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Writers: Amandablonde & Regis
Subject: ALLY’S LUST-ADDICTED MOM / THE PHOTO SHOOT 12
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Synopsis: Ten-year-old Ally and her single mother Clititia were at a restaurant one day when they met Ms. Amanda, a professional photographer. They struck up a conversation, and Amanda learned that the mother, a sales representative for a French Lingerie company, Naughty Nighties, wanted to have professional photos taken of her daughter, and by careful questions, learned she wanted some child boudoir photos of her daughter. One thing led to another, to another, and it wasn’t long before the little girl became a model for her pornography business.
Ally’s Lust-Addicted Mom / The Photo Shoot 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
Amanda picked up a camera and pointed it at me playfully, and said “I expect you don’t know my full range of sin, dear woman. I have some very special exciting plans for you and your charming daughter.” I spread my legs, raising my skirt further to provide her a view of my passionate pantiless naked groin.
I could tell she had a lot more of her nastiness in mind for my pretty little daughter, with both of us wanting to take things much further, and I have to confess I found it all amazingly exciting. She was so much more than I had expected when we met, and everything she came up with, I found thrilling.
Amanda gave me the keys to the truck, told me to take Ally back to the house, and she would use her other car to join us later.
I picked up Ally’s limp cum and piss-soaked body, wrapped her in a blanket and carried her out to the pickup. She was conscious but totally exhausted.
When we got back to the ranch house I gave Ally a long hot bath, then we showered together, and I cleaned her up well. I spoke softly to her to ease her fears. I told her that she had been a good brave girl, had put on an amazing sex show of her lovely organs for the cameras, and that I was really proud of her. Her spirits lifted and she became more of her old self.
I explained to Ally that it was a special gift for little girls like her to be so attractive to men, and to arouse them sexually. I also said that she would become famous because of her gift of beauty and talent, with thousands of men from around the world jacking off and wanting to fuck her, spurting their semen at the sight of her.
At that my little girl beamed with pride. We were soon out of the shower, and I carefully and gently dried her off. I had her lying on a change table as I rubbed soothing creme onto her sore pussy lips as well as into vagina and anus. There was a large bruise on her face where she had been slapped, and the eye had swollen shut.
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I heard a noise behind me and turned to see Amanda at the door of the bathroom. She had evidently been watching for some time. “That’s quite a mouse she’s got,” she said, referring to the bruised and swollen eye. “We’ll give her a few days to recover, and then we can fix that bruise with makeup.”
“I’ll slip Ally into her bed and be right with you,” I said. I put my child naked under the covers, and watched her drift almost immediately off to sleep. “She’ll sleep like this right through the night, after the experience she had today. I suppose she might have some nightmares, but that’s a pleasant byproduct, right?
“She’s so exhausted I believe nightmares raging through that young head of hers will likely be the only thing that could possibly wake her. She is collecting memories to last her a lifetime, and I expect make her sexual life from no onward a lot more intresting too, don’t you agree?”
“Isn’t she a sweetheart”, Amanda commented, and we headed off to her bedroom for some adult fun. As we walked, she said “I have a surprise for you I think you’ll like. We’re going to have a swinging party!” We arrived in her room, and sitting on top of the bed there was a naked and strikingly beautiful little blonde girl, who appeared to be perhaps a year younger than Ally.
“This is little Hannah,” Amanda said. “As you can imagine, I have some very wealthy friends, and one of them ‘obtained’ her for me in Las Vegas where her German parents were tourists. About a week ago she mysteriously disappeared from the safety of their hotel’s children’s play pool.
“There is a frantic search for her underway through a dozen states right now, but I believe she’s quite safe here. Like many German kids, she doesn’t speak any English, as their schools don’t start foreign language lessons until grade seven. The grade two girls in her city can only speak German.”
We both got out of our clothes, and got into the bed, putting the hapless little girl between us. Hannah had obviously received some strict lessons, as she was totally compliant while our fingers explored her body and the primary features of the child’s naked groin, her cuntlet and rectum.
“Don’t worry, Hannah has been thoroughly flushed before we arrived, to ensure we won’t have to deal with any of her muck. I’m certain you’ve noticed I am not into either the sight, feel or smell of shit. Piss is okay, as long as it’s not stale, but shit is off the table as far as I’m concerned.”
She left no doubt with her direct language. “That’s good for me,” I replied, “From my point of view shit is just a figure of speech, and as far as piss is concerned, as you’ve seen, I’m afraid I do it when I get too excited, usually related to over-stimulation while viewing sexual violence. It just happens.”
“And when it happens,” she smiled, “it’s always fresh, so not a problem. If it happens while we’re in bed, you can shower and we can move to a different bedroom. I have lots of them available, as you know. Like they say, shit happens, everybody does it, but I think it’s always better when over-stimulation makes you piss.
“In my business, I’ve discovered men like to see naked females taking a pee, anytime, but particularly if it’s an accident. Clients often make requests, and about a third of those ask me to video or photograph a little girl peeing, and they often ask that it be out of fear as they’re about to be, or while being, sexually abused.”
She pulled the naked little German girl up in the bed, and spread her buttocks wide. “I always have my staff flush kids before I play with them, or I wouldn’t be able to do this.” She used her thumbs to spread the child’s buttocks, and her mouth went directly to her rectum. “I love chewing, sucking on and probing with my tongue a little girl’s clean anus ring!”
I found it exciting to watch what she began doing. I moved in on Hannah’s pretty little cuntlet and gave it intimate oral attention. She had been bathed in preparation for our little party, and her sex meat tasted fresh and salty-sweet. My tongue probed her vestibule, and quickly confirmed our little beauty was a virgin.
“Wouldn’t it be fun to pluck her cherry!” I said with a naughty smile. “After all, cherries are for plucking.” I had heard there were videos of little girls being deflowered, but had never seen one, and had certainly never been involved in such an intimate and irreversible operation, except for approving and participating in Ally’s deflowering at Amanda’s LA studio.
With that Amanda reached over to her dresser drawer and pulled out a double dildo, a very long one, designed for women to mount from either end. Having no intimate girlfriends, I had never tried one of those. I watched Amanda lift a leg, spread her lovely lust-engorged cunt and press one end into herself.
“I’m sure you know these are not to be ridden alone.” She rolled onto her side, and I got between her legs, my legs spread and presented my cunt to the offered end of the device planted in hers. My cuntlips were dampened with my own natural moisture, making it easy for me to insert it into myself.
It was extra-long, and when it was fully in me there were still four inches of its length unused. I grasped Amanda’s hips, and she grasped mine, so that we were able to pull ourselves firmly together. She locked her ankles over my upper shoulder, and suggested I do the same to her.
She started a rolling bucking action, and I joined in. We were deeply fucking each other with passion, and it was, up to that point, beautiful. Amanda abruptly thrust her hips hard and held them, pushing the dildo hard into me, and with extra grip, pushed it deeper than I found to be comfortable.
She growled, squeezing my hips with her hands and my shoulder with her ankles, and pushed much harder, driving it in to the point of acute pain. Then she began pounding with her hips, driving the end hard against my uterus, and persisted until I screamed. She was enjoying this punishing intrusion into my womb.
At last she relaxed her grip. She had crossed a line, as a test, to discover whether I was a masochist, which I’m definitely not. I hate being hurt. With her intentionally abusive behaviour I found no enjoyment in our tryst. “You’ve got a strong cunt,” she said, as if it were a compliment.
“Most girls cave long before you did. I love testing a woman’s commitment to a fuck, don’t you?” I said nothing, but pulled myself off the long plastic cock. Amanda lay there, the obscene artificial dick sticking out of her flared cunt. I could see a small smear of my blood on the exposed end of the dildo.
I took hold of the lovely body of little Hannah, who had sat by quietly watching the two ladies engaged in rough sex, and squeezed her to me. “Do you entertain many women in your bed?” I asked, feeling I had earned the right to probe. She had hurt me, which was no way to treat a guest.
“Often young mothers who have brought me their little girls to get photos and videos of them being violently deflowered and raped, are so grateful that they are anxious to show their gratitude in bed. Most are not lesbians, but want to show their respect for me and what I’ve done for them in a very physical way.
“Sometimes I think there’s a masculine side to me, using a cock to do it,” she said, as if sharing a very personal secret. “Of course, I’ve got to maintain my position of control of any situation, and a few extra deep firm thrusts of this versatile toy often does the job.
“If the bitches seem to need more, or if I’m in the mood for it, I’ll mount them up the ass with this fuck toy, and use a riding crop on them while I fuck them. It’s a lot tougher on them than it is on me, and I keep the action going long after the cunts start to scream. It brings me pleasure fucking and whipping them.
“Of course, when I do this, there’s no chance to ensure they’re clean inside, and usually they are not, because this is impromptu and unexpected anal mounting. If my precious toy comes out dirty, I put it back into their cunt and give them an extra deep fuck to clean it while I show them what filthy cunts they are.
“I usually have a strap handy that does the job nicely. When the toy comes out of their cunt, I thrust the filthy thing into their mouth for a very unpleasant, for them, face-fuck.” She stroked the long artificial penis sticking out of her flared gripping cunt, as if the toy were a real cock and her own.
She pulled it out, damp and streaked with her moisture, and handed it to me. “Popping her cherry was your idea, darling, why don’t you put it into your cunt, you can deflower little Hannah in the traditional manner. Lining it up and then providing a few solid thrusts of your hips should gain you full entry.”
I grinned at the idea. “Fucking shit!” I proclaimed, using the word as it was intended. Ally was asleep and wouldn’t hear my rude language. “That’s a fabulous idea! I’m in!” I took the long plastic double fuck tool and inserted the end Amanda had worn into my damp vagina, taking it into my cunt so deep that nearly half its length entered me.
I suddenly felt very masculine. I was now wearing a long rigid cock, and was ready to use it, as cocks were meant to be used! When I felt it pressing against my cervix, we put Hannah face down on the bed, lifted the child’s ass, and I climbing up I pressed the other end of the decadent device into her spread vaginal vestibule.
“Let me get my camera, I’ve got to document this,” Amanda said. This was bullshit, (there I go again) because I could see the many automated cameras she had mounted around the room to capture her regular trysts with both willing and unwilling partners, to share on her darknet website.
She brought a camera from a lower drawer, got it adjusted and then nodded that she was ready. I stood, my knees bent to bring the dildo into range of its pretty little target, and grasped it to point it at the puffy child pussy. Amanda moved and placed a knee over Hannah’s back to prevent the whimpering child from bolting.
Amanda put her camera down and used both hands to spread the child’s knees, giving me great access to Hannah’s cunt. I used my fingers to spread her thick outer lips to admit the end of the dildo into her vestibule, which was lovely and tight. I poked her with it several times to tease her, and then violently thrust my hips, in the manner Amanda had suggested.
It worked. The brutal toy plunged into her, easily ripping through her tightly stretched hymen, demolishing the breached band as I filled her little cock-holster for the first time. Amanda immediately picked up her camera and began shooting, capturing the streaks of the violated girl’s virgin blood as the dildo plunged in and out of Hannah’s freshly opened melon.
I had successfully plucked the little fraülein’s forbidden fruit, and now I got to enjoy the power of taking her in her first ever fuck! I now understood what Ally had gone through, and what Amanda had meant about her own masculinity, as I was experiencing a new and exciting sense of power I’d never before felt.
Hannah was screaming beautifully as I fucked her with all the passion I was feeling, and it took only minutes for me to reach an amazing orgasm, different from any I had experienced before, because this was through exercising my total power over another human being. This was living!
I pulled out of Hannah, and lay back on the bed, exhausted. Amanda reached over and removed the dildo from me, wiped it with a tissue and put it back in the drawer. She then brought out a different double dildo, just like the one Ally had performed with at her deflowering.
This one was the flesh color of the cock of a white man, and had the same impressive dimensions of the one Ally had thrust into her own little cunt and rectum. They had likely come from the same mold. Being younger, I was sure Hannah would not have the willing response Ally had shown us.
“Now that you’ve primed her, this will give the little cunt a good fuck, front and rear!” Amanda said, and without preparation she thrust the broad head of the double device into Hannah’s now opened cunt. Hannah again screamed as the weapon, much thicker than the one I’d used to open her, was fully planted, front and back, rectum and vagina, within seconds.
“Now that she’s been opened, this pretty little German is ready to swing.” I thought that was what we were doing all along, but I had misunderstood Amanda’s use of the word. Beside the headboard was a white cotton rope that was slung down from the ceiling. I looked up as she took it, and, startled, saw it was attached by being looped through a pully.
As she brought it up, I saw for the first time that the end of the rope was tied into a noose. Before the child could respond she had it over the girl’s head, and she skilfully pulled it snug under Hanna’s chin. By swing, Amanda meant this was going to be a hanging party! This pretty little girl was going to die for us!
“How would you like to do the honors, dear friend? I expect you have never, at least purposefully, killed anyone before, have you?” I shivered at her dark words. I saw the red lights were blinking on the cameras mounted around the room. They were all running and recording everything we did.
I was going to take part in making a snuff video! Amanda handed me the other end of the rope, which had been draped down the other side of the headboard. There was quite a bit of slack, which I was able to take up fairly quickly. I watched as it tightened into a straight line down from the pully on both sides.
Hannah quickly realized something bad was about to happen to her, and she released a sharp series of shrieking screams. This was delicious. I caused it! She was proving to be the perfect victim. What I was about to do was a heinous crime, and yet here at Amanda’s ranch anything we did was perfectly safe.
This gorgeous little Kraut cunt was mine. I pulled the rope tighter, and stretched her neck upward. I could see Amanda had been careful to place the knot so that it did not press on her carotid artery, allowing a free flow of blood to her brain so that she would die of strangulation, which was lack of oxygen to the lungs, not stopping the flow to the brain.
I pulled her a bit higher, so that her toes just reached the bed, but did nothing to support her weight, which was entirely sustained by the noose around the child’s neck. She was now unable to emit a scream, experiencing growing distress as her lungs cried for air. I lifted her higher, which allowed her to commence her desperate and erotic air dance.
The athletic naked nine-year-old complied, giving us an amazing performance, struggling frantically for relief, swinging her slender arms and kicking her shapely young legs in a frantic and useless struggle for survival. It was incredible to watch. Her lungs were completely deprived of air, but she did her best.
THE END OF CHAPTER TWELVE