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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1515;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 8\par
Chapter Thirty\par
The Fuckers\par
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A little naughtiness spread around\par
\tab It was one thing to be taunted by fellow fellows, but to be taunted about his size by a girl?  That was going too far.  Larry couldn\rquote t help being tall, he just was.  And looking in the mirror, both at home and at school, revealed little resemblance to \ldblquote Frankenstein\rdblquote .\par
\tab At twelve years young, Larry Nordon was a head taller than his fellow sixth grade students; but he was far from being athletic\emdash very far.  He wasn\rquote t particularly outstanding in any school subject, either.  So there was nothing to save him from the taunts of his peers.\par
\tab Lisa Greely was the last straw.  On more than one occasion and did Larry make feeble attempt at seeing her goodie\emdash this while she wore typical short skirts and \ldblquote ran the bases\rdblquote  at baseball.  Larry often lay prone along the sides hoping to catch a glimpse of something interesting.  And sometimes he did!\par
\tab Finally one day (at school) the tauntings had come to head\emdash especially with Lisa G chiming in alluding to the fact that he DID resemble Frankenstein.  Enough!  It happened in an instant (but with provocation).\par
\tab What happened?\par
\tab Larry Nordon slapped Lisa Greely.\par
\tab It stunned the girl, her peers, Larry\rquote s peers.  Lisa firstly looked like she was going to cry\emdash then she got mad instead and slapped Larry back.  Larry returned defying the girl and decreeing that he would not be outdone.  The girl hauled back and slapped him again.\par
\tab Larry shoved the girl getting in another slap but before Lisa got retaliate\emdash\ldblquote TEACHERS!\rdblquote  screamed the crowd and many departed.\par
\tab Three teachers came jostling thru the throng grabbing firstly Larry then hearing on the wind that both he and Lisa were in a slap fit.  The two got a scolding but it was clear that it wasn\rquote t over\emdash both students wanted to rip into the other so the only alternative then was, of course, Principal\rquote s Office.\par
\tab Principal Kaska had his hands full and was busy with other misbehaving students so the second banana, Vice Principal Carol Hargrove stepped in. \par
\page\tab VP Hargrove was\emdash was\emdash was one of those people you either liked or didn\rquote t like.  She was tall, always well dressed, seldom wore slacks.  She was polished, regal, and from one of the New England states but no one knew which one.  She was not known to be a \ldblquote hardnose\rdblquote  but she was a disciplinarian forthright.  She didn\rquote t put up with students\rquote  shenanigans but then again there was a tolerance for some.\par
\tab There was NO tolerance for running in the hallways.\par
\tab No gum chewing tolerance.\par
\tab No lingering.\par
\tab No yelling-screaming.\par
\tab No name calling (in her presence.)\par
\tab No fighting, pushing, shoving, etc.\par
\tab When the misbehaving slappers were brought to her attention, she gave them a long hard stare.  Lisa Greely was still pissed; Larry Nordon\emdash not so much.  He knew his ass was grass.  After getting bawled out by the VP, and probably suspended\emdash his Dad would lay into him at home.  Life at home was already difficult enough as it was\emdash he didn\rquote t need any more.\par
\tab The Veep took the students into her private office noting that next door, Kaska\rquote s office window blinds were drawn and she could hear an occasional \ldblquote smack!\rdblquote  \ldblquote smack!\rdblquote  \ldblquote smack!\rdblquote .\par
\tab Carol gave the typical speech about fighting\emdash Larry protested about being name called and he was sorry for lashing out (but under his breath \ldblquote the bitch deserved it.\rdblquote )  Regardless, there was a zero tolerance for such actions\emdash warranted or not.\par
\tab Larry understood, Lisa so-so.\par
\tab What happened next was kind of a blur to Larry\emdash a blank to Lisa.\par
\tab It was Lisa who got it first\emdash a spanking.  VP Hargrove had a huge metal desk with a typical high back wooden chair.  The chair she pushed back from the desk and pulled Lisa to her laying her across her lap.  Larry stood behind watching in some disbelief and a lot in awe.  The disbelief and awe escalated when Lisa\rquote s short large square mixed color plaid skirt was pulled up over her waist to expose green tinted panties.\par
\tab Young Larry was about to explode.\par
\tab VP Hargrove ran her hand about the curve of Lisa\rquote s ass, then lightly smacked it.  Almost instantaneously did Larry cream his jeans.  More was to cum, however; another smack (a little harder than the first) then another smack; and then!  THEN VP Hargrove tugged down Lisa\rquote s panties!\par
\tab Whether or not the 6\super th\nosupersub  grader was protesting or not Larry didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  He couldn\rquote t help but massage himself with his eyes feasting strongly at Lisa Greely\rquote s bare burnt ass.\par
\page\tab Then,\par
\tab Larry himself was applying a spank.\par
\tab It was incredible.  More than incredible.  Words could not describe the incredible feeling of landing swats to Lisa Greely\rquote s bare ass.  Larry himself applied with his bare hand spank after spank to Lisa Greely\rquote s bare ass.  It was incredible!\par
\tab A few times had Larry spanked himself\emdash just because.  He was just beginning to find pleasure in tugging on his pisser.  Little girls, wee little girls had he seen naked\emdash\par
\tab\lquote and did you touch them?\rquote  a voice asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sort of.\rdblquote  Larry replied aloud.\par
\tab\lquote what did you do?  did you \ldblquote finger\rdblquote  the girl where she pees from?\rquote\par
\tab Larry nodded and found himself seriously gouging his cock with his free hand.  \par
\tab\lquote did you do anything else?\rquote\par
\tab Larry nodded that it was so.\par
\tab\lquote what did you do?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I put my dick against her.\rdblquote  he explained loosely.  The \ldblquote voice\rdblquote , however, wanted clarity.\par
\tab\lquote you put your dick against her\emdash mouth, pussy, ass?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote yes.\rdblquote  answering to all three places of interest.\par
\tab\lquote how old were you?  how old was the girl?  more than one girl?\rquote\par
\tab last month, babysitting family friend\rquote s three year old daughter.\par
\tab The cad!  He gave her a bath (and joined her!)\par
\tab\lquote did you penetrate?\rquote  the voice asked curiously.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  said Larry rather dejectedly.\par
\tab Then, \par
\tab As Larry-Frankenstein-Lurch stood with gaping eyes at Lisa Greely\rquote s bare ass\emdash his cock was being masterfully fondled (but not by his own hand!)  It felt good and he was told (by the voice) \lquote relax.\rquote  So Larry did.\par
\tab Soon and Larry was rubbing his dick against Lisa\rquote s ass.\par
\tab That felt good, too.  That felt better than tugging it, humping his bed, pillow, or Jennifer\rquote s three year old ass!  The feeling of incredibleness increased ten-fold.  Ten-fold!\par
\tab Soon and Larry\rquote s pants (and underwear) were at his ankles.  His throbbing hardness was not against Lisa Greely\rquote s ass but IN Lisa Greely\rquote s ass.  His young mind was a virtual blank\emdash he didn\rquote t recall undoing his pants and didn\rquote t seem to be bothered with the fact that he was in the Veep\rquote s office.  All that mattered was humping Lisa\rquote s ass for all it was worth\emdash whatever that meant.\par
\page\tab Larry did note that his clothes were at his ankles; he noted Lisa\rquote s super fine naked ass, her crack, her clenching asshole, and pussy with fine-super fine hairs covering.  His cock did ache and he was guided to hump Lisa\rquote s ass\emdash then guided (by a hand not of his own but that seemed to be ok) and soon his throbbing erection was going up and down Lisa\rquote s crack, poking her clenching poop chute, gliding against her smooth virgin pussy.\par
\tab The Voice continued invading and prying into Larry\rquote s young impressionable mind\emdash\lquote have you had sex, been spanked bare assed, seen sex happening (other than dogs hooking up), want to fuck girls in class?\rquote  and so on.\par
\tab Freely with no holding back Larry blurted out having sex with his friend, Vance Jones.  They were the same age and often hiked along the so-so river near their home; sneaking into the nearby museum just after it opened, skinny dipping in a dirt canal, and engaging in sodomy out in the woods.\par
\tab\lquote how many times?\rquote\par
\tab Larry paused and as his cock slid into the not so much struggling Lisa Greely answered, \ldblquote three times, counting Saturday.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote do you suck each other?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote  that was gross.\par
\tab They fondled one another and humped one another\emdash that was all.\par
\tab As Larry\rquote s cock made pleasurable entry into Lisa not quite that virginal asshole, hands other than his own came to his ass.  A swat, but not hard.  Then a caressing with an occasional swat.  As Larry increased his pumping action\emdash the mysterious hand grasped his swaying balls between his legs.  Larry\rquote s hands were on Lisa\rquote s hips and it just didn\rquote t seem to matter who was fondling him and whatever.\par
\tab The feeling of humping Lisa\rquote s ass was more (way more) better than humping his friend\rquote s ass.  Way more.  His hands roamed all over the girl\rquote s body and he went into that rapid dog act at the pivotal moment that was pure ecstasy.\par
\tab He strained and strained\emdash jutted gobs of cum and couldn\rquote t stop straining (or cumming) for several seconds after the initial orgasm.  It was the most fantastic thing ever!\par
\tab After pulling out he took his place across the Veep\rquote s lap\emdash his mind was still very numb and bombastically blitzed.  The feeling of having sex (albeit anal) reigned throughout his young body confounding him and enlightening him all one.\par
\tab Then he was being spanked\emdash but not by the \ldblquote mysterious hand!\rdblquote\par
\page\tab His Dad beat him.  He beat himself.  But being bare handed spanked on his bare ass by a girl!?  That was super-fucking-a-fantastic!  Well, it was.  Larry wriggled as the sting was a little much but still\emdash it was super-fucking-a-fantastic!\par
\tab Nextly, \par
\tab Larry stood and was for a time dumbfounded.  He stood blankly being unknown to whatever else went on about him.  Then there was Ms. Hargrove.  Befuddlement continued to reign in his young mind\emdash there was the image of Lisa filling his mind mostly\emdash but there, too, was Veep Hargrove.  It was very confusing.\par
\tab But then there was Lisa.\par
\tab Lisa lay naked on the desk, legs spread wide\emdash and there was her pussy!  All poor Larry could do was blink his eyes and stare.  Then someone was fondling his cock\emdash masturbating it!  Larry didn\rquote t care.  He stared and stared at the naked Lisa then found himself (or found his cock) gliding up and down Lisa\rquote s naked pussy!\par
\tab It was the most fantastic thing!\par
\tab But wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab Inasmuch as just gliding his prick up and down that incredible ass was fantastic\emdash actual penetration of said ass trumped that.  Once more his young mind just blanked out.  His cock slid into her sex and \ldblquote natural instinct\rdblquote  took over.  There was no choice BUT to pump!  There was such a feeling as never before had he experienced.  His cock\emdash his cock was in the serious throws of unknown thrills.  And there seemed to be increasing levels of \ldblquote thrills\rdblquote ; each level increased the thrill ride ten times more than the previous.\par
\tab Then there was the threshold.  That was a step that just confounded the young man; he shook, trembled, and tightened up all one with his eyes blinking excessively as suddenly there was a new sensation never before experienced.  It felt like one of those once in a life time pees.  Early in the morning, just after getting up, occasionally there was an extra build up of piss that took as much as two minutes to be relieved.  And every ounce of it felt fucking utterly fantastic!\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t pee, of course, but genuine boy cum.  And lots of it, too.\par
\tab Then as suddenly as the tremendous surge had swept over him it vanished.  There was a lingering sensation in his ass that tingled and his cock that did something else no words were yet invented to describe.  He felt like he had just take a huge crap and/or ripped a massive butt blast.  The relief was beyond expectations and he lay on the girl heaving greatly.\par
\page\tab Then nextly did he know was that Lisa was not Lisa heaving beneath him but the Veep!  It was the strangest thing!  In his impressionable mind he heard a voice but his confusion at that point was too upheaving to make much sense of it.  He saw in his mind himself standing naked, his clothes at his ankles, his shirt off.  He saw in his mind, Lisa Greely laying nakedly on the great metal desk.  He saw (in his mind) VP Hargrove gliding his cock up and down the girl\rquote s cunt (that he had just fucked and then some!)\par
\tab Then\emdash then he saw what was improbable Hargrove sucking his cock!\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t possible.  It couldn\rquote t be.  It had to be a dream.  Yeah, that was it\emdash a dream.  A fantasy.  Long had he wanted to see Lisa\rquote s panties; long had he wanted to see Lisa naked.  Even longer to have sex with her.\par
\tab The Veep seemed to engulf his cock, sucking it\emdash sucking it\emdash sucking it then she went to licking on Lisa\rquote s cunt!  That was even more improbable.  Larry had no choice but settle with the simple fact that he was dreaming.  But what a dream!  The visions in his mind were mind boggling to be sure\emdash but so what!?  It was the most fantastic thing\emdash ever!\par
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The Bitches get bitched\par
\tab Whattya do when a pretty girl asks you to help her out with a special cause?  You oblige her, of course, \lquote specailly when that girl is Mandy Vanderbam and she can suck the chrome off a \rquote 56 Chevy!  Toby \ldblquote Cowboy\rdblquote  Charles was only too happy to oblige\emdash and he had a little something to aid them, too!\par
\tab Earlier\emdash\par
\tab\lquote stop\rquote ; \lquote turn left\rquote ; \lquote walk\rquote\par
\tab Stacie Shane, thirteen (looked twelve/sounded ten) stopped; turned left, then \ldblquote walked\rdblquote  out to the large open courtyard of the little redneck church by the river.  The slight breeze whipped her pretty blond hair; for thirteen, the girl had a smallish body, small breasts, small butt, small.  Services at the church were already \ldblquote in progress\rdblquote ; there were a few peoples (adults and children) about lingering and milling.\par
\tab Not too tight jeans, a partial sleeved top, and a fantastic little body got the attention from Toby; he had long seen her as a possible regardless of the girl being three years younger than himself.  That part didn\rquote t matter\emdash not to him.  The two didn\rquote t know each other, but he had somewhat kept tabs on the Target and vowed to that someday\emdash someday he would have her in the cab of his truck (or somewhere more secure).\par
\page\tab The little nifty gadget Toby had was unique; small, compact, with an airline pilot\rquote s microphone that though at first appearances would seem conspicuous\emdash it fit in with the trendy cell phones and their accessories anyways therefore rendering it INconspicuous.  \par
\pard\fi720 It wasn\rquote t perfect by no means and was seriously underpowered and its nifty little enhancements paled in comparison to the larger mind altering devices.  But it worked, one Subject/Target at a time.  It made Toby nervous, though, as he learned that other minding gadgets had the abilities to wipe a Subject\rquote s mind of what had happened.  It gave cause to worry for Toby just how far he could get with what he had.\par
\pard  \tab\lquote stop\rquote ; \lquote turn right\rquote ; \lquote go forward\rquote\par
\tab Slowly-slowly keeping within a certain distance and trying to look like he wasn\rquote t \ldblquote following\rdblquote  the girl, being mindful of other peoples\emdash especially adults, and then the prying electronic eyes of roof mounted video cameras, he guided the Subject Stacie Shane out to the overflow parking lot and then down between the rows of cars to his pickup that was parked on the other side of a large family van.\par
\tab His pickup was the last vehicle on that row, there was space enough for vehicles to pass, then there was the chainlink fence and a crappy brush field space beyond.  It still wasn\rquote t as secure as Toby would like but he didn\rquote t have much choice.\par
\tab Slowly trying not to run, Toby made his way walking not up thru the middle of the cars like Stacie had gone but around the back-ends of the cars he came to his truck where the Subject stood\emdash waiting mindlessly.  Toby had to stand in awe that the girl did as she was told.  Mind control\emdash wow!\par
\tab Opening the door and wishing that he had a camper shell he maneuvered the hapless girl onto the bench seat that needed repair\emdash or replacement.  His hands brushed against her supple breasts and his cock surged to instant erection status.  The girl was so damn pretty!  Gently laying her down his eyes went from her breasts to her crotch.\par
\tab That was one hell of a great looking crotch.\par
\tab Slowly he began rubbing the area\emdash the whole area, squeezing the crotch where her pussy was then just all over until he couldn\rquote t stand it and undone her pants.  Tentatively he listened with strained ears for sounds of a car leaving services early\emdash there was no roaming security.  There had been, but he was caught drunk and fired.  The other security dude was caught masturbating with porn and panties in his possession\'85\par
\page\tab It was like Christmas\emdash with her not too tight pants undone, Toby slowly-very slowly peeled the garment flaps open grinning big as bright yellow panties were revealed to him.\par
\tab Hot damn!\par
\tab There was no stopping thereafter; down came the pants clear to her ankles, the legs were parted and Toby \ldblquote Cowboy\rdblquote  Charles \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her, eating her out thru her panties.\par
\tab The sound of someone distracted him but looking up and he saw no one close.  His cock was so hard he had to free it.  His cock was so hard he had to do more\emdash like get on top of the girl.  It was one of those \ldblquote you just have tos.\rdblquote   And so he did.\par
\tab  Grinding against the girl was one thing; mastering more than that was a little more difficult.  Broad daylight, church services in progress, a hapless girl partially unclothed and his long legs sticking out the passenger side\'85\par
\tab His mind was not his own\emdash too confounded with an overload of pleasures coupled with how wrong it was along with the possibility of getting caught.  That would seriously suck.\par
\tab And speaking of sucking\'85\par
\tab Pushing up Stacie\rquote s top he got to those dynamic teenage ta-tas.  Soft, supple, palmsized, perfectly shaped and the object of Toby\rquote s attention.  He suckled on the marvelous globes; pulling her panties at the crotch to one side he mastered sliding his cock into her sex and getting down to the business of fucking.\par
\tab There was almost an instantaneous orgasm.  The intensity was so overpowering that just after a few pumps he said \ldblquote fuck it\rdblquote  and worked the girl\rquote s panties off, opened her legs, and jammed his schlong back into her and enjoyed minutes of beautiful sex.\par
\tab He was cumming.  He couldn\rquote t stop cumming.  Toby\rquote s cock slid with some effort into Stacie\rquote s cunt; the feeling of tingling was solely concentrated in the head of his pud\emdash pulling all the way out was not an option.  The feeling diminished dramatically when the head came to almost being out of the girl\rquote s poon.  Jamming it back in increased the level of pleasure and that was what fucking was all about.  The pleasure was increased off the scale when orgasm was imminent.\par
\tab There was nothing to do but to fuck and fuck hard.\par
\tab Squirts of cum could be felt and it was like nothing else on earth!\par
\tab\ldblquote OH YEAH!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  He humped faster and faster as squirts of his liquid love blasted hot into Stacie\rquote s quim.   There was some passion\emdash some.  All that really mattered, though, was to cum.  \par
\page  \tab The \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote  of that cumming was fleeting at best.  A couple of more thrusts; a bit more love juts and it was over.  Toby was exhausted but laying on the girl re-sucking on her titties soothed him.  His hands went up and down her body, squeezing her ass and slobbered on titties.\par
\tab He wanted to fuck her in the ass and had a decent hard hard-on to do so but there was no time.  He loved on the girl a bit more then using her own panties wiped her pussy clean and his own cock.  Then he stuffed the undies into his pocket before redressing the girl and returning her to the flock.\par
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\tab The little EMAD was great an\rquote  all, but it didn\rquote t have lasting power.  Toby Charles had no idea of knowing how to replace the battery.  The little minding device had gotten little use and Toby was ticked that he didn\rquote t get to use it more\emdash but the few times that he DID get to use?  WOW!  And Stacie was only one of those WOWs.\par
\tab Another WOW only sealed his fate as being a scum sucking sonofabitch.  With the EMAD out of power he acquired another gizmo that was similar but then again not so much.  The first EMAD had the ability to capture a Subject\rquote s mind and manipulate it.  The newly acquired mind controller had one simple function\emdash stun.  The amount of \ldblquote stun\rdblquote  depended on the intensity of the Flash.  A brilliant bright light there was from the new gizmo lasting no more than half a second (or less.)  It was enough to stun a mind and had some levels of intensity to stun the mind from 1 minute to as many as twenty minutes.\par
\tab The new gizmo was a pen-like device with the \ldblquote flash\rdblquote  at the tip where the \ldblquote clicker\rdblquote  dispensing the ball point at the other end supposed to be.  With the newly acquired Flash pen EMAD he promptly broke it in on a girlfriend.  Dawn Addenhart was the girlfriend.  She was one of those so-so girlfriend, not committed but not straying to other boys, either.\par
\tab Getting Dawn wasn\rquote t too difficult, but he wished he had more time than a lousy twenty minutes.  But he would take what he could get.  With Dawn, it was in her house in the kitchen.  The Flash pen quickly zapped her as soon as her Mom and brother had pulled out of the drive taking the brother to is soccer practice.  Time was precious and he could afford to waste much of it.\par
\tab As soon as the car zoomed away, Toby was all over the stunned girl.  Like with the EMAD he had used at church with Stacie, a friend of Dawn\rquote s, the Subject knew nothing.  Toby fondled the girl\rquote s breasts right off, then groped her all over getting her pants undone and down quickly.\par
\page\tab Time was of the essence, he didn\rquote t think he would really have time to screw her\emdash but maybe!  He wanted time to admire the girl, to savor the moment so to speak.  But there wasn\rquote t much time\emdash he had to get her naked, or partially so, fuck her, then redress her before she knew what had happened.\par
\tab Basic white panties with some odd design printed on them\emdash down to her ankles then it was a bit of clumsy getting her down to the terra cotta tiled floor.  He nearly dropped her, crashing into the country style breakfast table.  But on the floor she was.  There was no time to get after her titties, that would have to wait.  \par
\tab So much to do\emdash so little time.  His throbbing hard cock went nicely into her pussy\emdash it was a snug fit and once more he felt like he was shooting off right off.  He went all the way in, kissed on the girl, cupped her ass and pumped seriously hard for several minutes then released a nice blast of fresh hot teen cum.\par
\tab He had no choice but rest a full minute and then some after.  He spent that time continuing to cup her ass, kiss her, and fondle her breasts all the while his cock dwelled in her sweet filled to capacity with his cum cunt.  Like with Stacie, the desire to fuck her asshole was great\emdash but not practical.\par
\tab A handy washcloth cleaned her pussy and his cock.  After standing her up, dressing her, he stood back and initiated the Flash pen again and that released her mind.\par
\tab She knew nothing of what had happened to her; she felt a little dizzy and her pussy was a buzz, too.  To Toby\rquote s surprise\emdash Dawn\rquote s cunt was excited and took him to her bedroom where after slipping a condom onto his throbbing johnson, they had sex!  \par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Dawn asked as they were \ldblquote into it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Toby only gushed and made love to her.  She probably would be pissed if she knew the truth.  He wondered if his little gizmo would have that effect on other girls?  Or even women?  Hmmm\par
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Oh!  We are naughty!\par
\tab Leah Sitt was a nice girl, she was a tomboy and that was ok, too.  She was a friend, two years younger, and had potential.  Mostly, Toby just wanted to see her naked.  He got to see her in her bathing suit, a dress, a skirt, but mostly the girl was dressed out in jeans.  \par
\tab One day, he was with Leah at her house.  Not alone; there, too, was Dawn, Stacie, a girl named Claudia, another girl and Leah\rquote s little sister, Franny.  Toby Charles\rquote  interest was with Leah\emdash and Claudia, the other girl, and even the little sister!\par
\page\tab Leah wasn\rquote t an outstanding girl\emdash but she was a girl.  Lovely brown hair she wore usually in a thick healthy ponytail.  A star pitcher for her school\rquote s softball team; very popular with her social group; friendly and helpful at her school and church.  All Toby Charles wanted, though, was to see her naked, sucking his cock, bent over taking his cock to her ass, then laying down with her legs open.\par
\tab That\rquote s not much to ask for, is it?\par
\tab The thing with tight jeans, they were difficult to get undone when you aint the one wearing them (and even if you are.)  But he managed.  There was a quandary and enlightenment as when Flashing Leah\emdash he also Flash/Stunned little Franny.  \par
\tab It was a test; he wanted to know if multiples could be stunned or was it just a one-on-one.  Everyone else had gone to do something else leaving Leah and Franny alone\emdash with supreme horndog Toby.\par
\tab The desire to see Leah naked was great\emdash but, there was also a desire to see her little sister naked, too!  Toby didn\rquote t know what to think about that.  Just how much of a horndog was he?  He knew he didn\rquote t have much time so down came Leah\rquote s tight jeans.\par
\tab Purple panties greeted him.  Bikini style.  Toby had serious wood and was in marvel at how \ldblquote stunned\rdblquote  the girl was.  His heart was beating near out of his chest!  With trembling fingers he slid the purple panties down and got a nice look at the teen\rquote s cunt.  She had a nice layer of poon fur and Toby wondered if she were a virgin.\par
\tab A noise distracted him; he stood and stared at the front door\emdash then checked the patio door that was a double sliding door.  A minute\emdash two minutes then he was back to business.\par
\tab But time was precious and short.  He wished OH he wished the little Flash/Stun gizmo would grant him more time.  Checking his watch and there was no time\emdash no time to fuck.  So he did the next best time\emdash fondle-fondle!\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t as good as getting his dick wet in Leah\rquote s dick trench, but close counts.  He rubbed his powerful thrust monster all over Leah\rquote s cunt, gouged the trench, then held the girl to him copping a feel of her ass.\par
\tab With the last few minutes left\emdash\par
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\tab The plan was to have his way with Claudia, then every girl he knew, wanted to know, met, saw, etc.  The Flash/Stun device had limited time but he was making it work.  More time would be nice, but twenty minutes gave him just enough time to get the girl\rquote s pants down and his dick in her.\par
\page\tab The initial lust drive was to girls in his age group with some girls tempting his fancy who were a bit younger.  But like with Leah\rquote s sister, Franny\emdash how young was too young?  Toby had thought he had some morals.  But after getting Franny\rquote s pants down, then her panties, there were no morals in Toby Charles\emdash none.\par
\tab There had been no penetration to Franny Sitt, but there was a significant amount of rubbing, humping, fingering, and licking out of the seven year old\rquote s cunt.  \par
\tab Franny had been a cutey, and there were many girls her age, a little older, and even a little younger, who were \ldblquote cuteys.\rdblquote   It bothered Toby that he had no morals.  It bother Toby that he thought of EVERY girl of every age as a possible Subject to thrill his cock.\par
\tab And speaking of thrilling his cock\emdash\par
\tab The Flash/Stun gizmo wasn\rquote t necessary in subduing this one girl, Mandy Vanderbam.  She was willing.  Mandy V was more than willing.  She was conniving and very good at what she did to thrill him.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote I need you to do something for me.\rdblquote  she said after blowing his mind (and cock.)\tab\par
\tab\ldblquote Sure,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote anything.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy smiled.  \lquote gotcha.\rquote\par
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\tab A guy will do anything for a dame\emdash especially if she\rquote s got a grip on your dick!  Mandy V did.  Toby Charles didn\rquote t mind\emdash and didn\rquote t mind doubly so when Mandy supplied him with her want.  It was a little off the mark, not quite the norm; but he was willing to help the girl out and smiled to himself about the misdeed, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote They need a good fucking,\rdblquote  Mandy said, \ldblquote a spanking, whatever.\rdblquote\par
\tab Toby was awed at the girl\rquote s request; out and out kidnapping of some girls from her school; take them somewhere remote and fuck the shit out of them; include spanking, and go from there as he wished.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you really want to shame them, embarrass them,\rdblquote  Cowboy said offhandedly, \ldblquote why not video them, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy looked to her lover, \ldblquote Nice touch.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Bitches would never be the same\'85\par
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\tab To say the least, Mandy was impressed.  She wasn\rquote t alarmed, frightened, or anything of the like.  There wasn\rquote t even any concern about the mind altering device he had.  She trusted him.  Cowboy had no intention on using the Flash/Stun device on his \ldblquote girl\rdblquote\emdash she was willing!\par
\page\tab Tia Malden, Tricia Boltmeir, Nancy Juarez\emdash otherwise known as The Bitches sat dumbfoundedly in a high state of confusion.  And Tricia had pissed her pants!  Tia, the oldest by a few months, managed to shake off some of the confusion swamping her mind; her brown eyes came to rest on someone familiar.\par
\tab\ldblquote You?\rdblquote  it was a question requesting clarity.\par
\tab Mandy V stood with hands on hips, \ldblquote Yep, bitch, it\rquote s me!\rdblquote  she said with a broad smile.\par
\tab\ldblquote You sure this gonna be a good idea?\rdblquote  Toby asked on their way to the remote area outside of town (after acquiring The Bitches.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, you said it can wipe a mind afterwards.\rdblquote  Mandy stated.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, but it\rquote s not been acting right, I mean, it\rquote s low on power so I-I don\rquote t know how much of a job it will do against them.\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote them\rdblquote  were stuffed in the cab of the truck with one behind the seat, one on the seat between Toby and Mandy, and one scrunched up in the floorboard at Mandy\rquote s feet.  Cowboy\rquote s truck was not the neatest, far from it; stuffed with \ldblquote cowboy\rdblquote  crap, tools, old horse blankets, anything related to a horse and horse care and a little to truck care.  It smelled\emdash no, reeked of horsey.\par
\tab After the acquisition of The Bitches Cowboy maneuvered his late early \rquote 70 model American truck out Backroad Way to the flatland.  Old oilfields were all about, rolling hills, grazing range cattle, and miles and miles of nothing.\par
\tab Twenty-five miles later and there were huge rocks and boulders to dot the landscape, the rolling hills became small gullies and valleys with horses along with the moo-moos.  Live oak filled the scene and roads paved, gravel, and dirt went every which way.\par
\tab Cowboy\rquote s truck zoomed along on one of those gravely roads until it crossed a cow barrier in the road\emdash a short mile thereafter and the gravel turned to dirt.  Some five miles later and the truck came to a serene area somewhat in a valley surrounded by huge boulders and lots and lots of oaks.  The area was very far from prying eyes\emdash except for the cows.  No homes were anywhere near, there were no other roads, and not even any oil pumpers!\par
\tab Toby\rquote s concern was \ldblquote what if the girls recognize you?\rdblquote\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t, however, a concern of Mandy.  \ldblquote So the fuck what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh.  Maybe the Flash/Stun device could wipe their mind and maybe it couldn\rquote t.  Mandy didn\rquote t care.  \ldblquote Maybe we\rquote ll have to think of something else to do them.\rdblquote  she stated flatly.  Toby wasn\rquote t sure if he liked that statement or not.  \par
\page\tab From what he had learned further about the Flash device was finding the three little buttons on the shaft of the pen when it was activated.  When the Flash pen was activated\emdash the shaft extended with a very small square much like a \ldblquote window\rdblquote .  Below it were three little bitty buttons.  The buttons were Strength Indicators; the top button gave more Time to the Flash, each press of the button gave an additional FIVE minutes of mind stun up to 40 minutes therefore giving the total mind stun of a Subject sixty minutes (twenty minutes initially and then the extra.)\par
\tab The middle button was Suggestability; much like the more complex EMADs, the Flash Stun Device allowed \ldblquote suggestions\rdblquote  to be given to the Subject; like, \lquote you want to have sex\rquote   \lquote you want to suck cock\rquote   \lquote you want to eat pussy\rquote   \lquote you want to be as naughty as possible\rquote   \lquote you want to be a better person\rquote   \lquote you want to give of yourself\rquote   and so on.  \par
 \tab The smallest button vertical was the mind wiper.\par
\tab Toby didn\rquote t have a full command of those buttons and was leery of them.  The First button, however, that was a boon to his needs.  But like with the other mind stunner he had he worried about the FSD\rquote s battery.  The \ldblquote pen\rdblquote  was a little fatter than most pens, but in lines with professional pens big executives used, or presidents.  The pen, too, was a little longer; it had a clip\emdash which depressed activated the \ldblquote extra\rdblquote  enhancements; it did allow the user to write by twisting the barrel at the other end of the shaft.  But there had to be a battery compartment or something to charge those \ldblquote enhancements\rdblquote ?\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t, though, of Mandy\rquote s concern.\par
\tab The Bitches were dragged out from the truck\emdash they were dazed, a little ill, a little more stinky than they liked, and in great fear.  Their confusion for the moment kept them from immediately recognizing at least one of their captors.\par
\tab Tia Malden, though, was the first to realize Mandy was among them.\par
\tab Tricia fussed and became very embarrassed realizing that she had pissed her self.  Nancy looked around her new surroundings being in a high state of confusion.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, bitch,\rdblquote  Mandy said facing Tia, \ldblquote it\rquote s me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tia gulped then tried to wriggle out of her bindings; she, like the others, were bound hand and foot.  Wriggling got her no where except toppling over to her side where she began to cry.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re gunna have something more to cry about,\rdblquote  Mandy scoffed undoing her clothes, \ldblquote fucking bitch.\rdblquote\par
\tab Toby was\emdash confounded as he watched Mandy undress herself.  A look from the girl and he began undressing himself, too.\par
\page\tab Tia and Tricia stared in awe at the naked Cowboy, they had never seen a teenage boy naked. Their eyes were huge, mouths open, minds in overload.  \par
\tab Mandy smiled and went up to her naked beau and began stroking his cock.  Toby stood reeling in the expert manner of which he was pleased.  He had no idea what Mandy V had in store for the girls\emdash but he guessed it wasn\rquote t going to be pleasurable for them.\par
\tab After stroking Cowboy\rquote s cock\emdash she sucked it.\par
\tab Nancy Juarez finally came around and stared in utter amazement exclaiming \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote   Her companions had the same sentiment (but was it the fact that they were in the midst of a naked teenage boy or watching Mandy suck him off?)\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s first.\rdblquote  Mandy V said after a couple of intense minutes of sucking on Toby\rquote s cock.  Nancy J was the \ldblquote first\rdblquote .  The girl had no idea what was in store for her and tried to scramble away.  The Flash pen was used but only minisculy speaking\emdash just briefly, just enough to \ldblquote stun\rdblquote  the girl to keep her from being rambunctious.\par
\tab Tia and Tricia sat by the truck, hands tied behind them, feet tied to their hands, watching in utter sheer utter horror as their friend, Nancy, was pantsed.  Mandy firstly stepped up to the girl and slapped her face.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fucking bitch whore!\rdblquote  Mandy stated.  She was angry and it wasn\rquote t pretty\emdash she had yet to vent all of her anger (but was actually saving the most of that pent up anger for someone special.)\par
\tab The smell of wildflowers filled the sullen near Summer air; bugs and insects made their noises\emdash so did the meandering cattle.  Those meandering cattle also brought in the delightful smell of their manure.  Mixed together with the wildflowers, wild herbs\emdash the odor of cow crap made the remote area less \ldblquote serene.\rdblquote\par
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\tab With her pants and panties down\emdash Nancy J knew she was in trouble\emdash serious fucking trouble.  She cussed, wriggled, and demanded to be let go \ldblquote you better let me go, motherfucker!\rdblquote  she demanded.\par
\tab Toby admired the girl\rquote s bare ass, first\emdash then he smoothed his hand about the lovely cheeks, patting them and sneaking into the crack never minding all the fussing the girl did.  Off to one side stood the naked Mandy.  There was such a gleam in the girl\rquote s eyes; spooky and kooky.  It all spelled mischievous (and something more).\par
\page\tab Nancy wriggled and wriggled, grinding herself against the log she was lain against.  The girl wriggled more as her asshole was violated\emdash the violation did stop her wriggling and crying out.  Mandy stood by watching, giggling, farting, and fingering herself (the girl was getting off on watching someone else in torment.)\par
\tab Naked Toby found a strange feeling he had not had before\emdash or if he had he had not paid it any attention.  His first caught fish, first win at go-carting, first win at calf roping, first orgasm\emdash all those unique feelings found their way into his being exciting him.\par
\tab Partly on his own, partly directed by Mandy, Toby \ldblquote Cowboy\rdblquote  Charles began applying his hand to Nancy J\rquote s ass.  Nancy J freaked the fuck out.  Toby landed two-three more smacks before Mandy said, \ldblquote We need to find something more.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ok.\par
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\tab Toby\rquote s arsenal wasn\rquote t much to speak of; Mandy rifled thru what there was\emdash and Toby was awed even more.  Here he was, some remote area reeking of cow crap, NAKED, with three kidnapped girls, and a willing girl also naked!  It was mind boggling watching the naked wonder rummage thru his truck in search of something to spank Nancy Juarez with!\par
\tab Trucker\rquote s rope, hay bale hooks, bungee cords, broken fan belts, nuts and bolts, nails, various lengths of pipe\emdash some threaded, and other assorted items typically found in the bed of a cowboy\rquote s working work truck did Many V find interesting\emdash but amazingly passed on using them.  Well, most of them.  The fan belt she had seen used on a kid on her block by an irate parent; the kid\rquote s bare ass skin and legs were ripped and Mandy didn\rquote t want to go that far.\par
\tab So Cowboy Toby settled on simple hand-to-bare ass spanking.\par
\tab When Cowboy Toby\rquote s hand was stinging from the intense ass spanking he paused and with Mandy\rquote s help untied her ankles to get her pants and panties off.  Then, Nancy J\rquote s legs were pulled widely open and secured using some of the items from his truck.  Then, severe anal intrusion using not Toby\rquote s cock or even his finger\emdash but a small length of non-threaded pipe!\par
\tab The use of some petroleum jelly was used, too.\par
\tab Nancy freaked\emdash the other Bitches weren\rquote t pleased either.\par
\tab Nancy J\rquote s asshole was lubed up sufficiently with the jelly; the plain pipe was half inch diameter and eased into the virgin hole being twisted as it went.  Once a couple of inches were in\emdash the act of \ldblquote sodomy\rdblquote  began.\par
\page\tab Cowboy Toby\rquote s hard throbbing cock replaced the pipe and he thoroughly fucked Nancy J\rquote s asshole\emdash pounding the virgin hole several minutes before releasing a torrent of cum.  Then, the interesting part\emdash\par
\tab The fight (and near life) was out of Nancy J, she was untied and removed from the log but kept on her hands and knees.  Mandy was directing and \ldblquote directed\rdblquote  The Bitch leader, Tia, to be brought over and placed under Nancy.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Lick it clean.\rdblquote  Mandy said in a commanding\emdash very commanding cold voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote  screamed Tia.\par
\tab\ldblquote Later,\rdblquote  Mandy smiled, \ldblquote but first you\rquote re gunna lick her bung hole.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was a bit of wrestling involved with Tia, she was a fighter.  So was Mandy.  Tia and Mandy wrestled on the dirt and Tia did manage to make it rough for the naked wonder despite being tied up.  After a couple of minutes and it did look as though Mandy was on the losing end\emdash Toby had a brainstorm and from his truck he retrieved a cloth rifle case from behind the seat.\par
\tab Inside was not a rifle, however, but a long handled cattle prod.\par
\tab Tia Malden was much more enthused to comply after just one zap from the electrified \ldblquote persuader.\rdblquote   She wriggled and contorted oddly, pissed her pants, and in no way wanted to be zapped again.  She needed a few minutes to calm down then she went not so gleefully to the task of \ldblquote cleaning\rdblquote  Nancy J\rquote s cum laden asshole\emdash but,\par
\tab Not before Mandy put into use a video camera.\par
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\tab Toby watched in some awe as the naked wonder, Mandy V, stood at the video camera on a tripod fingering herself as she videoed Tia Malden licking Nancy Juarez\rquote s asshole.  It was quite a scene and afterwards\emdash when Nancy\rquote s hole was clean, Nancy licked out on Tia\rquote s cunt (this when after horny Toby Charles fucked the non-virgin girl\rquote s pussy and anointed it inside and out with his teen cum.)\par
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\tab Mandy stood in the afternoon sun seriously fingering herself while she zoomed the video camera in tightly on the action of Tricia Boltmeir sucking off on Toby\rquote s masterful cock.  The girl got a mouthful of jiz, then a face fucking.  Thereafter, Nancy J came over to lick clean the girl\rquote s face.  The two nude girls then embraced one another sucking face.\par
\tab Toby was about done in.  Mandy was only beginning\'85\par
\page\tab After fucking (tormenting) Tia M\rquote s cunt with the electrified cattle persuader, a new torment came.  Cowboy Toby barely had enough strength (in body and cock) to fuck the distraught Tia, but he lay behind the girl with his semi hard cock plowing up her asshole.  The two lay on their sides in some clover by the log with the video camera zoomed in tight to show the Cowboy\rquote s cock shoving its way into the girl\rquote s hole.  Then, \par
\tab Out of the wildflowers surrounding the small area where the dirt road just suddenly \ldblquote ended\rdblquote  came a doggie.  Toby jumped up but then settled himself, \ldblquote Don\rquote t move!\rdblquote  he cautioned Mandy.\par
\tab Mandy didn\rquote t move sensing the tension.\par
\tab The dog barked, wagged it\rquote s tail and seemed \ldblquote friendly\rdblquote  enough.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mandy!\rdblquote  shouted Toby as the naked wonder began to make her way to the \ldblquote friendly\rdblquote  dog.\par
\tab The dog knelt down on his forepaws, cocked his head, then fell over with hind leg up in the air.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s a boy dog!\rdblquote  declared Mandy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Great.\rdblquote  said Toby.\par
\tab Toby feared the dog would snap and ravage Mandy.  But he didn\rquote t.  \par
\tab As Mandy scritched the dog\rquote s head and rubbed his belly area (and slyly masturbated him) she noted the leather dog collar and the frayed end of a rope.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s somebody\rquote s.\rdblquote  she said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Got a license?\rdblquote  Toby asked\emdash not moving from where he was at the camera.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, a dog bone,\rdblquote  shape \ldblquote he\rquote s name is Blazer.\rdblquote\par
\tab Blazer.  About three years old, brown and black with a white tipped never ending wagging tail.  He thoroughly enjoyed Mandy rubbing him and most definitely enjoyed being masturbated.\par
\tab Mandy turned her head to look at her Cowboy.  A shudder ran thru him\emdash there was that gleam in Mandy\rquote s eyes that shook him to the core.  But it wasn\rquote t he who should have been shaken so\emdash but The Bitches.\par
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\tab\ldblquote NO!  Oh God-fucking NO!\rdblquote  screamed Tia.  The girl was secured against the log, arms over the log with rope tied to those hay bale hooks embedded into the hard dirt.  Her legs were splayed outward and after a bit of more spanking, peed on, reamed by pipe, \ldblquote Blazer\rdblquote  came to \ldblquote get some.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mandy worked up Blazer more and guided him to the highly distraught Tia.  The girl screamed and was out of her mind\emdash even more so when the dog\rquote s dick came gliding into her asshole.\par
\page\tab Toby was beside himself\emdash the girl was something else!\par
\tab Blazer got after it as his doggie dick made penetration; he humped like it was his last hump with the finest bitch ever (which would be some fine rich poodle, of course.)  Tia was out of her mind.\par
\tab When Blazer got his doggie rocks off he pulled away to lick himself; Tricia was zapped by the cattle prod and prompted to obey the new command\emdash\ldblquote lick it clean\rdblquote  meaning, lick Tia\rquote s fresh fucked cornhole filled to overfill of doggie cum.\par
\tab And it was far from over.\par
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\tab The day was getting on and Mandy V had to get home before her parents did\emdash but Mandy V had a problem.  Tia Malden was that problem, somehow the tormented girl had gotten out of the rope that had been restraining her and went on a rampage.  She was due\emdash fucked by the teenage hunk, sodomized by a piece of pipe, peed on, forced to lick out Mandy\rquote s asshole and then her cum strewn cunt spilled there from the Cowboy; then, zapped numerous times by the cattle prod, spanked relentlessly and the topper\emdash sodomized by a dog.\par
\tab While the dog did his thing to Nancy, Tia wriggled out of the rope.  Her wrists were skint up and bleeding, the taste of dog cum was heavy in her mouth from licking the spew from Tricia\rquote s asshole; the Cowboy she wanted to knee and debilitate but it was Mandy Vanderbam she set her sights on.  While Mandy operated the video camera, Tia charged knocking both the girl and the camera down.\par
\tab The dog fucking Nancy\rquote s cunt was startled and barked (but continued fucking the human bitch all the while.)  Mandy and Tia wrestled and for a time\emdash it thrilled Toby Charles.  Then he realized that Mandy was in a wee bit o\rquote  trouble; Tia Malden had kneed her not once but twice in the twat incapacitating the girl to the point where she was retching uncontrollably.  Then the pissed off naked girl grabbed up the tri-pod (with the camera attached) and gave it a mighty swing swinging it at Toby.\par
\tab Toby managed to dodge the swing; the swing was mighty and made Tia stumble falling to the ground.  Toby grabbed her and had a fight on his hands.  Mandy was still incapacitated.\par
\tab Slinging the naked fighting pissed off Tia off of him, Toby went to help the retching Mandy\emdash only to be attacked by Tricia and then Nancy.  Blazer barked and acted oddly\emdash trying to get involved in some confused capacity as well as continuing to lick his balls.\par
\page\tab With all three girls pounding on Toby, Mandy had some time to recover.  Her pussy was way sore and it hurt to walk but she managed to grab the cattle prod and zap Tia, Nancy, and Tricia incapacitating them.  As they lay wriggling uncontrollably on the ground\emdash she zapped them again.\par
\tab Toby wasn\rquote t hurt too much but the anger of the young girls had been a bit much.  \ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  Mandy had no words\emdash she was equally pissed but a tad bit more so.\par
\tab\ldblquote Tie \lquote em up.\rdblquote  she said flatly.\par
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\tab He was a changed man\emdash er, teen.  Sure getting his dick into the trenches of the likes of Mandy and The Bitches was good; but there were mitigating circumstances that pestered him and would forever change him.  For the most part, he blamed the EMADs.\par
\tab Mandy shared in some of that blame, too.\par
\tab After the fiasco with the three girls, Tia, Nancy, Tricia, the girls were tied up and still under the effects of being zapped by the cattle prod.  Mandy was cool and stoic.  Toby found himself at odds with himself as he obeyed everything the girl said!  He was six years older than she and he was following her commands!\par
\tab Oh well, she was a good fuck and there was no telling when he would have such an adventure again.  After the three Bitches had been tied up again, he spanked them again and then fucked them (again.)  The girls were secured to the log and a crudely made hitching post.  Tia was at the log, arms over the log with her legs splayed outward; her ass up at an appropriate level.\par
\tab After some spanking, Tia was once more violated.  Toby just about didn\rquote t have it in him\emdash but he had it in her!  No more cum to give but he managed to maintain a decent hard-on hard enough to do the job.  When after fucking Tia\rquote s asshole sufficiently\emdash Mandy jabbed the cattle prod into her asshole and\'85\par
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\tab Nancy and Tricia were secured over a quickly made hitching post not as high as the regular Old West post to secure horseys.  Toby made the new hitching post out of various lengths of pipe from his truck.  The girls were secured bent over at the waist to the post and the assaulted.\par
\tab It was all captured on film.  \par
\page\tab The video camera had taken a hit but it still worked.  Toby humped the girls, peed on them, spanked them, then spent several minutes re-wiring their young impressionable minds using the Flash/Stun device.  In essence, he wiped their minds of what had just happened to them\emdash but it wasn\rquote t a sure thing.  (nothing ever is)  He wanted to insert new ideas but wasn\rquote t sure of how to do that\emdash it had been taskful enough just trying to erase the horror of being kidnapped and then more than sexually assaulted.\par
\tab The Bitches were returned to where they had last been and released.  But the mind wipe was only partial\emdash they had bits of memory of what had happened to them, their pussies and assholes were evidence of something wicked happening to them, their young bodies skint up\emdash and then,\par
\tab Days later and in the school\rquote s mailbox came a video.\par
\tab In the mailboxes on the streets The Bitches lived came videos.\par
\tab On the world wide web came uploaded videos.\par
\tab The Perpetrators were not known (or seen), just The Bitches (and Blazer the Wonder dog).  And what was depicted on the video was not the horror of the girls but more that they seemed to be willing; the video revealed what appeared to be three young girls having willing sex with a shadowy character who was never seen and a dog.\par
\tab The girls\rquote  families moved out of town and out of state.\par
\tab Mandy smiled and her friend, Sierra Cheyenne, never knew what had been done.  Mandy Vanderbam was something wasn\rquote t she!?  Vindictiveness little bitch, huh!?\par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab Also at Earlimart Elementary was a one Jon Nobalz.  He had yet to encounter Mandy Vanderbam.  Regardless, he had his own story\emdash and here it is:\par
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\tab Polly Greggory\par
\tab Five girls, twelve boys were in Jon Nobalz\rquote s 7\super th\nosupersub  grade class.  English was his taught subject along with being the Home Room for his seventeen students.  Five girls, twelve boys.  One girl was a little on the hefty-hefty side; another was visually challenged.  Abby Shullaman, Becky Wrighton, and Polly Greggory were pleasing to the eye and then some.  The boys were ok, one was also on the hefty-hefty side; another was tall and geeky.\par
\tab Since the arrival of the Electronic Mind Altering Devices it had been the quiet subtle pursuit of Jon Nobalz to acquire one.  Such as was the case for many quiet perverts\emdash it made their pursuit of perversion so much easier.\par
\page\tab After acquiring said electronic mind altering device\emdash there still was uneasiness; possession of an EMAD was illegal!  Detectors were becoming more and more sophisticated; electronic spies were everywhere, concealment the name of the game for most public institutions, ballgame venues and any social gathering place.\par
\tab It made life difficult for an aspiring pervert.  But still he tried.\par
\tab Equipped with a mind altering device (electronical) came with other hazards\emdash choices.  Equipped with a mind altering device there were choices-choices-choices.  Everyone he met was a potential Target.  Women his age, a little younger, were the obvious\emdash but not his choice.  Of course not!  Especially when there was a whole classroom of fine young bitches to be had!\par
\tab But of course he had to be careful.\par
\tab The EMAD Jon Nobalz had was one that was \ldblquote experimental\rdblquote .  It didn\rquote t have a slew of enhancements but it had the basics of mind control just with more potency and lasting power.  Jon had the new model EMAD some three months before he got up enough gumption to use it.  The minding device was supposedly supposed to be able to thwart the latest \ldblquote detectors.\rdblquote   Another device was acquired at the same time the acquisition of the EMAD had been secured\emdash it \ldblquote detected\rdblquote  the presence of an EMAD detector AND prevented the detector(s) from detecting the EMAD.  Got all that?\par
\tab Jon checked and rechecked his classroom; the bathrooms, his office, the hallways, everywhere.  When he was satisfied to some monochrome of assurance he tried the minding device out.  Why not?  It was just a check, to see the abilities of the EMAD\emdash to learn what could and could not be done.\par
\tab While his students read from their books in the last hour of school session\emdash Jon made good with his gadget.  The Strength meter indicated all Target Subjects had been acquired.  There were codes to be read and understood on the minding gizmo, Jon had a basic understanding of the Device, but there were still some things listed on the LCD yellowish pane window that he had no idea.  It was like with a computer, they came with no instructions\emdash you fingered it out as you went with prompts from the computer/Device to aid you.\par
\tab After the class had been whammied, Jon waited five minutes then got up from his desk and made his way down the aisles, checking the students for absolute assurance that their minds were under the power of the EMAD and not of their own.\par
\page\tab Then, \par
\tab Alyssa Nillan sitting in the back row last seat was chosen as a \ldblquote first.\rdblquote\par
\tab Wearing a Summery dress outfit she was easy.  Er, well\emdash it was easier for Jon Nobalz to check her out; that being peeking down the front of her dress to gawk ogle those bodacious teen ta-tas.  Clearing his throat, nudging her knee with his, clicking his fingers before her beautiful brown eyes, he gently-gently stood her up.\par
\tab Her face was blank\emdash inasmuch as was her face.  She smelled pretty, too; some perfume that was wondrous!  For thirteen, the girl was kinda tall; she was thin, had a nice butt, pretty enough face, and was a B-average student.  She sung in the school choir, was socialable, friendly, and looked great in gym shorts.\par
\tab Jon\rquote s cock was growing and on a dare to himself he copped a feel of her ass.\par
\tab Nothing happened.\par
\tab He stared right into the girl\rquote s eyes noting anything amiss.\par
\tab But there was nothing.\par
\tab So he rubbed that ass.\par
\tab He caressed her backside and while doing so lifted up her knee length dress all the way up to reveal her plain white panties.\par
\tab Nothing whatsoever from the girl and Jon sighed.\par
\tab Sweating, gulping, feeling a little dizzy, Jon had Alyssa hold up her own dress while he pulled down her panties.  Thirteen year old pussy was the best!  The best!  Alyssa\rquote s pussy was neatly trimmed of poon fur, the pussy itself was smooth indicating abstinence.  Maneuvering the girl up against the back wall counter his hands greatly squeezed the girl\rquote s ass with his contained cock earnestly grinding against her pussy.\par
\tab He knew if he fucked her she would know.  Was there a virgin to be had in his class?  He wanted to fuck Alyssa, though; badly.  He did manage to get her dress off; panties, too.  Then it was all about cunt munching.  \par
\tab Thirteen year old pussy was the best!\par
\tab There was no way he could walk away without letting his cock touch it.  No penetration\emdash just touch (with a little grinding.)  The girl was nude and he knew\emdash he knew that he could \ldblquote do her\rdblquote  so easily.  He trembled as his mind went into overload sensations and he understood to some degree the incredible draw the EMADs had on the populace and why they were so popular AND way they were so deemed illegal.\par
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\page\tab A goodly amount of squirt splashed onto the naked teen\rquote s cunt.  It couldn\rquote t be helped nor could it be stopped.  Jon humped, grinded, and spent all his love cream and barely was capable of keeping himself form penetrating the girl right then and there and be damned the consequences.\par
\tab But the energy level helped soothe his pursuit of infiltration and he gathered himself, cleaned off his splooge, redressed the girl and returned her to her seat.  Had there been sufficient time and he would have pursued another girl.  There wasn\rquote t time sufficient, though, so that was that.\par
\tab But he learned from the experience\emdash he could waylay his entire class and have his way with them\emdash at least one of them.  Alyssa was none the wiser, she fidgeted and seemed a little perplexed after her locked mind was released to her, but other than that she had no idea that she had been so violated.\par
\tab For the next couple of days, then the weekend, Jon thought about what had happened.  He watched carefully his students, then those students from other classes who came to his class for designated instruction.  There were some girls from those other classes that tempted him, too.  Polly Greggory was one girl who tempted him and then some.\par
\tab There were just some girls who had a certain charm; there was just something about some girls\emdash their looks were only a part of their charm; there, too, was their personality, charm, how friendly they were, and so on.  \par
\tab Polly was a short girl, short brownish-red hair, round face, freckles, and a nice tight/trim bod.  She had a fantastic smile, and one time while she was at his desk for personal one-on-one instruction\emdash she farted.\par
\tab Since then, he had always wanted to fuck her\emdash funk hole.  He wanted to play with her pussy and see if it was brown hair or red; he wanted to eat her out, spank her, pee on her, and suck on those bodacious hooters.  For thirteen, the girl had some very nice breasts.  Very nice.\par
\tab It was then that he knew that EVERY girl he wanted to see naked.  It was more than a dream, more than a simple fantasy.  EVERY girl\emdash naked.  In her panties was one thing, but to be splayed out for his amusement was something else.\par
\tab One day, there was Polly in front of the school.  It was after 3:15 and not a school bus in sight, nor were there many cars\emdash and being an elementary school the only cars belonged to faculty.\par
\tab\ldblquote Miss your bus?\rdblquote  Jon asked politely coming up at an angle so as the girl could see him and not be startled.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, I don\rquote t ride the bus,\rdblquote  said the Target\emdash er, girl, \ldblquote my Dad supposed to pick me up.\rdblquote   But sometimes he forgets and gets wrapped up in a ballgame, poker, or sleeping.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote I can give you a ride if you like?\rdblquote  Jon said smiling and trying not to convey to the girl his version of \ldblquote ride.\rdblquote\par
\tab Polly was a little apprehensive\emdash but then she shrugged, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ok.\par
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\tab\lquote Take your pants down.\rquote\par
\tab It was bold, it was risky, it was curious if she would do it.\par
\tab She did.\par
\tab While in transit\emdash Jon Nobalz brought up the EMAD\rquote s prompt controls, found the one he wanted in the Listing, highlighted the TAKE PANTS DOWN command and pressed OK and SEND.  A high tech non-verbal but cerebral connect from the EMAD device to his mind much like the set up of high tech jet fighter pilots who \ldblquote thought\rdblquote  their commands rather than pushed buttons was inacted.\par
\tab It was a little frightening allowing some device access to his mind; something terrible could possibly go wrong (and that would be bad, m\rquote kay.)\par
\tab But sitting beside him in his car, Polly Greggory undone her not so tight jeans but tight enough and pushed them down to her ankles.  She gave no indication of protest\emdash just like Alyssa Nillan.\par
\tab Polly\rquote s books were at her feet; she had on a pair of green tinted panties; a long untucked boy\rquote s shirt; and those lovely bodacious teenage ta-tas.  Jon eased his car to a side street the butted against a large park not far from Polly\rquote s home.  A suitable parking place he made for, under some very shady trees and away from prying eyes.  \par
\tab\lquote Take your panties down.\rquote  came the next transmitted command.\par
\tab Polly complied and Jon was beside himself.  It was unbelievable the ability of the EMAD.  As time progressed he learned more and more from the elaborate mind altering device\emdash it had the ability to very muchly overwhelm a Subject\rquote s mind\emdash and then some!\par
\tab Adjusting the seat back Polly was laid down allowing her horny English teacher to lay on her.  His manly hands went all over her bodacious ta-tas, squeezing them thru her shirt and bra while his cock still contained grinded against her naked poon.\par
\tab\lquote Are you a virgin?\rquote  he asked pantingly.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  she answered aloud.\par
\tab Jon almost melted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who?\rdblquote  he asked, \ldblquote Who have you had sex with?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote My brother, Donny.\rdblquote   And a cousin, a boyfriend, and brother\rquote s best friend.  The slut!  Donny was younger by two years, the cousin was older by one year.  \par
\page\tab Jon got the girl\rquote s shirt off and then her bra asking all the while her sexual exploits discovering that the girl was a cocksucker AND took it up the ass.  But not all the time\emdash just once in awhile.  The girl was not into little boys, men, or girls.\par
\tab Jon was into her.  His manly manhood slipped into her trench almost effortlessly.  With her brother she could count the number of times they had had sex on one hand.  Her first encounter was when she was nigh but tweleve (and he was ten!)  \par
\tab A nice warm breeze kissed Jon\rquote s bare ass as he pumped the naughty teenager.  He thought of the other bitches in his class, the other bitches who came to his class, and then every bitch he knew outside of class.  Polly took his member, twisting her young lithe body; her nipples perked up hard and Jon enjoyed several minutes of serious enjoyable sex.\par
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family togetherness applied\par
\tab The thing with Jon was, though, he was a guardian of a cousin\rquote s young daughter.  The cousin was in the local jail for various crimes mostly concerned with drugs\emdash possession and distributing (among other things) putting her in custody of the county for a couple of years, maybe three or four and the loss of parental rights to her one child, Sasha.\par
\tab Sasha was a sweet girl, kind of shy and reserved.  She was pretty, bashful, and was as sweet as candy.  She knew her Uncle Jon but had never lived with him.  Jon liked the girl, had seen her in her undies, usually her night wear or an occasional swim suit.  Having her with him for an extended period of time took an extended period of adjustment.  That was enhanced with the introduction of the acquisition of the EMAD.\par
\tab Before the EMAD the two enjoyed an amicable relationship; he still got to see his young niece in her undies.  They got along just fine with or without the EMAD influence.  Jon had already had a sexual relationship with the girl\rquote s Mother, his cousin.  That happening when he was very young; actually, when he was no older than Sasha!  His cousin, Mary, being the instigator there.\par
\tab Fond memories.  Jon wondered if Sasha\rquote s naughty Mommy had passed down any of her naughty genes.  Jon\rquote s relationship with Sasha was one of holidays and family social events.  Beyond that\emdash nada.  Now, for an extended period of time the two would be living together in Jon\rquote s one-bedroom somewhat shabby apartment.\par
\page\tab It wasn\rquote t a rundown apartment, just well used and well lived in.  Jon lived meagerly and saw no reason to buy a house, condo, newer apartment, or something of the like.  He was saving for retirement not depending on the teacher\rquote s fund to be much available or help when the time came.  He had a nice car, was able to go on vacations, have some nice clothes, good furniture, and so on.  The apartment was a house-apartment, but small and from the 1950s era.  \par
\tab The first few nights Sasha was in the apartment she made do with the sofa in the living room.  It was \ldblquote ok\rdblquote  and she said as much when her Uncle Jon pestered her about it.  But he knew that it was not all that comfortable\emdash he himself had slept there a few times and so something more had to be done for her comfort.\par
\tab A pullout-sofa was the next best thing.  And a privacy screen, dresser, and a few odds and ends to make the living room her bedroom.  Then one night a terrible storm ravaged the area sending the young girl to Jon\rquote s bed.  The bed, of course, was way better than the pullout-sofa.\par
\tab The following night and when Sasha prepared for bed,\par
\tab\ldblquote You can hang with me again, if you like.\rdblquote  said Jon.\par
\tab He wasn\rquote t sure but he thought he saw the girl \ldblquote brighten\rdblquote  up.  There was a quiver of the corners of her lips and a brightness to her beautiful blue eyes.  \ldblquote Ok\rdblquote  she said.  Clad in a powder blue shortie nightgown the girl snuggled into her Uncle\rquote s bed snuggling her favorite (and only) teddy bear with her Uncle snuggled up directly behind her.\par
\tab Somehow\emdash somehow, Jon Nobalz managed to curb himself.  But he knew it wouldn\rquote t be for long.  He did wait a while\emdash couple of hours anyways before letting his hand roam up and down her side.  After a while and making sure the girl was one of those \ldblquote sound sleepers\rdblquote  he caressed her butt.  His cock ached and demanded more.\par
\tab Shortly before morning rise and Jon had gotten his cock out of his jimmies and up against Sasha\rquote s ass.  He shuddered and had a difficult time shuttling back his carnal lustful desires.  If he only had an EMAD\'85\par
\tab But it was before he had such a device, so he had to play it cool and see what developed.  To his surprise\emdash\par
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\tab\ldblquote I know what that is.\rdblquote\par
\tab Well, surprise me why doncha!?\par
\tab While washing the car one fine Summery day little Sasha took note of her Uncle\rquote s bulging schlong\emdash and made the announcement.  Jon didn\rquote t know what to make of it\emdash if anything.\par
\page\tab He thought it best to venture forth with some caution.  But he was curious, too.  Sasha was clad in short cut-off jeans, Jon in tight short jeans.  Both Uncle and Niece were soaked as they were in the midst of car washing.  The girl looked cute.  The girl WAS cute!  The holding, lifting, squeezing for an earnest hug, playing around took on a whole new meaning.\par
\tab Not long after the car washing incident and Jon was in bed when who should appear but his niece.  With her Mom in lock-up, life was not all that spiffy for the girl; kids at school found out and just the fact that her only parents was in jail didn\rquote t sit well for her.  She missed her Mom, sure, but didn\rquote t care to visit her in that environment.\par
\tab Jon made room for her and the two snuggled.\par
\tab And Sasha farted.\par
\tab Later on, though, Touchy-Feely\emdash but it wasn\rquote t all from Jon!\par
\tab There was some giggling, blushing, more farting, but a whole lot of grasping (touchy/feely)\emdash and not all of it from Jon!  It was the oddest thing, the two of them in bed, in their undies, feeling out the other with Sasha gripping her Uncle\rquote s cock driving him virtually insane.\par
\tab He shuddered.  He nearly came!  And it seemed as though the girl took his schlong gliding it against her self!  Jon could hardly stand it and took matters into his own hand\emdash if the girl was willingly going to be naughty\emdash then who was he to stop her!?  \par
\tab The girl\rquote s Mom\emdash his cousin\emdash she had been a naughty girl bringing Jon into the world of sexual depravity way before he was supposed to be aware of such things.  Had any of those naughty traits found their way into her daughter\rquote s psyche?\par
\tab Let\rquote s find out!\par
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\tab It seemed very much like a dream\emdash or a fantasy cum true; on her own, not even influenced by an EMAD or EMAD-like device, Sasha toyed with her Uncle Jon\rquote s schlong.  She did!  The \ldblquote toying\rdblquote  was limited to manipulation\emdash i.e. masturbation.  The goo splatter that came at the end of the toying was a little gross.  But the girl well enough understood how pleasurable it was for her Uncle to receive.\par
\tab\ldblquote And it\rquote s the same for girls, too.\rdblquote  Jon told his niece.\par
\tab That threw Sasha, she had no idea.\par
\tab So Jon taught her\emdash the wondrous joys of sincere pleasures stemming from self pleasuring as well as being pleasured.  Sasha was hooked.  She very muchly enjoyed the tingling sensation(s) she got from fingering her cunt (and being fingered.)  It was only a step away from\emdash\par
\page What\rquote s a little touchy-feely amongst friends?\par
\tab It was all about \ldblquote savoring\rdblquote  the moment\emdash or moments.  Night after night his young niece found her way to his bed; they slept sometimes in their undies only\emdash and then sometimes in their skin.  Always did Sasha pleasure his cock\emdash and always, in turn, did Jon pleasure her.  The two embraced, humped (grinded) against one another and savored the moment they shared.\par
\tab And as it happened, Sasha had a friend who was soon elevated to a \ldblquote best friend\rdblquote  status in a short time.  Sasha was new to the school and was keeping mum about her Mum.  She had been defended by the likes of Mandy Vanderbam in The Bitches epic.\par
 \tab Many people had things that they would rather not let anyone else know\emdash either for selfish reasons, legal and illegal precepts, or in most cases embarrassment.  Sasha had secrets, her secret with her Uncle was no biggie; the secret about her Mom in jail was.\par
\tab Sierra Cheyenne was the best friend and she was cute!  Shy, introvert, a Plain Jane, but had pleasing looks just the same and Jon Nobalz \ldblquote looked.\rdblquote   The girl had a nice butt and certain jeans gave her a nice \ldblquote crotch\rdblquote , too.  She didn\rquote t have much of a \ldblquote chest\rdblquote  but that was ok.  She was a sweet girl and soon began spending lots of time with Sasha and that resulted in lots of time at Jon\rquote s home.\par
\tab Jon didn\rquote t mind\emdash no, not at all.\par
\tab One night during a stay over and Sierra was using the bathroom.  There was only one in the one-bedroom apartment.  Jon was relatively sure for some certainty that his niece had not said anything about the unique relationship she shared with her Uncle.  Jon hoped so, it wasn\rquote t something he wanted to be let known\emdash to anyone!\par
\tab Anyways, the apartment-house being rather old had quirks; the quirks were small and Jon had grown to accept them; cabinet doors wouldn\rquote t shut all the way, most of the interior doors would quite shut properly all the way, either\emdash that included specifically the one bathroom door.\par
\tab There, too, were \ldblquote holes\rdblquote  and misalignments throughout the house; one such was in the walk-in closet in Jon\rquote s bedroom.  Peeling away the crappy wallpaper that was in the closet just so allowed Jon to \ldblquote take a peek\rdblquote  into the adjoining bathroom.\par
\tab The angle was just about perfect\emdash the toilet.\par
\tab Little Sierra sat on the potty, farting, peeing, and making odd clacking noises with her mouth.  She wriggled as she sat on the pot, grunted and possibly was doing a Number Two.  Her pants and panties were just to her knees.  Jon watched her and pleasured himself whilst he did so.\par
\page\tab A week later and Sasha had a sleepover involving several girls, Mandy Vanderbam was one plus three others including Sierra.  Jon was well pleased; pizza, funky Chinese orange chicken, POPCORN.  Some party favors, spooky old movies on video, and Jon staying out of the way/out of sight.\par
\tab Jon spent his time in the closet\'85\par
\tab Girl after girl came to use the bathroom, sometimes several girls at a time paying no heed to one who actually had to \ldblquote use\rdblquote  the bathroom for its intended purposes.  It gave Jon, of course, plenty of fodder.  He groaned and sometimes feared the girls could hear him.\par
\tab At length the EMAD came into his life.  That changed everything.  For a time he wanted to use the magical abilities of the minding device on a subtle level as well as limit its use.  He knew that he could easily get swept up into the wily ways of the minding gadget\emdash and that could be bad.\par
\tab Some time later and another sleepover found Jon testing the mind altering gizmo; a young girl, Brenda, came into the bathroom, alone.  This girl was blond, long-long super fine blond hair she kept in a single pony.  Blue was her favorite color; socks, shoes, clothes, and hair pieces.  She was a pretty girl and \ldblquote developing\rdblquote  a chest.  \par
\tab On the potty she pushed her pants and panties to her ankles.  Jon moaned and methodically masturbated while watching\emdash but before the girl was finished doing whatever she was doing, the recently acquired EMAD came into play.  Already he had used the Device on student, Polly and Alyssa.  He had thought that with the EMAD he would have his way with most (all) the girls in his class and associative classes.  He knew girls who were older; he knew girls of friends and they were teens; there were girls at the grocery store classified as \ldblquote young adult\rdblquote ; but\emdash\par
\tab A new realm of development crept into his psyche:  Sasha\rquote s friends.\par
\tab\lquote Raise your hand.\rquote  The command prompt was highlighted on the EMAD\rquote s screen; he pressed SEND and watched and was awed when Brenda \ldblquote raised her hand.\rdblquote   She seemed nonchalant, pissing away, daydreaming, farting, and just out of the blue \ldblquote raised her hand.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote open your legs.\rquote  He said into the high-tech microphone sending his own command prompt not listed on the Gadget\rquote s listing.\par
\tab Surprisingly, although not so, the girl \ldblquote opened her legs.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Sweet sorry sonofabitch!\rquote  he said to himself.\par
\tab He let the girl clean herself and after she flushed, stood up and was in the process of pulling up her clothes, \lquote STOP!\rquote\par
\tab Brenda stopped.\par
\tab\lquote stand up, straight.\rquote\par
\page\tab Not a hair one was on the girl\rquote s poon.  It was bald and clean and Jon very muchly wanted to anoint it with his splooge (then quite possibly fuck it.)  She was ten!  TEN!  What the fuck was he thinking!?  Well\emdash\par
\tab Of course there were many-many girls Brenda\rquote s age, and even younger, who were having sex; willingly or otherwise.  Jon squeezed his manly manhood and knew that in no way could his cock fit into that young trench.  Maybe the asshole, maybe the mouth\emdash maybe all three?\par
\tab It gave Jon something to think about\emdash and worry.  Subjecting himself to lower his desired age level was cause for concern.  He couldn\rquote t.  He shouldn\rquote t.  But he was pestered and beleaguered ten-fold due to the naughtiness he and his young niece were enjoying.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s Sierra?\rdblquote  Jon asked as he opened the car door for Sasha.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s in trouble.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote She and her brother got caught.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Got caught\emdash doing what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sasha giggled, blushed, but finally blurted out \ldblquote having sex.\rdblquote\par
\tab Jon was awed\emdash no, intrigued.  His first image was of the little girl naked\emdash then he wondered, \ldblquote was she on top or underneath her brother?\rdblquote   Sierra\rquote s brother was a year younger\emdash how much of a fuck could they do?\par
\tab Sierra later told Sasha (who later told her Uncle) that their single Mom went ballistic on their young asses beating them both with a belt\emdash bare assed at that.  Jon was enthralled and thankfully got pleasured by his niece.\par
\tab Soon and Jon was inviting Sierra\rquote s little brother come over, too.  On encouragement from Jon to his niece the brother and sister re-engaged their illicit activities\emdash without fear of getting caught or busted (literally.)\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s cool.\rdblquote  Sasha told the pair.\par
\tab Sierra and her brother (Cougar) were elated to hear that and boldly non-bashfully engaged in their sexual activity bringing Sasha in along with them.  Sasha didn\rquote t particularly \ldblquote engaged\rdblquote  but was naked with them, fingered herself, and watched up close and personal Cougar fuck his sister.  Jon watched them in secret from the bathroom\emdash using that same peek hole.  The kids fooled around on the bed; \ldblquote keep the closet door open.\rdblquote  he told his young niece.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote  she asked curiously not knowing.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I\rquote ll tell ya later.\rdblquote  he replied with a smile.  Only this\emdash and nothing more!  Sasha let it go and Jon let her be.  A couple of times while Sierra and her brother messed around on the bed\emdash Sasha inadvertently stood in the way.  But Jon still got to see the good stuff and when\emdash\par
\page\tab Sasha came into the bathroom\emdash she found her horny Uncle jerking off.  \ldblquote Come please me, will ya?\rdblquote  he asked in almost desperation.  Sasha had no problem, stepped up nakedly to the throbbing hard cock, sized it up then put her little fingers about the burning hot burrow tool and began kissing it.\par
\tab Sasha sucked on the head\emdash sucked on the head\emdash sucked on the head then sucked on the shaft before taking both head and shaft sucking her horny ever so horny Uncle into oblivion.  A few bobs and he was just about done in.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote  he cooed.\par
\tab Sasha was ok with that, too; but there was some trepidation.  Was this it?  Was this the time?  Jon lightly fingered his niece\rquote s cunt and didn\rquote t bother with going down on her, he pressed his prick to her unfucked cunt and began to hump\emdash no penetration.  (not yet)\par
\tab Penetration would have been great\emdash but his cock was far too big and she was yet unfucked.  The grinding against her cunt sufficed and soon a great gracious amount of seminal fluid was expelled onto her body.  A great quantity.  He shuddered; rivets of sweat dripped off of him onto her; the girl lay with mystic eyes\emdash although she had not been penetrated the sensation of his mighty dick grinding against her was almost just as good.\par
\tab Somehow he managed to keep from squashing her and lay up against her; toying with her nipples, humping up against her hip, fingering her gooied pussy.  \ldblquote Thank you.\rdblquote  he told her.  Later he showed her the peek hole.  She didn\rquote t mind\emdash in fact, she found it amusing.\par
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The camping episode\par
\tab And so it came to pass they went camping; Jon, Sasha, Sierra, and Cougar.  Sierra and Cougar\rquote s Mom didn\rquote t care.  In the few times Jon had encountered the kids\rquote  Mom\emdash he had reservations about her.  She was a little \ldblquote off\rdblquote  from the norm.  There was something definitely wrong with her thinking and majorally wrong with her attitude.\par
\tab\ldblquote Go ahead, take \lquote em,\rdblquote  she said when asking politely, \ldblquote you can fuckin\rquote  keep \lquote em if you want.\rdblquote   Just like that!  She even offered them for sale!  But in her defense\emdash she was tired, a single parent, yada yada yada.  She smoked, drank a little, smoked a lot.  She was a waitress, a hard woman, and didn\rquote t seem to be a \ldblquote loving\rdblquote  parent.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t Jon\rquote s place to judge her.  He took the kids camping and that was that.  Of course, what they did camping could just as easily been done in Jon\rquote s house but\emdash\par
\page\tab Camping was in a semi remote area at the six thousand foot level of some nearby mountains.  There was a national park nearby and some lakes, wilderness, horsey stables, hiking trails, old mining operations long gone, and small rustic camping locales remote, popular, and somewhere in between.  Jon chose the \ldblquote somewhere in between\rdblquote ; Hidden Falls, five miles back from the national park where you paid for the privilege of smelling your neighbor, hearing your neighbor fart, and having a stock pond handy.  (oh, and flush toilets, too!)\par
\tab Jon preferred rustic, your own campfire, neighbors a little ways off and not nosey; a running creek, BIG trees, and two days to enjoy the serenity of it all.  The crew got off a little late, last minute getting camping gear, supplies, and then beating it out of town along with everyone else who apparently had the same idea.\par
\tab It was only 45 minutes to the mountains, then an hour up into the mountains and half an hour to the camp spot Jon liked.  It was near 8PM by the time the group pulled up to the fallen log that lined the gravely parking area.  They were the only car there.  And it was dark.  Damn dark.  And quite.  Damn quite.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kinda spooky.\rdblquote  Sasha said stepping out.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll get a light on the situation and take care of the spookiness.\rdblquote  Jon assured her.  Cougar upon getting out ripped a loud and noisy fart, then promptly whipped out his little nine year old dick and proceeded to piss a mighty flood.\par
\tab The girls giggled and using flashlights stepped off a little ways and did likewise.  Jon rubbed himself and listened to the girls peeing, and farting.  This was gonna be some weekend!\par
\tab Like Diogenes with his Lamp, Jon scurried down the small trail from the parking lot to the prime camp spot and plopped down a ditty bag to claim it.  Then it was scuttling back and forth to set up camp, get a bigger light going, campfire, tent, ice chests, etc.\par
\tab Once the tent was up and the sleeping bags installed young Cougar was first in and first asleep.  Jon sat out by the campfire lost in thought; and although she herself was a little sleepy and the air a little brisk, Sasha came to his lap and made herself comfortable.  Sierra tried to hang with them but was also sleepy and made for the tent leaving Jon and Sasha to their own devices.\par
\tab Jon had the EMAD but he didn\rquote t think he would need it.\par
\tab And you know what?  He didn\rquote t.\par
\page\tab She wriggled some, tried to get comfortable, farted, yawned a lot, then settled to snuggling.  Jon\rquote s cock was raging.  Alone in the woods with two fuckable girls.  wow!  \par
\tab Sasha reared up and apparently was \ldblquote digging\rdblquote .  It still excited Jon and he wanted to help.  Then discovered that the girl was sliding down her jeans.  This was good.  Jon caressed her sides, then her hips finding that her panties went down with her pants.  Then she settled on his lap and Jon was hard pressed not to whip his dick out right then and there and see what the hell he could do with it.\par
 \tab The fire crackled\emdash someone ripped a narly one in the tent, Jon\rquote s fingers worked tentatively in Sasha\rquote s cunt.  It was wet and pulsed as he fingered it; his cock throbbed all the harder and it was something to keep it contained.\par
\tab The breeze kicked up a bit, the hour was late, the need to fuck or at least get a handjob was great.  But no need to spoil the moment.  Sasha had kicked her clothes off; then turned around to straddle herself against her Uncle.  They embraced, brushed lips, and Jon tightly copped a feel of his niece\rquote s ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote You can do me if you want.\rdblquote  she whispered.\par
\tab\lquote You can do me if you want!\rquote  what was she saying.  (you can do me if you want\emdash that was what she said.)\par
\tab Jon blinked his eyes, hugged the little girl all the more and in some odd symbiotic relationship they became as one with the simultaneous grinding against the other.  They were fucking without penetration!\par
\tab Sasha shuddered; she tightened her legs against his waist.\par
\tab Jon\rquote s hands clamped ever the more to her ass, a daring finger probing her tight funk hole.  \lquote you can dome if you want\rquote  rang in his head.  He wanted\emdash oh how he wanted.  But he couldn\rquote t.  He shouldn\rquote t.  His dick hurt, it was just about to burst out of his pants.  Sasha grinded-grinded-grinded hard against her Uncle\rquote s bulge and experienced something much like an orgasm.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.  The girl panted, she shuddered and clenched all the harder until the tingling sensation ravaging her young body subsided.\par
\tab Jon, however, was still in the throws of orgasm and needed \ldblquote relief.\rdblquote\par
\tab Picking his little wonder up he settled her onto the rickety picnic table and began eating her out.  His tongue dove into her sweet recess already slippery and sticky; he nipped her lips, engulfed the whole of her cunt then stood unleashing the beast that could not be contained any further.\par
\page\tab The beastly head of his johnson pressed intently into the virgin territory; there was a groan and then intense shudder like never before.  The head of the beast mustered strength untold and made a burgeoning effort busting the resistance that was just inside.\par
\tab Sasha made a little yelp and had her Uncle been an ass he would have not cared for her yelp and continued pressing in until complete.  But Sasha\rquote s Uncle did care so only the head (and a bit o\rquote  shaft) made entry.  It wasn\rquote t enough; he pulled out and glided his cock up and down the slicked up slit, pressing the head inward then out again to hump the trench.  Penetration was inevitable.  No, it was a had to.\par
\tab But there was no penetration\emdash not that night.  The breeze stiffened sending an ember to Jon\rquote s bare sweaty ass.  It sort of, though, was enticing and he humped frantically fucking his niece\rquote s cunt until a great deal of spillage was spilled.  He continued to hump, though, long after and knew that being IN the girl\rquote s pussy would have made the moment ten times as better.  Ten times!\par
\tab It was a good deal of sperm; Jon fingered her cunt and panted\emdash his desire for her had just been kicked up a notch.  Somehow\emdash someway (and soon) he was going to fuck her.  After cleanup, though, they doused the campfire and crawled into the tent.  Sierra and Cougar were asleep (together in the same sleeping bag) AND naked.  Jon was very pleased and slid with Sasha into the sleeping bag they would share.\par
\tab For a long while after settling in Jon lay awake with Sasha nakedly against him.  He caressed her all over, his aching-aching cock right up against her ass.  A thought slowly came to him\emdash she needed breaking in.  He knew of girls who used various devices to devirginize themselves in some bizarre ritual or not to be a virgin for their \ldblquote first time\rdblquote  as well as other reasons.  They used candles, cucumbers, bananas and what have you to complete the deed.\par
\tab There was also the use of small young boys.\par
\tab Cougar Cheyenne was a \ldblquote small young boy\rdblquote .\par
\tab Hmmm\par
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\tab Cum the new morn and,\par
\tab Picture this:  early morning before sunrise; light breeze wafting thru the upper most boughs of the huge pines surrounding the semi remote camping area; Cedar Creek running at full blast nearby; campfire fired up; and coffee filling the air.  Serene.  \par
\tab Now add an occasional groan, a fart, \ldblquote get off me\rquote s\rdblquote , and grumblings of young people who weren\rquote t into the early morning \ldblquote serenity\rdblquote .\par
\page\tab Young Cougar came out, nakedly, looked about and was directed to where the pair of outhouses were some mere yards away.  The boy farted, fondled his balls and stepped off behind some bushes and pissed away.  Sasha and Sierra stood outside the tent wrapped in blankets not pleased with the extreme \ldblquote coolness\rdblquote  of the new morning.  Barefootedly, though, they tredged up to the outhouses; a pair of constructs from the Forestry Dept. having a cement floor, a \ldblquote pit\rdblquote , and a wondrous lingering odor of all those who had been there before.\par
\tab On their return the girls were all about gagging and making comments about the shit house experience.  Sasha plopped down onto her Uncle\rquote s lap and got snuggly comfortable.  Hot chocolate had been prepared for them; just the girls\emdash Cougar had retreated back into the tent and back into the sleeping bag he had just gotten out of.\par
\tab He wouldn\rquote t be seen for two more hours.\par
\tab The girls were filled with informational history about the camping area; the nearby lakes, the creeks, the Indians who used to be about the area, what animals there were\emdash\par
\tab And speaking of animals, a few squirrels and more chipmunks had come to life darting about the trees and coming up close to the campsite to see who was there and if they were willing to share something.  Jon had brought special treats for sharing; the girls got handfuls of seeds, crackers, orange rinds, peanuts.  The squirrels were the most skittish but not the chipmunks\emdash they were the most daring coming right up to the squealing excitable girls.\par
\tab When the sun finally came up over the treetops giving suitable warmth to the camping area (and campers) the group assembled becoming clothed and struck off for a bit of a hike.  Cougar was now wide awake and very exploratory.  The girls hung with Jon and they made their way along Cedar Creek down to where two other creeks converged.  A trail then made off meandering along Silver Creek to a long ago abandoned miner\rquote s shack.\par
\tab It was quite a walk; there was lots to see and definitely worked up an appetite by the time they finally got to Smitty\rquote s Cabin.  The group virtually collapsed and after a bit of foot soak in the creek it was time for a bit of lunch and then a long needful nap.\par
\tab Thereafter it was time for a needful dip in one of the creek\rquote s pools.\par
\tab Skinny dip anyone?\par
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\pard\tab Nothing like an enjoyable day of hiking, swimming al natural, then having a little Hey-Hey! on the side.  The side of the creek bank meaning.  Cougar was the first to merge out of the water that was beginning to chill; he lay heaving on his backside with his sister slowly climbing out of the water herself and settling on top of him.\par
\tab Jon and Sasha watched with some glee\emdash Jon with a raging hard-on and Sasha with keen interest.  Jon settled behind his young niece never minding the coldness of the mountain water.  His cock didn\rquote t seem to mind, either.  Sasha was getting chilled, she shivered but was keenly interested in the goings on of Sierra and her brother.\par
\tab Soon, though, the chill of Copper Creek got to the Uncle and his niece and out they came.  By then, though, Sierra (who was on top of her brother) and Cougar, who was underneath his sister, were fully involved in the fine art of fucking.  Sasha nestled up against her chilled Uncle and they watched the antics of the other two until they finished.\par
\tab At length, Jon snaked out his hand and caressed Sierra\rquote s ass.  His cock throbbed and intensified it\rquote s strength.  Sasha giggled, farted, and squashed her Uncle\rquote s cock with her bony butt.  Whether Sierra knew Jon was caressing her ass or not was not known.  The girl lay straddling her younger brother heaving with the intense relief of just having pleasing sex.\par
\tab Eventually and did Sierra roll herself off of her brother and to the knees of Jon.  She lay on her back, legs open, exposed.  She well enough could see Sasha sitting on her Uncle\rquote s cock; the Uncle was fingering the girl out and she was giggling being very much aware.\par
\tab Cougar rolled over onto his side, farted, and went back to sleep.\par
\tab Sierra eyed Jon\rquote s schlong.  Sasha smiled and gripped, toyed with it, waggled it before going down on it.  There was nothing for Jon to do but sit back and enjoy it.  And it got better as Sasha \ldblquote shared\rdblquote  the enjoyment.  Sierra was a little timid but she wrapped her little fingers about the pulsing prong and took her turn gleefully.\par
\tab There was nothing better than getting a blowjob from a pair of ten year olds\emdash suffice it that the girls were righteous teenage girls.  Close counts.  The girls sucked and sucked and sucked; masturbated him, toyed with his balls, then Sasha slid up onto him to grind her sex against his.  Jon was in heaven\emdash or somewhere close.  His hands gripped the young girl\rquote s ass and though he wasn\rquote t IN the girl\rquote s cunt it was a pretty good feeling jus the same.\par
\tab Then Sierra took her turn and it was even better!\par
\page\tab Better because the girl was \ldblquote broken in\rdblquote ; her brother\rquote s cock paved the way for Jon\rquote s cock.  Not all the way but the head and some shaft.  Sasha guided the Uncle\rquote s cock into Sierra; Sierra spread her legs wide, raised up and slid herself down without protest.\par
\tab Jon caressed her ass and the two enjoyed several minutes of bliss.\par
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\tab That evening, after a day of hiking, swimming, lunch, bear spotting, and more campers invading, the group settled in the tent for more frivolity.  Lots of frivolity.  The kids had been well worn out\emdash and Jon, too, and upon the return from their trek to the miner\rquote s cabin they virtually collapsed once back at camp.  Hours later and they were up milling about being normal campers\emdash they even helped a camp family shuttle their gear from the parking area to their chosen campsite.\par
\tab Then there was the evening meal; some song singing, farting, roasting marshmallows, and typical \ldblquote camping\rdblquote  stuff.  When the night air chilled it was time to retreat into the tent.  So the did.  Sasha was first out of her clothes followed by Cougar and then Sierra.  Jon was last.\par
\tab A small battery powered lantern provided adequate light.  The girls sucked Jon and Cougar; Jon taught Cougar the art of eating out a girl\rquote s cunt.  Then, while Cougar fucked Sasha, Jon fucked Sierra.  Jon was so turned on by eating out Sierra\rquote s cunt he could hardly contain himself.  He thoroughly enjoyed noshing on Sasha\rquote s poon\emdash thoroughly.  The wholeness of being naughty soared Jon into a new realm\emdash it was one thing to be naughty with his niece\emdash but to be naughty with another girl?\par
\tab The taste of Sierra\rquote s cunt was not indifferent to Sasha\rquote s.  Just being naked with them was a big deal.  Being naughty with them was something else again!  Jon found himself more or less KISSING Sierra\rquote s cunt rather that licking (eating) it out.  He actually \ldblquote loved\rdblquote  on the girl\rquote s pussy\emdash along with fingering it and driving the girl into new levels of heightened awareness of her sex.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Cougar had mounted Sasha and drove his young pecker into her pussy.  There was little yelp but Cougar\rquote s cock was rather small and the coupling was enjoyable.  The young boy quickly engaged in serious pumping once he was \ldblquote all the way in.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s not in.\rdblquote  the girl had said.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s not in.\rdblquote   the words rang in his head for a long time\emdash and he couldn\rquote t even remember the girl\rquote s name!  When Jon was about Cougar\rquote s age, nine-ish, his cousin Marla (Sasha\rquote s incarcerated Mommy) tempted him.  The girl was a year younger, a friend of Marla\rquote s the daughter of some tight friend\rquote s of Marla\rquote s Mom and Dad but not so much of Jon\rquote s.\par
\page\tab Anyways, \par
\tab Jon and Marla were close in age, separated only by a couple of years.  Usually they only saw one another \ldblquote once in awhile\rdblquote  due to the space between where they lived.  But one time their families actually lived on the same block allowing Jon and Marla to \ldblquote get together\rdblquote  more often.  \par
\tab Marla caught Jon fondling himself one day in his backyard.\par
\tab\ldblquote BUSTED!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.\par
\tab It could have forever changed his life, harmed him, stunned him\emdash but Marla\rquote s face displayed that of curiosity.  She was all smiles and trying to peek at his penis as he stroked it behind the garden shed in his family\rquote s backyard.\par
\tab That soon led to Marla taking over stroking\emdash then she was sucking him.  Jon was fully captured by his cousin, she had him by the wavels (and how!)  Behind the garden shed she pulled her pants (and panties) down and peed.  Jon at that time had never seen a girl naked much less peeing.\par
\tab With Jon\rquote s Mom a housewife (homemaker) it was kind of iffy to do much else without being interrupted (or caught); but it was clear sailing at his Uncle\rquote s place just a few houses down.  They also had a backyard above ground pool.  \par
\tab It was a little risky and semi dangerous to go skinny dipping \lquote cause parental units couldn\rquote t be trusted to stay away from home.  But Marla and Jon swam naked anyways (and never got caught.)  Eventually Trisha came to join in, she was a little younger and a family friend of Jon\rquote s Uncle/Aunt but not so much of Jon\rquote s family.  \par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab Jon took to Trisha quickly.  That led to the episode in Marla\rquote s bedroom on Marla\rquote s bed\emdash\ldblquote it\rquote s not in.\rdblquote   Try as he might, Jon couldn\rquote t get his penis into Trisha\rquote s cunt.  If she was a virgin or not was not clear to Jon and he had no idea what that meant anyways.  But grinding on her naked poon was a joy to him\emdash not so much to Trisha.  Marla was there, making small circles on Jon\rquote s ass.\par
\tab After a few more times of trying\emdash Trisha got up.  She was a little kid who had little patience.  Fifteen minutes later and Marla\rquote s Dad came home (two hours early) and there was no more \ldblquote trying.\rdblquote\par
\tab The following day, however; Jon was again at Marla\rquote s and after swimming nakedly in the pool they returned to house and into the bathroom to rinse off.  Jon\rquote s little pubescent cock was rock hard and the object of attention for Cousin Marla.\par
\page\tab She sucked and sucked and sucked it; sucked his balls, rubbed his ass, then laid herself out on the floor and positioned her young cousin onto her.  Jon somewhat had a clue as to what he was supposed to do\emdash and did it.  There was no \ldblquote it\rquote s not in\rdblquote  from Marla; Jon made easy entry and fucked happily away.\par
\tab Upon reflection years later\emdash Jon couldn\rquote t remember much about that special time; was she a virgin, did she have fur on her burger, and did he cum?  And strangely, he couldn\rquote t remember if ever he got to do it to her again!\par
\tab On his back with the night air ravaging from the high mountains cold, Sierra Cheyenne straddled him with her cunt taking virtually ALL of his manhood.  The pleasure was insanely terrific!  He felt his cock pulsing and possibly jutting sqads of cum.  With his hands tightly gripping her hips he worked her up and down somehow driving even more of his dick into her.\par
\tab Beside them and lay Sasha and Cougar engaged in their own handiwork; Sasha on her back, legs spread, eyes on Jon and Sierra.  Cougar concentrated fully on the act of fucking and cared little for anything else.  \par
\tab\lquote When you\rquote re young\emdash nothing much matters; to have food, clothes, friends, that\rquote s all a given.  You get that automatically.  But pussy\emdash that something!  Pussy is always there\emdash always.  There\rquote s nothing like humping pussy\emdash nothing like pursuing pussy to hump.  It\rquote s always there.  It\rquote s a goal, a conquest.  Finding something you care about\emdash that\rquote s all there is then; the easy things in life like family, school, friends, shit like that\emdash that\rquote s gonna be there.  But pussy can walk away.  But there\rquote s so much of it!  It\rquote s everywhere\emdash even (and especially) in your dreams.  When you wake up in the morning\emdash there it is.  When you go out\emdash there it is.  Pussy-pussy-pussy.  Young, old, and \ldblquote just right.\rdblquote   Pussy.  You cant escape it.  Pussy-pussy-pussy; that\rquote s what I love and that\rquote s it.\rquote\par
\tab It was quote from a friend in high school.  Jon never forgot it.\par
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\tab By the time the camping episode was over\emdash Sasha and Sierra had been well fucked.  Cougar had managed nicely to \ldblquote break-in\rdblquote  Sasha\rquote s cunt; Jon gently made vaginal penetration to his niece\emdash and to his niece\rquote s friend.  Their relationship had changed but that was ok.  Jon and Sasha enjoyed snuggling and enjoyed the \ldblquote extra,\rdblquote  too.  Sierra and Cougar came over more often and the three of them enjoyed incredible sex (and sex acts.)\par
\tab And no EMAD was ever used!\par
\tab Of course, there was his class at school\'85\par
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and now briefly back to our regularly scheduled program already in progress\par
\tab\ldblquote You cant fucking do this!\rdblquote  cried out the ramshackled man.\par
\tab\lquote I beg to differ, asshole.\rquote  and Mack lashed out at the man sending Rory Valdeckkio toppling backwards.  There were far greater things Mack Elsworth could be doing\emdash screwing some bitch, some girl, some young boy, something worthy of a good screwing.  But, noooo, he was in tanglement with Jena\rquote s step-dad.  Well, he wasn\rquote t a \ldblquote step-dad\rdblquote  anymore and was actually being sought after by the local constabulary after accidentally released from the local jail.\par
\tab If it hadn\rquote t been Mack\rquote s relationship with Jena, Mack wouldn\rquote t care one little bit about Rory and his possible fate.  But ever since that day in the church parking lot (see previous chapter) Rory had gotten to Mack and Mack seethed hatred for the scrawny redneck man.  \par
\tab His first thoughts were to take him to the secret mountain cave-pit and dump him in where \ldblquote others\rdblquote  lay at the bottom of the murky vertical cave and let him be.  Mack also thought to just push him over the lip of the vertical pit-cave alive!\par
\tab But it was a long drive up into the mountains and as perilous as it was during the day\emdash it was doubly/triply so during the night.  So to the cement bridge over an unnamed creek where some \ldblquote others\rdblquote  had been lain under the abutment.  \par
\tab But after a few minutes\emdash Mack had a change of mind.  Offing the gaunt scum dirtbag was just too easy and no lesson would be learned.  That just wouldn\rquote t do.  Soooo, after punching the man senseless and tossing his skanky carcass back into his ride, Mack returned to the City (making a phone call in transit.)\par
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\tab Buzzard\rquote s Beak Breakroom; \ldblquote you\rquote ll not find a more wretched hive of scum and evil behavior.\rdblquote   It was a huge warehouse once famed by longshoremen but not a haven for \ldblquote others.\rdblquote   It was the \ldblquote others\rdblquote  Mack Borelin came to visit.  He was a little out of place as the Buzzard\rquote s Beak Breakroom was \ldblquote a little dark.\rdblquote   \par
\tab Darnell \ldblquote Moose\rdblquote  Pimpkin greeted him, \ldblquote Long fucking time, white boy!\rdblquote  the tower six foot five inch black said.\par
\tab Mack grinned and shrugged off the \ldblquote white boy\rdblquote  comment taking the tall black man\rquote s hand.\par
\tab\ldblquote Been too long, you fat lazy watermelon chicken banger!\rdblquote  Mack said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who the fuck you callin\rquote  fat!?\rdblquote\par
\tab The two men chuckled and tried outdoing one another with their handshake.  Before Mack lost consciousness,\par
\tab\ldblquote I got something for you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Darnell looked at the pitiful rag of a man,\par
\tab\ldblquote Not much to fuck with, Mack.\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I know, but he needs it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok,\rdblquote  said Darnell, \ldblquote good \lquote nuff for me.\rdblquote  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote HEY!\rdblquote  he shouted to the warehouse door, \ldblquote Git yer fuckin\rquote  asses out \lquote ere, we got something to play with.\rdblquote\par
\tab Picture this:  middle of the night, an \ldblquote abandoned\rdblquote  warehouse by a river that no longer has shipping traffic; overgrown weeds; abandoned cars; shipping containers rusting away; gantry cranes standing tall in the gloom of the bleak night.\par
\tab The warehouse long since deserted by the longshoremen and overtaken by the 3\super rd\nosupersub  Street Buzzard\rquote s biker gang converting the massive warehouse into their personal haven\emdash a breakroom on steroids.\par
\tab Several large black bikers lumbered out of the warehouse; the stairs they lumbered down squeaked under their massive weight.  Rory moaned, set up, spit, coughed, and looked bleary eyed around at his new surroundings saying \ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote   then he was surrounded by several LARGE black men, black biker men.  Then he said \ldblquote Oh shit.\rdblquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote You still drink that rot gut?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s the best, man!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mack begged to differ, Mad Dog 20/20 was the drink of choice for his long time friend, Darnell.  Mack took the offering of the shot, downed it, and managed to keep a stoic face.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Brought your sorry ass something else, too.\rdblquote  Mack said tossing his friend a paper bag.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote  gleamed Darnell (who once was a line backer for a professional football team).  \ldblquote God-fucking-damn, boy, you\rquote re alright\emdash no matter what the fuck they say about you!\rdblquote  Out of the bag and onto the table came some bank cash, a couple bags of hash, and a kilo of coke.\par
\tab Mack got comfortable in the lounge chair and downed another shot of the Mad Dog.  The \ldblquote break room\rdblquote  was a large room; the windows were glazed over with grime; the air conditioning was on its last legs; there was the hum of the snack and soda machines; a rat ran across the piping overhead; the floor needed cleaning (replacing); and it was a typical break room overrun by time and non-caring bikers.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Goddamn,\rdblquote  Darris Gonebad said coming in; he was another former professional football player; not as tall but wider, \ldblquote how the fuck much is there?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re last salary in your last year.\rdblquote  Mack sneered.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-cunt-fucking bitch!\rdblquote  Darris exclaimed, \ldblquote I can get my bike fixed!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck that,\rdblquote  Mack scoffed, \ldblquote fix the fucking air conditioning!\rdblquote\par
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\tab Down the hall from the break room there was another room for another specific purpose.  It had a sublevel and on the cold cement floor a naked Rory Valdeckkio lay in a crumbled heap.  Daemon \ldblquote Two-Legs\rdblquote  Nicher hosed down the naked heap, cleaning him up before he would be played with.\par
\tab Dillion \ldblquote Crusher\rdblquote  nodded his head looking down onto the pitiful human; beside him, Dozer \ldblquote Dozer\rdblquote  Dozeman cracked his knuckles chuckling, \ldblquote this motherfucker aint gonna last long.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I think that\rquote s the idea.\rdblquote  snorted Doully \ldblquote The Duck\rdblquote  Cranshaw.\par
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\tab Making the switch from Mad Dog to something that was \ldblquote clearer\rdblquote  but no less potent was almost a good idea.  After a couple of shots of trying to keep up with his black friends and Mack Borelin couldn\rquote t move.  His stomach gurgled and erupted in serious gut wrenching flames.  He was sweating more and more and maybe perhaps offing Rory at the cement bridge would have been a better option after all.\par
\tab Donny \ldblquote Doberman\rdblquote  Salzberry came chuckling in; Donny was a big-big sonofabitch, 6\rquote 5 and 350 pounds!  Very jovial was Donny, he played a little football professionally but was a semi-pro wrestler by trade.  \par
\tab\ldblquote They\rquote s havin\rquote  fun with that white boy.\rdblquote  he chuckled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gots to see this.\rdblquote  Mack said\emdash and somehow he managed to stand and stumble his drunk ass down the hall to where the \ldblquote they\rquote s were havin\rquote  fun with the white boy.\rdblquote\par
\tab The white boy, Rory, was not havin\rquote  fun.  He was naked, beaten to a pulp, and held in place by one big biker while another\emdash while another was behind the pummeled redneck white boy sodomizing him.  Rory tried to scream his ail but he had reached that pinnacle where his screams were overwhelmed.  Spittle and blood filled and spewed from his mouth; his arms were broken but were still pinned behind his back; his head nestled tightly between biker Dradeon \ldblquote Goose\rdblquote  Vosage, Jr.\par
\page\tab Black biker Davois \ldblquote Dawg\rdblquote  Davis humped tenaciously on Rory; being black he had the stereotypical horse cock and every inch of it was buried up Rory\rquote s ass.  Dawg humped, made \ldblquote orchish\rdblquote  calls, flailing his head, and ram-ram-ramming his cock into the redneck\rquote s hole.\par
   \tab And after what seemed an hour\emdash but was actually only minutes, former professional football player Dawg finished.  He pulled out and spanked the man\rquote s scrawny ass hollering out to his fellow biker\rquote s,\par
\tab\ldblquote NEXT!\rdblquote\par
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\tab In between getting his ass reamed he was given slugs of Mad Dog 20/20 drink.  He was pretty well fucked up; steaming gaping asshole, broken arms, fate unknown.  The bikers just kept coming, kept fucking him, beating his ass with their dicks, peed on him, then; \par
\tab\ldblquote Time to wrap this up.\rdblquote  Mack suggested.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stand this motherfucker\rquote s ass up!\rdblquote  Moose said.  \par
\tab Then, with Dawg holding Rory\rquote s broken arms behind him, Goose did the honors of castrating the sorry redneck, \ldblquote Say goodbye to your nuts, faggot!\rdblquote  and quick as a wink, the knife of Goose sliced the sorry nuts of a one Rory Valdeckkio.\par
\tab Doberman nudged open a grate in the cement floor; Goose showed Rory his bloody nut sac then watched in horror as he calmly dropped the special item into the sewer.\par
\tab\ldblquote Anything else?\rdblquote  Goose asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Naw,\rdblquote  Mack said, \ldblquote I\rquote m done with him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Goose smiled and Dawg dragged the deranged man off into the depths of the warehouse\emdash never to be seen again.  Mack slumped into the break room and had a couple more shots of 20/20 then drifted off to sleep.\fs24\par
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