In The Hole

In The Hole  Chap 7

  by roccodadom44

  roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

  an original story by roccodadom44

WARNING all my stories contain underaged, scat, snuff, gay, please consider this before entering my fantasies........peace........rocco

                        "These violent delights have violent ends"

                            Shakespeare  Romeo and Juliet

 

  Funny, I had longed so much to get to the Farm, now I just wanted to take Ricky home, nurse him back to his energetic self, how strong he was, the doctors amazed at his will to get out of bed, they let me take him early, me agreeing to the visiting nurse, their own nurse who wouldn't question things, how the nurses fawned over my little man, the other owners had showered Ricky in praise, dozens of bouquets of roses, he never hammed it up, just that dreamy shy smile. How good a patient he was, sitting up in his bed, playing Xbox, how dreamy he looked all concentrating, his cutie nose wrinkled sexy, when he moved a certain way the quick grimace of pain, then he fought through it, my sexy, fighter boy, he wasn't a whiner. He walked farther each day, pushing his sexy little legs hard, his wounds pink with healing flesh, told him how sexy his boy chest looked, his pecs so tight, his nipples little berries of promise, my kisses feeling his hot scar tissue, his thanks for removing his tits, my chuckle, he saved my life, I would  move mountains for him not just big tits, his giggle, just wanted to be my wife, that was in the works, my plan to blow Ricky away at the Winter Ball, marry him in front of everyone, right before we executed Bri, would even get Ricky a sexy wedding gown, better still, I would surprise him with a honeymoon at Disney World, any boy brides fantasy honeymoon.

   As Christmas approached I split my time between training Carlene, my ten year old slave, and nursing Ricky back to health, his vitality returning, we were back to fucking, slowly, me not wanting to hurt him, his sphincter milking me, better than any pussy, the best piece of ass, my fiance, he giggled at being called that, I tickled him a little, his breath still short, we cuddled, decided it was time, produced the ring I bought him, three carats, platinum, a bit gaudy, but Ricky deserved big baubles for being my wifey, asked him to marry me, his smile alive, real, he cried, hugged me sweet, his kiss so electric, sensual, my hot wife. Told him my plans, he was all grins at Disney, that we would then winter in the Keys, his excitement at my promise to take him through the Everglades, deep sea fishing, the perfect wife, shared my passions.

  Left Ricky to ride his stationary bike, I wanted his legs and butt firm, as I went to work with Carlene, a slow girl, but she was willing, after a few heavy whippings she understood I was tough but fair, as she adapted, learned her role, I eased up on her, my desire to have a well mannered household slave outweighing my need for blood, that was the ultimate beauty of the Farm, the apparent endless supply of flesh, allowed me to treat my personal slaves better, get my blood lust at the Farm, not that I hadn't work Carlene hard, I had, but she was slow but precise, quiet and easily cheered, a little praise and she shook with happiness. Found her cleaning my ATV in the garage, I had gone hunting earlier, really missed having Ricky with me, my hunting buddy, she was thorough, intent on making my toy shine, giving me  a sweet show, her fresh young body twisting and turning as she cleaned the muddy vehicle, how enticing her cunt, how it hugged my cock, how she squirmed when I rutted her, how her ass made delightful farts when I ass banged her, her tears real, I would hold her up by her nipples as I power drove her tiny butt hole, her yelps heavy, my load crazy, great piece of ass, but after, blah, she bored me, I wanted my Ricky.

  Carlene was fun to teach in the kitchen, even Ricky enjoying her wide eyed innocence, she would fall for any gag, her want to believe endearing, Rickys fondness for her appealing, gave him an outlet for his boundless affection, got Carlene to work harder to please us, a well run home is a happy home, my philosophy. We would tickle her till she peed, her body sweaty from her giggle fits, her face all red, breath ragged, then we would massage her till she panted with pleasure, then we passed her back and forth, across our laps we would spank her tiny, perfect round butt, then we tenderly licked her all over, a thousand kisses on her elven body, her squeals of joy, her young cunt was soaking, she was trained to get wet at any happy feelings, this pampering was sending her into fits of orgasms, her tiny cunny was visibly quivering, Ricky fascinated by the female cunt, his looking around, sniffing, tasting, he dug the freshness, I told him the truth, once she bled, it would never taste as sweet again, cunt aged fast, that was just fact.

  It really was tranquil on the home front, the place spotless, Ricky helping Carlene, their bond strong, looked like Carlene was sticking around, I mean for ten she was something, her cooking stunning, she and Ricky spending hours creating gourmet meals, their quiet chatter like soft relaxing music, would peek in at them time to time, how sexy they were, naked, flour on their nubile bodies here and there, their tenderness to each other sexy, my two girls, best friends forever, funny how shit kept getting wilder, alone Carlene bored me, but Ricky brought out a lot of surpeises from Carlene, girl was deeper than I thought. The sex between the three of us so intense, so expressive, lot of touching, giggling, kisses thrown around like breaths of air, hours of over the top stimulation, how we all loved to grope each other, a sexy pile of squirming flesh, erupting with volcanic orgasms, leaving us all spent, gasping for air, all connected, our strange little family.

It was Rickys idea, he threw it out like he always did, quietly with out emphasis, you either listened or not, I did, knew little Ricky had great ideas. I was bemoaning what to do with Carlene while we went to the Farm and then our extended honeymoon, couldn't leave Carlene alone that long, besides she was sleeping in bed with us most nights, Rickys acceptance nice, He loved to eat her cunt, have her eat him, watching their young bodies entangle in lust was so wow. Ricky suggested I marry Carlene also, I laughed, told him it was illegal to marry two people, he was a to the point bastard, his sweet come back, he was pretty sure it was illegal to marry a twelve year old boy, his clever humor, except in West Virginia. Bingo, he had me, as expected Carlene was thrilled, both of them dancing around, humming here comes the bride, my silly fiances, told Carlene I would get her a matching ring, like Rickys, she did a nice thing, got on her knees, kissed my feet, looked up into my eyes, told me, in her little girl serious voice, she would kill for me, I got her up, much hugs, lot of kisses, it was crazy, but I figured I would be the hit of the Winter Ball, me and my wives, that had a nice ring to it.

  Christmas turned into an amazing day, it started sweetly enough, I spoiled them with gifts, Mp3 players, computers, jewelry, perfume, sexy clothes, lots of clothes for my wives, even matching bikinis for Florida, how sweetly they accepted them, they did not get vulgar as kids tended to do when overexcited, when I had given them their gifts, they both approached me, shyly they got me out of my chair, sensually stripped me of my robe, used their tiny tongues to lick every inch of my body, ending up both sucking my cock, their passion, their love evident, their spit running thick, my cock coated in preteen saliva, I painted their happy faces, the way they licked each others face clean, played sperm swap sloppily, my sexy wives to be. When they gave me the card they made, a home made card professing their worship, their word, of me, how that meant more than anything, we were becoming as one, cementing our thing.

  I got the kids matching snow machines, both winter camouflage, they wanted to use them, their enthusiasm infectious, but as I scanned the weather channels, there was snow coming later today, flurries now. Lot of emergency calls on the scanner, cars and trucks skidding out, one was near our place, several cars invovled, the radio fag warning people to drive slow, oh, we would listen to some fag never made it radio jock, right. They wore me down, with gentle persuasion, my ass, they put on a dance routine, like two strippers, really getting into teasing me, trying to throw sexy looks at me and not bust up laughing sweet, when Carlene sat on Rickys legs, so their cunts were one above the other, the way they flexed their fuck holes, how could I resist them, I broke, they cheered, sucked my toes sloppy, their hugs genuine for me, we all scampered to dress for the elements, we only had so much daylight up here, wanted to let them run their machines, let them be kids, my belief, it made them more committed to me, bearing bushels of new fruit, my mistake with Bri was he was inferior, was always destined to fail, like building a house on a defective foundation, pretty it up all you want, it will always be a fuck problem.

   They looked sexy in their shiny tight snow suits, we were all winter camouflaged, they each wore lethal twelve inch bowie knives on their legs, like swords on their tiny gams, such sexy girls, had shotguns over their shoulders, my warriors.  Carlene a natural, once around the compound she was off, apparently she only had one speed, sexy fast,  Ricky and I chasing her down the trail, sexy daring girl. We were having a blast, they loved the woods, we saw several deer, then Ricky saw him, wow, my little scout, there was a guy sitting on a boulder, about two hunded yards across a hay field, we silence the machines, quickly got into the winter grass, tall enough to conceal us, we duck walked closer, my binoculars zeroing in on our boy, he was older, maybe seventies, bleeding from his head, looked confused, I got it, the accident nearby, he must of got whacked, stumbled away in a daze, you never know, sometimes the Gods deliver.

   The snow was coming down in a burst, it was suppose to snow heavy quick, then ease up till later, his tracks would be covered soon, my babies needed some blood letting, I needed to stomp someone, perfect storm, a dazed, weak prey for my babies to practice their killing techniques on, they were giddy, their little faces shiny with excitement, had to get them serious, people tended to fight hard when their life was threatened, wanted them prepared for any thing, knew Ricky was a tiger, but my cautions needed, we all hugged, their heat reaching me through our suits, our power strong, we came at him from three ways.

  First Carlene approached the guy, she looked harmless, her knife behind her back, I had her gun, did not need Carlene shooting me or Ricky by accident, also created a difference, Ricky had his shotgun, as I knew he was a stone cold killer, he was One, Carlene was One A, though she effortlessly had Ricky wrapped around her sexy finger, and not sexually, Ricky treated her as his little sister, and like all baby sisters she knew she could charm Ricky silly, thing is, Carlene did not over do it, as she looked up to Ricky with more than a little hero worship, telling me how Ricky had fought back, all the slaves wishing they had that fight in them, silent Ricky was a special boy, how proud I was of him, watching him cover Carlene, how steady his weapon, he would not fail, I got within feet of the oblivious moron, he was telling Carlene he parked his car somewhere but he could not find it, she was stiffling a giggle, looking so innocent, I gave her a nod, she read it right, with calm speed she brought the heavy Bowie down on the slow to react fool, the blade entering his upper left chest, a good six inches buried in him, his scream a bit faggy for my taste, I drove my foot through his back, he exited his seat, landed face first in the snow, the knife further driven into his chest, Ricky got his turn, driving his Bowie through the guys out stretched right hand, splitting his palm open, again the fag shreiked, I kicked his teeth in, the kids picking his spit out broken teeth, they were primed, giggling that the tooth fairy would give them cash, my thinking it cute till I put two and two together, this was gonna cost me money, oh well, it was worth it, to share this Holiday moment, this was what it was all about.

  We dragged the whiner into the woods, his body light, old bag of bones, his moans funny, he sounded like a tug boat tooting its air horn, the kids teasing him, we all stripped him quick, it was gross, his body all saggy, he had a piss bag, the catherer running from his shriveled pecker to the bag on his hip, the kids giggling, did he save his piss, they thought it silly, I clued them in, granny was a disease carrier, Ricky kicked his ribs good, as if to punish the crying ancient fag. Carlene, being the baby, wanted her knife back, claimed the fag would not give it back, my mock rage, landing fist bombs on the loser, I screamed him to his feet, ordered him to give my wife her knive back, the kids glowing with joy, the bleeder trying to get his confused mind around the fact that tiny Carlene was my wife, figured if he tried to process that so was Ricky, his dull brain would explode.

  He tried to remove the blade, his pain sweet, Ricky pointing out his urine tube was getting red, we all cheered, he cried some more, baby. I violently got Carlenes knife free, wiping the blood on the strangers discarded clothes, before handing it to my princess, she thanked me, looked ready to cum, Ricky beside her, swore his mouth was drooling, my girls wanted to butcher the coward sniveling in front of us, I was content to let them play, time to let my girls create, they hesitated as I sat nearby, circling the old man, he was turning, begging, threatening, when he told them they would go to hell, Rickys anger, his words bittersweet, they had already been to hell, this was their heaven, and he attacked, all young arms whirlwinding, the knife catching Gramps on his right arm, nice slice, but the old guy landed a nice fist to Rickys shoulder, tried to get his spaghetti arms around my lover, fuck yeah, Carlene was a whirling dirvish, landing on the geezers back, her tiny hand thrusting the sharp blade down on his turkey neck, opening several sexy cuts, the loser let go of Ricky, tried to get the crazy girl off his back, and of course, Ricky got his turn, driving his blade through the old mans left foot, pinning him there, while the guy cried, Ricky took Carlenes blade, and while the old man hopped to avoid his right foot being pegged, the kids giggling, he looked funny bouncing, like an ugly rabbit, finally Ricky landed his blade through the guys foot, he was secure, Gramps was stuck in place, his pain sweet, he was saying a prayer, the Our Father, the kids pretending to bless him, Rickys harsh words, there was no god, only evil, I think his sincerity hurt the old man more than their knives did, shattering his last vestige of sanity, this violent little boy telling him what he always knew to be the truth, you lived, you died, no mas. I never loved anyone more than I loved Ricky at that moment, he would not be a victim, his strength quite erotic, my super hero, he was more mature tham most adults, that is fact, I egged him on, my cock out, dripping fun, Carlenes little hand stroking me, her eyes alive, her words of encouragement for Ricky sweet, he got down to it.

While Carlene sat on my cock, amazing that she just sat her ten year old cunt on my fat nine inch cock, like it was all so natural, and it was, the old mans look of part lust and disgust classic, how good it felt to be in this tiny girls perfect cunt, her bouncing up and down, cheering Ricky, she was in her element, my sexy baby. Ricky used a freshly torn, thin green branch to tear the geeezer up, switching him sexy, the stripes leaving thin red lines on the flabby white skin, he was in a frenzy, Ricky whipped so hard he cut the guys urine tube, the piss running down the fags legs, finally the guy fell back, his ass in the snow, his feet still knifed to the frozen ground, Ricky pissed on the surprised clown, his sad face, Carlene kidding, he looked like a muppet, told her to see if he was full of sand like the the real muppets, the noise of her cunt releasing my cock so erotic, that wet plop sound like no other, my cum load running down her tiny thighs as she raced to have her fun, her little ass so delightful to watch, youth was so sexy, I did worry about her catching a cold, so there, I had ample parenting skills.

Well, Carlene could follow orders, as she started stabbing the feebled man all over, his hands ineffectually waving her off, his body spurting blood all over, with Rickys help, they cut his cock and balls off, Ricky placing them on the guys head, they sing songed that he was a dickhead, so cute they were, dancing around the loser like savage red skins, ordered Carlene to put her snow pants on, her sexy bum turning blue from the cold, his eyes gone insane, told the kids time to punch his clock, had them saw his head off, they realized it took effort to head a guy with a knife, lesson, always have proper tools, an axe would of been nice, a chain saw better. Gramps was all used up, decided to leave his body for the critters, could hear wolves howling nearby as they scented the fresh blood, they would eat every bit of the stiff, food scarce this time of year. First had the kids stand with their feet on the corpse, both holding their guns, Ricky holding the severed, still dripping blood head, that had next year Xmas card written all over it as I took the picture of my sexy wifes and their first hunting trophy. We froze the head, and would later have the Farm preserve it, we were on our way to our own trophy room, the kids were tired, we were all tired, as we raced to the house, crawled into bed, no sex, just kisses, hugs, massages, we were all asleep by eight oclock, a perfect Christmas day.

  How peaceful they were, their naked bodies cuddled together, their love obvious, that they got along so well was a blessing to me, made it all possible, covered my babies, and left them to their dreams, as I went to stoke the fire, get some tea in me and smoke a breakfast bong. Just looking at all the fresh snow outside, we got at least a foot, so peaceful, so calming. Looking at the kids presents still under the tree, thinking of all the happiness those two bundles of joy gave me, I was one contented guy, happy to call Ricky and Carlene my wives, proud to own them, their stunning violence a testament to my training, planned on unleashing them on Bri, had a special way to off Bri, a traitor if ever there was one, and as in old England traitors died hard, I would draw and quarter him, old school. Let the other slaves see the results of arrogance, let the other masters see my stark justice handed out, they would drool for my tiny sexy executioneers, but no way, my brides were mine, at least for the honeymoon.

  Joe called told me I was welcome Friday, come for the weekend, when I relayed my intentions he was pumped, told me I was making a name for myself, they would do my wedding proud, a real to do, and drawing and quartering Bri would be a charming way to end his sad life, put some drama into the proceedings, he finished with the tease, I was to be nominated to the board of directors, a rare achievement for one so new to the Farm, his astonishment real, everyone was going to vote for me, my thanks, my joy, the kids coming down the stairs, looking so sexy, naked, their hair standing up, sleepy eyes, my words bringing joy to them, they danced, we were all talking at once, our excitement barely contained. Told them in a week we would be married, on our way to sunny FLA, more dancing, how sexy their young bodies bouncing with unrestrained joy, my cock trying to decide which perfect child body to point at, options are fun.

I fucked them both, right on the floor, their little asses, side by side, I would rut one, then the other, sometimes hitting Carlenes cunt, sometimes her asshole, driving Rickys sexy butt hard, the way he dug it, both of them swapping spit, that I was the luckiest guy in the world never in doubt. We finished in a ball of spent flesh, all cuddles and gropes, their plans for Disney, they had printed out maps of the parks, planning our every step, my little planners, as long as I was getting plenty of their grade A pussy I would let them enjoy their honeymoon, the happiness they brought me worth loosening their reins, letting them enjoy their earned freedom, I did whip their sexy asses red, bright red, their tears real, how nice to see them both heading up the stairs to bed, holding their bright red bottoms, told them it would be nice to present them at the farm with well spanked butts, their lovemaing to me intense, they dug my firm ways, all kids needed a good ass whooping from time to time, even my perfect babies.

   The week passed long, the kids enjoying their new presents, me enjoying their giving nature, they loved to fuck me, they even told me, most older people they had to fuck, did it to get along, but they loved me, wanted me, about as good as it gets. Finally Thursday night, it was tough falling asleep, we were all so excited about tomorrow, the possibilities endless, Rickys want to get at Bri cute, Carlene wanted to get a slave named Kerry, she had bullied my baby hard, the girl older than Carlene by five years, she was one of the maids, her only function to clean rooms, and amuse Dominants, and she thought she was special, promised Carlene she would have her revenge, her joy real, the way she snuck under the covers, got a lip lock on my cock, gave me an enthusiastic sucking, Ricky tickling her little exposed bottom, facing us, my arms wrapped around him, enjoying Carlenes hot mouth, Rickys hot flesh, saw no reason to ever leave this bed, then I did, wanted to see Bri done up right, I still carried that anger, only way to smother it was to even things with my former lover.

  We were singing Christmas songs, the kids agreeing this was their first real one, made me feel very nice indeed, see, you could rule with honey, if you showed some violence now and then, I had paddled their little bottoms hard this morn, they would both be sporting bright red butts when they arrived at the Farm. We played word games in the car, Ricky was quick, Carlene not so much, her cute factor evening it out, the ease of traveling with two preteens simple, when they were homicidal sex slaves that is, their demeanor pleasant, knew when to stifle, like as we approached the Farm, they slipped their collars on, attached their leashes, stripped their clothes off, my submissive babies, praised their maturity, promised to make Florida extra special, their smiles big, how they willed themselves still, knew they wanted to explode with excitement, we all knew real slaves never got over emoted, to draw attention was to be unslave like. They got this, made it easier, that they could be their free selves at our home, I would give them that freedom, besides I loved to see them being themselves, how silly happy they were.

   When we checked in things were different, many more people about, the check in counter crowded, I left the kids in the car, got my cabin, ordered us some chow, took two mints, sweets for my sweets. They sounded like two enthusiatic cocksuckers noisely sucking their mints, as we drove to our cabin, this time we were secluded, down by the river, the front desk preteen twink had told me it was considered the best location, when he wished me a beautiful wedding, mm mm, this was all so living a dream. Wow, we were in the woods, on a small piece of land jutting out into the swift moving river, trees surrounded the A frame cottage, this was private. They shivered as I unlocked the door, the cottage warm, the fire burning, fresh cut flowers every where, fruit basket, chocolates, top shelf champagne, the kicker, makeup bags for Ricky and Carlene, their names embroided on the bags, like little princesses comparing their gifts, their good moods smiling me, hard to be down surrounded by such sexuality, such youthful glee, their sexy bodies giving me such rushes of passion, never got bored leering at their taut, tiny yet to bud bods.

  The burgers were good, we all wondered if we knew them, that getting us all on a giggle fest, we all ate large, telling them we would be getting plenty of exercise tonight, figured we would have lot of chances to abuse and debase, that took calories. The message from Bob, call him, my radar up, things to perfect, waiting for the catch, he eased me quick, everyone wanted to attend our wedding, they wanted to make it tomorrow night, then we could butcher Bri before the ceremony, he would be served at the wedding banquet, perfect, tonight there would be a special ceremony in the barn, folks loved their rituals, seemed a certain hubby had cheated on his wife, and to further seal his fate, he had told the cunt he was banging about the Farm, in general terms, but never the less she was asking questions. Bobs seriousness, they had grabbed  the girlfriend, it was set up that they would die in a single engine craft, the hubby a weekend pilot, in reality the fuckers would be butchered tonight, a violent offing, over seventy people participating, all the slaves witnessing the brutality, another lesson for slackers and back sliders, these people were the tops, told Bob this, he agreed, pointed out I was in that class, my smile real, to be in this crowd had much fun upside.

  They seemed to take forever in the oversized bathroom, but it was worth it, the two hottest preteens around, matching black silk cocktail dresses, way short, their cute butts almost on display, their stocking tops showing, matching three inch pink pumps, Carlenes hair done perfect adult slut, big hair, little hussey,she was adorable, Rickys growing hair slicked back, his sexy face right there, his lips like fresh fruit, you wanted to just chew on his plump lips, mm mm, handsome boy/girl. Their Obsession scent stroking me, Carlene doing Rickys lipstick, he hers, two girls, my wives, gave them hugs, told them we would have fun tonight, help butcher two adults, they were as if they were high, that glassy eyed look, their skin flush with the hint of blood to come. They dressed me, boosted me, telling me how handsome I was, how they loved me, would be the best wives ever, to be pampered by these angels, life is sweet.

    Gave them each a  kiss before we entered the barn, told them to stay within themselves, they got it, could sense the open stares as we crossed the hall, Ricky and Carlene walking behind me, their leashes taut, their eyes down, perfect submission mode, my darlings, could feel the respect flowing my way, several tables beckoning me, I sat with Joe and Mary, they were familiar, wouldn't pester me with a million questions, I wanted to enjoy the carnage, maybe get in a few shots of my own, though Bri was still my main goal, how I wanted him gone, how I despised him, wanted his death to be gruesome, knew it would free me to enjoy my babies in peace, not haunted by the failure of Brianna.

  They each sat on a knee, we were all together, our hands touching one another, while I chatted with Mary and Joe, the kids eyes taking in the slaves they knew or had worked with, I heard Carlenes angry whisper, she had spotted her one time antagonist, my laugh, Joes question, when he heard the details, the cunt called Kerry was beckoned before us, her look of fear, on her knees, Carlenes look of hate darling, Mary ordered Kerry cleaned up, left in our room secured, her coldness exciting, when we were done playing with the cunt, leave her outside the cottage, like a used service tray the staff would pick up, that is so erotic, Carlenes cheeks red with excitement, her and Ricky discussing things to do to Kerry, who had a nice fuck pig body for fifteen, the image playing in my head of Ricky and Carlene working her bloody was making my balls churn.

  Decided it was time to work my babies, had them get under the table and eat Mary and Joe, Ricky sucking cock, Carlene dining on Marys fat hair pie, both of my friends ooh and ahhing to beat the band, my babies aimed to please. They brought them off together, Ricky sharing his mouthful of spunk with Carlene, they were blowing sperm bubbles, the crowd enthralled by their eroticism, the congrats to me many, I had hit the marriage lottery no doubt about it. There was a certain something in the air, everyone waiting for the main show to start, when Joe told me the hubby was in the crowd, unsuspecting of everyones knowledge, his slut was locked in a holding cell, would be brought in later, let the carnage begin

  Whenever Lisa and Bob called me to the dais, Christ, I just wanted to play, not make speeches, but their informing of my position on the board of directors not to be sneezed at, I would have complete access to the compound, dreams are made of this, my speech was short to the point, about the level of slaves, how Ricky and Carlene had proved their worth, should be held up to every slave, if they had core values, absolute submission, they might find them selves in my babies place, the crowd hanging on my words like as if I was Hawkins explaining the universe. Imagine my surprise, imagine their surprise, when Ricky and Carlene, who was Lisa and Bobs birth cunt, were called up to the dais, Lisa admitting them as the first preteen members of the Farm, my babies aced their test, kneeling and kissing Bob and Lisas feet, then crawling to me, many kisses for my boots, their kneeling at my feet, so, so sexy, so, so submissive.

  As they sat on my lap beaming, feeding me cheese and crackers, their little faces afire with well earned pride, I told them what it meant, they did not have to be leashed, could wear clothes, were not subject to anyones abuse but mine, they amused me by declaring, jointly, with youthful solemnity, they wanted to be my pets on leashes, each barking softly, doggy begging, my love for them high, lots of face kisses, their sighs, giggles so sexy. Rickys soft words, they needed my dominance, I agreed, but I pointed out, I would not humiliate them in public without just cause, we agreed it was a deal, we all got stoked as the lights flicked off and on, show time, some unsuspecting bastard was getting his clock punched,mm mm.

  Wow, it was awesome, how they had announced they had a mystery victim, the slag had a leather mask over her face, her body covered in a loose hanging robe, she was restrained by her wrists, cuffed to poles at her side, cunt was not going any where. The MC, a sexy mid thirties guy, if you liked Botoxed, pretty boy fags, played it up for all it was worth, pretending to draw a couples name from a hat at random, that couple would unveil the slaves identity, and of course the couple would be the loose lipped hubby and his all knowing soon to be avenged widow, who was pulling off an Academy Awards performance, leading hubby by the hand, as if it was The Price Is Right, our heads were all together, our running commentary witty and dark, befitting the coming blood shed, both their small hands rubbing my hardening wood, Rickys delicate fingers freeing my monster, both of them kissing it with love, their joint words, they loved me, hoped they made me happy, told them the truth, any happier and I would surely burst. Got them on my lap again, wanted to watch the fun with them, enjoyed their sweet faces so close to mine, their words so funny, their breath so sweet smelling, they thought it was all a hoot, and it was.

  His look priceless as hubby figured it out, his dull brain a bit slow, his attempt at fleeing lame, Bob getting him with the stun gun, the fag shaking his shit on the floor, his girl friend screaming, his wife looking like she was minutes from a very satisfying cum, and I was sure she was. They got hubby up, chained him next to the girlfriend, partners in crime, they looked like they wanted nothing to do with each other, so much the better. Bob reading the charges, hubby had violated the morals clause, to wit, cheating on his wife, punishable by exile, but the charge of devulging Farm secrets was death, torturous death, and Bob thundered that the charges were fact, hubby blubbering that the cunt was lying, his part time cunt screaming she could prove he told her shit, revealing serious shit she had no way of knowing, Bobs head sagged, loved Ricky rubbing his little hands together in delight as he followed the passion play, Carlene was lost, I explained his crimes, her anger, he could of ruined all of this, she was brighter than I assumed, gave her a wiggly mouth tonguing, her giggles sweet, we, along with everyone else awaited his fate, as the girl friend was sentenced first.

  Bob called out the hubbys kids, two slave boys, fourteen and fifteen, they were Farm laborers, in shape, loyal to their Mom, this could be sweet, The sons raped the girl friend, everyone cheering them on, their Mom using a lighter to burn the cunts tits, verbally trash her rival, the boys gave her a nice hard rutting, leaving her naked, used, sobbing, good. She was strung back up, Bobs verdict, the cunt would be given to the slaves as a New Years Eve gift, a tradition at the Farm was to allow the slaves to butcher a victim as a gift for services rendered. First the offended wife was allowed to carve a large A in the cunts forehead, her angry spit coating the sobbing cheaters bloody puss, her sons landing barrages of fists to their moms enemys exposed tits and belly.

  The cunt was left to ponder her moral failures, everyone wanted at the hubby, he was getting everyones best, he was physically shaking, begging like a fag, calling his wifes name, his sons, they attacked him, their anger boiling over, his fear visible, the sons all fists and boots, their fag dad catching years of compressed rage, their mom cheering them, jumping up and down, her spectacular breasts giving everyone a flop demonstration of epic proportions, why would anyone toss away a sweet piece of ass like this bouncy pig,what a tool this loser was, he was turtled to his sons, they were stomping him bloody, Bob halting them, chuckling to leave some for the others, telling the boys everyone hates their father, he was the lowest form of life, they agreed, their faces angry sneers, mm mm.

   Hubby was led by his collar, made to kneel at everyones feet, the spit covering him, the words hard, no sense pretending, everyone hated a blabber mouth. Ricky and Carlene were debating just deserts for the loosed lipped fag, I was rubbing their tender bellies, just taking it all in, Carlene wanting hubbys junk cut off and fed to the girlfriend, Ricky wanted the hubbys secret telling tongue removed, my babies had Supreme Court wisdom, of that there is no doubt, and that was how it played out. Someone suggesting I decide his fate, my soft finger snaps, like it was below me, my babies front and center, dazzling in their matching cocktail dresses, Carlenes cold words, remove his junk, give the slag what she thought she wanted, the crowd erupted with raucous shouts of agreement, Ricky simply moving towards the front of the dais silenced the crowd, my girls owned these sophisticated folks, his soft, sexy drawl, slow and harsh, his tongue must go, let everyone know secret tellers go dumb, the noise was like a wave of joy, hard core Masters, who viewed preteens as nothing more than meat, were lining up to shake my girls hands, my cock was bursting, but for once my heart was bigger than my nine inch club, for I was filled with pride, our world, the trinity, never divided.

   Ricky got the offending tongue, using locking forceps, several Masters assisting him, treating him with real respect, their kisses tender, he was one of them, the way he ripped it off, waved it over his head, his voice loud, clear, never, ever tell tales out of school, my girl was dreamy, Carlenes pretty face full of devotion for Ricky, he smeared the tongue in the girlfriends horrified face, her over the top disgust to be taken advantage of, one of the guys sticking the tongue up her pussy, then stuffing it up her fat asshole, leaving it there, her begs useless, comical how she shook her fat ass trying to dislodge hubbys tongue, no mercy in this court. The noises coming from hubby quite entertaining, the MC pretending to converse with him, the blood spewing from his pie hole, Mc holding the mike to the girlfriends ass, quite amusing.  Ricky back in my lap best of all, my kisses deep, my words all praise, telling him he was close to his owning horse, a dream of his. Carlenes turn, telling me she was going to earn a whole fucking stable of horses, my heart beating love fast, she headed for her victim, Ricky slipped his glorious pussy onto my cock, his little left hand behind my neck, his kisses continuous, just because he moans softly to me, we are drawn like moths to light, Carlene, tiny Goddess, commanded the room.

She was born to preach, her body pacing before the sobbing hubby, her words righteous, her moral indignation raging, her face red with passion, the crowd under her spell, she had everyone line up, he was kneed in his balls by everyone, even available slaves, who were allowed to spit in his face, a rare occurance indeed, her religious imagary stunning, telling us to help stamp the evil out of his groin. He was out, his head hanging, spit drooling fool, one of the doctors blasting him with an adrendelin shot, didn't want him to miss his own funeral, they left him on the floor, Carlene standing over him, preaching for him to repent, her piss baptizing him, her words soothing, lulling, she would free his burden, remove his guilt, she bid him to his knees, her tiny soft hand steadied him, patted him like he was a little boy, the back light making her appear to be glowing with wisdom, gave him the knife, the gasps audible, everyone on edge at her daring, she asked him to remove the offending member, he fuck did it, staring into Carlenes glowing eyes, the fag cut his johnson loose, knelt there dazed, bloody member in his right hand, Carlene swiftly removing the blade from his other, my girl was quick, strike my slow girl snides, Carlene was hot stuff.

  My baby was not done, calling the wife up, together they opened his battered ball bag, and snipped his bruised balls, and yeah, they made his girl friend eat his raw balls, her vomit earning her a full body caning, leaving her covered in bloody streaks, she was taken away before she was snuffed. We all ridiculed hubby as he bled out, his sons using his wife to their content, she was loving it, telling her dying husband he never made her feel like this, what a way to go, and yet the fuck deserved it, his death gurgle a welcome sound, sick of his sucking air, what an unsavory figure, blabbing on your peers was low down shit for sure. Surely I had the sexiest, hardest preteen slaves ever, could feel the mixtue of awe and respect for us, told my babes we were out of here, had no desire to eat hubby, he was inferior meat, more that I knew my babies needed more violence, that a fifteen year old cunt, Kerry, was waiting us at the cottage spurred me on, wanted to see the kids get down with her, could be a nice little blood letting.

  Lisa grabbed me before we got away, our day was planned tomorrow, my brides to be would spend the day with the ladies being pampered, the whole spa deal, I would go hunting with Bob and Joe, my final boys night out so to speak. Bri would be executed before the wedding, his carcass cooking while we were married, we could live with that. My babes were all excited about having a spa day, Rickys want to be beautiful on his wedding day so cute, Carlenes giggle, they were going to be the two sexiest brides ever, my smile moronic long, could not wait to see them in their bridal gowns, to go through the whole rite, sure it was a farce, but it wasn't, for we would live as man and two wives, that would be our family unit. My tease, we would be in Disney in two days, how they looked ready to burst with happiness, they had taken to holding hands whenever they walked, as if they were a pair, and they were, realized how right this was, my girls were happy, well adjusted kids, you would not see them whiney and slacking, they treated life serious, but knew how to have fun, perfect wives to be were they.