FATHER KNOWS BEST by Amandablonde

Father Knows Best

CHAPTER ONE

Kurt Ramstein had had a difficult day. A shipment of his company’s most exclusive product, bespoke child pornography destined for special clients in the USA and Canada had been hijacked by a Mexican gang who had demanded a ransom for its release. It had cost the firm over one hundred thousand dollars to get the product back and Kurt was seriously pissed off. The profit margin had been all but eliminated from the shipment. He slammed the front door as he arrived home and threw his briefcase onto the floor. He swore as he slumped into his favorite couch in front of his wide screen smart television.

Kurt’s wife, Amanda quickly sized up the situation. She silently opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a beer, walking quickly across to Kurt and handing it to him. He took it without comment. Amanda put her arms around Kurt’s neck and kissed the top of his head.

“Tough day at the office baby?”

“Yeah you could say that.”

“Can I make it better for you baby?”

“You can try …”

Amanda smiled to herself and walked to the pile of DVDs next to the television. She selected one and slipped it into the player, turning on the screen at the same time. She knew that this was one of Kurt’s favorites: the gang rape of a six year old Latina girl with the girl’s mother helping the rapists. The credits came up and then the movie began. A woman and girl were walking along a beach. The woman led the girl by the hand and walked close to where a group of young men were playing beach volleyball. The woman, who wore a “dental floss” tiny bikini that barely covered her breasts and pussy, winked at the men and posed her daughter for them. The child wore a tiny bikini just like her mom’s. The men stopped their game and called out to the mother, making depraved suggestions. She smiled and gestured with her head that they should follow her. Mother and daughter continued to walk down the beach with the men following.

Kurt began to relax. He let out a long sigh and sipped on his beer as he watched the movie.

“Fuck yeah this is a good one babe …”

Amanda knelt beside Kurt and kissed him nuzzling into his body as she turned to watch the movie with him. Her blonde locks fell onto his shoulder and she pressed her fabulous figure into the side of his body. She whispered in his ear.

“You want Carrie to suck you babe?”

“Yeah, that would be good …”

Amanda lifted her head and looked towards where their five year old daughter Carrie was playing with her dolls.

“Hey Carrie honey, come over here and help daddy relax. He has had a bad day.”

The child looked up and grinned, leaving her dolls and padding silently over to her parents.

Amanda directed Carrie to kneel between her husband’s splayed legs. Amanda pulled down Kurt’s zipper and reached in to find his cock. She pulled down his pants a little and pulled his cock free, caressing the shaft of his cock. With one hand on Kurt’s cock and the other on the back of Carrie’s head Amanda guided their tiny blonde curly headed daughter till her lips caressed Kurt’s cock head. Carrie had clearly done this before. She was confident and relaxed as she took her father’s cock in both her tiny hands, allowing Amanda to release her grasp. Carrie opened her lips and slowly engulfed Kurt’s cock in her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on the head, her tongue lashing the cock head.

“Fuck Yeah,” said Kurt softly.

Amanda shimmied up beside him, her right hand on the back of Carrie’s head as she slowly forced the child deeper onto his cock. Amanda kissed Kurt on the neck and whispered to him.

“Feel good baby?”

“Yeah, it does …”

“Ain’t we lucky that our gorgeous five year old cock sucking daughter has learnt so well!”

Kurt sucked in his breath as his cock penetrated Carrie’s throat. She had only recently learned to deep throat him but already she was quite an expert.

On the screen the movie showed the mother and daughter walking along the beach towards some dunes. They quickened their pace as the men followed. Soon they were running, with the men close behind. The mother dragged her daughter up over the lip of the dune and disappeared from view. The men ran after them and surrounded mother and daughter in a flat area, shielded from view within the dunes. The men began to maul the mother’s breasts and cunt.

They tore off her skimpy bikini. She moaned in arousal and spoke to the men in rapid Portuguese. They laughed. One produced four pairs of hand cuffs. They cuffed the mother’s wrists and ankles to those of her daughter, after tearing off the child’s bikini. The mother lay down with her daughter pinned to her body by the cuffs. The woman spread her arms and legs, pulling the child’s arms and legs wide as she did so. The child began screaming and struggling in pain. The men laughed and stripped off their swimming trunks, revealing six hard throbbing cocks. The camera panned in for a close shot of their cocks and laughing faces, and the faces of the mother and daughter. The mother was urging the men on to gang rape her daughter as the child screamed and thrashed.

Amanda stretched out beside Kurt and watched the movie with him, as Carrie deep throated her father. Her little hands cupped his balls as her curly blonde head bobbed up and down. Kurt sipped on his beer, relaxed now as he watched the gang rape on screen and felt the sensations of Carrie sucking deeply on his cock. Amanda watched as well, masturbating herself with both hands as she watched the screen intently, obviously reveling in the child rape movie.

Kurt gave a low laugh.

“Jesus you are a sick bitch Amanda!”

“Uh huh. That’s why you married me baby!”

She was breathing heavily now as she watched the rape on screen, her fingers frigging her clit and pussy furiously.

One of the men had driven the full length of his large cock into the child’s vagina, tearing it open. The child screamed and thrashed. The man and the mother kissed each other passionately. Four of the men knelt either side and put their cocks into the hands of the mother and daughter, making them jerk them off. The last man knelt at the woman’s head, sliding his cock over her face and lips and into the child’s mouth. The woman licked the underside of his shaft as he face raped the child.

The gang rape went on for around ten minutes but eventually all six of the men came, ejaculating their semen over the body of the now unconscious child. The woman was babbling in Portuguese, thanking them for raping her daughter.

The sight of the men in the movie cumming pushed Amanda over the edge. She bucked and shuddered into her fingers, raising up her hips as waves of pleasure swept over her.

“UGH! UGH! UGH!”

Kurt put both of his hands on Carrie’s head and held her still as he came, pumping his semen deep into her stomach. The child did not panic. She had been sucking off her father ever since she was a baby and used her throat muscles to massage his cock, expertly draining every last drop of precious semen.

“HOT DAMN!” groaned Kurt as he allowed Carrie off his cock and fell back into the soft cushions of the couch.

Amanda smiled down at him.

“That feel better now baby?”

“Yeah, that was good.”

“I am glad we could do that for you Kurt darling. Your dinner is ready if you want it.”

“Sure, and let’s have Carrie sleep with us tonight. We can have some fun with her while we watch some more porn together …”

“Whatever you say Kurt darling. After all, father knows best!”

They all laughed as they walked naked to the dining table. Carrie was laughing too, although she was too young to understand the joke. Kurt and Amanda looked knowingly at each other. There was a great deal for Carrie still to learn.

CHAPTER TWO 

After dinner, Kurt, Amanda and Carrie luxuriated in their king sized bed in the master bedroom suite. A large screen covered one wall. On it, incest porn was playing, showing scenes of mothers and fathers molesting their daughters and sons and siblings molesting each other. In one scene a mother sucked on the cock of her baby son, his legs wriggling in delight, as she masturbated with her free hand. In another, a baby daughter suckled on the cock of her father, the child’s mother guiding his cock to the baby’s mouth and stroking the shaft to stimulated the flow of delicious semen for the little girl. In a third scene a mother supervises the gang rape of a pre teen girl by her three older brothers. The mother holds the screaming girl down while her brothers ram hard into her pussy, her anus and then her mouth. The mother urges her sons on lovingly, excited by the violent gang rape.

Kurt, Amanda and Carrie are all naked and fuck and suck as they watch the porn. They alternate positions. At one point Amanda goes on her hands and knees, raising her ass up and pressing her face down into the mattress. Kurt rams his cock hard into her with long, savage thrusts, his hands on her hips to steady her. Amanda moans in pleasure as Kurt roughly fucks her, one leg thrust forward so that his foot can force Amanda’s head down deeper into the mattress. Carrie lies underneath them, her lips and tongue playing on the thrusting shaft of her father’s cock from below.

Later, Amanda holds Carrie on the bed face up while Kurt licks and bites the child’s bald pink baby pussy. Carrie squeals in delight with pleasure coursing through her entire body. Amanda directs Carrie to focus on the child pornography on screen, to imbed in her mind the link between kiddie porn and pleasure. Kurt relentlessly and expertly brings Carrie to the brink of orgasm, and keeps her there for a full quarter hour, before allowing her to crash over the crest of ecstasy. Her little body bucked and shuddered as she came, with Amanda clapping and laughing in perverted delight.

Kurt then moves up between Carrie’s legs as Amanda pulls her puffy pink cunt lips apart. Kurt slides his rejuvenated hard cock between Carrie’s baby cunt lips, Amanda making a tunnel of love for him as she pulls the skin over his thrusting cock. Kurt thrusts back and forth, at first slowly and steadily and then faster and stronger. He times his climax to drag a second orgasm from the child, who screams as she cums, her tiny body bucking up again and again to meet the thrusts of her father’s ejaculating cock. Carrie is rewarded with long think ropes of sticky cum on her face, chest and belly. Amanda smears the cum all over Carrie’s face and body, as she passionately kisses her husband.

After a rest, Amanda lays back and props herself up on pillows, watching one of her favourite child rape movies. Four male home invaders tie up a mother and force her to watch as the brutally strip, restrain, torture and gang rape her pre teen daughter. Kurt and Carrie lie between Amanda’s legs, licking and sucking her clit and pussy to repeated orgasms as Amanda watches the rape. Amanda shouts obscenities, urging the men on to ever more brutal savagery as she grinds her hips up to the faces of her husband and daughter.

The trio eventually falls asleep naked in each other’s arms. Later, however, in the pre dawn hours, Kurt and Amanda wake and quietly discuss what had happened in Mexico, with Amanda lovingly caressing Kurt’s cock and he sliding his middle finger over Amanda’s clit and into her vagina.

Kurt tells Amanda that he is pretty sure that he knows who was responsible for hijacking the consignment of child porn and holding it for ransom. He wants to confirm his suspicions and then take his revenge, using his allies in the Mexican underworld for help.

“Who do you think it is?” asks Amanda.

“Pablo Escrita,” responds Kurt simply.

Amanda smiles in the darkness and puts her hands over Kurt’s probing finger, inviting rougher treatment.

“He has a wife and daughter, doesn’t he?”

“Yes, two daughters in fact, five and three …”

Kurt smiled back at Amanda and pushed three fingers into her creaming cunt.

Amanda stretched out luxuriously, her arms above her head and her legs splayed wide apart, her hips raised and her mouth open in a silent cry of delight.

“Are you thinking what I am thinking …?” snarled Kurt.

Amanda’s breathing was heavy. She nodded.

“UH HUH!”

In her mind Amanda pictured the two little girls being raped and tortured by filthy Mexican bandits, the scene being filmed to be showed to Pablo Escrita and his wife. She imaged herself and Carrie watching hand in hand, she whispering to Carrie about what a good girl she was and how proud she and Kurt were of her. Amanda orgasmed one more time as the realization came to her: Carrie was going to play a key role in this act of revenge!

CHAPTER THREE

Three weeks later, Kurt, Amanda and Carrie were in Mexico City on the trail of Pablo Escrita. The found that he operated a child porn cinema in a seedy part of the city. They made their way there and Kurt showed the guard at the front desk his Glock pistol. That would protect them while inside. Amanda paid for the entry and they went into the cinema, seating themselves in the front row. The cinema was about half full in mid afternoon. It would get busier and rougher at night. On the screen a preteen girl was being gang raped by six men.

Her screams and wails filled the theater. A woman approached leading two tiny girls on chains attached to rings around their necks. She asked Kurt in Spanish if he wanted them to suck him off while he watched the movies. It was cheap, only around fifty dollars for as long as they wanted them.

Amanda paid and in fluent Spanish asked the woman to bring her a young boy to suck her off. The woman returned leading a boy around eight and forced him to his knees between Amanda’s legs. Amanda paid the woman and smiled at the boy, tousling his hair and slipping down her tights to expose her bald pussy. She instructed the boy in Spanish to lick her clit and pussy lips as she settled down to watch the child rape on screen, her head laid back against the top of the seat back. Her eyes feasted on the violent child porn in front of her.

Kurt had one of the girls around 6 between his legs sucking expertly on his cock. He pushed her head down hard until she tried to breathe, and then when she began to struggle he pushed down some more, almost throttling the child until he briefly let her take a gasping breath. On screen the men were clearly enjoying their gang rape of the child, snarling and laughing as they plundered all of her holes.

Carrie had the other girl, no more than three, sucking her little girl pussy as she watched the movie with her parents. She copied them, holding the child’s head hard on her naked flesh after hitching up her skirt and pulling her panties to one side. Carrie enjoyed watching child rape movies and this one was particularly violent. She moaned and cried out in pleasure, eventually orgasming and bucking her hips as she came.

The family attracted the attention of the rest of the audience, mostly men but some with girl friends or hookers. They watched the family get off to the child rape film, clearly enjoying their depraved reaction to it. Each time Amanda, Carrie or Kurt came, the audience applauded. The woman leading little girls around on chains was getting more and more business as men emulated the family.

After they had been in the cinema for around an hour, and they were onto their third child rape movie, Amanda noticed an elegant tall woman enter the cinema. She wore a fur coat and stiletto heels, her black hair falling around her shoulders. She walked around the cinema like she owned it, and noted Kurt, Amanda and Carrie as strangers, but not knowing who they were. Amanda watched as the woman spoke to the woman leading the little girl cock suckers, gesturing towards Kurt and his family but the woman just shrugged, having no idea who they were.

The elegant woman sat in the seat next to Kurt but one and slipped off her fur coat. Underneath she was naked and displayed her full breasts and shaved pussy. She began to masturbate ostentatiously, her legs splayed wide apart and her head thrown back. She orgasmed and lay quiet for some moments, and then turned to Kurt, addressing him in Spanish.

“You are new here. What is your name?”

“Hugo,” lied Kurt.

“So you and your family enjoy child rape movies. That is good. It is my specialty. This is my cinema my friend and I want you and your family to enjoy yourselves.”

“Thank you … and you are?”

“You may call me Monica. You may have heard of my husband, Pablo …”

“Yes he is very famous …”

Monica laughed and spit.

“He is a scum bag. But he is also very dangerous. Remember that my friend.”

Kurt assured Monica that he would. Then he took a risk and told Monica that he had come to Mexico City to hopefully do some business with Pablo. Monica snorted and spit again.

“You can do business with me. I do all the fucking work around here anyway. Pablo is in the south tending to his cocaine. He will be gone weeks. Tell me your business Hugo.”

Kurt thought quickly. He needed time to develop a plausible story.

\”May I discuss it with you at our hotel, or perhaps at your home, if I am not being presumptuous?”

Monica looked hard at Kurt for a moment and then smiled.

“No you are not being presumptuous. You may come home with me. Come with your family. I think I like you. I want you to fuck me in front of your wife and daughter.”

She lay down on the row of seats on top of her fur coat and spread her legs. Kurt looked at Amanda, who gave a small tight nod. She brought Carrie up onto her lap and they both watched as Kurt prepared to fuck Monica, his big hands stroking his large cock. Monica was staring at his cock and murmuring in Spanish, her hips moving in lustful anticipation. On the screen a child no more than six was being gang raped by a group of satanic priests. Her screams echoed around the theater.

“This is turning out to be an interesting day,” Kurt thought to himself.

His cock was hard once again and he commenced sliding into Monica’s wet, creaming cunt. She sighed in pleasure and raised her arms above her head, as she instructed Kurt to fuck her hard, without mercy or protection, like she was a filthy whore. Kurt obliged, his wife and daughter watching closely.

CHAPTER FOUR

Kurt drilled Monica hard and fast on the plush seats of the child porn cinema, as yet another brutal child rape movie played on the screen. She moaned in extreme arousal and pushed her hips back against Kurt’s plunging cock. A small crowd had gathered around to watch. Amanda instructed Carrie to jerk off any cocks within her reach as she did the same. Other women emulated Monica and stretched out along the row of seats for stray men to fuck. The front row of seats was soon a seething sex pit of lust. It was depraved and delightful. It was potentially dangerous however and Amanda was a little relieved when Monica screamed as she came around Kurt’s cock and milked his cock dry with her vaginal muscles. After taking a moment to gather her thoughts, Monica smiled at the family and suggested they leave.

“My car is right outside,” she intoned in a low voice, as rampant sex raged all around them.

Sure enough a black limousine was parked right outside the front door of the cinema. The uniformed driver jumped out at their approach and opened the side door. Monica got in first and took a seat facing back. Kurt, Amanda and Carrie took a bench seat facing forwards, right opposite Monica. Monica instructed the driver to take them home to her estate. They were off almost immediately.

Monica sat with her fur coat open and her body displayed. She slowly rubbed her clit as she explained a few things to Kurt and Amanda. She encouraged Carrie to follow her movements on her own body as she spoke. Amanda took Carrie onto her lap and spread her legs wide, so that she had ready access to her baby girl clit and so that the child was on full display for Monica to watch.

Monica explained as they drove that Pablo was in charge of much of the drug trade in Mexico and left it to Monica to pursue her heart’s desire with her own time. Monica’s heart’s desire was child porn and child rape, and she operated the cinema they had just been to. The headquarters of her operation was her private estate in the hills above the city. Pablo was seldom there. He had two daughters by his first wife, who attended an elite boarding school some miles away from the estate.

Monica hated the girls as they reminded her of their mother, who had been a strict Catholic prior to her fiery death in a car crash several years ago. Pablo had been won over by Monica’s perversion and lust but insisted that his daughters be kept away from all of it. They were to be kept virginally pure to be married off to some other drug lord when they were old enough. This suited Monica as she could do as she wished on the estate; and what she wished was to create a temple of perverted worship of forbidden sex, especially child sex.

In around an hour the limousine arrived at a set of steel gates and a high wall in a secluded hilly and forested area. The chauffeur spoke into a communication device and the steel gate slowly slid open. They drove up a long gravel driveway until the main house came into view, and pulled up under a white portico. A butler waited to greet them.

Monica pulled the fur coat over her body and slipped on her stiletto shoes. They alighted from the car and followed Monica inside. The house was richly and lavishly furnished. Original art works covered the walls. They passed along a long corridor with many rooms opening off it, until they came to a secure door. Monica explained that this was the entrance to her private quarters of the estate. Monica pressed a buzzer and the heavy door opened. The butler did not follow them, and the door closed behind them.

On the other side of the door was another world. The art work on the walls was now all pornographic. There were many pictures of naked children having sex with adults. A large tapestry hanging on one wall depicted the gang rape of women and girls by an army of men. Small marble statues of naked little girls and boys on pedestals lined the passageway. As they passed along it the statues became more explicit, depicting boys and girls having sex with each other and with adults.

Monica led them outside into a private courtyard. The sound of tinkling water could be heard. The courtyard was dominated by a large statue in red granite of a demon seated on a throne. A small girl knelt between his legs sucking ardently on his enormous cock. Other naked little girls lay beneath his feet and strained upwards and forwards, reaching out towards his cock. The demon cradled many of them in his arms, his clawed fingers penetrating child vaginas, as the girls threw back their heads, their mouths open in a silent scream.

Amanda and Kurt were impressed and complimented Monica on her good taste in art. She chuckled and directed their attention to another statute at the opposite end of the courtyard. This statue depicted a satanic figure raping a child, the child’s face contorted with pain. Her body was inverted, her arms flailing forward in a vain attempt to protect herself. The satanic figure held the child by the hips as he drove his enormous red cock into the child’s immature vagina. The figure’s face was twisted into an image of pure evil lust. Monica led Carrie forward so she could touch the penis of the statue. It was warm to her touch and Carrie could feel a subtle throb in it. Her eyes widened and Monica laughed, low in her throat.

There was a pool on one side of the courtyard and there a young boy, somewhere between ten and twelve lay on a lounge chair sipping a coke and reading a child porn magazine. A girl, no more than five, knelt between his legs dutifully sucking on his pubescent cock. Monica smiled broadly and led her guests over to the boy, introducing her son Juan, who she had had before she met Pablo. The boy gave a casual wave of greeting, barely taking his attention away from the child porn magazine he was reading.

“I see you are keeping up with your studies Juan,” grinned Monica.

“Uh huh,” he responded lazily, one hand reaching down to the back of the child’s head to force her deeper onto his cock.

Monica knelt beside him momentarily to kiss him and whisper her love and affection. She reached down and caressed his cock and balls as the child continued to suck on the boy’s cock. Monica whispers words of encouragement to her son and then stood, a little flushed. She led them away and into another hallway, leading off the courtyard.

There were many rooms along this hallway. Monica explained that her customers came her to rape children. Muffled screams could be heard coming from several of the rooms. Monica smiled and whispered that the chief of police and the mayor of the city were regular guests. They walked the length of the corridor and passed into a kind of private show area with a stage and dancing poles. This was where customers could select girls to rape and torture. Monica explained that there was an endless supply of girls from the slums of the city and none of them were ever missed.

The tour ended with a private cinema, set up for up to fifty guests. Monica explained that here she showed her favorite clients latest release child pornography, that she produced right here on the estate, in an underground facility.

Kurt was impressed. He and Amanda exchanged glances. Clearly there was an opportunity here that they needed to discuss with Monica. Kurt resolved to come clean with Monica about his own business and perhaps even his wish to punish Pablo for ripping him off.

He mulled over what he would say, as they all went back into the courtyard to enjoy some dinner. It was dark by now and the whole area was illuminated. The statues were even more impressive in the dark. Kurt felt his cock harden. Juan was now fucking the girl who had been sucking him and rammed his boy cock into her from behind like a dog. Monica laughed and clapped her hands in delight. she called out to

Juan to join them for dinner once he was done.

CHAPTER 5

Over dinner Kurt explained to Monica who he really was and why he and his family had come to Mexico. Monica was shocked at first that she had been mislead, but she soon accepted Kurt’s sincerity. When Kurt told her about the stealing of his bespoke porn product and the extortion demand made by Pablo she was not surprised.

“He has no scruples my dear. He will do anything for a few pesos. I do believe I ended up with a copy of your material. Would you like it back? It was excellent, but I do not deal in stolen goods, only stolen children!”

They all laughed at that and Kurt explained that he would like the material back. This was because bespoke child porn was unique and if copied it lost its uniqueness and hence a good part of its value. Monica nodded sagely. She understood. She had used her own son Juan in several child rape movies just for that reason. She looked at him now, eating greedily while totally naked, and smiled to herself. Monica told Kurt that he would have his copied material back in the morning.

“But what of the money you had to pay Pablo to recover the original?”

“That is why I am here. I plan to steal something of value to Pablo and to extort him for it just like he extorted me!”

Monica looked at Kurt with some interest. This was an attack upon her own husband after all and she did not want any of her valuables stolen.

“What do you plan to steal, Kurt?”

Kurt paused, and looked hard at Monica. He pondered for a moment and then decided to take the risk.

“… His daughters. I plan to abduct his daughters and hold them to ransom!”

Monica sucked in her breath. Now it was her turn to think hard. This was risky but also intensely exciting for her. She smiled broadly, got up from her chair and went to Kurt, putting her arms around his neck. She had slipped on a gown before dinner but Kurt could still feel the warmth of her body through it. She whispered to him:

“It is a good plan my friend, but you will need my help. Perchance, these precious little girls might be raped when they are abducted … ?”

Kurt felt his cock harden.

“Yes that could very well happen.”

“Then that is a good plan. I will help you. We will discuss the details tomorrow.”

Monica stood and stretched her arms above her head and yawned.

“But now I think it is time for bed. Come Juan, you will share your mamma’s bed tonight. I have some special games that I want to play with you.”

The boy grinned and padded naked to his mother’s side, taking her hand.

Monica turned to her guests.

“I will send a servant to guide you to your rooms. Would you like a child to rape during the night?”

Amanda intervened, “Why that is a generous offer. Most certainly, and no older than five please …”

Amanda gave Monica a winning smile. Amanda wanted to make sure that she remained first in her husband’s affections. This woman was rich, evil and captivating. Amanda needed to show to Kurt that she was just as evil and captivating, even if not so rich. Monica smiled and nodded and bid them good night, leading Juan with her by the hand. She pulled on a bell rope on her way out the door.

Kurt, Amanda and Carrie were momentarily left alone. Kurt pulled Amanda and Carrie to him and embraced them both. He was happy. His revenge project was going better than he could ever have hoped. He kissed his wife and daughter passionately.

Just then a servant woman appeared with a candle to guide them to their rooms. She silently handed them a laminated card with the pictures and bios of twenty little girls from two to five years old. Amanda pointed to a cute curly haired little blonde. The woman nodded. In Spanish she said that the child would be brought to their room in twenty minutes. Amanda caressed the bulge in Kurt’s pants.

“Ready for some more fun baby?” she cooed in his ear, pressing her body into his as they walked behind the woman.

Kurt growled low in his throat. He felt a surge of violent lust rise in him. He was ready to savagely tear open the girl being brought to them. Carrie felt the surge of adrenaline in her father’s body. She squeezed his hand, knowing that this meant that a violent child rape was going to happen and she would be a part of it. Carrie was excited too.

CHAPTER 6

Amanda and Carrie had disrobed ready for bed. A servant brought the five year old curly headed blonde to the bedroom door and knocked. Amanda opened the door and pulled the child inside. She was naked and shivering from fear. She spoke in English.

“Please don’t hurt me! Please let me go!”

Kurt detected a distinct mid western US accent. He slapped the girl hard across the face.

“Who are you bitch and how did you get here?”

The child fell to her knees, sobbing.

“My name is Katie. My mom is a federal agent. We were here on vacation and some bad men kidnapped me and brought me here …” her voice trailed off.

Kurt slapped her again.

“What kind of agent bitch!”

“My mom stops people from showing horrible sex movies with little girls like me …”

Amanda spit.

“Jesus Christ a sex crime investigator!”

She kicked Katie hard in the butt. The child sprawled on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Not just a sex crime investigator babe, the bitch is an anti child porn investigator! Just the kind I hate!” Kurt corrected Amanda.

He kicked the child’s prone body on the floor.

Carrie joined in kicking the child.

“We love kiddie porn. Don’t we mommy and daddy?”

Kurt and Amanda hugged and kissed their daughter.

“Yes we do baby. We love it a lot!” agreed Amanda.

Kurt dragged Katie up onto the bed. Amanda and Carrie crawled up after, grinning and giggling. Kurt had them hold the child face up on the bed while he stripped off and stroked his cock, getting it hard and ready to rape Katie’s bald pink little pussy. Once his cock was hard Kurt rubbed some silicone lubricant over it, for his comfort and enjoyment rather than for the screaming, struggling child. Amanda and Carrie watched on gleefully, their eyes shining.

“DO IT SWEETHEART! RIP HER OPEN WITH YOUR HUGE COCK!” shouted Amanda above the child’s screams.

“I LOVE YOU DADDY. I LOVE IT WHEN YOU RAPE LITTLE GIRLS HARD!” agreed Carrie.

The two females were now holding the child on the bed by her shoulders and took turns slapping and punching her to still her struggles. They did not succeed but Kurt didn’t mind. It enhanced his pleasure to rape a struggling child.

As Katie continued to scream and struggle, her hips twisting and her legs flailing, Kurt guided his cock between her legs and lined up his lubed cock with her baby pink cunt lips. His eyes met those of Amanda. She smiled and leaned forward, kissing him full on the lips.

“DO IT DARLING! RAPE HER NOW!”

Carrie played a supporting role, bending forward as far as she could to receive her father’s kiss on her lips, his tongue probing inside her mouth.

Then with a raw snarl Kurt rammed his cock hard into the child, the liberally applied silicone lubricant easing his passage. With his hands on the child’s hips to steady her he ground his cock deeply inside her, slashing aside her hymen and penetrating her cervix.

Kurt roared in pleasure. The sensations on his cock were fantastic. He went wild, plunging his now bloody cock into the ravaged body of the child with all of his force, in wild abandon. Amanda and Carrie cheered him on, their eyes blazing with lust. Kurt drove his cock into the child’s guts again and again, and then, when he approached orgasm.

“SNUFF HER!” he snarled to Amanda and Carrie.

Mother and daughter leg go of the child’s shoulders and wrapped their hands around her throat. They squeezed as they french kissed each other. As they turned each other on they throttled the life out of the child. Her screams became an incoherent gurgle and her frantic struggles subsided and stopped.

Kurt orgasmed then, spurting long ropes of warm semen deep inside the child. Amanda orgasmed spontaneously as the child died, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure as the now dead boy of the child twitched. Kurt pulled Carrie to him and kissed her hard. He threw her down on the bed and mounted her furiously, driving his still rock hard cock into her eager, welcoming child pussy. Carrie gasped in pleasure as her beloved father entered her, driving his cock deeply into her tight, pulsating vagina. It did not take long. Kurt brought his daughter to a shuddering orgasm around his cock, and her eyes rolled back as she almost passed out. Kurt laughed deep in his throat and kissed Carrie again hard, using his tongue to probe her throat.

Amanda crawled off he bed and rang for a servant. Moment later there was a knock on the door. Amanda had the servant remove the bloody remains of Katie. She also instructed the servant to bring clean bedclothes to replace the bloodied ones on the bed. As the servant left Amanda laughed.

“Fuck that was intense!”

Kurt joined in laughing.

“It was fucking awesome!”

He hugged Carrie to him.

“Did you like it sweetheart?”

Carrie had recovered herself after her orgasm. She rubbed her clit as she spoke.

“Oh yes daddy I LOVED IT!”

Kurt laughed again as he held his daughter to his body.

“Good girl! Mommy and Daddy are going to make you cum again and again tonight, once we get the bed remade, aren’t we Amanda?” Amanda nodded,”You bet we are!”

The two adults fell about with their daughter on the blood stained bed laughing and caressing each other. Then they showered as servants remade the bed. It was late and their love making would last an hour or so more before all three fell asleep in each others arms.

THE END OF CHAPTER SIX