Message-ID: <27168asstr$973044605@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: "john kirk" X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 31 Oct 2000 16:14:14.0563 (UTC) FILETIME=[9CA3B730:01C04355] Subject: {ASSM} The Ginny Years part five Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2000 21:10:07 -0500 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: RuiJorge, gill-bates The Ginny Years part 5 (nc, rape, pedo, torture) _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com. Share information about yourself, create your own public profile at http://profiles.msn.com. <1st attachment, "Harris5.txt" begin> THE GINNY YEARS PART FIVE by John Kirk copyright November MM THE GINNY HARRIS FAMILY GINNY HARRIS (formerly DUNCAN in marriage) AGE 33/5'6"/medium build - relatively slim and well-shaped with good flesh but certainly not at all fat/elfin face with big brown eyes - imagine a cross (if you can) between Jennifer Anniston, Meg Ryan and Jill Dando/short, straight and very fine natural blonde hair cut to her collar (later razor-cut to the nape of her long, slender neck) and shaped around the face and with a fringe, loosely parted at the middle/tits fairly average at 36B but expand before menstruation to a good 37C/nipples rosebud pink with small soft darker pink aureolae/slight outward point, practically no sagging/long, finely shaped back/nice flat belly/inward formed and quite deep bellybutton/good hips, 36"/the most perfect pair of buttocks I have ever seen, big but not fat, absolutely no sagging whatsoever, very pert with a tight bumcrack deep enough to slide your hand almost right in sideways when the bitch is laying on her side/very clean and tight dark pink anus/long tomboy legs with good firm fleshy thighs, narrow calves and ankles/small feet BEN DUNCAN (Ginny Harris' son) AGE 5/3'2"/blond mop of hair/blue eyes/exceptionally pretty face with a little snub nose/gorgeous little bum with cheeks and crack like his mother/cock 1" soft and 1.5" erect/tight scrotum DAVID DUNCAN (Ginny Harris' son) AGE 3/2'10"/blond mop/blue eyes/almost as pretty as his brother/similar bum/surprisingly, a bigger cock at 1.5" and 2.5" erect/slightly bigger scrotum KATE HARRIS (Ginny Harris' sister) AGE 23/5'5"/built much like her sister/similar face but with blue eyes, slightly wider mouth/moussy blonde 'fuck-me' wavy hair cut to below her collar and perfectly framing her face/tits 37C/nipples like her sister/back, belly, bellybutton like Ginny/hips 34"/identical bottom/slightly shorter and less skinny legs & FEATURING ELODIE MALAFRONTE (neighbours' child, Ben's playfriend) AGE 5/3'4"/dark curly hair to her shoulders/deep brown eyes/gorgeous elfin face/well-shaped big bottom/shapely legs PART FIVE MINITEL MADNESS The months following Ben's birthday party saw intense and increasingly violent changes in my use of Ginny and her children and a growing passion for sweet little Elodie. This was also the time when, on advice from a 'minitel friend', I began to use soporiphic drugs on my whore and her boy whores. I purchased from a pharmacy a homeopathic drug which is relatively harmless even in large quantities but, used over the longterm, induces almost continual drowsiness and very deep sleep. Best mixed with drink or food, it is colourless, odourless and tasteless. In fact, I soon found I had to stop giving it to Ben since I was no longer able to wake him up for our now almost nightly boysex and mummysex sessions. The drug very successfully mixed with Ginny's wine and served not only to deepen the whore's sleep but extend her night time availability by sometimes as much as two or three hours. I was beginning to have difficulty finding time to sleep but the sickening perversions I was wallowing in drove me on relentlessly. I learned to sleep less and less. As well as fucking, buggering and spanking or caning Ginny every night, I was having to set aside an hour or so at least four nights a week to abuse Ben and watch (and photograph) the little boy cunt doing sex with his whore mummy. I tried also to bugger David at least once a week and, now he was becoming comatose at night, the love act with the boy was more pleasurable since I could penetrate much deeper, take more time over it and actually put all my weight on his lovely little body without waking the cute tiny tot. With the minitel now dominating my sex life too, I was fully occupied. I quickly realised if I was going to develop a relationship with these people, I had to get them involved in my abuse of the Harris family and that meant doing what they asked rather than exercising my own perversions. There just wasn't the time to do both and sleep as well. I found myself torturing Ginny to order and taking polaroids of the results. I got quite good at torturing with one hand and taking photos in a steady hand with the other. Most of them had fax machines and wanted the pictures sent as soon as I'd carried out their ideas. Many were exciting and kinky ideas and I got a real buzz from prostituting my luscious whore in such evil ways. One guy wanted me to stroke Ginny all over with stinging nettles, paying particular attention to her breasts and her genitals. Luckily, the garden was getting overgrown again and I knew there was a patch of nettles not far from the front door. There I was, picking stinging nettles at three thirty on a Monday morning to satisfy the nasty little whim of someone I'd never met, and never would, who probably lived the other side of France, just so I could torture my own female for him (well, and for me too)! I really got into the stinging nettle thing finding the discoloured blotching of her flesh very arousing. For good measure, I dragged the bunch of nettles through the tart's deep bottom crack whilst holding her cheeks tight together and then whipped those lovely fat buttocks with it. Another wanted me to collect lots of small sharp stones and tiny shards of broken glass and try to poke them inside Ginny's uterus. I liked the thought of this very much but had to put it off while I collected the material and thought out a way of getting it in through her cervix. I was no longer in the least concerned about whether doing such things would harm my woman. I was developing a deep need to viciously hurt her body. I was sure it was only a matter of time before I had to do such things to her awake, but I knew she would never tolerate it and that would be the end of our relationship. And that would mean no more access to her body, Kate's, Ben's and David's. The sharp stone guy offered to send me a device he'd bought from a kinky acquaintance which would be the solution to getting such things, in fact almost anything, inside Ginny. I gave him my postbox address and a package duly arrived for me a day or two later containing a stainless steel syringe shaped rather like a thin dildo. It had a rounded head, in the centre of which was a tiny screw hole for its attachments. These were a three inch long narrow hard plastic tube with its forward end bevelled to cause minimum damage passing through the cervix and a very fine, very sharp needlelike hollow tube intended for injecting foreign matter into a woman's breast meat. Despite the tiny apertures, any material fine enough to pass through would be injected in the desired location by pressing down the syringe's plunger. You could see it working through a glass 'window' down one side.. I'd already collected whatever I could find that seemed useful including sand from the beach, tiny little stones and little sharp pieces of broken glass and stored it up in a plastic envelope. I figured the shards would need a lot of grinding to make them pass through the aperture successfully, so I bought a pestle and mortar and spent a whole afternoon grinding away until I had a bowl full of quite sharp almost microscopic particles. I tried a little in the syringe and found that the fine powder had a sort of stickiness which made it congeal in the plastic tube causing a traffic jam. The solution was just that - a solution. A little milk and water mixed with the powder made a viscous fluid which shot out the end of the plastic tube. I was ready to give Ginny her first injection. It took two hours of practice to get the nozzle into her cervix but finally I was able to push it through into Ginny's uterus and give my babe a syringeful of ground down glass, stones and sand. I squirted it all into the bitch. He enjoyed the before and after photos showing the syringe entering her cunthole full and coming out empty and, in thanking him for my wonderful new toy, I promised him I would be pleased to torture all my whores for him in any way he would like. He was back every night asking me to inject her with more and more broken stuff which I gladly did for him once or twice a week for the next eighteen months. Like me, his need for lustful perversion had a tendency to take on a life of its own. I sympathised and complied with all his bizarre requests because I was loving it too. He came up with the most wonderful ideas including injecting piss, shit, spunk, menstrual blood, vomit and spit into Ginny's breasts. I loved this! At first, I was using only what I had available to me at home. Mine, Ginny's and the boys' when I could access it. But he started sending me little plastic photographic film containers in the post filled with all of these fluids, sometimes mixed together. He told me some of it was his, some his wife's and some was collected from the toilets and the videocabins of the sexshop where he worked and from prostitutes he knew. This was wonderful. The idea of squirting into Ginny's womb and injecting into her filthbags (I could now call them that with meaning) all these bodily fluids which had come from perhaps hundreds of unknown people was quite awe inspiring. In fact, I was inspired also to wiggle the tiny plastic tube between her teeth and squirt little drops at a time into her mouth, right onto the tongue so it would trickle down her throat and find its way to her belly. Over the months, I fed her a lot this way. I even took to mixing it with her food when she wasn't looking. Word soon got round on the grapevine that there was a minitel whore out there who was being tortured and abused in her sleep by her man and that I would do to her anything I was asked. I couldn't log into a chat room now without fighting my way out of a heap of messages within a couple of minutes, except by using a different name. But I did get some great requests. One character wanted me to smoke a cigarette, holding the tip close to her lovely nipples between drags, and then to put it out in her cunthole. Well, I hadn't declined a request yet and wasn't about to start now. I did it and got so excited that I had to shoot my spunk on her face with the cigarette butt still poking out of those lovely wet cunny lips. Then, on that same night, another miniteliste asked for the blade of a big kitchen knife to be pushed up my lovely Ginny's vagina. I had previously chickened out from doing this but, nevertheless, was delirious at the prospect of knifing my own girlfriend in her cunt at the request of another man. I was very close to making it my first refusal but he offered to send me some of his collection of child torture pics as payment for knifing Ginny, and what he sent was so sexy and vile that I decided to stab her up the cunthole immediately. After receiving by fax forty assorted photos and drawings of little boys and girls, some as young as two or three, being gang raped, whipped, hand fucked with monster dildos, spunked on, pissed on, shit on, bound with barbed wire, electrocuted on their baby genitals, impaled, cut open with knives (one drawing showed a toddler eating his own penis), bottled up their vaginas and bottoms, burned with cigarette lighters and forced to sit in bowls of boiling water, I could hardly refuse him the simple pleasure of seeing some photos of a twelve inch sabatier knife inserted blade first into my Ginny's thirty three year old cunt, could I? The whore bled but not as profusely as I'd feared. I was praying I wouldn't cut anything really serious in there but determinedly eased that huge knife into her cunthole until almost the entire blade had disappeared inside Ginny at which moment the pointed tip must surely have touched or even cut into her cervix. In fact I did it four times, taking frequent photographs. First I pushed the blade in vertically with the cutting edge facing upwards, secondly downwards and, on the third and fourth times, the blade was positioned horizontally, first to the left then the right. The final photo showed the knife, smeared with her blood, held over Ginny's beautiful face. Christ, what I wouldn't have given for the chance of getting away with just shoving that knife into her cunt really hard and stabbing it in and out, fucking her with it, and cutting her vagina and womb to shreds. For a few moments, I wanted to murder Ginny Harris with that knife. The bitch complained of being sore the next day and having spots of blood in her little panties and I really thought I'd gone too far this time. She put it down to too much fucking (she hadn't a clue how much fucking she was getting!) and her period, due any day. I don't believe in god but thanked it anyway, just to cover the possibility. That was the last time I knifed Ginny up her cunt or anywhere else for that matter. After that incident, during which I frightened myself with the ease with which I could have murdered her (not killed, by accident - I actually wanted to knife her to death, to kill her up her cunt), I took a break from the minitel. It was doing my head in. But my new found resolve to lay off the deviant sex lasted less than eight hours. It evaporated as suddenly as it had come. Ginny was out with the kids visiting a friend 20 miles or so along the coast and was not due back until mid-evening. I was working at the kitchen table and trying very hard not to think about anything sexual when the doorbell tinkled. Standing between the pillars of the porch was lovely little Elodie. She looked stunning in her tight tiny little pink cotton shorts, little pale blue teeshirt (with a big white teddy bear on the front) which showed her bellybutton, dayglow pink ankle socks and white trainers with her lovely dark curly hair all over the place. My resolve melted on the spot just as my penis rose to its full eight inches. She looked worried or 'lost' in some way and I could see from the redness in her pretty brown eyes and her tearstained cheeks she'd been crying. I took Elodie by the hand, pulled her gently in and slammed the door shut before uttering a single word to the gorgeous little cuntbaby. Elodie explained between little sobs that daddy had 'gone away' (to prison, I'd heard - it was alleged off the record in the cafe down the street that he was a cat burglar, car thief, bla bla), she'd gone straight to Nathalie's house after school and then come home to find no one there, waited half an hour and still mummy hadn't come. My educated guess was mummy was 'coming' elsewhere, paying the rent with her not very attractive body and would be some time. I made no attempt to console the sobbing child apart from giving her my word mummy would be home soon and I thought it best she stayed with me until she arrived. This was my first chance to seriously abuse Elodie so, denying the sweet sexy child whore any possibility of talking her way out of staying with me, I became stern and 'daddylike', commanding her to stand in front of me where I sat on the sofa. Like a frightened rabbit, Elodie instantly did as she was told. I opened my legs wide and made her stand between them and turn around. Her full, round infant bottom was so beautifully displayed in her shorts. Her narrow, deep bum crack was fully visible. She bent over to touch her toes when I ordered her to. She looked around her pretty little legs and said "are you going to play rude games with me?" I told her yes I was going to do everything daddy did and a lot of new dirty things. I also told the child that she was a filthy dirty little cunt girl for showing off her big bottom in her little shorts and letting men see her like that and I would have to punish her for being a baby whore by spanking that delicious little botty. I made her stand up straight again and slowly wriggle her bottom while I fondled her legs from the ankles all the way to her bumcheeks and round the front to her cunt and little belly. At the same time, I indulged one of my favourite humiliation games with children. I made the tiny girl dolly 'say' things to me. She repeated to me what I told her to say while I walked around the child fondling, stroking, kissing, squeezing, pinching and smacking her beautiful little body all over and licking her sweet 'to die for' face. Between little sobs, sudden gasps of shock at what she was being told to say, and sweet little looks of total incomprehension, Elodie told me she was a fucking dirty little child whore, that her lovely sexy little body was made for dirty men to use, that she used her luscious fat little bottom to attract men, that her pretty face was for spunking, weeing and pooing on and that her mouth was for use as a little girl toilet, that she was an exceptionally sexy and pretty child who needed to have men's spunk squirted on her, that she was my personal child sex slave and would do everything I told her to, and that she would really like to do dirty things for me with Ben and David and their pretty mummy whore. Hearing all this coming from a pretty little child's sweet lips at the same time as lewdly touching its body was sending me into a frenzy of sexual perversion, the resolution I had made that morning gone forever. I stripped out of my clothes in front of her shocked eyes but left my underpants on, instead ordering the tiny girl to pull them down, exposing my erect penis and heavy spunk-filled balls to her for only the second time. Next, I commanded Elodie to take off all her clothes except for her knickers. With the infant standing in front of me in only her little pale green cotton knicks, I resumed my place on the sofa and made her stand in front of me like before so I could pull her knickknicks down to her tiny ankles and off her feet. I began to fondle my naked child whore and smack her fat little baby bum, gently at first just to make the cheeks wobble and steadily harder until I was really spanking the infant slut. The little spunk girl had started to whimper and cry from the pain in her bumbum cheeks and those beautiful sounds urged me on to get the pretty creature over my lap for a really brutal spanking which went on for ten full minutes. Then, pulling the defenceless child up to its feet by a handful of lovely dark, curly hair I dragged it, crying and screaming, to bed where I raped and buggered it. After I'd finished using Elodie's body, I took her to the toilet where she knelt, on my instruction, between my legs and proceeded to lick and suck her own filth off my penis. To complete my first lovemaking session with the sweet five year old whore, I placed Elodie on the toilet seat face up, with her body out the front and feet planted on the floor. Her little head was hanging back into the toilet bowl, that cute little girl face looking so inviting. I told her to say 'I'm ready for your weewee and poopoo, sir,' as I took my place on my tiny toilet whore. Sitting facing the wall with my bum resting on her sternum, I could see her big brown baby eyes looking up at me in fear as I moved forward and poked my penis down between my legs to point directly into the little slave's lovely eyes. I urinated on the child's face. Much of it went into her cute little mouth because she kept on crying and, since there was so much, she was forced to drink it. Then, turning around, I positioned my bottom to get my anus directly over the baby bitch's mouth, pinched its little nose, and oozed my shit between Elodie's trembling lips. I laid three plops, one straight into her mouth, one on her cheek as she wrenched her face to one side, and the third fell in her lovely hair. By continuing to hold her nose, I forced the poor innocent little girl child to eat the shit in her mouth whilst the one in her hair fell into the toilet. But I grabbed the big turd on her cheek and laid it across her pretty eyes. After I cleaned her up and dressed her again, I gave Elodie strawberry jelly and cream but made her suck the jelly from between my arse cheeks and lick the cream off my cock and my testicle sac. Finally, we sort of made up by cuddling and kissing (have you ever put your tongue in a little child's mouth sexually?), and I made Elodie promise she'd come and play with me again and perhaps with Ben too? Would she like that? Yes, she said, she would like to play with Ben, but I don't think she had a clue what I was talking about. I knew, because I'd overheard her at Ben's party saying to someone or other that she really wanted one, that my new child whore didn't have a barbie doll. Elodie's gorgeous face lit up when I told her I would get her a barbie. She went upstairs to maman a really happy little girl. The doll I bought the next day was a foot tall and came with a number of changes of clothing including bikini and pretty frilly underwear. I had to hide the gift from Ginny and the boys because I had a disgusting and very exciting idea which would need a few days to execute. Back on the minitel that night, I was getting all the usual requests but I held out for one involving Ben. When it came, it took little persuasion for him to agree to have Ben fucking his mummy and weeing a baby up her vagina. He loved the photos and I loved smacking the angelic boy's bottom in rhythm with his little thrusts into his beautiful mummy's fat, wet cunt while he played with mummy's nipples. After he'd done his weewee up Ginny, I got him down there to slurp it up as it trickled out of her hole and down over her fat bottom. I went back on the minitel and told everyone I could find who would be interested that Ginny's pretty blond 'barbie' boy Ben had squirted a baby doll into mummy and the birth was due in a couple of days. I had four men drooling at their minitels wanting to discuss the ins and outs - literally - of Ginny's pregnancy. The next day, I opened the box, got the barbie doll out and stripped off its clothing, then re-hid it in the bedroom for that night's entertainment. Before inserting barbie, I dilated my whore's cunt with the dildos, ending with the eighteen incher. I thought this would make it easier to get the doll up the bitch. I wanted to photograph barbie coming head first out of her mummy's vagina, like babies normally do, and that meant a lot of time and effort getting it in the spunk hole the right way round, feet first. Getting the arms in proved tricky but, eventually, barbie slid all the way inside her mummy's soft, wet cunt. What a beautiful thing that was, seeing barbie's head begin to poke out between Ginny's spreading cuntlips as I pushed on the swelling in her lower belly. Barbie came into the world covered in Ginny's cuntslime and spunk from the fucking I'd given my tart earlier. I reboxed the barbie naked and stored it away for my next playtime with Elodie, intending for the little cunt to lick her new baby. For some time, I'd been wanting to whip Ginny with something more wicked than a mere bamboo cane and hit on the idea of using a leather belt. In fact, it was one of Ginny's that I chose. It was deep maroon with a gold buckle, one and a half inches wide and a little over three feet long. The supple leather, gave a delicious whistling sound as it tore through the night air to land on my spunk whore's bare bottom cheeks or across her fat cunt or her titties. I quickly discovered it was good for whipping other parts where the cane had refused to do such a good job like her beautiful back and shoulder blades. My minitel friends and I got lewd satisfaction from the idea that poor Ginny was being whipped with her own leather belt, and I gave her cunt an extra hard thrashing because the filthy tart had given birth to Ben's little barbie baby out of that dirty wet hole. Back on the minitel after whipping Gin, I got one of the most bizarre requests of them all. This guy wanted me to hold Ginny's cunt open and spit into it and then, and this is the odd bit, pick my nose and poke the snot on the end of my finger up her. I must say I did enjoy holding the whore's fat cunt open and spitting into its hole, but I was not so sure about the nosepicking business. While I was doing it, however, I had a very dirty idea. After tieing Ginny up on her back, legs either side of her pretty head and feet tied almost four feet apart to the bedhead railing, I woke Ben and brought him to his mummy. I made the angel take off his jimjams, get on the bed and squat over Ginny's genitals and then I ordered him, whilst I held open the whore's cuntlips, to do his poopoo. Watching Ben ooze his little plop plops into his own mummy's vagina is one of the enduring memories of my life of perversion. And to complete Ben's love session with mummy, I got him to stand between her stunning legs and urinate on his own mother's gorgeous elfin face. My next opportunity to abuse the little girl from upstairs came a couple of days later while Ginny was in Nice shopping the afternoon away and the boys were at Leanne's house. Martine, Elodie's equally dark haired but much less sexually appealing mother came to the door, holding her utterly desirable little daughter by the hand, and almost begging me to look after her while she went out on some business. Knowing what the business was, I hinted that I would talk later to Gin and see if she would agree to us babysitting Elodie some nights while Martine went out to do her 'business'. The woman was almost embarrassing in her gratitude and told me I was "tres gentil". It seemed I had four hours or so with Elodie and I made good use of every minute. As soon as Martine had gone, leaving her cute little daughter to entertain me with its body, I grabbed Elodie by the hair and pulled her, flinching and crying, into the bedroom where I ordered her to take all her clothes off. I made her lie completely nude on the bed with her legs wide apart, put them up in the air and hold her ankles with her hands. I stripped off and retrieved my cane from behind the wardrobe. I don't think she'd ever been caned before and didn't seem to understand what I was going to do with it, so I explained to the nude infant that I was going to punish her for being so pretty and sexy for a five year old and that I was going to beat her little baby cunt with it. Elodie began to cry again and pleaded with me not to beat her. "Oh pleeeeeease don't beat my baby cunt, pleeeeeasaghaghaghaaaaaahhhhaaa!" she wailed. I was nearly coming with the pleasure of listening to a small and beautiful girl pleading with me not to beat her baby cunt, and actually using the dirty words. Before I began to cane the child, I told her I had a barbie doll for her and, if she was a very good little child whore for me, she could have it that afternoon. Even though she knew she was about to be beaten and was lying nude on a bed in front of a man who did nasty things to her, the little darling actually made a little nervous smile and said thank you. It occurred to me that little Elodie would not be able to keep still while I caned her and I didn't want to mark her arms or legs or anywhere that would be visible for the few hours the red stripes would take to fade. Putting the cane down, I went out to the kitchen and got a roll of string with which I tied her little wrists to the head of the bed where, just two nights before, Ginny had been bound. The child struggled and cried when I took one of her legs and tied her ankle up there, too, and then the other. I was overcome with lust at the vision of a nude infant girl so helpless in her bondage lying there with her little hairless vulva and her tight baby vagina so lewdly exposed. Not only that, but the memory of blonde thirty three year old Ginny bound in exactly the same position just two nights before set fire to my disgusting mind. I lost all control and started to whip the defenceless little child with my cane and, for five minutes, I relentlessly thrashed Elodie's little cunt, raining down wickedly hard strokes until the soft flesh was turning deep crimson. She was screaming so much, I was afraid she could be heard out in the street. Rolling up her little knickers, I stuffed them into her mouth and tied them in place with a length of string around her head. Gagged and bound and bruised like that, I just had to take a polaroid. Then I rearranged the child on the bed so she was on her tummy with a pillow under her tiny hips to make her fat little bottom stick up in the air. I tied her wrists together again, fixing them to the bedhead railing and bound her ankles with long pieces of string reaching down the length of the bed to its legs either side, leaving her little legs stretched wide apart. Before caning the child's lovely bottom cheeks, I got my dildos out and, without any warning, rammed the ten inch long three inch diameter one (last used in Kate's lovely bottom and still with a residue of the whore's shit on it) up little Elodie's darling little vagina. The fuck baby screamed in her gag as I forced five inches of the huge dildo into her baby cunt, more length than I had given her with my penis and certainly a lot more thickness. Vowing to get another couple of inches into the infant girl later, I picked up my cane and held it in front of Elodie to watch her reaction which was as I'd hoped. Her pretty brown eyes went wide and she shook her head violently and cried out in her knickers. Standing to one side, I ran my hand over those wonderful baby buttocks and felt them and squeezed them then, after slapping them both a couple of times for the pleasure of seeing her fat cheeks wobble, I caned the child. Over twenty minutes I caned Elodie across her bottom from every angle I could manage sixty times and I gave the five year old twenty strokes along the valley of her little bum crack. I stopped mainly because my arm and my shoulder ached so much. Also, the child, still wailing in her gag, was sounding very weak. I didn't want her to faint on me. Her bottom was such a beautiful sight, I had to take some photos of it with the dildo sticking out of her cunthole between her little legs. Those pictures caused a sensation among my minitel friends and brought me a new local contact, 'Cherche Femmes Pour Tortures' or Jean-Jacques, as I'd later discover on meeting him. But back to my afternoon with my child bride Elodie. I managed only another inch of the dildo in its cunt and then gave up, gently pulling it out. I didn't want to split her perineum. After untieing, ungagging and cuddling the love child and then rubbing some ointment into her bottom and cunt, I helped her walk, stumbling, into the kitchen where I gave her some ice cream with chocolate sauce. Watching the sweet, tearful child sit completely bare at the table spooning up ice cream, I'm afraid I could not resist the temptation to make even this little scene deeply humiliating and sexual. Grabbing the little girl round the waist, I hoisted her up onto the table and made her squat over the bowl. Then I took the spoon out of her hand and shoved the handle up her tiny bruised vagina. At my insistence, Elodie used her cunt to control the motion of the spoon to scoop up ice cream which she then lifted out with her fingers and wiped between my arse cheeks. As soon as I felt enough ice cream between my buttocks, I lifted the infant with the spoon still lewdly poking out of its cunt, down off the table to her feet, and made her lick it all out of my bumcrack. When the dirty little slut had finished, I made her sit back on the chair to finish the remaining ice cream in the bowl. First, however, I wanted to add some sauce to it. Making the child hold my penis above the bowl, I urinated all over her ice cream. At my command, the crying girl child removed the spoon from her vagina and began to mix up the ice cream and chocolate sauce with my urine and then, gagging, ate it. I didn't fuck the little child whore that afternoon because of the battering her baby cunt had already taken one way and another but chose instead to make her suck and lick me off. I spunked so much that I would have drowned her lungs by squirting it all in her cute little mouth, so she ended up with most of it on her pretty face. It was getting late and I worried that Ginny might come home earlier than I'd anticipated, so I got the barbie doll out of its hiding place and brought it to Elodie. She tore at the box in delight and pulled from it her coveted barbie. What a picture! My little naked barbie doll girl sex plaything sitting on the floor with spunk all over her pretty face holding up her own naked barbie doll all covered in Ginny's cunt slime. "Why is it all sticky?" she asked in her baby girl voice. I said "Well, baby whore, it came out of Ginny's fuck hole and that's her cunt slime on it. As barbie's little mummy, you have to lick Ginny's filth off your barbie so she will be clean and you can put her clothes on." It was so exciting and filthy to squat down next to Elodie and watch up close as the little girl licked her nude barbie doll all over, getting my Ginny's sticky cunt slime all over her pretty little pink tongue and into her baby mouth, while my spunk dripped off her chin on to her tiny chest and gobs of it clung to her chestnut brown hair. So exciting I had to squirt my filth on her again this time coating the barbie doll in it as well, making Elodie lick it all off. Afterwards, I made the cute child rub her barbie's face in her cunt and wee on it, just for the pleasure of watching while I fingered the little girl's tiny bum hole. I had fun with Elodie and her barbie doll in many ways over the ensuing months but two particular occasions stick in my mind and, while on the subject, I thought I'd tell you about them. The first was when Ben and Elodie were playing with the barbie. Elodie was changing barbie's hairstyle and the doll's head was bare. Seeing this, I had a sudden urge to see barbie, head first, inside her little mummy. With Ginny out and David playing, as usual, in the dirt outside with a neighbourhood boy, I took the opportunity to herd Ben, Elodie and her barbie into the bathroom. With the door locked behind us, I ordered Elodie to lift her dress up and Ben to pull down her knickers. I made the girl child sit on the toilet with her legs up in the air, held to her little chest and ordered Ben to pull down his little boy jeans and underpants. With my hand on his angelic blond head, I pushed the boy toy to his knees facing Elodie's little baby crotch and told Elodie to give him her barbie. Reluctantly, she let go of the naked and bare-headed doll into Ben's small hand. I made him lick the barbie's head all over to make it wet with his saliva and, when it was covered in dribble, ordered him to push barbie's head into Elodie's baby cunt. The little girl cried and Ben dithered, holding barbie's head to Elodie's equally bare cunt slit. I slapped Ben on his nude baby bottom and told him in my nastiest 'I own you, child' voice that I would spank his cute bottom until barbie's head disappeared inside the child whore's filthy little cunt hole. To my surprise, Ben was strong enough to push it all the way inside Elodie until only the neck, torso and legs showed. To my even greater surprise, Elodie was able to take it inside her body, although she did cry a lot from the pain and, on one occasion, the little fuck child screamed forcing me to relent from spanking Ben on his baby bot so I could slap my hand over her mouth. Once the doll's head was inside Elodie's five year old vagina, I took hold of its body and twisted it around inside her several times, wanting to hurt the child inside with the barbie's facial contours, and then savagely pulled it out with a very satisfying plop. For the final act, Elodie and Ben licked barbie's head clean. It was so cute watching two gorgeous crying infants lick a naked, slimy barbie like they were sharing an ice cream. My second lewd memory of the barbie was during one of the nights Elodie stayed with us. I got the child out of bed and yanked her by the hair to the bathroom. She whimpered but didn't struggle, knowing it would be fruitless. I'd already put barbie (dressed only in its long golden hair) in the toilet and urinated on it. Elodie saw barbie in the bottom of the toilet bowl floating in my yellow-green piss and cried. I made the child strip off her teeshirt nightie and then kneel down at the toilet to get barbie out to lick it clean. My game had, however, only just begun. Elodie sat nude on the bathroom floor sobbing while she licked her precious barbie doll. 'Do you need to do poo poo, pretty bitch?" I asked the sad faced infant plaything. With a tear running down one cheek, she shook her little head. But I had prepared well by eating a big dinner and ignoring the call of nature before bedtime so I was bursting to empty my bowels. After ordering Elodie, still sitting on the floor reasting her bare back against the wall, to hold barbie in her cradled arms right in front of her pretty little bitch face, I turned to present my bottom to her and lowered it until it hovered just over the barbie, then made the child ask me to feed her baby. Within seconds a fat, steaming brown turd made contact with barbie's face and, with great care, I layed it the full length of Elodie's 'baby'. When I'd finished shitting on barbie, I sat on the toilet and ordered Elodie to sit, facing me, on my now hugely erect penis and, while I pulled her body down onto it, the softly weeping baby whore was made to "eat my dirty poo poo off barbie." Bless her, Ginny agreed to my suggestion to babysit Elodie for Martine and the child came down to have tea, play with the boys and sleep in their room three or four nights a week. Now, I had four sexual playthings for my use at night and to put at the disposal of the minitel sadists. I got stuck in that first night, offering Ben, Elodie and Ginny for whatever their depraved minds could think up. Cherch Femmes Pour Tortures wanted Ben to fuck Elodie on the bed between Ginny's spread legs while Ben licked his mummy's cunt. Somebody else wanted Ben to bugger Elodie with the girl child's face shoved into Ginny's crotch, and a third requested that the children be laid on top of Ginny with Elodie's bottom on her face while the child sucked Ben's little penis and he licked his mother's vagina. The obvious difficulty of choosing between these fabulously dirty ideas caused me to get the children out of bed, strip them off and make them do all three. The excitement of making the children do all this was giving me a severe ache in my balls which I assuaged by arranging Ben face down on Gin's belly and Elodie likewise on top of Ben. After lining up all five holes and ordering the infants to suck Ginny's breasts, I fucked all five holes, entering at random. Ginny's cunt, Ben's bottom, Ginny's bottom, Elodie's cunt, Ben's bottom, Elodie's bottom, Ginny's cunt, Elodie's cunt, Ginny's bottom and so on until I squirted up Ben's dirty little fat boy cunt. While Elodie sucked my spunk out of Ben and dribbled it out of her mouth between Ginny's lips, I got David, comatose on drugs, out of bed and carried him through to the main bedroom where I stripped off his teeshirt and made Ben bugger his own little brother while Elodie sucked his baby boy cock. As a finale, I arranged David on top of his mummy and got Elodie to poke his penis into Gin's sopping wet vagina. While Elodie sucked and licked David's bottom and scrotum, I made Ben lick, suck and bite his mummy's breasts and kiss and lick his brother's pretty face between them. For my sex that night, and after putting the boys back to bed, I fucked Elodie in both lust holes lying between Ginny's legs with her head under my tart's bottom which the child was made to lick. Over the following weeks and months, I had the most evil and salacious requests and acted on all of them plus a few of my own ideas. I began to involve Ben and Elodie in torturing Ginny. Scenes like Ben pushing huge dildos up his own mother's cunt and bottom with Elodie squatting over her face pooing and weeing, Elodie sticking needles in Ginny's nipples and Ben caning mummy's bottom cheeks while I held up her legs for him, Ben with his little penis in between Ginny's lips urinating and Elodie fisting Ginny's cunt up to her pretty little elbow became commonplace. I was spending a fortune on polaroid stock. Cherch Femmes Pour Tortures told me one night he would be willing to give me some better drugs for use at night and some interesting new contacts if I would meet up with him and discuss the possibility he could come over regularly to fuck Ginny and the children. It was risky but I agreed. On the way to my meeting with him at a quiet cafe in the Nice suburb of Cimiez, I stopped off at my favourite sex shop to buy the bum plugs I'd promised myself some months before. I chose three little ones for the children, two inches long and two wide, and three for Ginny and Kate. They were all four inches long but ranged in diameter from four inches, through seven inches to a massive twelve inches. The salesman offered me a tube of some sticky stuff but I declined, having my own sources of lubrication. With a couple of hours to go before my clandestine meeting, I again browsed the sadism videos. Much as I wanted to watch for a second time the pretty woman with the long needles in her massive breasts and the torture dildo up her cunthole, I chose instead one with the picture of an exceptionally pretty teenage girl on the box cover. She was a golden blonde, about seventeen or eighteen, with blue eyes and the look of a Norwegian or Dane about her. I was also very attracted to what those bastards were doing to the gorgeous child woman. She'd been bent over a workbench cluttered with tools. Her arms were tied behind her back and up between her shoulder blades with a chain, suspended from a hook several feet above her, tied to the rope around her wrists. Two hooded men were working on the teen babe's big breasts. One of her tits was being crushed in a steel vice by one man while the other held a foot long nail to the other breast and was in mid-swing with the hammer. The look on the poor girl's face did it for me. Her mouth was wide open in the rictus of a scream of terrible pain, her pretty cheeks were stained with her tears and the anguish in her wide open eyes was just beautiful to see. I may have shot my cum on the floor of the booth about four times watching that video. I really don't remember. The video, it turned out, was a compilation of scenes from half a dozen films, each between five and about twelve minutes long. It opened with a nigger girl (pretty for a nigger) in her early twenties, bound and gagged on a surgical operating table. Two hooded men in blood spattered white coats were using scalpels to cut open her breasts. Another knelt at the end of the table, over which her lower limbs had been bent and tied to the table legs, working a metal torture dildo into her anus. Another was already poking out of the nigger whore's cunt and blood was trickling down over her buttocks. I watched with lustful fascination as the huge dildo entered her bottom hole and her tits were cut to shreds. If you think that is shocking, scene two will have you ripping your nuts off. It is sadly rare to see a child being sadistically and dangerously tortured. In the few minutes that followed, I think my heart refused to beat while I watched in stunned amazement as a small blonde girl about eight or nine years old was dragged in front of the camera by two hooded men. She looked as though she'd already been badly beaten, with bruises to her legs, arms and torso. Clearly the child had been raped. There was blood running down the insides of her legs from her little cunt which looked very bruised and swollen. Neither bound nor gagged, the girl struggled fiercely in the grip of these two evil bastards but they seemed delightfully unconcerned as if they knew it was impossible for this sweet little morsel to escape from her captors. I was very disappointed this excerpt had no soundtrack apart from weird music, especially because she was screaming. Another hooded man came into view holding a chain with a harness on the end of it which he fitted under the child's armpits and tied with leather straps over her shoulders. As soon as the contraption was fitted to the frightened girl, the two holding her let go and stood back as the third man left the field of view. Within just a few seconds, the eight year old was suddenly lurched up off the floor by the chain and, screaming in utter terror, she was hoisted about five feet in the air, waving her pretty little arms and slender tomboy legs about and kicking out for some sort of stability. The next moment, the third hooded man reappeared dragging a metal pole, its bottom end buried in a cube of concrete. The other two helped him set it directly beneath the wriggling, screaming babysex. The metal pole was tubular, about two inches in diameter, four feet tall, and with a wicked set of stainless steel blades attached to a sleeve over the top. The four blades, at ninety degrees to each other around the circumference, began at a sharp point and delta-d out at about fifteen degrees for six inches. There was no doubt what they were for. With the evil girl-love pole in position, the third man again left the picture whilst the other two each grabbed one of the child's legs. Predictably, she began her descent towards her terrible fate. Despite being pounded around the head by the terrified child's fists, the two heros perservered until her baby cunt had sunk onto the terrible blades by about three inches. Unfortunately, the scene faded. I was desolate for a few seconds until her lovely face reappeared, tormented by pain and terror, still screaming but looking very glazed. The camera panned down her little girly chest showing lacerations from a whipping she'd obviously received in the meantime, and then down to her blood-streaked belly and her cunt and, at that moment, spunk involuntarily exploded out of my balls in shock and demented lust for what they had done to the little child. The blades had disappeared right inside her vagina! In fact, as the camera panned down the baby's legs, it became clear that the tip must by now be about twelve inches inside the little bitch and passing through her diaphragm. As the camera moved round behind the child, showing her gorgeous little bottom for the first time, you could see she'd had a very severe whipping. The whole of her back, from her tiny, narrow shoulders down to the tops of her legs was a mass of bleeding cuts. Hanging from her little bottom was a two inch diameter plastic tube about three feet long with the end dangled in a plastic bucket. The scene faded again. I thought I wouldn't live to see anything else ever again. And then her face faded back into view. Her eyes were open but appeared to see nothing, her tongue was hanging limp out of the corner of her little mouth. She had been snuffed! Then, very suddenly, the camera zoomed back to show the dead child's full length. Her feet were now touching the floor again and those monstrous blades had come out through her pretty little neck. Blood was cascading down her chest and down her legs from her torn vagina, forming a big red puddle around her tiny feet. I never did get to find out what the plastic tube in her bottom was for. Feeling faint, I watched the rest of the video in delirium, not quite able to concentrate on anything. I seem to remember a female with her breasts in a workmate being milked, another bound prostrate on a table while the usual hooded man sewed up her cunt lips with a needle and thread and our beautiful nordic teenager having her big tit nailed to the bench five times over while the other was crushed beyond use in a vice. I staggered out of the shop and into the nearest bar for a huge brandy, hoping to stop the hot and cold flushes which had taken control of me and, having regained a pulse, took off for my rendezvous with Jean-Jacques. I'd expected an elderly short, fat and bald man but, after identifying JJ (pronounced gigi in French) as I later knew him, by the square-folded copy of Liberation on the table and the 'I Love Nice' teeshirt he wore under the black leather jacket, I saw he was only just into his fifties, tall and quite muscular, if not particularly handsome. After identifying myself to him with the agreed words "and I love Ginny Harris", we shook hands and JJ invited me to join him for pastis. The long, narrow neighbourhood bar was quiet apart from a knot of men at the front chatting, laughing and watching the TV droning away on a shelf above the end of the bar. We sat near the back in seclusion with our drinks and our fantastic conversation. Our discussion began with Ginny, Kate, the boys and Elodie. He asked questions about their bodies which I answered and then asked me to define the limits of what I would allow him to do to them. We agreed on examination, the full range of sex with all of them, but insertions, whipping and torture only of the adult females, plus, of course, photography. I wanted to know what, apart from the sheer delight of watching other men use my Ginny, her sister, her children, and Elodie right in front of me, was in it for me. JJ offered me access to his pornography collection, to a network of sadistic perverts on the Riviera should I want to join, and then told me about his friend Nico, a professional photographer who gets most of his income from his passion for sadistic rape and torture. As soon as I felt confident with the arrangement, JJ would introduce me to Nico so I could invite him to my home to photograph Ginny and family and I would be paid per session. The idea of prostituting Ginny and her family and little Elodie in this way was very exciting and I agreed to meet Nico as soon as it could be arranged. We exchanged phone numbers, made a date for a meeting of the three of us two days later, JJ handed me some samples of the drug he'd promised in exchange for an envelope full of my polaroids, and then went our separate ways. At home that night, I was watching TV when Ginny sat next to me on the sofa, wrapped her arms around my shoulders and started kissing me. I was feeling very horny and didn't take much arousing. I turned off the TV and went to the kitchen to fetch another bottle of wine. Fortuitously, Gin had gone to the toilet to urinate, and I was able to secrete in the cushions of the sofa one of the small bottles of the drug JJ had given me. He'd told me it was an experimental fast-acting chemical drug, impossible to smell, taste or see when mixed with a liquid or poured on food (I later discovered it was from the lab which developed an early form of rohypnol, the date rape drug) and nearly impossible to identify in chemical analysis. JJ cautioned me to avoid using it on the children because of possible dangers and to use it only sparingly on adults. Four or five big drops of the liquid should be enough to put an adult bitch out for about five straight hours, he'd said. Back at the sofa, and with Ginny still in the toilet, I hid the little bottle and thought it might be a nice idea to give my whore her new vibrator. When she came back and sank into the sofa with her replenished wineglass, with a theatrical flourish I presented my lovely sweet-faced woman with the gift-wrapped vibrator. She squealed with delight at getting a present and tore off the wrapping paper, reminding me with a jolt of the vision of little Elodie sitting on the floor, just two feet away from where Ginny sat, ripping open the box to get at her barbie doll, and the degrading sight of it coming out of Ginny's vagina, covered in her slime. My spunk whore was delighted with the vibrator. She thought it was a great idea and it would be fun to use. The lovely leggy bitch immediately got up and stripped naked right in front of me, urging me to undress. I needed little encouragement. We kissed and stroked, cuddled and fondled each other nude on the sofa. I persuaded Ginny to switch on the vibrator and fuck herself with it so I could watch. I groped her luscious body, watching the whore gently working it in and out and around the inside of her vagina, thinking over the many much bigger, crueller things I'd pushed into her holes. After a few minutes, my cuntmeat said she wanted the real thing inside her but I insisted on her gobbling me first. I sat on the sofa beside Gin and gently pulled her pretty head down into my lap where she eagerly took my penis in her mouth and began to suck and lick while the vibrator continued to buzz away inside her fat wet cunt hole. Taking the opportunity to dope her wine glass while her eyes were glued to my belly, I found the bottle, unscrewed the lid and shot five rather big drops of the clear fluid into the little wine which remained in her glass on the side table. I told Ginny I wanted her on the sofa and, anyway, I think we both felt too horny to be bothered to go to bed. We had to fuck right there and then. As I got out from underneath her to pour more wine for us both, she swung those delicious long thin legs of hers onto the cushions and laid herself out for me to enter. As I went to get back on top of the nude girl, she produced the vibrator from her sopping wet pussy, saying "what shall I do with this?" I took the hand holding the still buzzing vibrator in mine and guided the tip to her pretty bottom cheeks and between them to her anus. Giggling, my woman pushed the six inch vibrator gently up her bottom until only the round circle of the base showed. God, she could be so dirty sometimes. She lay there wriggling and squirming from the effect of the vibrator up her bum and, looking deadly serious, said "fuck me, babe." Laying down on the soft, lush body and gently pushing my prick into its sopping wet cunt, I took her wine glass from the side table and gave it to her for a sip, while I drank from mine, which wisely I'd left on the floor where I couldn't mix them up. I wanted to see how fast it worked and, in any case, the whore had no right to enjoy lovemaking. She was my sex toy. Gin did exactly as I knew she would, gulping down the entire glass in two or three swallows. As I began to fuck the cute-looking blonde-haired body underneath me, she said, in a befuddled voice and with her pretty brown eyes glazing, "I feel veeeery sleepyyyyy but I still need fucki......." The whore was gone. It had taken thirty seconds. A miracle! The possibilities seemed endless. My mind raced over the menu for the night but kept coming back to the salacious idea of calling JJ and offering my Ginny to him immediately. I called and, thank god, found him at home. Sitting on the floor at the foot of the sofa, stroking my whore's body with the vibrator still buzzing away up her dirty little rectum, I offered Ginny Harris to a man she didn't even know and whom I had met only once. He immediately agreed he would like to rape Ginny and would need about forty five minutes to get there. After giving him directions, I reminded him that, if what he'd said about the drug was correct, he had five hours but urged him to come quickly. I desparately wanted to watch Gin being raped. Elodie was at home upstairs that night and, much as I wanted to, I resisted the urge to wake Ben or get David involved. 'Later', I thought, checking they were sound asleep and softly closing their bedroom door. The forty five minutes dragged by, and to kill time I moved the Ginny whore to bed, gently getting her down onto the floor so I could drag her, holding the bitch under the armpits, to the bedroom. She was a dead weight, and getting her up on to the bed wasn't easy. The vibrator was still going, up in her bottom hole. Switching it off, I pulled it out and wiped the shit off it on to the inside of her mouth. I was just arranging the body on its back, legs wide apart, and a pillow under her gorgeous big bottom, so that JJ's first vision would be of an utterly lovely nude woman reluctantly offering him her cunt and her anus, when there was a gentle, almost timid knocking on the glass pane in the front door. It was JJ come to rape my Ginny. I led him, both of us breathing very heavily from the excitement of the lewdness of what we were about to do, to the bedroom and turned on the lights. His sharp intake of breath told me everything I needed to know about what he thought of the lovely object laying on the bed with its long legs wide apart, looking just like a toy made for sex. JJ turned to me and gave a look which said 'are you certain?' to which I nodded and said "all yours to do anything you want but don't kill or damage it." He didn't need telling a second time. Over the course of two hours he fucked her cunt and bottom twice each, masturbated over her pretty face, sucked, bit, slapped, pinched and twisted her spunkbags, urinated up her vagina and, given his very large penis (I guessed it to be about two inches longer and an inch or two fatter than mine), he no doubt squirted it into her uterus. I sat on the edge of the bed, mesmerised, for the whole three hours. When JJ had finished, I remembered I hadn't fucked the tart yet, and crawled on top of her body, jabbing my prick inside her cunt. Fucking my female with a much older man watching me was very exciting and I recalled all the other times I'd been watched using other females (and some young boys) in the past. Being a bit of an exhibitionist, I wiggled my arse for him. He took it to mean that he could feel me and, to be honest, I found it very lewd and sexy. I didn't mind at all. In fact it sent me over the edge and I spewed my filth up Ginny's cunt to mix with JJ's sticky spunk and his stinking urine. We had a scotch together, chatting about the most degrading and filthy things over Ginny's bare body like we were gossiping in a bar, feeling and squeezing her tits and bum. I relented on the children, allowing him to have a look at the boys and a feel of their little bodies before he left, a very happy man. Before dawn, I scooped our mixed up spunk and urine out of the slut's filthy cunt, using a long-handled ice cream spoon with a narrow scoop and dripped it into a little bottle to mix into her lunch. Exhausted, I slept til late morning even though the kids kept jumping all over me. The meeting with Nico went well. He appeared to be about ten years younger than JJ and, if anything, even more sadistic, judging by the handful of his work he gave me. We hit it off right away and agreed what I felt was a good price for the bodies I had to offer. Over the months that followed JJ and Nico became regular night time visitors and good friends. Our first photo shoot featured Ginny and all the children. During nearly three disgusting hours of non-stop depravity, Nico used up eight rolls of film, capturing fabulously perverted images like JJ and I sandwiching Ginny, his penis in her vagina, mine up her bottom, Elodie squatting over Ginny's face urinating while Ben did his poo on mummy's vulva and the children leaned forward to lick each others' tongues, Ben weeing into Elodie's open mouth, Ben and Elodie kissing while the little boy drank his own urine out of the other child's infant mouth, JJ buggering Ben while the pretty little boy had his willy up his mummy's cunt, sobbing into her her fat breasts, Elodie sitting in my lap with my penis half way up her little bottom and JJ fucking her baby mouth while his arse was licked by Ben, Elodie sucking Ben's penis while I urinated on her face and Ben's little tummy, JJ between Ginny's legs fucking her vagina with Ben and Elodie holding their faces to his big hairy bottom to share the shit oozing from his anus and kissing it into each others' mouths, Nico's big penis being masturbated by both Ben and Elodie over Ginny's face, Ben and Elodie licking Nico's spunk off Ginny's face, David placed asleep on top of his mummy with his penis poked inside her vagina and JJ buggering him, Ben sucking JJ's cum out of his little brother's tiny bum hole and kissing it into Elodie's mouth, Ben caning his mummy's vagina, JJ caning Elodie and Ben on their bottoms as they lay on top of Ginny crying into her tittiebags, me shitting on little David's cute face, Elodie sitting on David's face to squirm my shit all over it, Ben licking my shit off David's face, Elodie wiping my shit off her bottom cheeks with her fingers which she then licked clean, and the results of my first use of the bum plugs in Ginny's rectum. Some days later, Nico and JJ proposed that, if I was willing, they would organise a gang rape of Ginny. I was very willing and even insisted I didn't want to meet the men they proposed until they were inside my whore's naked body. Ginny Harris was gang raped at the age of just 34, two days after her birthday, on a warm spring night in 1990. Her body was repeatedly abused by JJ, Nico and I, and three other men. One was seventy seven years old but, what he lacked in youthful vigour, he more than made up with the size of his penis (only eight inches long but nearly four inches around with a huge bulbous head) and the crudeness and sadistic viciousness with which he used the pretty whore's young body. For nearly two hours poor Ginny had constantly moving penis in her bottom and cunt and two more held over her pretty face, wrapped in her own long fingers, for masturbation. We all took turns, more times than I can recall, in each of the two holes available to us and one guy even fucked her bellybutton. She was brutally raped between her breasts at least three times, the huge gobs of sticky white cum showering her elfin face. And the one and only time Ginny had her mouth opened for sexual abuse was that night. It was the old man. I forgot to ask the old bastard how he did it but I guess he simply risked killing my property by pinching its nose. How she didn't choke, I can't imagine, since he crudely stuffed his entire ugly, fat eight inch cock into her mouth and fucked her throat without mercy. Gin was forced to drink stinking semen direct from an old man's penis and I was in no mood to save her from his vile abuse. The whore was mine to use however I wished and by whomever I wished. And I found the idea of my fucking lovely young filthy cunt whore being used like a toy for the twisted sexual urges of a nasty old man truly erotic. I urged him to turn around when he'd finished and push his enormous, sagging bottom into her darling young face, although I forbade him from emptying it on her. I was already too exhausted to face cleaning that up. A week later, Kate turned up again. Apparently, the skipper of the yacht that the lovely blonde cunt was working on had tried to get her into bed, been refused and, rightly, given her the sack. Serve the whore right, I thought. Beautiful bit of cunt like that could not be allowed to get away with refusing any man's demand to use its body. Its holes and flesh must be available for use at any time for any purpose. This is the reason for the permitted existence of such females. Anyway, his loss was my perverted gain and I slipped out that evening on some pretence and called JJ to see if we could organise something nice. The wine flowed and I added a copious amount of the wonderdrug to it at about twelve thirty. By twelve forty, the cute cuntwhores were out cold, slumped over the dining table with their heads cradled in their arms. While I waited for JJ and Nico, I had a little play with the Harris whores. I got their tits out to fondle, squeeze, pinch, pull, twist and bite them, fingered the bitches between their thighs and buttocks and rubbed my penis on their lovely faces. JJ turned up at one AM with Theo, the filthy old brute who'd been at the gang rape of Ginny. I was very pleased. Nico, it appeared, was at a photo session but JJ had left a note under his door hoping he might be along later. After clearing the table of clutter, we manhandled the bitches to strip them both naked. They remained sat on their chairs and slumped on the table but now Ginny and Kate Harris were nude before their masters. Over a scotch and whilst fiddling about with them, we considered the games we might play with the luscious bodies of our sex toys. The ticklist, which I wrote down as an aide memoire, was so long and exciting it seemed clear we'd need until dawn to complete it and I decided it would be a good idea to leave the children out of it for the night, just this once. Returning from the boys' bedroom after waking them both to give them heavily drugged ribena, I found JJ and Theo had started without me, bastards! They'd sat the girls upright in their chairs and bound the young bodies in position with nylon rope JJ always carried in his bag of tricks. The narrow rope chords went around each female's chest, just underneath its breasts, under their armpits and around the uprights of the chair. Also out of JJ's bag was narrow guage plastic-coated wire which had been wound around each breast forming a tight bond, making all four of the sister's lush filthbags stand erect and point straight out. The chairs had been moved out into the centre of the room, permitting access to Kate and Ginny from all around. For fun, and because it looked so erotic, Theo had wound some of the nylon chord around each whore's neck with a slip knot (in case we wanted to hang them, he told me, although what he thought we'd hang them from, I didn't ask). I found JJ already spanking Ginny's bouncing bound breasts really hard, slapping them with brutal force in every direction, making the soft milky titflesh wobble deliciously, and Theo with one of Kate's big bobos in each hand. With his left hand, he was pulling the tit out as far as it would stretch and, with the right, he'd twisted the other spunkbag's nipple round a full hundred and eighty degrees. I raced to the bedroom to get the canes from behind the wardrobe. I finally realised why I'd kept two of them! Giving one each to JJ and Theo, I stood aside to watch as both men caned the Harris sister's fat breasts, alternately striking all four lovely breasts at once and caning the tops, the swollen nipples and the bulging titmeat underneath. When it came to my turn, JJ fished around in his leather doctor's case and produced for me a fantastically whippy riding crop with which I gave the four lovely milkbags sixty hard, stinging strokes, twenty in each of the three prime positions. While Theo went back to trying to damage the abused breast meat of both girls, JJ and I rearranged them for a cunt and bottom whipping session. We put Ginny and Kate side by side lying face down across the dining table with their feet on the floor and their bottoms at the table's edge. Theo was annoyed he couldn't smack their breasts properly any more but we helped him pull them out from underneath the whore's chests so that they were stretched sideways and bulging beautifully. Ever inventive, Theo put his shoes back on, climbed on to the table and stood, feet either side of her, on Ginny's breasts. He ground his heels into her tits, squashing them so flat they bulged out under his shoes and, still not staisfied with such lewd cruelty, he began to jump and stamp on my lovely girlfriend's abused babybags. Watching in stunned admiration, I had a wonderfully nasty idea for how he might abuse Kate's even bigger and fatter whore breasts. From the kitchen, I brought him the steak mallet and both JJ and I had to relieve ourselves in the twin cuntholes in front of us (he in Ginny and me in Kate), needing to spunk from sheer excitement, as we watched Theo, with a demented look in his eyes, his tongue lolling at the corner of his drooling mouth and panting with sadistic lust, pounding those lovely tits. He beat each of them for five solid minutes and surely must have crushed and smashed much of the delicate flesh inside them. We all coolly agreed that Kate really deserved her punishment for being so young and beautiful and having such fat breastmeat. I made the point that Ginny, whilst older, was also very beautiful with very desirable, if not quite such fat titmeat and it was agreed her breasts should also be cruelly punished. A brief debate resulted in a vote in favour of crushing them in some sort of vice. I had only a black & decker workmate and had to go down to the little basement to get it. I set it up two feet behind Kate's lovely big pert bottom which was sticking out over the edge of the table while JJ and Theo hauled Ginny's lovely body into position. My spunk whore's breasts were fed through the opened channel in the workmate and her pretty face was pushed into her own baby sister's lovely bottom. As Theo nuzzled Ginny's face in between Kate's bumbum cheeks and JJ pulled sharply downwards on Ginny's fat tits, holding them tight by the nipples and aureolae to ensure as much as possible of the sensitive flesh would be held by the vice's wooden slats, I began to close them around my babe's lovely breasts. JJ helped me to tighten the workmate's grip of poor Ginny's fat breastmeat and, together, we went the last inch until her filthbags were crushed, right at the join with her chest, to a thickness of about two inches. All three of us got down on our hands and knees to look under the workmate, leering and smirking at what we'd done to Gin's mammary flesh. Both her breasts were hugely swollen and contorted into the shape of small footballs. They were already turning a sickening shade of purple with the circulation cut off and blood trapped in the titmeat. We slapped them about for the pleasure of seeing them wobble. JJ squeezed and twisted one as hard as he could manage while Theo took the other in between his teeth and bit down hard on the nipple, drawing blood. Happily, Nico arrived at this moment and set about snapping shots of Ginny in this humiliating position with her abused breasts hanging underneath the workmate. Taking turns to milk my sex toy's fat swollen udders whilst coldly discussing the possibility of lactation, we agreed it would be a sexually satisfying amusement and a great photo opportunity to milk both the Harris sisters together. The more experienced Frenchmen told me that making a female ooze milk out of its nipples requires many hours of immense pressure, massaging and beating, unless it is heavily pregnant and, sadistically arousing as the idea was, best well planned and left for another night. With reluctance, we removed Ginny's badly swollen breasts from the workmate and put the whore back on the table next to Kate ready for the sisters to have their big bottom cheeks caned and whipped. I would have been content to watch JJ and Theo caning my toy whores all night long (I preferred to watch the blows come down on their fat bum cheeks and along their deep bottom cracks and to observe the young women's flinching motions in their sleep) but for the worry about excessive bruising or long lasting welts and, worse, the possibility of open wounds. As it was, Theo managed to bring blood from one of Kate's botty cheeks. In any case, we had a big programme of lewd sex and punishment games to get through. The girls were rearranged still on the table, but on their backs, with their feet resting on chairs allowing clear access to the vaginas for punishment. Theo chose Ginny this time. Knowing by now what a vicious and nasty old bastard he was, I was pleased he was the one to whip my Gin on her womanhood. JJ laid in to Kate's vulva and sex lips with his riding crop but Theo (my heart skipped several beats when I saw him produce it from his plastic carrier bag!) set about savagely whipping the older sister with a two foot flail made of two dozen or more bare metal wires of narrow guage and very flexible consistency. Even worse (or better), each strand was knotted every four inches along its length. The evil instrument was held together in a leather binding which formed the handgrip. The Harris girls were given vaginal punishment for thirty minutes nonstop. While JJ tore into Kate's gorgeous young cunt with the crop, Theo went completely berserk. With all his strength and terrifying ferocity, he flagellated Ginny's vulva, cunt lips, the soft flesh between her cunt lips including, of course, her clitoris, her upper arse cheeks, the insides and fronts of the bitch's thighs and its lower belly. When he drew blood from the region of my innocent young girlfriend's vaginal opening, I went into a frenzy myself, ejaculating over both girls' pretty faces at once, great jets of sticky spunk squirting over their eyes, noses and mouths and into their hair. By the time Theo had exhausted himself, Ginny was bleeding from several cuts in her cuntflesh. We all needed a drink and time to recover from the girls' ordeal. In a somewhat joking tone, I asked Theo if he wanted to murder Ginny, given the savagery with which he'd whipped the poor girl. Straight-faced, deadly serious, and in a breathless whisper he told me that he fully intended to kill her, one day, and Kate too. I was in shock for a moment, but equally electrified. Here was someone who might help me to realise my darkest erotic fantasy. JJ replied to my silent quizzical look with an evil grimace of a smile and a sharp nod of his head and Nico, by simply holding up his Nikon, promised to be on hand to photograph the amusement. My moment of ecstasy passed too quickly. We had many games still to play and the whore's bodies needed rearranging yet again. JJ had suggested that we use Kate's big fleshy breasts to fuck her older sister's fat cunt with and we all agreed this was a thrilling and dirty thing to do. Ginny was arranged on the sofa with her long legs wide apart and her feet brought either side of her pretty head, tied with nylon ropes to the casters under the back. To ensure Kate's tits would be firm enough to enter Gin's vagina, we tightly bound wire around each of her big milky spunkbags at the join with her chest. Ginny's vagina was prepared by the full insertion of my eighteen inch long eight inch diameter dildo which, when pulled out rapidly, left a beautiful gaping hole instead of her normally tight cunt entrance. By laying Kate on her belly with head held up, tied in place by the whore's thick, lush blonde 'fuck me' hair to the back of an arm chair, we were able to get her fat tits to Ginny's gaping vagina and push them in, one at a time. As soon as I had one of Kate's big filthy fuckbags just inside Ginny's spunkhole, JJ grabbed it and, with the help of Theo pushing her whole body backwards and forwards, we were able to fuck the older Harris girl up her cunt with both of the younger Harris girl's breasts. Several times, we got Kate's entire left tit into Ginny and, likewise, buried the right breast in my dirty whore's genitals. For the piece de resistance, and at the urging of Nico who wanted to photograph it, we pushed both of Kate's big breasts right inside Ginny. We even managed to push the entire swollen nipple and some flesh of both fat tittiebags into Ginny's anus. Our final games involved strapping dildos on the girls and using their bodies to fuck and bugger each other. First Ginny was laid out on the floor with her legs wide apart and a pillow under her bottom. A ten inch long and two inch diameter black plastic dildo with a giant head on it was strapped around Kate's hips and positioned to point out from her vulva. After arranging Kate on top of her sister, the penis-shaped dildo was worked into Ginny's cunt to its full length, and then we held Kate by her hips to hump her in and out of the other whore's cunt hole. After using Ginny to fuck Kate's cunthole with, we rearranged her face down on the sofa with her bottom sticking out over one end and strapped the dildo to Kate's head, positioned over her pretty mouth. Both girls were buggered this way. The sight of each girl's pretty head being jerked back and forth, driving the huge dildo in and out of her sister's big pert bottom was digustingly perverse and we all, in our excitement, gobbed our spunk on the faces of Ginny and Kate Harris. In part six, things get even more extreme. 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