{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\froman\fprq2\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 7\par Shadows of Moons\par Chapter 6\par Collectors\par \pard\fs28\par Getting to know you\'85\par \tab For a long while she sat still watching the butterfly. There was just one and it fluttered all about, landing once on her hand. A gentle breeze blew her hair listlessly about her face; the scent of rain hung in the air. The butterfly flittered off to kiss a wavering gladiola; drops of rain began to fall and soon the butterfly was gone from sight.\par \tab Slipping up beside her her lover brushed himself against her.\par \tab\ldblquote You ok?\rdblquote\par \tab Jill didn\rquote t answer verbally but nodded her head and made a typical kid \ldblquote uh-huh\rdblquote without saying so audibly. \par \tab Her lover snuggled against her, searching the area. \ldblquote What\rquote sya doing?\rdblquote he asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Where do butterflies go when it rains?\rdblquote\par \tab typical kid.\par \tab August hugged her and struggled to come up with a suitable answer.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, most go down to Toad Hall and get a room or grab an umbrella; most spiders will spin an umbrella for the right price. Some butterflies--\rdblquote\par \tab Jill gave August a look.\par \tab August cleared his throat, \ldblquote Usually they just get under big leaves, undisturbed wood piles--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote But what about their wings, they\rquote re so big!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s true, but they can fold their wings down to their bodies and then their bodies are kinda small.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote\par \tab Jill kept looking for her butterfly; August hugged her and held off his \ldblquote unnatural\rdblquote desires. \par \page\tab The rain began to come down harder and chilled the air, too. Jill was contented where she was but it was time to return to the inside of the cabin where it was warmer. Jill\rquote s blanket she had been wrapped in was damp, August took it off of her naked body and she scampered inside quickly making for the blazing fireplace. \par \tab All eyes were upon them as they came to settle at the fireplace. Jill snuggled into her lover, August. He in turn cuddled her and gently rocked side to side. After a few minutes of this his hands slowly snaked down to rest a moment on her belly. Moment later and his fingers were caressing her midriff\emdash and beyond.\par \tab Jill had goosebumps, she cuddled back into her lover more; captivated by the flickering flames in the fireplace. She could well enough feel the presence of August\rquote s manhood pressing against her backside. \par \tab Fingers came to her young cunny. In the days that newcomer cocks had come to the cabin her young cunny had been breeched\emdash several times. The time was nearing\'85\par \tab Jill made slight adjustment; rising herself up just so. \par \tab August gently and lightly probed her sex. Jill opened her legs, pursed her lips, and waited. She wouldn\rquote t have to wait long. Auggie\rquote s cock was stiff and ready\emdash very ready. But was she? Blake, Howie, Jason, and seven year old Brad had pegged her in the days and all had done a fair to decent job of humping her\emdash breaking her in. but had they done enough? Blake and Howie were eleven years young, was their four inch schlongs good enough for the task at hand or would a teen cock be more appropo?\par \tab In no way did August wish to harm Jill, they had a repore, some sort of \ldblquote bond\rdblquote . Jill understood that she had been kidnapped, and for sexual purposes. August was confounded and despite his mental abilities he could not rightly discover why Jill was so cool with her situation. Mostly, though, it was for to put her teen sister into trouble (for forgetting to pick her up after soccer practice and she (Jill) had to sit it out at the cold bus stop in the rain.)\par \tab Revenge.\par \tab August could live with that.\par \tab Jill turned about, her legs about his waist, her cunny nesting against his hard prick. It was already gooey with his pre-cum. His hands clamped to her delicious young nine year old butt and penetration was eminent.\par \tab But August\rquote s bone was still a little discomforting for a full fit. Jill clenched and dug her nails into his backside, her cunny clenching tightly about the head of his cock, too.\par \tab She needed more breaking-in.\par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard More is merrier!\par \tab She had trembled, shuddered even, at the moment of ecstasy, but still was bothered somewhat by intercourse with her brother. She loved Jason, sure, but sex with him? He was a dork, a geek, a bratty-ratty Republican dorkwad. And no matter how hard she tried to put it out of her mind that he was her brother\emdash the simple was that he was.\par \tab Jason himself couldn\rquote t help the situation, he was ten, there wasn\rquote t much he could do to fend off the mental wishes of the adult guy called named after the Eighth month and a jealous Roman ruler.\tab Jason liked sex, banging his sister was good, embarrassing but he was able to close his eyes and pretend it was some other chick.\par \tab Brad was seven, he was too young and immature to really formulate a strong dislike about the whole ordeal. He got to screw his brainiac sister, Brenda and the feeling he got from his cock was terrific.\par \tab Blake and Howie did enjoy pumping the girls, the boys liked Patty and Tanya, and after they had had the task of fucking the two, switching out and doing the other\emdash they had been brought in(side) the cabin to be introduced to the other girls\emdash that they also would be pumping.\par \tab Patty wasn\rquote t too keen on getting fucked by all the swinging schlongs in the cabin; she was okay with Blake and Howie, but the other boys she wasn\rquote t so cool with. But she tolerated it as she had no choice\emdash the one in charge had a way about him.\par \tab Tanya was about the same as Patty\emdash having the same feelings. She was a little distressed about having to have sex with the seven year old and ten year old Jason. Her pussy had not been quite \ldblquote broken-in\rdblquote when the man in charge of her mounted her\emdash her pussy hurt for hours afterwards.\par \tab\lquote You will do everything that I tell ya or I\rquote ll do you again, AND up the ass, too!\rquote she had been told by August. Young Tanya couldn\rquote t imagine what exactly it would be like to be fucked in the ass by the man\rquote s massive cock.\par \tab Brenda knew, though. After some spanking and anal probing by the man\rquote s finger, her brother\rquote s tongue, Blake and Jason\rquote s cock, the man greased up his own cock with butter and porked her. Like Tanya, there was soreness experienced lasting for hours. She was also told via a mind-link, \lquote do as your told at all times, no escape, no fighting, no inciting a riot, or you will suffer.\rquote\par \tab There was naught to do but comply.\par \tab August and Jill returned to cuddling/snuggling. The rains fell about the cabin, the fire flickered, and somewhere a butterfly snuggled under a pile of wood. In the cabin someone farted\'85\par \page\tab There was a fascination with ass. Titties were good, \ldblquote camel-toes\rdblquote were awesome, but the ass (of a girl) was totally bombastic. The shape enticed the eyes and sent shivers to the loins. Young butts drove him nuts, girls even as young as five had some remarkable bums; \lquote specially those girls who wore tight jeans when they shouldn\rquote t for their age.\par \tab Girls in their tweens, pre-teens, and teens were also good\emdash some were damn good. Young adult girls, too, had some exceptionally delicious bums that just required a long steady looksee. Others required more than a simple \ldblquote look.\rdblquote\par \tab Clarissa and Brenda had nice bums. Patricia and Tanya also had something to offer the eye. Jill, too, was very appealing to August. There were other parts of the body that were just as intriguing; the face, chest, crotch\emdash all combined in an elaborate array to tantalize and please in a host of sensual and lustful means.\par \tab After Jill had fallen asleep, August\emdash who was pent up and in need of pleasure, put his cabinites thru their paces. Looking them all over he settled on Brenda first. \par \tab The light in the cabin was from the fireplace only, no electricity there was to the cabin, no plumbing, either. It was rustic and remote and that suited Auggie just fine. There were lanterns and an outhouse out back. One room, log walls, ceiling/roof, and even the floor. An old timey ancient wood fired stove there was, a few cabinets, a handmade rustic sofa with bear skins for cushions. A great bear skin was on the floor before the fireplace, too. It was a cozy place and just right\'85\par \tab Brenda got on her hands and knees, after standing to present herself to the nude man\rquote s gaze. He had doinked her, in the mouth, between her legs, and up her butt. She had lain across his lap and had been mercilessly spanked\emdash until the others around her complied with the man\rquote s disgusting desires of cocksucking one another.\par \tab Afterwards, no one wished to not comply with whatever the man wanted lest someone else suffer as a result. The man was pleased and all was well.\par \tab\lquote Open your legs\emdash wider.\rquote Brenda was told. She complied, her emotions were \ldblquote checked\rdblquote , she had been in the cabin three days; she had no idea where the cabin was or how far away from the general store she and her brother had been taken. She didn\rquote t think the nude man was going to KILL her, or the others, just have outlandish sex with them until his cock fell off or something.\par \page\tab The nude man rubbed her ass, lightly spanked it, diddled a finger to her asshole then turned his attention to Blake. The girl\rquote s brother, Brad, was close, by, too\emdash with a stiffy. He loved his sister, he knew he was a brat to her and on more than one occasion got her into trouble; he was kind of iffy on the sex stuff; it felt good and there was more to it than that\emdash he was na\'efve to all things sexual\emdash he just knew that it felt good.\par \tab Howie and Jason had boners, too; their cocks seldom died down and they liked it that way. Both had \ldblquote feelings\rdblquote that they dealt with in concerns about those they cared for, Blake, too. Having some sort of sexual romp with someone you loved or liked was something supposed to be done privately, or at least semi privately. Having to have such romps in the company of others was a bit much\emdash especially when forced to.\par \tab\lquote give her a lick.\rquote Blake was Minded, and the boy knew \ldblquote where\rdblquote he was to lick the nine year old. He gulped and paused a moment, then \ldblquote sucked it in\rdblquote and performed the task.\par \tab Brenda couldn\rquote t help herself and clenched as the boy\rquote s tongue flicked against her asshole and then began probing inwards.\par \tab\lquote work his cock.\rquote Patty was Minded.\par \tab Patty didn\rquote t mind doing what she was told, not really\emdash but like the others\emdash she didn\rquote t really want to be so public about it. Thankfully, though, everyone understood that they didn\rquote t have a choice and severe retribution would befall them if they didn\rquote t comply with the mad man\rquote s wishes.\par \tab So Patty reached under Blake\rquote s fine nude eleven year old body and began working his crank (which was already at full strength.)\par \tab\lquote fuck his hole.\rquote\par \tab Although poking his cock into a girl\rquote s hole was ok, buggering a guy\rquote s hole was gross. Howie balked, but only for a few seconds. He had been up his friend\rquote s ass already (since being kidnapped); and Blake had been into his. The nude madman had buggered them both, too.\par \tab Blake grunted as Howie\rquote s cock made anal entry. His tongue was tired but he had not been given the command to cease and desist. He kept licking, flicking, driving. Brenda clenched her fingers into the fur rug and wanted either to be poked (by a cock) or nothing at all\emdash the tonguing annoyed her and brought her to the brink of sexual awe but not enough to make her orgasmic.\par \tab Howie sunk his cock all the way into his friend\rquote s rectum. As he began to pump girlfriend Tanya reached her hand up between his legs to grip his slapping-sweaty balls. She also began kissing his sweaty cheeks and when his cock flopped out of Blake\rquote s hole\emdash she popped the member into her mouth and sucked it.\par \tab By then August was too pent up to hold off any longer; he directed Clarissa to come and lay out on the bear skin, legs open. She had already been doinked by the man, along with all the other boys present. The fuck she got from Blake and Howie was pretty good, she tried not to derive too much pleasure from being doinked by her brother or the other boy.\par \tab Sex with her kidnapper was tough\emdash his cock was way bigger than the boys\rquote , but he was kind of gentle with her and only after a few pumps in her and she was achieving the ultimate goal that was bliss. There was no denying it no matter how hard she tried.\par \tab With his hand cupping her ass his manhood managed magnificently\emdash to make entry into her sex. Clarissa\rquote s nipples perked up, her back arched and an incredible array of tingling sensations sensationally sensed her from her toes to her hair. With every inch the man put into her brought her closer to orgasm.\par \tab When August was ALL the way in he had the girl\rquote s brother come over, Jason. The boy was directed to sit on his sister\rquote s face, his balls right into her mouth. Then August himself \ldblquote went down\rdblquote on the boy and sucked him!\par \tab Everyone was in awe, \lquote cept Jill\emdash she was asleep. \par \tab Blake was directed to come over and join in, his task was to \ldblquote stuff\rdblquote himself up Jason\rquote s corn chute. Jason derived some pleasure from being sucked on\emdash despite the fact that it was disgusting and immoral. He had come to deal with the situation\emdash as they all had, to just simply deal with their horrid circumstance and let it be. There was no use in fighting back or making trouble\emdash the end result was PAIN and severe discomfort. None of them wanted that.\par \tab Brenda and Patty were directed to lay out and form a 69; Brenda on bottom. Tanya got on her hands and knees, legs open. August fingered her asshole, patted her butt and seriously began to pump into teenage girl he was fucking. Howie came to stuff himself into Tanya\rquote s ass; August caressed the boy\rquote s bum as he pumped.\par \tab And so it was that way in the Cabin in the Woods, it would be a couple more days of having Brad, Jason, Blake, and Howie fucking little Jill before her pussy was well enough capable of taking her adult lover\rquote s cock. All were in amazement as the tender moment came. Both Lover and Girl fluttered their eyes, curled their toes, and went thru various stages of amazing orgasmic bliss.\par \page\tab Jill sat on August\rquote s lap, his hands clamped tight to her darling little butt, his massive manhood slowly sliding up into her sex. Everyone was present, right around the pair as the event took place. All the boys had boners. The girls were not as sexually awed by what was taking place, they were somewhat disgusted\emdash mostly due that it was a MAN who was having sex with such a little girl.\par \tab Clarissa was\emdash iffy. She knew she had been raped and sodomized by the man known as August. She had been mercilessly spanked and then doinked hard by the man; she had sucked his cock and she had nearly drowned with his cum off. But it wasn\rquote t all that bad. Her orgasms were something that was like some sort of addictive drug; she was hooked.\par \tab Forced to have sex with her dippy brother was a toughie. Sure she loved him, sure\emdash but to have SEX with him? That was a bit much. She was older than he and so naturally she had seen him naked; she had heard him fart and knew that he was a masturbator. They were brother and sister and it was a natural thing to either be sexually horny for the other, mutually horny, or repulsed and be the opposite and thusly normal for sibling relationships.\par \tab Sexual romps with the other boys was also a toughie. There wasn\rquote t as much pleasure to derive from from being fucked by the other boys, Clarissa tolerated it as she had no choice. \par \tab It was the same with the others\emdash the boys didn\rquote t mind so much boffing the girls, but boffing one another AND being boffed was a toughie. Like Clarissa, they tolerated it as they had no choice.\par \tab With success of Jill being fucked by August, those who had helped in the cause had fulfilled their duty. One evening the group of cabinites were collected; blindfolded, bond hand and foot, and placed into truck camper. Each member had been fucked \ldblquote one more time!\rdblquote there was some spanking involved along with a variety of other sexually pleasing deeds\emdash mostly pleasing to August, but\'85\par \tab Then it was a long bumpy drive off-road. A hardpacked dirt road followed that seemed to last for hours\emdash\lquote cause it did. Then the truck came onto a paved road where the speed increased and the time lasted only a short while before reducing. Clarissa could make out \ldblquote sounds\rdblquote ; car honks, a train rumbling and the ding-ding-ding of the railroad signal. The truck proceeded with a few sharp turns, some rough roads, some very reduced speeds and finally it stopped.\par \tab The back door opened, \ldblquote All out.\rdblquote\par \tab It was over. The kids\rquote sexual torment had come to an end and they were being let out in the middle of a big city\emdash the slummy area of the city but still\emdash they were free.\par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard The Collector\par \tab The daily blab gave no indication that the powers of the world had a handle on the influx of mythical beasts, the green tornadoes, or parallel universes\emdash nor was their a handle on the influx of EMADS. New Devices were being constructed everyday\emdash some were to thwart the electronic mind altering devices and some were to enhance those already prolific in everyday society.\par \tab Some devices were to detect OTHER devices.\par \tab Such as was the case for August Moone. \par \tab Sitting with Jill in a dingy downtown all-nite diner August\rquote s \ldblquote detected\rdblquote the presence of an EMAD. Most establishments of most businesses, private and public had EMAD detectors at their points of entry/exits. Security guards were well equipped with such devices, too. \par \tab It was early morning, nite had passed had the breaking news was of a group of youngsters being found naked behind a downtown bus station. The story of their fate had yet to be told, they had been transported to a local hospital and further details were to follow.\par \tab\ldblquote What about you,\rdblquote August asked his faithful companion, \ldblquote you wanna go home?\rdblquote\par \tab Jill shrugged and noshed on her breakfast fare.\par \tab\ldblquote Think yer sister has suffered enough?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote ll probably be ME who gets in trouble!\rdblquote Jill replied.\par \tab August nodded his head, \ldblquote Well then, I guess yer stuck with me!\rdblquote\par \tab Jill smiled, August smiled, Jill farted.\par \tab As they continued their breakfast August took note of a young man, in his late to early thirties\emdash eyeing a delicious dish not on the diner\rquote s menu. August eyed her himself and imagined her naked, legs open, drenched in cum. As he continued to watch the girl had an \ldblquote itch\rdblquote , ass crack, and was fidgety. The girl\rquote s constant tugging her panties out of her crack incited the two observers into a furor. The man August observed observing could take no more; he paid his bill and fled the diner.\par \tab August watched him as he got into a van, a custom van. Naturally!\par \pard\qc\par *\par \pard\par \tab The traffic lights either took too long to change or they changed so fast that they only allowed a small number of vehicles to pass before changing again. The roads were slippery with the season\rquote s first hard rains maked braking an exciting adventure. \par \page\tab No mess ups, not now. If he were by himself, sure\emdash he\rquote d risk it, but with \ldblquote cargo\rdblquote it was ill advisable to tempt fate. The grime of the city still clung to the sidewalks, though, there was little that could wash that away. \par \tab Sirens and flashing lights, rumbling garbage trucks all thwarted Wyndel Epsi\rquote s urgence to scurry home. Caution was at the utmost and everything in the grimy City put him on edge. Again, if he were by himself he would be blowing his horn, brushing bumpers, and being a typical city dweller\emdash but he wasn\rquote t alone and that made a difference. He couldn\rquote t afford bringing undue attention to himself.\par \tab Slowly he made his way along thru the grimy city, minding the speed limits, stop lights and signs and non-paying attention pedestrians. The city soon dropped behind him and he merged into the \ldblquote outskirts\rdblquote where a backroad was more appropriate than the mains.\par \tab The anticipation level began to sore as he pulled down the alley to his home, then into the garage of his home. He sat still for a moment in the seat as the garage door behind him automatically closed. \par \tab Not a word was said as he maneuvered his \ldblquote cargo\rdblquote out of the back area of the van. Paranoia put him to double checking his security alarm\emdash he had two; one was visible at the door to his home while the other was more \ldblquote secretive\rdblquote .\par \tab Both gave indications that \ldblquote all was well.\rdblquote\par \tab Into his home he moved slowly, thru the kitchen and then right down the hall. His home was \ldblquote quaint\rdblquote and secure; drapes and curtains were drawn and/or where heavy enough to disallow casual glances to the inside. The home, too, was set back far from the street/sidewalk. Bushes and trees all helped in maintaining his security level.\par \tab Wyndel\rquote s \ldblquote cargo\rdblquote was deposited on his bed.\par \par The Cargo\par \tab Her mind was frapped. There was no \ldblquote beginning\rdblquote , there was only severe confusion. She was groggy and had an unpleasant warm feeling in her tummy. Then there was the unpleasantness radiating outward throughout her young body.\par \tab\lquote I\rquote m going to be sick.\rquote she thought. She didn\rquote t much care for the way she felt, but THAT was the beginning\'85\par \tab Anna Sue\rquote s senses slowly began to unravel; a horrible taste was in her mouth, a bad-bad taste was in her mouth; her arms and legs hurt\emdash\lquote specially her wrists and ankles. There was a terrible grody smell she couldn\rquote t place but it was awful. \par \page\tab It was the confusion in her mind that was the worst, but she was just barely ten and blond, her confusion was a part of life when thrown into the middle of some unknown.\par \tab Then the blindfold came off and her confusion exceeded all levels.\par \tab A man she didn\rquote t know was standing there, a stranger. \par \tab He cooed to her but she couldn\rquote t exactly hear, her ears seemed muffled, she was still dazed and confused. The man stood at the edge of a bed, a big bed like her parents had. She was in a bedroom\emdash it wasn\rquote t her parents\rquote bedroom, though; there didn\rquote t seem to be any windows.\par \tab Slowly it came to her\emdash she had been kidnapped!\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab Confusion was replaced by fright. Fear and Fright. The man went to his knees at the foot of the bed; his hands came to her and began moving up her legs. Anna Sue began to freak, but was cooed by the stranger. Strangely, it sort of helped. In her mind she saw a black cloud, like the time she had seen the storm clouds on the horizon at the ocean. Somehow it was calming\'85\par \tab The stranger\rquote s hands went up her legs, she could do nothing but watch her and wished she had worn pants. Instead, she was in a dress. She had been on her way to a concert of some kind. Her confusion returned and she couldn\rquote t latch onto what concert; there were a bunch of other details that weren\rquote t too clear, either.\par \tab Her dress was a flowery type with short sleeved undershirt. The stranger\rquote s hands went up caressing her thighs, first outside and then inside. Anna Sue tried to fight him off but couldn\rquote t, she wasn\rquote t bound in any manner but couldn\rquote t fight back and that only added to her confusion.\par \tab Then her panties were being tugged down.\par \tab\ldblquote NOOOOO!\rdblquote Anna Sue wailed.\par \tab\lquote Just relax,\rquote cooed the stranger, \lquote it\rquote ll get better.\rquote\par \tab Anna Sue didn\rquote t think so, she pursed her lips, her neck muscles tightened and her panties were pulled down her legs! Somehow she managed to slightly fend off the man, sending her foot into his chest. But it felt like a great weight was holding her down or that she was lashed down. The man grabbed her ankles, locked them together and hoisted them upwards. Then a reign of spanks came to her bare butt.\par \tab\lquote Settle down or it\rquote ll get worse for you.\rquote\par \tab Anna Sue heard the words bore into her mind. She clenched uncontrollably and trembled, too. The nightmare had just begun\'85\par \pard\qc\page **\par \pard\par \tab She was a pretty girl, no doubt there; she had a beautiful smile, dazzling eyes, and good upbringing. She spoke well and beheld that wondrous child-like quality that thrilled Wyndel\emdash of course, she WAS just ten years old.\par \tab Her charm, her poise, her smile. \par \tab Her long blond curled hair, a light scent of some light perfume.\par \tab Her friendliness, outward expressions, and angelic-qualities; all put the girl at the top of Desire of Acquisition. And \ldblquote acquiring\rdblquote was a simple feat, a sleight of handiwork, a bit of manipulation here and there, and extreme balls to carry it off.\par \tab There were risks in the deed, but with the use of intense caution (and the newest in enhanced Electronic Mind Altering Device device) the acquisition Anna Sue Merttle was a done deal. She wore a flowery dress with plain white panties. No stains. Her dress was a little messed up and smelled of old grease\emdash but that was from the girl being tussed up in the back of his van that he had only recently hauled an old engine and some tires in.\par \tab She was a cutey, no doubt there. By her mannerisms, her dress, she came from a good wholesome family. Wyndel pulled off her panties from her ankles, sniffed the crotch then pushed the girl\rquote s legs open.\par \tab Anna Sue could only tremble on the bed as her dress was moved up; the stranger came down on her, his face down to her coochie, her most holy of holies. \lquote oh my God!\rquote she wailed to herself.\par \tab Wyndel saw the girl\rquote s discomfort; she clenched the bedding, fluttered her eyes and gulped for air. There was just a bare covering of young blond hairs covering her very virgin pussy. Wyndel gently pressed his thumb to the young cunny. The girl squealed \ldblquote NOOOOOOO!\rdblquote again, Wyndel let it be and didn\rquote t re-spank her as her fright was expected. His home was well insulated, doubly insulated with his bedroom sound insulated.\par \tab Anna Sue couldn\rquote t help but squirm as strange hands (and fingers) roamed about her very personal area. She suddenly stopped squirming as her most holy area was suddenly violated with a tonguing.\par \tab Just the slightest hint of pee. Wyndel licked and licked, lapped and licked, licked and slowly began driving his tongue inwards. Anna Sue wriggled and tighten up her young body. Wyndel engulfed her poon; his thumb pressing against her cunny with a finger probing her equally virginal anus.\par \tab Anna Sue twisted, held her breath and blinked her pretty eyes excessively. The clouds in her mind increased and the nightmare continued.\par \page\tab\ldblquote Stand up.\rdblquote \par \tab Anna Sue shook, trembled, and felt very ill at her stomach. A strange kind of \ldblquote hot\rdblquote feeling had swept over her\emdash a bedroom fan had been switched on and she felt a little better\emdash a little.\par \tab Nervously Anna Sue eased off of the bed, her eyes fell upon her panties cast off onto the floor.\par \tab\ldblquote Take your dress off, too.\rdblquote\par \tab The words burned into the girl\rquote s mind, \lquote oh my God!\rquote the confusion level increased ten-fold; kidnapped by a stranger, tussed up, her panties pulled off by a stranger, her most holy of holy violated by the stranger\rquote s mouth and tongue and then a new horrible command issued to her\emdash\lquote take off the dress.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Take the dress off or you\rquote ll get another spanking!\rdblquote\par \tab The words filled her\emdash in no way did she want another spanking, her butt automatically clenched up tight, so did her fists. Anna Sue couldn\rquote t quite figure how or why she wasn\rquote t able to run, her legs felt like they were weighted down like the weights her brother used.\par \tab Her brother.\par \tab Shaun.\par \tab Her brother had a work-out room that was actually in the garage and he worked out using weights that wrapped about his wrists and ankles. She stood dumbly and numbly as she focused on the scene in her mind. Suddenly her mind was jarred and her body in pain as a swift SWAT! smacked her ass. Anna Sue had been thrown back onto the bed, rolled onto her stomach, pinned, and her dress wrenched up to fully expose her ass\emdash a new reign of spanks landed onto the girl\rquote s bum, followed by the stranger laying on the girl, his hand caressing hard her burning butt.\par \tab\ldblquote Now you listen to me, Sweetie,\rdblquote he breathed into her ear, \ldblquote when I tell you something\emdash you DO IT and do it immediately. Understand?\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue couldn\rquote t verbally respond, she shook and trembled wept and felt very ill. Again her tenderized ass was squeezed hard, \par \tab\ldblquote DO YOU UNDERSTAND?\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue nodded, her neck muscles as tight as possible.\par \tab Wyndel fingered her tight sphincter, probing inward with deliberate force. \par \tab Anna Sue wailed, \ldblquote Please, please don\rquote t.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Do as I tell ya, and I wont.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote ok?\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue nodded, \ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par \tab Wyndel smiled and stood back up\'85\par \page\tab With her dress on the floor she was practically naked. All that remained was her girl-undershirt. She had been told to keep her hands to her sides. The youngster stood trembling and staring to the wall; it was a blue wall and there were only a few framed pictures about\emdash scenic pictures. There weren\rquote t much in the way of furniture; a pair of nightstands, a big dresser, a bedroom chair, an amplifier with an electric guitar next to it and a potted plant.\par \tab\ldblquote Take off the undershirt.\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue sighed, it was the finality; removing the undershirt would put her completely naked. She curled her toes and didn\rquote t recall removing her socks. She guessed that the stranger had. Slowly she pulled the undershirt off and stood stark naked.\par \tab\ldblquote Turn around.\rdblquote she was told.\par \tab Anna Sue gulped and felt ill again, but she turned about facing the bed. She saw where a window could be, or should be; concealed by a thick heavy curtain. In her mind came all the talks her mother and teachers had given her; along with the horrid news reports and stuff that had happened to other girls (and boys) at her school.\par \tab\ldblquote Bend over.\rdblquote came the next command.\par \tab Anna Sue complied. She wondered casually what it would be like\emdash to be raped. The concept of \ldblquote sex\rdblquote was elusive and she didn\rquote t have a firm grasp of it. She knew that it was bad, her mother and teachers did paint a picture of pleasantness about a girl/woman being sexually assaulted.\par \tab\ldblquote Spread your cheeks.\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue froze some, \lquote spread my cheeks?\rquote her young mind was befuddled beyond belief; at ten she had barely begun to know about her body\emdash her body parts of the most holy kind specifically. She barely paid any attention to her private areas\emdash barely giving them any notice when bathing or using the bathroom.\par \tab With the advent of the sexual horror plaguing the lands the \ldblquote awareness\rdblquote had come sooner than expected. Anna Sue was more embarrassed by what her mother and teachers explained to her and chose not to dwell on the subject and let it be.\par \tab Suddenly the strange man was \ldblquote up against\rdblquote her. Anna Sue was pressed against the bed and told to \ldblquote relax.\rdblquote That wasn\rquote t an easy thing to do; she was petrified beyond anything she could imagine. Then, she became acutely aware that the man\rquote s hands were on her hips, going up and down her sides while \ldblquote another\rdblquote hand was between her legs!\par \tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote she blurted out.\par \tab The nightmare increased and continued\'85\par \pard\qc\page ***\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote So you\rquote ve never put your fingers to where you pee, to make yourself feel good?\rdblquote\par \tab It was absurd and disgusting to be talking about her most holy of holies, it was no longer so much as fright but embarrassment. She had never been naked with anyone before, only her mother.\par \tab Anna Sue shook her head indicating \ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Never fingered your butt hole?\rdblquote\par \tab The girl\rquote s eyes bulged, that question was even more disgusting and embarrassing than the first!\par \tab\ldblquote And no one else has, huh?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You got a brother?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes, Shaun.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How old?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He\rquote s sixteen.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Ever see him naked?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sure?\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue paused, her tongue lolling on her lips in thought. \lquote well, a couple of times, when he went from the bathroom to his room after a shower.\rquote\par \tab Anna Sue knew when her brother was showering, usually after a strenuous workout in the garage. When the conditions were right, Anna Sue spied surreptitiously on her brother as he streaked across the hall. Just mere glances but she DID get a good shot at his boy-hood.\par \tab Did she know that he masturbated, pleased himself?\par \tab She didn\rquote t. She didn\rquote t even know that boys did such things.\par \tab Wyndel Epsi showed her what \ldblquote masturbation\rdblquote and pleasing oneself was all about. Anna Sue got quite an education\emdash but it was only the beginning. She herself was \ldblquote pleased\rdblquote firstly; her kidnapper returned to licking her pussy, sucking on it, and tantalizing it. There was hardly the course not to get into the deed. A finger went drilling into her asshole, too.\par \tab She knew some words and what the referred to; Pussy, Cunt, Holy, and Hoochie. And for boys it was Dong, pud, dick, and cock. She didn\rquote t know exactly what the word \ldblquote FUCK\rdblquote meant or that it had a reference. She just thought it was a bad word.\par \page\tab The man was nude. His MAN-HOOD was stiff. Anna Sue had seen wee little boys nude and had virtually no idea what a grown man looked like nude; the brief glimpses she got of her brother left a little to be desired. As she lay against the bed with the nude man behind her, she was felt up, his manhood pressing against her ass, then between her legs; meanwhile, his hands went up and down her sides, cupping her budding breasts before a hand snaked down to begin an earnest fingering of her \ldblquote holy.\rdblquote\par \tab Wyndel poked the girl\rquote s rear entrance but not enough to make penetration. That would come later; firstly, though, he was just interested in her body\emdash as a whole. He learned while exploring her young body that she was in a church choir and had been with her family on their way to a church function in a neighboring city where she was to perform a solo.\par \tab Up onto the bed she was positioned, on her back, legs open.\par \tab The nude man stood and masturbated before her, then coaxed Anna Sue to do likewise. Anna Sue, though, was at the level of fright that prevented her from fully engaging in such a task. She was not so frightened as she didn\rquote t act out in her fright\emdash wail, scream, curl up in a typical fetal position or some such; but frightened enough that comprehending verbal commands nixed her abilities to carry them out.\par \tab No matter, Wyndel put her hand to her cunny and began working her fingers against her smooth not too hairy cunny. \ldblquote Finger it!\rdblquote she was told. Wyndel stood right at her bent knees jerking off\emdash furiously. Young Anna Sue busied her fingers to her cunny, she had never done so before and had been told by her mother and teachers that doing so was a No-No and only Bad Girls fingered themselves where they peed.\par \tab The scene was intense, Wyndel Epsi almost forty years young standing between the open knees of a nude ten year old girl jerking his organ in a furious manner; a nude ten year old girl lightly fingering her pussy while a nude stranger stood masturbating between her legs.\par \tab Anna Sue was a lovely girl, especially naked. Her breasts were small AAA mounds, light blond pussy hair covered her cunt; she was practically virginal in all respects\emdash mind and body. She had only recently begun snatching glimpses of her nude older brother as he streaked from the bathroom to his bedroom. The sight DID send tingles to the girl, she kept them to herself and had yet found any tingling betwixt her legs as a result. She was just \ldblquote curious.\rdblquote\par \tab Suddenly the man was peeing on her, but it was a different kind of \ldblquote pee\rdblquote ; what streamed out of his penis was white and gooey-like. And there was a lot of it, too!\par \page\tab Wyndel spewed his spunk all over the nude Anna Sue; the spunk matter splattered onto her cunny mostly which was where he was aiming; but the spunk spew also drenched her belly and chest. When he was spent he lay on the girl, his pud against her cunny (still squirting spew.) Anna Sue gripped the bedding as the naughty man began suckling on her breasts, nipping her nipples, and fingering her holy.\par \tab All Anna Sue could do was tolerate it, there was more to come she feared\emdash and knew. The nightmare was long from over\'85\par \par \tab The next thing Anna Sue knew, her kidnapper moved off of her; followed by asking her herself to stand up. She was still nervous, but that was a given given the undue circumstances. He stood inches from her, his manhood the object of their attention; the man with his fingers wrapped about it going up and down and it was \ldblquote stiff\rdblquote like her mother had told her would happen.\par \tab Anna Sue was kind of captivated by the thing, the whole thing; the situation. She knew that she was going to be raped, but the exactness of what that actually entailed remained kind of elusive.\par \tab\ldblquote Give me your hand.\rdblquote she was told.\par \tab With a shaking extended hand she did so. The man took it and placed HER fingers about the stiff erection. It was warm. It was a unique sensation and soon she was \ldblquote working\rdblquote her hand up and down its length.\par \tab\ldblquote Kiss it.\rdblquote\par \tab Anna Sue gulped. She had limits. She couldn\rquote t breath and barely think. The concept of \ldblquote kiss\rdblquote befouled her and didn\rquote t make sense.\par \tab Seeing her confusion, the man helped her out, \ldblquote Press your lips\emdash right here.\rdblquote and he indicated \ldblquote where\rdblquote was here.\par \tab It sickened Anna Sue immediately.\par \tab\ldblquote No friggin\rquote way!\rdblquote she announced.\par \tab The man smiled and in a quick fluid motion swatted her bare ass.\par \tab Anna Sue leaned forward and \ldblquote kissed\rdblquote the cock.\par \par Insert flashback here\par \tab Super Kids in Determined Secret (SKIDS) Making Model Airplanes Racers and Karts (MARks) SKID-MARKS\par \tab Their numbers were small but that was okay, they liked small numbers. There was Kenny, Brad, Ricky, Wyndel, and Michelle. Michelle was the only girl to the club, the boys had voted her in as she was actually the coolest girl they knew. \par \page\tab She was friendly, nice, and helped them hide from some bullies. She didn\rquote t have \ldblquote cooties\rdblquote , had a nice house, and she was kind of pretty, too. Michelle\rquote s father got them tee-shirts and caps with their club logo emblazoned on: SKID MARKS; which stood for what they were and did:\par \tab Super Kids In Determined Secret (making) Model Airplanes Racers and Karts\par \tab They WERE super kids, and they were determined to remain secret entering various neighborhood contests of who could build the best model airplane racers and go-karts.\par \tab Anyways, despite the fact that the secret club was \ldblquote secret\rdblquote and Michelle\rquote s Daddy got them hats and shirts and such, it was still a \ldblquote secret\rdblquote club and no one\emdash NO ONE was supposed to know about it; that way, when the kids showed up at a contest of some such they had more than a better average to win as a \ldblquote group\rdblquote rather than individual. The trophies the kids won was shared, along with any prize money which was usually very small; but there were movie tickets, passes to the zoo, and the like like that there.\par \tab Well, one fine day Michelle\rquote s Daddy let slip the fact that he knew about the super secret and it spoiled the end for Michelle. It had always been Michelle presenting the Caps and Shirts (and key chains) to the club members without telling them that her Daddy was the provider. Being mere 2\super nd\nosupersub graders they were easily dumbfounded into believing Michelle was making the gifts.\par \tab (it had actually been one of the kids in the club who thought Michelle had made the cap logos and Michelle didn\rquote t see the need to correct him; \lquote sides, that WOULD have meant that she DID tell her Daddy about the club and thus the secret club wasn\rquote t so secret after all. See?)\par \tab So, once the \ldblquote secret\rdblquote was out, Michelle was, too.\par \tab Michelle was devastated.\par \tab Michelle\rquote s Daddy was, also; he felt responsible and badly for letting his knowledge of the SKIDS MARK stain his daughter\rquote s relationship with the other club members. There were no easy solutions, save for one\'85\par \par \tab Kenny, Brad, Ricky, and Wyndel were requested to come to Michelle\rquote s (bed)room the following day to discuss her expulsion and subsequent return. It was going to take more than Money, more than Free Passes to the Television Station where Michelle\rquote s Daddy worked; not even a private session with Dingo Dofus the Displaced Dino(saur) would sway the boys. Not even the most popular video game or toy.\par \tab The boys were tough. A Secret was a secret was a secret.\par \tab Soooo, the ultimate \ldblquote sway\rdblquote was in order.\par \page\tab The boys came into Michelle\rquote s room, the proposals offered by Michelle\rquote s Daddy had all been shot down\emdash but the video game and private session with Dofus was a toughie. But, the final proposal came with Michelle turned about and leaning up against the foot of her bed.\par \tab Unlike most girls the boys knew, Michelle\rquote s color preference wasn\rquote t the icky PINK but blue. She was into \ldblquote bunnies\rdblquote , too\emdash bunny wallpaper, pictures, prints, and stuffed plush toy animals. (also bunnies on her bed, the bedding and more stuffed plush toy animals.)\par \tab Michelle\rquote s Daddy patted the girl\rquote s butt; Michelle laid down on her bed and the boys were a bit curious. \par \tab\ldblquote How about a spanking?\rdblquote Michelle\rquote s Daddy said; it was more of an \ldblquote asking\rdblquote question than a statement. The boys at first looked to one another not knowing exactly what was meant.\par \tab\ldblquote Us?\rdblquote questioned a worried Rick.\par \tab Michelle\rquote s Daddy looked to the kids in wonderment, \ldblquote Huh? Oh, OH! NO, no, no, no.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote Not you, her, to her, you can spank her.\rdblquote\par \tab That was better\emdash but still, it was kinda lame. The boys had been spanked by their parents, some more than others. A simple spanking to Michelle in no way was better than her Daddy\rquote s other offerings.\par \tab Then,\par \tab Then, Michelle\rquote s Daddy tugged down Michelle\rquote s pants.\par \tab Michelle didn\rquote t fuss but clutched one of her plush animals. She wore powder blue pants that weren\rquote t tight fitting to her body. At seven she didn\rquote t have much of a body. Kenny was the oldest, he was eight, but only by a few months. He was still in the First Grade (although he was supposed to be in the Second!)\par \tab White panties Michelle wore, with cartoon characters on them. The boys\rquote eyes focused solely on the girl\rquote s bum, mouths hung agape, slight stirrings of their puddlings between their legs.\par \tab Michelle\rquote s Daddy landed the first swat. Michelle jerked her body as she was hit, the boys all flinched, too. \par \tab\ldblquote Five swats.\rdblquote Michelle\rquote s Daddy said.\par \tab The boys gave the man blank stares.\par \tab\ldblquote Each, each of you get to give her five swats.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote And as hard as you can.\rdblquote Michelle turned her head to give her Daddy a stern bad look. He returned a look conveying, \lquote you want back into the Club or not?\rquote to wit Michelle pursed her lips, turned her back the other way and waited.\par \tab Seeing the boys\rquote hesitation, though, Michelle\rquote s Daddy slipped his daddy hand inside Michelle\rquote s panties and pushed them down. The boys now had an even stronger interest\'85\par \page\tab Michelle\rquote s Daddy smoothed his hand over his daughter\rquote s bared butt, all the boys stood with awed stares and continued pud stirrings betwixt their legs. None had seen a girl\rquote s bare behind. Michelle\rquote s Daddy (Danny Lanner) swatted the bare bum that once more jolted both daughter and boys. A nod was given to Rick, the boy seemed riveted to the floor and couldn\rquote t move.\par \tab Kenny shrugged and felt a huge wave of embarrassment sweeping over him\emdash but he was still awed and didn\rquote t want to leave or anything. Brad felt that he had rubbery legs and feared falling if he should make the move to step up closer.\par \tab So it was up to Wyndel, he himself was almost eight. Between his legs was a massive tingling sensation\emdash the same sensation he got when he Dad beat HIS bare ass. Licking his lips and curious about giving a spanking would be like instead of receiving he inched up closer to Michelle. Looking into Mr. Lanner\rquote s eyes he got a very uncomfortable feeling, but it passed and the feeling was replaced with Mr. Lanner smiling at him being more congenial than ever.\par \tab The man nodded to the direction of Michelle\rquote s bare bottom. \ldblquote Go ahead.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote she deserves it.\rdblquote\par \tab Wyndel looked to his pals; Ricky and Kenny were in absolute awe, Brad had a deadpan face but was gouging the heel of his hand to his crotch. Wyndel sucked in his breath and smacked Michelle\rquote s ass.\par \tab It was a limp wristed effort, one of which didn\rquote t impress Mr. Lanner or Michelle.\par \tab\ldblquote You can do better than that!\rdblquote cried out Michelle.\par \tab The other boys snickered.\par \tab Wyndel let fly another smack.\par \tab It was another limp wristed fling and Rick Beemerman stomped forward, \ldblquote Here, let ME show you!\rdblquote and he hauled off and let fly a STRONG smack that not only jolted Michelle and the boys, but Michelle\rquote s Daddy, too.\par \tab Rick Beemerman came from a very good family, his family OWNED stuff; businesses, boats, and a plane. Rick always wore good clothes and took great precautions in not getting any grass stains or any other stains on them lest he get in trouble.\par \tab Wyndel knew the boy didn\rquote t always succeed and get belted by his Dad; Wyndel and Rick had been playing one time and Rick slipped sliding down a hill at the neighborhood park. Grass stains aplenty were on his beige trousers. He was in fear. But after awhile decided to accept his fate and trotted home. Wyndel had been curious and followed him on the sly.\par \tab Rick\rquote s house was a BIG freaking mansion in a closed community area called \ldblquote estates\rdblquote . Wyndel being small framed easily made it thru the gates and continued his pursuit.\par \tab Rick\rquote s father had been in the great side yard playing some golf. He saw his son and called him over. Rick had no choice and when it was discovered his trousers were stained with grass the boy was wrenched into the house. Wyndel continued his pursuit, sneaking into the house, passed the Maids and Butler and making it all the way to Rick\rquote s bedroom where the boy stood up against his bed, pants and underwear down. Rick\rquote s Daddy had a belt and had already landed several swats to Rick\rquote s bum.\par \tab When Wyndel himself got to his own home he too was swatted\emdash for being late getting home. As the reign of beltings came to his bare bum he guessed it was the same thing for ALL parents to beat the skin off of their children.\par \par \tab Rick was about to land a 6\super th\nosupersub swat but was halted by Michelle\rquote s Daddy.\par \tab Michelle rubbed her bare ass; she was crying, sniveling, whimpering, but not too loudly. Her ass was caressed by her Daddy, too, her pants and panties pushed down to her ankles and the right cheek pried open. The boys all gave a look understanding in miniscule what a girl looked like.\par \tab Rick\rquote s hand was sore, burning red. \par \tab Brad took his turn and it was noticeable that he had a very prominent \ldblquote bulge\rdblquote in his pants. He gazed upon Michelle\rquote s bare ass; it was very reddened from Rick\rquote s smacking, but the left cheek wasn\rquote t as much so as the right. So Brad chose to smack the left more and did so in quick firing secession.\par \tab Kenny came nextly with Wyndel finally landing the finale.\par \tab Poor Michelle was in near fits but had come to the brink of what she could take\emdash thereafter her ass was numb. Her screams of distress were muffled as she engulfed with her mouth Mr. Wupples, her favorite bunny.\par \tab The boys saw that their friend was hurt. It led the way for her Daddy to put it to them, \ldblquote Well,\rdblquote he said softly, \ldblquote why don\rquote t each of you come up and kiss her\'85\rdblquote and he tapped with his finger to Michelle\rquote s blistered ass WHERE the boys were to plant their kiss.\par \tab The boys quickly shot one another looks of awe and unsureness.\par \tab Each boy, too, had a major erection going on in their pants.\par \tab Each boy, starting with Rick, took a turn at pressing his lips to Michelle\rquote s burning butt. A light peck and the next boy took his turn. Wyndel was last again but he didn\rquote t mind.\par \page\tab After the boys had kissed Michelle\rquote s cheeks, her Daddy patted her butt\emdash a signal to the girl to turn over. The boys once more were put into awe as now they got to see a girl\rquote s bare front. None of the boys had ever seen a girl\rquote s bare front.\par \tab Mr. Lanner lifted Michelle\rquote s legs, pulling off her pants and then panties. Michelle opened her legs and lightly fingered herself. All the boys began gouging their hands to their crotches.\par \par \tab Michelle sat up and pulled off her top. She was now nude. She looked to her Daddy and gave him the finger sign, \ldblquote come here.\rdblquote He leaned down and she whispered something into his ear. The boys merely stood in complete awe.\par \tab Mr. Lanner nodded his head, \ldblquote you sure?\rdblquote to wit Michelle nodded, \ldblquote uh huh.\rdblquote\par \tab She WAS a pretty girl, the boys regarded most girls as \ldblquote yucky\rdblquote , and the girls did likewise unto them. But silently, privately, girls weren\rquote t all that bad; some were prettier than others. Michelle had sandy brown hair, didn\rquote t like the color pink, could run and hit (balls\emdash soccer, dodge, tether, baseball) and told dirty jokes\emdash although she and those she tolt them to didn\rquote t fully understand them\emdash unless they were about Farts, Boogers, or teachers.\par \tab Michelle was a cool kid and seeing her naked just tipped the scales!\par \tab Michelle moved off of the bed and onto her knees. Her Daddy cleared his throat, \ldblquote Uhm, guys, Michelle wants to do something for you,\rdblquote he paused and Michelle nodded her head looking at the boys as the stood in some personal agony, \ldblquote you have to, uhm, well\emdash get like she is.\rdblquote he clamped his hands together leaning over from the kid chair he sat in staring into the blank faces of the boys who didn\rquote t get it.\par \tab\ldblquote He means take off your clothes to be like me and I\rquote ll give you something.\rdblquote\par \tab To say they were stunned would be an understatement. They stopped breathing, thinking, and gouging. Rick blinked his eyes slowly. Brad blinked his rapidly. Kenny and Wyndel didn\rquote t blink their eyes at all. \par \tab Michelle fingered herself with one hand, rubbed her still burning bum with the other. The boys exchanged looks again with Kenny taking the initiative to undress.\par \tab But it was Brad who had his pants down and shirt off first.\par \tab Kenny followed with Rick and Wyndel sliding their pants down last.\par \page\tab Michelle shot her Daddy a look\emdash\lquote boys\rquote . She shook her head sadly and the boys sighed. Brad stepped out of his pants then hooked his thumbs into his briefs. Kenny, though, once more beat the others by shucking his underwear and standing stark naked.\par \tab Rick followed behind Kenny and then Wyndel.\par \tab Once the boys were nude they faced Michelle who looked over the boys\rquote stiff erections as if choosing a chocolate morsel. Then, to the boys\rquote surprise, she reached out and cupped their balls, one by one. That was with one hand, with the other she tugged/pulled/stroked the boys\rquote puds\emdash one at a time.\par \tab Rick thought he would faint, Michelle\rquote s Daddy thought so, too, as the boy\rquote s eyes fluttered, mouth hung open and he took on that appearance of extreme pleasure.\par \tab Kenny sweated and stared at Michelle as she worked his pud.\par \tab Brad smiled and knew that pud stroking was the way to go.\par \tab Wyndel, too, liked the feeling\emdash a lot.\par \par \tab After each boy had been brought to the brink of what he could stand as far as having his balls cupped and fondled and his cock stroked to full strength, Michelle Gina Lanner leaned forward on her knees and KISSED the head of each boy\rquote s cock.\par \tab Rick was amused.\par \tab Kenny was bemused.\par \tab Brad in whimsical awe.\par \tab Wyndel in love.\par \tab From mere \ldblquote kissing\rdblquote to full on sucking.\par \tab Michelle sucked each cock, she slurped and worked the boy\rquote s dick with her mouth while one hand continued manipulating the swelled testicles while the other caressed the boy\rquote s ass. Each boy received incredible amounts of joy and bliss and found instinctive bliss in pumping into Michelle\rquote s mouth.\par \tab This only led to Michelle laying out on her bed among her stuffed animals and each boy \ldblquote mounting\rdblquote her. Wyndel was not \ldblquote last\rdblquote this go round and when it was conveyed upon him to \ldblquote get on the bed\rdblquote and \ldblquote place your body on top of Michelle\rdblquote , he did so.\par \tab It was more natural instinct to slip his penis into Michelle where she obviously peed from. None of the boys had ever seen a girl naked, none of the boys were all that aware of their own bodies, \lquote specially their pee-pees or butt holes. Going to the bathroom and bathing themselves was something done automatically and they gave very little thought to it.\par \page\tab Seeing Michelle naked was beyond their comprehension\emdash almost. Seeing her nude suddenly opened their lulled minds and they understood in some mild manner what a \ldblquote girl\rdblquote was. With Michelle turning around, bending over, spreading her cheeks; laying on her back with her legs up in the air; assuming this position and that one, doing the \ldblquote crab-walk\rdblquote , playing Twister, the boys very nearly understood what a girl looked like (the positioning of her cunny and asshole).\par \tab On the bed, Wyndel eased his suddenly aroused penis into Michelle; Michelle the one having to do the \ldblquote guiding.\rdblquote Once he was in, it was all gravy\emdash he pumped and the sensation of having her suck him was replaced by the overwhelming sensation of bliss that he later learned was \ldblquote fucking.\rdblquote\par \tab Whether or not Michelle was a \ldblquote virgin\rdblquote at the time wasn\rquote t known. At the time, Wyndel had no concept of \ldblquote sex\rdblquote . After Michelle, though, it was a way of life.\par \tab After each boy had his turn on Michelle, they were taken out of the girl\rquote s bedroom to the hall bathroom. Here the boy was washed up. Wyndel recalled (almost fondly) that while he dried himself off standing awkwardly naked with Michelle\rquote s Daddy right there, Michelle\rquote s Daddy \ldblquote greased\rdblquote up his own pee-pee. After a thorough grease job the boy was turned about and positioned over the bathtub whereupon a great deal of \ldblquote propping\rdblquote was done unto Wyndel\rquote s asshole. It was uncomfortable to say the least\emdash but none the worse for what Michelle\rquote s Daddy put up his butt hole nextly.\par \tab At first Wyndel didn\rquote t know and thought that it was the man using ALL his fingers. But no, just one BIG one. Wyndel was reamed for several long enduring minutes, his own ass smacked a few times; then he was pulled up to a sitting position on his knees, Michelle\rquote s Daddy\rquote s pee-pee still up inside him. The man whispered while tugging on Wyndel\rquote s cock, \ldblquote this is our secret, you\rquote ve had your way with Michelle, she\rquote s pleased you, you liked it?\rdblquote\par \tab Wyndel did and nodded so.\par \tab\ldblquote And you\rquote d like to have her suck you some more again, right?\rdblquote\par \tab Wyndel nodded that that was so, too.\par \tab\ldblquote And you\rquote d like to get on top of her like you did?\rdblquote\par \tab Wyndel nodded\emdash and Mr. Lanner continued fondling his pee-pee.\par \tab After a few minutes the man stopped, Wyndel was pushed forward and removed himself from Wyndel\rquote s pooper. It felt good\emdash for Wyndel, like when he had pinched off the need to poop for too long and when finally he DID get to go\emdash he went a lot and it felt good!\par \page\tab Mr. Lanner used toilet tissue and then a wash rag on Wyndel, wiping and cleaning Wyndel\rquote s pooper. Thereafter the boy was turned about and like Michelle had done, her Daddy went down on him and sucked for a long time.\par \tab Afterwards, they left the bedroom, checked on the progress in the bedroom across the hall and then pizza was ordered. The kids remained naked with Michelle re-sucking the boys and the boys kissing her pussy. They played games some more, more Twister and then a group bath.\par \tab None of the boys ever tolt anyone.\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par I know what you did\'85\par \tab Anna Sue winced and made faces as her young mouth was filled with hot cock. \ldblquote Just relax,\rdblquote he cooed to her, \ldblquote I\rquote ll do all the work.\rdblquote The young petrified girl couldn\rquote t relax, but her emotions were checked enough to keep her settled. The hot manhood member thing in her mouth was more than disgusting, it filled her mouth to capacity and then some. \par \tab Anna Sue at first had to move her head back and forth to stimulate the horrible thing in her mouth, but then the naughty foul disgusting brute of a man put his hand to the back of her head and \ldblquote helped.\rdblquote\par \tab At length, though, he pulled out and humped her pretty face, pushing his nut sac up against her mouth commanding her to \ldblquote suck \lquote em\rdblquote while his slicked up slobbered cock pressed against her nose and eyes.\par \tab Anna Sue wept but nuzzled the hairy nuggets while she also caressed the man\rquote s bare ass.\par \tab Wyndel liked, a lot.\par \par \tab\ldblquote For your information, that\rquote s called a Nut Job; anytime you hear someone called a \ldblquote nut job\rdblquote they\rquote ve done what you\rquote ve done.\rdblquote he smiled at his little wonder; and after he had nuzzled his nuggets against her as much as he could stand, Anna Sue was laid out on the bed (with a super absorbent cloth under her butt.)\par \tab Again the man tongued out her cunny, tantalizing it beyond comprehension before engulfing and tantalizing it further. A daring finger made its way into the girl\rquote s backdoor\emdash a daring tongue forced its way into her sex.\par \tab Then, the time had come, finally. Wyndel pulled himself up onto the girl, resting his mighty pulsing schlong. He stared down into the glassy blue eyes of the young girl and watched them bulge as his pud entered her\'85\par \page\tab The bed squeaked, the girl on the bed moaned, the man on the bed on the girl groaned. \par \tab\ldblquote It hurts! It hurts!\rdblquote Anna Sue cried out.\par \tab Wyndel cooed to her\emdash it didn\rquote t help, but he cooed anyways. Only the head of his seven incher made entry into the girl\rquote s poon, her hymen still intact. He had initially planned on breeching the girl fully; ramming her, getting off, then dumping her off somewhere in the grimy city afterwards.\par \tab But he wanted to FUCK the girl, he wanted to see his jiz dripping out of the corners of her mouth, out of her pussy, and out of her asshole. THEN and only then would he dump her off.\par \tab But he didn\rquote t want to hurt her.\par \tab So, she needed broken in.\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab No matter how much rains there were, the grime of the City could never be washed away. there were, however, other parts of the City that were less grimy; but then it was a matter of interpretation. Grime came in all sorts of degrees and manners of interpretation\emdash degradation of the human soul, the condition of the family unit, the proliferation of incessant scum. All blended into a cess pool that once stirred made up that of which existed in what was called City Life.\par \tab There were those who lived well, other lived beyond their means. Others eked out a living as best they could however they could. Others were blind to all things about them without it having to be a \ldblquote condition\rdblquote of some birth defect or accident. Rick, poor, in between; upper class, middle class, no class; those who chose to be happy and content\tab regardless of their situation; those who chose to perpetuate the common situation that was calm into some outrageous situation that only escalated into some ulterior motive to reason out an individual\rquote s quests for self satisfaction\emdash it was all a blended measure that was the Human Condition, Life in the City.\par \tab It seemed like that the City was so big that going from one side to the other was too much of an effort, so the rains that came only drenched one area and left the rest dry for to come another time. Wyndel Epsi cruised over the Gannymead Bridge leaving City II behind him and easing into the more sublime City I; it was more spread out with the tallest buildings barely ten stories. No industries were present in City II, the streets were swept clean on a daily basis. No junk cars, no abandoned cars; the grime was no less present but it was cleaner\'85\par \page\tab There was a church virtually on every block.\par \tab A school band marched up a block somewhere almost every day.\par \tab People sat out in charming outdoor cafes.\par \tab No big diesel trucks cruised the streets; delivery vehicles, school and city buses had been converted to cleaner air spewing from their tailpipes. Graffiti was still a problem but it was less visible and nipped as quickly as it appeared. The presence of police and other officials representing the Law were quite prevalent.\par \tab It was a Number One City for a reason.\par \tab Regardless, it had inner city problems that were not so easily swept under the sidewalks or flushed down the sewers. There was corruption in the City\rquote s government\emdash mayor\rquote s aid caught with a minor, the mayor caught with the police chief\rquote s wife; fire chief caught some minor boys; boy scout master caught\'85\par \tab And you know the rest.\par \tab But still, the general population of the City went on choosing not to pay attention to such absurd goings on and continue with their lives as they saw fit. But it didn\rquote t matter, everyone was susceptible to Narly Business, of one kind or another. The madness of sexual depravity had not just come unto the Lands of the Free \ldblquote all of the sudden\rdblquote ; sexual depravity had been in the midst of humankind since the beginning of time!\par \tab It was just with the advent-invention of the EMADs those seeking a depraved way of life had an easier time of it. Wyndel had an EMAD, one he had acquired and then made alterations. It suited him and that was that. He knew that his Soul was a Sealed Deal for a trip to Hell, but then again\emdash Wyndel didn\rquote t believe in God so there was no Hell. You died and that was it, your \ldblquote soul\rdblquote was in your head; dead was dead and that was that. He recalled faintly when his maniac dad had been beating his naked body with a belt, switch, bare hands, a metal rod, and anything else the bastard got his hands on\emdash that he (Wyndel) had cried out for God, but God never came.\par \tab Those memories were suppressed, and for good reason. However, Wyndel knew, too, that it was those memories that made him what he was, drove him to madness. So, if-IF there WAS a Hell, he was certainly destined for it. He figured his \ldblquote just desserts\rdblquote would be ole Satan fucking him up the ass for eternity; there probably would be that sucking of Satan\rquote s cock, too.\par \page\tab At the light on Vickers & Main he watched as some kids in a group marched passed him at the crosswalk, their haggard chaperone minding them all, a lovely teenage girl with a male escort helped keep the children corralled as they made their way to the Natural Museum on the adjacent corner. A pervert\rquote s dream, the kids were all in the 3\super rd\nosupersub grade (or thereabouts), the teacher was in her mid 20\rquote s, the teen girl in her mid teens, the male escort in his late teens. Wyndel saw them all naked, subdued, positioned.\par \tab His EMAD wasn\rquote t capable, though, of \ldblquote acquiring\rdblquote them all, it was only suited for one or two at a time. The light changed and he moved on to his destination. The City I Emporium Mall. Wyndel Epsi was in charge of security at the mall\emdash go figure. Opportunities galore there at the mall, he had surveillance everywhere; known and not known. With his slight command of electronics he had narly insight to the goings on in dressing rooms, lounges, and bathrooms. There, too, was perverted joy to be found in the mall\rquote s tanning salon\'85\par \tab There were EMAD detectors everywhere, at all doors especially. But when you are in charge of security\'85 Plus, he was something of an electronics whiz, EMADs were a way of life. Of course, he was aware that Federal Authorities had EMADs and detectors of this and that sort\emdash but everyone was corruptible. Everyone.\par \tab In the privacy of his office he watched via a closed circuit television a young attractive woman changing clothes in a changing room\emdash where else? Although most of the Mall\rquote s stores had their own security, Wyndel made it a point of almost legal reasons to be in charge, too. Of course, he had an ulterior motive\emdash of course!\par \tab His mind was, though, not on his work. He busied himself with meetings, paperwork, more meetings, and a stroll about the Mall. Mall City had two levels and was spread out wide with a great deal of real estate underneath it. Then there was the parking lot. The two multilevel parking structures at the \ldblquote anchor\rdblquote stores were a major cause of headaches for Wyndel and his security team. Then on the one side of the Mall/Parking the privacy-sound wall butted against a housing complex.\par \tab Another source of headaches.\par \tab But it was while patrolling that troublesome area that Wyndel found something of interest. TWO somethings of interest specifically. He smiled and thumbed his EMAD. Little Anna Sue tucked away safely in his closest at home was going to have company!\par \f1\fs20\par }