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Book 9\par
Chapter 48\par
A Completion of Complications\par
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You know, the first guy to discover milk probably did a lot of other weird shit\par
\tab Two little girls playing in an open front yard; cute as they could be!\par
\tab Enter a sleek muscle car, neon yellow, boss wheels, paint job, tinted windows, \ldblquote mean\rdblquote  looking slopped headlights, and sounded \ldblquote boss\rdblquote , too.  The car cruised slowly around a neighborhood with the driver focusing on the two little girls.  One girl, in a light turquoise summery string top and a short-short kiddie skirt did flips, summersaults, and a handstand.  Her friend clad in a red tee-shirt with some cartoon character emblazoned on the front and matching red shorts, just run amok giggling.  When the girls saw the car they stopped their playful antics and were in awe of the massive beast.\par
\tab\ldblquote Girls want a ride?\rdblquote  the driver coolly asked.\par
\tab Natural instinct put the girls on alert; but then he said\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m looking for pirates and their treasure\emdash wanna help?\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls came to the edge of the unkempt yard.\par
\tab\ldblquote We find the treasure and I\rquote ll split it with you!\rdblquote\par
\tab Snag!\par
\tab The girls foolishly raced to the car and piled in.\par
\tab The driver smoothly accelerated down the street\emdash and gone.\par
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\tab Slipping down an alley and the driver of the cool yellow muscle car flipped a switch and then another.  One switch changed the color of the car from yellow to green and the other switch flipped the back license plate.\par
\tab The girls in the backseat were talkative and the driver, Dice Rynoldo, continued filling their pretty heads with pirate talk.  The girls were sold; their families were poor and knew that the promised pirate booty would be just the thing to make their lives better.\par
\tab Out of the alley and down a street, up a street, then out on a country road out of the redneck town a few miles just past a small grove of standing eucalyptus trees.  Dice had been there recently searching for treasure using a treasure finding gizmo.  He was searching for coins and whatever else people dropped while traipsing thru the grove.\par
\tab He found something other than coins.\par
\tab He found a unique flute.\par
\tab The flute was small.\par
\tab The flute was gold.\par
\tab The flute\emdash was gold!\par
\tab Dice knew that the musical instrument probably would fetch a fair price at a pawn shop or someplace like that.  But he kept it\emdash he had a gut feeling that the flute was no ordinary instrument.\par
\tab He was right.\par
\tab Into a small community where there were more actual homes rather than trailers and mobile homes from the community where the little girls came from.  Into an alley and then into a garage that was more situated towards the alley than the front street.  He had to get out of his snazzy ride to open the gate and then the garage door, then drive the car into the garage.  Once parked and the engine shut off he sighed.  Step One complete.\par
\tab From the garage there was a side door that led into the house via a covered walkway.  There were neighbors left and right but none behind or across the street.  Rickety fences on both side plus the alley fence; tall shrubs and trees lined all three sides; the neighbors on the left were elderly and the non-nosey type.  The neighbors on the right worked days.\par
\tab Dice escorted the girls into his home and got them sodas and popcorn.\par
\tab Then he fed them more tales of pirates and their treasures.\par
\tab Then into his basement where firstly he blindfolded the girls \ldblquote so the pirates you wont see and they wont see you!\rdblquote   then; he bound their hands \ldblquote so the pirates wont be able to take you.\rdblquote  and then bound (gagged) their mouths \ldblquote so the pirates wont hear you when we find the pirates\rquote  loot!\rdblquote   sounds legit.\par
\tab Then, the magical flute was brought to the 30ish year old\rquote s mouth and played.  Not hardly a sound was heard\emdash instead; a low-low mono sound that wasn\rquote t musical at all.\par
\tab But what it did do, though, was put the girls in a sort of trance.\par
\tab It meant that all the gagging and binding wasn\rquote t overly necessary.  But being the paranoid type, Dice gagged and bound them anyways.  Insurance.  Another sigh and he sat on his folded knees looking at the girls more closely.\par
\tab The basement was a man-cave; a work in progress.  A long process.  The walls were finished, new carpeting, sparse furnishings, a mini bar and a pinball machine and a few lights.  That was it.  A pool table was planned, some paintings, animal heads (bear, boar, rhino, etc.) a jukebox and so on and so forth.  Man-cave.\par
\tab The girl in the short skirt who had been doing handstands revealing her nice pink panties was Carrie Itchie.  She was a mere six years young, bright-bright blue eyes, blond-blond hair tied back in a loose ponytail with heavy bangs\emdash in need of a slight trim.  She stood absolutely still\emdash not even moving, shrieking, or crying when Dice tugged her panties down.\par
\tab Fondling her ass and\'85nothing.\par
\tab The blindfold was removed\emdash slowly.\par
\tab He stuck his tongue out at her and waggled it.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab Off came her panties; off came the skirt and the shirt.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab He fingered her pussy.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab He fingered her pussy more.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab Pressing his lips to hers he squeezed her ass, fingered her pussy, then hauled out his cock taking her hand to it to please him in a masturbatory way.  The girl merely breathed and Dice was satisfied.  Laying her down on the cushiony carpet he spread her legs and went down on her licking her delicate poon to his delight.\par
\tab Sperm was leaking from his pud; he smeared the spunk matter on the child\rquote s cunny gouging her slit until he was just about to make entry.  He stopped himself from that deed and merely humped until ejaculating.  Then he smeared his spunk into the slit before undressing her friend, Beth.\par
\tab Morals?  Never heard of him.  Dice creamed on both girls; humped their little slits and seriously-seriously poked and prodded them before straddling their chests and going off into their mouths.  Then he spanked them before attempting sodomy.  That was a no-go but he enjoyed trying.\par
\tab The flute.  He was marveled at how well it worked.  Previously and he had discovered the flute\rquote s magical abilities while sitting at the movieplex in town.  While sitting on one of the cement picnic tables by the water fountain he noted some hot teenage girls.  He was twice their age but he looked younger, in his twenties.  He wasn\rquote t so \ldblquote dashing\rdblquote  as his car so he needed a little help \ldblquote swaying\rdblquote  hot girls to hang with him.\par
\tab For a time and he thought that the flute was plugged up\emdash but he could see thru it so that wasn\rquote t it.  There were some holes, a gold string tether, and some odd inscriptions one the bottom.  He found that since it didn\rquote t \ldblquote play\rdblquote  music so well, or maybe it was him, just having the object would probably be draw enough.  Of course, when the girls came over to him one had to ask \ldblquote Can you play it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote No.\rquote  but that wasn\rquote t going to stop him.\par
\tab He tried\emdash and cringed when only the low-low notes came from the flute.\par
\tab The girls, though, didn\rquote t laugh or make a sound one.\par
\tab The one girl, Daphne, with flaming red hair (and lots of it) was leaning in, hand holding some of that flaming hair out of her face\emdash and frozen like a pillar of salt.  The other girl, dark hair, was close by and equally frozen.\par
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\pard\tab Dice looked to them, \ldblquote Hello?\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab A minute passed and still\emdash nothing.\par
\tab Around them and the movieplex was letting out; there were shops lining both sides of the open courtyard. There were smells aplenty; barbeque and Chinese, Mediterranean, and popcorn.\par
\tab Carefully, slowly, Dice put his hand on Daphne.\par
\tab The girl reacted with a sudden startle.\par
\tab Not good.\par
\tab It was a learning experience.\par
\tab And twice more he tried the same thing learning more and more but not quite the whole bit.  He managed to get the Subject mindless so to speak but that was all.  As soon as he \ldblquote touched\rdblquote  the Subject she awoke with a startle and a glare at Dice.\par
\tab It took a lot of time, months; a lot of trail and a lot of error before stumbling on a tune that did more than stun the Subjects.  A bit of a fanciful Irish jig seemed to do the trick.  It was tricky to master; the more the tune was played the more the Subjects were \ldblquote stunned.\rdblquote   \par
\tab Armed with new enthusiasm he struck out to do some immorality.\par
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\tab The Dice Man wasn\rquote t much into \ldblquote women.\rdblquote   They were problems; they came with baggage, strings attached, wanted something out of a relationship (like money).  Some women were just screwed up, psycho matter and just not worth the bother of maintaining.  Teenage girls\emdash iffy.  Some were scatter brains, some had boyfriend problems, relationship problems, parental unit problems, and a long list of \ldblquote other.\rdblquote\par
\tab Girls, pre-teen, much easier to deal with\emdash and armed with the magic flute much easier to acquire.  And being the pervert that he was\emdash he liked \lquote em young!  And it wasn\rquote t so much the thing requirement to make vaginal or anal penetration; humping on their slit, on their face, in the mouth got him off just as much.\par
\tab Sighting in on a little girl with a terrific little butt got his juices flowing.  She, though, not alone\emdash there was a boy with her\emdash her brother.  The girl herself was about six, the boy about a year older and they both were with their mother.\par
\tab The mother, kinda tall, lots of blond hair flowing, slender build, early thirties, nice ass.  With the magic flute there was no pursuit of a \ldblquote relationship.\rdblquote   Dice had found the tunes of Rachmaninoff mixed with a fanciful tune of an Irish jig, the Washerwoman, did the trick of subduing the Subjects one-two-three.  He still marveled at how that worked.\par
\tab Noting that the family didn\rquote t get into a vehicle after exiting the movieplex he followed them across the street and into a neighboring housing complex.\par
\tab Only when the family reached their front door of their single story abode did Dice make with the flute.  Had he his ride he might have gotten them and taken them to his abode.  But he didn\rquote t.  The family entered their home with Dice right behind them.\par
\tab With no car in the drive, a nice rock on the woman\rquote s finger, portraits of the family on the wall, there was a \ldblquote daddy\rdblquote  presence\emdash but he wasn\rquote t \ldblquote present\rdblquote  at the time.\par
\tab The magic flute wasn\rquote t an EMAD; it might have been but Dice hadn\rquote t acquired explicit knowledge of such.  All he knew was that it put people in a trance; a deep trance so deep that they were totally unawares of what was happening to them.  The other (if any) idiosyncrasies of the flute would just have to remain hidden and undisclosed.\par
\tab No matter.  Dice took the family into the mommy\rquote s bedroom where he assessed his options; the mommy (Shelly) or the kids Mindy-Conner.  The mommy, Shelly, wore a nice outfit of a simple top concealing a nice set of 32Cs; lovely blond hair that was semi styled and long to just passed her shoulders.  A funky bellbottomed pair of off-blue slacks concealing a nice set of bodacious booty.\par
\tab Down came the slacks.\par
\tab Nothing from the woman.\par
\tab Noting such Dice slid down her panties (off-pink.)\par
\tab Standing before her he fingered her pussy.\par
\tab Nothing.  No gasp, no widening of the eyes.  Nothing.\par
\tab Embracing the near naked woman he caught a whiff of her perfume; it was nice and enthused him.  Off came her top and bra.  Then he positioned her on her bed removing her slacks and panties from her ankles.\par
\tab A nice modern bedroom; lots of pictures of the family and the extended family, simple furnishings (but good quality.)  Keeping just out of sight he closed the curtains and drapes then undressed himself.  He eyed the little girl, Mindy, and before going to her mother he waggled his cock before the little girl\rquote s face.\par
\tab Nothing.  It was a marvel.\par
\tab Onto the woman who was way beyond his usual age range; he wasn\rquote t a titty man but she had some nice knockers.  Dice\rquote s preference was teenage titties and little girl asses!  Her pussy was trim but he didn\rquote t go down on her\emdash he went in dry!  There was a little pre-fuck introduction; gliding his cock up and down the slit before plunging in.  It was good to fuck pussy that was fuckable.  He reeled in the penetration and tried to take his time\emdash that lasted about a minute.  Slow progress in the process until such a time as there was the need to speed up.  The woman\rquote s titties perked up and Dice found himself sucking them.\par
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\pard\tab Dice entered into a magical world of sexual bliss.  So much so that his asshole clenched, toes curled, and world was rocked.  Indeed, there WAS something to say about fuckable pussy.  Orgasm came doubling his appreciation.  He pumped hard with much vigor squirting a very generous amount of jiz until he was well drained.  Sitting back he watched as he cum oozed out of the woman\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Teenage girls were on his list.\par
\tab First, though\emdash\par
\tab Mindy.\par
\tab She was six years young; very pretty, wearing jeans and a blue shirt with a cartoon character on the front.  Pants down and there were basic white panties to greet him.  Panties down and there was a nice virgin pussy to greet him.\par
\tab Naked and the child was laid out on her mother\rquote s bed.  Her legs were spread and here Dice went down on the young girl licking her pussy until he was well enthused again\emdash his cock specifically.\par
\tab Normally and The Dice Man didn\rquote t penetrate such young girls.\par
\tab Normally.\par
\tab This time, however\emdash\par
\tab But just the head.  He fingered the girl\rquote s cunny plus her equally virginal asshole then poked steadily his cock to those two virgin holes until he managed to get the head of his dick into the girl\rquote s cunt.  He strove to make a bit more entry; it wasn\rquote t easy but he didn\rquote t care.  He pumped and drove his cock a little further in before just pumping with only half his cock in.\par
\tab When he came his juices kind of helped make a little more entry.\par
\tab Then he tried for her asshole but that was too tough\emdash too tight and his dick too shagged out.\par
\tab The boy, Conner, was stripped of his clothing and Dice played with him, too.  Mostly fondling, fingering, and trying for anal penetration.  A no-go there but he had fun trying.\par
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\tab After the family he returned to his ride in the parking lot and contemplated his next move.  There were lots of teenage possibles but they weren\rquote t alone and he couldn\rquote t easily cull them away.  At a nearby pizzeria he watched a group of girls and was denied access as well.\par
\tab That was when he went cruising and found the two little girls that went on a pirate treasure hunt with him.  Still reeling from almost fucking Mindy he did so with Carrie and Beth making a bit more penetration than with Mindy.  He kissed on them, spanked them, fingered their bung holes, attempted bung hole penetration, then settled for out and out fucking.\par
\tab Afterwards and it was time to trade them in.\par
\tab The hospital parking lot was his first choice\emdash but there was too much activity there.  Cops and television reporters all over the place.  Not a good place to dump the girls.  He didn\rquote t feel comfortable dropping them off anywhere else in town\emdash so it was back out on the country road and back to where it began.\par
\tab The grove.  The grove of eucalyptus trees where he first found the flute.\par
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\tab The girls, butt naked, were \ldblquote pushed\rdblquote  to the direction of the redneck village of mismatched mixmatched assorted trailers and other hovels.  Dice himself amscrayed thru the grove of trees coming up on a strange sight; a dwarf (er, midget/Little Person) sitting on a partial brick fence.\par
\tab\ldblquote Have you seen my golden flute lyin\rquote  around?\rdblquote  he asked in a thick Irish voice.\par
\tab Dice was taken aback, gulped, sweated, and was all kinds of guilty.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, no.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Little Person, clad in typical Irish wear, complete with green top hat, \par
\tab\ldblquote Try as you will, and try as you might, who steals me golden flute won\rquote t live through the night!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dice blurted a hearty \ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote\par
\tab The little Irish dude seemed to know Dice had his flute.\par
\tab\ldblquote Give it back you hear!  Or I\rquote ll rip off yer ear!  (and make a boner wrapper out of it!)\rdblquote\par
\tab Dice backed up; was this guy serious?  The dude was barely four feet tall!\par
\tab\ldblquote Whattya gonna do, little man?  You aint shit to me!\rdblquote  and he started to walk on (but going around the weird little man.)\par
\tab The \ldblquote weird little man\rdblquote  had a twinkle in his eye and sneer on his face.  Cocking his head he made some inaudible sounds and produced a SILVER flute.  He began playing it, a Mozartian tune with a bit of a flare.\par
\tab Dice didn\rquote t know what (or who) he was dealing with and was in a quandary about should he pull out the golden flute.  If he did, then the little man would know.  Then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll play you this tune, it\rquote s a lovely sound; you shouldn\rquote t be so cocky on questionable ground!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote  Dice said.  He had had enough of the queer little man and turned to leave him in his demented little world.  But couldn\rquote t\emdash his feet were mired in the earth.  All the ground around him had suddenly turned to muck and Dice Rynoldo was \ldblquote sinking.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote HEY!\rdblquote  Dice exclaimed.  \ldblquote WHAT THE FUCK!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote My flute you have will end this calamity; hand it over and there will no tragedy!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dice was pissed, confused, and sinking.\par
\tab\ldblquote HERE!  HERE!\rdblquote  he said frantically tossing the golden flute to the man.\par
\tab The little man, Nog, looked his instrument over musing,\par
\tab\ldblquote Yer slobbering lips I do not appreciate; you\rquote re a thief and a liar!  Asphyxiate!\rdblquote  he snapped his fingers, mumbled some more words and the earth\emdash the earth swallowed Dice Rynoldo!\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm,\rdblquote  bemused Nog, \ldblquote tragic.\rdblquote  He giggled, farted, then found Dice\rquote s car.  More \ldblquote hmmming\rdblquote  and a bit a searching the car over he found in the ash tray a joint.  Firing it up he relaxed and chilled out contemplating his next move.\par
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\tab\ldblquote I found this poor unfortunate homeless girl laying among the bins in an alley; she was scroungy looking and smelled horrible.   I knew in my heart underneath all that grime was a pretty girl.  So, I took her home, cleaned her up, bathed her, combed her hair, and as I was toweling her off\emdash well, one thing led to another and we wound up banging it hard right there on the bathroom floor!  At one point I was fuckin\rquote  her so hard you\rquote d think she was still alive!\rdblquote   End.\par
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Nog Nuahcrepel and the Terrible Horrible Fucked Up Day\par
\tab From Here to There\par
\tab Groveswood  Woodgrove Grovewood Village  Woodtown  Woodton\par
\tab The tri-county area had small many small groves of woods, standing tall pines, cedar, spruce, and what sort that which was \ldblquote wood.\rdblquote   In among the groves were villages, hamlets, towns, and a parish or two.  The Bo Cephus story took place in Grovewood, the Nog story up next takes place in Woodgrove, a town just down the road.\par
\tab A bit o\rquote  magic was needed to operate Dice\rquote s car that Nog now had taken possession of.  Being a wee lad of 3\rquote 6, a few red cunt hairs from an even 4-foot, Nog\rquote s feet did not reach the peddles for the brake and accelerator.  The radio was annoying as Dice\rquote s music choice was brash and crude.  The power buttons for the windows amused Nog\emdash as did all the electronic funny business of the car itself.\par
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\tab It happened kinda fast\emdash as most things of this nature did.  Karen Smokesgrass had hoped living out from the City and even the \lquote burbs would save her family from the horrors of the City and \lquote burbs.  And for a time all was well.\par
\tab For a time.  Then\emdash\par
\tab As she hung out some laundry to air dry in the summer air a strange feeling came over her.  At first and she was nauseous, dizzy, and felt this horrible feeling of doom overwhelming her.  Then she was moving back into her country style ranch house where she met her children one-two-three who seemed equally sick.\par
\tab Then\emdash then there seemed to be another child present.\par
\tab No, not it was one of them little people; a Midget\emdash er, a dwarf.\par
\tab But there was something odd about him.\par
\tab He was clad in Irish apparel; the stereotypical leprechaun.\par
\tab Karen was stunned\emdash and confused.  She wanted to say,\par
\tab\ldblquote May I help you?\rdblquote  but the words didn\rquote t formulate.  The funny looking Irish little person cocked his wee head and was smiling.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wont you come into the house?\rdblquote  he said in a thick Irish accent.\par
\tab\ldblquote So we can get to know one another better?\rdblquote\par
\tab Karen felt instant fear and grave trepidation.  A frantic feeling overwhelmed her\emdash but, there, too\emdash another feeling.  A foreboding feeling.  Her feet wouldn\rquote t move\emdash not backwards anyways.  The birds that had been twittering now were drowned out by some sort of bizarre melodic tune she was unfamiliar with.  The scents she was used to; mint, wild catnip, sage, and onion faded\emdash replaced by a curious new smell\emdash or odor\emdash she couldn\rquote t quite determine.\par
\tab Karen\rquote s eyes locked to the mythical creature; he had flaming red hair, long.  A pug nose, an almost grotesque face, and blazing eyes of green!  There was great fear welling in the country woman; the melodic tune began to increase in her head drowning out everything\emdash including vision.\par
\tab The next thing she knew\'85\par
\tab She was naked laying on her bed, spread eagled, hands and feet tied outward to the wooden post of the four-poster bed minus the canopy.  Karen\rquote s children, one-two-three stood alongside one side of the bed\emdash equally naked.  The melodic tune was in the background\emdash it was dull, listless, tuneless.  Confusion reigned supreme in the woman\rquote s mind but her fear had been diminished.  She was still frightened but her confusion had eroded the fear.\par
\tab From Nog\rquote s point of view\emdash all was going just fine.\par
\tab Naked Albert, just turned thirteen, was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a roomful of rockers; nervous as a whore at church (making eye contact with the deacon she was with the previous night!)  As nervous as a nun at a nudist colony; your mom at parent/teacher night when she notices your teacher from the strip club\'85\par
\tab Sure, he had seen his sisters naked; sure, he and the sisters had engaged in \ldblquote touchy/feely\rdblquote .  Sure he jerked off thinking of fucking them.  But that was between he and them; private.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you FINGER your sisters?\rdblquote  Nog asked.\par
\tab It was clear that the boy didn\rquote t want to answer\emdash leastways, not in front of his mother.  The boy breathed hard and couldn\rquote t understand how he was not able to run away.  He was still confused on how he and so \ldblquote willingly\rdblquote  stripped off his clothes.  Then, of course, there was his naked mother on the bed.\par
\tab How the hell did THAT happen?\par
\tab Albert answered that he HAD seen his mother naked a few times.\par
\tab He had been spying.\par
\tab\ldblquote Did ye play with yer dick while watchin\rquote  \lquote er?\rdblquote  Nog wanted to know.\par
\tab It was a struggle to keep that tidbit of information to himself but Albert finally blurted \ldblquote YES!\rdblquote\par
\tab Nog chuckled.  His sisters seemed mortified; but that could be from being naked with their brother, their naked mother on the bed, and the bizarre invasive questions being posed to them\emdash and they unable to hold back answering truthfully.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ever SUCK yer brother\rquote s bone?\rdblquote  Nog asked of the oldest girl, Mary.\par
\tab The fifteen year old with incredible blue eyes, incredible blond hair that was long and loose, soft eyes, soft facial features, a great smile, and a great body when naked, looked petrified.  She slowly-slowly shook her head that she hadn\rquote t.\par
\tab The girl was absolutely mortified when the leprechaun asked of her if she had given head to a boyfriend, ever fingered herself, and if ever she had fingered her sister.\par
\tab Mary was too stunned to answer\emdash but Laura blurted right out,\par
\tab\ldblquote YES!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary was once more mortified.\par
\tab Nog chuckled, then farted.  The noxious fumes were powerful, potent, blinding.\par
\tab\ldblquote Give your brother a suck job.\rdblquote  Nog said in a commanding low voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck his cock\emdash suck it now\emdash or me and my magic flute will turn ye into a big\emdash fat\emdash cow!\rdblquote\par
\tab Whether or not he could turn her into a big\emdash fat\emdash cow, Mary wasn\rquote t taking any chances and went to her knees taking her brother\rquote s cock into her mouth.  The mother laying tussed up in the bed was horrified.  More horror was to come.\par
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\tab Karen watched in horror as her children preformed various sex acts as well as heard their admissions of sexual misdeeds.  Mary admitted (under duress) that she had sucked her boyfriend\rquote s cock.  Once.  She wasn\rquote t sure about it (whether or not she liked it and if she would do it again.)  Mary also admitted to fingering herself AND her sister, Laura!  The two often shared a bed and did so naked!  The admitted also as well too that she often watched her brother Albert fingering himself.  The three Smokegrass children all engaged in the typical sibling touchy-feely\emdash mutual masturbating (fingering).\par
\tab Albert James Smokegrass did-did-did very much infacto want to FUCK FUCK FUCK his sisters\emdash Mary and Laura.  There was a third girl, asleep in her bed for her afternoon nap\emdash she was three.  Albert wasn\rquote t interested in her.\par
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\pard\tab Touch and feel was the only thing the girls were willing to go with their brother.  Albert wanted to go more\emdash a lot more.  He wanted to \ldblquote touch\rdblquote  the girls with his dick against their butt, pussy, mouth, titties, etc.  Laura was actually kind of sort of willing to let him but Mary forbid it.\par
\tab\ldblquote It could lead to something.\rdblquote  she stated.  True.\par
\tab So, other than his hand, his sisters\rquote  hand, there was his bed to fuck, his pillow, his best friend\rquote s butt cheek, sisters panties, mother\rquote s panties\'85\par
\tab\'85 \'85 best friend\rquote s butt cheek?  Oops!\par
\tab Sisters panties?  MOTHER\rquote S PANTIES!\par
\tab Nog chuckled at the divulging Albert.  He was crying\emdash but had a significant boner as Mary preformed excellently on his cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Time to take care of that magnificent boner,\rdblquote  said Nog, \ldblquote get on the bed\emdash FUCK YER MOTHER!\rdblquote\par
\tab Albert resisted.  He had no intention of fucking his mother\emdash well, not if she weren\rquote t willing!  But as the boy tried to resist a drowning tune invaded his mind causing him to black out.  Mary and Laura heard the tune, too, but were not so effected as was their brother.  They watched in horror as their naked thirteen year old crawled onto the bed and positioned himself between his mother\rquote s legs and entered her.  Pumping began and the girls were mystified.\par
\tab His first sex.  Actual sex.  No pillow.  No bed.  No best friend\rquote s ass cheek.\par
\tab In his mind, though, the image of his mother was not quite clear.  It was all about the pussy.  All about fucking.  The \ldblquote who\rdblquote  was not so important.  That came when after he had cum and his mind was freed.  The dark foreboding clouds that had clouded his mind, the horrible deafening \ldblquote classical\rdblquote  music that had roared in his mind all evaporated allowing him to see his dear sweet mother.\par
\tab The sudden realization of what he had done gripped the boy.  He gave a final jut of sexual love then collapsed on her heaving, sweating, begging forgiveness.\par
\tab\ldblquote It wasn\rquote t all THAT bad now, was it?\rdblquote  Nog asked of Karen.\par
\tab\lquote Fuck you!\rquote  was Karen\rquote s first sentiment.  Then, \ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab Albert then was directed to \ldblquote move up\rdblquote  his mother and place his cock between her very nice mommy titties.  Young Albert was horrified but when the music and clouds began to formulate once more in his mind\emdash he moved.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, milady, suck\emdash his\emdash dick!\rdblquote\par
\tab Karen was more than horrified.  More than disgusted, sickened, dismayed, and so on.  But like her son, she was \ldblquote compelled\rdblquote  to perform and SUCK her son\rquote s cock (fresh from cumming in her pussy) was a done deal.\par
\tab Mary and Laura were visibly upset, holding hands, naked, crying.\par
\tab Nog looked the girls over\emdash Mary noticed and was horrified herself.\par
\tab Nog smiled\emdash an evil smile.  Mary didn\rquote t like it.\par
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\pard\tab When Albert had been sucked on for several minutes he got off his mother and stood opposite of his sisters.  Nog \ldblquote magically\rdblquote  directed to lay across her mother\rquote s stomach and to take her brother\rquote s nut sac into her mouth.  Nog delighted in watching the children carry out his diabolical plan.  Laura fussed but engulfed her brother\rquote s fuzzy nads and sucked-sucked-sucked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now that\rquote s a neat trick!\rdblquote  giggled Nog, \ldblquote Now for you, my dear child so sweet, go down on yer sister\emdash like her neat!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary hesitated\emdash er, tried to.  A compelling force forced her to her knees and another pressed her head to her sister\rquote s bald cunt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lick her pussy, lick it quick!  Or you will wrath me and get the stick!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mary saw the little man\rquote s Irish stick, the shillelagh.\par
\tab Mary \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her sister\rquote s cunt licking it for several minutes.\par
\tab Laura oohed and ahed as she continuously sucked-sucked-sucked her brother\rquote s balls.  Her legs flailed about, she bucked, and at length\emdash came.  Not a lot but it was an orgasm just the same.  Mary (on her own) had begun fingering her sex and towards the end of her sisterly loving she seemed to be getting into the deed.\par
\tab Albert came around sliding his throbbing hard cock into Laura\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Mary hadn\rquote t moved back so her view was spot on seeing Albert\rquote s cock going into Laura.\par
\tab\ldblquote Play with his balls!\rdblquote  commented Nog.\par
\tab Mary clutched her brother\rquote s sucked on balls and marveled at the up close and too personal viewing of sex in progress.\par
\tab Albert went three minutes before cumming.\par
\tab Laura was a virgin\emdash as evident on her brother\rquote s cock.\par
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\tab Mary took her turn laying across her mother\rquote s body as her sister had; and, as her sister had she suckled on her brother\rquote s balls.  But instead of Albert coming around to fuck Mary like he had had with Laura\emdash it was Nog!\par
\tab The naked leprechaun had an amazing pronounced cock\emdash making up for his diminutive size.  Mary was unaware of Nog\rquote s doings and was freaking out about it\emdash but had her brother\rquote s testicles in her mouth and a \ldblquote force\rdblquote  overwhelming holding her down.\par
\tab Nog and his amazing seven and a half inch cock entered the fifteen year old and \ldblquote rocked her world.\rdblquote   It was to say that Nog\rquote s world was equally rocked.  For Mary, her cunny instantly became excited and came within the first few thrusts.  She wasn\rquote t sickened but horribly-horribly incensed.  Then the sensations of orgasm filled her, consumed her.  Her cunny vibrated in a manner she did not know possible.  Nog fucked slowly at times, sped up, then concluded with a marvelous thrusting that reached a pivotal crescendo unknown to man.\par
\tab With a throbbing/aching hard cock, Albert James entered Laura\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab The boy\rquote s eyes fluttered; so did his heart.  Natural instinct took over and the just turned teenager began to fuck like there was no tomorrow.  Laura grunted, wept some, then found that getting laid wasn\rquote t so bad\emdash even if it was from her own brother.\par
\tab Mary wasn\rquote t the same.  Her cunny tingled and she was \ldblquote lost\rdblquote  with a glazed looked over her face.  Nog chuckled and slid his lengthy schlong into Karen driving her into an equal euphoria.  Which was good \lquote cause then she didn\rquote t fully comprehend when her young daughter, Laura, confessed to \ldblquote taking it up the ass\rdblquote  by her dad.\par
\tab By her dad!\par
\tab Daddy Smokesgrass was on a construction site in a neighboring city.\par
\tab Occasionally and did Laura get into trouble; fibbing mostly.  A broken window from an errant pitched baseball.  Back talking, chores not done, and other common offenses; fighting with siblings mostly, got her marched out to the woodshed behind the house where she stripped off ALL her clothes, got on ALL fours, and received swatting.\par
\tab Just a few swats; enough to turn the girl\rquote s pert little ass a bright shade of red.\par
\tab Then, butt fucking.\par
\tab Daddy Smokesgrass rammed his daddy dong into Laura\rquote s cornhole and had a grand ole time doing so.  But that was all; no vaginal, no oral, not even by hand.\par
\tab And Mary?  She was the good one; got good grades at school, played guitar, sang, could recite several passages from the Bible, did her chores, and so on.  She didn\rquote t get butt fucked\emdash she got fingered!\par
\tab She also gave her daddy a handjob!\par
\tab In turn, he spanked her ass\emdash she liked it!\par
\tab Nog was impressed and put it to Smokesgrass children to carry on with their dear daddy\emdash to give him handjobs, blowjobs as well as spread their cheeks and legs for him.  Albert excluded from interactions with his dad; but he would engage sexually with his sisters.\par
\tab Including the littlest one, Carrie!\par
\tab Nog emptied his load into Karen and then put Albert into fucking Mary.\par
\tab Nog smoked a joint and continued to weave his fantastic magic to the girls on how they were to please their daddy.  Karen was in a world to her own; she was to have a sexual relationship with Albert.  More weaving of his incestuous web put it to the family that what they did within the walls of their quaint home was perfectly alright.\par
\tab With that, Nog released Karen from her bindings.  Mary and Laura were fucked silly and lay in a swath of sex sweat with their young minds frapped.  Albert was taken to the bedroom where little Carrie lay\'85\par
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\pard bronntanas de bhuachaill\'ed\par
(nay, not a misspelling; it\rquote s Gaelic!  \ldblquote A gift of boys\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Bring boys for the Lady\rdblquote  the text message read.  Nog nodded his head musing,\par
\tab\ldblquote I can do that.\rdblquote  he chuckled and put Dice\rquote s ride in motion.\par
\tab And by the end of the business day he arrived at the Agency in the company of seven young boys!  Seven!  While the new arrivals were being introduced to the others in the Introductory Room, Nog visited the Fallen Dragon Lady.\par
\tab Two tall guards guarded the door the Lady\rquote s private quarters.  Nog gave the two guards the eye.\par
\tab\ldblquote I was invited.\rdblquote  he said in a determined don\rquote t-fuck-with-me voice.\par
\tab The guards nodded; they were clad in an all-black sheen leather outfit exposing their titties and cunnies.  Nog knew that they were dangerous\emdash but so was he!\par
\tab The door opened (without the guards moving) and Nog nodding to the guards made his way winking to the guard on the right conveying,\par
\tab\ldblquote And maybe Nog will be invited to visit you later on!\rdblquote  he smiled, tipped his hat and brushed the tip of his shillelagh to the guard\rquote s bald naked cunt.  Nog entered into the Lady\rquote s quarters.\par
\tab The guard whom Nog had winked at\emdash and touched with his stick, conveyed to the other \ldblquote That\rquote ll be the day!\rdblquote\par
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You ever think that Pavlov sitting at a caf\'e9 and hears a bell and suddenly jumps up shouting \ldblquote Shit!  I forgot to feed the dog!\rdblquote\par
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The Agency\par
\tab There were other Agents of the Agency suppling requests for the visiting Fallen Dragon.  Other than outside Agents Sergei \ldblquote Knuckles\rdblquote  and Nog there was this lovely individual\emdash\par
\tab Taking a long drag on his cigarette his eyes narrowed as several Prospects got his attention.  The day was nice in the City Park; there were drifting clouds of the non-threatening kind, the air was cool, the trees in the park plentiful.  A small group of teens sat under a tree with one playing a guitar.  Not far from them some young girls tumbled, flipped, flopped, and tumbled some more.  Further away and some teens were engaged in a volleyball game, a soccer game was going on at the far end of the park.\par
\tab What caught Michael Pundsum\rquote s attention was the teenage boy in the company of a young girl\emdash qu ite possibly his little sister.  The little girl was all about running off to play\emdash the boy was all about chasing after her.\par
\tab Michael Pundsum watched the pair closely.  His mind drifted.  It wasn\rquote t so long ago that he himself was chasing after his little sister.  He missed her.  He missed his mom.  A few weeks after joining the Agency he said glumly in the Agency suburban house \ldblquote lost in thought.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Something I can do for you maybe?\rdblquote  Agent Chuckles asked.\par
\tab For a while and the new Agent said nothing; then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, yeah there is.\rdblquote  It was hard to say, harder to ask; but\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Could you find my dad?\rdblquote\par
\tab Michael hadn\rquote t seen his dad since he was ten.  His mom never told him the actual reason he wasn\rquote t around\emdash he was there one day\emdash then gone the next.  The information was passed on to the Agent with him saying \ldblquote I\rquote ll get back to you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Three months and counting\'85\par
\tab Meanwhile back to the park.\par
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\tab Ozzie noted the teen boy noting the girls who were tumbling, flipping, exposing\emdash and young.  Michael \ldblquote Ozzie\rdblquote  Pundsum also noted the teen boy gouging the heel of his hand to his groin in obvious distress.  He was a nice looking teen boy and probably should have a girlfriend.  Probably.\par
\tab The little girl was probably his little sister or a girl he was babysitting.\par
\tab She was awfully friendly, though; after dashing about playing with the other girls she ran back to the teen boy plopping on his lap.  The boy looked around and seemed somewhat \ldblquote nervous.\rdblquote   The little girl wore a short-short blue skirt and as she sat on the teen boy\rquote s lap\emdash a lot of revealing intrigue was revealed.\par
\tab No panties!\par
\tab Ozzie\rquote s keen eyes got a crotch shot and was immediately more intrigued than before.  Of course, there were lots of reasons why such a young lassie wasn\rquote t appropriately attired; she wet \lquote em, she ditched \lquote em, the teenage boy whose lap she occupied shucked them.\par
\tab Sitting on a park picnic table bench facing the playing kids Ozzie watched as carefully the teen boy ran his fingers up and down the little tyke\rquote s legs.  Had there not been so many kids playing so close by and the teen boy was likely to have fingered the girl.  Likely.\par
\tab Then Ozzie noted the boy seemingly simulating \ldblquote humping.\rdblquote   As the child sat on his lap he \ldblquote humped\rdblquote .  His cock was supposedly tremendously hard (but still tucked away out of sight.)  The little girl suddenly bolted from his lap racing to play with the other children leaving the teen boy in an obvious agonizing plight.\par
\tab The boy crossed legs and watched the little girl\emdash and the other little girls.\par
\tab To make matters worse; the little girl brought over \ldblquote a bunch of little girls\rdblquote .\par
\tab All chattering trying to get him to play with them.\par
\tab Ozzie was sure that the young teen sure did want to!\par
Fun in the park\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi!\rdblquote  said Ozzie cheerfully.  He wasn\rquote t usually the cheerful kind but sometimes he made an effort.\par
\tab The teen boy, Sam, was a little startled and offered a meek \ldblquote hello\rdblquote  in return.\par
\tab Another day in the park another sunny day and hard ache for illicitness.\par
\tab The boy sat on another picnic table watching the little girl, his sister.\par
\tab There weren\rquote t too many other kids in the park that particular day.  No reason; there just wasn\rquote t.  The little girl once more was clad in a short-short skirt; yellow this time.  Panties?  Remained to be seen.\par
\tab Ozzie leaned against the wooden table noting the boy being a little nervous and/or suspicious.\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s something you should know.\rdblquote   Ozzie said slyly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah?  What\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I saw you the other day.\rdblquote  And he showed the boy a picture and then video from his cell phone.\par
\tab Sam Jammerson lost all color in his boyish face.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s ok,\rdblquote  Ozzie said calmly, \ldblquote I like it\emdash and I have some friends who like stuff like that, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam was confused.\par
\tab\ldblquote These friends pay money for stuff like this.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote M-money?\rdblquote  Sam asked taking his attention from his playing sister.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Interested?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I guess so.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Wh-what do I have to do?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ozzie chuckled a little then showed the boy some pictures and videos of young girls\emdash naked, playing Twister, laying down with their legs spread, all around five to seven years young.\par
\tab Sam \ldblquote creamed his jeans.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We can start with two twenties and a ten spot.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam was speechless.\par
\tab\ldblquote And all you have to do\emdash is bring her over.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam called for his sister, Cheryl.  The little girl hopped over; she was as cute as could be; long strawberry blond hair tied back in a lose flopping ponytail, chubby cheeks, bright brilliant bright blue eyes, long bangs, and out of breath from playing so hard.  Up on her brother\rquote s lap she went\emdash spreading her legs unknowingly and unwittingly.\par
\tab Ozzie captured the moment on the cell phone (and noted that once again\emdash no panties!)\par
\tab The boy looked petrified.\par
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\pard\tab Ozzie smiled and showed him the capturing on the cell phone then handed him the fifty dollars.\par
\tab\ldblquote It gets better.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam licked his lips.  \ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you play with her?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam shrugged, \ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote  But that wasn\rquote t what Ozzie was implying.\par
\tab\ldblquote I mean, do you give her a bath, dress her, wipe her?\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy lost color again and looked almost ashen.\par
\tab He answered, though, \ldblquote S-some-sometimes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Leaning close and locking eyes with the thirteen year old,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you finger her?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam wasn\rquote t na\'efve and knew what THAT implied.\par
\tab Breathing hard, licking his lips, he was about ready to bolt.\par
\tab Then Ozzie produced another twenty dollar bill.\par
\tab Sam nodded that it was so\emdash along with bathing, dressing, and \ldblquote wiping\rdblquote  he also fingered.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just your finger?\rdblquote  Ozzie asked.\par
\tab Again, the boy was ready to bolt, but he nodded very-very slightly Yes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Excellent!\rdblquote  smiled Ozzie\emdash and handed over the twenty.\par
\tab\ldblquote And lastly, have you put your wee-wee against her?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam couldn\rquote t breathe.\par
\tab Ozzie showed him ANOTHER twenty.\par
\tab Sam locked eyes on the money; Cheryl wriggled so on his lap seriously exposing herself.  Sam nodded No.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam paused.  Paused.  Paused.  Then looked like he was ready to cry.\par
\tab He nodded Yes.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll give you a ten, then fifty more if you do so now.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam nearly fell faint.  That would be $150!\par
\tab Looking around\emdash and no one around,\par
\tab\ldblquote Here?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ozzie looked around; the park wasn\rquote t busy but there were peoples about.\par
\tab Leaving the table they walked to a garden shed that was seldom used due to city budget cuts.  Inside and the small wooden shed was a bit musty, dusty, and homey.  A window in the rear was opened for air; two other windows on the sides were closed and grimy.  The door itself was rickety and had a window; also grimy.\par
\tab Little Cheryl was placed on an old soda freezer and none the wiser for the antics that ensued\emdash like her stripped summery string top being removed along with her short-short skirt.\par
\tab Now,\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, give her a lick.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam leaned in to kiss-lick his sister\rquote s face.\par
\tab\ldblquote Between the legs!\rdblquote  dumbass.\par
\tab It took five seconds before the boy applied his tongue to where his sister peed from.  It was his first time and he had never-ever heard of such a thing.  And he didn\rquote t know if whether or not it was gross\emdash or thrilling.  He licked, lapped, licked, and ached.  Ozzie noted the boy surreptitiously gouging himself.\par
\tab\lquote take your pants down.\rquote\par
\tab Sam didn\rquote t even pause and unhitched his pants pushing them down.\par
\tab He wore typical tidy-whiteys.  They were pushed down also as well too.\par
\tab The light from the windows (although grimy) allowed just enough light to see\emdash to see that Sam David Jammerson had a boner.  A terrific boner!\par
\tab\lquote pick her up, hold her.\rquote\par
\tab Sam picked his sister up from the dusty non-functioning freezer and continuing to follow the \ldblquote voice\rdblquote  in his head placed the child on a nearby low flower shelf.\par
\tab\lquote rub your dick on her.\rquote  then, \lquote between her legs.\rquote\par
\tab Sam paused but followed thru.  Sperm was already on his dick\rquote s head and soon was coating his sister\rquote s bald poon.\par
\tab\lquote hump it.\rquote\par
\tab Sweating, concentrating, mind going to overload, the young boy glided his cummy cock up and down the girl\rquote s cunny gouging into her sex.  Stroking his pud like he often times did he soon was blasting a hot load of fresh spunk.  The relief was incredible.  The boy liked\emdash a lot!\par
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\tab Ozzie filmed it all (secretively.)  And afterwards,\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, blow me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sam sputtered \ldblquote No fucking way!\rdblquote\par
\tab Way.\par
\tab\ldblquote I let you mess with you sister, and I can get you other girls, older.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t fucking care!  I\rquote m not that way\emdash I aint suckin\rquote  dick!\rdblquote\par
\tab There\rquote s the easy way\emdash or the hard way.\par
\tab Ozzie showed the boy the cell phone and the still image of his wang against his little sister\rquote s nakedness AND his cum spewing thereon.  The boy was petrified and confused.  More was to come.\par
\tab Ozzie pressed a button and the screen showed a text:  ready to transmit.\par
\tab\ldblquote I press this button and it goes to the world.\rdblquote   The world wide web.\par
\tab The boy\rquote s mouth hung open\emdash so did Ozzie\rquote s cock.\par
\tab Sam shook his head\emdash he had never-ever sucked another dude\rquote s dick or even thought about it.  But he couldn\rquote t let what he had done be seen.\par
\tab All the while a naked Sam sucked-sucked-sucked Ozzie\rquote s dick-dick-dick he was captured on video doing so.  Further assurance that he would be Ozzie\rquote s slave.  And after sufficiently sucking Ozzie\rquote s dick the sickened boy put his mouth to his sister\rquote s cunt\emdash where his spew was still there.  Ozzie then entered the boy\rquote s virgin shit hole and sodomized him.\par
\tab Sam cried as his mouth engulfed his sister\rquote s cummy cunt.\par
\tab Ozzie gripped the boy\rquote s soft white hips and drove his hardened prick DEEP into the boy\rquote s turd way.  Sam made muffled sounds; Cheryl remained \ldblquote mindless\rdblquote  and unawares.\par
\tab When the diabolical deed was done (sodomy)\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, let\rquote s go get you laid!\rdblquote\par
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Descent into madness\par
\tab The nexus of chaos\par
\tab Opening scene:  Nancy Wrightring, thirteen, lay nakedly on her bed while Sam Jammerson jammed his cock into her virgin cunny.  All the while Michael \ldblquote Ozzie\rdblquote  Pundsum recorded the event from the optimum view of being at the foot of the bed.  The girl was mindless; the boy was frapped.\par
\tab The EMAD Ozzie had was low-key and he had had it a long-long time.  It was actually one of the first modules to hit the blackmarket.  It was a prototype and had low key functions\emdash mostly mind subduction.  In time, after a while, Ozzie learned how to manipulate a subdued mind.\par
\tab Subject Sam was not so much subdued as he was going along for the ride.\par
\tab And what a ride!  Although Nancy Wrightring acknowledged his existence on the Earth she wasn\rquote t likely to get naked for him and let him sink his bone into her.  She wasn\rquote t that way.  Long dark hair that was somewhat styled; a pert little nose, great smile, wore glasses, was poised, prim, and kept her dainty little poon neatly trimmed.\par
\tab Sam needed schooling on the proper technique of boning a girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not cool to go in dry,\rdblquote  Ozzie schooled, \ldblquote get her to slobber on your schlong first, then eat her out\emdash get her cunny all wet and slippery.\rdblquote\par
\tab Must be slick; must be smooth; must be slippery!  (thank you Eustis Baggs for the quote)\par
\tab And although a Subject\rquote s mind could be subdued and then manipulated\emdash it wasn\rquote t always exact.  That is to say; though the mind could be subdued that was about it.  Some people were able to fend off further intrusion thus having commands send to it blocked.\par
\tab Nancy was one such so Sam had the task of undressing her himself.\par
\tab It was a slow process.  Sam had some qualms about what he was doing but was goaded into the act by blackmail and a little mind intrusion coercing him.\par
\tab With the naked girl on her knees Sam inserted his cock into her mouth and worked her pretty head back and forth.  True, he would have liked it to be on her own will but he was willing to go with the happening.  Never turn down a blowjob!\par
\tab And never turn down an opportunity to lick out a girl\rquote s cunt, either.\par
\tab And doubly never turn down an opportunity to fuck a girl.\par
\tab Sam wasn\rquote t too keen on licking out a girl\rquote s pussy.  He did it and was semi ok with it\emdash he was more of a \ldblquote FUCK\rdblquote  guy than eat.  He marveled at the nakedness of the girl\emdash much-much more than his wee little sister.  He fondled her titties, smoothed his hand all over her body, ass mostly.  Then slowly entered her sex.\par
\tab It was weird that Ozzie was standing behind watching; recording.  But the sensation of fucking overwhelmed the weird factor and he got busy with it.  Then, as Sam got into the girl\rquote s groove\emdash Ozzie plucked up Nancy\rquote s 2-inch wide white dress accessory belt and struck the boy\rquote s bare ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote WHAT THE FUCK!?\rdblquote  shouted the boy.\par
\tab Ozzie smiled and nodded, \ldblquote Keep going!\rdblquote\par
\tab And as Sam continued fucking Ozzie continued spanking.\par
\tab At length and the boy came.  His ass was burning; the back of his legs, too.\par
\tab Ozzie stood buck naked stroking his cock; Sam caressed his blistered ass.\par
\tab The teen boy looked to the man masturbating and gulped.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit, not again.\rdblquote\par
\tab Again!\par
\tab With his eyes closed, Sam performed orally on Ozzie and was grateful that it only lasted about a minute (more grateful that the sick fuck didn\rquote t cum in his mouth.  Inasmuch as he had misgivings for messing with his little sister in the park\rquote s garden shed AND the doings with Nancy\emdash AND sucking the man\rquote s dick there were more misgivings as the man got on the bed preparing to fuck the unwary girl.\par
\tab Nancy was HIS girl\emdash and although he knew that she would never let him out and out fuck her he felt that he should protect her or something.  As Ozzie entered the girl and proceeded with the fucking\emdash Sam noted the man\rquote s cell phone on the dresser.\par
\tab Ozzie pumped and pumped and pumped; the bed squeaked and squeaked and Sam made a play for the EMAD.\par
\tab\ldblquote HA-HA! MOTHERFUCKER!\rdblquote  shouted a gleeful Sam, \ldblquote Got your fuckin\rquote  ass now!\rdblquote  he aimed the Device at Ozzie but admittedly had no idea how to operate the thing.\par
\tab Ozzie whirled and flew off of the bed\emdash cum squirting from his satisfied dick.  Luckily and the kid holding the Device was clueless.\par
\tab\ldblquote You gotta set the Device,\rdblquote  Ozzie said, \ldblquote it\rquote s Active but on Stand-by mode, you first gotta press that little yellow light on the front face.\rdblquote\par
\tab Like an idiot, Sam pressed the yellow light.\par
\tab And instantly regretted it.\par
\tab Sam was an unrecognized User so the Device reacted\emdash by releasing pent up electricity in a surge mimicking stun guns.  There was an electrical sound, a sizzling, and Sam Jammerson lay twitching on the floor.  Ozzie gloated then turn roughly brought the twitching boy over to the bed placing his mouth down onto Nancy\rquote s fresh fucked cunt\emdash then spread the boy\rquote s cheeks promptly sodomizing him.\par
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\pard Dark beginnings\par
\tab There\rquote s a llama in my basement!\par
\tab There are worse things to be caught with:  drugs, stolen goods, someone else\rquote s test paper, beer (if underage), and your best friend\rquote s dick (if you\rquote ve got a dick, too!)  Michael \ldblquote Ozzie\rdblquote  Pundsum and his best friend, Eric, were not categorically \ldblquote gay\rdblquote  but they  were experimental.  Clad in their skin, Michael and Eric held one another\rquote s part that made them boys and giggled.\par
\tab Michael\rquote s single mother and dipshit bothersome sister were out of the house; mother working and sister playing at a friend\rquote s house.  So it was a surprise when later on that day just before the hard working single mother came home that dipshit bothersome sister confronted her dweeb dorky lame brother with the fact that she saw him and his equally dorky friend naked holding each other\rquote s pee-pees.\par
\tab Michael was at first pissed\emdash then concerned.\par
\tab\ldblquote You gonna tell mom?\rdblquote  he asked out of worry.\par
\tab Sister Amy shrugged (but didn\rquote t answer.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Why were two doing that?\rdblquote  she asked out of unease.\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote cause it feels good, that\rquote s why!\rdblquote  he said holding his anger.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just goofing around is all,\rdblquote  he continued.  \ldblquote It feels good,\rdblquote  he reiterated, \ldblquote don\rquote t YOU finger yourself?\rdblquote  he knew that she did.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, but mommy caught me and told me to stop and not to do that anymore because \ldblquote the devil likes it.\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Michael made a frown, \ldblquote Mommy\rquote s full of it.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Wanna play?\rdblquote  he gave his best smile and chided his pesky sister.\par
\tab Amy surprised him by brightening up and agreeing to \ldblquote play.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I like to take off my clothes in my room.\rdblquote  Michael said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Does mommy know?\rdblquote\par
\tab Michael chuckled, \ldblquote Yeah, she knows; she came in on me once when I was in here naked\emdash she never has come in on me since!\rdblquote\par
\tab Amy giggled and watched her brother strip down to his skin.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you wanna play with me\emdash you gotta take off YOUR clothes, too!\rdblquote\par
\tab Amy hesitated but then\emdash then she stripped off her clothes, too.\par
\tab As soon as she was sliding her panties down\emdash Michael had a boner.\par
\tab Talking Amy into \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  with his cock took a little doing but she was curious.  Sure, she had seen her brother naked before (other than recently) but this was Up Close and Very Personal.\par
\tab Touching his cock led to handling and then stroking.\par
\tab Convincing her to \ldblquote suck\rdblquote  was a no-go.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ewewew!\rdblquote  she exclaimed with disgust, \ldblquote You PEE from there!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll give you my allowance.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hmmm  pause for consideration but still\emdash no.\par
\tab So, when all else fails\emdash EMAD!\par
\tab The Electronic Mind Altering Device Michael had was low-key.  Very low key.  It was a mind stunner only.  It worked obliterating the mind\rquote s ability to know what was going on truly.  And, only temporarily.  Michael had found the Device in a cardboard box containing a bunch of jewelry, binoculars, mailbox keys, some neighborhood maps, and the Device.\par
\tab Michael knew what the Device was\emdash they were in the daily news, at school, the mall, pizzeria where he hung out with his friends, the skate board park, everywhere.  It didn\rquote t take a genius to finger out that that the box of goods was stolen and that \ldblquote whoever\rdblquote  had dropped the box would probably come back for it.  Michael pocketed the Device, the binoculars, and hastily retreated to his room where he poised himself at the upstairs window peering into the alley below.\par
\tab An hour later, using the binoculars, he saw a crappy late model 60s car slowly come along, snatch up the box by the garbage cans, and leave.  That was that.  It took two weeks to finger out how to get the Device to work.\par
\tab When he did\emdash\par
\par
Dude, what\rquote s wrong with you?\par
\tab Then, another week, two weeks, three, two more, three more weeks before Michael was brave enough to use the nifty illegal gadget.  Just possessing the thing could get one in a Federal Penitentiary for many, many years.  Many.  Plus a fine.  USING an EMAD doubled the time in the Pen as well as the fine.  So dutiful reservations did Michael have.\par
\tab Then he got over it and\emdash\par
\par
\tab At the neighborhood park he watched several Prospects.  All had potential.\par
\tab All but a few were teenagers.  The teen girls were in groups of three and four or more.  Some were in the company of boys.  The teens were heavy on Michael\rquote s desire; he imagined all sorts of inappropriate things with them (with the help of the little gadget in his hands.)\par
\tab But the teen girls were complicated and he needed a back-up plan with them.\par
\tab The few little girls\emdash\par
\tab Hmmm\par
\tab Some were not alone and were with parental units nearby.\par
\tab Some were in too large a group.\par
\tab Three were together \ldblquote sneaking off\rdblquote  to be by themselves.\par
\tab Michael followed.\par
\tab The park in the City was somewhat like the \ldblquote other\rdblquote  park in another City; it had a lake in the middle and a forest of sorts at one end.  The girls one-two-three scampered off to the end where the forest was.  Fearing that he didn\rquote t have a lot of time he wasted none and as soon as he was within range zapped the girls one-two-three and found that though they were \ldblquote controlled\rdblquote  they were not totally mindless.  They had some awareness and could follow directions.\par
\tab Michael was intrigued when he had overheard one of the girls saying,\par
\tab\ldblquote I gotta pee!\rdblquote\par
\tab Taking the girls a little bit further into the woods Michael sized them up.\par
\tab They were about seven\emdash ish.  Karlie was three months away from being eight years young; Sherry was five months into her seventh year and Tiffany was merely three months into her seventh year.  Adorable girls; Karlie had short dark hair, green eyes, mostly white, very white teeth, missing two front teeth.  Sherry had blond hair, super curly cut short making her resemble \ldblquote Annie.\rdblquote   Tiffany had long red hair, a bit taller than her friends despite being the youngest.\par
\tab The one who had to go pee, Sherry, wore short jean shorts.  Karlie was in along jeans as did Tiffany.\par
\tab The girls were not in fear.  Whether or not they recognized Michael or not was not clear.  Nor did he care.  The girls had backpacks, snacks and drinks\emdash they lived two blocks away and were with other girls who were older supposedly looking out for them.  Those girls were in the company of boys.  So much for responsibility.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you need to go pee?\rdblquote  Michael asked of Karlie.\par
\tab The girl nodded.  She was cute and terrible-terrible thoughts did Michael have about her.\par
\tab Tiffany had to go pee, too.  And Michael had the same terrible-terrible thoughts about her also.\par
\tab Ditto for Sherry.\par
\tab So,\par
\tab Standing shoulder to shoulder, Karlie was given the order to\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Pee in your pants.\rdblquote  which was met with \ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab Michael pressed a sensor button on the Device that upped the power of the Device\emdash boosting the gain so to speak.\par
\tab Seven year old Karlie Blowngo peed in her pants.\par
\tab She made a face, almost cried, and had a face of \ldblquote what the fu\emdash  did I just do!?\rdblquote\par
\tab For Sherry, Michael had her take her pants down and\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Pee in your panties.\rdblquote\par
\tab Michael\rquote s heart began to beat faster\emdash faster\emdash faster as the girl did so.\par
\tab He sighed a satisfying as he watched the tearful young girl standing with clenched fists as she wet her panties.  The stream of pee so hard, though, that it peed a stream thru the off-blue undies.  Michael couldn\rquote t hold out any longer and hauled out his fuck stick.  Then, after taking a look around for security\rquote s sake hugged the girl, patted her ass, then slowly tugged her panties down.\par
\tab Karlie peed.  A great wetness was formed at the crotch of her jeans and Michael stared-stared-jacked off.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take your pants down.\rdblquote  he ordered.\par
\tab The little girl made a frown and looked like she was greatly confused.\par
\tab But, the power the magnificent power of the EMAD overwhelmed her and she undone the jeans pushing them down afterward.\par
\tab Little Tiffany clenched herself\emdash she had to pee immediately.\par
\tab Giving her the command to \ldblquote take pants and panties down\rdblquote  didn\rquote t work.\par
\tab So Michael did it for her\emdash just in time, too.  As soon as her bright yellow panties were at her knees she began to pee.  Michael admired the girl peeing; it was quite a hearty piss that greatly relaxed the girl.  In doing so that freed her mind to where she was able to follow further commands.\par
\tab Starting with Karlie who was almost eight, Michael got her totally out of her clothes, laid her down on her clothes, spread her legs, and licked on her pussy.  He didn\rquote t care about the pee he was just happy to lick-lick-lick.  Karlie giggled and didn\rquote t seem to fret about being licked \ldblquote there.\rdblquote\par
\tab After getting the girl\rquote s cunny thoroughly \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  he fingered the girl before sliding up into prime fuck position and laid his cock thereon the child\rquote s cunt.  He began to pump and was already primed to cum.  So he did.  He very nearly penetrated but merely humped the slit until cumming.\par
\tab There was a lot of it, too.\par
\tab All over Karlie\rquote s snatch did Michael rub his prick in the spew.  It was then also that he very nearly made entry.  But he didn\rquote t.  But he very nearly did!\par
\tab With Sherry, Michael DID make entry.  Just the head of his cock.  He humped her cunt but there was no explosion.  He suckled her breasts\emdash just mere nipples.  (he also kissed on her!\rdblquote\par
\tab No holding back on Tiffany.  The youngest girl by months and by the time the pent up Michael got to her he was too horny to care about her age.  His cock was hard rock hard and into her slit he went\emdash all the way.\par
\tab There was remorse\emdash some\emdash regarding his actions with the wee girls one-two-three.  And fear.  Not so much as any repercussions from his diabolical deeds but the knowing that use of the Device could get worse (for him.)  He knew that using the mind altering device could lead to more and more fanciful actions that could get him into trouble.  An over indulgence of use was fretful.  It was also confusing.  He didn\rquote t know what over using the Device could bring\emdash trouble mainly.  He knew that just possessing the damned thing was illegal and got a User serious prison time.  But the over indulgence thing\emdash mind boggling.  He couldn\rquote t wrap his head around what and where using the EMAD could lead.\par
\tab Wisely he put the gadget away.\par
\tab Until that day with his sister.\par
\tab After getting naked with her and getting her to handle his cock the girl showed signs of apprehensiveness resulting in Michael whipping out the EMAD to lull her mind and make her more susceptible to his wills.  His narly naughty wills.  She seemed to be \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of his doings but didn\rquote t fuss.  Up on his bed he spread her legs and \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her.  He enjoyed that.  A lot!  The girl remained lulled and Michael remained enjoyed.  He licked all over her hairless pussy imagining doing same to other girls\emdash girls his age.\par
\tab There was a long list.  More mind boggling ensued.\par
\tab After much licking, lapping, and serious fingering, Michael mounted her gliding his cock against his sister\rquote s twat and humped tenaciously for a couple of furious minutes\emdash all the while Amy made faces.  She was aware\emdash very aware\emdash of her brother misdoings.  Just unable to do shit about it.\par
\tab Michael stepped up his brotherly love shtick by gouging her young pussy with his throbbing hard cum spurting cock.  He got the head of his dick in her sex before backing off.  Fear?  Concern?  Morals?  He didn\rquote t know but found it frustrating.  He settled for humping the virgin slit then crawled his way up her body to slap his cock against her sweet face.\par
\tab When Michael tried to put his aching cock into his sister\rquote s mouth she clammed up thrashing her head.  So Michael pinched her titties making her scream.  Michael then inserted his cock making her suck him.  The girl cried, wailed, flailed.  The EMAD failed him and did no longer lulled the child to his will.\par
\tab There was no choice but to get angry and turn the girl over swatting her ass\emdash hard.  Very hard.  This only caused the girl to cry louder and flail her arms and legs about more.  Michael never minded his sister\rquote s flailing antics and abruptly fingered her equally virgin asshole.\par
\tab And he was about to fuck his sister\rquote s fingered asshole when that nasty morality issue surfaced.  His dick ached to do her but he held off\emdash for now.\par
\tab\ldblquote YOU BASTARD!\rdblquote  Amy shouted.\par
\tab Fucking EMAD failure!\par
\tab In hopes of calming his sister\emdash and that she wouldn\rquote t rat him out, Michael forked over his allowance and then some.  But Amy ratted him out anyways.  How the conversation came to be between mother and daughter wasn\rquote t known\emdash but the mother went double-triple bat shit crazy on Michael busting into his room\emdash while he was jerking off into his sister\rquote s panties!\par
\tab Mommy came equipped with a belt and commenced thrashing her naked son furiously until\emdash\par
\tab She slipped on one of his porn magazines and falling she tried to grab something\emdash she grabbed his bathrobe but somehow that didn\rquote t help.  She got twisted up trying to catch her balance and the rope belt about the robe got entangled about her neck\emdash choking her.\par
\tab Gasping for breath the mommy choked, coughed, sputtered, and \'85\par
\tab Michael lay curled up sobbing in his closet.  His body stung from the blistering attack.  Several minutes passed before he crawled out and saw her lay there; at an angle.  She lay half upright with the robe\rquote s belt about her throat twisted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom?\rdblquote  he inquired.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab Body still stinging he leaned against the dresser looking at her.\par
\tab She wasn\rquote t moving.\par
\tab Her face looked desperate.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom?\rdblquote  he asked again.\par
\tab Gulping with fear he moved to her undoing the robe belt.\par
\tab She fell to floor\emdash still not moving.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck.\rdblquote  His mind went blank.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab Amy.\par
\tab She was the cause of this.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fucking cunt bitch!\rdblquote  he cursed to himself.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCKING CUNT BITCH!\rdblquote  he had paid her off and she still ratted him out.\par
\tab Angrily he marched into her room finding her sulking in a corner by her bed.\par
\tab Jerking her up he threw her onto her bed and as he wailed on her she wailed for mommy.  Mommy wasn\rquote t coming.  Michael beat his sister\rquote s yanking her clothes off and thrashing her all over her room until finally he managed to get between her legs and fuck her.  And like with Tiffany\emdash he went in all the way.\par
\tab When that terrible deed was done and done he sat back\emdash not regretting what he had done whatsoever.  In fact, he was going to do her again\emdash when the little bitch lashed out in anger kicking him;  the heel of her foot connected with his vulnerable balls.\par
\tab Reeling in pain and a lot of discomfort he grabbed his sister\rquote s flailing legs yanking her until he managed to get her legs up in the air.  Then he wailed on her, spanking her until his hand stung too much to continue.  Still reeling and sister still flailing he pinned the girl to her bed and found himself in position of whereas his cock was against her ass.\par
\tab Seemed the thing to do.  A little rough fingering of the turd chute and he managed his cock into her hole.  There was no fear of being busted in the act by his mom.  Amy cried and cried for her mom; Michael chuckled and dramatically sodomized her until he came.\par
\tab When he got his nut and back off watching his spunk ooze out of the girl\rquote s hole as well as drizzle out of his piss slit he chuckled and smirked.  His mind was in a blur and it seemed as though he were possessed.  The EMAD?\par
\tab\ldblquote MOTHERFUCKER!\rdblquote  Amy blurted throwing a book at her brother.\par
\tab Michael had never heard his sister cuss like that before.  A few \ldblquote hells\rdblquote  and \ldblquote damns\rdblquote  but the big one?\par
\tab Ducking the book he chortled giving her the finger.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m telling mom!\rdblquote  shouted the girl getting off the bed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Go ahead.\rdblquote  Michael said in a low voice.\par
\tab As Amy made her way out of the room she stopped at the door fetching a softball on her dresser.  She was a terrible throw but it hit Michael\rquote s arm just the same.  He flew into a rage grabbing his sister as she ran down the hall.  Roughly (violently) he flung her about bashing her into the hall walls\emdash then he dragged her by her hair back to her room throwing her onto her bed where he brutally raped her.\par
\tab His cock slammed into her pussy and there was little in the way of \ldblquote pleasure.\rdblquote   Pleasure this time around was not the goal.  Slapping the girl he settled her out from her cries.  His determination was the thing.  Amy flailed about but was too stunned by the aggressiveness of her brother.\par
\tab Michael fucked and fucked and fucked\emdash pulled out and crawled up the terrified girl slapping her face with his cummy cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote SUCK IT, BITCH!\rdblquote  he yelled.\par
\tab Amy thrashed about as much as she could refusing his commands.\par
\tab Finally, a hard slap forced her mouth open.\par
\tab But as the hellish cock entered her mouth and Michael gleefully pumped therein\emdash Amy did the unthinkable.\par
\tab She bit down.\par
\tab She very nearly managed to chomp off her brother\rquote s dick.  Very nearly.\par
\tab Michael flew off the bed crashing into the dresser and knocking everything off.  Then he bashed against the wall while Amy wailed and wailed crying for her mother.\par
\tab\ldblquote YOU LITTLE FUCKING CUNT BITCH WHORE!\rdblquote  Michael yelled and charged the frightened young girl slapping her and clamping himself on her chest.  With his hands about her throat he compressed tightly; Amy\rquote s eyes bulged and she gasped for breath.  Enraged Michael squeezed tighter\emdash his mind a blank and in full bore more.\par
\tab At length the young girl stopped flailing, stopped gasping, stopped.\par
\tab The girl\rquote s pretty blue eyes remained, however, bulging.\par
\tab The rage in Michael subsided and he calmed down; some.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Amy?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Amy?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Amy?\rdblquote\par
\tab No Amy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote\par
\tab Shit.\par
\par
\tab You\rquote d think that after such a raucous rut the boy would stop.\par
\tab He did not.\par
\tab Leaving Amy\rquote s room he leaned against the hall wall continuing to calm down.  Heavily sweating, mind in a roar, he drunkenly made for his bedroom (where his mother lay) and stood staring at her for a long time.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fucking bitch!\rdblquote  he cussed lowly.  \ldblquote Fucking bitch!\rdblquote  he spat rubbing his ass where she had beat him with the belt.\par
\tab With his mind a blank he rolled her over onto her back.\par
\tab With his mind a blank he pulled off her beige slacks.\par
\tab With his mind a blank he pulled off her flowery panties.\par
\tab His cock was in pain.  There was blood, there was damage.\par
\tab Off came the matching beige silk blouse followed by the bra.\par
\tab With his mind a blank he parted her legs and pressed into the cunny that had borne him life some fourteen years past and proceeded to pump.  Fondling her titties he looked into her growing cold dead eyes.  In his mind he wanted to say \ldblquote Sorry\rdblquote  but it never formed on his lips.  He pumped slowly squeezing out some cum a few minutes later.\par
\tab Back to his sister and Michael did the same with her, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote This is all YOUR fault!\rdblquote  he cussed her angrily.\par
\tab With his mom\rquote s ATM card he left the house\emdash never to return.\tab\par
\tab Naturally the authorities wanted to speak to him; it was first thought that there had been a home invasion gone wrong at the Pundsum home but with the missing Michael\'85hmmm  questions remained.\par
The thing about being \ldblquote good\rdblquote  and \ldblquote righteous\rdblquote  or whatnot is that is sounds completely dull!\par
\tab So Michael dropped his given name and took the nickname \ldblquote Ozzie\rdblquote  after a friend said he resembled that of a particular rock star.  \ldblquote Ozzie\rdblquote  dropped out of sight after leaving his home; he hung with some friends who helped hide him out but they, too, had \ldblquote questions\rdblquote  about what had happened.  Ozzie wasn\rquote t giving up the info and so relations of friends were strained.  Ozzie beat it to the City and made his way there\emdash as a runner for various Not the Good Guys.\par
\tab Then, one evening in a not-so-nice part of the City he saw a bad deal going down.  In the reflection of a dirty pane glass window of a closed business Ozzie \ldblquote just happened to see\rdblquote  a man in a black Mercedes aiming a gun at a man across the street standing with some other men.\par
\tab\ldblquote GET DOWN!\rdblquote  yelled Ozzie.\par
\tab The men across the street didn\rquote t do what they do in the movies and look around first\emdash they dropped to the dirty sidewalk.  The man in the car with the gun pissed at a missed opportunity shot Ozzie instead.  In the shoulder.  Shit hurt, too!\par
\tab The driver of the car floored it and hauled ass out of the area as guns aplenty came out peppering the fleeing car good.  The men raced across the street with one man yelling \ldblquote CAR!\rdblquote\par
\tab Another black car, non-Mercedes type, roared up and Ozzie was ushered in.\par
\tab\ldblquote Doc Spatter!\rdblquote  yelled one of the men.\par
\par
\tab\ldblquote What happened?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He took a bullet for us.\rdblquote  quipped Agent Rocky.\par
\tab Venger licked his lips and stared at the young man on the exam bed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do we know who?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Dane\rquote s boys.\rdblquote  Onion supplied.\par
\tab Venger sighed, nodded his head and continued to stare.\par
\tab\ldblquote This shit\rquote s getting old, Venny,\rdblquote  Virus said, \ldblquote they hit us, we hit them.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, it\rquote s time to kick it up a notch.\rdblquote  Rocky said disgustedly.\par
\tab Venger nodded, \ldblquote Getting to Dane wont be easy, not now, not after this.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, he\rquote ll know we\rquote ll be lookin\rquote  for him.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote But taking our time wont do,\rdblquote  said Onion, \ldblquote that\rquote s what we\rquote ve been doing all along.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve tried luring him out of the rat hole his holed up in but he wont budge.\rdblquote  said Chuckles.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fake it.\rdblquote  murmured Ozzie.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  said Onion.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote Fake your death, your enemies will come, wipe \lquote em out then.\rdblquote  The boy, a mere young man, was delirious from the administered drugs, and seemed to the unwary blabbering.\par
\tab The assembled Agents paused to consider his words, though.\par
\tab Virus nodded locking eyes with Venger.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, makes sense.\rdblquote\par
\tab Venger was on a different track and needed clarity.\par
\tab\ldblquote We stage your death,\rdblquote  supplied Onion\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Dane and his flunkies will come to the funeral\emdash just to make sure\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab Rocky chuckled, \ldblquote An\rquote  we be there to blow them away!\rdblquote\par
\tab Venger nodded approvingly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Top it off,\rdblquote  said a weakened Ozzie, \ldblquote with you popping up from your casket.\rdblquote\par
\tab Onion hid his smile but he liked the plan.\par
\tab So did Venger.\par
\par
One more thing\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Found these, thought they were interesting.\rdblquote\par
\tab Virus checked the polka dotted panties noting their size\emdash small.\par
\tab Virus and Onion locked eyes with Virus slowly scanning his eyes to the now sleeping Ozzie.\par
\tab\ldblquote No wallet, no ID, small wad of cash, goes by the street name \ldblquote Ozzie.\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Virus smirked, then sighed; it had been a long day, a close call.\par
\tab\ldblquote And there\rquote s this\'85\rdblquote  Chuckles handed over the EMAD.\par
\tab The two men exchanged looks.\par
\tab\ldblquote Does it work?\rdblquote  noting the apparent age.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, it does\emdash but isn\rquote t to functional.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He has potential.\rdblquote  Chuckles concluded.\par
\tab Venger had already departed by this point\emdash so it was up to Virus.\par
\tab\ldblquote He took a bullet for us, Boss.\rdblquote  said Rocky.\par
\tab\ldblquote He could\rquote ve just let us get whacked.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bullet was meant for Venger.\rdblquote  stated Virus.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think he has potential.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s a wiseguy,\rdblquote  Chuckles said, \ldblquote got a mouth and an attitude.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Streetwise, knows his way around.\rdblquote\par
\tab Virus didn\rquote t have to clear \ldblquote everything\rdblquote  with Venger.  He mulled a moment more then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Sign him up.\rdblquote   Only this\emdash and nothing more!\par
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\pard Ozzie\rquote s day out\par
\tab In the City Mall North, North City Mall, prospects aplenty.\par
\tab Too many.  Brain overload.  Decisions-decisions!\par
 \tab Two men standing (too close) got Ozzie\rquote s attention:\par
\tab\ldblquote Aye, got caught wanking to my mate\rquote s sister\rquote s panties.  Wouldn\rquote t been so bad, I guess, but she was wearing them at the time!  He went fuckin\rquote  ballistic!  Sure did make the rest of the funeral really awkward\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab It was a joke\emdash maybe.  The two men chuckled and then walked away.\par
\tab Armed with the latest EMAD courtesy of the Agency, \ldblquote Ozzie\rdblquote  was on a mission\emdash fulfill his unnatural desires and bring some of those desires to the Agency.  Along with the latest EMAD he was also equipped with the latest detector to \ldblquote detect\rdblquote  Detectors.  Also, the latest in anti-Preventor against (EMAD) Preventors.  With that\emdash\par
\tab Teenage girls aplenty\emdash brain overload.  There was a fair amount of schooling for Ozzie by the Agents of the Agency; on first mission out not wise to go alone.  Select Targets of Opportunity who are alone or with one other\emdash seldom select those who are in groups.  When on a mission for self or Agency agenda not wise to go to large venues\emdash like the mall or even a concert of some kind.  Even parks have security issues.\par
\tab Ozzie paid no heed to those warnings.  A week after being shot in the shoulder and introduced to the Agency (and signing on as an Agent) he was \ldblquote out in the field.\rdblquote   He had heard about the Fallen Dragon but had yet to meet her.  He met most of the other Agents; the Agent \ldblquote Nog\rdblquote  weirded him out.  Anyways\emdash\par
\tab Targets\emdash teenage girls were primary.  All were in groups of three or more.\par
\tab\ldblquote If in a situation where you about to be compromised, by law enforcement or angry parents, press this button.\rdblquote  On the EMAD and associated Devices there was a specialty button that disabled the EMAD rendering it non-functioning and hermetically sealing it making it a bitch to open.  If the seal WAS broken the Devices self-destructed making the \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  non-admissible.  Making the Devices seem like simple television/stereo remote controls.  Expensive, though, each Device costed about 50,000\'85so destruct with caution.\par
\tab Suddenly coming out of a restroom was a young girl.\par
\tab But she didn\rquote t \ldblquote look\rdblquote  young.  She wore\emdash a short red skirt, tight white top with a short red vest; blond hair done up in a tight bun with some bright red hair braids holding it in place; red shoes\emdash high heels.  And make-up.  Lots of make-up making her look like a tramp rather than an adult she wanted to be.\par
\tab Another girl followed her; giggling, blushing, hiding behind the first girl.\par
\tab A black girl followed lastly, equally dressed as the first, equally blushing.\par
\tab All three were nigh but ten years young.\par
\tab The girls were out for trouble\emdash and some lingering teenage boys were out to give it to them.  No one was fooled by the girls\rquote  garb and whether or not the boys knew or not it was clear they didn\rquote t care.\par
\tab\ldblquote You girls wanna go party!?\rdblquote  giggled a boy about fourteen.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah!\rdblquote  said the black girl, \ldblquote We like to par-tay!\rdblquote\par
\tab The boys went on surrounding the girls chucking out rude comments and come-ons to the point where the girls began to get concerned.  The boys closed in and the girls began to panic.\par
\tab\ldblquote We got some good drinkin\rquote  shit\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Got some good smokin\rquote  shit, too!\rdblquote  butted in another.\par
\tab\ldblquote We gonna party hard, ladies,\rdblquote  said another, \ldblquote so hard you\rquote ll be walking funny tomorrow!\rdblquote\par
\tab The boys broke up in uproarious laughter, grabbed their crotches, and continued with rude/crude comments with one boy getting bold,\par
\tab\ldblquote What kind of panties you got on, baby?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You got them Frenchie style\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote She look like she got them crotchless panties!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote If theys puttin\rquote  on shit like this,\rdblquote  quipped the lone black boy, \ldblquote they goin\rquote  commando!\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls were genuinely frightened\emdash and no way out.\par
\tab Bethany Longdick, ten, blond, blue eyes, flat chested (when in normal garb) was the most frightened and she was sure she heard \ldblquote get lost.\rdblquote   But the message was like an echo\emdash and from like across the hall of the mall like.\par
\tab The rude boys all suddenly had stopped making their rude comments then slowly stepped away making their way to the electronics store across the hall of the mall.\par
\tab Christine and Stephanie looked to one another with great relief.\par
\tab Then\emdash\par
\tab\lquote follow me.\rquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote Son says to father, \ldblquote Dad, I\rquote m gay.\rdblquote   Dad sighs and looks to the other son, \ldblquote What about you?\rdblquote   The other son says, \ldblquote Dad, I\rquote m gay, too.\rdblquote   The dad fumes, \ldblquote Goddamn it, doesn\rquote t anyone in this house like pussy!?\rdblquote  The daughter looks to her dad, \ldblquote I do.\rdblquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote Sign him out a vehicle.\rdblquote  Virus said.\par
\tab Onion nodded and brought new Agent to the Agency\rquote s vehicle yard.\par
\tab Most of the vehicles of the Agency were panel trucks; delivery trucks of one type of another.  Mostly 1955 and 1965 trucks, some older, some newer.  No bold colours, mostly green and blue, dark colour, nothing flashy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Standard issue,\rdblquote  said Agent Onion, \ldblquote most Agents have one or the use of one.\rdblquote  Nog being one of the exceptions\emdash he got around without a motorized vee-hick-el.\par
\tab Ozzie got a driver\rquote s license and a document allowing him to be a co-driver of the truck he was to operate.  He also got driving lessons as his driving abilities were nil.  He was a quick learner and soon there on the middle seat of the enclosed \rquote 67 panel truck sat Bethany Longdick, Christine Shortoe, and Stephanie Titlip.\par
\tab Bethany had the blond hair, Christine had the flaming red hair, and Stephanie was black having thusly black hair.  Beth\rquote s hair was long\emdash but for the getup she was wearing currently the hair was put up in a tight bun.  The flaming hair of Christine\rquote s was curled and she didn\rquote t want to alter it \lquote cause it would ruin the hair.  Stephanie\rquote s hair was long and sleek and did make her look a bit older than she was\emdash which was ten.\par
\tab Bethany wore a short-short skirt; spreading her legs and Ozzie noted the basic white panties with a floral print and a bright pink hem.  Christine\rquote s panties were solid blue while Stephanie\rquote s undies were green/white stripped.  All three \lquote hos were virgins.  Christine had brothers, three older.  See \lquote em naked?  Yeah.  See \lquote em playin\rquote  with themselves?  Yeah.\par
\tab Christine went as far as to \ldblquote touch\rdblquote  her brothers\rquote  playthings and they, in turn, fingered her.  Nothing more.  The youngest boy was twelve, the oldest was seventeen.  Stephanie had four older sisters!  Bethany was an only child.\par
\tab From the mall (with the hall) he could go to the Agency or the Warehouse.\par
\tab He was closer to the Warehouse being in the City.  He hadn\rquote t yet met the Fallen Dragon, only heard about her and that she and the Virus were \ldblquote close.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Boyfriend/girlfriend?\rdblquote  Ozzie asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t bring it up,\rdblquote  cautioned Chuckles, \ldblquote don\rquote t bring up the Fallen Dragon whatsoever.\rdblquote  Or talk (shit) about the Virus or the Agency\rquote s leader, Venger.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mind your P\rquote s and Q\rquote s, do as your told, don\rquote t make waves, learn the ways of the Dark Side\emdash you\rquote ll do fine.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck up and you\rquote ll never be found.\rdblquote  caution-cautioned Onion seriously.\par
\tab There were perks with being an \ldblquote Agent\rdblquote  for the Agency.\par
\tab There were also cautions.\par
\tab To enjoy the perks one must be cautious.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suffering brings perseverance, perseverance brings character, character brings hope.  Hope brings joy, joy brings laughter, laughter brings the master, the master brings suffering.\rdblquote  Quote etched in stone inside the Agency house.\par
\tab\ldblquote Read it, learn it, be it.\rdblquote  cautioned Onion.\par
\tab The Fallen Dragon\rquote s warehouse was three city blocks away.\par
\tab The Agency\rquote s suburban house was 30 minutes away.\par
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\pard\tab There was some fret; he had never met the Fallen Dragon, and the security issue of acquiring the girls.  He had the trio walk before him but still\emdash the security cameras might see that\emdash as well as see them go out to the parking lot and get into his truck.  The longer he lingered in the City the more the risk.  Trekking out to the Agency could also be risky.  In no way did he want to foul \ldblquote farming\rdblquote  on his own.  He was supposed to go with one of the other Agents but that didn\rquote t happen\emdash he sort of jumped the gun and didn\rquote t \ldblquote wait\rdblquote  at the Agency.  He did wait after being assigned a standard issue vehicle but after three hours he decided to go it alone.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I got cargo.\rdblquote  He said into the intercom.\par
\tab\ldblquote What kind?\rdblquote  asked a voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote A vase for Cheryl and a Rain Dance Man for Natalie.\rdblquote  code\par
\tab There was a pause and then the alleyway roll-up door rolled up.\par
\tab Ozzie moved the truck into the warehouse bay.\par
\tab He could just see someone on the enclosed dock.  There was little in the way of lighting.  No other vehicles were in the bay.  It was dark and quiet\emdash and creepy.\par
\tab Suddenly, there was a someone at the driver\rquote s side door spooking Ozzie.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fu\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bring your cargo.\rdblquote  said the voice.  A woman?  He wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab A mild case of the heebie-jeebies enveloped him.  What was he getting himself into now?  He knew very little about the Fallen Dragon\emdash only not to cross her and that she was something of an \ldblquote interest\rdblquote  to the Virus.\par
\tab The \ldblquote cargo\rdblquote  was marched up the dock stairs and then into the dock office.\par
\tab It was still dark but there was sufficient light to see\emdash somewhat.\par
\tab Two peoples were within the office; Chinese.  Tall, clad in Chinese garb of long black dresses.\par
\tab\ldblquote Did the Agency send you?\rdblquote  inquired one of the women.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, I-I\rquote m kind of operating on my own.\rdblquote  A sudden grip of fear gripped the young man.  Maybe this wasn\rquote t such a good idea after all.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why did you come here?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Security issue, I-I felt the cops might be tailing me or something.  I-I didn\rquote t want to risk it going out to the Agency house so I came here.\rdblquote  A slight pause\emdash then;\par
\tab\ldblquote Is-is that alright?  I-I can leave.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote In the future, clear with your Agency first.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Got it.\rdblquote  he knew he was in trouble with the Agency.  An ass chewing for sure, whatever else remained to be seen.  He sighed and looked as sheepish as possible.  One of the women came closer; her dark hair was up in a tight bun with a wooden stick thru it to secure it in place.  She looked at the girls then to Ozzie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like a special room?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, I-I guess so.\rdblquote\par
\tab Out of the office, down a hall, thru a door, down another hall, into a room.\par
\tab There were beds, low lighting, nothing else.  No windows, one door.\par
\tab\ldblquote A bathroom is across the hall, door will be open if not in use.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  Ozzie said, the reservations he had been having were mounting.\par
\tab As the woman backed out, \ldblquote And one more thing,\rdblquote  pause \ldblquote do not be caught anywhere else without escort.\rdblquote\par
\tab She seemed serious.  Deadly serious.\par
\tab Ozzie nodded\emdash then to himself; this WAS a bad idea.\par
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\tab Try as he might he couldn\rquote t shake how uncomfortable it was to do what he was doing.  It wasn\rquote t at all what he thought.  But too late to back out now.  He stripped little Bethany down hoping that shenanigans with her would overshadow his ill-feeling.\par
\tab He was right to some respect.  Once Bethany was naked he was readily enthused.  She was ten.  She looked like a tramp!  Make-up, eyelashes, hair up, and padded.  Her appearance to look older didn\rquote t fool anybody\emdash not even herself!  But like Ozzie\emdash too late to back out.\par
\tab Laying the girl out on one of the twin beds he eyed her then pushed her legs open.  Very muchly was a virgin.  Applying his tongue he licked heartily until that savage part of him overwhelmed him and guided him to deflowering the girl with not his tongue but his dick.\par
\tab His mind went into overload as he ploughed the young girl\rquote s poon.\par
\tab Teenage girls would have been better\emdash but there was something about young girls.  They were prettier, more na\'efve, and mostly probably virginal.  Ozzie entered Bethany but not all the way\emdash not at first.  He entered slowly, pulled out and humped her slit.  His eyes took in the girl\rquote s naked body\emdash then sideways glanced at the other two soon to be his treasure.\par
\tab Bethany didn\rquote t exactly \ldblquote rock his world\rdblquote  but it was a concert nonetheless.\par
\tab The release was immediate relief to his tormented mind troubles.\par
\tab For a moment or two or three he snuggled the mindless girl, fondling her soon-to-be breasts, fingering her fresh fucked pussy, probing her equally virginal asshole and kissing on her.  When stripping Christine\rquote s clothes off he noted up in the corner of the room a red diode light.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote  he was being watched\emdash presumably.  He figured that in the corners of the room there were security cameras\emdash spy cameras.  It somewhat unnerved him and he more than ever wished he were elsewhere.  He figured that even at the Agency house there were probably spy cameras there, too.  Probably.\par
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\pard\tab After licking out Christine\rquote s pussy, Ozzie hoisted her legs up to his shoulders then made attempts at anal penetration.  Not too successful but it was worth of a try.  Fingering her asshole resulted in better results but his dire determination had taken a hit\emdash he didn\rquote t like being watched.  Especially secretively. \par
\tab A lot of fingering to Christine followed by some spankering.  His cock was still enthused but his mind was distracted.  He figured as much that he was in trouble with the Agency\emdash what sort of trouble he was in with the Fallen Dragon he wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab After fingering Christine (and some spankering) he slid his slick schlong into her slit and rode her to the ultimate joy.  One more girl to go.  Some slapping his cock to Christine\rquote s pussy then, like with Beth, hoisted her legs up to probe her virgin shitter.\par
\tab There was no anal penetration but it didn\rquote t hurt to try.\par
\tab With Stephanie, the black girl was fingered-fingered-fingered revitalizing Ozzie\rquote s shagged out schlong.  He then fucked her finding his mind\rquote s troubles diminishing.  All there was was to fuck.  To fuck and cum.  It mattered little how old the girl was\emdash well, out of diapers anyways.  Teen girls were ok, but he fancied the younger girls.\par
\tab When finished shagging Stephanie he sat back considering whether or not to bone them all again when the door behind him opened.  A Chinese woman in black leather exposing her pussy, titties, and buttocks appeared.\par
\tab\ldblquote The Lady would like to see you.\rdblquote\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know why but a strange feeling swept over him\emdash a frightening feeling.  The guard was tall, round face, no make-up, cold soul eating eyes.  Ozzie felt feelings he wasn\rquote t accustomed to\emdash fear.  He also felt foolish being naked and thusly vulnerable.  Had she been watching him fuck the girls?\par
\tab\ldblquote What about them?\rdblquote  he said standing up slipping on his clothes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do not worry about them,\rdblquote  the woman said in a mono voice, \ldblquote they are no longer your concern.\rdblquote\par
\tab The woman then produced a changshan, a Chinese male\rquote s long shirt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Put this on.\rdblquote  instead of his regular street clothes.\par
\tab What had he gotten himself into!?\par
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\tab The shirt was silk.  It was the most incredible thing he had ever worn!  It was the most incredible thing he had ever felt!  It was incredible!  Overwhelmed by the changshan he was easily guided down a hall, another hall, thru a door and then\'85\par
\tab The group paused at a room where within a teenage girl was in dire peril.\par
\tab The girl, about sixteen or so, was naked and fashioned to a dungeon-like bed.  The bed was wooden and set up from the floor four feet; the inside of the bed tilted whereas there was a 2-inch boarder all around.  The young lady was in fright\emdash and rightfully so as there was a propane torch blazing\emdash blazing a branding iron!\par
\tab What the fuck!?\par
\tab In the corners of the \ldblquote dungeon-like\rdblquote  room stood Chinese guards.  Another Chinese gal was by the bed.  The gal on the bed was freaking the fuck out; there were nipple clips attached to her nipples; she had long black hair, green eyes, nice-nice teenage titties, not hair one on her pussy.\par
\tab When the smallish branding iron (smaller than normal cattle brands) was a brilliant red the Chinese torturer brought the iron over to the girl on the wooden bed.  Her wrists and ankles were bleeding in the leather restraints; her eyes of green bulged as she saw the branding iron.  Her knees, too, were stretched outward with more leather restraints thusly keeping her knees from flailing\emdash flailing from when the branding iron was pressed to her bald pussy.\par
\tab Ozzie had a bit of a hard-on\emdash and ejaculated when the branding iron was pressed to the girl\rquote s pussy.  It was insane!  The girl bucked, screamed, and flailed regardless of the restraints breaking her left wrist before passing out.  The group with Ozzie went on.\par
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\tab The Lady.\par
\tab The Fallen Dragon (Lady)\par
\tab There was a Wow Factor involved here.\par
\tab The Fallen Dragon was amazing.  Captivating.  Ozzie had seen many Chinese ladies, teen girls mostly, but some women.  None compared to the Fallen Dragon.  He could barely come up with words to describe her; and those that he did conjure in his mind were not fitting enough.  She was amazing!  Her beauty transcended everything.\par
\tab And from her beauty there was a scent that was equally breathtaking.\par
\tab Oranges?  Orange flowers?  Roses?\par
\tab And the fragrance of tea, too.\par
\tab The room was grand; mostly dark along the outer edges; but there was central a grand ornate bed, four-poster, with frilly fringes.  Chinese art adorned the walls, tapestries on the walls and floor; ornate furnishings here\emdash and there\emdash and over there.  Chinese guards, too.  All clad in sleek black shiny leather exposing their poons, titties, and asses.  It was then that Ozzie noted that the guards, entourage all had branded poons.\par
\tab Rite of passage?\par
\tab The Fallen Dragon lay on the bed\emdash she was full of mystic and held Ozzie in a complete trance.  So much so that he did not know when the silk shirt he had cum on inside had been removed.\par
\tab The Lady\rquote s eyes focused (or feasted?) on Ozzie\rquote s schlong.  Her tongue flicked out.\tab Did\emdash did she have a forked tongue?\par
\tab Ozzie wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab Ozzie wasn\rquote t sure of anything by this point.\par
\tab\lquote come to me\rquote  a voice in his head said.\par
\tab It was, of course, the Lady.\par
\tab What a sensation!  His entire body tingled!  He felt like being electrocuted\emdash no, not as intense as that.  You ever touch your tongue to a 9-volt battery?  I know you did.  That feeling\emdash intensified times ten.  All over his body\emdash his nipples peaked and his cock\emdash well, his cock was in business for itself.\par
\tab Onto the bed he went; slowly.\par
\tab Onto the Fallen Dragon he went; slowly.\par
\tab\lquote make love to me\rquote  she said.\par
\tab\lquote INTO the Fallen Dragon he went; slowly.\par
\tab In his life since he had been fucking\emdash no pussy had ever thrilled him so.  To describe\emdash he couldn\rquote t.  It was unbelievable.  Totally.  No words were invented yet to describe that unique feeling; sensational.\par
\tab His mind was blown\emdash and after cumming in the Lady his cock was blown!\par
\tab Not by the Lady but by her consorts.  After pulling out he lay off to one side of the Fallen Dragon; mesmerized.   One of the flunkies came and began fondling his cock.  Ozzie felt that he could die right then and be happy.  And from ball fondling to cock fondling; the one gal handling his dong began masturbating him.  When he was sufficiently hard-harder-hardest she took his pud into her mouth and sucked the life out of him!\par
\tab The next thing he knew\emdash the Lady was gone and he was on the super comfy bed.  It was like nothing he had ever laid on before.  He felt as if though he were melting.  One of the Lady\rquote s consorts straddled his face.  It was then, while munching, that he noted the brand on her bald pussy was of a Chinese symbol.\par
\tab There actually were two; one was the symbol meaning \ldblquote fallen\rdblquote  and the other was (of course) \ldblquote dragon.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ozzie noshed at the \ldblquote Y\rdblquote  until he got a face full of female jiz.\par
\tab One of the other flunkies rode his cock while another (at the same time) suckled his balls.  The gal he suckled filled his face with her essence\emdash in turn, he filled the mouth of the one sucking him; this after she had rode him to the pivotal point of joy.\par
\tab The Lady\rquote s ladies then lay on him, caressing him, fondling his balls, his cock, his inner soul.  It couldn\rquote t get any better\emdash could it?\par
\tab Down the hall in another room\emdash\par
\tab Feminist/activist/do-gooder and all around nosey cunt bitch Glorya Totalie, was in peril.  She was already out of her mind from her out-and-out kidnapping (and subsequent rough treatment) and some point she blacked out\emdash only to awaken to new horror:  she was naked and strapped spread eagled on a wooden bed that was tilted slightly at an angle.\par
\tab The room was a dungeon setting; beds, tables, a fire pit, shackles on the cobblestoned wall, iron maidens, and no dungeon would be a dungeon without a blacksmith\rquote s forge.\par
\tab Glorya wasn\rquote t alone in the dungeon/torture room; at an angle from her was a young woman it took a little time for her to recognize\emdash the child killer Suzanne Anne Kasey.  She was tussed up on a contraption that looked\emdash painful.  Bent over a wooden bar with her legs spread wide and her ankles shackled in leather restraints.  Her arms were bent back behind her also shackled in leather restraints preventing her from moving in anyway-shape-or-form.  Her head, too, was restraint via a leather strap about her forehead attached to a spring mechanism.\par
\tab She was also bald headed.\par
\tab Glorya could see that the young woman\rquote s ass was red\emdash reddened from being beaten by a belt, strap, and wooden slat.  Glorya\rquote s breath began to quicken\emdash this was a nightmare!  (and it wasn\rquote t going to get any better!)\par
\tab For one thing\emdash she herself was bald!  Usually she had shoulder length hair; she was 67 years young and had once auburn hair that was thick.  Now it was grey and looking like a rat\rquote s nest.  Then\emdash\par
\tab Glorya stopped breathing.  Her breath was literally taken as looming out of the gloom of the dungeon came walking an ape.  An ape.  He stood some two meters tall.  Not much of a slouch as per the norm for an ape; he was tall, dark fur, very\emdash very muscular, cold steely eyes, and occasionally grunted.\par
\tab Whether or not he WAS an ape or a man in an ape suit Glorya didn\rquote t know.  What she did know was the creature made his way around to the tussed up bound Suzanne and after slapping her ass a couple of three times proceeded to fuck her with his big-huge-humongous ape-like gargantuan cock.  The cock looked more like that belonging to a horse.  But it was attached to an ape.  Glorya was confused.\par
\tab Suzanne began to scream as the mighty ape-horse cock slammed into her.\par
\tab In her vagina\emdash anus?  Glorya couldn\rquote t rightly tell.  In the back of her mind she knew her fate.  She began to struggle.  She saw a huge man bare chested at the forge stoking the fire.  The room was blazing hot and there was a stench that was overpowering\emdash she couldn\rquote t place the smell but it was horridly offensive.\par
\tab The humping ape-man grunted-grunted-grunted\'85and then grunted some more.  He made all the animalistic sounds associated with an ape and when he pulled out\'85\par
\tab Glorya almost fainted\emdash there was an even more horrendous smell wafting on the listless air accompanied by a \lquote slurping\rquote  sound as the ape\rquote s penis slipped out of Suzanne\rquote s body.  The ape-man grunted, pounded his chest then proceeded to smack his lengthy penis against the woman\rquote s body.  She had gone to trail facing charges of murdering her own child\emdash a 2yr old sweet little girl.  The body had been hidden in a watery canal full of weeds and such and it took 2 years before the detectives could make their case.\par
\tab Months later and Suzanne was acquitted.\par
\tab She was instantly the most hated person in the country.\par
\tab After smacking his cock against her ass the ape-man made his way around to her face where he proceeded to slap her face with his cock.  Glorya still couldn\rquote t tell from which orifice the ape\rquote s cock had been.  The ape-man then pawed the back of the woman\rquote s head and moved it rapidly whereas then the spring mechanism moved her head back-and-forth whereas the ape\rquote s cock went slithering into her mouth.\par
\tab Glorya was appalled.\par
\tab The ape-man yowled, beat his chest, made ape sounds, and shoved as much of his fuck stick into her mouth as possible.  Suzanne coughed, gagged, choked, puked.  The ape-man pulled out and slapped her face harder before beating his chest and \'85 and coming over to the petrified Glorya.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh\emdash no.\rdblquote  she said in petrification.  \ldblquote No-no-NOOOOO!\rdblquote  the ape-man flopped his cock smacking it against the table the woman was secured to and then against the woman herself\emdash specifically her bald\emdash freshly shaven cunny.\par
\tab She knew that she was probably going to be raped.  Probably.\par
\tab The ape\rquote s breath was horrid\emdash horrid.  His eyes\emdash cold as iron\emdash stared into her soul.  Were those eyes\emdash human?  It wasn\rquote t possible for an ape to be so large.  Was it?  As Glorya contemplated the animal kingdom\emdash the ape slid his monstrous horse-like cock into her cunny.\par
\tab She started to scream but the scream was cut off by sheer horror.\par
\tab There was clenching, clutching, and then---\par
\tab The feeling of being fucked was one thing.\par
\tab The feeling of being raped\emdash that was one thing.\par
\tab The feeling of being raped-fucked\emdash by an APE\'85the wow factor hadn\rquote t been invented yet to describe that.  It was a violation, sure, but there, too\emdash\par
\tab OH\emdash MY\emdash GOD!\par
\tab Glorya was left in a euphoria she never thought possible.\par
\tab The ape with the amazing horse cock withdrew, pounded his chest, grunted, farted, then shuffled off into the dungeon\rquote s gloom.  Glorya remained in a stunned euphoric state of being for some time to come.\par
\tab At least until she was branded.\par
\tab The scream.\par
\tab Never in her life (67 of them) had Glorya screamed so.  She screamed a little adding \ldblquote OH GOD!\rdblquote  when a bare chested black masked man atypical of the blacksmith in such settings pulled out of the forge a blazing red/white hot branding iron.\par
\tab Suzanne screamed first.  She rattled the restraints in the contraption that restrained but there was no escape.  Glorya once more lost her ability to breathe.  Her aged cunny was still reveling in the incredible fuck that had just occurred but she tensed all over then looked away as the brand was applied to Suzanne\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab The blacksmithy applied the brand while Suzanne was bent over in the contraption; her legs were spread wide and the brand was not as large as those associated with the branding of moo-moos\emdash it was smaller (for the branding of poo-poons!)\par
\tab Suzanne wept; screamed, howled, then hung her head and was out.\par
\tab The hooded blacksmith returned the branding iron to the forge.\par
\tab Glorya knew\emdash she just knew that her turn was next.\par
\tab She was right of course.\par
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\tab A broken tooth, maybe two; pinched tongue to the point of severe bleeding; her mind as tortured as her body.  The unbelievable stench that had filled her nostrils earlier that she couldn\rquote t describe?  She now knew what the stench was\emdash burning flesh.  She got a whiff of the burning flesh from Suzanne\emdash and then herself.\par
\tab Her screams were inaudible.\par
\tab Her right wrist had broken (due to thrashing about so) as the blacksmith applied the dual brands to her pussy.  Prior to application a generous portion of olive oil had been doused onto her cunny as well as after the branding.  Her mind almost gone she had no strength when she was released from her bindings and dragged out of the dungeon room to another room.\par
\tab She blathered, babbled, rambled, and was basically senseless.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab More leather straps restrained her to the new bed; the new bed was wondrous\emdash it was like laying on a cloud!  Her legs spread, arms above her head, the woman lay in confound delirium for some time.  The room was basic black with some red trim; no windows.  No paintings; a strong scent of some kind of herbal tea mixed with jasmine and other assorted incense.  The air was cool with a direct blast onto her fevered face (and cunny!)\par
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\pard\tab As Glorya\rquote s eyes focused she noted that in the corners were people.\par
\tab Absolute distinction of who was not possible but she was aware of their presence.  Presently some boys came into the room.  Young boys.  Naked young boys.  One of the boys was hoisted up onto the bed by one of the peoples Glorya couldn\rquote t see.  The boy was about five years young, red haired, blue eyed, freckled face, naked.  The woman who had hoisted him was Chinese, or Korean; short dark hair, some sort of powdery make-up, cold dark eyes, thin lipped, and clad in a skin tight sleek black leather outfit (exposing her breasts, vagina, and ass.)\par
\tab\lquote suck his penis.\rquote  a voice said into her mind.\par
\tab Inasmuch as she was appalled and sickened at that request (or demand) she was doubly so when a naked twelve year old boy climbed onto the bed.  He was a handsome fellow; blond hair, blue eyes, naked.  His penis, though, wasn\rquote t quite hard\emdash until one of the Chinese gals began handling his limp dick AND a pretty (and naked) ten year old girl came into the room along with a naked (and pretty) thirteen year old.  Both girls got onto the bed and lay with their legs open; then they began fingering themselves and\'85viola!  boner.\par
\tab Glorya wanted to say NO to the boy with the boner but couldn\rquote t.  The blond haired boy positioned himself on her and slid his penis into her sex\emdash then he was swatted HARD on the ass and he began to pump.\par
\tab\lquote suck his penis or there will be pain.\rquote\par
\tab Glorya swallowed hard.  Pain?  How much more could there be?\par
\tab Closing her eyes she took the little boy\rquote s schlong into her mouth and began sucking.  The boy who was fucking her sometimes glanced at her; he kept his attention mostly on the two naked masturbating girls.\par
\tab The boy fucked for up to four minutes then was swatted HARD and he dismounted.  The little boy getting his winkie waxed was pulled off to be replaced by\emdash the boy who had just been in her pussy!  OH!\par
\tab\lquote suck him.\rquote\par
\tab Glorya hesitated\emdash his penis had just been in her vagina!\par
\tab\lquote suck him or suffer the consequences.\rquote\par
\tab What consequences could she suffer that she hadn\rquote t suffered already?\par
\tab Once more, closing her eyes, she took a boy\rquote s penis into her mouth and sucked-sucked-nearly vomited-sucked.\par
\tab A very handsome ten year old boy was helped up onto the bed and positioned between Glorya\rquote s legs.  A swat to his ass prompted him to engage sexually\emdash the visual aids still laying there beside the woman fingering themselves aided in his erection.\par
\tab The young boy lasted three minutes and grew tired.\par
\tab Just as he did so\emdash the boy in her mouth (who had been in her twat) came off.\par
\tab Glorya was well on her way to vomiting.\par
\tab An eleven year old black boy, a ten year old Korean boy, and a darling little ten year old white boy all took turns boning Glorya\emdash then fucking her mouth.  Somehow she managed to keep her stomach contents from spewing.  Then, when all the lads had had their turn with Glorya, they were taken out of the room.  Glorya lay still; her stomach was now in turmoil as much as her mind was.\par
\tab A television monitor was brought to her attention, it was a big screen on the wall before her showing the boys that were just in the room going into the dungeon room.  They were marched up to Suzanne still restrained by the restraining contraption.  The blacksmith operated the contraption lowering it to the boys\rquote  level.  The woman\rquote s legs were spread wider causing some discomfort.\par
\tab The first boy, the tall blond haired twelve year old was swatted on the ass and told something by one of the leathery clad Chinese ladies.  The boy bent over and put his face to Suzanne\rquote s ass.  He licked her asshole.  And after licking for one full minute he put his cock to the hole\emdash and in.  A rigorous butt fucking ensued lasting a full four minutes.  The boy blasted a fresh hot load of boy spunk.  (While he butt fucked Suzanne he was occasionally swatted.)\par
\tab The next boy in line was not so enthused about eating ass\emdash especially with splooge oozing out of the hole.  So he was switched.  A long thin bamboo switch was stricken across the boy\rquote s bare ass until he complied.  By then he was crying (and bleeding.)  The boys that followed did not hesitate and licked asshole (before fucking it).\par
\tab The boys were ushered out and \'85 the ape-man returned.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t lick Suzanne\rquote s butt hole\emdash he just simply fucked it.\par
\tab Suzanne lost her mind and passed out.\par
\tab Glorya would have, too, but someone new entered the room.\par
\tab Ozzie.\par
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Getting to know you\par
\tab He looked a little disorientated.  No, a LOT disorientated!\par
\tab Ozzie slowly entered the Agency kitchen, grabbed a soda from the fridge, and copped a squat at the table.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi!\rdblquote  he said to the newcomer.\par
\tab The newcomer nodded and offered a meager smile.  In his eyes there was confusion.  He was new\emdash but willing.  The Agency Way of Life was something that took a little getting used to.  Ozzie had been a member for \ldblquote awhile\rdblquote  and was still getting used to the Way of Life.  After his stint with the Fallen Dragon\emdash he was a changed man.\par
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\pard\tab After banging the shit out of the feminist/activist Glorya he stepped aside and watched as the ape-man took his turn.  He fucked her hard\emdash harder\emdash hardest.  He fucked her to death.  Literally.  Ozzie wasn\rquote t sure if the tall ape-man was in fact\emdash an ape\emdash or some dude in an ape costume.  He knew, though, that he wasn\rquote t going to ask\'85anyone.  Ever.\par
\tab There was another session with the Fallen Dragon\emdash whereupon he was swatted with black leather whips.  Not to the point of bringing blood or even welts, but there was a definite sting to the event regardless.\par
\tab Then he was branded.\par
\tab On the ass.\par
\tab Both cheeks.\par
\tab One cheek\emdash the Chinese symbol \ldblquote FALLEN\rdblquote ; the other cheek\emdash the Chinese symbol \ldblquote DRAGON.\rdblquote   It was better than having his balls branded.  Way better.\par
\tab He was owned.  Property of the Lady.  He was an Agent for the Agency but property of the Fallen Dragon (Lady.)  Well, job security?  The Lady WAS a good fuck.  He could do without the whipping.  And then he learned that Fallen Dragon was a consort of the Virus.  That could be problematic.  The Agency, Ozzie knew, was something similar to that of the Mob; fuck up, rat, tattle, skim off the top, go against the Boss, do un-Agency things could get one \ldblquote disappeared.\rdblquote\par
\tab Now Ozzie had to be mindful of both the Virus and the Fallen Dragon.  Fuck up with both of them and he could say good-bye to his balls; he imagined getting into trouble with Virus would result in one\rquote s balls being ripped off.  Getting into trouble with the Fallen Dragon would get one\rquote s heart ripped out thru his chest.\par
\tab Not a pleasant thought.\par
\tab On the upside, though, Ozzie did garner a gift from the Lady, a new (and improved) Electronic Mind Altering Device!  (and he used it, too!)\par
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And he used it, too!\par
\tab At one of those outdoor museums featuring Old West themed homes, trains, stores, and such as the like like that there that modern day young people aren\rquote t too interested in\emdash\par
\tab Ozzie sighted in on three Subjects.\par
\tab His butt cheeks still tingled; so did his balls (the Lady had a way with sucking the life out one\rquote s nades)  He had nightmares of pissing off the Fallen Dragon and finding himself in the contraption Suzanne was in\emdash and in walks the ape-man.  That would be bad\emdash very-very bad.\par
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\pard\tab Learning the idiosyncrasies of the new sophisticated EMAD took a little time.  The Device was tuned into to his being; his fingerprint only.  He was warned by one of the Lady\rquote s flunkies, \ldblquote I would advise not to use it too often or it will consume you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ozzie was young and took the consort\rquote s counsel with some thought but not action.  He was a five year old boy in a candy store where everything was free.\par
\tab The Subjects, one-two-three, sat on a bench by an old west two-story building that was jail and office below and court above.  The bench was on the side of the building\emdash out of sight of parental units who loved the old west stuff.  The three kids were deeply involved in their mini computers, iPads.  The blond haired girl had a knee up; she wore a short pleated grey/blue skirt and from Ozzie\rquote s angle\emdash she had bright pink panties!  Crotch shot!\par
\tab The girl on the other side of the boy was Korean; she had long dark hair and wore short knee length blue jeans.  The boy in the middle was a blond haired youth wearing a green shirt and jeans.\par
\tab There were other targets in the outdoor museum; some teen girls had his attention but they were in numbers and Ozzie was not yet ready to waylay \ldblquote numbers.\rdblquote   \par
\tab\lquote Come here.\rquote  Ozzie said using the new EMAD.  He hadn\rquote t yet become \ldblquote one\rdblquote  with the module; he had to have a direct line o\rquote  sight with the Target, he got a powerful headache that made him dizzy and nauseous, and there was a pesky nose bleed to deal with, too.  But, the Device was a big step up from the previous mind altering gadget.\par
\tab Ozzie discovered (on-the-job training) that the Device was capable of subduing multiples.  The blond haired girl, Polly, firstly, though, sat up and looked around pulling the earbuds out of her ear,\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you say something?\rdblquote  she asked of the other two.\par
\tab Both other two shook their heads and continued to be immersed in their gaming or whatever.\par
\tab Ozzie increased the gain on the Device giving it a boost in its electronic abilities.\par
\tab\lquote come\emdash HERE!\rquote\par
\tab Once more and Polly looked to her friends\emdash then stood up.\par
\tab So did the boy (Colin) and the Korean (Nellie.)\par
\tab Behind the courthouse/jail building, next to the drug store, there was a generous space and then the fence encircling the property.  Beyond the fence was a field of junk; old buildings, cars, train cars, city project refuse, and so on.  From there a dual track train track, a dirt canal, a large empty field, and a dry river.  A minor league ball park was off to one side, the dry river to the other.\par
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\pard\tab There was, of course, a hole in the fence enabling sneaks into the museum.  Ozzie had done so a few times, he wasn\rquote t so interested in the buildings as he was the old machines; the oil well, oil derrick, and steam locomotives.  Thru the fence and along a trail to the train track that was up a six foot mound.  At the bridge that crossed over the canal there was a hole\emdash a cave.  Ozzie had spent time here, too, smoking pot, drinking beer with friends, hiding out from Johnny Law, his mom, a girl\rquote s pissed off dad, school, etc.\par
\tab Ten year old Polly Makesitt, long blond hair, slim body, great ass, beginner\rquote s nobs, had a great smile and a blank stare.  Ozzie, still working thru the uniqueness of the Device got her to take her clothes off\emdash he had her pause, though, when at those bright pink undies.  They hugged her body nicely and she was none the wiser about what she was doing.\par
\tab A nifty feature of the EMAD was Q&A.\par
\tab\lquote Ever see a boy naked?\rquote  he transmitted to the stunned mindless girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote My brother, his friend (peeing in the backyard).\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Ever fool around with your brother?\rquote\par
\tab A pause there was\emdash then;\par
\tab\ldblquote Sometimes.\rdblquote   Touchy/feely.\par
\tab Nellie Notit had three brothers, two older and one younger\emdash soooo, she saw them naked\emdash a lot.  No touchy/feely\emdash just stare.  The oldest brother, sixteen, she saw \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  with his pee-pee.  Nothing more follows.  Colin had an older sister and a younger one.  With the older girl, Stacey, they just saw one another naked but mostly in their undies.  With the younger girl, Mary, finger-finger-finger!  When he could get away with it.  She was four and he sometimes helped give her a bath\emdash and whilst doing so helped himself to some fingering.  Seemed the thing to do.\par
\tab Did he want to see his friends, Polly and Nellie naked?\par
\tab Actually, he had never really thought about it.\par
\tab Colin and Nellie followed suit with undressing down to their underwear.\par
\tab Then Ozzie did same.\par
\tab Then Ozzie embraced Polly, caressed her ass, slipped his hand inside her pink panties, and found himself unable to hold back.  There was no thought of taking the trio to the Warehouse\'85the previous girls (Bethany, Christine, and Stephanie) were never seen again.  He didn\rquote t know their fate\emdash and didn\rquote t want to.  After seeing the dungeon/torture room, the ape-man, the \ldblquote contraption\rdblquote , the brandings\emdash there were things about the Fallen Dragon he just didn\rquote t want to know.\par
\tab So he kept the trio escapade to himself.\par
\tab Laying Polly down he slid her pink panties off, sniffed the crotch, then went down on the girl herself sniffing HER crotch.  And from sniffing to licking, fingering, and finally\emdash fucking!  Seemed the thing to do.\par
\tab Polly by golly was a hottie.  Ozzie took his time; caressing her naked body, clutching her ass, and fingering her pussy to his delight.  And he did so delight!  Then it was all about the fucking.  Gliding his prong up and down her delicate poon he still took some time but soon the umph was there and there was no denying entry.\par
\tab He felt as if though he creamed right off.  There was a \ldblquote surge\rdblquote  but not ejaculate.  That came later.  He slid himself into the girl\rquote s sex, pulled out to hump the slit, then returned entry to complete the job.\par
\tab While fucking he checked the other two; he had little to know intention of sex with the boy\emdash maybe something.  Maybe.  The Korean girl he definitely wanted to bone.  The boy was of some interest; he had naughty aspirations for his sister\emdash sisters.  And with Ozzie armed with a kicked up sophisticated top notch EMAD\'85hmmm\par
\tab The cumming in Polly was sensational.  Ozzie couldn\rquote t get enough.  He felt his cock cumming and he embraced the girl clutching her to him as their bodies melded.  He pumped and pumped, strained, pumped, shuddered, and came in great quantities.  There was an instant melt down.  Time was taken to admire the mindless girl before pushing off of her and taking a slight break.\par
\tab\lquote Want to fuck?\rquote  Ozzie asked of Colin.\par
\tab The boy wasn\rquote t sure; kinda/sorta.  He didn\rquote t think of his friend in a sexual manner; just a friend.  He was sort of/kind of afraid of crossing the line with her; any advance other than friendly and she would possibly deck him or be pissed off and not want to be his friend.  He just didn\rquote t think of her sexually.\par
\tab Once the boy was naked, Ozzie began prying more and more into his young mind.\par
\tab\lquote If you could FUCK your sisters\emdash would you?\rquote\par
\tab Slight pause; then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote  Colin answered almost exuberantly.\par
\tab Ozzie then dinked with the boy\rquote s mind further implanting the notion that Polly was his little sister, Mary.  The boy then stared and stared at the laying down naked Polly with not much success in the ruse.  Ozzie then had the older sister, Stacey, suck his dick.\par
\tab That helped.\par
\tab Helped Ozzie, too!\par
\tab It was a nice scene; the naked ten year old Korean sucking on Colin\rquote s pud while in his mind he saw it was his older sister sucking on his pud.\par
\tab\lquote Your little sister wants you to fuck her.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote What do you do\emdash what DO you do!?\rquote\par
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\pard\tab A slight hesitation then the boy was grinding on the \ldblquote little sister\rdblquote  fucking her with umph.  Ozzie was pleased (and found himself strangely sexually intrigued watching the boy fuck.  After cleaning his dick using Polly\rquote s pink panties he had Nellie suck him.\par
\tab Ozzie was surprised that when after Colin nutted \ldblquote he nutted!\rdblquote   The boy pulled out and there was milky strands of spunk from his pisser from/to Polly\rquote s cunt.  The boy was ten!  Ozzie shrugged and put his slobbered on tool to Nellie and fucked her brains out\emdash or at leastways his.\par
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Like banging a screen door in a hurricane\par
\tab More training, more \ldblquote getting to know\rdblquote  the EMAD-extraordinaire.  Some trial, some error but the end result\emdash startling.  After banging Polly and Nellie like a screen door in a hurricane the junior Agent felt confident enough to hurl himself into the wind and go it alone (not like he hadn\rquote t been doing so so far.)\par
\tab The trio from the museum was still with him\emdash er, on his mind not physically speaking.  There was marvel in the sophistication of the Device; after screwing the girls, both himself and Colin, Ozzie put it to the girls to allow their friend to \ldblquote fuck their brains out\rdblquote  on almost a daily basis.  If not fucking then sucking.  He, in turn, would lick their cunnies.  Ozzie felt good about his progress and left the kids (naked) in the cave to carry out their new way of life.\par
\tab Anyways\emdash\par
\tab North of the City, east of the dammed lake, there was a landscape of trees and rocks.  Sparse trees, lots of big fucking rocks (boulders.)  Lots of hiking trails, camping spots, impromptu camping, boating fishing, shit like that.  Two young teens were hiking, brother and sister\emdash they had had enough of their siblings (bickerings and annoying) so when the time was right\emdash they scooted.\par
\tab The pair walked up from the lake into the sparse woods seeing a large jutting rock that looked like a giant lizard.\par
\tab And sitting on the head of that giant lizard was a cougar!\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  breathed Greg.\par
\tab Marsha clutched her brother\rquote s hand; she was twelve, he was thirteen.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think I just peed.\rdblquote  she said.\par
\tab Greg nodded but wasn\rquote t sure exactly what she said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t run,\rdblquote  Greg said to her, \ldblquote whatever you do\emdash don\rquote t run.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha nodded.  Did he say \ldblquote Run\rdblquote ? or \ldblquote Don\rquote t run?\rdblquote   continuing to clutch his hand she would take his lead whatever\emdash run or don\rquote t run.\par
\tab The cougar looked to the two lunches, a lunch and desert, made a scowling sound like cougars do but didn\rquote t move from the head of the lizard-rock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Real slowly, let\rquote s back up.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha nodded and backed up\'85and tripped.\par
\tab She was a girl\emdash so it was natural.\par
\tab The cougar made his noise again; Greg helped his clumsy sister up and they once more began to retreat but this time Marsha facing the way they had come; butt to butt; Greg facing the cougar and Marsha the way they had come.  Down the trail and to the left\emdash whereas they should have continued down the trail to their campsite.  Instead, left took them to a creek.  The trees closed in a bit and Greg lost sight of the cougar.\par
\tab At the creek the two stood shoulder to shoulder looking for the cougar.\par
\tab No cougar.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think he followed his\emdash I don\rquote t see any movement.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Good, \lquote cause I\rquote m about to have one.\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg chuckled then stepped away looking down the trail they had come.\par
\tab Turning back he shrugged\emdash\ldblquote Looks good to me.\rdblquote  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn!\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha looked down to where he was staring\emdash at her crotch.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote  Marsha bitched.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom\rquote s gonna freak.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom\rquote s never going to let us go out on our own again!\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha backed up to sit on a small boulder.\par
\tab\ldblquote If I could make a suggestion?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Marsha asked trying to figure out how to explain her wet pants to her mother.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take \lquote em off and lay on the rock, let the sun dry them.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha thought it over\emdash then began shucking her jeans and panties.\par
\tab Looking up (to her brother) she paused a moment.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want me to go away?\rdblquote  Greg asked.\par
\tab One second\'85two seconds\'85three\'85 \ldblquote No, you can stay.\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg smiled; he was a little dorky looking, but he was thirteen \endash  so there\rquote s that.  Dark hair, cool azure blue eyes, the teen checked his stripping down sister slyly gouging the heel of his hand to his bulging boner.\par
\tab Marsha saw her brother\rquote s actions despite his trying to be sly about it.\par
\tab She smiled, giggled and blushed.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Greg asked; then looked down and saw that he had a very pronounced pronouncement.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit!\rdblquote  he exclaimed\emdash\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha shrugged, \ldblquote It\rquote s ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote It is?\rquote  the boy looked sheepish (and more dorkish then before.)\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve seen each other.\rdblquote  Marsha said but didn\rquote t explain further.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  Greg chortled, \ldblquote usually in our underwear.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  Marsha said standing up being without clothing from the waist down, \ldblquote we\rquote ve seen each other.\rdblquote  She was smiling and still blushing.  Marsha was\emdash on the verge of being a pretty girl.  On the verge.  Currently\emdash not so much.  She was rather plain, long-long straight honey blond hair, lovely amazing eyes, a sort of shapely body, and just a slight bit of poon pie hair on her now naked cunny.\par
\tab\ldblquote Heck, we\rquote ve SEEN each other naked!\rdblquote  Greg stated.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, just glimpses.\rdblquote  Right?\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, glimpses.\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg looked around (for security\rquote s sake) \ldblquote Looks like we\rquote re alone.\rdblquote  Where was this leading? Hmmm\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, looks like.\rdblquote  Good thing.\par
\tab Marsha placed her clothes on the rock as Greg had suggested.  When she turned around to do so\emdash Greg nearly fainted.  Goddamn what an ass!  Glimpses.  Yeah, only mere glimpses of his sister naked.  Then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you pee your pants, too?\rdblquote  Marsha asked (suspiciously)\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, no.\rdblquote  Greg said stupidly.  He glanced down but didn\rquote t see any wetness\emdash just a boner.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, if you did,\rdblquote  Marsha said with some trepidation, \ldblquote you could put your clothes up here with mine.\rdblquote  Hmmm\par
\tab Really?\par
\tab Greg hemhawed around a bit contemplating \ldblquote What?\rdblquote  \ldblquote What was she hinting at?\rdblquote   then\emdash\par
\tab\lquote Oooooh!\rquote  hehe\par
\tab With a bashful shrug, \ldblquote I-I think I did.  Just a little.\rdblquote  It was still embarrassing but he shucked his britches (and tidy-whiteys) and there he was\emdash naked.  Mostly.\par
\tab Other than Marsha there was Evelynn and Mabel.  Evelynn was ten while Mabel was a mere six.  On the previous day it was Mabel who had gotten stung by a bee\emdash on the butt\emdash whilst she was peeing.  The kids\rquote  dad was off on a grocery run so it was up to Greg to the rescue.  His dad smoked, but was cutting down and almost quitting.  There was a pack of ciggys in the tent; Greg got the tobacco out, got it wet, then squeezed the juice out onto Mabel\rquote s lily white right butt cheek.  (the tobacco helps the sting of the bee something like anesthetic).\par
\tab Not the first time he had seen her bare butt.  Mabel had an aversion to the wearing of clothing and liked to race up and down the halls\emdash naked.  Sliding on the bare wood floor in her socks and socks only.  She often got her sisters doing same (but the often did so in their undies.)\par
\tab Of Evelynn, yeah, Greg had seen her naked, too\emdash a little more than a glimpse, too.\par
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\pard\tab Marsha gazed at her brother\rquote s schlong.  It was hard! Once\emdash ONCE she had seen him \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  with it.  She just thought it was something that boy\rquote s did with their willie \lquote cause they could (she\rquote s right you know) She was going to ask her mother about it but decided not to.\par
\tab   \ldblquote Uhm, you\rquote d probably ought to rinse yourself off, too.\rdblquote  Greg said shyly.\par
\tab Marsha looked down then nodded her pretty head, \ldblquote Yeah, good point.\rdblquote\par
\tab And off to the creek she went.\par
\tab Greg watched her\emdash dat ass!  His cock got all the harder (and secret desires, too!)\par
\tab\ldblquote Coming?\rdblquote  she asked she immersed herself into the creek.\par
\tab\lquote Almost!\rquote  the boy blushed and his cock led the way.\par
\tab After a little splish-splash frolic in the creek the two got out to lay on the warm rocks.\par
\tab\ldblquote Bad time for mom and dad to come look for us, huh?\rdblquote  Marsha said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Very bad.\rdblquote  And he looked hard listening harder for any telltale signs of parental encroachment.  Seeing none, hearing none he lay on his back methodically playing with his skin flute.\par
\tab\ldblquote Greg, mind if I ask you something?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Sure.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t have to answer if you don\rquote t want to.\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg shrugged, \ldblquote Shoot.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, I was just curious\emdash do you know what a blowjob is like?\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg was stunned.  What a question?  Then\emdash hey\'85what the hey!?\par
\tab\ldblquote How would I know?\rdblquote  he was a guy\emdash and in no way did HE personally know what giving head was like.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s something you should ask another girl.\rdblquote  Who gives head.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh,\rdblquote  embarrassed, \ldblquote I-I just wondered what it was like.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh.  Greg was a bit confused but slowly it dawned on him\emdash she wasn\rquote t asking if HE gave head but if whether or not a GIRL gave HIM head and what it felt like for HIM.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know if I could do it.\rdblquote  she said in a low voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote For one,\rdblquote  Greg stated asserting his brotherly dominance, \ldblquote you\rquote re too young for that stuff.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha lay on her back, her young titties flattened out but were still visible.\par
\tab Almost fourteen Greg had a tremendous boner and it was quite a feat to keep from jerking off furiously.  Almost thirteen Marsha fingered herself (and casually watched her brother play with his tool.)\par
\tab A whole minute and some seconds passed\emdash then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  drawled Greg fishing for a solution to Marsha\rquote s query, \ldblquote if you want to know what a blowjob is\'85\rdblquote  he waggled his cock to send the unsaid message.\par
\tab It was a big step but Marsha\rquote s curiosity prompted her, goaded her, into testing the waters by \ldblquote tasting\rdblquote  her brother\rquote s prong.\par
\tab Gregory Bray had never gotten a blowjob BUT he had heard from pals how it was done.  One pal supposedly got a hummer from his sister almost daily.  Greg pretty much figured the boy was fibbing a little.  A little.\par
\tab\ldblquote Roll your tongue around the head.\rdblquote  Greg said (as he had learned from his incestuous pal.)\par
\tab Marsha gripped her brother\rquote s prong and followed instructions.\par
\tab She made a slight face but continued rolling her tongue about the super sensitive crown (head.)\par
\tab Greg felt like he was going to blow any second.\par
\tab She was no expert but that was ok.  The girl went on to roll her tongue all over then began her downward descent.  Greg knew he was cumming.  He knew that it was going to gross her out\emdash but strangely, it didn\rquote t.  Marsha went down-down-down; she sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked and then\emdash sucked some more draining her brother\rquote s prong.\par
\tab Greg was in another world.\par
\tab\ldblquote SON-OF-A-BITCH!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  She was no expert but\'85\par
\tab Marsha sat up blushing, giggling, drizzling bits of cum out the corners of her mouth.  Spatting the goo out,\par
\tab\ldblquote So you liked it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg was speechless.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote I can do you now.\rdblquote  \par
\tab Marsha\rquote s defenses instantly perked up.\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you mean?\rdblquote  the sometimes shy girl asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Y-you sucked me, my turn to do you.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote But I don\rquote t have a\emdash a\emdash thingy like you?\rdblquote\par
\tab School time!\par
\tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote  Greg said.  He sat up and was totally flummoxed by what had happened\emdash and what was GOING to happen.\par
\tab Marsha laid down, Greg spread her legs, Greg got hard, Greg eyed the girl\rquote s cunny, Greg spurted cum.\par
\tab Flicking his tongue to his sister\rquote s quim (like he knew how) was a treat for him as much as it was for her.  She tensed, clenched, made odd noises, and basically \ldblquote fucked his face.\rdblquote\par
\tab He kinda like it; it enthused him.  enthused him so much that after thoroughly licking out his sister\rquote s cunt he moved up to lay on her\emdash poising for that ultimate incestuous sin.\par
\tab\ldblquote Greg.\rdblquote  Marsha said\emdash but only this\emdash and nothing more!  She was concerned and it showed in her pretty eyes.  \par
\tab But there was no stopping once the progress of motion was\emdash in progress.\par
\tab That would be wrong!\par
\tab Slowly and Greg glided his cock against his sister\rquote s fevered cunt\emdash grinding.\par
\tab Marsha\rquote s nipples perked up and Greg fondled them\emdash continuing to grind.\par
\tab Grabbing her brother\rquote s arm (spreading her legs wider) was sign to Greg that \ldblquote the fuck was on.\rdblquote   The slicked up helmet of his pud entered the virgin girl\rquote s poon and slowly made steady progress busting the thin membrane just inside.  A hearty thrust and the act of \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  commenced.\par
\tab Marsha\rquote s arms and legs flailed about, she wrapped her flailing legs about him continuing to cling to his arms and revel in the brotherly love.  Soon and their mouths met.  It just happened.  The power of love and sex accumulated massive urgence and the two engaged sexually for several minutes.\par
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\tab With the noonday sun baking his backside\emdash getting laid trumped getting burned.  The release of cum put Greg Bray into a euphoric state of being simple hand jerking came nowhere close.  Nowhere.  And he knew at that pivotal moment that nothing else compared.  All there was was to fuck\emdash and cum.\par
\tab Of course, it didn\rquote t linger, the feeling of ecstasy.  It was electrifying and tingled his body from his hair to his toes.  He knew that he wanted to do that again\emdash and again\emdash and again some more.\par
\tab For Marsha\'85she was just in awe.  Too young to really comprehend \ldblquote getting laid\rdblquote  and associating words to describe it.  Her young cunny was a bit sore but there was this lingering tingling feeling\emdash she was at a quandary.  She felt like clenching, peeing, farting, and friggin\rquote  herself all in one motion/emotion.\par
\tab Back into the creek for a little revitalization (rinsing).  Greg kinda/sorta wanted to \ldblquote tap dat ass\rdblquote  but knew that her backdoor was probably too tight from the water.  Probably.  Maybe later?\par
\tab With their clothes dry the two dressed and began their trek to the campsite.\par
\tab At the turn to the main trail they both looked to the direction of Lizard Rock.\par
\tab No cougar.\par
\tab That was kinda good\emdash kinda bad.\par
\tab Holding hands the two picked up their step and continued on their way.\par
\tab As they neared camp,\par
\tab\ldblquote You know, Marsha, you\rquote ve been wondering what to get dad for his birthday\emdash I know the perfect gift!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?  Tell me?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Just what you did for me\emdash a blowjob!\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha\rquote s mouth fell open\emdash big enough to insert Lizard Rock (and the cougar!)\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  she exclaimed, \ldblquote Are you serious?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, why not?\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha couldn\rquote t respond\emdash the proposal was too ridiculous.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t think I could do that.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, it was just a thought.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote You know, you been wanting a bump in your allowance; doing that for dad would surely do it.\rdblquote  no shit.\par
\tab It was still overwhelming for Marsha to conceive.  They returned to camp, dad had returned with ice and groceries.  Evelynn and Mabel had managed NOT to get stung or fall into the lake.  Their mom was relaxing in a hammock\emdash the rigors of motherhood, wife, and work had taken their toll on the woman and she needed the vacation more than anyone.\par
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\tab Marsha:  \ldblquote How?  When?\rdblquote  there\rquote s always mom hovering somewhere and/or especially the other girls and ten times out of nine their little friends.  Private time at home was almost nil.\par
\tab Greg:  \ldblquote I\rquote ll take the girls for a walk, get mom to come along, too.\rdblquote  Then there will be private time to \ldblquote get that bump in allowance!\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha:  mind blank.\par
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The things I\rquote ll do for a money\par
\tab Attend clown school\par
\tab Fart in an elevator\par
\tab Handjob to the homeless\par
\tab Handjob to the handless\par
\tab Go snowboarding drunk\par
\tab Go snowboarding drunk\emdash and naked\par
\tab Ask a London cabbie how to get to Scotland \par
\tab Ask a Scottish cabbie how to get to London\par
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\tab From the campsite by the lake there was a trail that went all around the lake.  There were cabins all over the place; secluded.  There were a few piers jutting out into the lake and nature trails everywhere.  Greg took his sisters and mother on one of these nature trails while Marsha and dad remained in camp to have that \ldblquote father/daughter\rdblquote  relationship.\par
\tab It was long known that daughters adored their fathers and Marsha was no exception.  For every birthday, father\rquote s day, Christmas, she tried to one-up everyone and get him the best gift.  This birthday would be untoppable.\par
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\pard\tab Marsha\rquote s usual style of dress was an attire consisting of jeans, jean shorts,  dress/jean outfit (half dress down to the butt and sometimes concealing the butt) and seldom times a dress\emdash just on special occasions.  After Greg had lured the other family members away\'85\par
\tab Marsha emerged from the two-room family tent wearing a short dress (and nothing else!)  Her attired got her daddy\rquote s attention.\par
\tab\ldblquote My-my!\rdblquote  he said beamingly, \ldblquote What\rquote s the occasion?  Got a date for the prom?\rdblquote  he chided her\emdash Marsha\rquote s \ldblquote prom\rdblquote  was years away.  Embarrassed, Marsha blushed, giggled, and suddenly had to suppress a pesky fart.  It felt odd to go about without underwear on\emdash but it also felt kinda good!\par
\tab\ldblquote Just wanted your birthday to be special.\rdblquote  Marsha said hugging her daddy.\par
\tab Robert smiled and hugged back his daughter\emdash the hug from Marsha was intense and very meaningful.  No need to spoil the moment, he let the girl hug the proverbial stuffing out of him; he patted her backside then she stepped back holding his hands.  She was blushing so big!\par
\tab Robert sat down on a log admiring his blushing child.\par
\tab\ldblquote I love you so much!\rdblquote  Marsha said and re-hugged her dear daddy.\par
\tab Overwhelmed, Robert re-hugged his daughter.\par
\tab Surreptitiously and Marsha raised her short inappropriate for outdoor camping (is there such a thing as INDOOR camping? Just askin\rquote ) anyways\'85\par
\tab Robert\rquote s hands patted his daughter\rquote s backside and coyly copped a feel of her ass.  Her bare ass.  He was shocked at first, of course.  Not dismayed.  Not alarmed.  He was\emdash amused!  It was then he noted that she herself was holding her dress up.  Hmmm\par
\tab Then she said,\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright, daddy, I love you so much!\rdblquote\par
\tab More hmmm\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh\emdash\rdblquote  was all he could muster.  So he patted her bare butt (and reveled in doing so.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, Marsha,\rdblquote  Robert said beginning to sweat and contemplate the mysteries of life, \ldblquote this could\emdash uh, lead to something.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I know,\rdblquote  Marsha said looking up adoringly to her daddy, \ldblquote it\rquote s your birthday!\rdblquote\par
\tab Robert didn\rquote t know where this was leading but he knew where it was leading.  Continuing to pat his daughter\rquote s bare ass he segued into caressing his daughter\rquote s ass which led to delving his fingers into his daughter\rquote s ass\rquote  crack!\par
\tab And one thing led to another as most often in these cases\emdash Marsha pulled off her dress (odd, she packed a short inappropriate dress for camping before hand?) Robert looked up the stark naked child and moaned.\par
\tab  A groan followed and then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote This is only a part of your gift.\rdblquote  Marsha said.\par
\tab Robert was afraid to inquire what the other part was.  His twelve year old daughter was naked!  No family around.  His cock got hard and as he watched his daughter\rquote s eyes travel down and lock on that which made him a man\emdash he knew.\par
\tab Sort of knew.\par
\tab Wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab Was afraid.\par
\tab Their eyes locked and Marsha, biting her lips inward nodded.\par
\tab Robert opened his legs but was nervous about continuing.\par
\tab Marsha nodded, \ldblquote It\rquote s alright, daddy,\rdblquote  she cooed, \ldblquote I want to.\rdblquote\par
\tab Robert looked up and down the lake trails\emdash no one.  He paused a moment, another moment, then\emdash standing up he fished out his cock and presented it to her.  Seemed the thing to do.\par
\tab So there it was.  Cock.  Man cock.  Daddy cock.\par
\tab Marsha focused (or feasted) her eyes on it.  It was bigger than Greg\rquote s.\par
\tab So, with her cunny tingling, and asshole threatening to release funk, heart beating hard, mind in a whirl, Marsha, went to her knees and \ldblquote expertly\rdblquote  rolled her tongue about the super sensitive crown of her daddy\rquote s cock.  The man almost melted.  And on her own she diddled her tongue into the piss slit!  She did!\par
\tab Robert caressed his daughter\rquote s head then rubbed his dong against her sweet face before pressing himself against her willing lips.  The girl took the offering and suckled the head of the man cock before going down-down-down on the cock-cock-cock.\par
\tab A blowjob was in progress.\fs22\par
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