid into her mouth. With all her strength she forced him away at last to fall backwards and choked out white foam. She barely managed to restrain her gorge. "You filthy bastard!" she growled softly, looking up at him, her face twisted in hatred. "If only I still had the gun!" * * * For the next week or so Belle did not let Jill out of her sight, and each night she exhausted the girl sexually. The younger one realized that there was great trouble between her sister and Jake, that she was at the center of it. But she did not complain. Despite this tension Jake would visit the house each afternoon. After Belle sent Jill away to play or to roam the beach, she would take off her last petticoat, now frayed and ragged, and lie on her back for the man's pleasure. To Belle the worst of it was that she enjoyed sex with the odious creature; she caught herself anticipating it from first awakening in the morning. Jake continued to provide them with food and an implied measure of protection, but they communicated with each other only in begrudged words and phrases. Jake saw Jill rarely and then usually at a distance. They endured an unrelenting tedium that lasted week after week. Belle's belly grew large after four or five months of this existence, and she was very fearful of the future. Jill's breasts became more full, clinging to her chest modest and pointy. She added another couple of inches to her height, and pubic hairs began to appear at her groin. Jake remained a part of their life, although he would sometimes disappear for days at a time. Belle was consumed with increasing despair and depression. She would have thrown herself into the sea, had it not been for her need to protect Jill from the loathsome beast who roamed the island and who appeared frequently to give her shameful pleasure. One morning on which Belle could not bring herself to rise from her pallet, Jill stuck her head through the doorway and said loudly, breathlessly, "Belle! A ship! Just outside the cove! They're lowering a boat!" The young woman swooned where she lay on the filthy, uncomfortable pallet of rags and palm fronds. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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