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FRAGMENT
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by V.P. Viddler
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Harry Barrington arriving home found himself in a nightmare.
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His wife, Betsy, thirty-eight, was hanging by her hair from
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the living room chandelier, stark naked, wrists tied tightly in
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back of her, mouth tightly gagged, body straining as she stood on
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her toes, still-high firm breasts quivering, nipples stiff with
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fright, eyes wide with horror.
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His daughter Emily, nineteen, was lying spread eagled across
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the dining room table, wrists and ankles bound to its legs, body
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taut, stark naked, mouth tightly gagged, stretched so tightly she
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could move nothing but her head.
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His daughter Judy, seventeen, was tied on her knees on the
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kitchen floor, stark naked, ankles bound, thighs bound, elbows
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lashed together behind her back, hands useless, breasts pulled up
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and out, hair bound with rope secured to a ring in the floor,
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pulling her head back sharply, pulling her mouth open. She was
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not gagged.
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His daughter Karen, fifteen, was bent over a desk in his
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study, stark naked, wrists bound to one side, ankles to the
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other, breasts crushed against the hard surface, long hair
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hanging off one side.
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His sister, Diana, twenty-six, was hanging upside-down from
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her ankles in the bathroom, stark naked, hair hanging, breasts
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shaking, fine long legs pulling taut with strain, mouth tightly
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gagged.
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His maid, Sonya, twenty-two, was crawling around the floor,
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stark naked, crying, moaning, gasping, and sucking the cocks of
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all six of the strange men who waited for him, each in his turn.
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"Your maid has a damn good mouth," the first man said.
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"I know," Harry Barrington said. "I've used it many times.
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Sonya knows that if I am to be kept from informing the
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immigration authorities about her, I must be kept happy. I make
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her keep me happy with that mouth. But I have not sampled the
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mouths of myh daughters. Have you?"
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"No," the man said. "As you were not here to watch."
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"You think I do not wish to watch? My dear sir, I will join
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you. Which shall it be first? But I see you have positioned Judy
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ideally for that purpose. Shall we start with her?"
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"If raping your daughters, your wife, your family, will not
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move you," said the man, "We will have to torture them."
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"In that case," Barrington said, "may I suggest starting
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with my sister Diana? For many years I have wished to hear that
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silly bitch howling in agony. But of course my daughter Karen,
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being so young, may produce a wilder variety of sound. And I must
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say I did not realize that Karen had such soft, voluptuous
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thighs. As a candidate for rapine, I would pick her; but then I
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know what my wife is like. And no one is better at cock-sucking.
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I assure you, sir, my wife's mouth is as delicious as a warm
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bath. And if you force her to suck you off just after a hard,
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long session with the whip--"
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"You have such a whip?"
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"But of course."
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"I will use it on your wife as she is now. How it will
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hurt!"
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"With your permission, I will have my daughter Judy employ
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that luscious mouth upon my prick as I watch. As for Emily--"
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"Stop!" the man said. "I cannot elicit information from you
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if you will not cry out against the mass raping of your family."
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"Did you try pissing in Judy's mouth?" Barrington said.
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"What a fabulous toilet she makes!"
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"If I must--"
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"And Diana upside-down! How fascinating! Can you just raise
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her up a bit, enough to allow me to put my cock in her mouth, as
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I snap my fingernails against those fine pink nipples and rejoice
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in her awful cries of agony? But to fuck Karen in the ass--to try
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out Emily's arousingly straining, immobile body--to watch darling
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Betsy swinging from her hair as my cigar tip kisses so painfully,
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so agonizingly, so excitingly, her fantastic bosm, that gag
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giving its own pleasure as she forces muffled sounds through it,
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and you whip that soft frantic body..."
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