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Book 8\par
Chapter Twenty Two\par
The Fuck Of Us All\par
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The fuck of it\par
\tab The unusual weather persisted thru the day with heavy rain, strong breezes, and the a lull before another downpour.  Summer were good; girls wore skimpy outfits and there were more outdoor activities.  Spring was good; the air fresh, a newness of life was renewed.  Fall was good; the leaves turned magical colors, spooks and pirates roamed the streets in search of treats, and calling of winter was not far away.  Winter was good but it was cold.  Snow was alright\emdash in small quantities.  Pike could never get warm enough and people in his area just didn\rquote t seem to know how the fuck to drive in snow!\par
\tab The storm ravaging his area was right on the tail end of Summer.  Fall was days away.  Pike preferred Fall of all the Seasons.  The air was different, more amicable than most of the other seasons.  He liked wearing his old sweaters and pillaging about his garage in some sort of odd attempt at making wooden toys to give to children at the local corner church.\par
\tab The heavy rainfall came in spurts and was on its way out.  Laying beside Jessica Nedmacky and Pike felt all was well with the world.  There were wars, conflicts, social degradation, depravity run amok, political upheaval in several forms, and EMAD use on the rise and not the decline.  But laying naked in bed with Jessica\emdash fuck it, all was well with the world.\par
\tab Across the hall, Julie lay with Frankie.  Across from them in another bed lay Micah and Chip.  Pike\rquote s Prototype EMAD despite its lack of Whistles and Bells worked just as well as the one his sidekick, Karl, had at the cabin.  The lack of communication with said sidekick annoyed Pike.  He hoped all was well with him.  He hoped.\par
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\tab Headlights probed thru the darkness but it still said maybe if it was an actual \ldblquote road\rdblquote  of some significance or not.  The headlights didn\rquote t bounce around and went from the far left of view to the far right and disappeared.  Some many minutes later and another set of lights did the same thing.\par
\page\tab The distance from where she was to where the lights were was indeterminate but possibly miles.  Miles.  Miles to trek across open desert in the middle of the night wasn\rquote t good.  It wasn\rquote t wise\emdash there were hazards to contend with that were far worse than what was happening to her and the others in the cabin.\par
\tab Then, to make matters even more challenging\emdash it began to rain.\par
\tab It had been at least a couple of hours, maybe more, since Nicole had made good her escape from the hellish cabin.  She was aware of the EMAD use on her (and the others) but also aware that the affect was not too effective or long lasting.  When it was realized (that she was no longer controllable by the minding device) she waited for opportunity.  \par
\tab The not knowing where the hell exactly she was, though, was the bugger of it.  How far to the nearest \ldblquote well traveled\rdblquote  road?  How rough was the desert?  Would the second banana bastard come after her?  What would he do to her when he caught her?\par
\tab It was a risk but one Nicole was willing to go for.\par
\tab An hour after scurrying across the desert she regretted her venture.\par
\tab The first hazard was a steep-steep decline where she thought the van was.  But there was no van, just a steep-steep slope that once down there was no going back up.  Being naked wasn\rquote t a plus; the venture so far had left her with skints and abrasions; sharp pebbles, rocks, stickers and then everything else.  Maybe she should have thought it over some more\'85\par
\tab Just hours earlier and media reporter Mia Sanchez was getting boinked by teenage boy, Kevin\emdash this after teenage boy Kevin boinked his sister and their friend.  Then, after getting sucked on by the children\rquote s TV host, Nina, the boy schlepped his salami into Mia as she was on her hands and knees sucking on the eight year old boy, Shawn.\par
\tab The bastard man, second banana left in charge, seemed to be getting his royal jollies.  And it appeared to Nicole that just about everyone was under his control via that damnedable minding device.  She knew that Nina and most certainly Gloria would not put up with the improprieties surrounding them let alone \ldblquote join in.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nicole didn\rquote t fully understand the complexities of an EMAD but it apparently had some nifty way of swaying the mind so that it would except the EMAD User\rquote s perversions.  \par
\tab Of course, Nicole had to deal with strange feelings stirred up within her she didn\rquote t so rightly wish to address.  She soundly confirmed to herself that she was NOT a pervert and engaging in sexual relations with the teenage boys and younger were not her forte.\par
\page\tab Then the rain came.\par
\tab A nearby jutting boulder offered some protection.  She took, shivered, and wondered how anything would work out.  Only occasionally were there headlights out across the desertscape.  She guessed it was lone travelers on the backroad circumventing the desert expanse.  Her directions were all skewed and the sky offered no help either with the cloud cover.\par
\tab The rain fell and either her vision was obscured or there was no one venturing out across the desert backroad highway during the rainstorm.  For hours she sat huddled under the rock precipice staring across the soaked landscape to where she had seen headlights.  When the rain finally let up she struck out from the rock making her way.\par
\tab The sand was wet, the air cool, the clouds still full of threatening sky and she was butt bare assed naked.  She couldn\rquote t stay at the cabin\emdash it was simply against the Laws of Nature!  It was intolerable to let what was going on continue\emdash forcing kids to participate in sexual depravity with themselves and each other.  It just couldn\rquote t be!\par
\tab A breeze kicked up chilling the naked desert traveler giving her second thoughts\emdash maybe there could have been another way?  She wished she could have found the van, where the hell was it?  Of course, she would have had to try her hand at hot wiring but she knew how to do that\'85\par
\tab She figured she had gone the wrong way after scooting out of the cabin.  Not paying attention to her placement had put her in a worse predicament than remaining in the cabin.  Involvement with Kevin wasn\rquote t all that bad.  Nicole was just bugged with the likes of the others, the little kids Lindsy and Shawn, the other two girls, Holly and Annie being brought into the fray of sexual decadence.\par
\tab If it was just Kevin\'85\par
\tab Reporter Mia, the kiddie show host, Nina, and Gloria the lesbian feminist\emdash Nicole didn\rquote t really know what to think about them and their involvement.  In a way, though; Nicole thought it was the living end (humorously thinking) that the bitchy lawyer got hammered by a teenage boy.  The bastard man took his turn, too; and he had a sizeable schlong.\par
\tab Nicole closed her eyes trying to blot out when the man had fucked her.  Fucked her.  Fucked her?  It wasn\rquote t fucking\emdash it was rape.  Pure and simple.  He had raped her, sodomized her, forced her to suck his dick.  The teenage boy had done her all three ways, too, but she didn\rquote t mind that so much.\par
\page\tab What she didn\rquote t care for the most was the mistreatment (sexually speaking) of the little kids.  The likes of the teenage boy doing the kids was one thing\emdash but the involvement of the bastard man molesting them was something else intolerable.\par
\tab The rainfall had helped soothe the searing heat of the sand; the rainfall, though, did little to soothe the sharp rocks and stickers.  Nicole couldn\rquote t believe her fate\emdash what had she done to deserve such a deal.  She had been merrily voicing her displeasure about the new porn shop in the community; she was an activist for people\rquote s rights; she had made waves in the state assembly with her lukewarm attitude regarding her party; she had voted or supported other candidates in other parties; she had voiced her opinions against her own party in support of other associates in other parties.\par
\tab Early morning was coming enlightening the dreariness surrounding her.  Maybe her crossing party lines was payback?  She had been just as \ldblquote busybodied\rdblquote  as pesky nosey Gloria; but did that mean she warranted being kidnapped and thrown in the midst of absurdity?\par
\tab  Suddenly she had stop as suddenly there was a drop off.\par
\tab A dry wash with ten foot steep deep sides.  She nearly fell in.  With a sigh of disgust she went along the edging to where it wasn\rquote t so steep to make her way across.  The sand was becoming less and less \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  and more and more the way it usually was\emdash dry.\par
\tab How was she going to explain her dilemma to anyone?\par
\tab How was she going to be able to return to normal life?\par
\tab From bank to bank it was some sixty feet or so.  The sand in the dry wash was barely effected by the recent rain, Nicole stumbled across and half way across paused as she heard thundering.  Looking up to the dismal sky that was parting to return to its normal clear blue scheme she found nothing suggesting \ldblquote thunder\rdblquote .\par
\tab Desert sickness or the thunder had just carried from the nearby mountains.\par
\tab Then, to her right, a wall of water came crashing and \ldblquote thundering\rdblquote  around the bend of the dry wash (which was no longer \ldblquote dry\rdblquote ) churning straight for her.\par
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Before she could say \ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  the spray of the churning flash flood water from the high mountains was on her.  It was frivolous to run, especially in deep sand, but fear motivated her and off she was.  Being a woman she naturally took a cue from every movie where a woman is woman from danger and fell.\par
\tab A tremendous cascade of water swept her down the channel dragging her along the bottom then briefly shooting her up to the surface before dragging her down again crashing against boulders and the sides of the small canyon.\par
\tab Gasping for breath, grasping for life, Nicole scrambled to grab hold of something, anything.  The thrashing water grabbed back pulling her to the bottom rolling-rolling-rolling her along virtually drowning her.  Before consciousness left her she found a something giving her hope.  A piece of wood\emdash no, it was a root!\par
\tab The force of the water was tremendous nearly breaking Nicole\rquote s arm out of its socket as she held onto the jutting root of a desert tree.  Somehow she managed to grab onto another root and then a rock with a good handhold and finally breach the surface.  There were no more roots to grab onto and the sides of the canyon were beginning to crumble.\par
\tab Then, a hand came down as if like the Hand of God.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t.\par
\tab It was the Hand of a Bastard.\par
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\tab\ldblquote You coulda been swept right out to sea,\rdblquote  the second banana man said, \ldblquote this channel goes right out there and then there\rquote s a rip current that could carry you out another two or three miles to the marker bouy.\rdblquote\par
\tab There she could contend for space with the sea lions until help arrived.\par
\tab Safe on the desert ground away (far away) from the churning new river, Nicole caught her breath.  Though she despised the man who had kidnapped her and destroyed her life, she was at least grateful and thankful for the rescue.  She knew that she was close-very close to being another statistic and that just wouldn\rquote t do.  Nicole wanted to live long enough to see her rescuer and the first banana bastard convicted and sent away to some dark dank place far far away.\par
\tab The trek back to the cabin took an hour.  They trekked in silence with Nicole\rquote s mind soggy and still inundated with the horrible noise of her recent experience.  It seemed to have happened so quickly and she saw it all in her mind\emdash over and over and over.  A new nightmare was taking over from the one at the cabin.\par
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\tab At the cabin they kept going along the path to the pond.  Beings it was daylight, Nicole could see the other trial out from the cabin winding down a slanty hill to where the VAN was parked.\par
\tab\lquote Shit-piss-fuck-son-of-a-bitch!\rquote\par
\page\tab Being as she had already been drenched by Mother Nature Nicole didn\rquote t see the point of immersing herself in water again.  But the man insisted and Nicole didn\rquote t resist.\par
\tab\ldblquote This water is different than other waters.\rdblquote  he said to her as she settled.\par
\tab Nicole didn\rquote t understand, \ldblquote Different?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Look at your hands.\rdblquote  where they had been skint up.\par
\tab Where her hands had been skint up there was nothing.  Nothing but normal skin and not torn up as when she slid down the hill.  Then, everywhere else on her body where the brutality of her short desert venture had given her abrasions and such there was evidence of such and she was healed.\par
\tab Miraculous!\par
\tab After several minutes the two returned to the cabin and back to the same game as before.  Nicole wanted to talk to him, ask him \ldblquote Why?\rdblquote  among other questions.  But she held her tongue (and she didn\rquote t know why) and watched as the cabinites were once more put thru their paces.\par
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\tab On her hands and knees, Nina Starr received Kevin Horter while she sucked on eight year old Shawn Gough.  Kevin had his hands on the young woman\rquote s ass and was deeply involved in fucking her asshole.  His mind was not his to command\emdash not fully.  He was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of what he was doing and who he was doing it to\emdash he just was unable to stop himself.  But then again, fucking was a hard thing to put off.\par
\tab Nina was much the same.\par
\tab Gloria Deraila, too.\par
\tab Not so much under mind control was Lindsy, Holly, and Annie.\par
\tab The reason wasn\rquote t known but\emdash they were in fear and though not having their young minds bent by the minding device they followed thru with whatever was put to them.  \par
\tab Justin Farge, the Mayor\rquote s son (caught by the first bastard spying on little girls in short dresses tumbling in the grassy area where his Dad and Gloria were giving speeches) lay on his back with Holly Marsh on top of him.  Justin, too, like Lindsy, was not so bent in the mind electronically.  But unlike Lindsy and the others, he was more into the misdeeds\'85\par
\tab Kevin and Justin weren\rquote t too keen on schlepping their schlongs into the likes of Gloria\emdash she was fifty and way-way-way too old to be humping.  Nina and Mia were alright, they looked good despite Nina being in her early 30s and Mia Sanchez, too.\par
\page\tab When Justin and Kevin were \ldblquote done\rdblquote  with who they were doing, it was Nicole\rquote s turn.  The second banana bastard man pulled/pushed Nicole by the shoulder to the bedding on the floor.  There she lay down (on her side) with Kevin behind her and Justin in front.\par
\tab Nicole had to help the boys \ldblquote get in her\rdblquote ; she raised her leg to make it somewhat easier for Kevin to plunge himself into her asshole.  Justin\rquote s schlong was strong, hard, and dripping cum.  Gloria looked on the site with some detest; Nina was in shock, the others in assemblage sat staring, watching, waiting.\par
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\tab Leighanne Shough (Shuff) without the \ldblquote le\rdblquote ; Leanne Patrick; Stephanie Karp; Julie Deeber; Dawn Reeves; Tanya Ceburger.  The remaining girls of Pike Elsworth\rquote s class he had yet to \ldblquote touch\rdblquote  and give his special teacher/student extra curricular activity.  His mind and soul were willing but his cock was \ldblquote I\rquote ll take a raincheck!\rdblquote\par
\tab Sex with Jessica was good.\par
\tab With just a light touch from the EMAD to Jessica who was basically one hundred percent willing, the kids from the basement were freed\emdash to roam the house and backyard.  In the backyard they were to be quiet and clothed in underwear at least.  In the house\emdash butt bare assed naked was the norm.\par
\tab Jessica was in charge of the lot and when not engaging in sexual activities they were sleeping, eating, or watching approved television shows.  Public Broadcasting and Cartoon channels specifically.\par
\tab The likes of Cynthia Ruiz still was heavy on his cock.  In his private office the teenager had given his cock quite the ride.  He had merely went thru the motions with the girl; enjoying slamming his bone into her asshole, then her pussy all the while she was bent over.\par
\tab A bit of butt spanking ensued thereafter; then, with the girl splayed out on the desk with her legs open Pike enjoyed fingering and hand spanking the girl\rquote s pussy before shaving it with a razor he found in the desk drawer.  A bit of shave cream there was, too.  The act helped further entice Pike\rquote s cock and after shaving Cynthia\rquote s cunt\emdash he promptly fucked it.\par
\tab Dora Beloria he would like to fuck, too\emdash a fellow 9\super th\nosupersub  grade instructor; Fatimia Cullins was another fellow faculty member he wanted to see on his desk with her pussy being shaven clean.  Both women were in their late 20s; Gina Mulgulver was another, she was in her thirties.\par
\tab\lquote I need a stunt cock.\rquote  Pike said to himself dryly.  He liked pussy, he liked fucking pussy\emdash but damn!\par
\tab Leanne Patrick.\par
\tab Leanne Patrick was a nice looking girl, not very tall, slender build, good sized melons, a sweet face with a popular hairstyle of the times extra thick hair, dazzling blue eyes, and scored 90 and above in exams.  She was friendly, not the cheerleader type but Pike could see her prancing about in a cheerleader outfit\emdash a skimpy cheerleader outfit.  Most times the girl came to school in jeans.  Never shorts like some of her classmates.  A few times she arrived to class in a dress but never a skirt outfit.\par
\tab As the Season began to give way to Fall, Leanne came to class in a Fall skirt outfit that sent shivers to Pike\rquote s shagged out schlong.  The girl looked good and as she passed by him at the beginning of class there was the lingering perfume the girl wore reminding him of Pumpkins, Spices, and everything nice!\par
\tab At the end of instruction just before the break for lunch, Leanne came to him with a proposal to write a special essay for extra credit on the subject of \ldblquote Fall.\rdblquote   Pike had offered such extra credit to anyone who would venture into such regrettable territory and was pleased that he had a taker.\par
\tab Discussing the essay, Leanne stood at his desk \ldblquote bending\rdblquote  over onto the desk scribbling down pertinent information Pike required for his essay.  Pike leaned back to allow the girl room (and to take an Up Close and Very Personal viewing of the girl\rquote s ass.)\tab\par
\tab In his jacket pocket he fumbled the Prototype.\par
\tab In his mind he fumbled Leanne\rquote s ass.\par
\tab In his pants his cock moaned\emdash\lquote not again!\rquote\par
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\tab Turquoise bikini style panties did Leanne have on and her ass was just as wondrous as Pike thought it to be.  Bent over the desk in his office with the girl\rquote s skirt up over her waist and her turquoise panties down, Pike admired the soft alluring ass\emdash it was perfectly shaped, unmarred, lily white.\par
\tab Parting the cheeks he investigated the hole and noted that Leanne either kept her young teen pussy trimmed on a daily basis or just hadn\rquote t yet produced a lot of pubes to her vagina area.  \par
\tab After much ado about caressing and taking in the ass area, Pike schlepped his schlong against the soft skin, dragging the head up and down the crack before attempting anal play.\par
\tab Prototype 1-1A   Model 0 didn\rquote t have Whistles and Bells and was not known for more than subduction of a Subject\rquote s Mind AND could only subdue one mind at a time.  Regardless, Pike managed some Q&A\'85\par
\page\tab The first use of Q&A had been with Jessie; the second was with Leanne.  Q&A was so much fun!\par
\tab\lquote Take it in the ass?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote By who?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Jeff, Jimmy, Carl.\rdblquote\par
\tab Three boys she babysat for.\par
\tab\lquote How old are they?\rquote\par
\tab Triplet boys, nine years young.  She had caught them naked having sex with each other.  Leanne taught them other measures of sex; oral, vaginal, and the ever popular anal.\par
\tab There were no boys in her age group she was involved with; there WAS a boy her age but he had a cock that was a little more than she could take so he merely humped it on her pussy and ass and to make him ultra happy for their tryst she sucked him off.\par
\tab A yellow light on the Prototype suggested to Pike to end the mind probing and continue with his own anal probing.  His cock, though, wasn\rquote t quite strong enough to breach the still tight poop chute.  A bit of finger play, the jamming of a handy-dandy candle, and then an application of anal lube and five minutes before the end of the lunch hour and Pike was sodomizing the girl in turquoise panties.\par
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\tab At the close of business for that day, 3:30 officially, Pike walked a little funny (as did Leanne) whom he saw standing at the front of the school.  He paused a moment before making for his car.  His first instinct was to \lquote let her be\emdash go the fuck home.\rquote\par
\tab But she was alone.  Other students and faculty, clean up crews were about\emdash but no one close.  Leanne seemed to be waiting for someone.  Pike thought\emdash thought-farted\emdash then thought some more before making way to his car tossing in his briefcase.\par
\tab But he didn\rquote t slid into the driver\rquote s seat.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi there!\rdblquote  he said to the girl coming up slowly at an angle.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mr. Elsworth!\rdblquote  she said brightening up smiling and none the worse for wear for her sore asshole.\par
\tab\ldblquote Waiting for someone?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  said the girl a little glum, \ldblquote my Dad supposed to pick me up but I just realized he\rquote s at a meeting and wont be out until five o\rquote clock.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And your Mom cant come?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote My folks are divorced, I live with my Dad.\rdblquote  She didn\rquote t explain \ldblquote where\rdblquote  her Mom was and Pike didn\rquote t pry.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Well, uhm, I can give you a lift.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You can?  Oh, that would be super!\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike smiled\emdash his cock groaned.\par
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\tab Leanne didn\rquote t live very far from school, but too far for a young vivacious teenage girl to walking home\emdash alone.  Not in the trying times of the day.  She did fidget a bit in her seat\emdash her sore asshole.  In class she didn\rquote t yap too much\emdash in the car ride home; though, she was non-stop chatterbox.\par
\tab The Patrick home was nice, stucco painted yellow with white trim.  A nice family home in the neighborhood where most homes were Ranch Style and in the $200 thousand dollar range.  The homes on the left were up on a sort of slanted hill, every yard either had a white picket fence or shrubbery to serve as a fence.  Most yards had a huge oak tree of some type and size, too.\par
\tab Pike pulled up along the curb to let his student out.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to come in?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab\lquote What did she say?\rquote  his cock almost yelled.\par
\tab\ldblquote I can fix us some coffee, or tea.\rdblquote  Leanne continued luring Pike in.\par
\tab What was a guy to do\emdash an offering from such a sweet damsel just couldn\rquote t be turned down.  It just couldn\rquote t.  So he didn\rquote t.\par
\tab The inside of the house was kept up, neat and orderly.  Dark cherry paneling, three bedroom, a nice sunken living room with a BIG screen tv, animal heads on the walls, sports pictures here and there in support of a particular Northwestern team along with a particular Northwestern college.\par
\tab The kitchen was where Leanne went after slinging her bookbag into the bar stool chair at the kitchen bar separator.  She was so perky.  Pike was beside him\emdash it was a quarter to the hour of four and Leanne had already supplied the necessary information about her Dad\'85\par
\tab He had time.\par
\tab Leanne continued to yap about her schoolmates, her aspirations (to be a nurse and then possibly a doctor\emdash or a marine biologist to save the whales.)  Non-stop yapping.\par
\tab\lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Two cups of special coffee were put down on the kitchen breakfast table.  She did so slowly and all her movements were in slow motion.  Then, slowly, the girl began undoing the buttons to her blouse.  Pike held his breath and waited.\par
\tab The Fall colored blouse of rust brown with leaf print was discarded onto the floor.  Then, down came the skirt and there she stood in those lovely turquoise panties!\par
\page\tab There was no better place to shag a teenage girl than on the arm of an overstuffed sofa.  So that\rquote s where Pike did her.  Investigating her pussy told him that she was NOT a virgin\emdash she was giving it up to those horny little boys she babysat for.  Pike shuffed his schlong into the proper receptacle and gently had his way.  \par
\tab Three minutes later and a small amount of love cream filled the girl\rquote s poon.  Pike was near exhausted and drenched in sweat.  His cock was desensitized to say the least and to revitalize it he slapped it against the girl\rquote s ass.  For the hell of it he fingered the girl\rquote s hole, spanked her with his hands and then his cock\emdash all the while the girl was oblivious.  The Prototype EMAD worked just fine.\par
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\tab Stephanie Karp.\par
\tab A pretty girl was Stephanie; short, dark brown hair, round face, dazzling blue eyes, perky.  She sat in the front row, third row in, and generally wore jeans of various types\emdash usually tight.  She also came to class in dresses or skirts and looked equally nice in those as well.  The girl wore perfume reminding him of roses but not overpowering.  When sitting in her desk she crossed her legs\emdash when sliding out she gave inadvertently a little flash of panty crotch.\par
\tab It got Pike\rquote s attention.\par
\tab And he would have left his attention to just admiring the girl and keeping her in his dreams\emdash until she just happened to walk passed his office door on her way down the exposed hallway to the front area of the school at the close of business the day after his tryst with Leanne.\par
\tab With a sigh, \lquote stop.\rquote\par
\tab Stephanie came to an abrupt stop.\par
\tab He waited\emdash looked around then,\par
\tab\lquote scratch but, pull panties out of crack.\rquote\par
\tab Normally, this would be done privately when no one could see the personal\emdash very personal action.  Stephanie firstly scratched a butt cheek and then went \ldblquote digging.\rdblquote\par
\tab Satisfied, Pike directed the girl to \lquote turn left\rquote  and make way into the den of debauchery.  \par
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\tab The Q&A feature didn\rquote t work.  Pike didn\rquote t know why but the Prototype was just that\emdash a prototype that was the basis for future mind altering devices.  He noted that the other EMAD he had left with Karl was a better model and sometimes it, too, failed in some of its operations.\par
\page\tab With no Q&A, Pike settled on having Stephanie undress before him.   A slow process with Pike standing with his cock unfurled watching her.  He was greeted with the girl clad in raspberry colored panties.  Tight bikini type panties with a nice-nice muffin bulge.  \par
\tab Sperm already began to spurt from Pike\rquote s cock.  He smiled and stroked his love tool giving his prize the final instruction, \lquote take \lquote em down.\rquote\par
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\tab Not a virgin.  Stephanie Karp was not a virgin\emdash no duh; she was too pretty to be left alone.  And at the point highest in their lovemaking Pike was able to probe her mind for a little Q&A uncovering the fact that she was having ready sex with her Uncle Ben AND cousin (his son) Ty.  Uncle Ben was in his 40s while Ty was in his late teens.\par
\tab They didn\rquote t carry on all the time, just occasionally.  It had begun with Ty, Stephanie had long since been infatuated with her cousin and that infatuation turned to first cousin love play in the hot afternoons.  In Ty\rquote s bedroom, the garage, basement, kitchen table, and bathroom (to name a few).  But it was in Ty\rquote s bedroom Uncle Ben caught them\emdash with Steph on top!\par
\tab After some spanking and Stephanie discovered her Uncle with a boner, and devised a plan to get back into his graces.  Stephanie was living with the Uncle while her Daddy was in state prison.\par
\tab\lquote Why is Daddy in prison?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He bilked some investors out of money and stuff.\rdblquote  She wasn\rquote t real clear and was apparently sheltered from the actual truth.\par
\tab So, anyways, to get back into Uncle\rquote s good graces she let him catch her naked on her bed masturbating.  That resulted in another bare ass from bare hand spanking.  Uncle Ben was himself a preacher!\par
\tab After the bare ass spanking\emdash Ben was once more noted having a serious erection.  Aunt Vera had passed away years earlier, Stephanie didn\rquote t know why, so it left Ben \ldblquote without\rdblquote  a source of nookie.  After the bare ass spanking, Stephanie positioned on the bed wiggled herself.  She repositioned herself so as she daringly had her ass up in the air caressing her blistered ass\emdash all the while her Uncle Ben was still present.\par
\tab The next thing you know\'85\par
\tab\lquote in the ass?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote have you sucked him?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote he get off in your pussy?\rquote\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote how about you and your uncle and cousin\emdash at the same time?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab They didn\rquote t pee on her but they did masturbate until cumming onto her face.  She sucked them, worked their cocks and balls and Uncle Ben shaved her cunt.  Only three times since living with him did the Presbyterian uncle sink his missile into her sex.  Ben had a lengthy cock; it was slender and curved oddly at the tip.  Oddly, the man prayed before penetrating her and after.  \par
\tab All cousin Ty would say when pegging her was \ldblquote Thank (you) God!\rdblquote\par
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\tab His cock slid into her from behind; another cock slid into her mouth.  A tingling she tried and tried and tried to deny erupted in her cunny.  She wanted fucked!  She wanted cock ramming her cunt and that was all there was to it.\par
\tab But was it her own desire or the sick twisted desires of the second banana bastard man?  Deep inside her soul she knew it was her own desire.  No matter how much she tried to crush that unnatural desire\emdash taking dick and sucking dick of a teenage boy was the bomb.\par
\tab Nicole gobbled Kevin Horter\rquote s thirteen year old cock while behind her, Justin Farge fucked her asshole.  Both boys were \ldblquote empty\rdblquote  of sperm which was something Nicole wished that they could deliver.  The boys were drained but their cocks continued to be hard enough to enjoy.\par
\tab What turned Nicole off, though, was watching the horrid bastard have his way with the young girls.  She didn\rquote t mind so much slurping young eight year old Shawn Gough\rquote s cock and balls but it was different when the sexual depravity stinking up the remote miner\rquote s cabin involved the other girls.\par
\tab The bastard man had seven year old Lindsy Weiss across his lap, spanking her ass and \ldblquote getting off\rdblquote  while doing so.  Just minutes earlier and Kevin Horter had been fucking the girl from behind managing to unload a bit of cum into her well fucked asshole.  Thereafter, the boy\rquote s sister, Annie, had to come and lick the girl\rquote s hole clean.\par
\tab After a time and the man pushed the little girl off of him and Nicole couldn\rquote t believe the size of his cock!  It was huge!  Casually she wondered what it would be like to be fucked by such a cock.  The man stood, stretched, farted, and blatantly masturbated for all to see.  And all in the cabin saw.  And all in the cabin knew that someone was going to get it.\par
\page\tab And that someone was Nina.\par
\tab Nina tried to first scurry away\emdash whether it was in fear of the man, his cock, being fucked, or whatever was not known.  The man grabbed her ankles, locked them, then raised her legs to sent a flurry of furious swats to her ass until it was tomato red.\par
\tab Then, he dropped her legs and flung himself onto her slamming his cock against her sex.  Nina was terrified.  The boys fucking Nicole stopped\emdash they were exhausted enough as it was.  Lawyer Gloria sat up against the tin wall of the cabin looking on with much disdain\emdash but it looked as if though she were out of breath, has the breath knocked out of her, something about breath.\par
\tab Finally, after several intense moments of the bastard man simply grinding his cock against Nina\rquote s cunt, he put it into her.  He positioned the two of them so as everyone in the cabin could see the \ldblquote penetration.\rdblquote   Nicole understood that more than having sex and spanking everyone\emdash it was another form of power, overpowerment, and a manner of control having everyone watch some sort of sexual depravity.\par
\tab Nicole, and everyone else, watched in amazement as just about every inch of the man\rquote s manhood slid near effortlessly into Nina\rquote s cunt.  It was ten plus on the wow factor.\par
\tab The man lay on Nina, locking his legs about hers\emdash mostly holding her down (not that the full weight of the man wasn\rquote t enough\'85)  Only his hips move ergo moving only his cock in and out of her pussy.  Nina clung to the man as clinging to anything else didn\rquote t help.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote  breathed Kevin standing at her hand methodically masturbating.  Justin, behind her still, rested his dripping shagged out cock against Nicole\rquote s pillowy ass.\par
\tab No one moved, no one breathed.  All attention was on the couple on the floor.  Steam rose up from the man\rquote s body; rivers of sweat drenched both the couples as their bodies melded.  Nicole couldn\rquote t believe what she was seeing\emdash Nina had a rather smallish body frame despite being in her early 30s.  The man\rquote s cock slowly-slowly-slowly made full vaginal entry.\par
\tab And after five minutes he pulled out with no explosion of lust.  He was exhausted and then some and lay off of the young woman heaving.  It was an opportunity.  Nicole knew it, whether or not anyone else knew it or not was unclear.  No one moved, though.  The oppressive heat of the cabin was uncomfortable with the sticky-mugginess from outside leeching into the open area of the cabin\rquote s one room interior.\par
\tab The man sat up, blinked his eyes, and looked a little stressed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Are you ok?\rdblquote  Nicole asked breaking the eerie silence.\par
\page\tab The man didn\rquote t respond but sat breathing hard, sweating, and looking a little pale.  Kevin and Justin looked to one another wondering if they should do something.\par
\tab Nicole wondered the same thing.\par
\tab After several long enduring minutes, the man stood (on wobbly legs) and stumbled to the door.  Nicole stood and with the help of Kevin and Justin guided the man out of the cabin and to the refreshing pond.\par
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\tab Once more \ldblquote Are you ok?\rdblquote  was asked of him.\par
\tab He was, but slowly did he answer.  He seemed befuddled and \ldblquote not all there.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe you ought to go to a doctor, a hospital.\rdblquote  Nicole suggested.\par
\tab Karl nodded.  He didn\rquote t feel too well despite being in the refreshing pool.\par
\tab\ldblquote Does your chest hurt, how\rquote s your arm?\rdblquote\par
\tab His chest felt like the fat woman \ldblquote Tiny Tina\rdblquote  at the carnival sitting on his chest and a wolverine was gnawing on his arm.  That\rquote s not good.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s not good.\rdblquote  Nicole said.\par
\tab Karl sat still on the ledge\emdash the thought of \ldblquote dying\rdblquote  in such a remote place just didn\rquote t sit well with him.  In the company of naked people, mostly children, his \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  all over them\emdash in them all spelled doom more than death could provide.\par
\tab But, after twenty minutes or so the second banana felt better.  Physically.  Mentally he was weighed down with worry.  Had he been close to having a heart attack?  That definitely wasn\rquote t good.  Too much exertion.  He knew he didn\rquote t eat right, he didn\rquote t get much more exercise than playing a round of golf, chasing after his kids (playing) and engaging in immoral exercises such as the case present.\par
\tab Once back at the cabin, \ldblquote Let\rquote s pack up and get he hell outta here.\rdblquote\par
\tab Everyone got to dip once more in the mysterious healing pond for thirty minutes, Karl joined them but his mind was too bugged to bother with engaging sexually with anyone or having anyone engage thusly.  \par
\tab On the trek down to the van, Nicole DID look around to get landmarks.  She was clothed, everyone was clothed.  There wasn\rquote t much in the way of landmarks\emdash hills were hills, two mountains in two different directions, and lots and lots of flat landscape.\par
\tab Just before dropping down between where the path dipped down thru the higher ground Nicole saw a couple of vehicles going across the horizon.  Before she could gather any more pertinent information she was ushered into the van, tied up (for safety) and blindfolded.\par
\page\tab The van rolled down a rutted road five minutes before coming to a slow stop \ldblquote California Stop\rdblquote  and then turned left.  Ten minutes along a bumpy road at a least 30 miles per.  Then it slowed to a complete stop; Nicole heard the sound of a big vehicle roar by followed by a small vehicle.  The van lurched out onto the paved road for twenty minutes, then slowed for a long sweeping turn.  Just as the van took off for highway speed\emdash\par
\tab BANG!\par
\tab The van skidded and there was a lot of wet pants in the van.\par
\tab\ldblquote Everyone alright?\rdblquote  the man asked poking his head into the cargo area.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes,\rdblquote  Nicole said\emdash although being blindfolded she didn\rquote t really know for sure, \ldblquote what happened?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Blew a tire.\rdblquote\par
\tab The van hobbled along the roadway before it was safe to pull over.  Nicole heard the crunch of gravel and tried to keep all the information she had gather thus far in her head.\par
\tab The van door shut (and shut hard) and she could hear the man fussing with the spare tire on the back of the sealed shut rear doors.  Minutes later and the van was rising up.  The air vent was still open, Nicole heard a big truck coming along coming along coming along and then it was gone.  Storm clouds loomed above and though it was a little cooler outside, inside the van it was heating up.\par
\tab Then, after a long few minutes or so\emdash Nicole noted that she didn\rquote t hear anything.  Nothing.  All was quite a still and that was wrong.  She couldn\rquote t tell for certain but felt that the van was still \ldblquote up.\rdblquote   What had happened to the bastard?\par
\tab Then the van was dropping down.\par
\tab Never mind.\par
\tab The van moved on and Nicole could hear more noise suggesting the entry into town.  Sitting up on her knees and with the boys helping to steady her she managed to stand\emdash but being bound hand and foot stability wasn\rquote t easy.  The blindfold she had managed to work off enough to enable her to see\emdash like the sky per se thru the open air vent.  But the vent was at an angle and didn\rquote t give much viewing options.\par
\tab As the van passed under overhanging light standards where some had street signs hanging from them, Nicole noted \ldblquote Highway Way\rdblquote .  That was a help.  Sort of.  The van moved too much jostling Nicole and the boys and so the venture of trying to get the gist of where they were at exactly would have to remain elusive.\par
\page\tab The van came to stops, turns, slow crawls, and was embroiled in heavy traffic.  Nicole realized that she could pound her feet against the walls to signal for help\emdash for some reason she didn\rquote t do that or enlist the aid of the boys to do so.\par
\tab The van splashed thru some puddles, crossed a set of railroad tracks, then came to a slow stop.  The motor shut off and Nicole held her breath.  This was it.\par
\tab The man opened the pass-thru partition and came thru the heavy black curtain saying \ldblquote End of the line.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nicole feared she would be killed.  It was the sad ending to most victims of brash kidnappings.  If she felt in any way the bastard man was going to slay her or any of the others then she would fight her best to prevent it or make completing the task difficult.\par
\tab The sliding door opened flooding the van\rquote s interior with daylight.\par
\tab Nicole braced.  This was it.\par
\tab The man stood Holly up, hugged her and began squeezing her butt.  The blindfolds were removed\emdash then her pants and panties.  Once more the man sailed into the realm of debauchery with tonguing out the twelve year old\rquote s pussy.  He licked and licked and licked, nipped the girl\rquote s lips and undone her shirt squeezing her breasts.  Nothing was said\emdash everyone sat, waiting, watching in awe.  Nothing could be said.\par
\tab At length, the man pulled himself up and it was thought that he would put his massive cock into the girl\rquote s pussy.  There was no way she could take it all and it seemed as if though the man was determined to do so.\par
\tab But he merely humped the girl\rquote s pussy, grinding hard against her sex with a few meager attempts at penetration.  Minutes later he sat back and brought Kevin over.  The boy was once more stripped down, his pants (minus undies\emdash no one got their undies back) and positioned between Holly\rquote s legs.  A pat to the boy\rquote s ass and he laid down on the girl.  His hands and feet were untied to aid him keeping himself on top of the girl.  No foreplay, it was get on her and get it in her and get off (in her.)\par
\tab While in the process of \ldblquote getting off\rdblquote , the man behind him patted his ass and masturbated.  Kevin paid no attention to what the strange nude man was doing\emdash screwing Holly was the only thing on his mind and the only thing that mattered.  Just after blowing his load in Holly, though; something new came to the boy and he DID pay attention to what the strange nude man was doing.\par
\tab Just after blowing his load, the strange nude man undone Holly\rquote s still secured feet, removed her pants and opened her legs.  Then he got up between the kids\rquote  legs having Holly\rquote s freed hands pry Kevin\rquote s ass open.\par
\page\tab Oh no!\par
\tab Kevin wasn\rquote t much into getting buggered\emdash but he had little choice.\par
\tab Gloria Deraila shook her head and seethed serious contempt.\par
\tab Annie wept, Lindsy bawled, Shawn cried; Justin stared in awe with mouth agape; Nina shook her head ultimately closing her eyes and bowing her head.\par
\tab Nicole sat still realizing her pussy was tingling\'85\par
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\tab Kevin\rquote s body turned instant sweat; he grinded his entire body onto Holly pinned beneath him.  A series of faces he made as the penetration from the man behind him was dire.  Kevin\rquote s cock, too, was still inside Holly\rquote s quim.\par
\tab When the man had finally fully seated his schlong into the teenager\rquote s shit tube, he began a slow steady progress of sodomy.  All Kevin could do was cling to the orange nappy carpet and endure the buggery.\par
\tab Many minutes later and it was over.  The man cleaned off the boy\rquote s fucked hole, Holly\rquote s pussy, and then himself.  Then, putting their clothes back on, blindfolding, securing them hand and foot, they were removed from the van.  The van\rquote s door was closed and there was no information for at least half an hour.\par
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\tab The sound of the van door squeaking open startled Nicole and everyone else.  Half an hour, an hour, how long had it been?  Where was Holly and Kevin?  It was then Nicole assumed the worse\emdash they had been taken off somewhere and killed.  She didn\rquote t think he had it in him.  It frightened her and shook her\emdash she knew that when it came her turn she had to fight him.\par
\tab The van started and resumed its course.\par
\tab Time was meaningless, Nicole struggled all the more to poke her head to get her bearings thru the scant opening of the vent.  If she could see someone she would call out\emdash but all she saw were derelict buildings like the ones in the 4rth District; warehouse row.  The downgraded industrial area were old commercial and medium industry once reigned but had fallen on hard times recently.\par
\tab The stench of fish suggested to Nicole that they were by the cannery that was by the waterway that led out to the ocean.  Her bearing were coming to bear\emdash she knew where she was.  Now, could she use that to her benefit?  Probably not at the moment but later on to retrace steps and eventually track down the Perpetrator Bastard.\par
\page\tab The van stopped but the man driving didn\rquote t come thru the partition.  There was a long wait and then the van started again and backed up, turned, turned some more, then sat idling for a few minutes before the engine shut off again.\par
\tab The man came into to cargo area and brought Nina into play.\par
\tab Nina fought him.  She fussed, kicked, lashed out and was in no way going to cooperate.  So the bastard man got rough with her, slapping her ass, rolling her over and pinning her striking her ass with all his might until Nina\rquote s flailing legs suggested she had had enough.  \par
\tab Nina Starr was exhausted with the fight fought out of her.  The man seemed exhausted, too.  Off came his clothing and using a washcloth dunked into one of the ice chests he rinsed himself cool, then stripped Nina\rquote s clothes off again\emdash but shredding them to pieces as he did so.\par
\tab Nina flailed her legs trying to keep them closed but the man was persistent (and stronger.)  Laying on top of her (again) the man grinded himself as hard as possible whispering something to her no one else could hear.  Then, from grinding to fucking.\par
\tab The fucking wasn\rquote t rough (but not gentle, either.)\par
\tab Minutes later and the bastard got his jollies.  \tab\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t a lot of \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote , though.  The man humped his fill, got off, got \ldblquote off\rdblquote  then pulled Justin Farge into position.  The boy nervously went to the task\emdash the man behind him spanking him and as the boy got into Nina\rquote s groove the man got into Justin\rquote s ass\'85\par
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\tab Two minutes\emdash three minutes\emdash five\emdash seven\emdash ten.  The van door creaked open, slammed shut, and the motor fired.  Nicole couldn\rquote t help but wonder\emdash was he killing them off or what?  After buggering Justin a full five minutes, he took Nina out from under him, dragging her out of the van, slamming the sliding door shut and disappearing for as many as ten minutes.\par
\tab Once the van was on the move again it turned one way and then another, up a slight hill, then down giving Nicole the idea that they had left the stinky cannery area and were over in the 7 Gables neighborhood where some sick insane developers had built seven street neighborhoods on top of some interesting \ldblquote hills.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then, once more, the van came to a stop.\par
\tab It was Mia Sanchez\rquote s turn.  She resisted at first but knew that it was to no use.  She didn\rquote t like it but tolerated it.  Justin once more got into the action, after the man had had his way with Mia, first.\par
\tab The man didn\rquote t bugger Justin, he caressed the boy\rquote s ass, spanked him, but didn\rquote t bugger him.  Nicole got ansy watching the boy fuck, her pussy no longer tingled\emdash it was on fire!\par
\tab Mia twisted, arched her back and tried not to get into the deed being done to her.  But Justin, though thirteen, was pretty good for sex.  He was tiring out but his cock still somehow amazingly remained rigid.  Nina watched in some agony finding herself wanting her turn and wanting it badly.\par
\tab She got her turn.  This after Shawn took his turn fucking Mia\rquote s pussy, too.  The little boy didn\rquote t have much in the way of pleasing a pussy but he did the best he could and did it for two minutes\emdash all the while the bastard man caressed the boy\rquote s ass.  Nicole thought for sure he would fuck the boy\emdash but he didn\rquote t.\par
\tab After the youngster sort of wore out humping he was dragged up Mia\rquote s body to straddle her chest whereupon then the woman was directed to \ldblquote suck him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mia sucked the boy\emdash sucked the boy\emdash sucked the boy.\par
\tab Nicole felt her pussy area wet.  What was it\emdash the blatant nakedness of the boy, the boys?  Their actions of having sex?  The bastard man having sex with Holly, Nina, Mia?  Too many variables.  Mia sucked on Shawn\rquote s nuggets then for a strange sick twist little Lindsy was brought over to straddle Mia\rquote s face.  The little girl then was laid down Mia\rquote s body and with eight year old Shawn position behind her.\par
\tab Firstly, Shawn had to go down between Lindsy\rquote s ass crack and have a go there\emdash licking the hole, the crack, and then the cheeks before sliding his pipe into her organ.\par
\tab Meanwhile, the second banana bastard straddled Mia\rquote s stomach pushing Lindsy\rquote s mouth down onto his erection to suck it while her friend took her from behind.\par
\tab Madness!\par
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\tab On her back she offered no resistance but knew she had more than ample opportunity to lash out and kick them man senseless.  But she didn\rquote t.  She lay allowing the man to remove her clothing once more and once he had he mounted her and slid into her very wet cum drenched cunt his manhood.\par
\page\tab Nicole fluttered her eyes excessively.  She could help it, she couldn\rquote t stop.  Her mind, her senses, all were lost in a haze of incredible sensations she had never before experienced.  Sexual sensations long since curbed and tucked away in a secret place.  \par
 \tab She loathed the man, she despised him and would like nothing better than to have his balls on her desk in one of those swinging pendulum sets.  She wanted him more than castrated, she wanted his balls and cock all.  She wanted to see him locked away into a deep\emdash deep dungeon with no light and bunking with a big biker dude named \ldblquote Tiny.\rdblquote\par
\tab But then again\'85\par
\tab Two pumps\emdash three pumps\emdash four! and Nicole was cumming.  She couldn\rquote t believe it.  It couldn\rquote t be believed.  The flood of emotions erupted into an orgy of insane delirium.  Shudders thrived thru her riveting her into a unique euphoria she hoped would never end.\par
\tab The pumpings continued and so did Nicole\rquote s orgasms.\par
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\tab To describe the sensation of little Shawn Gough\rquote s cock in her mouth\emdash she couldn\rquote t.  She couldn\rquote t describe Justin Farge\rquote s schlong OR the bastard man\rquote s, either.  After young Shawn had had his way with Lindsy\rquote s ass, the boy came over to get suckled on by Nicole.  This after the bastard man had seriously \ldblquote rocked her world.\rdblquote   Her pussy (and mind) would never-ever be the same.  Never.\par
\tab The sliding door opened revealing to Nicole that most of the day was gone.  The detection of fish still lingered; there were long shacks, frogs croaking, and gentle lapping water giving Nicole the idea that there were in the 5\super th\nosupersub  Ward District, an area by the small river inlet encompassing the Shanty Town area most populated by African-Americans and low no-account rednecks.\par
\tab Lindsy and Shawn were carted off here.\par
\tab Mia was taken out five minutes further down where Nicole saw a skiff pulled up into some high grass along the bank of the river.  Fireflies swarmed, along with mosquitoes and Nicole wished they were back at the cabin.  It was too hot and too remote for bugs to be there.\par
\tab Thirty minutes of driving later and Justin put his dick into Annie while she was poised on her hands and knees sucking on the bastard man\rquote s cock.  Neither cock spurted any love cream and after several minutes of endurance\emdash the two quit.  \par
\page\tab Gloria Deraila was not herself, she seethed and then some but there was an EMAD controlling her.  She was aware\emdash and how, but unable to do anything.  Once stripped of her clothing Justin banged off in her pussy while the man pegged her from behind.  Gloria the lesbian lawyer was incensed.  Nicole, though, smiled (inwardly) as the bitch was getting what she deserved.  She was always, constantly, in someone\rquote s business making waves.  \par
\tab Sure, like Nicole, she took up just causes but in the past years she had taken on a personal pursuit to put down man and his devices (sexual.)  Gloria detested men, they were nothing but pond scum and not worthy of breath.\par
\tab When done, Gloria, naked, was taken off and the man didn\rquote t return for thirty minutes or more.\par
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\tab Time was meaningless.  Nicole thought she had gone to sleep and wasn\rquote t sure that she hadn\rquote t.  Her body was stinky, sticky, and she didn\rquote t feel too well, either.  Cool air kissed her face and helped soothe her.  Left in the van wither was Justin and Annie.\par
\tab But not for long.\par
\tab It had to be mid morning, 3-4AM or something when the man came into their midst having waking Justin having him fuck Annie.  The boy lasted barely two minutes\emdash he was fucked out.  Annie was put on her hands and knees\emdash face down, ass up.  A sickness began to well in Nicole; she was hot, cold, stinky, stanky, achy, and at the end of how much she could take.\par
\tab Minutes later and he pulled out of the young girl taking her off into the darkness not returning for almost an hour.  Justin and Nicole fell to sleep only awakening when the van fired up and was on the move.\par
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\tab At the break of the new day, Justin fucked Nicole.  The bastard man did nothing, his cock was limp and he looked ghastly.  Justin did his best but managed two minutes and he was done.  The boy was led out of the van (to his doom?) with no return of the bastard man for up to half an hour.\par
\tab Nicole couldn\rquote t understand why she hadn\rquote t made an attempt at escape.  It just didn\rquote t come to her and that was all there was to it.  When the bastard man returned he was paler than ever, sweating heavily and stumbling.  There was no blood on him and Nicole had never heard any gunshots.  So where all the passengers strangled then?  The man didn\rquote t look as if though he had the strength.\par
\page\tab Nicole was let out behind the defunct gas station on Gumbo Rd. at Bairfax Lane.  The whole area was rundown where at one time Gumbo Road had seen many-many dragging, cruisers, and anything regarding street racing.  But Johnny Law cracked down, ordinances were imposed and those seeking a way to fix their speed need sought better places and better roads.\par
\tab Nicole was escorted behind the station and sat on some old tires.  The man stood before her with his minding gadget in hand and she heard what sounded like a voice or voices talking to her.\par
\tab The next thing Nicole Garra knew was a country deputy sheriff and another law enforcing agent standing before her.  They were talking but Nicole couldn\rquote t make out what they were saying.  Then an ambulance showed up and wrapped in a blanket she was led away.  Along the ride to the hospital and subsequent interviews that followed\emdash she could not for the life of her remember what had happened to her.\par
\tab Then, a couple of days later she was reading the paper and there was plastered a small pictured of a man she recognized.  He had been found at in a van, dead; cause of death--heart attack.\par
\tab Bummer.\par
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\tab Julie Deeber.\par
\tab Julie Deeber wasn\rquote t a strikingly beautiful girl; she was barely five foot seven; she had super fine long-long red hair; freckles adorned her face; there was a long nose; and no tits.\par
\tab She did, though, have a nice ass and a disposition.\par
\tab She also scored \ldblquote A\rdblquote  on all her tests.\par
\tab For no other reason than \ldblquote just because\rdblquote  Pike wanted her.  Curiosity to see her naked mainly, to examine her cunt (and possibly fuck it), give her a little spank, and go from there.\par
\tab Like many of the high school student who did not have a license to drive AND have a vehicle for said license\emdash Julie Deeber walked home.  She didn\rquote t get off the campus before being redirected to Pike\rquote s office, though.  With no time to waste he had the girl ditch her top then lower her pants.\par
\tab Plum colored panties greeted him.  Nice.\par
\tab Julie was a card carrying member of the IBTC (Itty Bitty Titty Committee.)  She had the tits of a ten year old!  But the rest of the bod wasn\rquote t bad.  It was an ultra skinny bod and Pike was surprised when those plum tinted panties were tugged down\emdash a bald beaver there was!\par
\page\tab With exact examination of Julie\rquote s quim, Pike determined that she was NOT a virgin.  The examiner\rquote s fingers and tongue did the initial exam; his cock did the follow-up.\par
\tab Once getting the girl out of her clothes he laid her out on the small sofa, opened her legs, and continued with his exam of her, probing her mind as he went along.\par
\tab\lquote virgin?\rquote  he had to ask\emdash just in case.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  she answered aloud.\par
\tab\lquote boyfriend?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hmmm, the plot thickens.\par
\tab\lquote daddy dearest?\rquote  perhaps?\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  family friend.  No school mates, but she was \ldblquote friendly\rdblquote  with a candlestick and Bowser.\par
\tab\lquote Bowser?\rquote\par
\tab Family friend\rquote s family pet, 3yr old black lab.\par
\tab OMG!\par
\tab Pike saw images in Julie\rquote s mind where she and another girl were in a country setting accompanied by the doggie, Bowser.  More images revealed to Pike the girls coming to a creek.  Here they stripped off their clothes and skinny dipped, Bowser joined them.  \par
\tab Then, the girls came out of the water to bask in the sunshine.\par
\tab Bowser lay with them.\par
\tab After a time, Bowser got up planting his cold wet nose into Julie\rquote s friend\rquote s ass.  He did!  The girls played with Bowser with the girlfriend do a \ldblquote red rocket\rdblquote  to Bowser.\par
\tab When the \ldblquote rocket\rdblquote  emerged strongly from the animal\rquote s launcher the girlfriend sucked it.  She did!  Julie watched but did not participate in gobbling dog dong.  Just wasn\rquote t her thing.  She did, though, participate in the delivery of the red rocket\'85\par
\tab Pike was aware of girls going for \ldblquote other than human\rdblquote  cock; girls loved play toys, electronical or manual operative; girls loved anything that vibrated\emdash washing machines, trains, and especially horses.  \par
\tab Girls also loved alternate cock\emdash dogs and horseys fell into that category.  Mule dick was popular with some girls, normal horsey dong was the norm for most bizarre girls with the bulk of girls having a go with the typical family pet.\par
\tab Bowser was the typical family pet.\par
\page\tab The images of Julie and her friend engaging sexually with the doggie were very vibrant in mind\emdash Julie\rquote s mindset was that with Bowser, or similar doggies like him\emdash she couldn\rquote t get pregnant no way no how.  Good point.  Julie took Bowser\rquote s doggie dong on while on her hands and knees, legs spread wide and Bowser equipped with her socks on his front paws (to lessen scratching and marring during coupling.)\par
\tab Julie\rquote s friend took on Bowser but to her asshole.\par
\tab Julie never did suck the doggie off.\par
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\tab Pike\rquote s cock raged hard and pressing it to Julie\rquote s cunt he made gentle entry.  The girl hadn\rquote t taken on much dick, human or other, so sinking his pud into her fully was a slow process and Pike didn\rquote t go \ldblquote all the way\rdblquote .  He was distracted by seeing something on the floor partly under the sofa.\par
\tab Underwear.\par
\tab Boy\rquote s underwear.\par
\tab Pike thought back to the boys he had had in the office.  He was sure for some certainty that everyone got their clothes back.  Wrinkling his nose and not missing a pump into Julie\rquote s cunt he plucked the undies up.  Small.  The size of the basic white underwear was Small.\par
\tab The pumping action into Julie slowed.  Her long legs, despite short stature, were up against his chest, the girl\rquote s smallish breasts jiggled, his mind searched for an answer.  \lquote what was a pair of boy\rquote s underwear doing in his office?\rquote\par
\tab Wait.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t exactly HIS office\emdash he didn\rquote t have tenure.  It was his friend AnnaElyse whose office he used for his own purposes.  AnnaElyse had a key, too.  Pike\rquote s mind went into uproar recalling her words \ldblquote I\rquote ll use it in the mornings and you can have it in the afternoons.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike began to sweat\emdash more than he was already.\par
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\tab Although the \ldblquote office\rdblquote  Pike and AnnElyse shared was on a high school campus, there were classes for young folk from surrounding support schools.  The reason why was too confusing for Pike to wrap his head around it so he didn\rquote t.  Not a long of young students; they had two classes and just in the mornings.  \par
\tab With his own class embroiled in the analyzing the metaphors and allegories of a piece of classic literature, Pike strolled to his shared office during 2\super nd\nosupersub  Period.\par
\page\tab Right as rain, AnnaElyse was in the company of a handsome young fellow in a blue shirt.  Pike thought there probably was a logical answer; but then why was their a pair of little boy underwear on the office floor?\par
\tab Paperwork at the main office kept him busy for a few minutes; then a visit to the faculty lounge and the clean bathroom within.  A check with his class and then he was back keeping vigil on the shared office.\par
\tab AnnaElyse and the 4rth grader emerged with the little boy\rquote s shirt a little rumbled and he appeared \ldblquote drunk.\rdblquote   AnnaElyse escorted the youngster down the covered hall to the open hall that the \ldblquote open\rdblquote  side was exposed to the play field.  AnnaElyse held the boy to her and after a few minutes the lad scampered off to play with his mates none the worse for wear\emdash none the wise for what had happened to him.\par
\tab AnnaElyse turned and bumped into Pike.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh!\rdblquote  she exclaimed being startled.\par
\tab Pike caught her piping, \ldblquote Fancy meeting you here!\rdblquote  he said with a smile.\par
\tab AnnaElyse blushed and was embarrassed as if she had been caught doing something she shouldn\rquote t.\par
\tab Pike soothed her sidestepping her to the left side of the hallway wall where it was a little darker in the absence of any lighting.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I was just taking a walk--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Nice looking little boy.\rdblquote  Pike said distracting his friend and further causing her to be embarrassed and flustered.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo,\rdblquote  Pike continued being sly and coy, \ldblquote are these yours?\rdblquote  and he brought into play the tidy whiteys, size small\emdash just about the right size for ten year old boy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  blurted AnnaElyse with the color leaving her face.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright,\rdblquote  Pike soothed her with a smile, \ldblquote I like boys, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab And he did, too\'85\par
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Sidekick Union Meeting\par
7PM Saturday Night\par
Pervert Hall Main Room\par
Cock and Tails to be served with refreshments\par
Bring your own meat (or what have you)\par
\tab On the crappy green tweed two cushioned love seat\emdash lots of love was at hand\emdash in mouth, titties, all over.  Center was AnnaElyse Esyle, naked.  A boy no more than ten was pounding her pussy, another sucked on her tits.\par
\page\tab Another boy stood up on the sofa with his dick in her mouth.  AnnaElyse\rquote s hands danced all over the three boys\rquote  nakedness, mostly the boy in her mouth got his balls and ass fondled as well as the boy sucking on her bodacious ta-tas.\par
\tab All three boys were ten, they were the Trodden triplets; dark hair, dark eyes, tan bodies.  AnnaElyse didn\rquote t seem to be under any spell of any sort\emdash nor were the boys.  Pike stood among them, invisible to their sight.  His original EMAD in hand he observed his friend and lusted heavily.  \par
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\tab Dawn Reeves\par
\tab She farted.  It wasn\rquote t a big fart but it was audible and slightly smellable.  The odor dissipated quickly enough but the damage had been done and fifteen year old Dawn Reeves was in panic mode.\par
\tab Pike ignored it or tried to at least show to the petrified girl that he had noticed her offense.  The transition from junior high to high school was a challenge for both teacher and student, Dawn Reeves wasn\rquote t making the transition so well.  A quiet girl who didn\rquote t seem to have a lot of friends, boys or girls.  She wasn\rquote t a bad looking girl, actually quite pretty.  But she was an \ldblquote outsider\rdblquote  who had come from another junior high school and not the one most of the student\rquote s in Pike\rquote s class had come from.\par
\tab\ldblquote Using transitional words and phrases helps papers read more smoothly.\~ They provide logical organization and understandability\line and improve the connections and transitions between thoughts.   A coherent paper allows the reader to flow from the first supporting point to the last.\par
Transitions indicate relations, whether within a sentence, paragraph, or paper.  This list illustrates "relationships" between ideas, followed by words and phrases\~that can connect them.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote Addition:  also, again, as well as, besides, coupled with, furthermore, in addition, likewise, moreover, similarly\par
 \tab Consequence:  accordingly, as a result, consequently, for this reason, for this purpose, hence, otherwise, so then, subsequently, therefore, thus, thereupon, wherefore\par
 \tab Generalizing:  as a rule, as usual, for the most part, generally, generally speaking, ordinarily, usually\par
 \tab Exemplifying: chiefly, especially, for instance, in particular, markedly, namely, particularly,\~ including, specifically, such as.\rdblquote\par
\tab There, that\rquote s your English lesson for the day; now go fuck somebody and impress them with your words and how you can speak gooder.\par
\page\tab While bent over onto his desk deciphering his scribbling instructions, Dawn let one rip.  Of course it was an accident \ldblquote it just slipped out\rdblquote  but the girl was petrified and embarrassed beyond limit.  Pike pretended to ignore it and before the girl had come up he had had little interest in her.  His mindset was on his friend, AnnaElyse, Jessie and the gang at his house, and his sidekick, Karl.\par
\tab Karl was gone.  Heart attack.  Dead-dead-dead.  It sucked and sucked badly.  The captives from the cabin had all been found all over the city with no memory of what had happened to them.  The \ldblquote van\rdblquote  was not Pike\rquote s van, it wasn\rquote t even registered!  The vehicle of mayhem had been plucked from a boneyward/junkyard just before being scheduled for pancaking.  \par
\tab Pike guessed his sidekick had over exerted himself with the numerous captives.  But he was a little big, ate too many times at the fast food places, didn\rquote t exercise (unless he was humping).  It was unfortunate, unplanned, unforeseen.  Karl Nambly would be missed.\par
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\tab With Dawn\rquote s mind preoccupied with her embarrassment, Pike slyly brought into play the infamous EMAD.  Shortly before expiring and shuffling off the mortal coil he had had the presence of mind to drop off the \ldblquote evidence.\rdblquote   Evidence and \ldblquote tool.\rdblquote   The \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  being the videos and the \ldblquote tool\rdblquote  the electronic minding device.\par
\tab\lquote stand up.\rquote\par
\tab Dawn stood up.  She seemed less petrified but the effects of his mishap were still etched on her face.  The minding device had her mind as indicated by the indicators on the device.  Pike coyly touched her ass with his hand.\par
\tab No reaction.\tab\par
\tab The \ldblquote touch\rdblquote  became a rub.\par
\tab The rub became an exploratory feel.\par
\tab The feel became an investigatory finger probe.\par
\tab The probe became a \ldblquote pants down\rdblquote  up close and personal pleasure.\par
\tab 3:05PM  Dawn Reeves asks for help with English assignment.\par
\tab 3:07PM  Dawn Reeves cuts the cheese.\par
\tab 3:09PM  Dawn Reeves takes her pants down.\par
\tab 3:10PM  Pike Elsworth gets his jollies.\par
\tab 3:15PM  Janitor cleans up the jollies.\par
\tab (humph, it only took five minutes for Pike to get his jollies?)\par
 \tab Imagine!)\par
\page\tab Plum dyed panties.  Bikini style.  Nice.  Real nice.  Pike didn\rquote t know what the draw was with bitches in panties\emdash he just liked them that way.  Nude girls were great, sure, but girls (of all ages) in their panties turned him on more.  \par
\tab It was dangerous and risky to engage in such illicit behavior in his classroom\emdash but it happened too fast and there was no stopping it.  Pike didn\rquote t plan on doing much; the door was closed with the \ldblquote testing in progress; do not disturb\rdblquote  and the janitors for the most part paid attention (as did everyone else.)\par
\tab Periodically Pike would use an EMAD detecting device to \ldblquote detect\rdblquote  if another EMAD detecting device was in use.  It was not uncommon for schools, businesses, homes to have sneaky EMAD detectors in air vents, curtain rods, the wall clock, to have some sort of detector.\par
\tab With Dawn\rquote s pants down revealing those lovely plum colored undies, Pike initiated his Detector.  He was greatly relieved to find that his $500 investment gave him security.  So down came Dawn\rquote s panties revealing a nice half moon ass.  He was surprised to find a tattoo on her left and right butt cheek; an angle on the right and a devil on the left one.  \par
\tab She was fifteen\emdash she wasn\rquote t supposed to have such adornments on her body.  Earrings and piercings were one thing, but marring one\rquote s skin underage was something else.\par
\tab Then Pike discovered that the tat was not permanent\emdash one of those rub on/press on temporary tats.  But why the butt?  Who was gonna see it?\par
\tab\lquote boyfriend?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote sex with the boyfriend?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Sometimes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote take it in the ass?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote give head?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote sex with anyone else?\rquote   anyone you\rquote re not supposed to.\par
\tab\lquote Uncle, cousins, sister\rquote s boyfriend.\rquote   The slut!\par
\tab Uncle Paul was her Mom\rquote s brother, he was in his 40s; cousins Paul Junior and Gary were teen boys with Paul Junior seventeen and Gary eighteen.  Her older sister\rquote s boyfriend had gotten into her sex when she was in junior high.  Since early childhood Dawn had been a little naughty with her cousins; Touchy/Feely, Exploratory, and then full nudity while swimming in backyard above ground pool.\par
\page\tab When the Uncle caught them, the boys got scolded while Dawn got her butt busted and then fucked.  The Uncle only fucked her in the ass; she gave him a handjob and he most often ejaculated onto her sweet innocent face.  Occasionally she sucked him off and he licked out her pussy but never sunk his dick into it.  Yet.\par
\tab Her sister\rquote s boyfriend and Dawn\emdash it was chemistry.  Naughtiness and chemistry put the two together and it was a high to get freaky while the sister was taking a shower readying herself to go out with the boyfriend.  Thereafter Dawn and the boyfriend secretly met up for a little private freakiness and that was all there was to it.\par
\tab The boyfriend wore a condom, her cousins did not.\par
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\tab Enamored by Dawn\rquote s ass, Pike spent a minute or two admiring it; with her panties to her knees, Pike was turned on and then some.  The girl was none the wiser and soon Pike was prying the girl\rquote s cheeks open, fingering the hole and finding that she had no fur on her burger.\par
\tab Entranced, Pike caressed the ass before finally standing and unfurling his love tool.  Slowly he put himself up against Dawn\rquote s ass, gliding his prong up and down her crack before penetrating her glorious gloe hole.  Dawn made no indications that she was aware\emdash and that was how Pike liked it.  His cock ached and ached terribly\emdash it was even hard to pee sometimes!  Jessie, at home, was giving him good action; he still had little Julie and the boys and even when he wasn\rquote t sexually involved with them he watched as the boys had sex with one another and with Julie and Jessie.\par
\tab He missed Karl.  The funeral had yet to be planned, he was a part of Karl\rquote s family and was called upon to be of help.  He would, of course, he was Karl\rquote s friend.  The police and other authoritive figures were curious as to why he was in a van that didn\rquote t belong to him.  Pike fretted that \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  may be found in the van Karl may have overlooked.  But with the van\rquote s cargo area so filthy and grungy, any \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  would be greatly compromised.\par
\tab But that said maybe.\par
\tab Pike\rquote s thoughts were on Karl\rquote s wife and kids.  For the most part, they were \ldblquote trained\rdblquote  by the heavy EMAD use from Pike\rquote s visits and then all the while Karl had use of the EMAD.  Life insurance would help the family out with their woes\emdash sex with the family would help Pike out with his.\par
\tab Just after breeching Dawn\rquote s poop chute and there was noise in the hallway.  The janitors.  Pike hurried, humping-humping-humping but with all the activity his dick got achieving orgasm was merely a dream.  Getting off was something of a workout and there wasn\rquote t sufficient time.\par
\page\tab Pulling out Pike spanked the girl\rquote s ass before redressing her.  He did turn her about, hug her and squeeze her ass before returning them both back to their natural state of being.  Dawn\rquote s mind was returned to her own normal operation and that was that.\par
\tab Opening the door there was Jonas Williams, head janitor for the janitorial crew for the school.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hello, Mr. Pike, sir!\rdblquote  he smiled revealing pearly whites (and one gold front tooth.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, hello, Jonas.\rdblquote  Pike said.\par
\tab Jonas was alright, friendly, easy going, and the atypical-stereotypical elderly black man.\par
\tab Dawn having collected herself and her books shuffled out the door.\par
\tab\ldblquote How you doing, Jonas?\rdblquote  Pike asked out of courtesy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, I jess fine, Mr. Elsworth, I\rquote m jess fine, thank you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike smiled, fumbled for his keys and wits.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s a nice one.\rdblquote  Jonas said catching Pike off-guard.\par
\tab Pike looked strangely to the tired out old black man.  \ldblquote Say what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Jonas, though, merely smiled, nodded his head and grinned.\par
\tab Pike didn\rquote t know what to think.  Did the old fart know something?\par
\tab Seeing his nervousness, Jonas shook his head and chuckled,\par
\tab\ldblquote No need to worry, sir, I unnerstand jess fine.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike was confused to say the least.\par
\tab\ldblquote Understand\emdash what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why, the way of the world, sir; the wicked world.\rdblquote\par
\tab Wicked?  Shit.  What did this old fucker know?\par
\tab\ldblquote Jonas?  What do you know?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Me, sir?  Why,\rdblquote  he chuckled, bowed his head putting the back of his hand to his mouth, \ldblquote I\rquote s knows lots of things!\rdblquote  he said confidently, \ldblquote things I shouldn\rquote t know, things I should.\rdblquote  he stated matter-of-factly.  \ldblquote I\rquote s gots good eye, good hearing, too!\rdblquote  Jonas Williams was trouble.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Now, Jonas, uhm,\rdblquote  Pike was seriously worried with his back against the wall.  Trouble like this he didn\rquote t need.  And no back-up plan!\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, now, doncha worry none, Mr. Elsworth, ole Jonas aint so bad.  You been good to Jonas and what I\rquote s knows about you why I\rquote s tend to keeps it to myself!\rdblquote\par
\tab That was good to hear.  But there was a \ldblquote but\rdblquote  coming.\par
\tab\ldblquote But I\rquote s would be better to keeps what I\rquote s knows to myself if\rquote in maybe yous could see your way into letting ole Jonas maybe having a little of that action.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Pike was stunned.\par
\tab\ldblquote Jonas!\rdblquote  Pike exclaimed, \ldblquote Why you old son-of-a-gun!\rdblquote  Pike smiled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why, sir, I\rquote s may be old but I aint dead!\rdblquote  then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Ever since the wife went away, why, I\rquote s aint had any action and all these pretty young things around here just about to do me in, inf\rquote in you knows what I means.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike did.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ands I\rquote d likes to get me some befores I checks out, sir, if\rquote in you don\rquote t mind.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike nodded, he would have done it for the old fart anyways but under the gun worked, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll take care of you, Jonas.\rdblquote  Pike said.  A back-up plan was forming.  Jonas was a loose end\emdash Pike didn\rquote t like loose ends.  Loose ends were a liability issue and a threat to Pike\rquote s continued freedom.  \lquote I\rquote ll take good care of you, Jonas.\rquote\par
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Storm fronts on the home fronts\par
\tab The sheep are banged\par
\tab Monday:  Meet with Cory; discuss adding children\rquote s choir\par
\tab Tuesday:  Morning\emdash meet with the Bonners; discuss counseling\par
\tab\tab       Afternoon\emdash lunch with Vince Bucetti, benefactor\par
\tab Wednesday:  surprise wife with lunch; evening service; meet with\par
          Tom Jersoff \ldblquote remember not to say JERKOFF\rdblquote  as guest speaker\par
\tab Thursday:  take Lucy to the zoo; discuss family problems with Jessica\par
\tab Friday:  anniversary of church dedication\par
\tab Saturday:  continued celebration of church dedication; barbeque, \par
          social gathering\par
\tab Sunday:  try and not have sex with Lucy before, during, or after \par
          services\'85\par
\tab No guarantee on any of the above\emdash especially Sunday.\par
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\tab There, too, were visits with the sick and dying in the hospitals.  Graveside services to preside over, a wedding, other meetings of this nature and that; some shopping at the discount grocery store to stock the church\rquote s pantry; go shopping to buy Lucy something nice\'85\par
\page\tab No particular day was a day to steal away at the church, but usually Tuesday was the day for a couple of hours of bliss; the front office had the secretaries, associates had their offices upstairs where they worked on their own sermons and producing the daily, weekly, monthly news letters, pamphlets, brochures, and what have you.\par
\tab Glenn Nedmacky had his own office and then a more private one located strangely in the back of the old quaint church.  Parking his car at the designated Senior Pastor he noted the two cars belonging to the secretaries and one to Ralph the reformed prisoner turned Christian who worked at the church fixing what needed fixing and operating the sound machine during services.\par
\tab The Season of Fall was coming, the trees rustled their leaves in anticipation of the changing time and cooling weather.  Glenn liked the Fall of the year; there were more pleasant scents to be had\emdash he liked barbeques of Summer but there was something to be said for Fall.  Not just pumpkins, but a difference in the air that was more kind.  Fall seemed to remind him of a simpler time\emdash a time when he was a child playing at school.  Instruction at earlier stages of schooling was miniscule; mostly he remembered playing with blocks, sitting at small tables drawing\emdash eating paste, playing games, make believe, and listening intently to enchanting tales told by the teacher.\par
\tab With the sentiment resting comfortably on his mind Glenn moved into the church and to his office.  Opening his office door and he found that it was occupied.  Jessica stood just at the door to his bathroom with Ricky Bocherder pressed against her.  Both looked suspicious; disheveled hair, rumbled clothes, and a mixture of expressions on their faces.\par
\tab Ricky also had a boner obvious in his jeans.\par
\tab Jessica\rquote s Dad stared at her\emdash he had mixed emotions, too.  confusion not withstanding, it was more than just a simple invasion of privacy\emdash it was a serious breech of trust.\par
\tab Jessica patted twelve year old Ricky on the butt sending him on his way.  The nervous boy who sung amazing soprano in the choir slid past Glenn and scurried on his way.\par
\tab Glenn then glared at his eldest daughter conveying \ldblquote WTF?\rdblquote\par
\tab Jessica had no answer for him, no explanation whatsoever.  She offered a smile and tried to illuminated her Daddy\rquote s gloom by her remarkable intrinsic charm.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t working, though; Daddy Glenn was pissed and flung his briefcase into a chair.  Jessica, of course, had been in trouble with her Daddy before\emdash usually warranting more than a simple scolding.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Just are you doing!?\rdblquote  he ranted\emdash although it was sort of obvious.\par
\tab\ldblquote Being bad.\rdblquote  Jessica answered timidly with a shrug of her shoulders conveying \ldblquote very bad\rdblquote  in an innocent sort of way.\par
\tab Glenn was taken aback and stared at her.\par
\tab Jessica stood with sort of slouched shoulders; her smile was her most endearing characteristic and allowed her time for her Daddy time to calm down and adjust.\par
\tab To be befuddled would be an understatement.  Glenn moved to his desk passed down to him by the former pastor of the church and continued to stare at his daughter.  (\ldblquote WTF\rdblquote  still etched on his confused (befuddled) face.)\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve been bad.\rdblquote  Jessica repeated.\par
\tab Glenn nodded understanding that part.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what did you do?\rdblquote  he asked for clarity.\par
\tab Jessica blushed and twisted her hands together before her.\par
\tab Glenn stared at her harder\emdash\lquote you mean, sex?\rquote  with that boy?\par
\tab\ldblquote You mean\emdash sex?  With that boy?\rdblquote  he couldn\rquote t believe it and needed his daughter to come clean.  \par
\tab Jessica nodded and Glenn was even more befuddled.  His daughter, having sex, in the church!  And in his office!  It was too much, his anger began to rise as he struggled to fully comprehend what had happened.\par
\tab\ldblquote I usually get a spanking.\rdblquote  Jessica meekly supplied.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote At home, when I\rquote ve been bad (years ago) I\rquote ve usually gotten a spanking.\rdblquote\par
\tab Years ago; running amok in the house with her siblings, breaking Mom\rquote s favorite vase, cutting school to hang with some friends at a mall when she wasn\rquote t even yet a teenager was the last time she had gotten swatted on the ass.\par
\tab Jessica moved to the desk; her befuddled Daddy plopped to his high back comfy chair with support sides.  Glenn looked to his daughter but didn\rquote t lock onto her face; instead, his eyes moved down to note her hardened nipples poking thru her green knit top.\par
\tab For some reason, Jessica\rquote s pants were unzipped, just closed at the top.  Glenn stared at her crotch\emdash stared and stared and then realized that he was staring and began to sweat and become nervous.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do I get a spanking?\rdblquote  \par
\tab Glenn heard the words but they didn\rquote t fully register.  The next thing he knew was his daughter was laying across his lap\emdash pants down.\par
\tab No panties.\par
\tab The befuddlement continued\emdash and how!  Barely could he breathe let alone comprehend thing one.  In a stunning manner he watched as Jessica undone her pants and pushed them down revealing the fact that she wore no panties (they were on the bathroom floor.)\par
\tab The fact of the missing panties didn\rquote t fully register until she was laying across his lap.  He saw her pants crumbled at her ankles\emdash no panties.  There was, though a bare ass.\par
\tab Years\emdash it had been years since he had seen that ass.  He had, since, seen her in her underwear, swimsuit, and casual glances and glimpses of her nude.  But not across his lap!\par
\tab And willing!\par
\tab Wasn\rquote t she?\par
\tab The curvature of her ass stared at him; beckoned him.  \par
\tab Although he wasn\rquote t directly \ldblquote touching\rdblquote  it\emdash he could feel it.\par
\tab And then there was his cock.\par
\tab Glenn\rquote s manhood dramatically throbbed as it was pushed against his daughter\rquote s underside.  A desire began to encroach.  A strong unnatural desire\emdash one that he had submitted to not so long ago with Lucy.  And the desire was there, too, for another.\par
\tab But back to Jessie.\par
\tab With her Daddy\rquote s hesitation slowing things up, Jessica took matters further with the caressing of her own ass trying to entice the man.  But still he hesitated.  So she smacked herself, wriggled then smacked herself again.\par
\tab Glenn stared\emdash and stared then found himself caressing his daughter\rquote s ass.  Everything running in his mind came to a dead stop and the evaporated into oblivion.  There was nothing but Jessica\rquote s ass before him.  Everything else existed in a puffy gray cloud surrounding him.  Nothing mattered but his daughter\rquote s ass.\par
\tab Small-small circles he made about the ass with fingers ever so sneakily sneaking into the crack.  Sneaking\emdash sneaking\emdash sneaking until finally\emdash a fingertip was touching a warm (very warm) hole.\par
\tab Jessica moved about, wriggling impatient of \ldblquote where\rquote s the spanking?\rdblquote\par
\tab Daddy Glenn, though, was too preoccupied with his exploration to engage in the deserved spanking.  Spanking.  Though he was the primary disciplinarian for the household, swatting was a last resort and he tried very hard not to go that route or to be angry when he did it.  Scolding and a good talking to was the usual manner of discipline\emdash that went along with taking away privileges, too.\par
\page\tab Spanking, though, was a last resort.  \par
\tab Spanking.  His mind came online with Central Processing bustling about searching the Memory Bank.  Somewhere there was information about Spanking.  Small circles and occasional anal exploration continued while CP made the search.\par
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Central Processing  Memory Ingram 1-1Q located\par
Subject:  Disciplinary Spanking\par
Subject Capture Results Found:  4\par
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House on the Little Prairie\par
\tab{\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benjamin_Harrison" \\\\o "Benjamin Harrison" }}{\fldrslt{Benjamin Harrison}}}\f0\fs28\rquote s surprising victory stunned the nation, but so did the blizzard that struck the United States eastern boarder.  Inventions were being \ldblquote invented\rdblquote , so for hobbyist, some for farmers, some for scientists.  Charles Nedmacky was a farmer.  Not a scientist, not a politician, and not living on the east coast.\par
\tab Charles Nedmacky lived in Plains butting up against some mountains with large lakes on either side.  His farm was small but he had plans to make it bigger\emdash that of course, if he could ever get a loan and more boys in the family to do so.  Charles\rquote  family consisted mainly of girls\emdash nothing wrong with that, but for a farmer of 1888, boys were more desirable (but they didn\rquote t smell as pretty).\par
\tab Oldest daughter, first born, Mary, was very pretty and very smart.  She was good at doing her chores, assigned or not.  She was well mannered and well liked.  Getting into trouble of any sort was usually not of her own doing\emdash that was brought on by her sibling, Laura, who seemed to have a penchant for \ldblquote getting into trouble.\rdblquote\par
\tab There, too, was Albert, the only boy, he came in between Mary and Laura.  And though boys, too, were prone to \ldblquote getting into trouble\rdblquote  of some sort\emdash it was Laura\emdash Laura\emdash Laura who routinely faced disciplinarian action.\par
\tab Grades were usually not the subject, it was her tomboy part that drew her away from her chores.  Being a tomboy, twelve year old Laura explored the territory surround Walnut Grove.  Usually she made amends and avoided harsh discipline by bringing back pockets full of walnuts, berries, or fish.\par
\tab Usually.\par
\tab Sometimes she brought back a wayward injured skunk, a snake, lizard, a wild pig, or some injury to herself or to whoever had been with her on her venturing.\par
\tab The Nedmacky farm was a mile from Walnut Grove the town.  The town had a mill which was its most notable income/revenue for the smallish prairie town of less than 200.  No taverns or bars of any sort, just a typical livery stable, a small hotel, general store, school, post office, horse trader, and that sort.\par
\tab Several farms surrounded the town and the one-room school housed the children from primary to junior high age.  It was a good life and usually life went on without much upset.  A cholera outbreak, another mysterious disease, a blizzard, impressive heat waves, threats of a rogue Indian attacks, and that sort inundated the town and surrounding farms; but for the most part, \ldblquote life was good.\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles had ten acres of good land; he grew corn and it was profitable as well as help support the family.  Wife, Caroline, grew a good garden beside the house and it was the children of the family who were supposed to help out.  Keeping the house clean, the barn, the animals fed and watered, the garden tended to and whatnot.\par
\tab Operative word \ldblquote supposed\rdblquote  to.  Mary wasn\rquote t so bad but she more often than not got pulled into one of Laura\rquote s ventures taking her away from her chores.  Albert, too.\par
\tab With the field plowed up and the soil examined for planting, farmer Charles headed the horse team back to the farm and some lunch.  The day was hot and the weather was predicated to be socialable for farmers for the coming season.  When he arrived at his homestead he had built himself he found an impatient Caroline at the door.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Have you seen the girls, or Albert?\rdblquote  she asked already knowing that he hadn\rquote t.\par
\tab\ldblquote No,\rdblquote  he answered, \ldblquote I haven\rquote t.\rdblquote\par
\tab Caroline rolled her eyes; she was neat and clean, but her blond hair was disheveled and she was worn out from keeping the house clean, laundry, and preparing the midday meal.\par
\tab\ldblquote Any idea where they are?\rdblquote  Charles asked.\par
\tab Caroline threw up her hands, \ldblquote Probably in Dakota by now!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go look for them.\rdblquote  After getting a helping ladle of water.\par
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\tab Albert James Nedmacky was not with his sisters, they were still unaccounted for; Albert James was swimming.  Naked.  With two other boys.  And Charles wasn\rquote t the only one spying on the naked swimmers\'85\par
\page\tab Darla MacVavy, Christine Sharlett, and pesky nosey uppity shit-don\rquote t-stink Nellie Bolson were the spies.  Hiding in some bushes on a hill above the swimming hole, the girls giggled and were basically unseen\emdash unseen by the boys who were swimming and being spied on.  Charles saw the girls but decided to let it be.  For now.\par
\tab His search was for his girls.  Albert had swept out the stalls, put hay in the troughs, made his bed, and did everything his Ma had told and asked of him to do.  He was off the hook.\par
\tab Garden vegetables were still in the garden.\par
\tab Laura\rquote s bed\emdash unmade.\par
\tab Laundry\emdash not gathered.\par
\tab Barn loft not swept clean.\par
\tab Errand to town not done.\par
\tab Laura Nedmacky was due for some serious discipline.  And unfortunately she had brought her older sister, Mary, into the fray, too.  But being the older sister\emdash she should have stood her ground and did her chores and convinced her younger troublesome sibling to do likewise.  Since she didn\rquote t, she would be in the barn over a hay bale, too.\par
\tab Mary and Laura were spotted on a hill dotted with wild blueberry bushes.  Sighing he watched them as they seemed not to have a care in the world.  That would change soon enough.  \par
\tab A whistle got the girls\rquote  attention.  Mary knew instantly she was in trouble.  Her Pa motioned with his head and hand \ldblquote Head home!\rdblquote   \par
 \tab The girls collected their berry pails and made for home with their Pa cutting across the hills to come up behind them.  He kept back a ways, he was already tired from the day\rquote s work in the field but not too tired to administer punishment when they got home.\par
\tab The girls walked shoulder to shoulder; Mary was a beauty with heavenly blue eyes; such a sweet face, perfect white teeth; long luxurious blond hair, and a wondrous charm.  Laura, too, had charm and beauty, but that tomboy side of her got her (and her siblings) into trouble on a regular basis.\par
\tab Reaching the homestead the girls headed for the house.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just drop the pails at the door,\rdblquote  their Pa called out, \ldblquote head for the barn.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh shit.\rquote  Bitched Mary.  She sighed and knew that once more she had gotten into trouble by her association with Laura.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn it!\rdblquote  Laura said disgustedly hoping not loud enough to be heard by her Pa.\par
\page\tab Charles was well built; he had to be to be a farmer.  He had charm, played the fiddle, was easy going, easy to get along with, and a loving husband and father.  Raising children was a tough deal and discipline, punishment was a part of everyday life.\par
\tab In the barn the girls stood by a stack of baled hay\emdash waiting with their hands behind them.  Sometimes the discipline was swift with a swat to the ass to make the point.  Sometimes the discipline was laying across a bale of hay with dress up being swatted by a belt, too.\par
\tab In Laura\rquote s case, most often, her underclothes were pulled out of the way and her bare bottom was lashed with a belt to seriously put forth the message of correction.\par
\tab Charles came into the barn, shutting the door behind him.  The smell of horse dung, cow dung, and other assorted odors lingered in a stale must-like atmosphere.  The girls waited in trepidation.  They didn\rquote t have to wait long.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Shit.\rquote  Mary said to herself.  She was going to have to \ldblquote discipline\rdblquote  Laura herself later on.\par
\tab The girls peeled off their simple handmade dresses, pausing as they stood clad in their underwear.  Their Pa nodded, \ldblquote those, too.\rdblquote   Underwear of 1888 greatly was different than modern day undies of the 21rst Century.  No \ldblquote panties\rdblquote  per se, there were \ldblquote underthings\rdblquote  like, petticoats in some cases, complicated dressings.  For girls on the prairie, though, not much was needed unless dressing up to go to church or some social.\par
\tab Pantalettes are {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Undergarment" \\\\o "Undergarment" }}{\fldrslt{undergarments}}}\f0\fs28  covering the legs worn by women, girls, and very young boys (before breeches) in the 19\super th\nosupersub  Century.  A form of {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leggings" \\\\o "Leggings" }}{\fldrslt{leggings}}}\f0\fs28  or long {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drawers" \\\\o "Drawers" }}{\fldrslt{drawers}}}\f0\fs28 , pantalettes originated in France in the early 19th century, and quickly spread to the Americas.  Pantalettes could be one-piece or two separate garments, one for each leg; attached at the waist with buttons or laces.  Mostly worn often of white {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Linen" \\\\o "Linen" }}{\fldrslt{linen}}}\f0\fs28  fabric the garment could be decorated many ways including with {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lace" \\\\o "Lace" }}{\fldrslt{lace}}}\f0\fs28 , {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cutwork" \\\\o "Cutwork" }}{\fldrslt{cutwork}}}\f0\fs28  or {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broderie_anglaise" \\\\o "Broderie anglaise" }}{\fldrslt{broderie anglaise}}}\f0\fs28 .\par
\tab Ankle-length pantalettes for women were worn under the {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crinoline" \\\\o "Crinoline" }}{\fldrslt{crinoline}}}\f0\fs28  and {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoop_skirt" \\\\o "Hoop skirt" }}{\fldrslt{hoop skirt}}}\f0\fs28  to ensure that the legs were discreetly covered.  Pantalettes for children and young girls were mid-calf to ankle-length and were intended to show under their shorter skirts\lang9\fs24 .\fs28\par
\tab There, you\rquote ve had your history lesson on early-American underwear.\par
\tab Laura was first out of her clothes, Mary lagged behind but slowly became nude and stood nervously against the stacked hay behind her\emdash sighing.\par
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\lang1033\tab Mary timidly held her hands behind her; Laura held hers before her.  Both girls had been nude before their Pa before, no biggie\emdash it was kinda the norm and acceptable (especially during visits to the barn.)  But as the girls got older modesty took over.  Laura was twelve, six months from being thirteen\emdash if she lived that long.  Mary was fourteen, five months from being fifteen.\par
\tab Laura gulped, Mary looked frightened\emdash she didn\rquote t like spankings and liked them less when it wasn\rquote t her fault.  Her Pa nodded to her, \ldblquote first born, first to get the licking.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nakedly with fear and dread leading the way, Mary made way to the bale of hay and went to her knees.  It wasn\rquote t the first time; there was one time when she was Laura\rquote s age and coming into being a \ldblquote woman\rdblquote  and she mouthed off to her Ma\emdash then when her Pa came in for dinner she lied about the incident and that warranted a trip out to the barn.\par
\tab Her first grade below \ldblquote B\rdblquote  and she fudged it to make it a \ldblquote B\rdblquote .  But a conversation between her Ma and teacher, Ms. Beetle, got her another visit to the barn (and hay bale.)\par
\tab Fibbings, fighting with Laura, sneaking out to meet a beau then trying to sneak back in without getting caught, covering up for one of Laura\rquote s shenanigans, all got Mary\rquote s butt spanked.  Usually it was with her Pa\rquote s bare hand and seldom with the belt.  And usually it was with her undergarments still on, only a couple of times she could remember was she told to \ldblquote take \lquote em off.\rdblquote  which meant get naked as if taking a bath.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote  Pa Nedmacky said--and lay across the bale.\par
\tab Mary timidly obeyed, grimacing at the anticipation of what was to come.  Would it be his hard working farmer\rquote s hand or his belt?  Mary had heard of parents using whips, switches, canes, and even kitchen skillets.  She was glad and lucky her Pa\rquote s choices were limited.\par
\tab With her legs spread out some, her young naked body down across the hay bale with the straws of the bale poking and sticking her, Pa Nedmacky tried not to \ldblquote stare\rdblquote  at the nakedness of his teenage daughter\emdash but it couldn\rquote t be helped.  She was \ldblquote developing\rdblquote , blossoming so to speak.  \par
\tab Laura stood already sniveling with her head bowed, hands behind her allowing Charles to sneak a look at her cookie.  No pubes were there and his astute eye could make out the medical fact that she was not\emdash NOT a virgin!\par
\tab Albert.\par
\tab It was a given\emdash Charles had put his bone into his sister when they were young and from the journal of an uncle it was commonplace for brothers and sisters to \ldblquote get together\rdblquote  as far back as the Colonies.\par
\page\tab Charles landed the first swat of his bare hand to his daughter\rquote s bare ass with a swift determination that shirking responsibilities incurred discipline.  Another swat made the girl jerk and Laura jump.  Another swat and Charles once more slipped his fingers into Mary\rquote s crack.\par
\tab It was brief; grabbing himself before he got carried away he let fly another bare handed swat that nearly sent his child off the bale and thru the back of the barn wall.  Mary squirmed and her tender butt turned a nice shade of red.  Slapping the inside of her thighs he got her to open her legs wider\emdash giving him privy view of her teen cunt.\par
\tab The view instantly made him hard.\par
\tab Shaking his head to clear it he swatted Mary\rquote s ass one more time.\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote get up, get dressed, go to the house.\rdblquote\par
\tab After controlling herself, Mary complied.  Her ass was on fire and she could barely walk.  Laura was going to pay for the indignity\emdash pay big, too.  Charles hugged Mary and offered kind words, apologies and soothing words.  Mary only half accepted as she was too pissed, at her Pa and especially at Laura.  Her ass burned overwhelming her but she nodded when asked \ldblquote do you understand?\rdblquote  why she was spanked.  \par
\tab Charles swatted her in a Fatherly way on the ass sending her on her way.  Then he turned to the near terrified naked Laura.  \ldblquote Come on,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote your turn.\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura whimpered but obeyed and \ldblquote assumed the position.\rdblquote   She had been in that position many-many times before.  For a moment, a lingering moment, Charles gawked at his daughter\rquote s young tender ass.  Then he spanked it.\par
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\tab The sting stung; Laura flinched\emdash then farted.\par
\tab Charles walloped his daughter\rquote s ass again, then again before slapping her legs wider and then wider.  Only then did he stop to allow the girl to weep and gather herself.  It allowed her Pa time to gawk at her goodie.\par
\tab Time and time before he had seen Laura\rquote s bare nakedness\emdash and most of those times he had been civil and not thought of her in a sexual way.  But there were times that he did.  \par
\tab After some gawking (and lusting) another smack.\par
\tab But the smack ended with his hand on her ass\emdash the warmth of the flesh enticed him.  And like with Mary, his fingers delved into the recess to find the girl\rquote s forbidden rim.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t the first time.\par
\tab With little effort he was intruding into Laura\rquote s funk hole, working the rim to make it more pliable.  Laura fidgeted but her ass burned too much for her to be aware of what was really happening.\par
\tab Slowly but with determination the fingering of Laura\rquote s asshole was done.  Pa Charles Nedmacky had a finger DEEP into his twelve year old daughter\rquote s hole.  After ramming it in and out a bit he pulled it out then stared at the hole as it snapped shut.\par
\tab And then there was her pussy.\par
\tab Laura had a wondrous snatch, as did all girls.  Often he came in on the girls while they bathed in the big galvanized tub located in the barn for privacy.  He was always checking the stock, getting milk, or something.  Usually the girls took turns; sometimes they were together to save time and water\emdash whoever was not in the tub got the chore of fetching fresh water or going to the house to get hot water from the stove.\par
\tab Charles would sometimes stop whatever he was doing to \ldblquote chat\rdblquote  with his girls while they bathed and nothing every really came of it (\lquote ceptin\rquote  later when putting it to the wife\'85)\par
\tab The image of his girls naked filled every cranny of his mind.  Mary was developing and developing nicely.  Her young teenage breasts were perfectly shaped and Charles longed to caress them.  Then there was, of course, her lovely young pussy.  Most often he tried not to stare but most often, too, he could get away with it (and Mary let him!)\par
\tab From fingering Laura\rquote s asshole to fingering Laura\rquote s pussy, Charles breeched the bounds of Fatherhood.  But it wasn\rquote t the first time.  When exactly he had crossed that line he didn\rquote t know\emdash since the time when she acted up and needed spanking he supposed.\par
\tab Rub, caress, gawk, squeeze then finally he could stand it no more and out of his pants came his cock.  He had done it before but not often, during disciplinarian actions only (both to Mary and Laura.)  All over the girl\rquote s ass he rubbed and rubbed hard with his heart beating near out of his chest; his manly manhood gliding hard up and down Laura\rquote s crack, poking her hole as well as her bald poon.\par
\tab Then more dramatic effort was done when pressing against her hole.\par
\tab Then there was penetration.\par
\tab Caroline wasn\rquote t much into rear entry; she rode him and they made love side by side but \ldblquote doggie-style\rdblquote  and other than Missionary was a no-go with the wife.  \par
\tab Laura gripped the hay, spread her legs wider and accepted her Pa\rquote s invasionary tool.  It wasn\rquote t the first time (and it wasn\rquote t the first time other than her Pa\rquote s cock had invaded her, either.)\par
\page\tab Not all the way in but close counts.  When the head of his cock and a bit of shaft was \ldblquote in\rdblquote  where it oughten not to be\emdash Charles began a steady bout of humping.  Laura grunted and with one hand steadying her on the hay bale, the other pulled a burning cheek to one side\'85\par
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\tab Sweat rolled down his neck tickling the fine hairs there; his mind in uproar, his cock pressing hard against his daughter\rquote s underside.  What was he doing!?  What was he contemplating (on doing!?)  But\emdash she was submissive.  It wasn\rquote t happening.  It wasn\rquote t happening.  How could it?\par
\tab Lucy.\par
\tab His sweet Lucy filled his mind suddenly and what he had done willingly with her.  She, too, had been submissive and together they had engaged in illicit manners untold\emdash right in his office AND in his own home!\par
\tab There were torrid thoughts of engaging in illicit manners with Rachel, too!  With Lucy, though\emdash with Lucy he had given in.  He couldn\rquote t explain it; with engaging immorally with Lucy he was different.  He wasn\rquote t her Father, he wasn\rquote t a preacher, a husband, a pillar of the community, a grown man.  He was a lustful engaging man with a young teenage girl who willingly brought him into a world of sexual depravity that they both enjoyed.\par
\tab And how!\par
\tab Then there was Jessie.  His mind fell back to the little boy, well, not so little but a boy regardless and he had what appeared to have had an erection, too!  It was only obvious what he and Jessie had been doing and then with Jessie\rquote s admission \ldblquote I\rquote ve been bad\rdblquote  sealed the deal.\par
\tab What was even more perplexing was Jessie\rquote s willingness to accept responsibility and receive punishment.  She willingly wanted to be spanked!  It confounded her preacher Father, stunned him.  When she had taken her pants down he found himself staring at her teenage pussy and his cock groaned.\par
\tab With his hand resting on her ass making small circles his desires flared\emdash he was moments away from engaging in another illicit sexual tryst with one of his daughters.\par
\tab His mind found more entries from his lineage.  It appeared that he came from a long line of deviants.  Farmer Charles Nedmacky was the furthest back although there were others, back to the Civil War and beyond, even back Across the Pond in Ireland, Mother England, Norway, and France.  But there were no \ldblquote entries\rdblquote  recorded of them.\par
\page\tab Jessie noting her Daddy\rquote s hesitation stood up and removed her top.  There was no bra, either.  Her nipples were hard, erect, and enticing.  Fondling her breasts she captivated her Daddy\rquote s attention for a minute or so\emdash then his attention dropped down to focus on her pussy.\par
\tab Oh it was so wrong to be viewing that wondrous thrill box but he couldn\rquote t help it.  There was no \ldblquote turning away\rdblquote  but admired the dick trench with glee noting the lack of pubes and the fact that it appeared not to be \ldblquote virginal.\rdblquote\par
\tab Jessie stepped out of her pants and was nude.\par
\tab Only days earlier and Lucy had stood in his office\emdash nude.\par
\tab Jessie timidly stepped up to her Daddy; smiling she manipulated his pants freeing his cock while her eyes distracted him.  The sudden awareness that something was going on didn\rquote t strike him until some minutes later when he felt himself at the brink of orgasmic bliss.\tab\par
\tab Then, Jessica eased down taking her Daddy\rquote s preacher cock and kissing the glistening knob.  Her tongue rolled around the super sensitive crown then diddled the piss slit all the while she gently masturbated the manhood easing the bulbous tip into her mouth.\par
\tab There was nothing Glenn could do but watch\emdash and enjoy.  His mind emptied of whimsy\emdash emptied of thoughts regarding how illicit and immoral what was transpiring.  Central Processing resumed revealing the entry of distant relative, Charles Nedmacky.\par
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\tab Sweat rolled down the back of his neck; his thick dark hair was already sweaty from the day\rquote s work in the field; he needed a bath but was too busy \ldblquote putting it to\rdblquote  his twelve year old daughter!  Slowly but surely his cock invaded Laura\rquote s cunt.  It was his first time but not her first time.  He wanted to ask \ldblquote who\rdblquote  but already figured the assumption that brother Albert was the previous dweller.  He could be wrong\emdash when the kids were out of the house what they did and who they did it with was unknown.\par
\tab For the most part, Charles figured he raised his children good.  They went to church and well mannered.  Getting into various trouble was a way of life.  Further thoughts along those lines were obliterated as his cock suddenly breeched that incredible sensation all cocks and their owners sought.\par
\page\tab Laura grabbed holt of the hay bale grimacing as her Daddy\rquote s masterful dong slammed her pussy.  There was some distress, discomfort, disenchantment but she endured knowing that like the first time she had gotten her cookie busted\emdash it would eventually get better.\par
\tab Charles plowed his daughter\rquote s trench jutting gobs and gobs of cum.  He wanted to do the same to Mary.  He wanted to ejaculate onto that sweet face, fill her mouth, squirt on her breasts, then finish off in her cunt.\par
\tab The thoughts so horrid it frightened him\emdash but they were desires nonetheless.  Deep seeded desires that annihilated all else in regards to morality.  He didn\rquote t care, he wanted to cover Mary\rquote s nude body with his love cream and that was all there was to it.\par
\tab But first, Laura.\par
\tab After creaming Laura\rquote s pussy (inside and out) Charles had to deal with firstly the inevitable energy plummet.  There was nothing he could do about that\emdash he wasn\rquote t a teenager anymore and lacked the sufficient energy to maintain stamina.\par
\tab Then, he had to deal with what he had done.\par
\tab Laura fingered her spunk laden pussy, grinning taking her moralistically bound Pa off-guard.  Laura had turned over, shoulders to the stacked bales, legs open, cum oozing from her fresh fucked funk hole.  Her ass still stung and she disliked greatly being spanked and she still was emotionally distraught over that\emdash but, engaging in nasty business with her Pa was ok.\par
\tab The nasty business continued with Charles gliding his cum squirter up and down Laura\rquote s slit.  Although it had just cum (and how!) into the dick trench of pleasure and as per the usual manner afterwards the cock became limp\emdash the gliding action up and down Laura\rquote s pussy dramatically caused his cock to return to full strength.\par
\tab Laura blushed and gushed, bit her bottom lip and glowed all over.  Charles was not himself; his throbbing prong pushed its way into her love box and slowly but surely he made dutiful vaginal entry.\par
\tab Not all the way but most of the way.  Laura grimaced some more as the size of her Pa\rquote s cock was significantly bigger than brother Albert\rquote s and their friend in town, Willie.\par
\tab Occasionally, Charles pulled out to hump the outside of his girl\rquote s cunt, then gouge and put himself back in for a minute or so of serious humping then there was a flood of release he barely was aware of.  Seldom had he been caught off guard cumming without knowing it.  Usually he was so wrapped up with loving his wife and humping her cunt was just something natural that was happening.\par
\page\tab Shooting his wad came with a perplexing awe that he barely had time to enjoy it.  Laura held onto the hay bale as well as her naughty Pa and experienced her own orgasm.  \par
\tab Instant shame fell over him\emdash what had he done!?\par
\tab But then a look from Laura suddenly erased the remorse and all but eliminated the confusion that surmounting to overwhelm him.  The tingling feeling in his cock was still there as well was the lust.  Up against Laura\rquote s cunt he glided his cock in the mess he had spilled there and humped a little more.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Charles, are still in there with Laura?\rdblquote  the wife, Caroline!\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit!\rdblquote  bitched Charles in a panic.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit!\rdblquote  exclaimed Laura.\par
\tab Quickly did the two scramble to collect themselves; Charles merely stuffed his naughty member back into his trousers while Laura straightened herself up and stood rubbing her still searing ass\emdash just as the barn door opened.  Caroline came in\emdash she knew that Laura got the lashing of a lifetime and she usually did so while undressed.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Super is ready.\rdblquote  she said calmly folding her hands down her flour encrusted apron.  \ldblquote Laura, put yourself together, then come into the house.\rdblquote  It meant, get dressed, wash up, and come pull yourself together.  The haggard Prairie woman put some loose strands of her blond hair back under her bonnet and offered a meek smile to her husband.  \ldblquote You, too!\rdblquote  she said then turned and left.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you think she knows?\rdblquote  Charles asked offhandedly.\par
\tab Laura shrugged but gathered her clothes and went to the bucket of water to wash her face.  Charles stood befuddled.  What had he done!?  How could he go on?  Laura finished washing her face, she straightened out her dress, rubbed her butt and with a smile to her Pa, she darted out the door.\par
\tab Charles stood with an aching cock.  He had bare handed spanked his naked twelve year old, then went into her \endash twice!  But\emdash Laura liked it.  At least, that was what he got out of it.  (He also liked it.)\par
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\tab Later that night\'85\par
\tab In the loft, Mary lay against her sister fingering both her pussy as well as her own whispering, \ldblquote did he really put it all the way in?\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura lied giggling, \ldblquote he sure did!\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura\rquote s cunt was wet but Mary\rquote s cunt was wetter!  Both girls were avid finger bangers of their most Holy place with Mary discovering the pleasure of pussy pleasing first at around ten years of age.\par
\page\tab When at such a time as Mary could stand it no longer, \par
\tab\ldblquote Do me!\rdblquote  she whispered harshly to her sister.\par
\tab Laura giggled, farted, then moved under the shared bed to position herself whereas she could lick out on Mary\rquote s cunt.  In doing so, not only did she please her sister but enticed brother Albert who also shared the upper loft.  A curtain separated the two beds but being up in the lofty area with only a ladder opening there was significant hanky-and-panky in the works.\par
\tab Being a risk with their parents\rquote  bedroom right literally underneath them made their misdoings all the better.  Mostly, usually, their hanky-panky took place in the barn or at the swimming hole, a nearby cave, and wherever else the naughty mood struck them.\par
\tab Moments after Laura began licking out Mary than did thirteen year old Albert peered thru the curtain hole to see Laura\rquote s naked ass wriggling in the air.  The moon was partially full flooding the window that was open at the head of the girl\rquote s bed.  The light proficiently bathed the girls\rquote  area with light revealing the two naked girls enticing Albert to come around the divider and make his way as quietly as possible.\par
\tab Although Mary and Laura didn\rquote t think their parents were aware of what happened just above them, Albert tended to believe that their parents weren\rquote t that deaf or na\'efve.\par
\tab Coming up to the foot of the bed Albert took in his sister\rquote s wiggling ass; earlier he had asked how bad she had gotten whooped.  Laura in typical fashioned replied, \ldblquote same as usual.\rdblquote  No biggie.  Her ass still stung even after hours since the beating.  Only Mary, though, knew that their Pa had fucked her asshole AND pussy.\par
\tab Albert caressed his sister\rquote s ass, licked the cracked then fingered the hole.  Laura spread her legs fingering her sex while licking out Mary\rquote s pussy.  Mary though thoroughly engrossed in being eaten out tried to maintain herself and keep form making noise.  Albert\rquote s climbing onto the bed putting his pud into Laura\rquote s didn\rquote t help.  Mary feared any moment their Pa would be banging his ceiling/their floor with the broomstick\emdash OR coming up the ladder to bust them\emdash literally.\par
\tab Albert slid into Laura\emdash one place and then the other and due to his age and the closeness to his sister\rquote s age, full penetration to her pussy and asshole was acceptable.  \par
\tab Laura latched her mouth over Mary\rquote s twitching hot cunt; which was difficult to do with Mary slamming her legs against her face and her brother behind her rocking her world.  Her tongue lashed all about her sister\rquote s quim, nipping the lips and virtually trying to climb inside!\par
\page\tab In less than two minutes and Albert was shooting his brotherly love cream.  He was in Laura\rquote s asshole at the time and when he began to squirt pulled out and jammed himself fully all the way into her pussy to unleash the rest.\par
\tab When he pulled out there was even more and he emptied that onto Mary\rquote s cunt while Laura lay off to one side wriggling in some agony of having her steaming asshole and a tingling cunt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whatever you\rquote re doing up there,\rdblquote  called out their Pa angrily, \ldblquote knock it off!\rdblquote  \lquote before I come up there!\rquote\par
\tab Mary was in a fit as was Albert.  Albert sat back flogging his dog while Laura was once more pulled into licking Mary\rquote s cunt clean.  Albert sat watching with some glee but he wanted to do something with Mary.  Mary, though, was hesitant.  Though she willingly got naughty with her brother they had yet only had sex once and only a couple of times \ldblquote in the ass.\rdblquote   Mary feared getting pregnant.\par
\tab\ldblquote I gotta go to the privy.\rdblquote  Mary said.\par
\tab Usually, in the middle of the night especially, using the privy was for doing a Number Two; a bed pan was used for Number Ones.  The privy shed was up on a slight hill between the house and the barn.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Me, too!\rdblquote  grinned Albert.\par
\tab At the bottom of the ladder from the left the two siblings paused listening intently for any signs that their Pa was stirring.  Hearing no sounds of rustling the two siblings then made for the backdoor.  They paused again listening at the crickets and frogs then eased out the door they opened only partly knowing that opening fully would make it creak.\par
\tab At the edge of the dirt clearing Mary paused and removed her nightgown.  She wore nothing else but slippers.  Albert stripped off his clothing and the two held hands giggling their way to the privy.\par
\tab At the privy neither went inside but lingered outside where Albert stood gallantly pissing up a storm.  Mary watched him, then stood with legs apart and released the pressure in her own bladder.  She rubbed her ass, fingered her pussy, and looked onto her brother with some admiration.  She smiled, farted, and the two came together.\par
\tab The two siblings, not related, embraced one another and locked lips.  Albert was adopted and had been in the family only a year.  At first, Mary didn\rquote t like him\emdash she liked him when he was not a part of the family; then, her parents went out and adopted him into the family and for some unknown reason she no longer liked him.  He was a threat (but not in the literal since.)\par
\tab In time, though, months, she grew to like him; he was a likeable fellow and it was his \ldblquote fellow\rdblquote  she liked the most.\par
\tab Behind the privy, naked, Mary fondled Albert\rquote s \ldblquote fellow\rdblquote .  It was already way hard and got even harder with Mary\rquote s fondling.  Then she kissed it and drew the hardened member into her mouth.\par
\tab Albert liked and rocked to and fro on his feet running his hands thru her super soft hair increasing his manhood and going insanely over sexed with each stroke of his cock in Mary\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go into the barn,\rdblquote  Mary said gasping for breath, \ldblquote it\rquote s getting cold out here.\rdblquote   Despite being the middle of Summer, the nights on the Plains of Minnesota got cold at night.\par
\tab In the barn the two came together, embracing, kissing passionately, melding their bodies together in a so-so illicit unionship.  Mary\rquote s passion was exceedingly crazed.  The young Prairie girl was starved for passion but most the boys in town were not very appealing.  Some were, but most were immature farm boys who were rude, crude, obnoxious, and not worthy of pursuing.\par
\tab Albert was shy, a little quirky, reserved, and not a \ldblquote farm boy.\rdblquote   Albert was a city boy.  He had natural charm that Mary was drawn to from the beginning.  For some time she had disliked them, then once acclimated into the family she began to see his charm and warm to him.  The passion and illicitness came soon thereafter.\par
\tab After much embracing and kissing the two fell onto some strewn hay and while Bessie the cow looked on, they made love.\par
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\tab Sweat trickled down the nape of his neck but did little to distract his concentration.  Usually when schlepping his schlong into pussy the only thing on his mind was the act that was.  Preliminary foreplay was lust, afterwards was \ldblquote sleep\rdblquote  or afterglow.  The act that was took precedence and left very little room for little else.\par
\tab When putting it to the wife, lingering thoughts of the day lingered about the outer fringes of his thoughts.  Usually he centralized his thoughts to how pretty his wife was and how lucky he was to have her in his life.  He did wish she would lighten up a little and be a little more kinky in the bedroom.  But she wasn\rquote t so he had to settle on her beauty, charm, and etc.\par
\tab Putting it to his daughters?  That was different\emdash there were thoughts of how pretty his girls were and how lucky he was that they were kinky with him.  Sure it was illicit, wrong, moralistically and ethically wrong\emdash but they were willing and had been the ones who initiated the illicitness.\par
\page\tab His thoughts were on fucking.  Pure and simple.  His cock embedded into Jessica\rquote s sweet cunt thrilled him, his balls, and then everything else.  He shuddered all over as the girl\rquote s sex gripped him and thrilled him.  There was no stopping it\emdash not even if a crazed maniac with a bloody hatchet came thru the door.  Maybe if the Wife came thru the door\emdash\par
\tab But barring the Wife, Glenn Nedmacky put it to his teenage daughter thoroughly engrossed in the dirty deed done with his sheep.  He didn\rquote t care.  All that mattered was to fuck and to fuck well.  His hands were tight on the girl\rquote s ass, squeezing the cheeks and driving his dick fully into the slender girl\rquote s cunt where he was just within reach of cumming.\par
\tab Jessica firstly had sat on her Daddy\rquote s lap, guiding his cock into her cunt then embracing him.  She nuzzled against his shoulder and his arms went around her\emdash his cock going into her.  Their lovemaking kicked up when both reached a lofty goal of orgasmic proportions putting Jessie on the desk and her preacher Daddy standing up going into second gear fucking her cunt.\par
\tab Jessica\rquote s face looked up to him; she was admiring him.  Her teenage breasts jiggled furthering her Daddy\rquote s lust.  It was an incredible occurrence of where both partners erupted into a furor like none before.  Their illicit lust brought them together where all that mattered was to cum.\par
\tab After cumming Glenn sat back in his chair exhausted\emdash mind, body, and soul.  Jessie remained on the desk a moment or two then quietly slipped off and made for the bathroom.  Glenn couldn\rquote t move.  His cock ached and then everything else.  \par
\tab But, it did feel good\emdash that was what mattered.\par
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spy games in 1888\par
\tab The most popular girl in 1888 Walnut Grove was Nellie Olson.  She was fourteen and her parents owned the one and only general store.  The Mother of Nells spoiled Nellie, the girl had the best clothes and then the best of everything else.  \par
\tab Nellie O was a snob, snooty, and only so-so bright (in school.)  When she didn\rquote t do well on a test she whined and complained blaming some boy for breaking wind or some excuse enabling her to re-take the test.  She usually cheated.  She got her way on most occasions; for school plays she got her way by sniveling and having parents who owned the only store which would inevitably provide the materials necessary for said play.\par
\page\tab When Mary and Laura came along Nellie instantly despised them, mostly Laura for some reason.  \ldblquote Farm girls\rdblquote  she teased and her dislike of the two intruders seethed when they bested Nellie in school and socially.  It wasn\rquote t soon after Mary began school than she surpassed Nellie as the most gifted student with the highest marks.\par
\tab But Nellie still wore the best dresses and had the best \ldblquote things\rdblquote  in her bedroom which was directly above the general store.  \par
\tab There, too, was a brother, two years younger, Willie.  Willie was not as spoiled as his sister and was better liked by all.  Willie and Laura hit it off and especially with Mary\'85\par
\tab Nellie was a pretentious brat, and as previously stated\emdash she usually got her way.  One day in particular she and her brother were in the cellar of their parents\rquote  general store in an area designated as their own personal play area.  It was a place they went to when in trouble, when hiding, when playing when no one else would play with them.  \par
\tab Nellie stuffed her mouth with treats \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote  from the store above.  Willie had a mouthful as well.  A lantern illuminated the small area the kids had claimed as their own; a partition there was to keep them safe and hidden; there were boxes, crates, and other essentials for a town\rquote s supply and some things left over from the Civil War.\par
\tab After swallowing her treat, Nellie was in a foul mood.  Mary Nedmacky was at the crust of her mood\emdash besting her in a US History contest infuriated Nellie as the conniving Ms. Beetle their teacher made it so as Nellie couldn\rquote t use her wills on anyone or fashion a cheat quick enough to thwart Mary.  So she fumed and as per usual took her wrath out on her brother.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote  Nellie said in her demanding voice.\par
\tab Willie obeyed as he always did and usually unawares in most cases that doom was about to befall him.\par
\tab Nellie glared at him, then brightened and smiled; Nellie was a pretty girl; blond hair in a special style she (accompanied by her Mother) went by train to the city twenty miles away to have styled; she smelled pretty most of the time with specialty bath oils\emdash the family had one of the first indoor \ldblquote bathrooms\rdblquote  complete with running water, toilet, and a very nice bathtub.\par
\tab Nellie smiled and in her uppity New England voice said,\par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie didn\rquote t even hesitate, he most generally obeyed his sister (that or she\rquote d whoop him one or accuse him of something to her Mother who would demand from their Father than Willie be punished (and usually that happened and happened with a belting.)\par
\page\tab Nellie seldom if ever got the belting.  She got scolded or sent to her room (for a couple of hours at the most) but that was it for her punishment.  Her Mother defended her defied any harsh punishment whatsoever to Nellie.\par
\tab Willie stripped off his clothes and stood nakedly before his well dressed sister.  She wrinkled her nose then took holt of his boyhood and tugged on it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote  let out a yelp from Willie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just seeing if it still works.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nellie was cruel and sometimes not at all pleasant.\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you want me to do now?\rdblquote  \par
\tab His sister smiled and let out a little burp from the soda and candy she had been stuffing her self with; then, she put her hands up under her dress and began working down her underthings.\par
\tab Willie stood methodically working his pud.  Though he was merely twelve, Willie\rquote s stature was a little smaller than most boys his age\emdash however, he had a cock to make up for it.\par
\tab Slowly Nellie turned around with her underclothing down at her ankles she bent over pulling her pretty pinkish dress up over her waist exposing her ass.  Willie\rquote s cock throbbed and became very erect.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kiss it.\rdblquote  Nellie called out to her brother.\par
\tab Willie sighed letting go his cock; he went to his knees instead and applied tongue to Nellie\rquote s ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not there,\rdblquote  Nellie bitched, \ldblquote you know where I want it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie did but he didn\rquote t like it.  Closing his eyes he pressed his tongue to his sister dirt chute.\par
\tab And so she farted.\par
\tab Of course!\par
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\tab Willie made a stink about Nellie\rquote s stink, so she relented and let him \ldblquote do her.\rdblquote   When he attempted to go in her private place Nellie reached for his cock redirecting it to her fresh funky funk hole.  Willie didn\rquote t care, a hole was a hole and into her backdoor hole he went\emdash he got off just well in either place.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not so rough!\rdblquote  bitched Nellie.  She spread her legs as far as she could and lay across a wooden crate.  Willie went into her all the way and then began to pump\emdash all unawares that spying on them from a casement window were the Nedmacky children\'85\par
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\tab Quickly but not so quickly as to be noticed, Mary, Laura, and Albert scampered from the area behind the general store to the area behind their school.  There, in the open but shielded from the town, Albert unleashed his prong giving it a quick stroke before Laura took over.  Meanwhile, Mary pulled down her underclothing.\par
\tab While Laura jerked her brother\rquote s cock, Mary laid herself out on the grass with her dress pulled up enough to reveal herself.  There was good shade from the building and it wasn\rquote t the first time they had been there engaging in extra curricular activites.\par
\tab Laura gave her brother a little suck\emdash just enough to slick up the cunt and then Albert was down onto Mary sliding into her sex his masterful cock.  Laura sat behind giggling and watching as Albert\rquote s schlong went into Mary\rquote s cunt\emdash she was fascinated by that action and she fingered herself while watching.\par
\tab A few pumps and Albert was cumming.\par
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\tab Ms. Beetle was \ldblquote cumming\rdblquote , too.\par
\tab Nearby some two hundreds was a quaint small house that the community paid for for the school teacher, Ms. Evea Beetle.  The schoolmarm had been teaching the children of Walnut Grove two years and everyone liked her.  She was kind, sweet, and capable of outwitting Nellie Olson on a regular basis.  \par
\tab Presently, in a back room of the house, Ms. Beetle was naked and splayed across a great table while farm boy Victor Benchly \ldblquote put it to her\rdblquote  from behind.  Victor Benchly was sixteen and a well built son-of-a-gun.  He toted hay bales like they weighed half of what they really did.\par
\tab On the table with Ms. Beetle was farm boy Grett Garrison.  He was naked, fifteen, and his sizable cock all the way into Ms. Beetle\rquote s mouth.  Two other boys, Tom Jockly and Frank Hanmeir stood naked beside the table masturbating.  Tom was the oldest of them all at seventeen while Frank was fifteen.\par
\tab All the boys took turns with Ms. Beetle who appeared to be a willing participant.  The young spies spying were once more enthused and rushed off to soothe their needs.\par
\page\tab Darby Gillis was a nice girl, had a bad foot and hobbled a lot, but she was nice and friendly.  Nellie Olson, of course, hated her \ldblquote because she was different.\rdblquote   She was ten years old and upon the spy trio\rquote s visit was in some sort of serious trouble warranting her a spanking.\par
\tab Mary and Laura\rquote s own asses tightened up as young Darby Gillis lay across her Daddy\rquote s lap wearing nothing but skin.  One after another the slaps to her ass came in rapid succession until the girl\rquote s ass was tomato red.  Then the girl was stood and shook by the shoulders by Darrel Gillis; a tall lanky unshaven man who no one in the town really care for much.  His wife had died a year after Darby was born and was a bitter man for because of it.\par
\tab After a good talking to Darby was hustled off to her room.\par
\tab Once more the Nedmacky trio spirited off to a hiding place in their town that was open to the air but not to prying eyes.  Behind the mill that worked both as a lumber mill and as a grinding meal for the farmers\rquote  crops.  A little ways up from the mill was a serene place right by the creek.  Here Albert stripped off his clothes and jumped in.  It wasn\rquote t the best place to swim as it was too close to town and the town folks COULD see.  Mary and Laura rested in the cool of the shade, \ldblquote we have to get back home, soon.\rdblquote  Mary said, \ldblquote chores.\rdblquote\par
\tab But not doing chores would get them a visit to the barn.  Neither Mary or Laura wouldn\rquote t mind that so much\emdash if only the spanking weren\rquote t so much.  A little spanking could be tolerated but the fullness of their Pa\rquote s wrath was a bit much.\par
\tab Both girls wanted sex with their Pa, mouth, pussy and asshole.\par
\tab\ldblquote I bet I can take all of him.\rdblquote  Mary said matter-of-factly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Me, too!\rdblquote  Laura chimed in\emdash but she had tried finding her Pa\rquote s cock a bit too much to be taking in all at once.\par
\tab\ldblquote I can take him in my butt all the way,\rdblquote  Mary decreed, and probably in my sex.\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura had tried to take him fully into her butt AND in her sex, but fact was\emdash she was too young and inexperienced.\par
\tab\ldblquote You need to get more done there (fucked) before Pa can sink all of himself into you like that.\rdblquote  Mary declared.\par
\tab Laura nodded and whistled for their horny step-brother\'85\par
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\tab Nellie has her day\par
\tab 1)  A verbal complaint followed by a written complaint to Ms. Beetle about the recent history exam concocted by Nellie speaking to Ms. Beetle and then whining to her Mother who also verbally chatted to the teacher followed by a written formal complaint.\par
\page\tab 2)  Nellie wanted the lead role in the school\rquote s latest proposed production of Shakespeare\rquote s play, \ldblquote Romeo & Juliet\rdblquote .  She didn\rquote t make the part\emdash it went, instead, to Mary Nedmacky who knew the lines from the balcony perfectly.  Nellie required a written version of the famous speech to be at hand, hidden from the audience.\par
\tab 3)  Only the brightest students, and oldest, should be taught specifically at the school while the rest should be taught at their homes.\par
\tab And one gripe after another, after another, and after another was presented verbally and written formerly to the school board who was made up of the town\rquote s most prominent citizens.  And with all those citizens either in debt to the one lone general store or would be in need of some sort of item from said store\emdash defying Harriet Olson (who actually owned the store) was a bad deal.  Harriet Olson and her obnoxious daughter usually got their way.  If they didn\rquote t\emdash the prices at the general store usually went up significantly, credit was canceled and markers were called in to be paid in full promptly.\par
\tab Both Harriet and Nellie needed to be taken down.  The spy trio couldn\rquote t see how they could deal with Ms. Olson, but Nellie on the other hand\'85\par
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\tab If Nellie had a weakness it was money.  Money was the root of evil, so someone said.  It was a lure; it was the embodiment of power, the crux of those who deemed themselves as superior to everyone else.  Mostly it was a lure\emdash leastways, that was how Mary, Laura, and Albert would use it.\par
\tab Even a nickel was something of worth and to farm folk children a nickel was very worthy and quite the treasure.  So was a dime and even more so a whole quarter!  For Laura giving up her nickel she had earned doing chores was a toughie.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to get back at Nellie, don\rquote t you?\rdblquote  Mary scolded.  Nellie had managed to boot Laura from the class play replacing her with one of Nellie\rquote s friends\emdash a girl who only was friend\rquote s with Nellie for the status and her obedience.\par
\tab Laura did want to get back at Nellie so she coughed up the shiny nickel adding it to the booty bag where it joined Albert\rquote s two dimes he had earned sweeping out the livery stable and delivering the town\rquote s crier (paper).\par
\tab Mary had a whole quarter in the kitty making fifty cents.\par
\tab Fifty cents was a lot to anyone in circa 1888\emdash even to a spoiled brat like Nellie O.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote ll be worth it.\rdblquote  Laura said.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll fix her.\rdblquote  Declared Mary factly.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote ll get what she deserves.\rdblquote  Added Albert.\par
\tab Nellie Olson spotted the nickel on the steps of the school house; with no one about she scooped up the shiny object quickly tucking it into her dress pocket.  She smiled and was about to enter the school house when on the other side of the left-right steps she saw the dime.\par
\tab School was not in session (being a weekend) but she had business inside\emdash the school play, books and whatever manner was in Nellie\rquote s craw to make herself better than anyone else participating in said play.\par
\tab Finding the nickel and then the dime sparked curiosity in the uppity girl and she curiously scanned the dirt at the bottom of the steps finding a quarter.  Nellie was well pleased\emdash her pleasure, though, dashed when who should appear but Mary and Laura with Albert, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you want!?\rdblquote  Nellie said in her most condescending voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote We lost something.\rdblquote  Laura said defiantly.\par
\tab\ldblquote What did you lose?\rdblquote  Nellie asked curiously but not caring.\par
\tab\ldblquote I lost my nickel.\rdblquote  Laura said knowing full well that anything Laura lost and Nellie found would make Nellie\rquote s day and then some.\par
\tab\lquote She\rquote ll wet herself!\rquote  chided Mary earlier when devising the plan.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, I haven\rquote t seen it.\rdblquote  Nellie said flatly and hotly.\par
\tab\ldblquote I lost a dime.\rdblquote  Mary added in.\par
\tab\ldblquote I lost two quarters!\rdblquote  Albert also added.\par
\tab Nellie\rquote s eyes opened wide\emdash she had only found one.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m pretty sure it was around here.\rdblquote  Albert said.\par
\tab\ldblquote You were playing out back,\rdblquote  Mary said, \ldblquote you may have dropped them back there.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve already looked there, I guess I\rquote ll go look some more.\rdblquote\tab\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve got to get home or we wont get any more allowance at all if we\rquote re late!\rdblquote  Mary affirmed.\par
\tab Looking dejected, Albert nodded and with his sisters flanking they went off on the trial leading to their farm.  Nellie stood at the bottom of the steps watching the trio until they turned and disappeared over a small hill.  Then Nellie basically flew to the back of the school searching the ground for the other quarter.\par
\tab There was another quarter, one of which frightened Mary if she and her siblings didn\rquote t get it back into their Ma\rquote s handbag before she came to town.  Nellie scooped the quarter up and never saw the hammer trap.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Oh my God she\rquote s dead!\rdblquote  cried out Laura.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s not dead,\rdblquote  explained Mary (hopefully), \ldblquote just unconscious.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nellie Olson lay out on the grass behind the schoolhouse very muchly in a state of unconsciousness due to the swing down of a \ldblquote trap.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Albert was proud of himself in his brain bashing device, a simple hammer held up high triggered release by a pull rope.  He had barely had time to beat Nellie to the rear of the school to get under the school and get the rope.  It was planned to wait for the signal from Mary when Nellie had the other quarter but the hill and the placement of the rope at the last minute disrupted Albert\rquote s prime view.  So he had to snake up to the back steps and watch Nellie himself.  It was risky as the girl could easily see him.\par
\tab But Nellie was too enthused in finding money\emdash especially belonging to her rivals.  The hammer was a big hammer barrowed secretly from the mill.  Mary thought it too big while Laura thought it to be too small \ldblquote for Nellie\rquote s big head.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s no blood.\rdblquote  Mary said quickly examining the stricken classmate.  And with that the trio dragged the unconscious conniving bitch under the school and to about the middle where it was darker and thusly more apt to keep the group hidden from direct sight.\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright,\rdblquote  Mary said once settled, \ldblquote go back to the house and get the cart.\rdblquote  There was no way even the three of them would be able to drag Nellie to the cellar at the house.\par
\tab Albert nodded, he couldn\rquote t wait to get at the bitch, Nellie.  He scurried out from under the schoolhouse and made his way out the back way towards home.  The girls, and their brother, had hustled thru their chores earning them the afternoon off to goof off.  Laura\rquote s intent was to go fishing, Albert was to go off with some friends while Mary was to go off with some other girls practicing their lines for the school play.\par
\tab It was a ruse to their parental units as none of those tasks were the Nedmacky children apt to do.  They instead had a more sinister plan\emdash retribution; involving waylaying the bitch, Nellie Olson, kidnapping her and taking her to their \ldblquote dungeon.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I bet Willie wouldn\rquote t mind.\rdblquote  Mary surmised offhandedly while they waited for Albert to return with the cart to tote Nellie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mind what?\rdblquote  Laura asked not knowing the unsaid.\par
\tab\ldblquote To have his way with Nellie.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote what way?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You know,\rdblquote  Mary said disgustedly that her sister could be so na\'efve, \ldblquote to fuck her, spank her and be rough her.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote yeah, he\rquote d probably like to fuck her.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And pee on her.\rdblquote  Mary added musing.\par
\tab Laura giggled, \ldblquote I\rquote d like to do that, too!\rdblquote\par
\tab Nellie remained oblivious to the devilish plan planned for her.\par
\tab Albert appeared thirty minutes later, out of breath saying, \par
\page\tab\ldblquote They\rquote re gone.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Gone?\rdblquote  Mary asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep,\rdblquote  Albert said still catching his breath, \ldblquote they left a note saying they\rquote ve gone over to the Havers\rquote  place.\rdblquote  A neighbor a mile over some hills, visiting.  That was good news for Mary, it meant they wouldn\rquote t have to be all to sneaky in sneaking in Nellie into the cellar under the barn.\par
\tab Sneaking Nellie out of town, though, was another matter.\par
\tab Albert had snagged a couple of burlap bags and some canvas but had to wait a little while before sneaking Nellie\rquote s unconscious body into to the tote wagon.\par
\tab\ldblquote How long do you think she\rquote ll be like that?\rdblquote  Albert asked.\par
\tab Mary had no idea, but Laura had the hammer declaring, \ldblquote If she wakes up I\rquote ll clobber her!\rdblquote  and she would, too.\par
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\tab Just before darkness set in at the little house on the prairie, the Nedmacky children unceremoniously dumped their wagon cargo onto the cellar floor of their family\rquote s barn.  Mary sighed and chewing thoughtfully on her lip said, \ldblquote Better get some supper going,\rdblquote  then, looking to Laura, \ldblquote YOU had better get a fish at least one, and smell like you\rquote ve been fishing all day, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura scampered off quickly leaving Mary and Albert to deal with Nellie.  She was firstly tied up hand and foot with Albert tying her hands and feet together.  Mary put a gag in the girl\rquote s mouth then blindfolded her.  When that was done, \ldblquote Stay with her.\rdblquote  Then Mary scooted out of the cellar to make for the house.\par
\tab Albert sat in the cellar, a part of which wasn\rquote t used and was deemed safe for the children to make their underground fort to play in.  Some bales of hay and old crate boxes were used to make a wall keeping them unseen.  Albert got a lantern going then sat on a barrel brooding and contemplating Nellie\rquote s fate.\par
\tab The next thing he knew there was his sister Laura reeking of fish telling him \ldblquote come to dinner.\rdblquote\par
\tab Up in the barn Albert took offense at Laura\rquote s offense, \ldblquote You\rquote d better wash up first.\rdblquote  \par
\tab Laura was an amazing fisher, she had caught three big fish from the nearby creek in less than an hour (and two smaller ones.)  She even cleaned them!  That helped in continuing the ruse with their Ma and Pa about what she had been doing all the afternoon day.\par
\page\tab Laura stripped off her clothes and stepped into the washtub.  The water was cold but it was refreshing, too.  Albert helped wash the fish stink off of his sister.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is she awake?\rdblquote  Laura asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nope, she never stirred.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Dang, you musta whopped her a good one!\rdblquote\par
\tab Albert beamed at his handiwork, he just hoed that he didn\rquote t hurt her too much.  But regardless, the bitch deserved it.\par
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\tab Supper was good, one pot roast beef stew and a skillet of cornbread with a smaller pot of apple cobbler.  The fish were put on hold with Pa Nedmacky suggesting to tote the stinky creek dwellers over to the Haver place\emdash they were in need as Jim Haver had taken a tumble off the barn roof dislocating his shoulder.\tab\par
\tab Albert volunteered to make the trek, his Ma disapproved until Charles added that he would go along, too.  Caroline still didn\rquote t approve of traipsing across the countryside after dark.  It was 1888 and there were rogue uncivilized Indians still roaming about seeking revenge in anyway they could get it.\par
\tab Despite that concern, Charles and Albert struck off right after the delicious apple cobbler Mary had made, taking a pail of the treat along with the stinky fish, too.  Laura helped clean up while Albert said he was going out to the barn to check the animals.  Caroline smiled and appreciated his work asking if he would bring in some milk.\par
\tab When the clean up of the evening meal had been done, Laura was pestered about her homework\emdash of which Laura complained that homework wasn\rquote t supposed to be done on the weekend.  \ldblquote It\rquote s un-American!\rdblquote  she exclaimed to wit her Ma explained that if she had of done her homework on the day she brought it home from school then she wouldn\rquote t be an Un-American.  \ldblquote This isn\rquote t a democracy here,\rdblquote  Caroline continued, \ldblquote do it or else.\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote or else\rdblquote  was a direct line to her bottom.  Although she liked being swatted somewhat and then carrying on with her Pa afterwards, the initial swatting for disciplinarian sake she could do without.\par
\tab Laura wanted to go check on Nellie but she got her school work and set about quickly finishing what she had put off.  Mary had gone out to the barn with Albert before he went off their Pa.  \par
\page\tab And as usual, after hurrying thru her schoolwork, Laura\rquote s work had to be checked.  Both Charles and Caroline were serious about their children\rquote s schooling beings as how neither Charles or Caroline went very far in the own.  Laura sat on her hands as she was antsy while her Ma checked her work.\par
\tab\ldblquote You misspelled a word on your spelling list.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Which one?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, Laura, that\rquote s for you to find out.  It wouldn\rquote t be of much help if I did your work for you.  You have to slow down and think of the word you are spelling.\rdblquote  Same ole rhetoric\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote And you need to recheck your information on the 2\super nd\nosupersub  president of the United States; I\rquote ll give you a hint, it\rquote s not Thomas Jefferson, but you were close.\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura sighed deeply and heard her Pa calling for Albert.  \par
\tab Seeing Laura struggling with her spelling list, Caroline whispered, \ldblquote there\rquote s no \ldblquote X\rdblquote  in a word that sounds like it should have one.\rdblquote\par
\tab That didn\rquote t help.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just remember,\rdblquote  Caroline said trying to help without helping, \ldblquote that it you can accept any table offered to you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura stared at her list\emdash stared at her list\emdash stared at her list then brightened when she saw the word \ldblquote ACCEPTABLE\rdblquote .  She made the correction, and then another on two more words before allowing Laura off the hook.\par
\tab Trying not too look like she was up to something, Laura amscrayed to the barn as quickly as she good.  Mary was no where in sight.  Carefully Laura made way to the trap door and down into the \ldblquote dungeon\rdblquote ; this after passing thru the cellar area of stored foodstuffs and the partition separating the dungeon and outer area.\par
\tab Mary was already naked and squatting over the awaken Nellie who was thrashing about so.  Mary quickly put fingers to mouth to shush her intruding sibling.  Laura stood still not saying a word but giggling all over as there was Nellie Olson, the snooty uppity bitch of Walnut Grove wallowing in the dirt getting her very expensive dress all mucked up.\par
\tab Before leaving with their Pa, Albert had tied Nellie up so she wouldn\rquote t thrash about so, straightening her out.  Mary squatted right on Nellie face grinding her pussy onto the snooty girl then wiggling all about trying to get her asshole to Nellie\rquote s nose.\par
\tab Suddenly Mary farted.\par
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\pard\tab Nellie freaked and thrashed about even more making quite a ruckus frightening Mary, concerning her that the antics would be heard above\emdash already the cows were upset and that would surely alert their Ma.\par
\tab Try as she might with the gag in place and all, Nellie would hush and thrashed about so.  Laura fled leaving Mary to deal with the upset girl who was tied up and in fits.\par
\tab Mary thought of somehow dragging the girl out of the dungeon and back to town, or at least close to it and leaving her in the open.  But the struggling twisting highly pissed off Nellie would be a handful and a problem so she abandoned that idea and began working on another when Laura came back into the secret area armed with the clobbering hammer used in whollping Nellie in the first place.  \par
\tab Mary wasn\rquote t so sure that that was a good idea\emdash but Nellie frightened her so\emdash\par
\tab Closing her eyes, Laura swung to huge wooden mallet hammer once more clobbering Nellie sending her into a tizzy.  It was brief as unconsciousness once more struck her, too, and she lay still.\par
\tab Mary stood staring nakedly at the stricken girl, \ldblquote what have we done?\rdblquote\par
\tab A little late for that\'85\par
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\tab TAP! TAP! TAP!\par
\tab\ldblquote You going to sleep your life away?\rdblquote  called up their Pa.\par
\tab Mary stretched, farted, and took more than a minute than usual to wake up.  What a night.  Several trips to the \ldblquote privy\rdblquote  and when she was just getting good sleep\emdash time to get up and get ready for church.  It wasn\rquote t right.\par
\tab Laura was the worst for getting up\emdash if she stayed up too late she was a bear in the morning.  Albert stirred from his side of the loft room, when their Pa had disappeared she sneaked up to the curtain wall,\par
\tab\ldblquote How is she?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Pissed.\rdblquote  Albert said.  \ldblquote But I took care of her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary didn\rquote t ask; she herself had been busy with the bitch of Walnut Grove, one trip to check on her and Mary DID have to use the privy.  She used Nellie\rquote s face instead and drenched the girl\rquote s face while Albert held her head steady.  Then, afterwards, Mary and Albert stripped the girl\rquote s clothes off rendering her nude.  Albert then had his way with the girl finding her a very excellent fuck.  Very excellent.\par
\page\tab On another visit, Mary spanked Nellie.  Hard.\par
\tab First with just her hands but when her hands wore out she got the belt hanging on the wall\emdash it was there but didn\rquote t belong to anyone in the family.  Just before drawing blood did Mary stop.  Squatting on Nellie\rquote s face she made the girl lick her pussy before leaving.\par
\tab Albert remained to fuck the girl some more then working the ropes securing her spread her legs to keep them from flailing about.  Then, he spanked her pussy with the belt.  Not very hard but hard enough to seriously freak the fourteen year old out.\par
\tab Then Albert sat on Nellie\rquote s face to do more than pee\'85\par
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\tab As bustlings went on downstairs just prior to breakfast being made and then hustling off to church, Albert stood bearing all before dressing.  The curtain wall was pulled back a bit to reveal himself\emdash Mary and Laura straightened up themselves not dressing up just yet.  Laura had the bed chamber and was going down the ladder carrying it, giggling as she watched Mary go to her knees.\par
\tab After empting the porcelain pot she washed her hands in a bucket outside and greatly fermented the air as she did so\emdash catching her Pa as he walked around from the back of the house.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn!\rdblquote  he chortled fanning the air and embarrassing his young daughter.\par
\tab\ldblquote PA!\rdblquote  Laura chirped deeply embarrassed\emdash although it wasn\rquote t the first time.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote  Charles said after the air had cleared, \ldblquote yer Ma\rquote s gonna fix us up a French breakfast!\rdblquote\par
\tab Laura\rquote s eyes bulged, \ldblquote FRENCH TOAST!\rdblquote  She loved French Toast.\par
\tab\ldblquote But she\rquote s gonna need a whole mess of eggs.\rdblquote  her Pa added, and the only place that had eggs was\emdash\par
\tab the barn.\par
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\tab Five chickens\emdash eight eggs, that ought to be enough.  Ma would be able to whip up some good egg batter with that.  Laura quickly hustled thru the chore of gathering eggs hoping beyond hopes that Ma didn\rquote t need anything from the cellar.  There was another under the house that she used exclusively for canning and storage.  The cellar under the barn was for extras and storing larger things.\par
\tab After the collection Laura turned too quickly and collided with her Pa who wasn\rquote t paying attention and toting a fresh pail of milk.  The two giggled and then Laura hugged her Pa.\par
\page\tab The hug lingered and Charles returned it.\par
\tab Laura was at the right height\emdash she was a bit under tall for her age, half a head shorter than other classmates her age.  Charles nicknamed her \ldblquote half pint\rdblquote\emdash but he and only he was allowed to call her that.\par
\tab At length, Laura found her Pa had a hard-on.  Her mind flashed to Mary sucking on Albert\rquote s prong.  Her pussy tingled and she nuzzled the bulging bone finally unleashing it to have it in her smallish hands.  Pa did nothing to stop her although he had tried to at first\emdash but he didn\rquote t try very hard.\par
\tab Once the hot member was out, Laura admired it, examined it, smiled at it.  She kissed the head, wrapped her little fingers about it then gave it a little stroke.  Her Pa stood in some personally agony\emdash wrestling with Right & Wrong, Good Feelings/Bad Feelings, Morally Right/Immorally Good.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Laura\rquote s mouth was down on his cock\'85\par
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\tab Albert hustled to fetch the milk that his Pa was supposed to be bringing in; \ldblquote I don\rquote t know what\rquote s taking so long.\rdblquote  complained his Ma.  Albert didn\rquote t either but had a bad feeling.  Had they been found out, did Pa find the \ldblquote guest\rdblquote  in their dungeon?\par
\tab Mary fussed about the kitchen helping prepare the morning meal, but without the milk and eggs there was a bit of a hold up.  Exasperated, Ma began to go find out what hold up was when Mary intervened and said she would go.\par
\tab Albert went out the back door, Mary out the front door.  Both hustled quickly to the barn where peeking thru some well placed positioned knot holes that saw Laura on her knees sucking off their Pa.\par
\tab Mary was relieved.\par
\tab Albert was, too; he had his cock out within seconds\emdash it was hard and he thrusted it into his hand humping hard.  Mary\rquote s attention was diverted and thought they were outside in the very open and should their Ma come out to see what more of a hold up there was for breakfast, Mary took care of Albert ONE MORE TIME!\par
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\tab The innocence of sheep\par
\tab 2 Samuel 24:17 And David spake unto the LORD when he saw the angel that smote the people, and said, \ldblquote Lo, I have sinned, and I have done wickedly: but these sheep, what have they done?  Let thine hand, I pray thee, be against me, and against my father's house.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Preacher\rquote s sermon struck a nerve, didn\rquote t it?\par
\page\tab The Nedmacky\rquote s were uncustomarily late for church but they made it just as folk were being seated.  Usually there was time for socializing and so forth, greeting the Preacher and so forth\emdash that would have to wait until afterwards.  Caroline was a little peeved at her family for making them tardy.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re not late,\rdblquote  Charles tried to convince his wife, \ldblquote we haven\rquote t missed the sermon.\rdblquote\par
\tab It did little to appease his wife who sat with hands folded staring straight ahead.  Charles let it go, he had gotten a hummer in the barn from his twelve year old daughter\emdash nothing could overshadow that!\par
\tab Of course, the subject of \ldblquote sheep\rdblquote  from the mouth of their Preacher kinda soured Charles\rquote  outlook on what he was submitting to with Laura.  All thru the service, the song\emdash\ldblquote bringing in the sheaves\rdblquote , the sermon; \ldblquote He Knows What You Are Doing!\rdblquote  all rocked Charles to the core.  \par
\tab Of course, the service was disrupted with the sudden bursting in of Harriet and Nells crying that Nellie was missing.  Church was dismissed and everyone capable was seeking the missing girl.  The Nedmacky children helped out but by noon and no sign of Nellie the town reassembled at the church for a 2-hour prayer fest.\par
\tab Harriet Olson had gone home to lay down as many of the community surmised the girl had been abducted by rogue Indians prompting Nells and another to mount up and go for help in nearby Mankato (the next largest town with a sheriff and posse.)\par
\tab The remaining townsfolk lingered in small groups suggesting Nellie was possibly up to something\emdash she was always pulling tricks to get her way so it was supposed this was another form of it.  Some thought she may have fallen prey to a predator, the two-legged kind.  Others thought she may have fallen into a well or an unknown mine.\par
\tab After a time, Laura and Albert found themselves at the back of the parsonage, the church\rquote s house for the Preacher, Reverend Alvin Alden.  He was a nice man, up in age with a little snow for hair; jovial, friendly, and \ldblquote in the business\rdblquote  some thirty years.  Albert was worried about Nellie and what they had done.\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe we\rquote ve come too far.\rdblquote  Albert suggested.\par
\tab Laura wasn\rquote t sure but she was sure that she didn\rquote t want to confess.\par
\tab Albert did.\par
\tab Mary had gone back to the farm with their Pa.  The look on her face was hard to read but Laura knew her sister, she was worried and close to the brink of telling their Pa what was in the cellar other than jars of peaches and pickles.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote If we tell,\rdblquote  said Albert whining, \ldblquote maybe it wont be so bad.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No way, we\rquote ll be in trouble for the rest of our lives!\rdblquote\par
\tab Albert sighed, \ldblquote So whattya gonna do about her, we cant keep her there.\rdblquote\par
\tab None of the Nedmacky children had thought of the consequences or what to do with Nellie after they had had their fun.  Mary\rquote s earlier notion of dragging Nellie close to town and dumping her there, leaving her there for someone to find was pretty good to dwell thoughts on\emdash but it was a lot of work and would take all of them.\par
\tab Interrupting her thoughts was a sound.  Close by.  Distracted, Laura and Albert stole around the parsonage finding a dirty window pane allowing them privy information on what was going on inside a back room.  The good Reverend Alden had a small boy across his lap, spanking him.\par
\tab Oh!\par
\tab The boy, eleven year old James Dickerson, had his trousers down and no underclothing; the Rev. landed smack after smack to the boy\rquote s bared bottom\emdash pausing now and then to squeezing the reddening flesh before landing more swats.\par
\tab At length the boy was stood up and while he caressed his burning bum and sniveled\emdash the good Rev. fondled (by tugging) James\rquote  schlong.  The fondling progressed to serious tugging encompassing the lad\rquote s testicles.  When the pud was at last \ldblquote hard\rdblquote , the good-good Rev. \ldblquote went down on it.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Laura and Albert were shocked, awed, dismayed, and everything along that route.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa, shit!\rdblquote  exclaimed Laura.\par
\tab Albert nodded.  \ldblquote Double whoa shit.\rdblquote\par
\tab They never would have believed it\emdash not the good Reverend Alden!\par
\tab Laura sat down on the ground, shoulders against the wall in total disbelief, her world rocked to the core so to speak.  The Reverend!  It was just unbelievable.  \par
\tab Albert remained peeking watching as after the Rev. sucked on James\rquote  schlong he himself stood and dished out his own.  It was long, hard, and James was pushed down to his knees by the Rev.  As Albert continued to watch\emdash he couldn\rquote t help and want even aware of it but pulled out his own.\par
\tab Since it was there\emdash in Laura\rquote s face, she took it and stroked it, then like she rolled her lips over it and sucked it.  She liked sucking Albert\rquote s cock but loved sucking her Pa\rquote s dick more.  And even though she WAS sucking her brother\rquote s pud, she could still taste her Pa\rquote s cock.\par
\tab Her pussy quivered and was soaking her underclothing\emdash along with sucking Pa\rquote s dick she loved having it fill her young snatch.  Her Pa\rquote s thrustings were fantastic!  She loved his massive fuck stick slamming into her cunt\emdash she loved being filled from behind, even spanked!  But mostly, she loved sucking his cock and getting his special love cream spewed all over her face.\par
\tab Albert began to pump into Laura\rquote s mouth\emdash in the parsonage the Rev. Alden sodomized James Dickerson.  Albert\rquote s cock swelled inside Laura\rquote s mouth and soon began to jut liquid love.  Laura gobbled the impressive dick, choking only a little\emdash gagging a little as her still intact tonsils were getting pounded and then squirted on.\par
\tab James Dickerson got well fucked and then spanked by the Reverend\rquote s Bible!  Thereafter the two left the room and Albert fully unloaded his brotherly love and dismissed what he had seen and returned to the love of his sister.\par
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\tab Once arriving at the family farm and Charles checked all around, Mary made for the privy.  She wanted to go into the barn\rquote s cellar and check on her captive but made for the house to change out of her Sunday dress before it got dirty and her Ma got mad.\par
\tab She found her Pa naked in his room changing clothes, too.\par
\tab It was an awkward moment\emdash Mary\rquote s eyes were focused right on her Pa\rquote s schlong.  For some reason, he had a stiffy.  Charles was caught off guard\emdash who he was thinking off wasn\rquote t recorded but he surely had someone on his mind.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mary!\rdblquote  Charles said being highly embarrassed.  But being highly embarrassed he turned to face her.\par
\tab Mary\rquote s eyes bulged\emdash and were still directly solely at her Pa\rquote s throbbing thruster.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mary, I\rquote m sorry!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s ok, Pa,\rdblquote  Mary said trembling, shuddering, and getting wet between her legs, \ldblquote I like it.\rdblquote\par
\tab The words were out of her mouth before she could stop herself.\par
\tab Charles was caught off guard even more so.  He didn\rquote t know what to do.  He knew what he was supposed to do\emdash shut the damn door and get dressed and go look for Nellie.  But what he did do was stand there, naked, with a boner aimed at his fourteen year old daughter.\par
\page\tab Casually did Mary rub her butt\emdash partly thinking of the spankings she had received as well as rammed in the ass.  Her young body tingled and shuddered and somehow\emdash somehow she was stepping up closer to where her Pa stood.  \par
\tab Charles didn\rquote t move.  He couldn\rquote t.  He tried\emdash he wanted to (but then again, he didn\rquote t.)  He stood his ground and watched his timid teenage daughter approach him.  His balls surged and he wondered what she had on her mind?\par
\tab It felt like there were twenty pound rocks in her dress shoes or she was sloughing her way thru tar but somehow she made it across from the breakfast and every other meal table to where he naked Pa and his amazing cock stood.  Once there, Mary\rquote s attention was fully focused on his jutting appendage.\par
\tab\lquote No, Mary!  No!\rquote  Charles thought strongly; but his words never made it to his mouth.  Mary reached out and took holt of his manhood and once that was done\emdash there was no stopping.\par
\tab Glenn Nedmacky understood that\emdash once caressing a bare ass of one of his children, like Rachel and then Lucy in the beginning\emdash there was no going back and no stopping.  Regardless if they were willing, they were children and he was a man, their Daddy, their Pa, and he knew Right from Wrong.\par
\tab But did that say of Jessica?  Jessica was near the age of being a bonefied woman.  She was a willing participant in bringing him sexual gratification and there was no denying that he liked it\emdash no, enjoyed it!  Doing the naughty with Lucy was equally enjoyable and there were lingering thoughts in his head about doing likewise to Rachel!  Already he had spilled his seed upon her person (while she slept.)  \par
\tab Torrid thoughts ran amok in his mind\emdash he felt the heat, heard the pesky flies, and could smell the timbers of the Nedmacky prairie homestead.  In his mind he saw distant relative Charles Nedmacky \ldblquote putting it to\rdblquote  the lovely Mary\emdash on his desk there was his naked teenage daughter thrashing all about as she was enjoying to the max her Daddy\rquote s love tool.\par
\tab Glenn Nedmacky enjoyed it, too.  The sensations sensationally sensed him to the brink of orgasmic bliss like never before and he rocketed hotly into the realm of pure pleasure.  He could feel the juts of his juices squirting thru his cock\emdash he was no longer in control of himself and once more he was dashing his moral fibers to bits.\par
\tab But he didn\rquote t care.  All that mattered was to cum.\par
\page\tab After cumming, after pulling out he was fully aware of what he had done.  He felt remorse and that downplayed some of his pleasure.  Mary lay on the desk friggin\rquote  her fuck box and recovering.  Then she slipped off the desk and made for the shower.  She paused at the door catching her Daddy\rquote s gaze; smiling, she wiggled a finger \ldblquote come hither unto me\rdblquote  and not reluctantly he did so.\par
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\ldblquote come hither into me\rdblquote\par
\tab the sheep are banged\par
\tab Mary\rquote s arms clung to him like a death hold; she shuddered uncontrollably as shivers of orgasms bursted thru her young body repeatedly.  Hardly could the girl endure the incredible feelings\emdash she had had sexual orgasms that were lasting before but none had ever made cum and cum again\emdash and then again.\par
\tab Putting to his wife was good\emdash putting it to his daughter Mary was even better!  His cock never felt so alive!  He was sure that he had cum but unlike with Caroline\emdash there was more.  An ovation!  It was staggering to beat all and Charles was no longer in control of himself.  His hips pumped, his cock thrusted even deeper into his girl\rquote s pussy, his cumming off continued long after the initial blast.\par
\tab Mary felt the cum squirting in her.  She shuddered as her Pa\rquote s mighty dong filled her and then some.  She had gotten good dicking from brother Albert and Nellie\rquote s beleaguered brother, Willie, but the dicking she got from her Pa\emdash God Almighty, damn!\par
\tab Finally there was no more\emdash Mary was exhausted and lay swathed in a layer of sheen sex sweat on the bed.  She breathed hard and felt absolutely useless.  Her cunt tingled and she wanted to get it again if only to quell the tingling.  \par
\tab Charles lay with his child for a moment, his cum soiling the bed and that would have to be taken care of\emdash he figured he was safe from his doings as he had the buggy and Caroline was still in town with the townsfolk and wouldn\rquote t like to walk the mile home in dress shoes.\par
\tab Slowly Charles got up watching his naked child drift to sleep.  Once more he felt ashamed at what he had done\emdash then he felt icky and stinky.  Ever so slowly he crept out of the sanctity of his bedroom and out of the house to the barn to wash up.\par
\tab What awoke Mary she didn\rquote t know\emdash but it was only minutes after her Pa had left.  A startle followed by confusion.  She sat up blinking her eyes and felt the need to pee.  Badly.  She felt sticky and icky all over\emdash and her cunny still tingled, too.\par
\page\tab Being bold and brave she darted to the privy to do business.  As she sat pissing up a storm and fingering her still tingling cunt, she saw thru the knothole of the outhouse the barn door open.\par
\tab\ldblquote SHIT!\rdblquote  she bitched.  It was only obvious that her Pa had gone to the barn to wash up.  Mary fled, naked, down the hill nearly tripping and falling racing to the barn.\par
\tab No Pa.  No Pa was at the washtub although the was a wet washcloth on the ground and soap suds in the water.  With her heart beating near out of her chest Mary flew to the cellar trap door finding it up (open.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit!\rdblquote  Nakedly she made her way down finding a lantern lit on a nearby barrel and another at the partition wall.  \ldblquote Fuck.\rdblquote\par
\tab Nellie was making a lot of noise, crying and carrying on so behind the partition.  Slowly she stepped up to the partition and the open askew door.  Her Pa stood there, naked, wet, cum dripping from his cock (but his cock was no longer hard.)\par
\tab Nellie lay in a mess, dirt and grime covered her body; her wrists and ankles were rubbed raw by the ropes binding them; the gag in her mouth had worked itself out and she was bleeding from the corners of her mouth.\par
\tab Before her Pa could say \ldblquote WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?\rdblquote  Mary shushed him with her fingers to her lips.  She nodded for him to come outside hopefully out of hearing range of the distraught Nellie.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to tell me what the hell is going on?\rdblquote  \par
\tab Mary sighed, \ldblquote We thought we would--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary nodded, \ldblquote Albert and Laura, too; we thought we would just teach her a lesson\emdash and it got sort of carried away.\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles was livid and beside himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Half the fucking town is looking for her!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I know, Pa, I know.\rdblquote  She shook her head, \ldblquote Albert was just going to do stuff to her, me and Laura, too--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Then what?\rdblquote  her Pa asked out of his mind with what his children had done.\par
\tab\ldblquote We were going to take her back to town and make it look like the Indians had done her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles paused.  My God!  They had thought it thru!\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on, Pa, she deserves it.\rdblquote  Mary tried tactful explanation.\par
\tab Charles stared at her in disbelief, \ldblquote She deserves it!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary told him what Nellie had done and had been doing.  It still didn\rquote t soothe him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you think what would happen if you got caught?  If anybody found out?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No,\rdblquote  Mary said honestly, \ldblquote not really.  We just wanted to teach her a lesson.\rdblquote   Some lesson.\par
\tab Charles walked around the outer area of the cellar shaking his head trying to rationalize the rationality of his childrens\rquote  doing.\par
\tab\ldblquote We have to take her back,\rdblquote  Charles said definitely, \ldblquote we have to get her back!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I know, Pa, I know,\rdblquote  but (but?) but first--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote But first what?\rdblquote  Charles said totally lambasted by his child.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re not thru with her yet.\rdblquote  Mary said defiantly.\par
\tab Charles stopped dead in his tracks, \ldblquote Not thru with her yet?\rdblquote  then, \par
\tab\ldblquote What else are you going to do?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  Mary said trying to soothe her freaked out Pa, \ldblquote Albert hasn\rquote t yet--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hasn\rquote t yet\emdash what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary sighed deeply, \ldblquote He hasn\rquote t gotten a chance to,\rdblquote  Mary shrugged her shoulders to her Pa trying to convey to him the unsaid, \ldblquote you know, DO her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles took a moment to realize what Mary was trying to say without saying it.  \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  he blurted as he made that realization.\par
\tab Mary stood breathing hard freaking out a little herself.  Although she figured her Ma and Laura and Albert wouldn\rquote t make the mile journey in their good clothes\emdash they might.\par
\tab\ldblquote Pa,\rdblquote  Mary said, \ldblquote don\rquote t you want to do her?\rdblquote  it was a try, a hope.\par
\tab Charles whirled around facing his naked child; his face was with fear, desperation, sweat, and continued disbelief.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on, Pa, lots of boys in town want to get at her, get back at her for the way she\rquote s treated them.\rdblquote  Including most men\'85\par
\tab Charles was startled.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve already done some stuff to her--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Some stuff?  What stuff?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, Albert has sort of already--\rdblquote  once more Mary tried conveying the unsaid.  Her Pa shook his head with hands running thru his thick dark hair.  \ldblquote I cant fucking believe this.\rdblquote  He said uncharacteristically.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know, Pa, I\rquote m sorry.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And you were never going to tell me?\rdblquote  he asked already knowing.\par
\tab Mary shook her head and began to feel a little embarrassed standing naked in the cellar.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote What else have you done?\rdblquote  \par
\tab Mary shrugged leaning against a crate, \ldblquote well,\rdblquote  her eyes bowed down to the dirt, \ldblquote I\rquote ve sat on her face.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You SAT on her face?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary nodded, almost smiled, \ldblquote and did something.\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles didn\rquote t ask\emdash he didn\rquote t want to know.\par
\tab\ldblquote Pa,\rdblquote  Mary said trying to convince him, \ldblquote she\rquote s a mean, nasty person and we just wanted to take her down.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You sat on her face?\rdblquote  Charles asked.  \par
\tab Mary detected a tone change in his voice and actions.  With a smile and a bit of bashfulness, \ldblquote Wanna see?\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles gave no indication one way or another but followed his naked daughter to where Nellie was.\par
\tab\ldblquote We have to keep quiet,\rdblquote  Mary whispered before entering, \ldblquote so she wont recognize us.\rdblquote  Furthering Charles\rquote  disbelief that the kidnapping of Nellie Olson had been thought out.\par
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\tab Rogue Indians had been spotted just north of Mankato.  A wagon train going to Oregon had been hit just days earlier; one wagon with family had made it out of the attack and were still pressing on\emdash but was found burned and the family slain.  The two young boys had been butchered, scalped; their Pa had been shot multiple times with flaming arrows; the teenage daughter had been stripped of her clothes and raped before her Ma who had been tied to one of the wheels of their wagon.\par
\tab Neither survived.\par
\tab When the news of the rogue Indians came to Harriet Olson, she fainted dead away.  Nells was out of his mind with grief and out with a small posse.  Most of the God-fearing menfolk of Walnut Grove had taken up arms to defend their town and gone out in widening their search for the missing Nellie.\par
\tab Laura and Albert were hard pressed to keep from racing home.  Their Ma, though, kept them at close hands scarcely allowing them even to venture to the privy!\par
\tab At length Laura and Albert did steal away finding young Willie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t worry too much about Nellie,\rdblquote  Laura offered, \ldblquote she\rquote s probably hiding out or something\emdash you know, to get her way into the play?\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie nodded, sounded reasonable.  But he was still worried.\par
\page\tab Laura looked to Albert, Albert didn\rquote t have any soothing words for their friend.  Kneeling down and licking his lips thoughtfully, though; he said, \ldblquote Well, she\rquote s awfully mean to you.\rdblquote  He wanted to say more but fumbled his words and they didn\rquote t make it out his mouth.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote  Willie said with a shrug and a sigh, \ldblquote but she\rquote s still my sister.\rdblquote  So he was supposed to care.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, just suppose she was just kidnapped, by someone in town or something, you know\emdash to teach her a lesson or something.\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie\rquote s eyes bulged, \ldblquote Do you know something?\rdblquote  he almost squeaked.\par
\tab Laura took a quick backtrack, \ldblquote No, just supposin\rquote  is all.\rdblquote\par
\tab Albert let out a \ldblquote whew!  That was close!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Look,\rdblquote  said Laura getting serious and holding Willie\rquote s hand, \ldblquote I don\rquote t think Nellie is in any danger; I think maybe she deserves what\rquote s happened to her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie looked curiously at Laura, \ldblquote Whattya mean?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, like Albert said, she\rquote s awfully mean to you.\rdblquote  The restatement had to sink in a little but Willie still looked forlorn.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s always getting you into trouble and you get punished.\rdblquote  Stated Laura.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s always teasing you--\rdblquote  Albert added in.\par
\tab\ldblquote And making you do stuff you don\rquote t want to do.\rdblquote  Laura amended.\par
\tab\ldblquote If she\rquote s been kidnapped,\rdblquote  Albert said squatting down before the sitting down discomforted Willie, \ldblquote it\rquote s for her own good.\rdblquote  One thing with Willie Olson, he was easily swayed, easily convinced, highly na\'efve.  He\rquote d believe anything.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think someone\rquote s just taken her off somewhere, spanking her and stuff like that.\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie gouged the heel of his hand to his crotch.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote d like to spank her, wouldn\rquote t you?\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie had to think about it\emdash taking all of ten seconds, \ldblquote Yeah!\rdblquote  he answered brightening up some.\par
\tab\ldblquote Spank her bare butt HARD!\rdblquote  Laura added.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah!\rdblquote  young Willie said seeing his sister\rquote s bare ass before him.\par
\tab Laura and Albert exchanged looks to one another.  Albert was against Laura\rquote s plan\emdash take young Albert to his sister and let him have a go at her.  But Laura was all for it.\par
\tab Laura put her hand on Willie\rquote s hand sneaking her fingers down to find he was with a boner.  His thoughts were on his sister\rquote s bare ass.  While Laura manipulated his growing boyhood, Albert manipulated his mind with suggestions about mistreating Nellie\rquote s ass.\par
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\tab Nellie thrashed wildly with eyes bulging as into her sex a more powerful cock there was invading.  The thrusts were deliberate and incredible sending the poor hapless girl into a tizzy.  The blindfold that had been about her eyes had worked itself down but she still couldn\rquote t tell who was thrusting her.\par
\tab Charles was \ldblquote thrusting\rdblquote  her\emdash and how!  Determinately, too!  Though she didn\rquote t deserve the mistreatment\emdash she did deserve the mistreatment.  Quite a quandary, one solved only by submitting to one or the other extreme.  It was Mary who initiated the treatment to her captive; already it had been learned that Mary had squatted onto Nellie\rquote s face\emdash and PEED there.  Albert had fucked her; Laura had stood straddling her to pee on her face.  Not much else had they had time for.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Laura wants to spank her\emdash hard.\rdblquote  Mary said in whispers to her Pa.\par
\tab Charles would like to get in on that\emdash he doubted that Nellie\rquote s Pa got the chance to discipline his children whatsoever.  Harriet was to blame, she spoiled the children and especially Nellie.\par
\tab After Mary had tantalized her Pa\rquote s by her handiwork he somehow found himself maneuvering into position on kidnapped Nellie Olson.  Albert had tied her legs open to keep her from thrashing about so while he got positioned between her legs.  Charles couldn\rquote t believe what had happened and like his children, couldn\rquote t see an end.\par
\tab So, be that as it may, he focused on Nellie\rquote s cunt and went to it.\par
\tab There was not sufficient lighting illuminating the dank dark room, just the lantern from beyond the partition on a barrel right close to the one entrance.  Charles took some time gliding his manhood up and down Nellie\rquote s crevice increasing his sexual appetite and submitting to the almighty power of the dark side.\par
\tab Nellie\rquote s eyes bulged and she seethed thru the gag in her mouth as the invasion began.  Charles wasted little time on foreplay, a few glides up and down the girl\rquote s pussy, a poke, a grind and then fuck it, he was in.  Nellie had a snug pussy despite her brother and Albert taking their turns humping it.  Charles took his time but felt himself cumming straightaway.\par
\tab Nellie was already partially broken but still fumed at the newest assault.  Charles teetered on Right and Wrong; he felt sorry for the bitch but then realized how much of a bitch she was.  She ALWAYS got her way and made it rough for everyone else OR ruined something for everyone else.  Her time had come.\par
\page\tab When Nellie\rquote s rantings became too much, Laura was there to tweak the girl\rquote s nipples HARD as well as twist her ears.  Charles slammed his cock into the fourteen year old\rquote s pussy still balancing between Caring and Not Caring, the Right and Wrong ethic and Morality.  \par
\tab The impressive feelings stemming from his cock overpowered the Good, the Right, the Care and especially the Morality issue.  Fuck it!  His cock went into overdrive and began to hump with deliverance and perseverance.  All that mattered was to cum.\par
\tab At length and did Nellie settle down to be fucked.  Charles settled into a groove putting off the urge to cum wanting to make the illicit business to last as long as possible.  Naked Mary had her pussy right up against Nellie\rquote s head\emdash she locked eyes with her Pa and while the final moments of the immoral coupling came to be the two kissed and kissed passionately.\par
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\tab With Albert standing guard, Laura rode Willie.  Behind the livery stable in the hay with the aroma of horses and their poo scenting the air, Laura brought Willie into a new world of sex in all its wondrous depravity.\par
\tab Albert stood nonchalantly with his dick out masturbating\emdash occasionally getting a handjob from his sister and even a brief suck.  Mostly, though, he was too busy keeping watch\emdash neither Laura or Willie were naked but they would need fair warning should anyone come too close.\par
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\tab And speaking of cumming\'85\par
\tab It was the most fantastic sensation ever!  It even topped what he had done to Laura and Mary.  Cumming off into Nellie Olson\rquote s prime pussy was beyond the scope of mere words to describe such action.  It wasn\rquote t love, though; far from that.  His cock thrusted deeply into the girl, swelling more than ever and acting basically on its own.  \par
\tab He humped and humped, pulled out to grind against the girl\rquote s cunt, then slam back into her.  Nellie thrashed about managing to yell out thru her gag \ldblquote You fucking fucker!\rdblquote   She seethed and ranted lambasting whoever was raping her, \ldblquote My parents will bury you you fucking fucker!\rdblquote  she ranted.\par
\tab Mary giggled and had to keep mindful to keep quiet lest the hapless Nellie should recognize her.  And when Charles sat up stretching, arching his back as yet even more terrific feelings all sexual sensed his cock, Mary positioned herself onto Nellie\rquote s face and released the rest of her pee.\par
\tab She farted, too.\par
\tab Charles was beside him.  His bone was more than delighted and then the rest of his body and soul.  Nellie thrashed and Charles slapped her thigh forcefully slamming his bone into her while Mary tweaked the girl\rquote s nipples.\par
\page\tab On and on it went until finally Charles was given out and spent with great amounts of seminal fluid flushing Nellie\rquote s cunt.  When his cum squirter popped out, Mary went down on it, sucking it and getting the very last drop of his liquid love.\par
\tab Charles ran his hands over his daughter\rquote s naked backside\emdash her mouth work on his cock felt good but was hard pressed to get hard again.  He did, though, want to sink himself into her sex again (and again\emdash and again\emdash and again!)\par
\tab Mary sat up smacking her lips, grinning and blushing.\par
\tab Charles\rquote  mind was in total uproar, he didn\rquote t know what to do\emdash the situation was bizarre to say the least and had him off his guard.  Some unknown power pulled him to go up the struggling girl\rquote s body and plop his cock between her smallish teenage breasts.  Mary still tweaked the nipples and Charles found new life\emdash the mistreatment of Nellie O.\par
\tab While Mary held Nellie\rquote s head, Charles fed her his soiled cummy cock.  Nellie freaked even more and tried not to accept the foulish prong but had no choice\emdash when she refused she had her nipples tweaked and/or was smacked HARD on the thighs.\par
\tab This only led to Charles undoing the girl\rquote s legs and resecuring them back over her head.  Mary held them securely while her Pa lashed out at Nellie\rquote s ass\emdash over and over again turning the girl\rquote s butt region blaring red that Mary could see even in the dim light.\par
\tab When Nellie\rquote s ass was searing, Charles fucked it.  Fingering out the girl\rquote s asshole, jamming the handle of a nearby tool into the hole to ream it out, Charles worked the unfortunate girl until such a time as his cock was ready to replace the object.\par
\tab Nellie blew hot air into Mary\rquote s cunt and had managed to get the girl\rquote s legs behind her shoulders locking them and thusly securing the girl securely.  Charles seemed to no longer battle with the morality issue and rammed his manhood into the girl\rquote s ass and did so with a strong deliberance. \par
\tab The act of sodomy wasn\rquote t lasting and Charles pulled out in mere minutes.  There was a bit of cum and he unleashed it onto Nellie\rquote s cunt; some cum oozed out of her asshole.  Mary astonished her Pa by going down and licking up the cum from Nellie\rquote s pussy and asshole.\par
\tab Mary seemed unnaturally turned on, too; Charles noted his first born once more squatting on the very distressed Nellie and making faces.  At first glance and indication\emdash Mary was trying to far.  She wriggled her ass and hole right onto Nellie\rquote s squirming face and right onto her nose!\par
\page\tab\ldblquote You try any harder,\rdblquote  chortled Charles, \ldblquote and you\rquote ll do more than break wind!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary turned very bright red, grunted and nodded conveying \lquote that\rquote s what I\rquote m trying to do.\rquote\par
\tab But what she was trying to do wasn\rquote t happening so she gave up and gouged her hole onto Nellie\rquote s nose.  Nellie thrashed about so and Mary finally let her be as the girl broke down crying.\par
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\tab After retying Nellie\rquote s legs, splaying her knees out, too; resecuring her blindfold and gag, Charles and Mary left the girl.  They had to hurry back to town to fetch their family\emdash not before, of course, washing up and having a little more personal Father/Daughter time\'85\par
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\tab\ldblquote Somebody\rquote s coming!\rdblquote\par
\tab Of course\emdash just as Willie Olson was \ldblquote getting off.\rdblquote\par
\tab Albert ran block, going out to divert the intruder.  Willie got a grip on Laura\rquote s ass and she rode his cock like it had never been rode before.  The young boy had never had quite the orgasm, either.  He was mindless and easily susceptible to inquiry.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you could get away with spanking Nellie\emdash as hard and as long as you wanted (pause for dramatic effect) would you?\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie actually had to think about it then shrugged, \ldblquote I guess so.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Wouldn\rquote t you like to spank her\emdash hard!\rdblquote\par
\tab Willie nodded that he would.\par
\tab Albert returned panting out of breath, \ldblquote you\rquote d better come.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab\ldblquote I did.\rdblquote  Laura said smiling.\par
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\tab Four Rogue Indians had been caught and brought to Mankato, two others had been killed and one injured by a large posse.  There was no sign of the missing Nellie and the Indians claimed they had not taken care, they did not take prisoners as they were dead weight.\par
\tab A mob was growing and the fate of the Rogues was dim.\par
\tab Albert felt bad for them, they weren\rquote t responsible for the missing Nellie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, but,\rdblquote  Laura complained, \ldblquote they\rquote re responsible for everything else; that wagon train and a bunch of other stuff they\rquote ve never been caught for.\rdblquote\par
\tab It didn\rquote t help much but Albert shrugged.\par
\tab The kids bounded off to find their Ma who was already peeved looking for them.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know what\rquote s keeping your Pa.\rdblquote  Caroline said disgustedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go see.\rdblquote  said Albert brightening up.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You stay here!\rdblquote  his Ma bitched.  But it was getting late.\par
\tab Just then and there was Pa and Mary with the buggy.\par
\tab\ldblquote About time.\rdblquote  Caroline continued to be annoyed.\par
\tab The family returned to their home; Caroline wasn\rquote t in the mood to fix a lunch\emdash which by then was supper time.  Mary quietly made the evening meal while made their way to the barn\'85\par
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\tab The ticking of the clock annoyed him\emdash he could hear it from clear down in the front room!  He lay awake tossing this way and then that\emdash his cock ached and ached severely.  The Wife had been a little frisky and to appease her he had played along giving her what she wanted.  The lovemaking, however, did little for him.\par
\tab The clock on the nightstand blinked out the time of 2:30AM.\par
\tab 2:30AM  Glenn sighed, this wasn\rquote t going to work\emdash sleep.  Getting up slowly after tossing the blankets and almost getting up quickly, he left the bedroom and stole his way to the kitchen.  Leftovers might help.\par
\tab What a day.  Missed appointments, canceled appointments, forgotten appointments\emdash all for the sake of getting nookie.  Mary\rquote s nookie.  Not once, not twice\emdash three times.  But who\rquote s counting!?  On the desk, on his chair, in the shower\emdash fuck-fuck-fuckity fuck-fuck.  It felt too good to be denied.\par
\tab She was a vixen.  Pure and simple.  His cock ached (but it was a good ache.)  He had committed more sins than he could count.  Sex with his daughter was the biggie; sodomizing his daughter\emdash that was another biggie.  Getting off in her mouth; humping her breasts; spanking her for more than disciplinarian reasons; PEEING on her (in the shower); fingering her pussy and then lastly deeply and very-very passionately kissing her.  Passionately.\par
\tab Munching on leftover roast beef and slugging down some milk he was joined by Rachel.  The young girl was sleepy, yawning, tooting, and clad in her panties only.  Glenn shook his head, \lquote no, not again!\rquote\par
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