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Partners
by semiater@yahoo.com

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Partnerships - take care. When things go wrong, they go very wrong. When Robert Miller
tried to end his business partnership, he wasn't expecting that his wife and
daughters would pay the price for his failed attempt to go it alone.

The following is fiction and intended only for ADULT AUDIENCES!. Only those of
legal adult age, and allowed by community standards to read extreme content are
permitted to read this material.

Any republication or reposting of this story without the express permission of
the author is prohibited.

Thank you. Semiater

Any comments maybe be sent to semiater@yahoo.com

Partners



Chapter 1-Day One

"Honey, I'm home." Robert walked into his huge suburban home after
returning from an extended business trip. He was the founder, and chief
executive, at a large financial company.

"Honey, it's me." He looked around quizzically. His wife stayed home
with their three daughters, and her car was still in the drive, he couldn't
figure out where she'd be.

Robert walked into the kitchen and opened the oven. There wasn't
anything cooking.

"Susan, Jamie, Melissa?" He called out into the empty house. Even the
dog wasn't there to greet him. "Are you girls around?" Robert walked into the
den and tossed his jacket over the chair.

"Girls? Anybody home?" Robert walked back into the family room. He
thought maybe they were at the neighbors, or around the block? Robert looked
out into the backyard. There was a high privacy fence on either side of the
yard, forest buffeted the back of the property. There wasn't anybody in the
pool.

SportsCenter was on, and if the girls weren't around, he could catch it
on the big TV.

As he picked up the remote from the end table he noticed the videotape on
his footstool. His heart stopped as he picked it up. There was a note on the
tape:

WATCH THIS BUDDY!

He couldn't breathe as he inserted the tape into the VCR. The screen
was filled with snow for a few minutes, and then a face appeared on the screen.
A face he thought he'd never see again. It was his ex-partner Rod. Rod was his
ex-partner because he was supposed to be dead. Robert had arranged it, he
thought he'd...

"Hello Robert old Buddy. Guess you're surprised to see me? I would be
too if I were you. After all, isn't that what you'd paid those fellows to do,
to kill me? Hey, they almost succeeded." The camera zoomed in on his neck.
There was a grotesque scar across the skin.

"Next time, you want to hire somebody who makes sure. After all, I was
always the resilient one, remember?" The camera zoomed out as he lifted his
T-Shirt. "I guess I have you to thank for this too!" There was another huge
scar across his belly.

"They tried Robert, they really did, left me for dead in a ditch and all.
In a way, I'm thankful to you. Had your boys not done such a poor job in trying
to off me, I wouldn't have met my friends here." The camera spun around and
showed a room full of bikers, huge, hairy, tattooed, wild looking bikers. They
all stood around in some old warehouse.

"These fellows are going to help me make it all up to you Buddy. Sorry
about the poor production quality of the tape, we're going to have too much fun
to worry about the quality of the editing till later. Maybe we'll send you a
finished copy at the end. You're family will be stars by then, and we'll all be
happy?" Robert's breath stopped and he went pale, he nearly passed out.

"Oh, that's right, I haven't told you the good part yet. I have your
lovely wife and daughters with me." The camera panned out and took in the rest
of the warehouse. Robert could see his naked wife, and his daughters, but he
didn't want to believe what he saw.

The camera moved in on the tear stained face of his wife. She was
beautiful, at 37 she kept herself in great shape. She was 5'7" tall and had
been a teenage beauty queen. She'd retained the looks of a beauty even after
she'd given birth to their 3 daughters. She swam miles in the pool to keep her
figure svelte and toned. A rope dug into her mouth acting as a gag. Robert
could see the drool running down her cheeks. Her forearms were tied down to the
arms of the chair. Her feet were spread and tied to either leg of the chair.
The camera zoomed in to show a close up of her pussy. She sat in a pool of
liquid.

Rod leaned down into the lens, blocking out the image of Roberts wife as
he talked into the camera.

"Your wife had a little accident, oops. Viper was a little careless
with the knife." The camera focused in on his wife's hips, and then up to her
breasts. There were thin red cuts on her skin where the knife had been used to
cut off her clothes. Rod took center stage on the screen and began talking
again.

"I'll be more careful with your daughters." The camera moved to a table
on which all three girls laid. Each was hogtied. Their wrists were pulled
behind their backs and their ankles were tied to their wrists. The each girl's
knees were lifted up off the table slightly, and their chest's were arched up
due to the tie job. They were gagged with pieces of cloth. The three could
have passed for triplets had it not been for their size difference. They were
all blond like their mother. Susan, the oldest, her breasts had grown ample.
Not excessively large, but nothing to complain about. Jamie and Melissa would
probably develop similarly as they filled out. Each of the girls had the same
facial features, there were no inherent flaws. Susan was already the lust
object of all her classmates, and older college boys alike. Jamie and Melissa
were already learning the ropes of how to use boys to get what they wanted. The
three girls looked like young Barbie dolls, perfect copies of their mother.

"I think we should take the gags out and hear them sing. They had such
beautiful voices. Remember when we all used to sing Christmas carols around
your living room?" He pulled the gags out of girls' mouths one by one. They
were on the table next to each other. As he removed the gags each girl began
screaming. Rod allowed it for a minute, then smacked the oldest girl with an
open hand.

"Be quiet my darlings, it's going to be a long night, and you want to
save those pretty voices till you really need it."

Rod walked where the girls could be seen on the table behind him and
Robert's wife could be seen over his other shoulder.

"Let's get down to business Robert. I'm not even going to go into how
mean it was of you to try and kill me." Robert saw the man step back, he held a
large knife in his hand and reached down to Susan, Robert's oldest daughter.
Her head spun wildly when she felt the cold metal touch her thigh and move up
under her shorts. She began shaking and screaming madly.

"I just want what is-"The man's voice couldn't be heard over the girl's
screams. The one side of her shorts were slit open.

"Sorry Robert, one second." He turned and knelt down in front of the
oldest daughter. He cupped her chin in his hand.

"Susan my dear, if you move around too much, I might just slip and cut
you. I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen, now would you? And, if you
keep screaming, your dad won't be able to hear my instructions, and I guess he
won't be able to save that pretty body of yours. Understand?" Susan babbled
incoherently as he let go of her chin and walked back in front of the camera.
Rod handed off the knife to Viper, one of the biker gang members. Susan didn't
scream anymore as the other side of her shorts were away cut and then pulled
from her body, leaving her only in her pink panties.

"Sorry for the interruption Robert, let's get back to our talk. Now,
where were we? Oh, that's right. I was telling you about how I'm not even
going to ask one cent for you trying to kill me, I just want what's mine. After
all, it was me who worked 90-100 hrs a week to promote the business while you
went home to your beautiful wife and fucked her brains out." He lifted his
right arm and pointed to Robert's wife naked in the chair behind him. "And you
had that time to produce these lovely girls." He raised his left hand and
pointed to the three beauties hogtied on the table. Susan was now only in her
bra and panties, Jamie had had her shorts removed. Susan's large breasts were
squeezed tight into her bra and bulged against the table.

"Oh, I'll give you your due, it was your idea, and your capital, but it
was my hard work that made for the ultimate success of the company, so all I
want is my half."

Robert's youngest daughter, the 13yr Melissa began screaming behind the
man on the screen.

"Looking at the newspaper Robert, the-"

"Damnit Viper, will you shut her up, I'm trying to discuss business with
their dad right now!" Robert saw the huge tattooed man with the knife move away
from his work, cutting off Susan's panties, and stood in front of Melissa. With
a heavy backhand he slapped her across the face and she went quiet.

"Thanks Viper! Robert, let me continue, looking at the valuation of
your, oops, I mean our company. With the assets, and expected revenues, I
wager, conservatively of course, its worth, oh, let's got with a round number
and say around $110M? Would you agree with me? Well, as partners, I guess that
means my share is about $55M, so, to cut to the point of all this, I want my
share, my half. My deserved share of our company."

"But I can't-"

"Relax Bob, I know you can't come up with that kind of cash right away,
so, I have some entertainment planned to keep your family occupied." The camera
zoomed past the man and focused on Robert's now naked daughters as they lay
hogtied on the table. They didn't scream, but Robert could hear their sobbing.

The camera moved back to Rod. "My, they are a beautiful set. I would
really hate to see anything happen to them, don't you agree?" Screams erupted
in the background. The camera panned over and focused in on Susan's prone body.
There was a woman behind Susan with a hand up between her legs, the woman's
fingers were probing Susan's sex. The woman pulled her fingers out, smiled at
Rod and gave the thumbs down sign.

"Oh Robert, I'm sorry. Your little Susan isn't a virgin. I would love
to take the responsibility, I mean, I'd have loved to claim that I rammed my
cock in her virgin hole, but she did that all on her own, so don't blame us.
Maybe it was in your bed when you and the wife were out of town? Do you think?
Have you been watching the boys she's been dating lately?"

That camera flashed again to the woman, she was between Jamie's legs.
Jamie's head was turned trying to see, she was screaming like a banshee. The
woman flashed the thumbs up sign.

"Oh, good news Robert, Jamie is still a virgin. That's good, 15, no,
what, 14 and 1/2 year old. That's far too young to start having sex, at least
with those horny high school boys."

Robert heard Melissa screaming. The camera focused in on her contorted
face as she tried to twist back and see what was happening between her legs.
The camera moved up slightly and showed the woman groping the young girl. The
woman smiled and flashed another thumbs up.

"Thumbs up Robert, I'm so glad. 13 is much too young to be having sex,
and 2 out of 3, that isn't bad. I suppose that says something good about your
parenting skills? Keeping them away from sex and all?" The camera focused in
on Rod's face. Melissa's babbling could be heard behind him.

"Don't worry, we won't rape your virginal little girls, not yet. Raping
them, isn't in the program till day two or three, so you have time. I'll even
be a good guy and not take Susan till later, even though she has experience
already." He tilted his head to the side. "Then again? Oh, I don't know,
we'll do it impulsively. Too much planning otherwise, that was never my strong
suit, remember?" He smiled, it was contrived, but appeared completely natural.
That's what had made Rod such a force in the business.

"But your wife on the other hand?" The camera moved to the left and the
bound woman on the chair. Her breasts shook as she sobbed.

The camera panned back and took in the crowd of waiting bikers. They
had begun removing their clothes. Robert heard his daughters begin screaming
again. Then he heard three distinct smacks and they went quiet.

"My, my Robert, look at those cocks. Has your wife ever had anything
that big? Don't forget, we used to play racquetball together at the club, so I
know yours isn't that size. Even after a cold shower, shrinkage wouldn't
account for that much size loss.

The camera focused in on one man's huge cock, he wasn't hard yet, and
still it hung like a horses.

"And Robert, Monster isn't even here yet, is he boys?" The crowd of men
roared no.

"Robert, you'll even have to be impressed when Monster shows up. I know
your tastes definitely run to women, but boys will be boys, we're always
comparing ourselves at some level, and Monster's cock, I'm sure you'll even have
to let out a gasp when you see it. Just think what your wife would be letting
out when she sees him?" The camera focused back on Robert's terrified wife.
Tears rolled down her face. Her make up streaked.

"But Robert, as you've seen, the guys, they're not hard yet, and you're
wife, she's going to be too busy on her back to get them ready." Rod walked to
the table where Robert's daughters lay hogtied. His hips came to the level of
their faces.

"My, my, my, the perfect height Robert. I think we've solved our
problem. Have you ever heard of fluffers Robert? Oh, I'm sure you have, those
girls on porno sets who get the guys hard off camera. It looks like we have
three fluffers right here ready and waiting." All three girls blubbered
incoherently, Susan the loudest, she knew what was going to happen.

"Well, let me get this out before I become too aroused to continue.
After all, didn't you used to say that I always thought with my prick?" He
unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. His large cock flopped out,
standing erect, jutting from his body. He was standing right before Susan, her
eyes locked on the raging prick, Jamie and Melissa screamed in the background.

"You know, the gang, they were kind enough to vote me first dibs on each
of the girls, so here it goes." He slammed forward into Susan's waiting mouth.
Bound the way she was, there was nothing she could do to escape. Rod moaned in
pleasure as Susan's tight, unwilling, mouth took in his member.

Robert could hear Susan gagging as Rod pulled free from her mouth and
looked back at the camera.

"$55M Robert, I want it, and I want it soon. I don't know, or care how
you get it." He slammed forward into Jamie's mouth. Her face went red as he
was impaled in her throat. Rod moaned, arching his head back, he savored her
young mouth on his virile cock. He pulled out quickly and turned to the camera.

"Almost lost it there Robert. You've got some good young cocksuckers
here." He reached down and took Melissa's head in his hand and turned her face
so she was looking at the camera. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her eyes were
puffy from crying.

"Robert, let me be serious for a second. In time, I, and the gang, we
will grow tired of fucking your little princesses." He squeezed Melissa's jaw
in his fingers, the red marks were visible on her skin when she finally opened
her mouth and screamed. Rod buried his cock in her mouth in an instant. He
slammed forward, cutting all of her oxygen off for a second before he pulled out
and let go of her jaw.

"And, when we get tired of sex, well, I guess the only thing that will
be fun anymore is to see blood." He ran his finger over Melissa's cheek, then
moved to his own throat and ran his hand over the scar.

"So, I hope I've made my position clear? I want the money soon. I know
you can't do it by tomorrow, so we'll have our little fun today, and then, in
tomorrow's tape, I'll tell you how to contact me."

"Oh, one more thing, I'm sure you've figured this out already, but don't
go to the cops, and don't think you can find us. You'd better worry more about
getting your hands on the money." From beneath the table he lifted the family's
small dog and pulled out a knife.

"This is a warning to you Robert, and," He looked down at the girls,
their wide, terrified eyes stared up at him in silence. "Girls, don't even
think about biting any of the gentlemen who have so magnanimously donated their
cocks to giving your daddy a show." He slit the throat of the yelping dog.
Blood shot everywhere and the girls started screaming. Blood poured from the
dog's neck before he tossed it off camera. His grin was maniacal. With bloody
hands he touched each of the hogtied girl's foreheads. They tried to recoil
from his touch, but couldn't. A bright red mark was left on their foreheads
from the dog's blood.

"Oh, Robert. Sit back, watch, enjoy." He took a towel Viper had
offered and cleaned his hands of the blood. "I know you wouldn't want to miss
today's show. So, sit back in that expensive chair and enjoy." Behind Rod,
Robert could see his wife being untied from the chair. Four men held her limbs
tight as she thrashed around. They easily carried her to an old mattress thrown
on the floor to the right his daughters. The rope gag was pulled free of her
mouth and she began screaming. The men held her down, one at each ankle pulling
them wide to the floor. Two held her arms above her head.

"Robert, looks like your darling is almost ready." The man turned from
the camera and bent down to talk to the girls on the table one more time.
Robert couldn't hear exactly what he said, but he did see the bloody blade
brought to Jamie's neck. Robert turned up the volume on the TV, but he could
only make out a little over their blubbering.

"You...not....think....I'll...kill.......Understand..." Rod turned back
to the camera after giving his little pep talk to the girls.

"Robert, I think we're about ready for the show." The camera panned out
taking in his whole body. His prick was large and erect.

"As you can see, with the help of your little girls, I'm just about
ready to fuck your wife," he paused dramatically, running his hand through
Melissa's hair, "but I really, I have to feel your little girl's mouth around my
cock once again." He bellied up to Melissa and thrust his cock in her face.
Initially she tried to clamp her jaw shut, then Rod bent down, whispered in her
ear and squeezed shut her nostrils. Closing her eyes, the girl reluctantly
opened her mouth and Rod thrust forward. Robert watched the large cock slide
into her gagging mouth. She tried to recoil, but Rod put his hand behind her
head and pulled her forward over his member.

His partner turned his head to the camera while he was still impaled in
Melissa's mouth.

"It's not much work for her now Robert, I'm already hard and ready to
go, but later, after my guys have all cum once or twice in your wife's pussy,
you're little girls," he ran his hand through Melissa's hair, "later, this'll
be an important job." He pulled out of Melissa's mouth. Saliva trailed over
the head of his cock down over her chin.

Robert cringed as Rod slammed his cock back in Melissa's mouth. Her
face was red. He grasped the back of her head and forced himself completely in
the girl's mouth. Robert didn't know how it was possible. He could see the
bulge in her throat, she looked so small.

He pulled out of Melissa's mouth and turned once again to the camera.
His prick was wet with the salvia of Robert's youngest daughter.

"Now for the real show Buddy. I do hope you enjoy, I know I will." He
fisted his erect cock. "Think about how to get that money, and, oh, I suggest
you watch the whole of the videos we send. I wouldn't want you to miss any of
the good stuff. We might have to mix in some really interesting scenes near the
end to keep you tuned in."

Rod saluted the camera and walked to where Robert's wife was being held
down. Her arms and legs were pinned to the ground by four naked, massive,
tattooed men. As Rod moved closer Roberts wife screamed louder and louder. She
had lain in shocked horror when her girls had been forced to suck his cock.
She'd laid with her head raised, eyes wide, mouth gaping watching her daughters
oral rapes, now she screamed as Robert's old partner fell to his knees between
her spread legs. She fought in earnest against the men holding her, the muscles
of her arms and legs bulged as she fought for all she was worth to prevent the
inevitable rape, but still she couldn't move. They held her fast to the old
dirty mattress.

Robert saw his old partner lift his hips and then drive forward into his
wife. Her shrieks cut through the room, even on the tape they were unbearable.
Robert knew she'd been faithful to him, and he might have been the only man
she'd ever slept with, till now.

The tape continued to roll, there were no sounds. The room was silent
minus his wife's screams and the blubbering of his daughters in the background.
The camera panned to catch their horrified faces of his daughters eyes locked on
the rape of their mother.

Rod, Robert's former partner, bellowed out and slammed into his wife,
filling her with his seed. The muscles of his legs and back rippled as he made
his waning thrusts into the pinned woman. He collapsed on her body when he was
spent.

Rod remained laying on her for a few minutes, savoring her tortured body
beneath him. He stood slowly, and walked in front of the camera. He did
nothing to cover his nakedness, his cock was no longer rock hard, but was still
substantially erect. He patted each of Robert's daughters on the head as he
moved past them. Their eyes were glued to his groin, the weapon, that had just
raped their mother. Tears blurred their vision.

"Man she's a good fuck Robert, you were a lucky man." He paused, acting
as though he was trying to catch his breath. "Hard work, I think I'm done for
awhile. I think I'll let my friends begin." He lifted his hand, beckoning them
forward. The rumble began behind the camera.

"Enjoy the show Robert. Make sure you watch it all, I wouldn't want you
to miss a second. And once the tape is over, I suggest you get your ass moving
on my money." He took a step back and rested his hand on Susan's head. She
tried to recoil but couldn't. "Because, soon enough it will be Susan over there
on the mattress, then Jamie" He moved to Jamie and ran his hand through her
hair. "And then, finally, your little darling Melissa." He reached up under
her arched body and grabbed her nipple. "We'll have our fun, but I don't know
if they'll like it that much?"

The camera was jostled and as men moved into the frame.

"It's been fun Robert, but the boys are getting impatient" Rod wiped
away a tear from Melissa's cheek. "I can certainly see why, the girls have work
to do, and I suppose we should let them get started." Rod stopped talking and
immediately the camera was blocked by huge naked men moving to the hogtied
girls. The image cleared as the men formed a line and buried their cocks in the
prone girl's mouths. Robert's wife, still held down by the four men, screamed
as she saw her daughters violated again. The muscles and veins of her neck
bulged as she lifted her head trying to watch the vile display playing out
before her.

One of the men quickly pulled out of Susan's mouth and bolted to where
Robert's wife lay. He viciously pounced on her body and slammed into her. It
took mere seconds before he came deep in her belly.

As soon as the first man was through, another man left the warm confines
of Robert's daughter's mouth and was on his wife. An orderly procession began.
As soon as a void appeared it was filled. Robert watched with horrified
attention as one man after another thrust their rampant cocks into his
daughter's mouths then fell on his wife's body, slamming in her without mercy.

After the first 15 or 20 men had used his wife the men holding her arms
and legs were replaced and they too took their turns.

Robert couldn't believe what he was watching. One after another the men
appeared. When the procession of men grew tired of using his wife on her back,
she was forced over onto her belly. She was made to kneel as the men started
taking her mouth and ass in unison. After awhile they didn't even have to hold
her down. The men, one after another, exploded their cum in her mouth, ass, and
pussy. A few of the men couldn't hold their passions and came in his daughters
mouths.

As the tape wound down less men appeared to take his wife until finally
the procession ceased and she collapsed on the soiled mattress. The camera
began moving, first to his daughters. One by one the camera focused on them.
Their heads hung limp over the edge of the table. Lines of cum hung from their
mouths. The cameraman grabbed each girl by the hair and held up their faces.
Their lips were swollen and stained with cum. The cum pooled in the bottom of
their mouth's and around their tongues. They were too worn, and beaten, to
scream anymore. Their eyes were bloodshot and glassed over.

Down the line the cameraman moved, one by one he lifted their heads.
When he got to Melissa, the youngest, she looked the worst for wear. Men had
fought to use her tight, virginal mouth. Scratches were visible on her neck
where the men's nails held her head over their cocks.

The cameraman walked to where Robert's wife lay. Slowly he moved up her
body with the camera. She lay on her stomach in the spent pools of cum. Her
feet, her calves, the cameraman moved up her body till he was zooming in on her
ass. He grabbed her leg and pulled it wide. She put up no resistance as he
flopped her leg to the side. He focused in on her anus, cum seeped from the
hole. The initial bloody evidence of her first penetration had been erased by
cum.

Robert heard the limp thud as his wife's body was rolled over onto her
back. She didn't protest, she didn't speak or scream. Only the sound of her
coughing and gagging could be heard on the tape.

The camera focused on the confluence of her legs. Her labia were red
and swollen. Cum oozed from her sex.

The camera moved up over her body, to her belly, then her breasts. Her
breasts were red and scratched. Men's hands had groped and squeezed them as she
was fucked. Her nipples were stained with blood. Her whole body rippled when
she coughed.

The camera moved further up, to her face. Her nose was bloodied, Robert
cringed, but it was her mouth that took all his attention. It looked like she
was frothing. Rivers of cum poured from her mouth. Out the sides of her gaping
mouth, down over her cheeks. Each time she coughed more cum spurted up from her
belly, boiling over, bubbling, and then rolling down her cheeks in a disgusting
viscous stream.

There was a scream from behind the camera, then a naked body was carried
past the camera to the mother. Robert couldn't tell at first, but then he
recognized the body as his youngest, Melissa. Her still bound body was carried
by two men. She was set down on her mother. Robert's partner stood over the
girl. She didn't scream, but tried to call out to her unresponsive mother
beneath her.

Rod pulled Melissa's head back by her ponytail. "Help your mommy out
with that cum Melissa, I think she's had too much." The cameraman got down on
the floor beside the mattress. Melissa was reluctant to do what the man said,
but he forced her mouth down over her mother's mouth.

"Lick it all up girl." Melissa had already had the men cum in her
mouth, but this was different. One of the other girls screamed behind the
camera and Melissa looked back. Her eyes shot open, Robert didn't know what was
happening, but his youngest started licking the cum from his wife's face in
earnest, lapping like a cat.

The video continued for another five minutes. Five minutes of Melissa
licking cum from every inch of her mother's body. The cameraman zoomed in
showing the revolting display of the 13 year old sucking the cum from her
mother's body.

Rod got in front of the camera and started talking. In the background
Robert could see Melissa vomiting.

"Well partner, guess that's enough for tonight. Don't worry, we'll keep
your girls safe, and occupied. Go into the office and start working on the
money Buddy. I highly recommend you work fast. You never know when the gang
will lose patience."

The camera moved to his wife, and Melissa on the floor. Robert could
see the muscles of Melissa's back contract as she continued to dry heave trying
to expel all the cum she'd swallowed.

The screen went to snow and the tape stopped. Robert just sat there
staring at the blank screen wanting to cry. He couldn't move.

Robert sat in shock for an hour staring blindly at the snow of the TV
screen. He was tempted to rewind the tape and press play, hoping it had all
been a figment of his imagination. He'd been spending so much time on the road
with work the idea was alluring, but deep down he knew it wouldn't happen. He
knew he had hired the sleazy men to kill his partner. He knew he should have
made more of an effort to know with certainty that they'd done the job and
killed Rod. When the body hadn't been discovered, he'd assumed, or at least
deluded himself, into the belief that animals had taken the body, or perhaps
that nature had reclaimed its own, but he should have known. He should have
made sure. Maybe it had been guilt that had prevented him from finding out for
certain. Guilt cause he knew it had been Rod, Rod Simpson, and not him that
grew the company. Robert, he couldn't deal with that fact still. The company
had been his idea, his money. He'd struggled to keep the company afloat for 5
years before Rod came on board, and Rod had taken his ideas and turned the
company into an industry leader, Rod and not him.

Robert tried to go through his papers, trying to figure out where he
could come up with the cash, but like most companies, his company's wealth, or
value, was on paper, and not very liquid. Before long he'd pulled a bottle from
the cupboard and drank till he was incapacitated. He awoke hung over and barely
made it to the office.

Chapter 2--Day Two



Once in the company offices he again tried to work on the money
situation, but soon he'd pulled the bottle out of his bottom drawer and started
drinking again. He'd told his secretary to cancel all his meetings and not
disturb him. She didn't till after 4 that afternoon. Robert's buzzer went off
but he didn't respond. Then came the knock at the door, each knock became more
desperate as he refused to answer.

Lisa was a good secretary, beautiful, and young. Robert had wanted to,
but had never tried anything with her. He was devoted to his wife and couldn't
break that bond of loyalty.

The door inched open.

"Mr. Miller, are you here?" She knew he was, there was no way out but
past her.

The room was dark, the shades on the large window were drawn. Robert's
chair was turned away from the door toward them behind the desk.

"Mr. Miller, are you all right?" The chair didn't move.

"I'm fine." The tone of his voice belied his words.

"Mr. Miller, there was a delivery for you, they said it was urgent."

"Just leave it in my box, I'll get it later."

"Sir, I would but, he said it was a matter of life and death, and it
wasn't the normal delivery people, it was just a guy with a long beard." The
chair spun around and Robert stood up. He intended to walk and get the package
from her, but in his drunken state he stumbled and fell back into the chair.

"Are you all right Mr. Miller?" As she spoke she saw the empty bottle
on the desk.

"Would you like a ride home sir?" Robert thought about trying to fool
her, but he just decided to acquiesce instead."

"Yes, please. Would you give me the package." Lisa walked to him and
set the package on the desk. Robert grabbed it and clutched it to his body.

"Are you all right? Is something wrong? Nothing is wrong with Karen or
the kids, is there?"

"Could you give me a ride home?"

"Sure, let me just close up."

"No, please, now." Robert stood with uncertainty. Lisa watched
motionless, wondering if she should help or not. When he started out the door
she ran to get her bag and keys.

It was a long, silent trip. Robert stared straight ahead, his hands
growing white as he gripped the package impossibly tight. Lisa tried to raise a
conversation but couldn't get him to budge. They reached his house. Lisa
thought it looked empty.

"Are you going to be all right Mr. Miller."

"Yes, thank you Lisa for the concern. Would you get me the up to date
financials, bank accounts and capital assets, I need to look them over." He
pulled himself out of the car, thanking her for the ride, and gingerly making it
inside, barely remembering to turn off the alarm.

Lisa thought of going home, but instead ended up back at the office
trying to pull together the numbers he wanted.

Robert walked inside the house and went immediately to the liquor
cabinet. The cardboard of the package cut his hands as he squeezed it tight.
He couldn't bring himself to put in the tape. He collapsed on the couch and
just stared straight ahead.

Robert's hands trembled as he opened the package. Another video tape
was inside. The label read "Day Two". Robert inserted the tape into the VCR
and pressed play. The screen was blank for maybe 10 seconds before Rod's face
appeared on the screen.

"Hello Robert, hope that you had a nice night? We got an early start
this morning, hope you don't mind? Let's go see how your dear wife is doing,
shall we?" The camera followed his old partner through the warehouse. The
camera came to an open area where chains hung down from the ceiling. The chains
disappeared behind a screen set up on the floor. Robert trembled when he
thought might be behind the screen, what they'd done to somebody in his family.

"Shall we see what's behind the screen Buddy?" Two large bikers stepped
up to the screen, lifted it and carried it away. When it was removed Robert
gasped in horror. There stood his wife, her wrists were bound behind her back
and she was up on her tip toes. Robert could see the strain in her calves. Her
large breasts were wound tight with rope, they bulged to a horrible shade of
red.

Robert had always found himself to be a lucky man. His wife's breasts
were large, and really perfect. When she'd been pregnant they'd always got
huge. He could see the pain in her face as she tried to remain balanced on her
toes and keep the strain off her breasts.

"Look at the lovely color Robert." Rod walked over to the straining
woman and flicked her nipple, she screamed out in pain. As soon as her cries
quieted he flicked her other nipple eliciting another round of screaming.

"Ah, so much fun, I could do it all day, but we've got other work to do.
Boys." Rod turned away from Robert's wife and looked off camera. As he walked
away he kicked her legs out from under her, sending the full weight of her body
onto her tits. Her breasts stretched as she screamed.

The camera turned to show four men walking into the frame with a large
wooden bench between them. Tied to the bench was Robert's oldest daughter
Susan. She was naked, and bound to the bench, her ass rested on one end of the
bench, slightly over the edge. Her legs were pulled wide and attached under her
to the bench legs. Her knees were spread wide and tied down to make her
completely exposed. At the other end of the bench the base of her neck was
hanging over the edge. Her head was pulled down and a strap held her forehead
making it almost vertical, upside-down, but vertical. A plastic mouth spreader
was wedged in behind her teeth to keep her mouth open and available. The way
her lips were stretched she looked like some Hollywood ghoul.

The bench was positioned directly in front of Robert's dangling wife.
She'd been able to regain her footing and was crying. Her chest heaved and her
stomach contorted as she tried to control her sobs. When Susan's bench was
moved close she tried to call out to her.

"My baby, Suzy, are you all right." She turned her tear filled face to
Rod and started begging him.

"Please, let her go, I'll let you do anything to me, please-" Her
entreaties were quickly silenced as an unknown biker stepped forward and pushed
a cattle prod to her thigh and squeezed the trigger. She began screaming again
as she lost her balance and was held up only by her breasts.

"Put a gag in her mouth won't you?" Rod spoke to the unknown man. "Her
daughter has a lot of work to do and needs to be kept from distractions." The
faceless man walked to Robert's wife and forced a penis gag deep in her mouth,
silencing her screams and pleadings.

"What a pretty sight Robert. Mother and daughter all ready for today's
fun. Oh, but where are the other two?" Rob mimed a look of consternation.

"Oh, over here." The camera focused where he pointed. On the floor
were two dirty mattresses on which Jamie and Melissa were laying between two
women's legs. The girl's hands were bound behind their backs. The women
controlled the girl's movements by using their hair as handles. The camera
zoomed out to show a line of 20 or 30 other biker ladies waiting their turns.

"Well Robert, they're busy, so let's get back to the main show." The
camera focused on Rod's face. "You see, since you're little Susan didn't keep
herself pure, I think she should be taught a lesson. You know, kind of like
when a father catches a son smoking his cigarettes and he locks him in the
closet with a whole box of them till he smokes them all. My Daddy did that to
me, and I never smoked again in my life. Well, Susan, she's going to make a
hundred guys cum in her mouth and pussy. To make it more fun, we're going to
set a time limit, this is where your wife comes in. See that boom up there."
Rod pointed at the ceiling and the camera followed, focusing in on the roll of
chain above. "You see, I have this control here." He held up a box with
buttons on it. "And, this moves that chain. To give her a chance, we're going
to give Susan 5, no 10 minutes, to see how many guys she can get off before I
start raising that chain. I think you get the idea of what will happen? We'll
keep the time until your little Suzy gets all 100 done, she can use her mouth,
or pussy, since she's experienced in both." Robert could hear Susan moaning on
the bench. "Ah, your little princess speaks. You know, I think she's looking
forward to it?" Rod ran his hands over Susan's belly, flicking her nipples till
they got hard.

"At 10 minutes, if Suzy isn't done bringing off all 100 guys, then,
we'll raise the chains an inch. We'll continue like that every five minutes.
Oh, yes, we've done this before, it usually takes about an hour to go through
all 100. I suppose more experienced girls might be able to get it done a bit
quicker? We know your little girl has experience, I guess we'll get to see how
much. So say it takes your little girl 60 minutes. That's 11 inches. I
suppose your wife could keep on her toes for maybe 2 inches, or about 20
minutes. I sure hope she was a ballet dancer when she was younger, it's going
to take a lot of strength and endurance to remain on those toes. But after
those 20 minutes are up, even if she'd danced for the Bolshoi, I think she'd
still be hanging by those tits." Rod reached out and flicked Robert's wife's
nipple again, she shrieked an inhuman sound.

"Look, already a nice shade of purple. Well, since I get to start, I
should stop talking and start fucking. I think your wife would appreciate it,
don't you? I'm not so sure about little Suzy though?" Rod dropped his pants
and walked between Susan's spread legs. The bench was at the perfect height for
entry.

"Go on Snake, you can take her mouth." Rod called out to the man who'd
gagged Robert's wife before turning back to the camera.

"Well Buddy, I suppose I should get started." He reached out and felt
Susan's sex. She would have screamed, but Snake had already rammed 7" of cock
in her throat. "She's a little dry Robert, maybe I should get your girls over
here?" The camera turned to the right and zoomed in on Melissa and Jamie. With
hands holding their hair, the two women with their legs spread were moving the
girls mouth's over their pussies. "Oh, I guess their busy." Rod spit on
Susan's dry hole and rubbed it in. "It'll probably only matter for me. I'm
sure her snatch will be gushing pretty soon." Rod slammed his prick into
Susan's body. Robert watched the thick cock of his partner disappear into his
daughter's sex.

Rod and Snake quickly developed a rhythm and were two timing the girl
with powerful thrusts. The camera moved up to Robert's wife and showed her
tormented face as she watched her daughter being raped at both ends. The gag
spread her mouth wide and made her face look long as her jaw was spread
impossibly wide. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she stared at the scene before
her.

The camera swung back to Susan's body. Rod jerked his hips forward and
slammed against Susan's sex. He screamed in pleasure as he filled her body with
his sperm. He momentarily paused, savoring the feel of her tight pussy on his
cock before he moved out of the way and a new man filled his spot.

Snake was still thrusting into Susan's mouth when Rod finished. The
plastic shield prevented Susan from closing her lips on the intruding members,
and so didn't afford her much ability to help the men get off. Not that she was
trying, at least not yet, but in a matter of minutes, when her mother's breasts
started to stretch, she might well want to help the men fill her mouth faster.

The second man between Susan's legs had almost cum by the time Snake
finished. When he finally spewed his load into her mouth, a new man was there
to replace him.

The camera swung back to Robert's wife. Her face was tortured as she
stared at her daughter's rape. Then the camera quickly moved to the two
youngest girls still kneeling between two biker chicks' legs. Above them, on
the wall, was a clock. In large, bright red numbers it counted the time, it
read 4:31.

The camera zoomed in on the second man in Susan's mouth. Robert saw her
throat convulse as sperm shot in her throat. She awkwardly tried to swallow as
the sperm filled her mouth, it was hard, given the way her head was held by the
strap. Even with only the two men's cum in her mouth, it had begun dribbling
down her lips. The viscous white line trailed over her cheeks, down into her
eyes, on to her forehead. Another man filled the void and thrust in her gaping
mouth.

The camera moved back to show a third man entering Susan's pussy. The
camera remained focused on Susan until a loud bell rang and then the cameraman
cut to the clock and Robert's two youngest daughters still working on the women,
the clock read 10 minutes.

The camera swung back to his wife just in time to catch the chains rise
an inch. As the chain moved upwards, she lost her balance and swung from her
breasts till she was able to get her toes back on the floor. Her scream was
incredible.

The camera moved back onto Susan, her body rocked forward with the
continual thrusts of the men between her legs. The man using her mouth would
thrust back, countering the movement of man using her sex. The pair of rapists
tried to bury themselves as deep in the girl as possible. After the first ten
minutes 7 men had cum in Susan's pussy, and 5 in her mouth. Already she
couldn't breathe through her nose. Her nostrils were filled with cum that
dripped from her gaping mouth. Her eyes were sealed shut as cum pooled in her
eye sockets.

The loud bell rang again, the camera focused in on Robert's wife as the
chain rose again. She couldn't manage to find her footing as she swayed, she
swung in pendulous arcs from her breasts, only able to rest on her toes after
one or two minutes had already passed. One or two minutes of hanging from her
breasts unsupported. The camera moved back to Susan. 12 men had filled her
pussy, 8 had filled her mouth. The cum ran down her forehead into her beautiful
blond hair.

On and on the bell continued to ring. Robert sat in his chair, tears
streamed down his face as he watched the lewd acts unfolding on the television,
knowing that it had already happened, that whatever else may have befallen his
wife and daughter's, it had already occurred, and he couldn't do anything.

The bell rang for 45 minutes. 36 men had filled his daughter's pussy
with sperm, their vile, disgusting sperm. The camera zoomed in, her labia were
swollen. Between men, the muscles of her pussy would no longer contract and
remained spread in a grotesque, distorted display. Robert couldn't even make
out the details of his daughters sex, it was blurred and covered with cum.
White, sticky, gelatinous sperm. It oozed from her hole, it covered the
confluence of her legs, it dripped, or flooded, to the floor between her spread
legs. Her belly was covered. Another man started pounding into her. Again and
again the scene was repeated. Robert watched another man rape his daughter, the
man's hips thrusting , slamming forward, between her spread thighs.

Twenty four men had filled Susan's mouth in the first 45 minutes. Robert
did the math in his head, 60 men total. 60 men had shot their sperm into her
body. When the camera moved in on Susan's face Robert couldn't even recognize
it as his daughter. Her face was a slimy gob of white liquid with the only dark
patches being the cavern her mouth. Deep pools of cum filled Susan's eye
sockets. The white viscous substance ran down her cheeks, falling off her face
in long lines to the floor. Her forehead was covered, the cum ran down her long
hair, the strands covered in the goo fell to the floor. An outline of drops
mirrored her head on the floor. Susan couldn't breathe through her nose, the
cum had flowed deep into her nostrils. She could only breathe between the
thrusting cocks that filled her mouth. Bubbles expanded from her nose as she
tried to take in much needed air. She already swallowed what must have been
cups, and cups of cum. What she could no longer swallow gathered in pools in
her mouth. The cum flowed from her mouth as she tried in vain to vomit up the
vile substance from her belly.

Robert's body shuddered each time he heard the bell. He could hear the
chain clang as his wife was pulled higher. Her breasts had gone deep purple,
the skin was stretched beyond its limits, the muscles, the fabric of her
breasts, were ripping internally. Her eyes were glazed over, staring down
blindly at her daughter being ravaged.

The cameraman walked toward the mattresses on the floor where Jamie and
Melissa still buried between a constant stream of women's legs. Their lips,
their cheeks, their hair glistened with the juices of spent women.

The bell chimed for 55 minutes. An agonizing scream came from Robert's
wife. 42 men had cum in Susan's pussy, 28 in her mouth.

The camera zoomed in on a random cock spurting its load into Susan's
mouth. Not till the image moved out did Robert see it was Rod, his cock was
covered in sperm as he pulled it from Susan's mouth after having used her for
the second time. Rod moved out of the way so another man could take his place.

"Robert, I have a proposition. You're wife's tits, they're looking
pretty, well, shredded. I propose we allow your other girls to help Susan
accomplish her goal, and then maybe we could cut your wife down?" Rod walked to
Robert's wife.

"Since you can't offer your daughters for the game Robert, I'm going to
ask your dear wife to set their fate. Dear," Rod pushed her hips gently,
sending her swinging from her tortured breasts. "do you want your girls to help
Susan get you down?" Robert was surprised to see his wife eagerly nod her head
yes as the bell for the 60th minute ring.

Rod picked up the control box to raise the chains once again, but instead
he turned and faced the camera.

"You know Bob, I'm feeling generous." He pressed a button on the control
box and the chains dropped. Robert's wife fell to the floor in a heap, her
breasts still tied, but they no longer supported her weight. Her breasts were
distended and grotesque as she lay unmoving on the ground.

The camera moved to show Melissa and Jamie being carried next to Susan.
Their faces were slimy with the women's juices. Their hands were still tied
behind their backs. Men continued to pound into Susan as Melissa and Jamie were
set on their knees.

Melissa's back convulsed as she started to vomit. When she was through,
one of the men came from the shadows and poured a bucket of water over her and
Jamie. A line of men formed to use them immediately.

Robert watched in horror as the men violently started driving themselves
deep in Melissa and Jamie's throats.

The camera moved to Robert's wife still laying on the floor. She didn't
move, the ropes were still pulled tight around the base of her breasts. He
heard Rod's voice come through the TV before the camera returned to his face.

"Oh Robert, my generosity only extends so far. They have 15 minutes,
then, if they still haven't got to a 100, then your wife is returned to a foot
off the ground by those precious titties.

The bell clanged again, 3 men had spent themselves in Jamie's mouth and 4
had cum in Melissa's. 43 men had filled Susan's pussy, and 29 had filled her
mouth. Robert did the math, 21 to go. He watched the knob grow in Melissa's
mouth as another man drove deep in her throat. The lines of cum already
dribbled down her chin.

The bell clanged, 15 minutes had passed. Robert heard the screams of his
wife as the camera focused on her. The gag had been removed and the chains
started to pull her up. Slowly her body was lifted of the ground by her tits.
They stretched as she was pulled to her feet, she was unable to get her legs
under her to support her weight. For an instant her feet were planted on the
ground, then inch by inch the space between her toes and ground grew. Her head
arched back as she screamed. When she was a foot off the ground the chain
stopped moving and her body started swaying.

Robert stood, yelling at the screen. Only one more man needed to release
himself into his daughters. He couldn't believe Rod would do it, only one more
man. Melissa, Susan and Jamie were vying to bring off the last man. 45 men had
filled Susan's pussy, 32 had used her mouth, 10 had shot themselves in Jamie's
mouth, and 12 had already spewed in Melissa's.

Robert heard the thud of his wife on the ground as one of the men shot
his load into Melissa's throat. Thick, heavy lines of cum covered her chin and
ran down over her tiny breasts. Her nipples were hard and topped with dollops
of cum.

The men who had been in the process of using the other girls finished up,
spewing their loads. In all, there had been 103 loads of sperm shot into his
daughters.

Rod got back in front of the camera as Robert crumbled back in his chair.
He was numb.

"Not bad Robert, 76 minutes and 14 seconds. Sorry about those last three
guys, we couldn't stop them once they got started you know."

Rod walked to where Robert's wife lay slumped on the floor. He pulled
out a knife and wedged the metal up under the ropes, eliciting another horrible
scream from her before she passed out. Her breasts were beyond purple, almost
black. Deep welts circled her breasts where the ropes had dug into the skin.
Her breasts were mangled and distended. They hung well down on her body. Rod
touched the nipple on one breast and she came to screaming in pain.

Rod got up and walked to where Jamie was kneeling. Her eyes were closed,
but tears still streamed down her face joining the cum on her chin. Rod patted
her head and then moved on to Melissa. Her face was covered like Jamie's,
though less cum ran down her chin. The men had been more intent to shoot their
loads deep in her sweet little mouth. Melissa was whimpering as Rod cupped her
head.

"You girls did a good job of helping out your older sister. I'm sure
she, and your mother are appreciative."

Melissa coughed then spurted cum, it came from deep in her belly. It
rolled over her lips. The whitish, translucent goo bubbled from her mouth and
ran down her face over her chest.

"Guess she didn't like the meal tonight Buddy. Let's get over to the
star of the show."

Rod walked to where Susan lay, still bound on the bench. The camera
focused between her legs. Her belly, her sex, her thighs, they were covered
with cum. When the men stopped using her, cum flowed out of her gaping sex.
She was covered, painted with sperm. The camera moved up her torso. Her
breasts rose slightly with each breath. Odd lines of cum marked her belly and
crossed her tits. When the camera moved to her head it was a disgusting slimy
cum covered mass. Her eyes were invisible under the pools of sperm. Her
forehead, her cheeks, the cum literally hung from her face. Her nostrils were
filled with spunk. It had drained back down into her throat through her nose.
Unbroken lines of cum dangled from her head to the floor, running over her hair
once beautiful, smooth, long blond hair.

Robert shook in the chair, he couldn't believe what he saw. He couldn't
believe that that thing, that awful disgusting thing on the screen, was his
daughter.

"Robert, I hope you enjoyed our show. Just think, this is just the
second day of fun. We do have more planned, but I don't want to ruin the
surprise. I just wouldn't wait too long to get working on the money. As I said
before, we'll grow tired of sex eventually, even when it's fucking your
beautiful daughters." Rod ran his hand over Melissa's nipples. She tried to
recoil from his touch.

"I want my fucking money Robert, you had better understand that. I want
my money, I earned it, and the longer it takes you to get it to me, well, our
creativity might start to die, just like your girls!"

The tape cut off. Rod's words left no doubt to the seriousness of the
situation. Robert collapsed back in the chair, he couldn't believe this was all
happening.

The VCR tape began rewinding in the machine. Robert tipped back the
bottle and drank.

(end of chapter 2-Day 3 is next)

I hope you enjoy this story. I would be very interested to hear comments. It
is always encouraging to hear from people who read, and liked, the story.
Hearing from those who enjoyed the story always makes it easier to continue
plodding along to the finish. Thanks for reading...Semiater@yahoo.com

Partners

Day Three

Robert pushed the tape into the VCR. He found it on the counter when
he'd finally come downstairs. It was almost 2 pm by the time he'd woke up, and
with as much as he'd had to drink the night before, it probably hadn't been too
hard for them to get in the house unnoticed and deliver the tape.

The snow cleared and Rod appeared on the screen.

"Partner, Top o' the morning to Ya. How are you feelin?"

"Let's get right down to it. We figured we'd give your wife a break
today. Those breasts are looking pretty mangled." The camera moved to Robert's
wife. She was seated on a stool, her legs were spread wide and attached to a
steel spreader bar. The bar was in turn chained to the floor. Her hands were
pulled behind her back and cuffed, a chain ran from between the cuffs to an eye
bolt in the floor, but Robert couldn't take his eyes off his wife's breasts.
Around the base of her teats was a circular black bruise. The meat of her
breasts was purple, her breasts dangled, misshapen, and stretched.

The camera moved to the right. Susan was seated on a stool next to her
mother, and was bound in the same manner. Her hair was stringy, and looked like
it hadn't been washed after her ordeal of the previous day. Robert could see
the dried cum patched in her blond locks.

"And Susan, as you can see, her pussy is pretty raw, and swollen, after
all those guys she serviced yesterday, and in such a short time. You should
have seen it last night Buddy, it was so cute. Your little Melissa was icing
down Susan's swollen labia. Susan was begging us to pump her stomach. She said
she swallowed too much cum, if you can believe that, but you know, a young girl
has to get her protein somehow." Robert looked at the large gags that filled
his wife's, and Susan's mouths. He shuddered at the thought of how much cum
they'd both been forced to swallow.

"So Buddy, it looks like Jamie is up to bat today." The camera moved
past Rod and focused in on Jamie. She was naked, laying on her back, and bound
to a wooden bench. Her ass rested just on the edge of one end, and her legs
were pulled back, to the side, and attached to the legs of the bench. Her head
was pulled over the other end of the bench, and her hair was tied under, and
arched back so her mouth was perpendicular to the floor. Rod must have read
Robert's mind when the camera showed the red welts over Jamie's breasts and
belly.

"Sorry about that Buddy, we got an early start, but we forgot to catch
it on film. By the way, I don't want you worrying about your dear Karen or
Susan," the camera moved to the women locked on the stools, "we wouldn't dream
of leaving them without something. If you look really close," the camera zoomed
in to the confluence of Susan's legs, where her hips came in contact with the
stool, "if you look really close Buddy, you can see the base of the 12" dildo
we've got in her pussy. It's just like the one Karen is sitting on. 12", yes,
it's large, I know, but after all the fucking they've had already, don't worry,
the dildos slid in without a problem." Rod grinned as the camera moved back on
him. "And Melissa, we'll let her watch for one more day, with Jamie's tight
virginal hole, I suppose the thought of that alone will arouse the men enough.
And, you know, when Jamie's snatch is too loose, and messy, well, we'll just
flip her over on her belly and give that tight little ass of hers a shot." Rod
paused, the camera caught the image of Melissa kneeling at his feet. Rod tapped
her on the head. Don't worry Buddy, we won't get our cocks dirty in Jamie's
ass, we gave her a big enema this morning. She was cramping, and screaming,
like a little devil, but we kept the water in there for a good 45 minutes. I
suppose some of our special additives didn't help. She told me the chili paste
around the plug burned quite a bit." Rod yawned, bringing his hand to his
mouth, like he was bored.

"Sorry we don't have any of the water left over to show you, your wife,
and Susan, were so thirsty, they drank it all down like good little soldiers.
It took awhile, but with the help of those big penis gags buried in their
mouths, we kept them from puking it all up again. After all, we wouldn't want a
mess or anything." Robert thought he was going to vomit. He dry heaved and
thought he'd lose it, then Rod started moving again and Robert focused on the
screen. Rod walked between Jamie's splayed legs. Her body jerked as he touched
her. Robert could hear her hushed voice muttering something, but he couldn't
make out what she said. He could see her lips moving, so he knew it was her.

"Oh, isn't that sweet Buddy, you're little girl is praying. You see, I
told her this morning what we had planned, in great detail of course. It was
hard, trying to tell her in between screams, her belly cramping from the enema
and all, but I think she understood. I don't think she liked what I had to say
though." Rod pinched the girl's labia between his fingers and looked back at
the camera. "Don't worry, she won't be praying once we get started, at least we
won't be able to hear her, that pretty mouth will be filled with at least 7" of
cock for most of the night. Though, we have no contests lined up for today, no
time limit, we'll just let the boys fill her with as much cum as they can." Rod
ran his hand over Jamie's belly, the muscles of her abdomen rolled, and
contracted, under his touch. Rod turned and looked back at the camera.

"Buddy, little Jamie said she'd be a good girl and try to swallow all
the cum, so we don't have to use a dental dam like we did with Susan. You know,
she's a smart girl, already she knows that the quicker she can get the boys so
spew, maybe they'll get tired and let her be." Rod ran his hand down over the
inside of Jamie's thigh. Robert could see the muscles of her neck cord as she
tried to lift her head. Her lips still moved as she quietly tried to invoke
some higher being to save her from the inevitable.

"But you know Buddy, with that tight mouth, and those pretty lips,
sealed around my cock, well, even with all her efforts to get me to spend quick,
I might actually be encouraged to fuck her more. Oh well." Rod lifted his hand
from Jamie's thigh. "We'll see, I hope for her sake her little plan doesn't
backfire."

Jamie screamed as Rod pinched her clit. "Then again, maybe she's just a
little slut and enjoys the taste of sperm. We might just have a genuine little
nymphomaniac here?" Robert could hear Jamie's prayers growing louder.

Jamie tried to lift her head but her hair was tied to the bench. She
screamed as Rod ran his hand over the smooth mound between her legs. She
started yelping in pain as Rod moved his hand side to side over her skin.

"Her skin might be a little raw Buddy, you see, we didn't want all those
pubs to get matted, granted, it was mostly fuzz anyway, but we thought we'd be
efficient and businesslike. Isn't that what you always used to tell me? Put on
a good face, a good image, and all that crap? I think a shaved mound looks so
much better on film, and, you wouldn't believe what it looks like in person
Buddy, and how it feels, smooth, like a babies bottom. Oops, sorry about that,
I'm sure that raises some painful memories for you Buddy." Rod smiled at the
camera, it was vicious, if he'd been in the room Robert would have killed him,
with his own bare hands he would have killed him, prison or not, he didn't care,
he wanted to kill Rod, again.

Rod just grinned and looked at the camera.

"Don't worry, all your girls will look good for the camera Buddy, we did
Susan, Karen, and little Melissa too, though she really didn't need a shave yet,
only that fine little fuzz, it was so cute. We didn't want her to feel left out
though, and Robert, oh you would have been so proud of them all. Janice, that's
Vipers chick, she did them all with a straight razor, your girls didn't flinch
at all, and that's good, Janice got it all, every stubble of hair, no matter how
close to their sensitive flesh she came." Rod smiled at the camera, he relished
telling the story.

"And you little one Buddy, she's so orgasmic already, Janice rubbed her
with the handle of the blade, and her little clit went all hard. It was so
cute, and she's been such a good girl, so we had Jamie get right down there and
give your little one some kind of orgasm. You should have seen those little
hips bucking up into Jamie's face. And Jamie, we can't forget about her, I
guess that experience with our chicks really helped. She was using that tongue
like a master. Oh well, I know, they grow up so fast." Rod swung his head side
to side in mock sympathy. "Oh well, its Jamie's turn now, maybe she can have an
orgasm or two?" Rod ran his hand over her clit.

"She's a warrior Buddy, those prayers keep getting louder, but she isn't
screaming. I'm sure she will be soon enough, even if Monster hasn't shown up
yet. Actually, I'm a little disappointed Buddy, I really wanted you to see his
thing." Rod pinched Jamie's clit. "And I'm even curious to see what it's going
to look like trying to squeeze it in Jamie's hole. I mean, it's not like him to
miss out on a prime virgin like Jamie, usually he can sniff'em out from miles
away. Maybe he's waiting on Melissa?" Rod patted Melissa's head. Jamie
started whimpering as Rod moved his other hand between her legs.

"We can only hope for her pleasure that Jamie has an orgasm or two. Oh,
I'm sure at first it'll be hard enough just to get used to all those big cocks
deep in her belly, but since she likes the taste of cum so much already," Rod
laughed out loud at his own joke, "maybe she'll like pricks up that tight little
hole of hers too?" Rod stepped back, putting on a dramatic display of admiring
Jamie's body. Robert could still hear Jamie mumbling her prayers, he could
almost make out what she said, then Rod turned and looked at the camera.

"Well, I suppose we've wasted enough time Buddy, I'm sure you don't want
us to use all the tape with talk, I know you want action, action, not words.
Gosh," Rod shook his head, "I guess you did teach me something Buddy, I can't
seem to go five minutes without spouting out one of those damn cliches you
always used to say.

Rod let his pants fell to the floor, the buckle clanged loud off the
cement.

"See Buddy, the thought of your tight little girl, it's got me hard
already, I don't even need a fluffer." Rod tapped Melissa on the head and
whispered in her ear. Her hair was done up in pig tails. When he was done
talking to her, Melissa ambled on all fours to one of a tattooed women, she was
laying naked on a mattress against the wall.

Rod stepped out of the legs of his pants. He raised his hand and snapped
his finger.

"Viper, go ahead, take her mouth, I'm getting a little tired of that
noise." Viper walked from the shadows and onto the screen. Robert recognized
him from the day before. He looked bigger, his cock looked impossibly large as
he stood over Jamie. His pole loomed above her eyes, for the first time since
the tape had started, she went silent.

Viper bent his knees and lined his cock up with Jamie's mouth. Robert
expected her to clamp her mouth shut, but she didn't. Inch by inch the massive
pole disappeared into her small, tight, lips. Robert watched in horror as the
bulge moved deeper in her throat. He saw Jamie's throat convulse, and her
breasts quiver, as she started to gag. Robert was holding his breath in
sympathetic unison with his daughter. Only when Viper slowly pulled his cock
free from Jamie's mouth did Robert breathe again. Jamie's efforts to get in air
were much more in earnest as the massive pole rested on her lips, poised for
re-entry. Robert could see the saliva coated pole glistening in the lights.

Robert let out a small yelp of protest as Viper started moving forward
again, till his massive member had inched itself ever deeper in Jamie's throat.

Robert snapped out of the trance he entered when Rod stepped back on
screen. His hand was around his cock, and he was gently stroking his long
member.

"Buddy, she's awesome, incredible really. I'd love to sit here and watch
all day, but as you can see, my dick is hard, and I'm about to blow." Rod
stepped between Jamie's spread legs, Robert wasn't sure if she was even aware of
his presence, but when Rod slammed forward, and buried himself in her sex, she
couldn't but know.

Jamie's hips bucked off the bench as her virginity was ripped away in a
violent rape. In spite the cock in her mouth, Robert could hear Jamie's screams
clearly, but they were quickly drowned out by the screams of her mother as she
sat astride the stool, watching the horror happening before her. There was no
leniency in Rod's movements, he took Jamie like an animal.

In spite of the way she was bound, Jamie's torso was slammed forward with
each thrust, but Robert was fixated on her throat, he could see the massive
bulge in her throat appear, and disappear, as Viper continued to violate Jamie's
mouth.

It only seemed liked seconds since Rod had begun pummeling Jamie, then he
bellowed out in pleasure. The muscles of his back were thick, rippling, and
taut, as he slammed forward into Jamie one final time. A sheen of sweat covered
his body and gleamed from the lights above. Rod continued to scream in lust as
his massive cock was painfully constricted in Jamie's tight hole. In each hand
Rod took hold of one of Jamie's nubile breasts and squeezed. Robert could see
Jamie's belly bulge as she screamed out in pain.

Viper clamped his hands on the sides of Jamie's head and held tight as he
buried the length of his member within her mouth for a final thrust. Robert
could see the sperm bubble out of Jamie's nose and run down over her upper lip
as Viper shot his load in her mouth.

In unison Rod and Viper pulled free from Jamie's body. As soon as the
Viper's cock was pulled from her mouth, Robert could see Jamie coughing, and
struggling, to get in much needed breaths. Rod, still panting from the brutal
exertions, turned around and stood in front of the camera. His cock was still
hard, and Robert could see the red specks on the shaft.

"Holy shit Buddy that was incredible, I've never had a girl that tight
before." In the background Robert could see Jamie's chest rising and falling as
she coughed. She turned her head to the side, as much as she could and spit up
a long white line of cum.

"She was definitely a virgin Buddy!" Robert's mouth was agape as another
man moved in behind Rod and took hold of Jamie's head, the man buried himself in
her mouth before she could even spit up the whole of Viper's essence.

"Well Buddy, I'll have to let the boys get started, they're impatient, as
you can see." Rod stepped to the side, for an instant Robert could see the
results of Rod's rape, but just as quickly, another man moved between Jamie's
legs and buried himself to the hilt in her sex. Two more men came from the
shadows and knelt to the sides of the bench, Robert could hear Jamie moan as the
men started playing with her young buds.

Robert barely made it to the toilet in time. He couldn't take it, he'd
watched the screen as man after man took his girl. There was no let up, one
after another they stepped up, filling her poor body, and then moving on after
they shot their load in her. The horror had been made all the more real when
the camera moved to show his wife and oldest daughter, impaled on the stools,
the huge dildos forced deep in their bellies, yet in spite of the intrusions,
their eyes were locked on Jamie's rape.

It had all come over him like a sudden storm, he'd barely made it to the
bathroom in time. He'd hoped that by the time he emerged--his eyes bloodshot,
his face pale, his legs unstable--that at least then the tape would have
stopped, but when he came out, the screen was still filled, the only difference
was the man slamming into his little girls body had changed. Robert collapsed
on his chair. He was numb, his legs couldn't support his weight as the tape
continued on.

The tape rolled for another half hour, no words were spoken, Rod didn't
appear, just the unending procession of men using Jamie. His daughter was a
mess, sperm was everywhere. Robert could hear her muffled screams, and moans,
but that was the only sound to be heard as a continuous onslaught of rapists
used her.

Robert couldn't take it, he stood to take the tape out of the machine,
then Rod appeared on screen, his cock was long and hard, it was jutting like a
menace from his body. He had an evil grin on his face.

"Hey Buddy, I'm a little tired of this scene, how about you? Mind if we
change it up a little bit?" There was a man still using Jamie, he pulled his
weapon from her sex and pumped his cock till he shot his load over her bound
body. The thick white line of cum rained down over her, over her newly shaved
mound, and up onto her belly.

Rod clapped the man on his back as he finished. "Good shot."

Rod turned to look at the camera, and Robert. "She's still got one
virgin hole left Buddy," he paused dramatically, "Lets say we get her on her
belly and take care of that right now." Before Rod had even stopped talking,
two men had moved from the shadows to Jamie and began working on freeing the
bonds that held her. She didn't fight as her legs were freed and left to fall
on the floor. She lifted her head for an instant and looked down over her
tortured body when the knot was released from her hair, but then she let her
head fall back, it slumped against the end of the bench. Robert thought she'd
passed out, but Jamie wailed in pain as the men lifted her from the bench. The
men carried her over to a mattress that was set on the floor before Susan and
Karen. They still sat impaled on the massive poles rising from the stools.
Susan tried to rise from the stool, and the massive intrusion buried in her sex,
but the chains held her down and kept her sex filled with the huge rod.

Jamie was tossed face down on the mattress. She didn't fight or try to
move away. The two men knelt and grabbed for her ankles, pulling her legs wide,
and pointing her toes out so that her legs were flat against the floor.

When her legs were spread the two men moved away. Jamie didn't move to
close her legs, she didn't move at all. Robert could see her back shudder
slightly he heard her sobbing, but she didn't move.

Rod walked between Jamie's spread legs, Robert could hear his wife's
screams, even though she was gagged, she obviously knew what was coming. Rod
moved his barefoot along the inside of Jamie's thigh before he collapsed on her
and grabbed for her arms.

Robert couldn't see the actual penetration with the way Rod mounted
Jamie, but he knew he had taken her last virginal opening and had begun raping
her ass. Jamie fought, and tried to twist away when Rod first fell on her, but
only for an instant, only until he overpowered her, and had entered her
violently. Then she went limp as Rod pounded into her, his buttocks clinching,
and convulsing, as he inched deep into her battered body.

Robert thought Rod would break Jamie's arms the way he twisted them
behind her. Rod screamed in pleasure as he filled Jamie's nether hole with his
spunk quickly.

Rod had barely climbed off Jamie when another man took his place. Robert
watched in horror for the next twenty minutes as one man after another took his
daughters ass. He didn't think he could take anymore when finally the screen
went blank. At least his horror was over, at least till the next days tape
arrived.

Day Four



Robert tried to make it to the office, he got up, he showered and
dressed. He put on a pot of coffee, but then, as he walked past the TV, the
memories hit him. Instead of getting in his car to drive into the office, he
called Lisa and told her he wouldn't be in, again. As soon as he got off the
phone he went to the liquor cabinet and started searching for a bottle. He'd
finished off all the vodka already--his favorite--and in spite of his hatred for
it, he pulled out the gin. He downed the first glass with reticence, the
subsequent glasses went down much easier.

Robert woke up when he heard the knock at the door. He had looked
passable in the morning, but after his bout of drinking, he looked a mess.

Lisa stood waiting outside when he opened the door.

"Mr....Sir, what's happened to you?" Lisa looked in shock as she stared
at the disheveled figure before her, "I tried calling, but-what's that smell?"
Robert held tight to the door for support, it was all he could do to remain
standing.

"Sir, what's happened to you?" Robert only grunted in response.

"Do you have the numbers I asked for?"

"Yes sir, I do, but-"

"Give them to me." Lisa handed Robert a large manila folder. He quickly
glanced inside at the spreadsheets, and assorted papers, then he started to
close the door.

"Sir, wait, this package was delivered to the office, the man said it was
urgent." Robert ripped the cardboard box from Lisa's hand. He started to slam
the door again, but Lisa put her foot in the door.

"Sir, what's wrong, can I help you?" Robert glared at her for an
instant, trying to drive her away with his anger, but looking at her, he could
see the concern in her eyes and his manner softened.

"I'm sorry Lisa, it's nothing, nothing you can help with at least. I'm
sorry." With more gentleness he started to close the door again, but Lisa still
stood impassive in the doorway.

"Sir, I'd like to help." Robert almost broke down and confided in her,
but instead he just shook his head softly.

"I'm sorry, there is nothing you can do." Lisa let the door slam shut as
Robert disappeared into the house. She stood alone on the porch for a moment,
before she walked back to her car. She thought about heading home, but instead
she went to the office to make some calls.

Robert pushed the tape in the VCR and collapsed on the couch. He stared
at the blank screen for a couple minutes before he finally hit play. He was
terrified of what he might see when he did.

When he started the VCR the screen filled with snow, then it cleared.
Rod appeared, he was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans.

"Hey Buddy, sorry we ran out of tape last night, I know you must be
disappointed, but we'll make it up to you today. Actually, it was pretty quiet
after the tape ran out, well, until Jamie tried to crawl away, and well, the
boys kind of pounced on her. I think that kind of turned them on, because a
line formed up to use her just after. We had a pretty nice three-way going, and
I am sorry we didn't catch that on tape. I don't think Jamie liked it too much.
The boys got in a good rhythm, in and out, deep in her cunt and ass, and then
one more in her mouth. Three at the same time, I'm not sure she was quite ready
for that? Yeah, I'm sorry we didn't get that on tape, it was art, it really was
Buddy." Rod ran his hand over his groin, rubbing himself through his jeans.

"We were going to give Melissa a shot today Buddy, let her join the
womanhood club with the other girls, but you know, me and the boys, to be
honest, our balls are aching, and our girls, they wanted to be part of the show
too. They do so much for us, and they never get the respect they deserve, so
today, it's their turn. They voted, and they want to play with Jamie, after
all, she was so good to them when we had her licking their pussies, and well,
the girls wanted to return the favor. Having all her holes opened up, Jamie's
good and ready now." The camera left Rod and moved to Jamie, she was seated,
naked, her wrists were tied to the arms of a chair, her ankles were tied to the
legs. Her mouth was filled with a huge gag.

"Buddy, the girls wanted her cleaned up some, so we gave her a shower.
She smells all nice and pretty. If you were here right now you could get a
whiff how sweet she smells. Oh well, I guess you'll just have to believe me?"
Screams erupted in the background.

"Oh, that's just Susan Buddy." The camera turned and focused well beyond
where Jamie sat, there was a mattress on the floor, Susan was on her knees, one
man pounded into her from behind, she had her arms in front of her, wrapped
around another man's hips, his cock was buried in her mouth, and Susan was
trying with all her might to deep throat him.

"Well, I guess not all the boys are aching that much Buddy, and Susan, it
sure looks like she learned something from her little Sis. See how she's
working that cock in her mouth? Man that's impressive. Oh, well, to be fair,
you know, I guess we did threaten to string her up by her tits like her mom,
maybe that's why she's decided to give us a little more effort today?" The
camera zoomed in, Robert couldn't take his eyes off the scene, his daughter, she
looked like a little slut as she worked the man's cock in her mouth. She looked
like some girl from a porno. She took the man's cock as deep in her throat as
nature would allow, if not more than nature would allow, her jaws looked like
they would snap at any moment. All the while the other man continued to fuck
her from behind. Robert couldn't believe his eyes, he swore Susan was driving
her hips back to meet the man's thrusts. Robert could hear the slapping of
flesh as the man fucked her, Robert could see the ripple in her muscles as
Susan's backside was reamed.

Robert jumped when he heard the man using Susan's pussy scream out in
pleasure. Susan was distracted by the man pumping his load in her belly. She
let up her concentration for a second, and the man using her mouth, his cock
slipped from between her lips. Before she could swallow the cock again, the man
spewed his load on her face. The camera caught it perfectly, just as she shut
her eyes to avoid the spray. Susan's head jerked back when she felt the warm
liquid strike her face. A thick gob of sperm was plastered against her
forehead, then another hit down over her nose, and lips. Robert could hear
Susan whimper, then she started to crying in shame.

The man using her sex pulled out and disappeared. The camera focused in
on Susan's face, the viscous goo had already started to run down her skin.
Before she could open her eyes the camera panned out and showed another man come
into the frame. When Susan opened her eye's she saw the man get on his back on
the mattress, he was pointing at his rampant cock. Robert could see the
humiliation in his daughters face as she stood, and straddled him. With her
back to the man's face she mounted him. She started to line his cock up with
her pussy, but a quick slap to her backside made it obvious what he wanted her
to do. Robert could see Susan gritting her teeth as the massive pole inched its
way deep in her ass.

In a few minutes Susan's body was covered in sweat as she worked hard to
ride the man buried in her ass. Her thighs bulged, and her calves flexed, as
his massive cock disappeared deeper into her bowels. Robert could hear somebody
encouraging her to work harder off camera, but he was shocked when he heard the
loud crack.

Susan shrieked as the leather struck her back. She redoubled her efforts
and impaled herself more deeply on the cock buried in her ass, she pistoned up
and down on the man's member like a machine.

Robert couldn't see who had struck Susan with the belt, but whoever it
was, they were standing just off screen. Susan's wide, terrified, eyes were
locked at whoever it was that was now whipping her. She didn't stop pumping the
man's cock as the leather continued to strike her, she worked harder.
Glistening trails of perspiration ran down over her flopping breasts. Robert
could hear the slap of flesh as she took the man as deep in her ass as she
could. Bright red marks soon appeared on her chest and belly as the person with
the belt continued to encourage her with the leather.

Rod stepped in front of the camera, blocking the scene of Susan's rape.

"We'll have to check on her later Buddy, I'm surprised, really I am.
Maybe the boys aren't as tired as I thought?" Jamie started screaming just
behind where Rod stood. The camera caught three women moving towards where
Jamie sat. The three made an odd picture, all three were naked, Robert watched
in disgust the one. She must have weighed in at over 300 lbs. Her breasts
jiggled against her waist like a disgusting freak show as she moved. There was
a tattoo on one breast, it was distorted, stretched with time, and excessive
weight gain. Robert couldn't even make out what the tattoo had at one time
represented. The huge woman stood behind the chair. Her massive mammaries fell
to either side of Jamie's head. Jamie screamed in terror as the massive jugs
touched her cheeks. The huge woman grabbed for Jamie's upper arms while the
other two women started untying her from the chair. As soon as one of Jamie's
arms was free, the huge woman clamped hold of her wrist and held her. Jamie
tried to fight, but she was no match for the freak that held her. The huge
woman made no effort to keep her breasts from touching Jamie, in fact she seemed
to enjoy caressing Jamie's body with her tits.

The other two women continued to untie Jamie from the chair. One of them
was covered in tattoos, and her body glimmered with piercings. Her hair was
platinum blond, she was attractive, but Robert couldn't stop looking at the huge
eagle emblazoned over her shoulder blades.

The third woman, or girl, she looked to be no more than 20. Robert never
would have guessed she was a biker chick. She didn't look the type at all. She
looked innocent, only the glint of metal in her nipples and nose told him she
was pierced. The piercings were the only thing about her that ruined the image
of a sweet, innocent girl.

When she was untied, the huge woman lifted Jamie from the chair and
carried her to an old mattress laid out on the floor. The woman set Jamie on
the mattress and held her down with her bulk. Her huge tits smothered Jamie,
whose legs were spread, and forced to the ground by the other women, forming a
V, the huge woman took hold of her legs and held her open.

Rod stepped back in front of the camera.

"I'm afraid we didn't tell your little girl what we had planned for today
Buddy. That big woman, that's Bertha. Ain't it interesting? I've never met a
woman named Bertha who didn't top out at least 3 bills. The blonde, that's
Marilyn, you know, like Monroe, and then there's, my sweet little Carol.

Rod waved Carol over. She moved toward him, her head down, demure, and
passive. Rod took a small chain from his pocket. On the one end of the chain
there was a leather handle, on the other, the chain split into two segments with
clips at each end.

As soon as Carol moved close enough, Rod attached the clips to her nipple
rings, he tugged on the chain to make sure they were connected properly. Robert
watched as Carol's nipples went taut. Rod smiled at the camera.

"The boys gave me Carol as a gift when I explained to them my little plan
to get my money back. She's sure helped with my recovery Buddy." Rod ran his
hand over the scar on his neck.

"The boys picked up sweet Carol hitching one night. She was coming back
from some party at college. She had on tight little jeans, and a little halter
top with no bra, the boys couldn't hold themselves back. It was a sight to
behold, believe me." Rod tugged hard on the chain, Carol whimpered softly. "I
guess it was a mistake for Carol to try and hitch that night, good for me, but a
mistake for her? No more college for sweet Carol, now it's just the school of
hard knocks, or should I say hard cocks?" Rod grinned at his joke and tugged
harder still on the chain, eliciting a pained yelp from Carol.

"Isn't that right Carol?" The girl hesitated, her eyes were wide,
focused intently on Rod.

"Yes Master." Carol looked to the floor.

"Isn't that sweet Buddy." Rod tugged hard on the chain, Carol fell to
her knees in pain.

"She didn't want to cooperate right away Buddy, but we have our ways."
Rod grinned at the camera. "And now, she's a good little girl, and she'll do
whatever I say. She just loves it on the open road Buddy, sitting right there
behind me on the hog, the vibrations between her legs. I can hear her moaning
as we drive sometimes. Right Carol?" Carol hung her head low.

"Yes Master."

"Yeah Bob, Carol's my bitch. Usually I like to keep her for myself, but
sometimes I do share her. You know, I'll let the boys all take her, one by one,
kind of like your girls. One time we were at this biker conference, you know, a
fancy thing, in a hotel, set up in a big old hall with all kinds of tables and
speeches droning on. Well, I had Carol get down on her knees and crawl from
table to table sucking off all those guys. She was the life of the party. Her
stomach was so full after, her little belly actually bulged Buddy. We took her
to the hospital and had her stomach pumped, but not till I had Carol make
payment to the doctors. It must have been a slow night at the hospital, I had
10 doctors working on Carol, and you know, I never did get a bill for the
stomach pumping. Oh well, the good old days." Rod ran his hand through Carol's
hair

"You know, I've been thinking if Monster ever does show up, I've been
thinking about giving Melissa, or Jamie to him, he needs a chick?" Rod paused,
looking wistfully at the camera, "Oh, but Melissa, I'm tempted to take her
myself Buddy, Carol needs a little sister to help her out under the table."

Carol yelped as Rod jerked at the nipple chain again, then something
distracted him off camera.

"Say Buddy, the girls want to get going, and I suppose we should get
started. Have you ever heard of fisting Buddy? Well, I was talking to Jamie
last night after she was through with the boys, well, that's not exactly true, I
guess I was talking to her when she was bent over a chair and one of the boys
was fucking her from behind, but that's neither here nor there, but what is
important is that she was telling me she didn't cum once where we were fucking
her. Well, the girls heard that, and they promised me if the could have Jamie
today, well, they would get little old Jamie to come at least once. And get
this Buddy, Jamie told me with all those boys fucking her, it actually hurt?
Can you believe that, a little nympho like her didn't enjoy all those fine boy's
cocks? Well, the girls, they're going to try and change that today."

The camera moved off Rod and focused past him to a woman standing between
Jamie's spread legs. Robert recognized her at once as Janice, the woman who had
shaved the girls, and who had "checked" their virginity.

Bertha continued to hold Jamie's legs wide, Robert could see the strain
in Jamie's hips as her thighs were pushed nearly flat to the mattress. Bertha's
massive tits dangled in Jamie's face, the grotesque flesh framed Jamie's head as
she tried to rise and look what Janice was doing.

"No, No, get away, god please, get away!" Jamie screamed as Janice moved
closer. Janice knelt between Jamie's legs, Robert could see Jamie struggling
against Bertha's hold, but she couldn't budge the huge woman. Bertha knelt on
Jamie's wrists and held her ankles tight in her grasp.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Please, please, stop this,
don't do this, please!" Jamie shrieked and Bertha's breasts shook, but she
still held tight to the fighting little girl.

"Stop, please!" Janice was flexing her hand, balling it into a fist, and
then pointing the fingers out straight like an arrow. She took a bottle of oil
from beside where she knelt and poured the liquid over her hand till it
glistened in the lights. Jamie went silent, her mouth was gaping.

Janice rubbed the oil down over her forearm till her whole arm shone in
the lights. With her free hand she gently grabbed the delicate flesh of Jamie's
labia and spread the lips. Robert could see Jamie still fighting in Bertha's
hold, but she couldn't move the monumental woman.

"No, no, stop, what are you doing?" Jamie shrieked, her voice went
higher and higher till it was no longer discernable.

Janice played with Jamie's pussy, her fingers disappeared in and out of
Jamie's sex.

"No, no, please!" Jamie was sobbing, there was a desperate resignation
in her pleading, "no, please..."

Janice held up her glistening hand in the lights and brought her fingers
into a point. Robert gripped the sides of the chair.

Jamie started screaming when the tip of Janice's finger touched her sex.
Robert's fingers dug into the fabric, he could hear the cloth ripping in his
hands.

Janice's fingers slid in Jamie's opening, the little girl's screams were
horrible. Janice twisted her hand in a gentle circle, trying to work her
fingers deeper into the tortured girl's sex. Jamie began whimpering, though
there was almost as much volume in her desperate pleas as there was in her
screams. The whimpering was heartbreaking to Robert.

Janice moved slowly, methodically, as she tried to wedge her thumb in
Jamie's sex. She broke through with a jerk, and in an instant her wrist
disappeared deep in Jamie's belly.

Jamie went silent, her eyes were huge with shock as she looked down over
her body and saw the forearm of the woman protruding from her once virginal sex.

"That's a good girl Jamie, that's a good girl." Janice massaged the
inside of Jamie's thigh with her free hand. Jamie's shock wore off and she
started screaming as Janice began twisting her hand inside the womb of the young
girl.

Jamie's hips thumped against the mattress as Janice started thrusting
with her impaled arm, her fingers pinched, prodded, and explored deep in Jamie's
body as she pounded into her.

Robert could see Jamie's arms cord as she tried to fight against Bertha's
hold, but it was a lost cause. Bertha started rocking Jamie's body to meet
Janice's movements. With her free hand Janice started playing with Jamie's
clit.

"Noooooo, Nooooo!" Jamie screamed as Janice worked on her sex. Bertha
shifted her body so her nipple was pressed against Jamie's lips. Jamie tried to
roll her head away, but Janice slapped her belly.

"Suck it, suck it!" Janice's fist drove deep in Jamie's sex. She
continued to slap Jamie till she started sucking Bertha's huge tit. Robert had
never seen anything more disgusting than the huge mass of flesh sucked into
Jamie's mouth.

Rod stepped in front of the camera and smiled. He didn't say a word.
With his evil grin Rod tugged hard on Carol's nipple chain. Carol yelped, her
tits went taut under the strain of the chains pull.

"Go help Janice baby." Rod let the chain fall to the ground, Carol
rubbed her aching breasts, and whimpered as she crawled to where Janice was
still fist fucking Jamie.

The slurping of Janice's fist being removed from Jamie's sex caused
Robert to cringe.

Janice took hold of Carol's nipple chain and tugged her toward Jamie.

"Give me your hand." Carol raised her hand. Janice poured oil over.

"Come on, you know what to do." Carol hesitated for an instant, then
moved her glimmering hand towards Jamie's sex. Jamie's screams were a spike
being driven through Robert's brain. Carol worked her fingers into a ball,
spreading the oil over her hand, she then slid them into Jamie's opening.
Carol's wrist was smaller than Janice's, and the insertion was easier. It was
obvious that Carol didn't want to fist fuck Jamie, but with Janice pulling hard
on her nipples with the chain, she had no choice.

"Come on, fuck her harder!" Carol looked behind her, back at Janice, she
was pouring oil over her hand.

Carol turned her head and started fisting Jamie in earnest. Robert could
hear Carol cry out as Janice's fingers slid in her sex.

The fabric of the chair ripped in Robert's hands.

Rod stepped in front of the screen and began speaking.

"My little Carol doesn't much like to be fisted herself Buddy, but I like
seeing it." The camera focused in on Carol's pretty young face. There was a
mixture of revulsion, and pain, in her eyes as she continued to thrust her fist
deep in Jamie's sex, while Janice's hand pounded into her own belly.

Robert's mouth was dry, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. After
Carol had fist fucked Jamie for awhile, Janice tugged her away by pulling on the
nipple chains. Carol's hand popped out of Jamie's sex with an audible pop, then
another woman moved between Jamie's spread legs and started fist fucking Jamie.
Carol collapsed on the floor near Jamie and started sobbing, the camera focused
in on her heaving back, and her tortured crying.

The camera moved and focused in on Jamie's face, it disappeared between
Bertha's legs. The huge woman straddled Jamie's head and lowered her sex onto
Jamie's mouth. Two other women moved to grab Jamie's hands while Bertha started
riding Jamie's mouth. It took mere moments before Bertha's massive tits
shuddered, and she came in a monumental orgasm.

Robert closed his eyes, he could hear the vile happenings on the screen,
but he couldn't look anymore. He could hear Jamie's screams, and the awful
sucking sounds, but he couldn't watch. He could feel his stomach churning and
he wanted to vomit. He couldn't believe what was happening. Even now, after 4
days, he couldn't believe it was all happening.

When he heard Rod's voice Robert opened his eyes.

"That's a great show Buddy, but I guess the boys got a little bored."
The camera left the unnatural happenings with Jamie, and focused in on Susan.
She was kneeling on the floor, her hands were being held behind her back by one
of the men. He was naked, and his cock was hard, and threatening, behind her.

Susan started screaming as another man approached her from the front.
She tried to fight the man holding her, Robert could see her arms twist, but she
couldn't break free.

A man stood in front of Susan, he held a long piece of string, it was
string, but thick string. The man started playing with Susan's nipple,
pinching, pulling, and twisting the flesh till it grew hard in his fingers. He
formed a little loop at the end of the string and pulled it tight around Susan's
nipple.

"NOOOOOO! NOOO!, please..." the man tugged hard on the string, and the
loop tightened around Susan's aureole.

Quickly, the biker looped a second piece of string around Susan's other
nipple. He stepped back, his yellow teeth were visible in the light as he
grinned. Susan's breasts stretched as the man pulled the string taut. The
other man still held Susan's hands behind her back, with the tension on her
breasts, the flesh was pulled into sharp points.

Jamie's screams erupted in the background. Robert felt his stomach was
about to let loose.

The man holding Susan's wrists bent forward and whispered something in
her ear. Robert couldn't hear what he said, he wasn't sure he wanted to hear.
He could see Susan's lip quiver as a tear ran down her face.

The man holding the string ripped at the cord. Susan's pained screams
rang through the room, and the man holding her wrists let go. In a vain
attempt, Susan tried to crawl forward and relieve the strain on her nipples.

"Please, please-----Ahhhhhhhh!" Susan almost fell forward as the man
tugged hard on her breasts again. Robert watched in horror as Susan crawled
behind the man like a dog, being led by her tortured breasts. She tried to beg,
to plead, but she never moved to grab the string. Her pleas only seemed make
the man pull her harder on her nipples.

The camera jerked to the right and focused on the mass of writhing female
flesh lying on the floor. Jamie was on her back, her legs were spread wide, and
a woman was on top of her. At first Robert couldn't figure out what was going
on. The woman's hips were bucking, her breasts were crushed against Jamie's,
their moist bodies shone in the light. Only when the woman's hips rose could he
see the massive strap on dildo pummeling Jamie's sex.

The camera zoomed in on Jamie's face. Tears streamed down her cheeks as
the woman clamped her mouth on Jamie's. Robert could see the woman's tongue
exploring Jamie's mouth.

Robert closed his eyes for an instant, unable to bear it. When he opened
them again, the camera had moved to Susan. She was bent over a rail, her legs
were spread wide and a man was fucking her from behind. Her tits were pulled
taut by the string, and the camera followed the thin white lines away from her
tortured breasts. Robert saw Rod pulling hard on the strings. The camera
zoomed in, Carol was on her knees in front of him, trying to deep throat Rod's
cock. His eyes were closed, and he was pulling impossibly hard on the string in
the midst of his pleasure. Carol's wrists were cuffed behind her back as her
head moved up and down over Rod's rampant cock. Robert could hear Carol gagging
as she tried to take in his member.

A chorus of chants rose from the direction of Susan.

"Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him....." A crowd of men stood around where
Susan was being raped. Robert could see her driving back with her hips to meet
the man's thrusts. With each movement her breasts seemed to stretch impossibly
as the string pulled taut.

The camera moved to catch Jamie screaming. She was pushed face down on a
woman laying on her back. Robert could see the massive dildo impaled in her sex
as she rode the woman. Jamie's young body strained to accommodate the massive
shaft. The woman's arms were locked around Jamie's back, holding her down.

The camera zoomed out, and Robert could see Janice standing over Jamie.
She was pouring oil over the massive strap on rubber phallus locked around her
waist.

Janice knelt behind Jamie, with her oil soaked fingers she pried open
Jamie's nether hole, then inching the massive dildo deep in Jamie's rectum, she
started anal fucking her. Jamie's screams were unbearable as the huge rubber
shaft penetrated her.

The camera moved quickly to the left. Susan was on her knees, the
strings attached to her breasts were limp, and fell to the floor, not held by
Rod or the other men. Susan rubbed her aching tits and sobbed.

"God, please, no, please, stop..." A man moved in behind Susan, Robert
could see the massive strap on dildo he held in his hands. He started working
the harness up between Susan's legs and over her hips. The huge rubber pole
swayed under its own weight as it was attached to Susan's waist.

"Please, please, stop this, you can't..." Susan's words trailed off in
desperation. Behind her the man reached around and cupped her breasts, then
lifted her to her feet.

When she was standing the man grabbed for the reins, or the string,
that still dangled from her nipples. He directed her toward where Jamie was
face down on the woman. The strap on that was attached to Susan's body must
have been a good 12" long.

Jamie screamed out in pain as the woman below continued to fuck her.

The man pulled Susan forward so she was behind Jamie, the looming rubber
cock above her sister's backside. With the leads attached to her breasts, the
man forced Susan to her knees by jerking the string hard forward.

"AHHHHH, please, don't!" Susan screamed out, the tears pouring down her
face. "Stop this, please!"

Janice knelt next to Susan and started pouring oil over the strap on,
she then lined up the massive dildo with Jamie's rear opening.

In a sudden movement Susan was tugged forward, her nipples were pulled
painfully, and the strap on she wore was forced deep in Jamie's ass.

"Nooooooo, Nooooo!" Susan screamed as the massive prick penetrated her
sister's ass. Janice moved behind Susan and took hold of her hips, forcing her
to fuck Jamie in deep thrusts.

Jamie's horrible screams filled the warehouse. Robert finally hit the
stop button and the screen went blank. He collapsed on his knees and sobbed.

Barely able to control his shaking hand Robert looked through the folder
Lisa had given him. He could find some money for Rod, but would it be enough?

(Next, Day Five). Thanks for reading. Semiater
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