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Cute Part Eight
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Cute - Part Eight
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*IMPORTANT WARNING - PLEASE READ*
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This story is intended for broad-minded adults only. The series
includes several taboo subjects including some heavy S&M and very
young participants, and to many would be considered offensive.
It isn't intended to portray any part of real-life, and is purely
fiction. I would find such events abhorrent if real - However as
fiction they have an appeal that might be considered similar to the
'blood, guts, and gore' that result in many millions reading Stephen
King novels.
If you do enjoy *all* types of rude stories, from cute to kinky,
slightly dirty to downright obscene, please read on. Otherwise, as
they say, please do press CTRL C now...
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On the day of the 'dinner party' for Sophie and Juliette, Ian woke up
late. It must have been noon, when Aunt Tina entered the bedroom with
a tray of lunch.
Tina had been practicing her aerobics, and wore her tight black work-
out gear, the appearance being as if she'd just stepped out of an MC
Hammer MTV video. "Hi Kid! How are you today?"
Ian checked himself (paying particulr attention to his cock) and told
her he was fine. The cream she'd given him after the events with her
little majorette friend, Nikki, seemed to have worked wonders, and it
was back to its normal erect self. She sat on the edge of the bed, and
explained her plans for the afternoon.
"I'm cooking some food for us all, then at about 5.00 I'll go and
collect Juliette! Sophie's been on the phone, we had a chat. She's
coming round in an hour or two, so that I can get to know her a little
better!"
Ian asked whether her purchases had been delivered from the outing to
the sex-store. "Oh yes - we're going to have a very dirty couple of
days Ian! Are you ready for them darling?" As she spoke, she pushed
her hand under the duvet, and gently grasped his swolen penis, moving
it backwards and forwards. "Yes Aunty...Yes, I'm ready..."
"Kid, some of the stuff we do might be a little, you know, unsavoury,
but you don't care do you? Even if they meant that your girlfriends
got hurt a little?" Ian was ready to trust his life to the woman, so
told her so. "You're in charge Aunty - You do what you like, really!"
She left him with the message that he should stay in bed while she
prepared things, so when she left the room, he reached down for the
stash of magazines, keen to get rid of his hard-on! When he picked up
the case it seemed lighter than it had, so kneeling on the bed, he
flicked the combination locks, and checked inside.
A flush of worry hit him when he saw that it was almost empty. A note
had been placed on top of what little remained, which he read, with
concern.
"Ian - I wanted you in the right mood for this evening so I'm
afraid that I've taken your dirty magazines. It's a shame to
split up such a colletion, but I've sent some to your Mom and Dad
so they know what kind of boy you are! (Thet'll be awfully cross
with you don't you think?)
The worst ones I've put in an envelope, with a note to explain
that they're yours. If you have any second thoughts about letting
me do what I like tonight, I'm afraid that they'll be posted to
the police! I think they might lock you up for those little-girl
pictures. It might be nice for you in a prison, I think that the
other convicts would really take to you!
I was shocked at the picture of Michaela! That's my daughter Ian,
she's only six! What sort of fantasies did you have about her? I
noticed the stains of cum all over the photograph, and for that
you'll have to be punished!
Please don't think about running away. You know that I'll catch
you, and I'd rather that you endured your punishments like a man.
When you're ready, come down-stairs, and I'll tie you up.
Your loving Aunty Tina
x-x-x
"
"SHIT!" he thought aloud. Dad would kill him this time - and was Tina
serious about sending the pictures to the police? He couldn't risk the
chance, so dressing, went down-stairs, his hard-on having quickly
softened at this turn of events.
Tina stood at the foot of the stairs, obviously waiting for me.
"You've seen then?" she asked in a stern voice. "Yes Aunty" Ian
replied meekly. "Undress Ian... I'm going to tie you up here at the
foot of the stairs. Sit on the third step for me will you?"
He sat down in the entrance hall steps, undressing until he was naked.
Aunty looped a rope around each knee, looping each one round a
bannister rail, then tugging. The effect was first of his knees
spreading, then as she continued pulling, his ass being lifted from
the steps. The addition of ropes strapping his elbows up to the hand-
rails left Ian suspended above the steps, thighs stretched apart.
"Ian darling. I hope you understand that I had to do this. I love you,
and I think I'll love Sophie and Juliette, but I need to dominate and
hurt you all... Do you see why?"
"Aunty... I don't mind you hurting me, but please don't do anything
too painful to me?" he pleaded, trying to lift his head and look at
her.
"We'll see." Ian heard the door bell go, and she turned towards it.
"That will be Sophie!" she told him, as she pulled it open. Sophie
looked typically slutty, in a short halter-top and a tight pair of
jeans, that had been deliberately torn along the thighs, and across
the cheeks of her buttocks.
Ian guessed from her lack of concern, that Sophie had been warned of
his predicament. "Hi Ian! I can see right up your ass from here! Are
you embarassed" she giggled. "Yeah, Just a bit Sophie" he told her,
angry at the lack of respect, and clenching his buttocks. Tina pulled
a couple of seats from the kitchen, positioning each towards him.
"Sophie... Why don't we start by listening to the rest of your story.
Ian, If you need anything just ask. By the way, if you cum, you'll
have to swallow it afterwards! And if you interrupt we'll make you
cum!"
"Aww shit Aunty - that's disgusting!" Ian told her. "Ian, I love you
so I'll give you one chance, and that was it. Your next comment will
mean semen in the mouth time! And just to help you feel nice and sexy
while Sophie tells her tale, I've got some presents for you!". Opening
her handbag, she pulled out what Ian took to be a small cotton
handkerchief. Dangling it between her fingers she waved it at him, and
he saw that it was actually a tiny pair of panties.
"They're Michaela's Ian and I'm going to put them into your mouth!"
Sophie looked at Ian's Aunty uncertainly. "Michaela's my six year old
daughter Soph. Would you believe that your pervert boyfriend has been
masturbating over a photograph of her? Look at it! It's all covered in
his nasty cum!" After looking at the picture Sophie commented "She's
lovely isn't she? I'd love to sleep with her". "Play your cards right
girl, and you never know" Tina replied smiling. Sophie smiled at Ian,
raised the photo to her lips, and licked off the crusty dried cum from
its glossy surface. "Just so that I can look at it properly" she said
in a little-girl voice, as she pushed a hand down the front of her
tight jeans.
"Later Sophie, later. I want to hear your story first !" said Tina,
yanking the photo back, then kneeling next to Ian. She pushed her
little daughter's panties into his mouth, that was dutifully open.
Having held his head up for the previous ten minutes his neck was
aching badly, something Tina seemed to realise as she pushed a pillow
beneath it. "Now, what else have I got for you here", she pondered as
she rumaged through her bag. "Oh yes! You'll love these!" she said
holding three small vibrators in her hand. They were only 4-5" long
and little thicker than the pen-light batteries they contained.
"Are those Michaela's as well?" Sophie giggled. "You're a slut Sophie"
said Tina laughing, as she flicked a switch on the base of the first.
She held it, as it buzzed and vibrated against Ian's erect cock then
pulled a length of adhesive tape from a dispenser. "Just to keep it in
place darling. It should feel nice until I have to peel it off!".
Tightly she strapped it against his penis, then switched on the second
vibrator, and pushed it between his spread buttocks. It entered his
rectum easily, as his anus spasmed trying to reject the invading
object. "He's trying to push it out Tina!" warned Sophie, but Tina
shook her head. "Don't worry Sophie, he'll have to shit it out!". With
that she turned on the third, and pressed it against the inch of
plastic that was exposed. Soon both vibrators, one behind the other
were completely inside him, Tina's finger pushed into his ass. "Ohh. I
wanted one!" said Sophie pouting. "Get on with the story Sophie and
you can have whatever you want darling!"
Sophie pulled a wad of papers from her pocket and looked at Ian's
Aunty. "You know it's all about little girls being hurt don't you?"
Tina nodded, "Don't worry Sophie, it's all only a story. Just make it
really nasty for me will you?" "Oh yes" she replied. "It is very
nasty. I think you'll like it !"
Sophie gazed at Ian who was now bouncing up and down in his bondage,
as the three vibrators pushed him towards the orgasm he was trying to
avoid. "I hope this really turns you on Ian babes! I'd love to kiss
you when your mouth was full of cum!" she said, then started to tell
her story.
"Do you know the story so far Tina? A school-bus of pretty little
girls along with some of their attractive mothers, has been
hijacked by its driver and some men. They'd thought they were
stopping to use the rest-room, but haven't been allowed to. One
of the kids, a cute ten year old called Jenny, has been whipped
and made to drink another girl's mothers piss. She's called
Samantha by the way. Afterwards, Samantha beat up Jenny's mom and
really badly damaged her pussy.
Anyway, this had all been going on outside whilst inside the bus,
the passengers were desperate to use a toilet, while the driver
was getting bored. All the fun seemed to be outside, while he had
to watch the mothers and children less they tried to escape.
The bus had a central isle, two seats on each side. Around its
centre was a pair of large tables, each about 5 foot long, with
four seats pointing inwards towards each. He walked over to them,
and onto one placed a large crate, and a polythene refuse bag. On
the other he placed three tripods, two suspending large
photographic flash lamps, the third, an expensive looking camera.
"Ok sluts, kids, we're going to play a game. One of my hobbies is
photography so I thought I'd indulge myself. In the box are some
clothes and props that we had made. In the next ten minutes
you're to dress up your horny little daughters and yourselves and
you're going to model for me! Now, there's some rules. The first
is that the pose you use must involve you both pissing into the
bag when I press the shutter! The second is that it must be
theme, you know? Like you could both be school-girl lovers or
something? I guess I should also warn you that if I don't think
it looks very kinky, cute and sick, there's a prize you wouldn't
want, believe me. Any questions sluts?"
One of the little girls raises her hand. "What is it kid?". "My
mummy's not here" she said diminutively. "Any other of you kids
on your own?" One other raised her little arm. "Ok babies. Did
you see what that lady did to your little friend Paula out there?
You did? Well, unless you want the same treatment you're going to
come and sit with me, and make me feel good. The rest of you
cunts better get started, the clock's started bitches!"
The two girls walked to the front of the bus, while the various
mothers made a dash for the crate. They fought over various
garments before returning to their seats, and starting to explain
to their children the need to do what the driver asked.
The two little girls tentatively approached the driver. Both wore
the little uniform gymslips that left most of their girlish legs
exposed, with little frilled ankle socks and black shiny shoes on
their young feet. The older of the pair looked to be about 11,
while the younger one couldn't have been over 7.
"What's your names kids?" asked the driver. The older spoke first
saying "I'm Anna, and this is my little sister, Jacqui. Please
don't hurt us?"
"Well, that depends" replied the driver. He sat on the bus dash-
board, towering above the children. "You two going to do what I
tell you to?" "Yes... I promise" said Anna. "What about you
Jacqui?" "Uh huh" she said, her cute little round face smiling at
him. "You haven't a clue what's going on have you kid?" he said
to the naive child. Reaching to the front of his pants, he pulled
out his huge erect cock, it's 10 inches longer than little
Jacqui's fore-arm, and probably thicker.
"Do you know what this is Jacqui? No? What about you Anna? You
do? I bet you're a real slut aren't you Anna. You'd like me to
push it into your little cunt? You wouldn't? You better do what I
tell you to then."
He told the two girls to hug each other. Obediantly, they wrapped
their arms around one anothers backs. "Let me see you touching
each other's bottoms under the panties." Anna knelt down, keeping
her arms around her baby sister, then dropped them to the back of
her slim baby-doll thighs. Running them upwards her arms lifted
the little girl's skirt hem, until the seven year old's waist was
visible above the waist of the white cotton panties. She then
slipped her palms back down but under the elasticated waist,
until they rested on Jacqui's buttocks. "Do the same Jacqui!" he
ordered, relishing the sight as the little kid repeated her
sister's actions. "Good girls! Now you're goin to kiss each
other. When you kiss, I want to see your tongues pushing into
each others mouths yeah?"
The two little sisters made a beautiful sight as the kissed and
loved each other, their little pink tongues entwined, hands
massaging each others butts, like a pair of tarts in a porn
movie. The driver was now masturbating as he enjoyed the scene,
and moved forwards, to kneel next to them. His cock was now at
the height of Jacqui's parted lips, so he moved it gently forward
towards the intersection of tongues. They knew better than to
stop, when his blood-filled helmet touched, but as he dripped a
little globule of pre-cum into their shared spittle Anna pulled
back.
"Did I tell you to stop slut?" he asked. "No, umm, sorry" she
said dolefully. "But it tasted horrible, and also I need the
toilet...." "So do I" said little Jacqui, who was still smiling.
An evil glint returned to the drivers eyes as he pulled out two
bottles from his pocket. Waving one he said "I put this stuff in
your cokes. One drop and you all need to go! Kiss again sluts!"
As they returned to their embrace, he opened the first bottle and
dripped four or five drops onto each of their tongues. "Move your
legs further apart Jacqui". The little girl stood, her feet a few
inches apart, but quickly spread them when he gave her a harsh
slap on the inner thigh. Her sisters knees likewise spread two
foot apart, to avoid similar treatment. "Now kids, I want you to
push two of your fingers from one hand into your sisters bottom
hole. I want to see your other hand pushed, still from behind and
under the panties, between the thighs so that your hand is
against your sister's pussy. When its there look at me."
The sight of their hands stretching one another's panties was
delicious, and soon he could see from the outline that they had
done as he'd requested. Each had squeeled as their anus had been
invaded by the sisters fingers but could only push closer
together when trying to escape the penetration.
As they looked at him, he opened the other bottle, that contained
some tiny silver-coloured globules of metal. He emptied one onto
the padded section of a small band-aid plaster then stuck it
against the busses floor. He emptied the remaining metal globules
onto two larger band-aids then with his free hand pulled the two
girls slightly apart. Against the outlined finger that covered
each girlish pussy, he stuck a plaster onto the cotton panty
material. "You need the toilet badly yet?" he asked each one.
Both said yes, but he knew it wasn't that bad or they'd know it
for sure! "Watch me" he ordered.
Anna and Jaquie followed his gaze down to the plaster on the
floor. "Did you see those little blobs of metal? That was called
phospherous. It's nasty stuff if it gets wet!" With that he spat
on the band-aid. As the spit sank through the ventilation holes,
a hiss preceeded a fizzling sound and burning flame. In seconds
the band-aid was nothing but a bubble of melted plastic, and
beneath it a half inch deep hole was burnt into the busses
linoleum floor.
"Now if one of you should piss accidentily, that's what will
happen to your little pussy, and your sisters pretty hand! Since
that stuff I gave you will make you want to go to the toilet very
badly you'd be best to pinch each others pee-holes tightly
together! Get to it kids!"
The two children understood, and pulled one another even closer.
The driver saw each grimace as their urethra's were pinched, then
further grimacing as the liquid he had administered began to take
full effect.
"Anna... I can't hold on" wept Jaquie. "Nor can I sis" moaned
Anna. "I'm just going to have to let go. Pinch me tighter, you
must...."
"Arggg" cried the little sister, as the bus driver saw a small
red spot of blood trickle down the inside of her thigh. "Your
fingernails Anna!" "Sorry..." replied the sister, knowing that
there was nothing she could do to prevent piercing the skin of
Jacquie's groin. A little drip of urine followed the blood trail,
and the driver knew now that the seven year old had lost control
of her bladder, the pinching fingers being all that prevented the
burning of her labia.
"Hold it like that for five minutes and I'll take off the burning
stuff" the driver told them. Before standing, he pushed his cock
back to their inter-twined tongues, and with a few quick jerks of
his wrist, started to ejaculate. The first spurt of dirty white
cum made a pool on Jacquie's tongue but was stretched between
their lips as the second string of ejaculate landed right across
Anna's face. "Lick it off Jacquie!" he ordered, cumming into the
seven year-old's pigtailed brunette hair as she collected more
sperm from her sisters face, onto her cute little tongue.
As his orgasm subsided the sister's faces were a mess of cum
strands, that stretched from a girlish pouting lip to a cute
button nose, between their teeth and tongues, whilst some dripped
towards their chins. Each face was contorted as they tried to
restrain their bladders, and both now had a trickle of blood
running from the crotch to their little white socks. "Four
minutes to go kids...."
Sophie paused at this point. "How's it going Ian?" she asked. He was
flushed with excitement from the vibrators in his rectum, on his cock,
and her sick story. A muffled yell came from his pantie filled lips.
"What's wrong baby. Do you want to cum?" she asked. "You'll have to
swallow it afterwards... Are you sure?" The need to cum was immense to
the tied up boy, though the idea of having his own male sperm in his
mouth was sufficiently obscene that he shook his head to the negative.
"He disagreed with you Sophie! You really should punish him for that!"
said Tina, passing Sophie a short dog-whip. "He'll probably cum when
you beat him, so be ready!"
Sophie approached Ian with the whip, reached into his mouth and pulled
out the little-girl panties. He was silent, knowing not to speak out
of turn, as Sophie placed their crotch against the head of his cock,
then raised the whip.
SWISH! She brought the whip hard down onto his scrotum, causing him to
scream like he was posessed. Again she lifted it, but this time with a
CRACK landed it onto his cock. As he screamed again, his penis jerked,
and flooded the panty material with the contents of his balls. She
jacked his cock with her hand, until his orgasm subsided, and a large
gooey mess covered the white cotton, then pushed it into his mouth. He
tried to spit it out, but the panties prevented more than a trickle
from running out of his lips.
"It tastes lovely doesn't it darling!" said Sophie, as she lowered her
own head, and licked the sticky trail from his chin. "Don't you wish
you were homosexual and you could taste it all the time?" Ian shut his
eyes, in absolute degradation, but already his prick was once again
starting to harden.
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End of Part 8.
Comments
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Well guys, sorry for the wait! It was Sunder04 that prompted me to
write this latest chapter, so thanks anon-sk for that - Your story was
as good as ever.
As he says, its the comments that keep me writing, since at least they
show someone's reading the stuff, and I do find the idea's inspiring.
I'm pretty much ready to go on with the next chapter. Some ideas I
want include:-
Some scenarios for the girl's "photo session" on the bus. Please
describe the dress, the girls/mothers themselves, and what they
do, and I promise to use any that appeal to me.
Ian's girlfriend, 12 year old Juliette is due to arrive soon,
dressed for a party and unaware (as are her parents) of Tina's
malicious intentions. Some ideas of what will happen?
I've followed 'requests' and made this harder than some of its pre-
decessors. Is this what readers want? I enjoy writing regular erotica
(eg Cute01) as well as S&M and I've no particular thing for or against
using young characters.
Upload something soon. As soon as (and only when) I read your
comments, I'll get the next episode written (probably within a day or
two).
Anonymous. 6th May 1991
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