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Plus For a better Internet experience http://www.yahoo.co.uk/btoffer <1st attachment, "16 new year 5L terms of engagement.txt" begin> 16 New year 5L terms of engagement Martinmac2002@yahoo.co.uk {martinmac}16 New year 5k Terms of engagement 16 (MMffgg ped rom inc oral non con bdsm) This story is slightly different to my other stories, It is much darker in the middle, exploring the effects of non consensual bdsm. It does have a happier ending though. Martinmac Sunday morning, as I woke I felt bodies in front and behind me. I opened my eyes and saw Mandy cuddled up in my arms, Natalie was spooning with her and Gill was spooning me. There was a look of peace on Mandy's face that hadn't been there when we first met. She felt tiny in my arms; she was actually about Becky's size. I untangled myself from Mandy and slid off the bed. Natalie looked at me as I filled the kettle. A red light flashed on the panel and on a little fob. I dressed and went out of the van. I picked up the cassette hose I connected one end to the water tank filler and unwound the hose all the way to the water tanker. I made the connection and turned the water on. The fob started beeping at me until finally the last green light flashed. I turned the water off and disconnected. I started rolling the hose up as I walked down the field. I looked out across the fair; over on the steam lines I could see pillars of smoke rising on the still morning air. I looked at my watch. 6:00. I put the hose away and went back into the caravan. As I entered Natalie got off the bed and walked over to me. She sat me down and then sat on my lap. Her bare thighs were warm against my bare legs and she shivered. "Roy, how can men be so evil as Mick." " I don't really know. It is not really about wanting sex; it is about control and power." I lifted Natalie off my lap and made us a cup of coffee. I leant across and picked up Mandy's bag all it contained was jeans and another boy's shirt. The pants she was wearing last night and the pair in the bag were a boys style. I showed them to Natalie. "she really does not want to look like a girl does she?" "No she doesn't. But why not?" "The commonest reason for girls pretending to be boys is that they have been abused badly. I don't mean had sex, as you only have to look at Becky and when she is not riding she glories in her femininity. No it is when an abuser tries to force the girl you get this reaction." "Poor thing, what does the future hold for her?" "Well Elena will be in contact with a local support group for her, Last nights experience seemed to be positive and the fact that it is in the open for her will help with the healing process." "I hope she will want to wear some different clothes today, but I would not be surprised if she doesn't." "I want you now, you have been very generous helping Gill and Mandy, can you now help me?" "Of course love," I stood up and removed my shorts and pants I sat down on the sofa and pulled Natalie on to my lap. My cock slid straight into her wet cunt. I was soon fucking her, my hands were cupping her small tits and my mouth was engaged with hers. I moved my hands down to her buttocks and pulled her into my groin so each time she slid down my cock she was penetrated to the maximum. I started cumming and my orgasm triggered Natalie's. She bit my shoulder to keep herself from crying out. She released my shoulder from her teeth and I crooked my neck and looked down to see the ring of teeth marks there. I looked up as I kissed her and saw Mandy looking at us with open eyes. "Come over and join us." She moved across the bed and padded over the floor and sat down beside me. Natalie leaned over and kissed her. I raised my arm and put it round her shoulder and pulled her into me. "How are you feeling this morning?" "Are you alright?" "Oh yes, Roy, Nat I feel so alive I want to jump up and run round the camp field!" "Well I hope you don't, or at least you wait until you are dressed." She looked down at herself and blushed. "I feel different this morning, I feel like a girl." I looked at Natalie and smiled. She went into the bathroom and I heard her running water. She came through with a bowl of warm water, a flannel and towel. She stood Mandy up and carefully washed her. Then she went to Becky's cupboard and fetched out a bra, panties and a sundress. She picked up Mandy's boots and checked the size. Then she pulled out a pair of lacy white ankle socks and a pair of white trainers. Natalie knelt at Mandy's feet and put the socks on, then she pulled the thong up her legs and snugged the triangle of cotton over her cunt. Then she stood up and tried Becky's bra on her, with a couple of adjustments to the strap it was a reasonable fit. Then she lifted the sundress over Mandy's shoulders and helped to settle it. Finally she put the trainers on Mandy's feet and tied them. Natalie covered Mandy's eyes and walked her across to the mirror in the bathroom. Faced her to it and uncovered her eyes. I watched Mandy's eyes go round in astonishment. Her face had a good colour but her arms and legs were white. Apart from that she looked stunning, long shapely legs, a nice swell to the breast and brown hair in a neat pageboy cut. "Is that really me?" "Yes love it is." "But my arms and legs are so white." "Don't worry we can soon deal with that. Strip off again and I will sort it." Natalie went into the bathroom and brought out a bottle and some cotton wool balls. "Stand on this piece of towel." Mandy stood there and Natalie quickly wiped on a yellow lotion, giving a smooth even coat to her arms and legs. She waited 10 minutes then took her into the shower and washed it off her. Her limbs were now a nicely even tan colour. Natalie dried her and rubbed moisturising cream into Mandy's skin. Then she re dressed her and invited her to look again. Mandy showed a look of absolute pleasure at what she saw. "I will have to get my own clothes on now, but at least I know I can look good." "Keep those on if you want. Becky won't mind, I can always replace them. Or tell you what, let's go up into the market this morning and kit you out properly. You deserve it. It can be your, new birthday, present. Because last night you started your new life, no longer in fear of your dad." "Do you really mean that Roy." "Natalie will tell you, I only say something if I mean it." I made us all a drink and started to cook breakfast. "Roy, who is Becky?" "I forgot we hadn't told you about her, she is my sister in law and in four and a half years she will be my daughter in law as well. She is Natalie's sister, she is engaged to my son and she will be flying in tomorrow after competing in the first of the Olympic trials. She is hoping to represent Great Britain in the Olympics next year." "Oh wow!" We had better wake your cousin up so she will be ready for breakfast and Natalie you had better get some clothes on." Natalie laughed," I forgot I was still nude." She went to her cupboard and pulled out a dress, which complemented Mandy's and quickly got dressed. Mandy stood by Gill and woke her. It was a picture to see Gill trying to work out who had woken her. Then to see the joy on her face as she saw what Mandy was wearing. After breakfast we sorted the caravan and put it straight. I explained that we couldn't have such long showers every day as we had run the water down. No major problem it was refilled now. I unplugged my mobile phone from the car charger and made sure it was switched on. I put it in my pocket with my wallet and we set off for the market. Mandy held my hand as we walked. I explained to Gill what Colin had said about her wages and that she did not have to work. We walked to the girls clothing stall in the third aisle, Natalie had told me that was where the best stall was. I spoke to the lady in charge and she helped us to choose a sundress. Mandy liked several of them so I had those put to one side. Finally she chose the one she really loved. I picked up some packs of cotton socks whilst Natalie and Gill picked the knickers. Thongs and g-strings was all I could see them pick up. The stallholder then measured Mandy for a new bra. I explained she had come to stay with us last night and her bra didn't fit and she was wearing my sister in laws bra. Mandy chose a bra in the right size and I whispered to the woman to put 3 more in the bag of differing colours, Natalie discussed what colours as I took Mandy to the shoe section. She picked a pair of trainers and I looked at a pair of smart shoes as well. Mandy said you have spent too much on me already. I insisted and paid for all the clothes including the sundresses that were nice but not the favourite. We carried the bags back to the caravan and Mandy quickly stripped off. She unpacked a thong and a bra and put those on followed by a pair of ankle socks then she opened the bag with her sundress in and nearly fainted when she pulled out 6 sundresses. "How come!" "When you put one aside with a nice but not what I am looking for I put it to one side separate to the ones you didn't like and then I bought them all." She slipped the dress on and then the black shoes. "Mandy you look a million dollars. Keep them on to show your aunty Rose and uncle Leonard. I think they will like it. "Natalie took Gill to one side, "we will take you shopping tomorrow, today needed to be for Mandy to help her continue becoming a young lady." "You needn't worry. I am 20 and I know how much I have to thank you both for without you buying me anything." The phone rang it was the gate, Elena was there, I said to them to wait and put the kettle on whilst I fetched Elena. We were very soon back at the caravan. On the way I had given brief information on what we had discovered. She wanted to speak separately with Mandy first and then to talk with Gill. I had to sit in with Mandy, as she was so young. Normally we would ask the father to sit in or failing that the mother, but in the circumstances I think it is a good job neither of them are present. Elena brought out the tape recorder and started it recording. Elena asked her to go over in detail what had happened last year. "Do you just want to hear about last year? Or from when it started?" I looked at Elena with a horrified look on my face. What came out was a catalogue of abuse. Forcible non-consensual violence and rape. I had thought that Becky was into hardcore masochism but Mandy's dads's ideas were in a league of his own. At one point Elena asked Mandy to take her dress off. Elena showed me the white scars from a really vicious whipping that Mandy had described, she said she had bled a lot and her father poured salt onto her back to stop it becoming infected and that she screamed with the pain. When asked why her mum had not intervened Mandy had to admit she didn't know. What did Mick do about contraception? I suppose he didn't want to make you pregnant as it all may have come out. Mum gave me a tablet every day, she went to her wash bag and brought them out. Mum said they would stop me having a baby. I looked at the box, it had her mums name on. Elena then took some very careful photographs with both a normal camera on a tripod and a digital camera. She put one of the pictures into my laptop and printed it out. Then she carefully marked all the whip marks, 50 in all. I hope that the scars would fade more but Elena said that she thought Mandy was scarred for life. She continued taking the details down. When she got to the bit about waking up in hospital she was asked for the name of the hospital. Finally Elena had it all written down. I felt awful that I had not seen the scars on her back. "Were you looking for them?" "I had to admit that I hadn't" Mandy went out to join Gill and Natalie. I showed Elena the clothes she had been wearing last night. Elena looked at them and I could see understanding on her face. She stopped the tape recorder. "I knew something had happened to Mandy recently, she was wearing brand new clothing, in fact the label is still on the dress. I was wondering what. Then you showed me a bag of boys clothes that she had been wearing." "Roger told me in confidence that you, how shall we say it, like young people. I hear a story of appalling abuse, of a hatred of men and boys and then I see her cuddling up to you. I don't want to know what you did because as your legal advisor if I hear of you committing a crime I should advise you to report yourself to the police or do it myself. If I don't hear from you I don't have to do anything. In one respect I am horrified at underage sex, but in this case a girl seems a lot happier. Don't say any more. I then went out and Gill went in. I had picked up some bottles of pop from the fridge, which I shared out. I sat out in the sun watching the world go by. Mandy was on one side of me and Natalie the other side. Finally Gill came out. I went back into Elena. She switched the tape off. "Gill told me what happened last night, with the tape off I hasten to add. What I did was not switch the tape on when she came in but after we had talked. They put you into an impossible situation. I think you handled it in the best way you could. I think it has been good for Mandy. Only time will tell what else she needs. There is enough evidence to call the police in. Mandy must not go home, it would be too dangerous for her. "Well Gill's mum and dad have invited us over for lunch, they are trying to think of anyone else who might be in trouble because of Mick's actions. They have said she can stay with them." "I don't think that is very wise either, there could be family repercussions." " She could stay with me at the old rectory, trouble is I wish I had more room in this van." "I wonder if I can borrow a tent or a caravan and then Nicky and Becky could sleep in that when they arrive. Mandy could then sleep in the other bed." "Yes that would work." We went out and spoke to the girls, Gill said her mum had a caravan and she and Mandy could sleep in that if we preferred. I rang her mum and explained what Elena had said and asked if we could borrow her caravan for the girls. "No problem Roy. We will see you shortly. I went to the next-door motor caravan and explained a bit of what had happened and would they be able to move pitch so that I could care for the girls on an adjoining pitch. They agreed and I said I would speak with the stewards regarding assistance for the repitching. We all then left for Gill's house. We talked with the stewards and they would organise a good pitch for the motor caravan. We then set off. We arrived at Gill's home. Elena and I joined Rose and Leonard in the lounge. Whilst the girls went up to Mandy's room to look at clothes. Elena didn't spare them the details and when she described Mandy's whipping I thought Rose was going to be sick. She then showed them the picture she had printed. You could see the lines of the scar in vivid detail. "Have you thought of any other children who may have been similarly treated?" "Well there is Mandy's sister of course and another of the cousins, she would be mid 20's now but is very withdrawn." "Is Mandy's sister at home?" "Yes, she is only 6 years old. I think we need to get the police round here along with social services. I would suggest that Roy and Natalie look after Mandy and her sister as well, there could be family pressures put on you over this. In addition, Mandy has linked to Roy and Natalie. Take a look at her when she comes down." Rose went to the bottom of the stairs and called them all down for lunch. When Mandy came into the dining room Rose and Leonard suffered from dropped jaw syndrome. "You were correct, what a change in 24 hours." Rose served lunch whilst Elena was on the phone to the local police. They arranged to come at 3:00 and would bring a social worker with them. Whilst we waited on the police Mandy was telling Rose about her shopping this morning, how she had warn my sister in laws clothes. Rose looked at me and I explained. I think it just dawned on them that Natalie was my wife and not my daughter. Finally the police and social worker came. Elena and I sat in on Mandy's interview. She had to strip to her bra and panties again to allow the woman detective and the social worker to view her back. She took Mandy right through her story. At the end Mandy went up to join her cousin and my wife. Elena showed the detective her notes and said if you compare the two tapes they contain the same information. Gill came down and was taken through the same procedure. Finally the distressing interviews were over. "I think what we need to do is to go to Mick's house and arrest him and his wife. Bring Kate back here to meet up with her sister and then gently question her. They took Rose with them to reassure Kate. Less than an hour later they were back. There was a Team of detectives searching Mick's house, Mick and his wife were in custody and Kate was here with Mandy, Gill and Natalie. Mandy brought Kate into the lounge; the woman detective, the social worker, Elena and I were there. Mandy brought Kate over to sit by me. She lifted my arm over her head to rest it on her shoulder and drew her sister onto her lap. I heard Mandy tell her sister, it is all right to tell everything. I heard the click of the tape recorder. The microphone was on the arm of the sofa by Kate. Kate said. " But dad told me never to tell." "Kate, he told me never to tell and I have told. Roy can you lift my dress up to show Kate my back." "Ok," I lifted her dress up and showed Kate Mandy's back. "Poo that's nothing look at mine. She stood up and pulled her jumper and blouse off her blouse was black and red. Her back was a mass of drying blood; there were some fresh bleeding points. The social worker left the room green faced. I could see her in the front garden being sick. I have to admit I felt pretty bad myself. The detective radioed through for the police doctor and the scene of crimes officer to attend. The social worker came in with a glass of water. I looked more closely at Kate and saw rope burns on her wrists. I pointed them out to the detective. Mandy drew Kate over to sit on my lap. "Kate, Roy is a good man; he bought me all these new clothes today. He has helped me about my feelings about dad." I could feel Kate quivering on my lap. I gently stroked her head and whispered sweet nothings in her ears. None of us felt very good about interviewing Kate. Finally Elena started to gently ask questions of the little mite. I rang Natalie's mobile and asked her to bring a quilt to the door and knock. Two minutes later there was a knock and the social worker answered the door. She took the quilt. I smiled to my wife as the door closed. By the look on her face I knew she had seen the mess that was Kates back. I spread the quilt over Kate to keep her warm. Elena continued to draw Kates story from her. She admitted her legs and bum were very sore as well. I stood her up and gently removed her trousers. More cuts and bruises. I could see they spread under her knickers so I looked at the social worker and together we removed them. The knickers were wet on the inside, I felt them and my finger came away red with blood. I gently lowered Kate onto my lap again; I could feel the blood on my bare legs. I covered Kate over. I gripped Mandy's hand and asked if she wanted to leave. "No she is my sister, we stay together." Kate was holding very tight to my hand. "Cuddle me please, oh I am hurting so bad." Her voice was almost a whimper. I put my arms under the quilt and oh so very gently hugged her. I kissed her lined forehead. "Thank you, that feels so good." Elena sat down beside Kate and continued questioning. "What did your dad use on you." "A whip." "How did he hold you to whip you?" "He tied me to a hook in the ceiling. By my hands and then tied my ankles to the floor." "Did you scream or shout for help?" "Yes, but my mum never came, even though she was downstairs." "What about your sister?" Oh he never did anything when she was around." "He told me never to tell her or he would do worse things to both of us." "What did he threaten?" "That he would sit me on the sharp end of the snooker cue and let me drop. He knew how that frightened me because he used to put the blunt end into my front and back holes and pushed me on it. I screamed for hours after that." "When did he last do that?" "This morning, before he whipped me." The detective then asked. "What did he do with the snooker cue afterwards?" "He took it downstairs I think he put it back on the snooker table." The detective got on the radio; She directed the officers at the house to the snooker table and described what they were looking for. It was only a matter of minutes until the radio message came back. They had the cue; there was what appeared to be blood and faeces on the butt. The doctor and the Scenes of crime officer then arrived. Between them they lifted the quilt off us and looked at Kate. They gently covered her again. "How much longer will you be questioning the little mite?" "About 10 minutes, why?" "I am going to call the ambulance, I have seen this, I heard the message about the cue, I can guess what that cue was used for. I will only let her be examined under anaesthetic." "He looked at me and asked what I was doing there holding the tortured girl. Mandy spoke up. "Leave Roy alone, it is because of him and his wife that this has come out into the open." I smiled at my protector. "Roy, Kate seems to trust you, could you carry her out to the ambulance and hold her until she has her operation to clean her up." "Yes I will do that. I looked to the social worker, if she is allowed out tonight could she come back to stay with Mandy and Gill at my caravan. I think she will feel safer there." "Yes I think that might be possible. She seems to have bonded to you." "I don't know about bonding but she is literally stuck to me with her blood." "The doctor came for another look when he heard that comment, he tried to move the little mite but he could see my skin moving with her" He got out his blood pressure machine again. Her blood pressure was down and her pulse was up. Can you hurry that ambulance up she seems to have lost a lot of blood." He looked again at her back. That's where most of it has gone, from the whipping. The detective came off the radio. "Two minutes." "Can you call the others in?" Natalie and Gill came in. "Natalie, can you and Gill look after Mandy until I come home from hospital with Kate, it will be either tonight or tomorrow at a guess." "Of course Roy. So long as someone can organise us getting back with the other caravan." Leonard said he would deal with that. Elena would go on with Rose to see Margaret the other cousin we suspected of being harmed. The doctor gave Kate an injection to ease the pain. The ambulance arrived and they transferred Kate and me to a stretcher and carried us out to the ambulance. As I left the room I could see a large blood stain on the sofa where I had been sitting. Leonard would drive my van back to the campsite with the extra caravan and the girls; he would speak with his friend Colin. Then he would wait for Elena or Rose to come back and fetch him back. The police would organise my transfer from Poole hospital. Once in the ambulance the paramedic struggled to put a venflon in Kates arm. I could hear him saying she was in shock. He got it in and strapped her arm to a board, then he started the saline drip and plasma drip. I could see they were being run in fast. As they set off they put the blues and twos on. Kate smiled as she heard the sirens clearing the way for her. The painkiller was putting her to sleep, but not deeply enough to be totally pain free, she felt every bump transmitted through my legs. I looked through the back window as the following police car moved out to pass us and then I could see it ahead of us clearing our path. We went through the first junction against the red lights. A motorcycle escort joined us. I then realised young Kate was very poorly indeed. They wouldn't escort her unless she needed it. The paramedic peeled back the quilt more and winced as he saw the mess Kate was in. he quickly connected the pads from the ECG machine to her chest and put an oxygen mask over her face. Even I could hear that the pulse was way to fast. The blood pressure was very low too. I broke down in tears; I could no longer hold them back. The paramedic told me it wasn't much further and he wiped my eyes as my hands were holding the frail body of Kate. He took her other arm and slid a second venflon into her vein, a third bag was attached pumping the vital fluid into her body. The journey seemed to go on for ever. The saline bag was replaced. I could hear the rapid beat of her pulse recorded on the machine. We swung into the hospital behind the police car. I was conscious of eyes following me as we were wheeled into the resuscitation/major trauma room. They helped me across onto the trolley; then they took the quilt from around my charge. There was a sharp intake of breath as they saw the mess she was in. Are you all right till we get her into theatre? We need everything just so. We will put her out and then take you both in we will start the blood going into her and then wash the blood between you two until she is freed, then we will gently lift her off you and put her on the table. We will need to look at you to try and identify what is coming off her. Once we know that you will be taken through to the showers and can get changed whilst we look after this little mite. As far as we can tell her major problems are blood loss and dehydration and possible internal injuries. That is why we have been rushing about. We have been replacing fluids; we are now giving her blood. I looked at the drip stand, the plasma and saline had been removed and two bags of blood were running into her. A bottle of antibiotic was being added. So she is now safe, we are getting the shock under control, the blood pressure has stopped falling and the pulse has stopped rising. We will know more when we get her onto the table. The anaesthetist gave her an injection through her venflon, I felt her body sag on my lap as the drug took effect, they waited until a nurse put a gown as far round me as she could get and then a mask and hat. Someone put overshoes on my feet ready for when I moved out. The surgeon came round the front of me and gently moved Kate's top leg. The junior doctor washed around the skin with saline until the leg was free, the lamp was angled down and the surgeon put a speculum inside her vagina. Then a tube with a bright light on the end was inserted into her vagina, I watched the inside of her vagina on the television monitor, "Slight tear, no damage, no damage. Hymen missing, vagina stretched to near adult size, cervix bruised, signs of scratching, no active bleeding points. I breathed a sigh of relief as he reported all clear no gross internal damage. I heard him describe how he was treating the internal scratches. A nurse was in the corner making notes, I could see the red eye of a video camera recording the scene. The doctor was then soaking Kate's back to separate her from my shirt then it was her other leg and her bum. Finally she was free. She was lifted up. The surgeon took a tube from the nurse. It went into her bum. He was checking the immediate entry as he probed " A bleeder," he was given a pair of forceps on a wire he inserted them and there was a quiet buzz, "Washout please. His assistant gave him a nozzle, water squirted out. As he inserted it into the tube blood and clots came away from her. He withdrew the washer and a second tube was inserted. It had two hoses and a camera tube. They were washing out her rectum. They were watching the outflow very carefully. There was a continuous report, blood, blood. Bleeder. Again the surgeon carefully sealed the where the blood was coming from. Again he washed her out. This time after the initial blood the water ran clear. The camera was advanced, no damage, no damage. I was relieved it sounded like she may not be seriously injured internally. Finally the tube had been advanced 6 inches and the scope a further 12 inches. No more damage seen after the two blood vessels. There was a feeling of relief around the table. The doctor closely examined my lap; there was faecal matter and blood, lots of blood. We now knew where the blood had come from, her bum and all the whip cuts. Roy the nurse will take you through for a shower and get you something to wear. I should be finished in here in an hour. We will x-ray her to check for broken bones, then clean her up and seal the skin against infection. I went through to the showers and kicked my trainers off then stood under the shower fully clothed. I could see the blood streaming away from me. My legs were sticky with blood, it had run down and soaked into my socks. I scrubbed them down with the soap. I heard the door open and a nurse said come out from there; lets get you undressed. She helped me to take off my blood soaked clothes and then she pushed me back under the shower. She washed me down, scrubbing me with the liquid soap, I watched the blood stream away from my body. Finally I was clear of Kate's blood. I turned the shower off and dried myself. There was a pair of trousers, a jumper and a pair of socks waiting for me. I put them on along with my shoes. My wallet and phone were by them. I picked up the phone expecting it to be dead and was surprised when I opened it and saw the face light up. I put it in my pocket along with my wallet. My clothes were in a carrier bag on the floor. I came out of the shower and the health care assistant was waiting for me. Will you come with me; I was taken to the relative's room to wait. A police officer came in. "Mr McGarvy?" "I have a message for you from D.I. Chambers. Margaret has been questioned; she was another victim of Mick from about 10 years ago. She is thankful that he has been caught but is feeling guilty that others have been abused because she said nothing. She thinks that there were some others, Her aunt is talking with her, she has a tape recorder so we should know of others. The DI has arranged help for her with social services. Mick is in an uncomfortable cell and we are talking with mother." The HCA asked if I wanted to use the phone, I did. I rang Natalie. "How are you all?" "We are fine how is Kate?" "I left her in theatre about 30 minutes ago, there appear to be no major internal injuries to her vagina or bum. She was bleeding a lot and that is why she was so ill. They are taking x-rays and cleaning up her back and legs. I am waiting for more news. I will be back tonight or if not I will ring you." A mug of coffee and a plate of sandwiches were brought in and I just sat and waited. Finally the surgeon came in. He had the beginnings of a smile on his face. "There are no more internal injuries that we could find, her vagina and anus are on the whole clear," I looked at him. "You heard about the small tear at the entrance to the vagina and the scratches and bruising to the cervix. There is also an old scar in her anus and those burst veins, nothing major. Well I will rephrase that. If we hadn't stopped the bleeding and the paramedic hadn't run all those bags of fluid into her we would have lost her. But they are stopped, her blood has been replaced, we have cleaned her back, bottom and legs. We have put steristrip closures on the worst whip cuts and then sprayed her entire back, bottom and legs with Nu-Seal an artificial skin, she will have to come back in 5 days for it to be re-done under anaesthetic, that is next Friday but once she has eaten you will be able to take her home. She will have to be a bit careful the rest of today and tomorrow, but she can be the judge of what she wants to do. I will take you through now. The social worker is there with Elena, he smiled and said there are a few forms to sign." I followed him through to the room in the observation ward. There was a little girl lying in the bed, as she saw me her face lit up. The nurse was taking her blood pressure and pulse. The drip stand was in the corner with two empty bags of blood and a bottle of what I took to be antibiotic; there were no tubes in the venflon. "Roy, Roy." I walked over to her and kissed her. I sat beside her and she grasped my hand. Her eyes slowly closed. The social worker and Elena were waiting for me. They came over and sat by me. The social worker went first. "Mr McGarvy Mandy has said that she would like to stay with you for the time being. In the circumstances we agree even though you live a long way out of area. We are more worried about Kate. If she were to stay with you she would be a long way from her family and from us. In addition, you are not on our approved panel of foster carers and that does concern us. There was a small voice from the bed. We all bent over to listen. "I want to be with Roy and Mandy," this was repeated; the words slurred. Elena looked at the social worker. "Out of the mouths of babes. Anyway if Roy had not brought all this to our attention the outcome would be very different." She then whispered, "Kate would have been dead" "then she would have been a long way from relatives, you heard what Mandy said when Roy asked if she wanted to leave theroom. She is my sister we stay together." "Alright Miss Barton you have convinced me. The social worker set to filling out the forms. I realised Elena was answering for me; finally I just had to sign my name 6 times. Roy your local social services will be in touch with you when you get back. One of my colleagues will arrange to see you on Wednesday and again on Friday. I really am grateful for all you have done today. You should feel very proud of yourself." "I probably would if I wasn't so exhausted. I felt my hand being squeezed, "Can I go home with you now Roy?" "Only if you eat something first." A nurse brought two slices of toast and a glass of milk; Kate ate them and drank the milk. "Can I go now?" "As soon as Rose gets back with your clothes from home and your prescription has been prepared." "Roy I will be in contact with you and keep you up to date with how the case is progressing. I will let Roger know what has happened." "You will have to sit down with Roger and work out how much of this comes from the charity and how much is personal. I cannot get my brain around it. See you when I get home and thanks again for all you have done." "The thanks are mine, I have seen an abuser taken down. I have also learnt the difference between child abuse and child sex." She gave me a peck on the cheek and set off for home. "The nurse came in with medication, painkillers and antibiotics. She removed the venflons from her arms and taped them up. She put bandages on kates wrists to protect the Nu-seal and hide the burn marks and finally Rose arrived with Kate's suitcase, I helped her choose a loose tracksuit and cotton knickers and t-shirt. Then at her insistence I helped her to dress. I left with a sheaf of instructions from the hospital, a folder of information from social services and a suitcase of clothes. I walked out of the hospital carrying Kate's suitcase, the nurse was wheeling Kate and Rose had gone ahead to get the car. I saw a pile of cases in the luggage area of the estate. I strapped Kate into her seatbelt and sat down besides her putting my seatbelt on. Rose drove very carefully but couldn't help hurting Kate as we drove across the camping field. I could see Mandy watching out of the caravan window. There was a quick movement and she was running across the corn stubble in bare feet to get to her sister. I got Kate out and held her in my right arm, Mandy jumped up into my left arm and I carried them both across to the caravan. Natalie was at the cooker with the kettle on. I picked some clean clothes from the cupboard and went into the bathroom to change. I came out and asked Rose which case held Kates nightwear. I opened it and got out her nightie. I undressed her and put her nightie on her and tucked her up in my bed. I gave her a glass of milk and a kiss and said "Try to settle down now love." The other bed was covered with bodies. I sat down with a coffee, I looked out the window and saw the motor caravan had gone and a caravan was there. Leonard passed me the keys, "I'll pick it up on Sunday. We will probably be in during the week to see you all." I suddenly realised what had been on the windscreen of Rose's car. A Great Dorset Steam Fair security pass, giving them access to the site. I waved, Gill went out to see her mum and dad off and then came in. She and Natalie sorted tea out for us and before it was cooked Kate was fast asleep. Natalie and Gill told me all about the interview with Margaret. Social services would be going through the family checking for other abuse victims. "We discussed the sleeping arrangements, it was quickly decided by the girls that Mandy and Gill would sleep in Nicky and Becky's bed whilst Kate would stay with Natalie and I. What would happen tomorrow is anybodies guess. It had been a very long day and night. We soon settled down to sleep. None of us wore any nightwear. I was woken by cries in the night. I pulled the cord that switched on the sidelight. Kate was thrashing around crying and shouting. I cuddled up to her and called her name. I was stroking her hair as I watched her eyes slowly open. "Hello little luv, were you having a nightmare." I gently wiped her eyes of tears and kissed her. "Oh Roy I dreamt that I was back with my father. He was beating me again." "Lets check your back out." I turned her over and lifted her nightie. I could see some fresh blood under the Nu-skin. I got up and poured her a glass of milk, she drank it thirstily. I took a bottle of beer from the fridge and opened it. "Do you need the toilet Kate?" "I think I do" she got out of bed and went to the toilet I heard the pump start as she washed her hands. I drank my bottle of beer and saw her come out of the toilet nude. "Where is your nightie Kate?" "Well you aren't wearing anything, Natalie isn't wearing anything, so why should I wear anything?" I had no answer for that. I just lifted her into bed and settled her down between Natalie and myself. She gave me a kiss; open lipped and her tongue between my lips. I made no comment and kissed her back. I turned out the light and closed my eyes. I heard Kate fall asleep and then settled back down myself. I was woken again; I felt I was being squashed. I opened my eyes and Kate was lying across my head. Her crotch was on my face. I could smell her young skin, overlaid by the hospital smell of antiseptic. Kate wriggled some more and her cunt was over my lips. I very gently licked her labia, and then her clit. I felt her quiver so I did it some more. I licked hard around her clit and felt it slowly rise. I drew it between my lips and sucked. Kates breathing quickened. I brought my finger round and gently rubbed her cunt lips. Moisture was coating her labia as my finger rubbed back and forth. I continued sucking on her clit. Her hips started thrusting deeper into my face. More of my finger was being pushed into her cunt. Suddenly her body quivered, there was a little squeal and she subsided into deep sleep. I gently lifted her off my face and turned her round. I drew her back down the bed and kissed her sweet lips. Then I drifted back to sleep. The next thing I know it is daytime, Natalie is at the cooker making coffee and Kate is kissing me and telling me to wake up. Natalie looked at me. "When did she strip off?" "It was about 3:00 she had a nightmare, then she went to the toilet and when she came out she was nude. Her reasons. I was nude, you were nude therefore she would be nude." I turned to Kate and asked her how she felt. "I feel great." " My back and bum hurt though." I switched on the radio, it was the local station. It was news time. I listened to the reporter giving the world news. Then I really took notice as the local news started. "Police arrested a father of two yesterday for extreme cruelty and child abuse. A six year old girl was rushed to Poole hospital yesterday evening with severe trauma to her back and legs and suspected internal injuries. She was given painkilling injections and was put on a drip before she was driven the 20-miles with a police escort. She was rushed straight into theatre as she was suffering from extreme shock. Unconfirmed reports say that she was brought in on a carers lap and she had to be separated from the carer under anaesthetic as her blood had stuck her wounds to the carer. The latest news on the little girl is that she is satisfactory and is now resting in the care of the local authority. Her elder sister is also in the care of social services this morning as she had also been a victim of her father's brutality. Police enquiries are continuing. "That's about me and Mandy isn't it?" "Yes love it is." "Now you had better get dressed, you had better wear long trousers and a t-shirt today. Can't I wear shortsRoy?" "Sorry love I don't think it is wise as your back and legs are so ravaged we don't want a lot of people troubling us." "Alright Roy. But my trackie bottoms are so warm." "Lets have a look at what you have." She was right all she had in the way of trousers was tracksuits. "Ok after breakfast we will take you to the stall we got your sisters clothes from and see what we can get." I had better get Colin to come with me or else the stall holder will be reporting me to the police." I rang Colin and arranged to meet him at the top of aisle three at 9:15. Kate and I set off and met him. I introduced Kate to Colin, explaining that she was Leonard's niece. "I presume this delightful young lady is the subject of that distressing news report." "Yes she is and I need you to vouch for my character when I take Kate into the clothing stall, if the proprietor should see her back with no warning I suspect I would either need an ambulance or would be arrested or both." We walked down to the stall and went in. Colin took the proprietor aside and talked quietly, then we all went through into the changing area. At Colin's request I took Kate's t- shirt off. The lady went white; Colin went very quiet. I then explained that the wounds went down her legs and so she needed some cool trousers. I suspect a skirt would show too much. More importantly I need you to keep quiet about seeing Kate. I know it is a good story but I want to keep her away from the press; that report on the radio was a damn sight to accurate for my liking. You can tell your friends on Sunday at lunchtime that she was here today." She went out into the stall and came back with cotton trousers, silk trousers silk lingerie and a summer dress. She tried the dress on Kate, it fitted perfectly. I stepped back and could not see any wounds, I asked Kate to lift the hem, and it had to go a fair way before she showed off her wounds. We bought two of those plus some of the trousers and knickers. Kate wanted to wear the dress back to the caravan. As I was paying the bill the manager looked at me. "That girl this morning, was she Kate's sister?" "You have got it in one. We discovered what happened to Mandy on Saturday night, came here Sunday morning to get new clothes and then discovered this little mite yesterday afternoon. She was in the operating theatre last night and I was fostering them by 10:00 pm. Yes she was stuck to me and I had to go in sitting on a stretcher. We were separated in theatre." She took the money back out of her pouch, "I can't take your money, when you are so kind to the little one's." I gave it back to her. "If you feel you need to be charitable give it to another little child. I am fortunate in that I have more than enough money. Help someone else less fortunate. She gave Kate a little kiss and ran to her caravan. Colin stayed to keep watch on the stall until she was able to face hercustomers. We walked back to the caravan, "how are you feeling today." "A lot better than yesterday Roy." "Can I go round the show?" "Of course you can." "We will just take these purchases back to the caravan and then we can pick everyone up." We arrived back at the caravan as Natalie was organising the clear up, Gill and Mandy's bed was put away and the sleeping bags aired. Then we set off in the mid morning sun to see round the site. We went across to the steam lines and saw happy setting up his ploughing engines. The huge double- ended plough was sitting there like a praying mantis. One set of plough shares pointing to the sky. "Hey Roy, your family seems to have grown a bit?" I went over to him, "can you keep quiet about that, as I am fostering two of those girls and I don't want it public." "Would I be correct in thinking that their father has been arrested, nudge nudge, wink wink? "Yes Happy, you are right, but I don't want it spread around." "Oh god Roy, no, I was joking!" "Not the kids whose father has been arrested, no it couldn't be." "Yes Happy, it could be and they are." "I'm so sorry for them, happy that they're with you." He shook his head and swallowed a few times. "Can I tell Ruth, she used to work with abused children, if you need help?" "Thanks Happy, yes tell Ruth, but please keep it within the family." "Would they like to ride the plough with you?" "Even if they don't I would." "Ok Roy." "Girls would you like to ride the plough with Roy?" "There was an excited yes please. "All right youngest first." Kate followed me up onto the seat of the plough. I had her sit on my legs as I held the wheel. Happy went back to his engine and gave the code on his whistle; I saw the reply from the engine on top of the plough hill before I heard it. Then the slack was taken in and we were away. I kept my eye fixed on the distant engine, keeping the great plough on course. At the top I steered the plough across for the last few feet ready for the return and then stopped. As the plough reversed the uphill seat came down and we were able to remount. This time I had to remember to steer in reverse. Too soon we were at the bottom and Kate ran to Natalie as Mandy joined me on the plough. We all had a good time riding the plough; to soon I had to turn the controls over to one of the regulars. I moved over to Victory to talk with Liam. His wife was thrilled about the forthcoming move. We waked on round to where they were setting up the road making demonstration. I explained to the girls what was happening and what they were going to do. We walked along the back roadway to Watford gap, there were gates across the path, and you had a choice of waiting for the gates to open or walking round the huge collecting ring. We waited, watching the traction engines going up from the main arena or down to the main arena. We could hear the roar of amalgamated heavy haulage coming up the hill. Escorted by the wheelmen and the steersmen. They were pulling the tank transporter and the engines were working flat out. Their exhaust was punching the smoke high into the sky. The air seemed to vibrate to the sound of these beauties. Kate cuddled up to me at the sheer noise. After they were past we could smell the aroma of hot engine, coal smoke and steam oil. They opened the gates and we walked through into the market area. The market traders were still setting up, as the main show didn't start until Wednesday. We turned into the first aisle and strolled down. The girls were so excited. We stopped at the orange stall and watched as the attendant stuffed oranges into the juicer and caught cupfuls of juice. I bought us all a glass; it was very tasty, then moved on to the donut maker. Hot ring donuts with chocolate sauce. My hanky came into use to clean chocolate sauce off Kate's cheeks. We walked up the first aisle, peeping into stalls; I resisted the clamour to buy everything as we had another 3 miles of market stalls to cover. What I did was make a note of the stall peg and aisle number and what it was, then when we had decided which stall was the best value we would come back and purchase. The one exception was the mobile phone stand for my provider. At the top of the aisle by the main drag I went in and bought three mobile phones linked to my main phone account. These were for Gill, Mandy and Kate so they could always contact each other or me. The girls had fun choosing which model and which colour they wanted. The stallholder borrowed my Natalie's phone to load her phonebook into the other three phones. He would then put them on charge. We would pick them up this afternoon after Becky and Nicky arrived, I would then continue charging them at the caravan. He gave Natalie her phone back and we set off with the three large dolls, which were the special offer with the phone. Kate was starting to drag through tiredness so we stopped off for lunch. We bought pasties and pop, well cider for Gill and I, and sat down in front of the dance stage. Kate ate her lunch and fell asleep in my arms. I said for the others to go off together and when Kate woke up I would ring Natalie and then we could meet up. I gave her some money to spend as she had left her purse in the caravan and the others didn't have any. Natalie fetched me another pasty, a pot of coffee and another glass of cider. Gill meanwhile went to the shop in the next door marquee and bought me the local newspaper. Natalie and Gill repositioned Kate in my arms so that she could sleep in peace. I unfolded the paper and front page, banner headlines. Local man held! Whipped daughters for his pleasure I read the story, it gave fairly graphic descriptions of how Mick had suspended his 6-year-old daughter up from the ceiling and whipped her back bloody. Described how his elder daughters arm had been broken and how she too had been whipped. There were hints at what Mick had done with the snooker cue and that he had spread his attentions to his nieces. They described the race to hospital and what had been done there how the girl had to be separated from the carer in the operating theatre as her blood had stuck them together. It finished with the comment that the girls were now in the care of the local authority. There was reference to Elena Barton of Rogers and Rogers, Shrewsbury, being the one who had, after discovering the torture, called in the police. A shorter article gave some information about his wife, she was charged with aiding and abetting. A woman sitting alongside me saw the headline and asked to read it. If she had known the girl on my lap was the girl in the story Kate would have been drowned in tears. As it was she contented herself in describing what she would do with the man if she ever got his hands on him. Her mildest punishment was for him to be tied to a post in the main arena and every visitor to the Great Dorset Steam Fair was to give him 20 lashes of his own whip. That seemed to be the general consensus of people around me who joined in the discussion. I asked them to change the conversation, as it would be pretty horrific if my little one woke up, they were full of apologies and the subject was changed. Looking down on my charge I saw the bandages on her wrists were coming loose. I saw a St John's first aider approaching so I beckoned him over; I asked if he could rebandage her wrists. He looked a little askance as he was there for emergencies, not routine care. I pointed to the article and then nodded towards Kate. We had a conversation with our eyes. He called base and asked for one of the ambulances to meet him. When it arrived I stood up and carried Kate into the ambulance. The first aider then pointed to a red spot on my shirt. We sat Kate up and lifted her dress. The Nu-seal had cracked in one spot and had allowed some blood to escape. They sprayed the area and told me if it bled again to take her back to the hospital. They then removed the bandages from her wrists. The Nu-seal there was fine so they rebandaged her wrists. The paramedic on board the ambulance was talking with me about the case. He actually recognised Kate as his daughter was in the same class. He took Kate's dress and rinsed the blood spot with some saline, which removed the blood. There was a wet patch but that would soon dry. He said for us to remain in the ambulance, as he was as likely to get a call for near where we were than anywhere else. If he got a call then we would have to get off and he would leave. We discussed Mick and the ambulance man said he could never move back into the neighbourhood again, he would be murdered. I wont tell anyone outside of the brigade that she is here; it will stay confidential. Once you go then I will talk with friends to see if we have missed anything, check that he hasn't attacked any other girls in the village. Can you remind your friends that some of the belongings in that house belong to this little mite? Kate finally woke up; she looked about her and asked what she was doing in the ambulance again. I explained about her bandages coming loose and that she had bled a little from her back. I helped her back into her dress. She looked at the ambulance man and said. "Hello Mr Parfitt, how are you and how is Ruth?" "I am fine and Ruth is fine too. More importantly how are you?" "Better than I was yesterday. Say hello to Ruth for me willyou?" "Of course I will, enjoy yourself." "Come over to us if you need any help, with anything" if it can be done we will do it." I stepped down from the ambulance and pulled my phone out. I arranged a rendezvous with Natalie and set off to meet them. We continued walking the market until 4:30, most of the time Kate was in my arms, She didn't want to go back to the caravan, she didn't want to miss anything. We all headed back towards the heavy haulage section. We went round to the commentary box and met Colin. We were talking when my phone rang, it was Becky. "Hi Roy we are 15 minutes away, the pilot has said that he will ask me to ring as we come in and wait for your clearance, he also says he has the message about switching off the engines and can you make sure the coach stays put until the rotors have completely stopped." "Hello Becky, those messages understood see you two soon." Becky rang off as Colin came down from the commentary box. The klaxon sounded. Then the announcement over the loud speakers. A fire engine and a water tanker came onto the arena spraying the area the helicopter was due to land on. "The arena is being cleared for the next half an hour as a helicopter is coming in to land bringing two of our Olympic Show Jumping hopefuls to the Great Dorset Steam Fair. Once the helicopter has landed and the engines have stopped, the charabanc will move out to the helicopter to collect the passengers. The charabanc will then move off and the helicopter will restart its engines and fly away. The steam engines and heavy haulage will then return to the ring. I must insist that everyone stays behind the safety rope. The fire engine is at present pumping water from the water bowser to wet the area surrounding the landing area to cut down on dust blown up by the helicopter. It will then uncouple and stand beside the Ambulance provided by the St Johns ambulance association to provide emergency cover for this landing." "Would Mr McGarvy please go to the commentary box, thank you. I went up to the box and was let in. My phone was ringing. It was the pilot. I am on the hands free can you hear me?" "yes you are clear." "I estimate I am 5 minutes away from touchdown, are you ready for me?" "Are you ready for him?" "yes the H has just been fastened out. The arena is clear for landing." "You are cleared for landing." " I can see you on the horizon," "We have you visual." "Which arena is it? I can see three!" I turned to Colin, "Give him the green flare." We heard over the loudspeaker, "light the green flare." The steward in the arena was a steward for the afternoon only, he was a helicopter marshal, he lit the flare and moved back to his position in front of the H. "I have visual confirmation of my landing field." "You have a marshal for your landing. He is an RAF helicopter marshal." "Thank you I see him. Landing under visual ground direction, Helicopter out." We watched as the helicopter bled off its forward speed and came into the hover. He slowly came down to land. The engine noise died away and the rotors slowly milled to a stop. "Dave start your engine but wait to move off until I instruct you." The rotors finally stopped and the charabanc was released to collect its passengers. Nicky, Becky and Jack stepped down from the helicopter and pulled their bags out. The pilot got out to speak with the ground marshal then returned to his seat. The charabanc came up to the commentary box. I went down to meet my son and daughter in law and Colin went down to meet his son. We heard the scream of the helicopter engines starting then it was away. 5 minutes passed and the klaxon sounded again for the heavy haulage to start playing. We all climbed into the charabanc and set off, dropping Colin and Jack at the admin block and then directed the driver to our caravan. We all got down and went in. Nicky looked at me. "Who are all these girls?" I showed him my newspaper and said "these are 3 of the girls." He read the story and his only comment was "Oh dad, that's terrible." Natalie poured out drinks for us all and I finally asked Becky, "As you won't volunteer the information I will have to ask you straight. How did you do," " I got a first and a second, Jack got a third and an unplaced, Billy Wilder got a second and a first." "Well done." I then started to explain who all the extra bodies are and that we had the loan of a second caravan if we needed it. Becky picked up some clean clothes and went through to the shower. Finally she came out rosy cheeked and Nicky replaced her in the shower. Natalie went off with Gill and Mandy to the funfair. I gave Natalie a couple of £20's to spend at the fair, if she had gone with her money she wouldn't spend it and I wanted them to have a wild time, two of them had a bucket full of sadness to deal with. I stayed with Kate as she went to bed and to speak with Nicky and Becky. Kate was on my lap. Starting to nod off. Kate up you get and go to the toilet, have a wash and clean your teeth. She came out with a pair of knickers on, her back was blue and red. She climbed up onto my lap. I asked Becky to fetch her a mug of milk then I showed Becky the newspaper article, She read it. I watched the horror growing on her face. "Nicky, this was what we heard on the BBC news before we left today." "Are you telling me that it refers to Kate?" "I'm afraid I am. It refers to Kate, Mandy and Gill, You can see how carefully I am holding Kate. You can see she is raw from her shoulders to halfway down her thighs. There is slight internal damage inside front and back. Natalie and I are fostering Mandy and Kate, Gill is at university but is staying with us until the new term starts." Kate had slipped off to sleep. "How has she got internal damage?" "The butt end of a snooker cue!" "The police found it on the snooker table, there was shit 11 inches down it and blood on it. The frightener about that one is that he kept her from telling her sister by saying he would drop her on to the narrow end!" "Her comment was she screamed for hours after he stuffed the blunt end up her bum and in her cunt!" "Oh Roy, that makes me feel sick. I know I like pain but that is disgusting, it turns my stomach it is so over the top." "As for her back. I could never imagine what that must have felt like for her. I can't begin to imagine what that bastard thought he was doing to her, what he put her through. He is so evil!" "Roy I am feeling so sick. Nicky put his arms around her and tried to comfort her. I wondered how best to help Becky, she was so into pain but to see the effects of a no holds barred whipping was just shattering. She had played with the thought of BDSM. For Becky there had been the bell, which would stop everything. Poor Kate hadn't been able to stop her dad. She had to endure what he wanted to give her. Just from here, what I could see must be 50, 70 no a hundred whip marks, some still bleeding under the protective coating 2 days later. "Roy I want to give him some back, I want to use his whip on his back, I want to tie him from the ceiling with rope. I want......" Becky stopped, unable to continue she was crying so much. "Roy let me come over there, I will look after her." She stripped off and lay down beside her new sister, her battered 6-year old sister. Nicky and I made up his bed. I picked Kate up gently and put her on the other bed. Becky came across and cuddled up to her. I looked at the space left and there would be room for Nicky and either Mandy or Gill. I pulled the dividing curtain over and took a beer and sat outside with Nicky. "Did you have a good time at the competition?" "Oh yes dad, it was so exciting, there were some really good riders and the competition was very keen. I heard some interesting comments. There is a lot of worry about Becky. One of the women was being very bitchy about her after the competition on Saturday. Why should a child get a chance to compete in the games, it is taking a chance away from a more experienced rider." "What she didn't know is Billy Wilder and Llewellyn Masters were behind her talking with me. Llewellyn Masters was about to jump on them when Billy held him back. You should have heard Billygo. "Ffiona the only way Becky will get into the Team is by winning a place in open competition. Every one of us has the same chance. Today, Becky beat me, I am the gold medallist from Sydney, but do you hear me complain that it is unfair? No you damned well don't, well maybe that it is unfair that Becky should be born with so much talent. But I want us to win the Team gold as well as me winning individual gold. For the former we need the absolute strongest Team. Becky will be tested in the winter season on the continent, to see if she can handle the pressure as well as she handles the jumps. If she succeeds there and qualifies next year then she will be going to Beijing with the rest of the Team. If she doesn't she won't. That applies to all of us. None of us deserve a place on past merit. It is only current skill and mental stamina. If you are going to whine because you are beaten by an 11 year old girl then you should not be even trying to qualify for the Olympics as you do not have the mental stamina for it. Now go away and grow up!" Ffiona stormed off in a huff, what she wasn't going to do to Billy. Llewellyn Masters had to go to her horsebox later and I gather he told her a few home truths. She had a foul hangover this morning and blew it on the course. She had left before lunch. Most of the rest of the contingent were of a similar mind to Billy. They look on Becky as the Team mascot. "By popular agreement I am an honorary competitor so that I can accompany Becky to the social events, on Saturday night I joined her at the competitors dinner. Anyway Becky didn't fancy the dishes on the menu so she asked the waiter for the children's menu, well he got really superior and said the children's menu is for under 12's only. What's the problem with that, I am only 11. Well he flustered about and Billy told him to stop faffing and get the best rider in the country her menu. The table erupted in cheers, go Becky, go Billy, go Becky, go Billy. The poor waiter was blushing beetroot by the time he brought Becky her menu. Llewellyn Masters went after the manager later. At the end of the evening she was carried back to our box. She had a wonderful time. I talked with Llewellyn Masters yesterday after she came second to Billy and he told me on present form she will be first or second, or joint first on the Team. Anyway dad I think I will turn in for the night, it has been a hectic weekend. I watched him go in to the caravan, I went in and turned on the small light by my bed and the light in the toilet so that when we all went to bed the caravan would be ready. I switched on the awning light and picked up my paper again, this time I started reading from page 2. There was a good write up of the steam fair and then I reached the editorial, I had guessed what would be in it. Questions as to why social services hadn't stopped it, why hadn't the police stopped it and where was the school? Why had it taken a solicitor from Shropshire to winkle it out. I could have answered their questions but I didn't want the press camped out on my doorstep. The general consensus on what to do with Mick was unprintable. Whilst I was sitting enjoying the sounds of the fair the couple who had been in the motor caravan next to us came up. I offered them drinks and then we sat down to talk. "We haven't said anything about it but the reason you asked us to move, was it that," he said pointing at the front page of the local paper. "Can you keep it to yourself? It was to do with that. I am fostering both daughters and the cousin is staying with us until she goes back to university. It was worse than the papers described. The last thing the girls need is the press coming around and enquiring. You know what they can be like, they would want a blow by blow account of each stroke of the whip." "No, I can see why you want to protect them." "How are they doing though?" "They are doing very well the youngest ones back is still bleeding every so often, She tires very quickly but on the whole they are a lot better off here than they were with their father." "We may not need the second caravan, but it is as well to have it." "Thank you for being honest with us, we had wondered what was happening." The couple left and I continued to sit, I went into the caravan to check on Kate she was laying there fast asleep sucking her thumb. She was in Becky's arms, I had to admit they did look sweet. I went back outside. Night had now fallen. I could smell the smoke from the steam engines on the fair. I had a spectacular view of the line of showmans engines, lights blazing, steam coming from the safety valves and the chimneys. I knew they were supplying power to a lot of the fairground rides. Then I could here the happy voices coming up the field. I called out to them. "Did you have a good time girls?" "I wish you had been with us darling." "Maybe tomorrow night, Kate should be feeling a lot better tomorrow. I will definitely be out on Wednesday as Dr Busker is on in the real ale tent. Did you go on lots of rides?" I could see by the looks on Mandy's face that she had enjoyed herself. "Anyway time for bed. "You all get ready and I will make our bedtime drinks." They decided that they wanted their childhood staple of drinking chocolate. I quickly made it and as they came out of the toilet they collected a mug. Then Mandy said. "Come on Roy you should be getting ready for bed too." I went into the toilet and undressed, I still didn't need to shave after having the hair removing cream used on my wedding day. I came out and joined the girls. Gill decided that she would sleep with Nicky and Becky as Mandy begged to sleep with Natalie and I. As I washed the cups up they all got into bed. Mandy was in the middle of our bed, cuddling up to Natalie. I climbed in beside her, she reached out to me and kissed me. Thank you for all you havedone. She slid out of Natalie's arms and moved down the bed. I felt her hands on my cock which rapidly swelled under her ministrations. Then there was the warm moist sensation as she took the top of my cock in her mouth. She was sucking it like a lollipop. Natalie turned around in the bed, I could hear her whispering to Mandy but I couldn't hear what was said. I guessed that she was teaching Mandy to take all my cock as I felt her mouth move to a different position and her lips slipped down my cock to the base, as my cock slid into her throat I felt her swallowing convulsively. Then it was smooth sensation as my cock slid in and out of her mouth. More whispering and as my cock slid out of her mouth she sucked hard. As Mandy deepthroated me Natalie moved up and started sucking on my nipples. It was as if there was an electric line between my nipples and my cock as the sensation brought me to fulfilment. Mandy was there swallowing all my cum. "Thank you Roy, I wanted to do that so much. You have helped me to be a girl again, I want to be a girl." "Can I call you dad?" "I haven't had a real dad, I had a father and he hurt me, my friends say they love their dad and he does good things with them. You have done good things with me and I love you." "so can you be my dad?" "Well daughter, I don't mind you calling me dad, My only concern is if it upsets Kate." "Dad, I think she will be pleased to have a dad at last. She hated her father, he did horrible things to us." "If Kate is happy calling you dad, she can call Natalie mum!" "Thanks dad, thanks mum!" Natalie looked at me, "they can call me Natalie, well Mandy certainly can, I am only 2 years older than her." She smiled down on Mandy and caressed her head. Thank you for the compliment, I think there will be too much confusion if you called me mum. I am touched beyond measure though. Mandy moved up the bed and started kissing Natalie whilst I moved down and started to suck on Natalie's clit. My arms reached round them both. I was loving my wife and my daughter. I could see Mandy turn her attention to my wife's tits suckling at them. Natalie was soon writhing through her orgasm. I moved up the bed and slid my cock into my wife's waiting cunt. I was smoothly fucking her. One of my arms snaked around Mandy's body to caress her tits. Natalie had a thunderous orgasm, I slid out of her and into Mandy. She welcomed me with open arms. "Thanks dad, I feel I am part of both of you now. She brought her arms around me as Natalie tickled Mandy's clit. I was sliding smoothly in and out of her receptive cunt, my hands were caressing her back and I could feel the ridges left by her father's whippings. I just hoped I could heal her memories of her father. I felt Mandy cum beneath me and it triggered my orgasm. I flooded her young cunt with my cum. I went to roll off her and Mandy rolled with me, She stayed there with my cock plugged into her vagina. Then we all slept. I had left the bedside light on and I woke up in the still predawn quiet. There was a girl asleep on my chest. Her thumb in her mouth. I suddenly realised that it wasn't Mandy; it was Kate. She had come over and joined us in the night. I gently stroked her hair. I avoided her back as I didn't want to wake her. I leant forward and kissed the top of her head and after listening to her gentle breathing I fell back to sleep. I was woken up a time later by the friction of a tight cunt on my cock. I opened my eyes and Kate was sitting astride me, fucking me. "Kate you shouldn't be doing this." " My father made me do it, now I want to do it." "I'm too big for you, you are too young!" As I said that I came inside her, she was wriggling in pleasure. She lay down on my chest, my cock fully in her, my cum leaking out around the plug. "That was nice Roy. I liked it." "I shouldn't have done it." "Roy I did it to you, I didn't ask." "Roy my father did this to hurt me, He would use the snooker cue first and when I was in pain he would put his thing in me. When the snooker cue was just inside me it was nice, but then he would push hard to hurt me. I wanted to try it with you, and it was lovely." "Kate, Mandy wants to call me dad, I said that so long as it didn't upset you she could, she wanted to call Natalie mum, but Natalie felt they were too close in age." "That's alright dad, Mandy can call you dad, it wont upset me." "It took me a few seconds to realise what you said then, you little minx." "I love you dad" on those words I put my arms around her and cuddled my new daughter. We went fast asleep, we had a busy few days ahead of us. If you have liked this, all the chapters and other stories are available for download at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/martinmac/ I hope you enjoy them, if you do please write me and tell me what you like At martinmac2002@yahoo.co.uk <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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