ALLY’S LUST-ADDICTED MOM / THE PHOTO SHOOT 13 by Amandablonde & Regis

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Writers: Amandablonde & Regis

Subject: ALLY’S LUST-ADDICTED MOM / THE PHOTO SHOOT 13

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 13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

At the peak of the action, naked little Hannah’s spread thrashing legs revealing the gaping fuck-chute I had just opened between her legs. The tiny cunt-mouth spread and began to spurt little bursts of pee. “This is just the pressure of her straining out of distress,” Amanda explained, “when she relaxes in death her bladder will empty. Then we’ll have to move to another bed.”

Within a minute the energy of Hannah’s air dance began to fade as her face turned purple, her head at an awkward angle from the noose. She was in her last throes, dying thanks to being hanged for our pleasure. Her arms and legs soon hung quietly, and a stream of piss ran down the inside of her legs to the bed below.

As Amanda had predicted, the nude little German girl’s complete emptying of her bladder announced her death. I found I was holding my breath as I watched. I had just killed a little girl, and only because I wanted to, not because there was a valid eason for her to die.

“You go ahead,” Amanda said, “second door on the left. I want to clean myself up, and I’ll join you in a few minutes. We can leave this mess for my house girls to take care of, and we can resume our sport in the new room.” I complied, looking back at the dangling torso of the naked little German girl. ‘Suffocation is such a beautiful way to die,’ I thought.

I went to my room to collect Ally, who was dozy but awake. I hadn’t finished creaming her. The new room was as large as the first, and was luxuriously decorated. It had a changing table, where I laid Ally. I was naked, and climbed into the king-sized bed under a big soft down comforter. I lay back to soak in the excitement of what had just happened in the other room.

I got up and began to apply more cream to Ally’s tender groin. In a moment the door opened. Amanda stood there in a sexy pose. She was naked, and next to her stood a naked man, in his thirties. He was tall, swarthy and muscular.  His face was very handsome and a smile played on his lips.

His cock was close to a foot long even when flaccid. His groin was clean-shaved. His huge penis hung with an attitude of vague interest between his legs, partially covering his immense scrotum behind it with its impressive package of semen-producing testicles. He looked magnificent.

I wondered If this were Amanda’s boyfriend, or whether he was a resident fuck stud for her kiddie-rape movies. In either case, I was certain they had been together between the sheets. She introduced him to me as Carlos, who she had cast to play the lead rapist in the feature film we would make in a few of days.

That answered my first question. His eyes went straight to my naked daughter. More specifically, they went straight to her groin and her fully exposed cuntlet. He knew what he wanted. Amanda explained that she wanted Carlos to see Ally naked so that he could visualise raping her.

“How he sees it in his mind has a lot to do with how the cameras will see it,” she explained. As if with pride, she told me that Carlos was a notorious child rapist she had arranged to be freed from a Spanish prison. She had bribed a guard to let her spend two hours alone with him in his cell, and learned his equipment was all it was reputed to be.

He had a long string of convictions, and once she had arranged for him to be freed, he had the freedom in her private studios to do with little girls what he did so well, and without fear of being stopped and again charged for raping and beating nude kids. She added “and as you might imagine, sometimes what he does to them is much worse.”

She explained, with my full attention, that the mental element was very important to him if he was to perform at his best on film. His style was to stalk his victims before finally taking and raping them. He had become her star rapist, and she had chosen the best for Ally’s special movie.

She told me I should be proud that she had chosen him to work with my daughter on the set. “He’s my best fucker,” she boasted,
“and I am so pleased at having Ally on our team that I want her to have the best rapist I have for her movie. She deserves the best, so that’s what I’m giving her.”

Carlos looked at me hard.  “That’s right” he said, in a deep and commanding voice, revealing a strong Spanish accent. “I need to take a look at your little Ally here so I can plan the rape in my mind, to conceptualise copulation with her and to anticipate every possible thing.

“It adds enormously to the pleasure and dramatic effect of the rapes that we will inflict on her charming little body. I’ve seen them all, and this little cunt is as cute as they cum. I hope she fucks as good as she looks!”
At this Carlos stepped forward and placed his hand over mine, as I continued to rub the creme into Ally’s immature pussy. His middle finger invaded her vagina and I was startled to see his thumb find and just as directly invade her anus. He beamed down at her, “Does that feel nice, my sexy little Ally?” he asked.

Ally, who had been listening to it all, nodded and squirmed a little on the change table. His fingers didn’t hurt like when she was being forcefully fucked. His hand came away, and he collected some of the cream from the jar on his big and long middle finger, and put more on his thumb.

Carlos reinserted and worked his finger deeper into her vagina, pressing hard so that he rubbed the cream right down to her cervix. He kept this up for several minutes and extended his ministrations to include at the same time creaming the inside of Ally’s anus and deep into her colon with his thumb.

She giggled with pleasure at his work on her, and the intimate attention she was getting. He was a total stranger, and yet she accepted the invasion of his finger and thumb as if they belonged there, soon to be replaced by his penis. I had really raised a precocious little cunt.

He took over from me, rubbing the soothing balm right up her asshole, and then, turning her over, rubbing it over her swollen sore pussy lips.  He clearly enjoyed what he was doing.  This dude is a true pedophile, I thought to myself.  I watched his impressive cock growing longer and getting hard as he ministered to both lower orifices of my darling girl.

I could tell that in his mind he was imagining Ally’s torture and rape, and it was turning me on to see him so calm and gentle with her.  Ally was soon totally relaxed and sleepy. At that point Amanda suggested that I put Ally to bed and then join her and Carlos in her bedroom.

I nodded in eager agreement and excitedly carried my little girl asleep in my arms to her bed. I tucked her in, giving her a kiss on the cheek as I gazed down on her angelic face. She was such a sexually gifted darling, and was so easily persuaded to perform in pornographic movies, of a kind far too extreme to ever be seen by the general public.

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I did not linger long.  I wanted to get back to Amanda’s room to join in the fun with Carlos, for a threesome while, as Amanda had suggested, enjoying some extreme child rape movies.  When I got there, I found Carlos propped up on some pillows on the bed while Amanda lay between his legs sucking on the broad head of his cock while her fist stroked the rigid shaft.

Carlos was watching one of his own movies on the screen at the end of the bed.  The film showed him ramming his cock into the tiny cunt of a girl who could have been no older than seven, as four young teen girls, all naked in heels and about fourteen and greatly endowed with impressive breasts, held the child down and urged him on.  Amanda had kids assisting him in the rape!

The abused little girl was screaming in terror and pain.  Carlos helped Amanda in masturbating his penis, and was growling softly in pleasure as he watched himself savagely raping the child with Amanda worshiping his cock.  Amanda beckoned me to join her on the bed. I stripped off and crawled beside her so that I could join in licking and sucking on Carlos’s beautiful cock.

His massive testicles responded, and we were soon rewarded with a gushing flow of Carlos’s wonderful pedo child-rapist cum. Amanda and I greedily shared his semen together as the on-screen screams of the pre-teen girl being raped by Carlos filled our ears. Everything was delicious.

We watched many more child-rape movies that night, and fucked and sucked each other to one peak of pleasure after another. The Hispanic man/ape proved his skill with his tongue and fingers on our cunts, bringing both of us to repeated orgasms, feeding him our love juices that literally gushed from our cunts.

“Would you like to see some special videos of Carlos going all the way?” she asked. This confused me, as where I grew up that meant to engage in sex. Amanda was the producer, and knew full well that he was mercilessly raping, powerfully fucking a child in every video we’d seen.

“All the way?” I asked innocently, my fingers teasing my clit.

“I mean ‘The Distance,’ going the whole nine yards.”

“My God, do you mean what I think you do? Do you have movies of him actually killing a girl?”

“Not the way you did it,” she said, reminding me that I was also a guilty murderer, “but yes. In the busines, we call it snuff, like in snuffing out her lights. Such videos are very popular in some circles of our society, and command a lot of money. There’s a bigger audience than you’d imagine for these special snuff videos.

“Extreme video parties are more and more common among the middle class, and of course I encourage them. The wanton mothers who provide us their lovely little victims, and I assure you there are many who are anxious to do just that, are paid an outrageous amount for their girls.

“For that, they actually allow us to violently take the lives of their pretty little darlings. I always video them watching, and I can assure you that as hard as it may be to believe, most of the moms experience orgasm, and cum when their little girl dies. You’d have to see it to believe it.”

“Fuck me,” I said, “that’s so permanent! seeing videos like that would be special. Do you really have some of those? I mean of the killing, and the mom watching? Like do you really make snuff movies?” From me, that was a stupid question, as I had just made one myself for her with the incredibly erotic hanging of that German pissing girl Hannah.

I felt a rush coming on in the pit of my stomach. This was all so evil and cruel I was sure I was going to cum yet again. I rolled over so that my hips were off the bed, as I suddenly had a desperate need to piss with excitement, and managed to move in time that I did that on the floor, where it wouldn’t soak into the bedding.

Amanda had been ready for a positive response from me, as she now knew me well. With the push of one button on her laptop computer we saw on the screen Carlos ass-fucking a slender naked eleven-year-old girl, driving his impressive cock hard in the child’s stretched rectum.

The camera panned to show the head of the screaming child, and a nude woman in her late 20’s who I assumed was her mother, stroked the girl’s head to calm her. The woman’s other hand was stroking her own cunt, masturbating in time to Carlo’s movements as he fucked her distraught daughter’s rectum.

“I told you I have a billionaire mentor who is a big fan of kiddie porn, Amanda said, “and from time to time likes to see a naked little girl being put to sleep, in a manner of speaking, violently, if possible. When he built me my studio, there was a stipulation that thirty percent of the videos produced would be a snuff. I happily comply.

“With him not only putting up the capital but providing the basic operating expenses as well, how could I refuse?” He pays for all utilities, and covers staff salaries. He also pays full price for the videos I send him. I get to keep all the profits from the videos we produce. My only costs are operating my LA studio, which has run in the black ever since it opened.”

I had kept my eyes on the video we were watching. Before ejaculating, Carlos pulled out of her bulging anus, and after pushing the mother out of the way, thrust his erection into the screaming mouth of the girl. He was not looking to be sucked, but instead plunged his penis deep into her throat.

This was not about giving head, but rather taking, as he began to give the struggling child a powerful face and throat fuck. The mother did nothing to stop him, but watched with fascination. His flesh monster was blocking her air passages, and the girl was unable to breathe.

Her anxiety became apparent in her increased frantic activity in attempting to get his raging prick out of her throat. The child was suffocating, which was proving to be incredibly painful for her, and exceedingly exhilarating for us to watch as she thrashed and twisted in desperation.

This little girl did what I was learning most little girls did as they were being violently throat-raped, particularly in such a highly agitated state. She began to piss, her arched cock-packed throat showing how fully it was occupied, and it was pulsing like a penis as she struggled unsuccessfully for air.

Carlos grabbed her ears to ensure she did not succeed in pulling off his penis, and as her body finally relaxed and sagged, he gave a loud bellow and ejaculated directly down into her stomach. She would never get nourishment from the protein he deposited in her, as the lithe young naked girl was now clearly dead.

THE END OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN