{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} \viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone\par Book 2\par Roadtrips and Sidetrips\par Chapter 23\par There and Back Again\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par \tab Volcanic rock, with a curious pulsing glow in the nooks & crannies. Some of the pulsing light was yellow while others were green or red. It was the only light, save for the ever constant glowing lichen. Strange unknown (and unseen) insects glowed, too.\par \tab There was a mustiness in the air, no air current detected. \par \tab There was sand on the floor that gave way to unforgiving volcanic rock. He feared stumbling onto a scorpion, snaked, or whatever lurked in dark tunnels. There seemed nothing to do but press on.\par \tab At length he found the tunnel he tredged in began to narrow significantly. It became narrower and narrower--narrower and even MORE narrower. Soon he was sliding sideways. Something erupted in his noggin\rquote , a quote he had heard that seemed befitting of his predicament--\rquote not so unlike breaching from mother\rquote s womb!\rquote or something like that.\par \tab He finally did manage to \ldblquote breach\rdblquote and stumble out into an opening.\par \tab It was a little gloomy but at least it was lighter. He could scarcely see but then--he DID see shapes. Upon closer inspection--though he hadn\rquote t moved from where he lay--he took to note that the shapes were of the cavern walls. The new area was something of a round room being some ten-twelve foot in circumference. All around were small niches, holes. And in these niches (and holes) were semi glowing skulls!\par \tab He began to scramble and panic.\par \tab The glowing skulls glowed a pale dull yellow, and they were not necessarily human skull but rather that of some other odd creature. A long jutting jaw line with huge sunken hollow eyes. And there seemed to be small holes on the skull\rquote s top cranium area. \par \tab Suddenly from the wall something moved. A form \ldblquote peeled\rdblquote away from a recess it had been held within. There were long strands of some sort of sticky membrane attached to the form. The form was some seven feet tall with no appendages, none visibly at least.\page\tab The form appeared to be in a cloak or shroud of gray. It moved slowly across the floor, without showing motion of movement. Atop of the seven foot form was a head, it was sickly gray and sort of green, with a long narrow jaw, hollow sunken eyes, and WORMS wriggling atop its bulbous head!\par \tab He knew then what the holes were on the skulls in the niches, the worms. And the skulls in those niches were like the one atop the form\rquote s form! The worm creatures wriggled about madly flailing and there seemed to be about a dozen of them. The creature itself came to pause some six feet from him.\par \tab Several long enduring minutes elapsed, a staring contest of sorts, he was absorbed with watching the flailing worms. Suddenly, out from the grayish form something stirred.\par \tab An appendage? Of sorts\'85\par \tab Something began poking out from the gray shroud the creature wore, or it might have been the creature\rquote s body--it wasn\rquote t for certain for sure. The appendage appeared to be a stick, but upon closer inspection it was more like a human arm, just minus the meat that made up the arm. There was a sickening sound as the \ldblquote appendage\rdblquote poked out from about the center of the creature\rquote s body, at the end of the appendage there seemed to be a bulb, or a knot. (or a fist?) \par \tab The sickening sound stopped, strands of membrane dripped off of the long poking arm. Then, from the bulbous end a digit was unfurling. All attention was on the slow unfurling. It was no longer than 6 or 7 inches in length, the arm itself was some three feet out. Then, the creature began to move again.\par \tab He couldn\rquote t move. He wanted to. But there was no where to go, the room was round and closed. He was riveted to the coarse sandy ground. \par \tab When the creature had come two feet further it stopped and the appendage began moving. Again, there was no way to move. He looked down and watched as the \ldblquote finger\rdblquote came to the center of his chest and poked him.\par \tab Then, in a deep bassy voice almost inaudible--\rdblquote TAG! You\rquote re it!\rdblquote\par \par \tab\ldblquote August! August! Wake up! I see one, I see one!\rdblquote\par \tab August was scrambling, frightened out of his gourd, he backpeddled, screaming in pure fright. \par \tab Charlotte held him but he fought her off not recognizing her. \ldblquote Keep away! Keep away!\rdblquote he shouted frantically.\par \tab\ldblquote August, August, what\rquote s the matter--it\rquote s me, Charlotte!\rdblquote\par \tab But August was in a rant, a petrified rant. Once that would last for some time. Charlotte was persistent, she had seen druggies coming off of a high that were just like him. But August had been not into drugs, something else had frightened him.\par \tab Slowly he came around, gripped Charlotte and clung to her tightly. He was almost crying. Charlotte was seeing yet again another side of him. It frightened her big time. She clung to the trembling man. She was frightened for him as well as herself--somewhat selfishly--he was her ticket out of this looney bin!\par \tab When she determined that he was calm, \ldblquote August, August, hey--you with me?\rdblquote\par \tab He looked up to her, puppy dog eyes, still trembling some, eyes still frightened. He latched onto her and planted a huge kiss on her. She resisted at first then gave in. She lay on him and they nuzzled, groping one another and just as he was about to make insertion of his manhood into her cunny--\par \tab\ldblquote AUGUST! The portal thingy, there\rquote s a green portal thing--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Where?\rdblquote\par \par \tab They stood holding hands, the portal was shrinking. Charlotte even noted that much. It hovered in a small-small clearing three feet above the jungle floor, warbling.\par \tab\ldblquote What do we do?\rdblquote Charlotte asked.\par \tab August carefully strolled up to it and extended his hand.\par \tab It disappeared inside the green pulsating light. \ldblquote We go thru.\rdblquote\par \tab Simple as that, huh? Charlotte didn\rquote t know, she had a slight fear about it, but then again--what the fuck did she know?\par \par \tab It was a dull righteous ache--seething throughout her entire body. She couldn\rquote t move. She didn\rquote t want to. There were massive painful debilitating headaches--and then there was the one Charlotte had. It would take a while to focus, much longer than that to function.\par \tab Her head surprisingly did clear in shorter time than she thought. The first thing she noticed was that she was laying on grass. It was short, cool, and smelled of grass!\par \tab Turning her head she saw August, laying on his belly. He was motionless. \ldblquote August! August, you okay?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Phuck you!\rdblquote he mouthed.\par \tab She made a mental note to smack him later for that.\page\tab She saw trees, bushes, and a water fountain. There, too, was a brick building, swings, riding apparatus\rquote , and children. \par \tab It was day time type time and they were in a park setting.\par \tab This was new. This was good. (she hoped.)\par \tab August slowly came around, too. He looked around to size things up. \par \tab There was a ringing in Charlotte\rquote s ear, the sunshine was good, she felt it. And then was frightened.\par \tab Seeing the roving patrolmen and feeling the warm sun on her NAKED body, she grew frightened just a tad.\par \tab\ldblquote August! August! We\rquote re naked!\rdblquote\par \tab He looked to her, and this is news?\par \tab Shaking his head side to side, smacking his head to clear the ringing, the HUD suddenly sprang to life.\par \tab NOW it comes on.\par \tab He fumed, but held Char\rquote s hand. There was a ton of information, the Device seemed to be already on-going in operation. A Springer Spaniel suddenly came upon them, barking it\rquote s dang fool head off. A teenage girl (who was very pretty and all of about 13 only) came after the unleashed animal and dragged him by the collar.\par \tab She did NOT notice the two nude strangers.\par \tab This was good.\par \tab It was going to get better.\par \par \par Mmmmmmmmm\par \par \tab\ldblquote Stay still!\rdblquote followed by a resounding smack. The young eight year twisted and wailed in her dire torment. Her ankles were held firmly by her tormenting abductor, held up high above her.\par \tab She was still clothed, but in a dire predicament if ever there was one. The time of day was early evening, stars illuminated the night sky, the air was brisk, and the situation extreme.\par \tab Her tormentor laid her legs down and rolled her over. The child tightened her ass and trembled all over. He then turned his attention to the others, especially the one who had defied him and kicked him. \ldblquote See, I won\rquote t take it out on YOU, I\rquote ll beat the hell out of the others!\rdblquote he smiled and leered at the defiant nine year old.\par \tab\ldblquote Now, you fucking little bitch--get \lquote em off!\rdblquote\page\tab The nine year old was all out of tears, she had sobbed, cried, and wailed and was empty of those types of emotions. Darla was clad in a pair of short-short jean short cut-off (Daisy Dukes.) A red checkered shirt w/trainer. Long pigtailed dark hair, a sweet-sweet face, dark eyes, very fresh and lovely to look at.\par \tab She stood with her thumbs hooked into the belt loops, considering and reconsidering. She didn\rquote t want to see any harm come to the others and she very well knew what was in store for her once compiling with the strange man\rquote s request.\par \tab Hunter sat on a rickety chair holding on his lap the youngest kidnapped child, Tammy. She was five, short blond hair, bright-bright heavenly blue eyes, a very lovely girl who had wet herself good. She wore short blue knit shorts, matching ribbed sleeveless cottony shirt. \par \tab September held in his lap one of the six year olds, Wendsy held the other. Remaining eight year old Carlie and three year old \tab\tab \tab\par \par \par ** After a time here will segue to the Brady\rquote s--act as Entities, help Greg score with his new step-sisters, mother, their friends, and his brothers, too. Discover Marcia having sex with the family dog. Carol gets it on with a church woman family friend. Mike butt humps the boys and a male family friend. Three year old Andrea was curled up on the other cot inside the hermit\rquote s shack.\par \tab The hermit\rquote s shack was simply stumbled upon as Gunther made tracks \lquote cross country in search of an escape route. Helicopters were buzzing the woods, he drove with the lights off, though it was not all that dark, yet. The cabin was partially embedded into the hillside of a long ridge. No one had lived there, though, for several to many years.\par \tab It was musty and stank to dank within, but private. On the one dilapidated cot lay on her belly young Stephanie. She was stretched out though she wanted to curl up into a ball. She cried rivers into the foul reeking decaying wool blankets, balling her fists up to her chest she did not watch as fellow kidnapped victim Darla slid her Daisy Dukes down.\par \tab\ldblquote Take yer shirt off, too!\rdblquote quipped Gunther.\par \tab Darla gulped but held her pose, clenching her fist and staring down the man, cussing him out silently to herself. She laid her eyes on the trembling Stephanie, then drew up her courage and eased off her top.\par \tab After a few seconds of the Tormentor\rquote s eyes focused on her naked chest, he nodded and said, \ldblquote Take \rquote em down.\rdblquote\par \tab The only left she was wearing were her blue striped panties.\par \tab Some emotions welled up and she did not want to comply. The Tormentor walloped Stephanie\rquote s ass with a very hard smack. It made Hunter jump. Dead silence fell upon the dank cabin, save for a few sobs here and there. Darla slowly eased her panties down, giving September and Hunter a nice view of her bare ass.\par \tab Gunther nodded and smiled.\par \tab\ldblquote Step over here.\rdblquote he told her. Without pulling up her clothes and seriously trying to hold back her emotions Darla scuffled over the few steps to the Tormentor.\par \tab He looked past her, \ldblquote It\rquote s gonna get dark soon, see what you can do about getting some light going, and darken those windows, too.\rdblquote\par \tab There were only two windows and they were fairly cruddy, but light was light and had a way of giving one\rquote s secret position away regardless.\par \tab He then re-focused his attention on Darla--by cupping her butt and squeezing the flesh. \ldblquote You finger yourself?\rdblquote he asked casually. \par \tab The girl didn\rquote t quite know what he meant, so she shrugged. He moved his hand to her pussy, she slapped it away. Gunther smacked her ass and threw her quickly across his lap and wailed on her ass.\par \tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you fucking defy, bitch--I can make it very bad for you!\rdblquote and he blistered her ass until couldn\rquote t stand it.\par \tab All the girls were upset, including newest member Andrea who had been awakened by the horrendous spanking.\par \tab Darla was stood up and shaken, \ldblquote You gonna fucking mind me, bitch?\rdblquote\par \tab Darla wailed and trembled, peed, and stammered that she would be good. Gunther slapped her face and then shoved her to the floor, pressing her face to his crotch. \ldblquote You better let me do whatever the fuck I want to do, goddamn you you little fucking bitch, or else!?\rdblquote\par \tab The young girl continued to rant some and wail. Gunther stood her up breathing hard and looking to her very seriously. \ldblquote Don\rquote t piss me off, darlin\rquote , you won\rquote t fucking like me when I\rquote m pissed.\rdblquote\par \par \tab Gunther let out a long satisfying moan as he unloaded his manhood juice into the girl\rquote s mouth. The child retched and gagged, spurted the goo back out along the man\rquote s funky schlong and heaved. The man rubbed his tool against her pretty face, jabbing her in the eyes and nose and back into her mouth.\page\tab He lay back with shoulders against the rock wall of the cave-cabin, pulling the hapless naked Darla onto him. His clothes were bunched up at his ankles and his shoes were still on. As he pulled Darla up he tugged her clothes off from her ankles.\par \tab Stephanie still remained on the old army cot, still on her tummy, still trembling with face buried straight down not wanting to see what was going on about her.\par \tab September had started a nice fire in the potbellied stove, Wendsy had placed crates and old rotting clothes over the windows, Hunter had stepped outside and noted that no light was peeking thru.\par \tab Gunther rubbed his hands up and down Darla\rquote s naked body, squeezing her ass, delving into the crack of her ass, squeezing the cheeks and lightly smacking her delicate skin. His soiled cock slowly dying down nestled nicely against the child\rquote s virgin cunny.\par \tab \par You do what you do then you do it some more\'85.\par \tab At length he turned Darla about, but keeping her on his lap. The child was faring far better than expected, but still horribly frightened. Her tormentor caressed her backside and then pushed her up some, gliding his manliness against her ass crack. His cock, though, was still \ldblquote dead\rdblquote & lifeless. But his finger wasn\rquote t. \par \tab The girl gripped her knees, mouth open, totally bombastically blown away and the horribleness assaulting her. She tightened up as the finger probed her anus; soon the finger was replaced by a BIGGER finger. Darla reacted with tightening her virgin hole, arching her back but managing to maintain herself, despite her young age she was acutely aware that her situation was dire and pissing the Tormentor off was not a good idea.\par \tab Her body slowly slid down on the man\rquote s cock, he gripped her hips and rocked her up and down, with each subsequent down push his cock entered her a little more. Darla tightened up more and more as the pain and pressure and invasion all equaled to extreme discomfort.\par \tab At length Gunther pulled the girl back, keeping his schlong in her ass, forcing her to open her legs. A casual look to the boys brought them over, Wendsy minded the young girls and watched the proceedings.\par \tab September eyed the young girl with a cock up her butt. Gunther rubbed the child\rquote s stomach and chest, pumping up into her backdoor, pushing open her legs\'85\page\tab September went to his knees and began tonguing the girl\rquote s cunny. She cried and tried to close her legs--but was smacked by Gunther on the inside thigh. So she sobbed and wailed and endured being licked out.\par \tab Which only segued into September fingering her pussy before standing and masturbating before her, he wanted to pee on her but his erection was already in full force. So he stabbed her pussy with it instead. Darla twisted, gripped the cot and frantically freaked out as she was double-penetrated.\par \tab Two minutes worth of fevered fucking produced a nice load of spunk. Gunther kept his prong buried to the hilt up the girl\rquote s poop chute, September withdrew, spewing milky goo all over Darla\rquote s quim and belly. Standing back to one side his sister Wendsy came to her knees and sucked his cock clean.\par \tab Before Hunter was given the nod to boff the young girl, eight year old Carlie was beckoned to come hither. She was still clothed, she had wet herself and trembled from head to foot.\par \tab\ldblquote Lick her out.\rdblquote said Gunther in a mono tone.\par \tab Carlie gulped with brown eyes wide. \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote she looked down and stared at Darla\rquote s fresh fucked cunny. There was no way, no fucking way. September smiled and stepped away to the pot bellied stove, Wendsy stood and stepped behind the girl. Stephanie turned her head, but kept quiet with her hands drawn up to her chest. She remained still, tightening her butt and shivering with fright.\par \tab September did something for a moment and then returned with a long metal strap--it had been heated in the stove. The strap was from a broken army spring cot. Wendsy quickly held the young girl; September helped and then landed a hellacious swat to Carlie\rquote s ass. Despite being still clothed the smack of the heated metal strap hurt just the same.\par \tab\ldblquote Get yer fucking face down here and lick,\rdblquote said Gunther in a serious voice, \ldblquote or I\rquote ll let him have a go at you until you can\rquote t move!\rdblquote\par \tab Carlie wailed, stamped her feet in place. She trembled, begged, pleaded, and pissed her pants good. September held her firmly and Wendsy took the strap and walloped her ass and back of the legs. The strap by then was cooling off. Wendsy placed the strap back into the fire, September continued to hold the girl.\par \tab Gunther and September locked eyes. Kismet was transferring. September smiled and nodded and searched the junk pile in the corner by the stove for what was needed.\par \tab\ldblquote If you won\rquote t lick her out, then take off your clothes.\rdblquote\page\tab There was no way, no fucking way Carlie was going to readily comply with THAT command. She balled up while standing, streaming tears and begging repeatedly. It would do her no good.\par \tab September nodded and stepped closer, Wendsy bringing an old miner\rquote s lantern, the glass was broken out but still provided sufficient light. In September\rquote s hand there was constructed a long metal stick with twisted in an odd shape at one end a fashioned old rusted nail. The nail was bent and twisted and flattened to form something of a what appeared to be a cowboy\rquote s branding iron.\par \tab It had been heated in the fire during Carlie\rquote s wailing fit.\par \tab Hunter had no idea what was going on, he was no longer sexually aroused and embarrassed about being naked among them all. Gunther looked to him, then to Carlie. Hunter didn\rquote t know what was up but stepped up close to the still clothed child. \ldblquote Hold her.\rdblquote Gunther said.\par \tab Hunter lightly did so. The child flung off Hunter\rquote s attempt, but he persisted and Gunther got the girl\rquote s attention by clicking his fingers in a demanding manner.\par \tab He then looked to September. September leaned in with the mini branding iron--coming close to pressing it against Darla\rquote s cum laden cunny.\par \tab Both girls freaked out and went wild. \lquote specially Darla.\par \tab\ldblquote Carlie, take your clothes off!\rdblquote she screamed.\par \tab But Carlie couldn\rquote t, she only wailed and peed herself more.\par \tab\ldblquote CARLIE! PLEASE! Do as he says!\rdblquote\par \tab Hunter and Wendsy had to hold Carlie tight as September pressed the brand to Darla\rquote s muffin. The girls totally went ballistic, \lquote specially Darla. Gunther had a time holding the flailing arms and legs. Stephanie pressed her head into the funky wool blanket crying uncontrollably.\par \tab\ldblquote Now, now--now you fucking listen, bitch!\rdblquote hissed Gunther bitching to Carlie. \ldblquote Get \lquote em off, NOW!\rdblquote\par \tab On her own, sort of, Carlie slowly peeled out of her clothes.\par \tab Then, after being held firmly by Wendsy and Hunter, she was once more \ldblquote strapped\rdblquote on the bare ass with the very super heated iron strap.\par \tab\ldblquote You fucking defy me once more, bitch, and I\rquote ll have that iron crammed up your ass!\rdblquote then, \ldblquote You got that!?\rdblquote\par \tab To wit the horror stricken Carlie peed some more and nodded that she indeed, \ldblquote had it.\rdblquote\page Kids in Sexual Service\par \par \tab It was a park. Duh. A nice park, too. Americana at it\rquote s best. Bright sunshine, a neighborhood on three sides with a thick dense wildwood on the far end. There were bees, birds, and dogs. The bees and birds were no troubles, but the damn dogs\'85\par \tab It was so noticed too, thankfully, that the numerous hurtie-owies were now healed. That was a relief. Except they were still nude. But, no one seemed to noticed--except the dogs.\par \tab\lquote As long as the Device doesn\rquote t flake out on us, we\rquote re fine.\rquote he minded to himself. Carefully they scooted across the pristine lawn, no particular destination in mind, though August considered traipsing thru the woods in hopes of remaining hidden, finding something (or someone) of interest, or dredging up another portal.\par \tab But Transport Portals were random. \par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote Charlotte asked as August paused once on the sidewalk.\par \tab He didn\rquote t immediately answer her but was occupied with staring at the line of vehicles parked and passing by.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote she persisted.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, what do you see, in common?\rdblquote\par \tab Charlotte wasn\rquote t in the mood for games, she looked at the cars and saw nothing really notable--\rquote cept for the fact that they were kinda old. Then she began looking more closely, noting that they ALL were old, or about the same age.\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s a \lquote 71 Ford, that\rquote s a \lquote 73 Dodge, there\rquote s a \lquote 70, that one\rquote s a \lquote 72, there\rquote s several here that are 1972.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s a \lquote 73 Chrysler, I know \rquote cause my dad--used to--have one.\rdblquote\par \tab It slowly dawned on Charlotte.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on here?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We time tripped.\rdblquote August replied.\par \tab\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, don\rquote t know for sure, but this is around 1973.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Holy shit, you sure?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Nothing\rquote s for sure, my dear. Not a damn thing.\rquote\par \par \tab They crossed the street, butt bare assed naked, causing no commotion whatsoever. The streets were wide, the cars were early 1970s. Kids on bikes, trendy housing, quaint middle America neighborhood.\par \tab\ldblquote Sooooo, what do we do?\rdblquote\par \tab August had no idea. He was tired. He was glad, damn glad, that they were whole and okay and no longer in the parallel universe of jungle bunnies, dinosaurs, or jungles. This was better. \par \tab\ldblquote Well, I-I think we should get some clothes on.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Why bother?\rdblquote Charlotte replied dryly.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, mostly just fucking because--the Device could quit on us and in this setting being butt bare assed naked, no id, no story, we\rquote re toast.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Clothes are also beneficial for surviving the weather.\rdblquote \par \tab Charlotte couldn\rquote t argue with that.\par \tab They passed some houses, some were two-story, some were not. Some had long sweeping driveways, some had curb space only. Some had attached garages, others had the garage set back aways. August for no other reason than that of seeing some wash out on a line made for a quaint brown trimmed two story home. There was no car in the drive and no evidence of anyone being there.\par \tab But he was wrong.\par \tab No sooner than had he and Charlotte gotten to the patio area than did a myriad of voices come to be. Out the patio door came a small bevy of girls! Teenage girls! Trendy popular early 1970s girls!\par \tab\ldblquote Down boy!\rdblquote Charlotte chided.\par \tab August forgot all about the clothes on the line behind the garage and lusted for the four girls. Early teenage girls, good looking babes, short skirts, mini skirts, well dressed with the popular fashions of the period. The girls were all chatting with the gist of their conversation being about some big event at their school--\rdblquote You should run for class president!\rdblquote shrieked one of the four.\par \tab The girls stood and then took seat on some benches and continued their cackling. August saw the briefest of \ldblquote panty shot.\rdblquote the girls folded their skirts and dresses under their delightful asses properly. His cock intensified ten-fold and desired to shag each and every one of them--all three holes, no waiting.\par \tab Charlotte had noticed something else, she directed August\rquote s attention to it. The garage. The great garage door was closed, but there was a back door and a side window. It was dark within the garage but no problem for one so equipped with a Device.\par \tab Carefully he and Charlotte made their way behind the garage, still naked. The selection of clothing was nill, YOUNG person\rquote s clothing, nothing in which to secure themselves. The back door was open and within was someone--someone spying on the cackling girls nearby.\par \tab August and Char needed only to peer with cocked heads to see a teenage boy approx. 15 jerking off. His cock was merely out of his pants and he was beating off furiously--his attention directed solely at the bevy of lovely young lasses.\par \tab A curious thought came to August. He didn\rquote t know why, there was no reason--it was \ldblquote just fucking because.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Greg.\rquote the boy\rquote s name was Greg.\par \tab\ldblquote Greg\rdblquote whirled around in a panic, his cock shooting cum all over the place.\par \tab\lquote Nay, don\rquote t panic.\rquote The Voice cautioned.\par \tab Too late. His eyes of dark pools of oil were incredibly panicked, hurriedly he shoved his cock back into his pants and zipped up. He was breathing hard and actually all of 14 yrs young rather than 15.\par \tab\lquote You can\rquote t see me, Greg, but I can see you.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote W-who are you?\rdblquote then, \ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote \par \tab\lquote Well, I\rquote m here to help you.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote I-er, uhm, I see your \ldblquote interests\rdblquote in those girls.\rdblquote\par \tab Greg was beside himself, mouth open, frightened, confused, and in a near state of high alarm (of being busted) (by an Unknown, yet!)\par \tab\lquote I told you, don\rquote t be frightened. I can help you.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t understand.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote You don\rquote t need to, only that--well, I am an Entity.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote A WHAT!?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote A creature, from another plane of existence, I was merely traveling thru to another place, when I happened to notice your \ldblquote noticing\rdblquote of those delightful young beauties.\rdblquote\par \tab Greg finally calmed down, some.\par \tab\lquote Do not be alarmed, if you don\rquote t want my help--\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, what-what KIND of help?\rdblquote he was still nervous and jittery, but willing to listen to The Voice.\par \tab\lquote Well, it seems to me that you have a high interest in those girls, and hiding in this darkened structure it tells me your interest must be kept secret.\rquote\par \tab Greg digested the Entity\rquote s words, deciphering the bunch of gobbledygook. Then, \ldblquote Yeah, okay--so-so I\rquote m interested.\rdblquote he was now more or less embarrassed about the situation. More or less.\par \tab\lquote As I previously stated, I can help you.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote How?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Hmmm, well, what you like?\rquote\par \tab Greg thought this over a moment, Charlotte was near to tears in finding the situation hilarious.\par \tab\ldblquote You mean, you\rquote re like a genie or something?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Hmmm, no--not quite. They are from a different realm entirely and do not normally pass thru--anyways, No, I am NOT a genie from some lame lamp.\rquote\par \tab He raised his voice a bit, but only Greg (and Charlotte) could hear him.\par \tab\lquote I can make it so as you can expose yourself to those girls, and they won\rquote t be upset about it.\rquote\par \tab Greg swallowed with eyes bulging. \ldblquote WHAT!?\rdblquote he whirled his head about and looked to the still cackling girls.\par \tab\lquote Hmmm, let me make this simpler.\rquote August hoped it would work. If nothing else he was amusing Charlotte.\par \tab Greg stood still in the darkened garage, watching thru the window as slowly one by one the four thirteen year olds got up from their seats and moved across the small back lawn to the back of the garage.\par \tab None of them spoke or made any signs of confusion.\par \tab The air was scented with their perfume. Each girl was different, adorable, cute, and damned fuckable! Two blondes, one dark haired gal, one kinky permed red head. All had delicious bodies and were very appealing to the eye as well as cock.\par \tab\lquote Now then,\rquote August stated, \rquote which one of these would you care to expose yourself to?\rquote\par \tab Greg shrugged, he was totally embarrassed, if not still utterly confused about the entire situation.\par \tab\lquote Hmmm, well, perhaps this will help.\rquote\par \tab Greg watched as the dark haired girl lifted up her flowery mid-thigh length dress, exposing her full brief-type white cottony panties. She had a nice \ldblquote bulge\rdblquote and creamy skin.\par \tab Greg\rquote s eyes bulged again.\par \tab\lquote You like?\rquote\par \tab Greg couldn\rquote t answer, just stare. His cock had begun to grow (again), too. He licked his lips and continued to stare. Slowly, each girl raised her skirt and exposed herself in her panties.\page\tab\lquote Are you pleased?\rquote\par \tab Greg still couldn\rquote t answer, but he nodded his head repeatedly.\par \tab\lquote See what I can do for you? And there\rquote s more!\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote More?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Aye, lots more.\rquote August was hard pressed to keep in \ldblquote Entity\rdblquote character. \rquote You see, I can make the girls here do anything, anything at all. Anything you like, you can TOUCH them if you would like, you can KISS them, feel of their personal areas, and make them do things TO you and FOR you--and they will not know of it!\rquote\par \tab Greg couldn\rquote t believe it. He stared in the direction of the Voice/Entity.\par \tab August looked around to make sure no one was about, then had the red headed girl in the short mini-skirt take her blue cottony panties down some, just to expose her fiery red pussy.\par \tab Greg\rquote s cock nearly busted out of his pants.\par \tab One of the blond haired girls undone her blouse and popped up her bra cups, exposing her lovely apple sized breasts.\par \tab\lquote Wouldn\rquote t you care for one of these lovelies to suck on your manhood?\rquote\par \tab Greg nearly fainted.\par \tab He gulped for air and gouged his aching boner, he was about to say something when the sound of a car came into being.\par \tab\ldblquote Shit, my dad!\rdblquote he barked.\par \tab August was pissed, but not as much as was Greg, he was just about to get a hummer! August put the girls back into their proper and sent them back to where they had been. Greg remained (in agony) in the garage. August \ldblquote released\rdblquote his hold on the girls and one of the blond ones (not the one who had given Greg a flash of titty) welcomed the driver of the car, \ldblquote Hi dad!\rdblquote\par \tab The man entered the house, the girls continued chatting for a moment and then dispersed. Before the remaining blond made the patio door, August zapped her.\par \tab\lquote Greg, I have control of that one--is she your sister?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, er, step-sister.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote I see, would you be opposed to see her, naked?\rquote\par \tab Greg began to sweat, eyes bulging again, cock soaring to raging again.\par \tab He shrugged, looked thru the dirty window. She DID have a nice butt, she wore a plaid short skirt, off-white blouse, LONG super fine blond hair. She was as sweet as plumb!\par \tab Without waiting for an answer from a dumbstruck Greg, August brought \ldblquote Marcia\rdblquote over to the rear of the garage.\par \tab Her skirt fell to the ground along with her blouse and bra. Greg was totally bombed. Marcia would NEVER strip in front of him. She was stoic, merely going thru the motions without thought or comment. She stood in crisp white panties, August rubbed her ass while Greg finally unleashed his teen pud.\par \tab To Greg\rquote s awe Marcia reached out and took his cock, stroking it, cupping his balls, pleasing him beyond his wildest expectations! He gulped for air and stepped closer to his non-biological sister. Timidly he placed his hand on her ass and caressed it, looking down to her naked pomegranate sized breasts. \ldblquote Oh Marica!\rdblquote he declared. \par \tab\lquote You want to FUCK her, don\rquote t you?\rquote\par \tab Greg gulped and nodded that it was so.\par \tab August tried for Q&A but it was not functioning 100%. He had asked of Marcia if she knew how to fuck. He had asked of her if she knew how to \ldblquote jerk off a boy.\rdblquote He had asked of her if she was a virgin, had she taken a boy\rquote s cock to her person, did she masturbate, fart, desire to be gangbanged, have sex with another girl.\par \tab The answers were mulled and sporadic and some made no sense at all. She DID masturbate, she lusted for boys and had not had any sexual romps with one, but then--August detected that that was not quite so. There was something there--something she was hiding.\par \tab August managed to dredge up the fact that she secretly fantasized about her new daddy, Mike--the man who had interrupted Greg. Marcia timidly desired to see him naked, she wanted to stroke his cock, fondle his balls, and be spanked by him. She wanted to feel his cock inside her!\par \tab But she was a good girl, a Christian, prim & proper and farted in private. She didn\rquote t cuss or burp and was always generally polite. So it wasn\rquote t proper to have the horrendous sexual desires that she had for her new daddy of three years.\par \tab Greg (on his own) slipped his hand inside Marcia\rquote s panties. He grinded against Marcia\rquote s body, yearning deeply to ease his cock into her cunny and fuck the ever loving daylights out of her.\par \tab He also wanted to bang his mother, his new mother (Carol) of three years. What he did was kiss, Marcia. He planted his lips to the stricken teen sister and Frenched her. Both his hands were inside her panties and he strongly grinded against her.\par \tab Soon Marcia was up against a canvas covered something, legs open, panties dangling off an ankle, and Greg Brady fucking the unholy beeJesus out of her. She was NOT a virgin.\par *****\par \par \tab After banging the proverbial beeJesus out of his sister and cumming like he had never cum before, August took over. The girl was breathless and sweating and hiding some deep dark disturbing secret. She reacted well while being fucked, but her mind was still not hers. While August took his well deserved turn and humping the beeJesus out of the girl, Charlotte took over sucking Greg\rquote s cock.\par \tab Greg was not highly aware of this action, and Charlotte just loved boy cock.\par \tab Voices a-plenty prevented August from creaming up Marcia\rquote s Hershey Highway, kids voices, and the bark of a dog. He recovered himself quickly, smacked Marcia\rquote s ass and decreed that he WOULD get into her backdoor. Charlotte helped her dress, but left her cunny messy.\par \tab Greg dressed and calmed down, but noted that his pesky brothers and sisters were about and he STILL had a raging boner.\par \tab\ldblquote Are-are you going to stay around?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Hmmmm, I might be so inclined.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Cool.\rdblquote\par \tab August peered thru the side window and noted two more girls, along with two other brothers. The girls were eleven and seven. The boys were of equal age. \lquote Hmmmm, do you have desires for them, as well?\rquote the kids were playing ball with the family pet, a hairy yellowish dog named Tiger.\par \tab Greg turned red and stared at the cement floor.\par \tab\lquote Hehehehe, tis alright, lad--I can help you there, too!\rquote\par \par \tab The sisters were Jan (11) and Cindy (7). Cute girls, Jan had long blond hair, but styled differently than her big sister, and she wore glasses. She was mostly flat chested but adorable just same--like that would stop August\'85\par \tab Greg passed by them all, making for the house. Here he encountered the new mommy, Carol. She wasn\rquote t bad; no, not bad at all! She spoke to Greg, he paused, then quickly scampered into the house. August and Charlotte remained where they were, but were found out by the family pet, Tiger.\par \tab The huge mutt-like animal barked ferociously at them, but was no monster dog. Just a lot of bark. It was Charlotte who managed to soothe the animal, her calming assuring voice. The kids naturally came over to see what the fuck was up, but saw nothing and made chide remarks to their dog\rquote s dumbness.\par \tab August got a closer looksee of the two remaining girls. They were definitely two distinct possibles. Their brothers weren\rquote t so bad, either! Charlotte shook her head sadly, \ldblquote Gawd, can\rquote t take you anywhere!\rdblquote\par \tab Carol returned inside the house, the kids continued their rampant playing, Marcia, too, had skipped inside the house. August and Charlotte accompanied her.\par \tab Dinner was in the makes. August drooled, barbeque ribs with all the accompanying fixings. Charlotte was drooling, too. Though their numerous hurtie-owies had been miraculously healed via the transport, their bellies stil required nourishment.\par \tab But first!\par \tab No one else was about, their was a \ldblquote patio\rdblquote slash family room, ultra 1970s with stereo hi-fi in a corner, funky beige nappy seating. Just beyond was a kitchen, an open dinning room then a sunken living room w/fireplace.\par \tab The kids (and dog) could be heard out in the backyard. August eased up behind the \ldblquote stunned\rdblquote Carol and fondled her breasts and rubbed on her ass. She wore a knee length multi colored skirt. The skirt came up and the full brief panties came down. His rock hard cock pressed against the flesh, goosing her asshole and riding her taint.\par \tab\lquote You ever take it in the ass, Carol?\rquote\par \tab No, she didn\rquote t.\par \tab\lquote Do you WANT to?\rquote\par \tab She wasn\rquote t sure. First of all it was gross and disgusting, but secondly it was intriguing. August saw glimpses of interesting things about the mother of three, hen of six. He get back to her on those, meanwhile; he bent the woman over and eased his prick into her pussy, one hand steady on her ass while the other scarfed down ribs.\par \tab Charlotte was helping herself, a helping of barbeque beans, too.\par \tab Greg made a sudden appearance, catching August off-guard. He finished up emptying a nice wad into Carol\rquote s cranny and zapped the boy. August polished off doinking Carol, smacked her hips and then fingered her asshole. Her panties he pulled up, but pushing them into where as she would seriously have to dig them out of her body. He then straightened her up and stood her still while he noshed on another rib and had a helping of sidelings.\page\tab Meanwhile, Charlotte had taken Greg\rquote s bone out, fondled it and then proceeded to suck it before turning about and angling her nakedness to him, guiding his prong into her own cunny. Greg\rquote s natural instinct took over and he began to fuck. He mindless but had the image of doinking his sister, her friends, girls he knew at school, Ms. Dowdy his English teacher, his sisters Marcia and Jan and his new mother, too!\par \tab This helped Greg seriously hump Charlotte\rquote s cunny and cum for the second time in the same day. Generally speaking he was a virgin and was basically a normal teen who merely humped his hand and sometimes his bed.\par \tab August saw a glimpse that there was more to it than that.\par \tab While Greg was so inclined to be so involved and satiated sexually, he peeked into the boy\rquote s noggin to uncover the secrets.\par \tab Ah! He was a brother humper, too!\par \tab Natch.\par \tab To both Peter (10 and Bobby (5) Greg buggered the both of them. To Bobby it wasn\rquote t so often, but Peter and Bobby butt humped one another at least once to twice a month. They hand jobbed one another, too. All three \ldblquote measured\rdblquote themselves AGAINST one another but only Greg and Peter had ventured to suck one another. No rim jobbing or \ldblquote water sports.\rdblquote\par \tab Voices once more disturbed August and Charlotte, but from within the house. August peeked around the brick corner to see Marcia and her father hugging. Hmmmm He kissed the top of her head and as he made his way to the kitchen area, there was a serious gleam of admiration (and lust) in the young girl\rquote s eyes.\par \tab Carol was returned to her normal status, as was Greg. Just in time, the small herd of hungry chit\rquote lins roared in eyeing the (remaining) ribs. \par \tab\ldblquote My dear, me thinks we ought to depart, to the bathroom for a shower.\rdblquote\par \tab Charlotte smiled at him, then he added, \ldblquote You stink!\rdblquote\par \tab To wit Charlotte smacked him on his bare rear.\par \par And then\'85\par \par \tab Hunter stood nervously between the wide open legs of Darla, his pud was not so hard as he needed it to be, Gunther had mused to him to \ldblquote cum on her pussy.\rdblquote it was purely for a medical-type reason, Darla\rquote s quim had been seared by the branding iron. Carlie hovered nearby curled up and reeling from the intense ass beating she had received from September and his flaming hot metal strap.\page\tab Hunter\rquote s task was to ejaculate onto Darla\rquote s freshly branded cunt, \lquote to soothe her.\rquote stated Gunther, as they had no medical ointment, boy cum would have to do.\par \tab But Hunter has having difficulties performing, he was no longer \ldblquote in the mood.\rdblquote But he tried to maintain an erection just the same. What if HE failed to comply with the Tormentor\rquote s will, would he suffer like the girls?\par \tab\ldblquote Go on, boy, get it in her!\rdblquote \par \tab Hunter gulped and leaned in, pressing his cock against the frightened girl\rquote s cunny, Gunther\rquote s cock still up her ass. Hunter looked up to the stricken girl, he shrugged and was embarrassed. In his eyes he said, \ldblquote I\rquote m sorry.\rdblquote\par \tab In a feeble reply, Darla looked back with a \ldblquote I know, it\rquote s okay.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well get down and lick her pussy if you ain\rquote t gonna fuck her!\rdblquote Gunther said angrily. Hunter gulped, he was pissing Gunther off, that was not a good thing. Nervously he went down to his knees and looked to Darla\rquote s seared quim, Gunther\rquote s cock right up to the base into her asshole, his cock surged with balls cinching. Hunter leaned in, he could smell the seared skin of Darla\rquote s pussy. With eyes closed he went on with his work of tonguing.\par \tab Gunther began rubbing Stephanie\rquote s ass, then turned his attention back to Hunter and his tonguing of Darla. He looked to September, no words were exchanged between the two, just transmitted thought. September rustled Carlie, pulling her up. She rubbed her seared ass and was all out of emotions. (well, for the most part.)\par \tab She was brought over and replaced Hunter. Hunter gratefully stood back, his cock was, however, a little stiffer. Carlie was pushed down and commanded to \ldblquote lick\rdblquote Darla. Carlie complied without much ado about hesitating or rebuking.\par \tab September then parted Carlie\rquote s ass, fingering her hole. \par \tab\ldblquote Go up her ass, boy.\rdblquote Gunther said, somewhat in a commanding tone to Hunter. Hunter looked to Carlie\rquote s ass. She was okay, not bad looking, her ass was reddened and marred by the horrendous strapping she had just recently received. He wasn\rquote t so interested in porking, either. But he didn\rquote t want to rise the ire of the one called Gunther.\par \tab He stepped up behind the eight year old and pressed his cock to her rim. But the rim was tight and the cock was not. Wendsy came up behind and began rubbing his ass and fondling his balls. That helped. He soon began pressing with dire determination into the girl\rquote s pooter hole, gripping her hips and driving in while she sucked on Darla\rquote s pussy and Gunther\rquote s hairy balls.\page\tab As soon as he finally DID manage to cum, and he came a lot, too; September landed a few more smacks to her ass with the iron straps. The girl screamed into Darla\rquote s pussy and onto Gunther\rquote s balls. Gunther himself began to cum, shooting a nice massive wad up into Darla\rquote s corn hole. When his cock popped out Carlie\rquote s head was grabbed by Gunther and September, forcing her to suck on Gunther\rquote s ultra funky prong.\par \tab The girl hurled. She retched and gagged and then heaved until she unloaded her stomach contents. She fell collapsing onto the dirty rotting plank wood floor still heaving. Gunther let her be and then patted Stephanie\rquote s ass. \ldblquote Get up, darling.\rdblquote\par \tab Stephanie did not.\par \tab Gunther pulled Darla to be laying across his lap. He caressed her ass and with a look from Gunther to Hunter, the timid not-so-into-this-rot twelve year old stepped up and pressed his semi-hard prong against the girl\rquote s face. Darla\rquote s ass was smacked and her fresh fucked gooey hole was fingered. On her own she took Hunter\rquote s offering and sucked it.\par \tab September placed the makeshift branding iron and the metal strap back into the fire. Stephanie was prodded, smacked hard on the ass, then goaded in the sides, \ldblquote Git yer friggin\rquote ass UP, girl. NOW!\rdblquote\par \tab Stephanie continued to defy him, she lay out on the raucous cot, stretched out, hands still folded up under her, bawling into the rotting wool blanket.\par \tab Wendsy strolled over to the fire and withdrew the strap. She was just as evil and maniacal as her brother--if not more so. She strolled to the still heaving Carlie. Gunther forcibly turned Stephanie\rquote s head, forcing her to watch; to watch as Wendsy laid the red/orange hot one inch wide nearly melting metal strap against the cool flesh of the naked heaving eight year old on the floor.\par \tab Stephanie threw a fit. She tightened up and threw a righteous fit while still on the bed. Wendsy applied the strap to Carlie\rquote s ass and there was all kinds of freaking out.\par \par \tab With September holding one of the six year old, her wet pants and panties at her ankles, held firmly across his lap, the burning strap ready to be applied to her ass, Stephanie undressed.\page\tab She trembled, peed, and peeled one article of clothing off at a time, biting her lips so hard she made them bleed. Once nude Gunther beckoned her to come hither--to him. She paused, glanced to September and the little girl across his lap. Bowing her head, sobbing, she shuffled across the few feet to the naked Tormentor, stepping out of her clothes (forever.)\par \tab Gunther took a long look at her, she was a virgin. He masturbated before her then reached for her. She took his hand and was drawn into him, whereupon he harshly spanked her ass. He cussed her, \ldblquote Don\rquote t you ever fucking defy me again!\rdblquote he said turning her lovely lily white seven year old ass tomato red. He then brought her onto his lap, his cock was not stiff enough to enter her, but he took her at the hips and grinded against her until it was.\par \par \tab *****\par \par \tab Sunlight streaked thru the small opening of the ramshackle shack embedded in the hillside. It was chilly, the fire in the potbellied stove had gone to coals and no longer provided warmth. Hunter was hungry. His dick was incredibly sore. He was cold, and for the first time--he missed his parents.\par \tab What had he gotten himself into? Screwing around in the beginning had been okay--and being with Wendsy was cool, but Gunther--that guy was nuts! Wendsy\rquote s brother, September, was plain evil. He supposed Wendsy was no angel, either, but\'85.\par \tab He had found Darla\rquote s head right at his ass, she was asleep. On the cot was Gunther laid out, Stephanie laying on him. Under the cot was Carlie. September was nearby with the two six year olds curled up into him. Wendsy had little Andrea curled into her.\par \tab He missed his parents. He believed it was Monday, or possibly Tuesday, he wasn\rquote t sure. His mom fixed him breakfast every morning; pancakes with strawberry syrup, whipped cream & whipped butter. Then there was school, he actually liked school--he liked learning about other places, Japan, Korea, Russia, and the smaller lesser known European countries.\par \tab He didn\rquote t care for math, but science and biology were okay. English he could do without. He liked reading, though. And Rebecca Howe. Rebecca. She was cute. And she recognized his existence on Earth, too.\page\tab If it was Monday, meatload in the cafeteria--meatload (ha!) If it were Tuesday it was chilimac. He always scarfed down the extra cookies and shared them with Winnie Gallowy, she wasn\rquote t so cute but she was his friend and she came from a broken home.\par \tab He DID like screwing the girls, he thought of Jolene and Christine, he shut out the image he had seen back at the clearing when he and Wendsy had returned with Andrea. The girls\rquote hands, one was wearing a watch and the other was wearing a bracelet. They had apparently been buried together, with only one of their hands sticking up.\par \tab Hunter felt bad. But if they were Christians then they were okay. He guessed. But still, they didn\rquote t deserve what had happened to them, he just wanted to fuck them, badly. Now it had gone too far, Darla, Stephanie, Carlie, and Andrea, they hadn\rquote t deserved what had happened to them, either.\par \tab He sighed and eased up, gently lowering Darla\rquote s head down. He paused and waited a moment, his stomach growled. Gunther had fucked him in the ass, he had sucked the man\rquote s cock, the man had sucked him--hard. Fucking Jolene and Christine had been cool, and sinking his bone into Wendsy was the best.\par \tab He didn\rquote t really care for doing it to Andrea, she was too young. So were the others. He knew what had to be done, he had to run. Away. He had to get away. He didn\rquote t know where he was, but he had to get the fuck away!\par \par \tab\par \par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }