She wasn't all that good looking, not at first glance. She was by no means ugly but the way she dressed left little to admire. I mean I've seen nuns show of more skin than this lady. I think that's what first caught my eye about her. That and the fact that she looked every part the prim proper prude with her high collar long sleeve blouse, floor length skirt, rim glasses and her hair done all up in a bun. I glanced over at her from time to time. Watching as she looked over her rim glasses disdainfully at the world. What a bitch I thought. Here was someone that needed a total attitude adjustment. All through the meal she complained about this thing or that to the waiter. Not pleased with anything. When she finally finished eating and got up to leave I nearly choked on my meal. All though she acted like a shriveled up prune, her body was that of a porn star. All her work to hide her body fell apart the minuet you got a good look at her profile. Her dress style hid most of her figure but could do nothing about her bust. Her tits were HUGE! No amount of "proper" dress could hid them. 38DD juggs strained the buttons of her blouse as she walk by. It was a crime to hid a body like that. It should be displayed . Shown in magazines, in videos on STREET CORNERS! Used by men and women alike. No wonder she was so unhappy. Here she is sitting in a restaurant when she should be on her back. I felt it was my duty to help her become the sex-toy slut nature obviously intended her to be with a body like that. With that in mind I gave a slight mental push at her to unconsciously reach up and massage her tits as she complained to the poor man behind the cashier about the lousy quality of her meal. She of course did so immediately. Thinking nothing of it. Caressing and fondling her melons as the cashier looked on with a smile now on his face, not hearing what the dumb cows was saying. Just pleased to be watching. My next mental command was to come to my table after she paid her bill and thanked the man for letting her eat there. I told her to say she was sorry for acting like such a bitch, and if she had enough time she would stop by later and blow him and the staff off for the trouble she put them through. She did exactly that, getting a wide open gape from the cashier and the several waiters who had gathered to watch her play with her tits. I then mentally told her to now resume her normal behavior. As she came out of her trance she look across at the now growing group of men across from her and wondered what the hell they were all starring at. She then walked over to my table and causally wrote out her full name address and phone number for me. I then told her to thank me and then forget all about what happened here right after she left. "Thank you." she then said and strolled toward the front door with a slightly puzzled look on her face. " This is going to be fun" I mumbled to my self as I pocketed the piece of paper and left the restaurant after mentally telling the cashiers that not only did I pay but left a generous tip as well. "Come again soon." he called out as I left. Chapter 2 The Call Marry Anderson left the restaurant feeling as though she had forgotten something very important, but for the life of her she couldn't remember what that thing was. Come to think of it she could remember very little about her entire meal, except that it was one of the best she's had in quit a long time. She also felt a rather odd after glow . I must remember to go and eat there again she told herself as she made her way back to work. All that day as she at in her office at the library acquisitions desk she had the nagging feeling that she was forgetting something very important. Somthing she really should be remembering. Oh well, she thought, I'm sure it'll come back to me. Still the nagging was at the back of her mind. She wasn't the kind of person to be forgetting things. As head of the city libraries new acquisition department she prided herself on the fact that she never let anything get by her. Her job was to make sure nothing unsavory got placed on the libraries hollowed shelves. Known for her ability to ferret out even the slightest suggestion of anything sexual she has kept many a classic novel off the racks. I don't care if it is Shakespeare, she'd say, Smut is smut. This attitude quickly earned her the nickname Ice queen as well as the reputation for being a class1 grade A bitch. She had devoted her life to seeing that all forms of pornography was removed from her community. She took great pride in having been the driving force behind the relocation of two sex shops out of the area . Something that also got her quit a bit of hatred from the owners of the stores as well as their customer. The day went as any other one. Turning down request forms for books she thought didn't belonged at HER library. Going through the ones already on the shelves to make sure nothing got by her the first time. Until finally it was time to go home. As she got ready for bed she notice how sensitive her bosom had become. Must be the bra she thought. I must remember to go out tomorrow and pick up a new one. She had the day off tomorrow anyway and planed to go out and try to find some new clothes so she'd pick up a new one then. Finding clothes was not easy for her. Very few places carried the old fashioned style high collar clothing she wanted, and even fewer carried them to fit her chest. As she slipped on her full length wool night gown the phone rang. Little did she now it was to be only the first of many such calls. Hello, who is it? Is this Marry Anderson of 220 West Pine street. Yes it is, how may I help you. Tell me Marry, what are you wearing. WHAT!!! I said tell me what your wearing. NO! what kind of pervert are you calling m... Marry, you will tell me what your wearing and you will tell me NOW. Listen buster if you thin.... A white wool full length night gown with a small pink bow at the neck line, light blue cotton panties and white house slippers...nk you can just call me up and.... Wait a minute why did she say that. She had no reason to tell this obscene caller anything let alone what she was wearing. What was wrong with her... Very good Marry. Who the hell are.. You will now listen to everything I have to say to you Marry. You will not hang up the phone. You will not interrupt me. Do you understand? Yes. What the hell was going on here. What was wrong with her. Marry's mind raced. Hang up. Stop talking . Drop the phone her mind screamed at her. You are feeling very relaxed right now. You have a feeling of peace and tranquillity as you listen to my voice. The sound of my voice makes you happy Marry. You like listening to me don't you. Yes. Her mind was slowly loosing hold on her. She felt like she was in a fog. As the voice drowned on. Tell me Marry are you married? No. I'm divorced. She was completely under his control now. Happy to just stand there and listen. Do you have any children? Yes, a daughter, Amy/ How old is you daughter Marry. She'll be 13 next month. Is she there with you in the house now? No, she's away a bible camp for the summer. Good, that means your alone in the house aren't you? Yes. Take of your night gown Marry. Let it fall to the floor. OK. Marry lifts her right hand and undoes the small pink tie at the neck letting the gown fall to the floor. Tell me Marry do you like standing there with nothing on but you panties and house slippers? NO. she answers truthfully. Yes you do Marry. It makes you feel good to stand around like that. It makes you hot to show of your body. Tell me you like it Marry. Yes, I do like it. Her voice taking on a slight ly husky tone as she feel herself becoming aroused. It's good that you like it Marry. In fact it makes you wet. Doesn't it? Oh, yes. Her voice becoming strained from the new sensations running through her body. Tell me Marry. Tell me what it does to you. It makes my vagina .. NO! That's wrong Marry. It's a cunt or snatch or pussy, even twat but never vagina. Do you understand? I understand. Her face blushing slightly at the use of the words even though she's standing in the middle of her living room half naked, pussy juice starting to run down the inside of her left thigh. In fact Marry, from now on you will only use dirty words when on the phone with me. You love to talk like a common street whore Marry. The nastier you speak the happier you make me, and Marry, making me happy is the single most important thing in your life. As she listen to the man on the phone she wonder why she ever felt funny talking about how slimmy her crack was getting with cunt juice. Now, tell me Marry are your panties wet? Yea, my cunt leaking like a broken faucet into them. The whole crotch is cover in my juice. It's even starting to run down the inside of my leg. Good Marry, that's just as it should be, because Marry. You like being nasty just as much as you like talking nasty don't you. Shit yea! Makes me hot just thinking about standing around airing out my crack with my juices running everywhere. That's a good girl Marry. Now I want you to take your panties off and use them to wipe up the juice running down you leg. Her free hand reaches down to her waist and pulls on the waist band of her blue panties. As she pulls the sticky panties from her crotch and wipes her inner legs off with them her breathing becomes heavier and the smell of her musky pussy fill the air. OK, I'm done. She says. Good girl Marry. Now hold them up to you face and take a good deep breath. I want you to smell all that funky juice. Mmmmmm.. Is all he hears in response. Smells good hu Marry. I bet it tastes even better. Why don't you shove you panties into your mouth for me Marry. Chew on them for awhile. Marry pushes the soaked panties into her mouth. The taste of her twat coats her tongue. Chew on them marry. Chew it like it was a piece of gum. Make sure and get all that juice out. Ummfffmm! She mumbles behind the wadded ball of cloth in her mouth. You've been a very good girl tonight Marry. I'm pleased. She thrills a the knowledge that she's made him happy. A wide smile spread across her face as she happily chews away at the panties which ,by now, start to lose some of their flavoring. Marry. In a few minutes I'm going to have you wake up. When you do you will react as you normally would. You will still do everything I tell you to no matter how much you hate doing it. You will have no control over your body, and no matter want you do you will find yourself getting sexually excited despite yourself. The nastier the more excited you will become. Do you understand? Yes, I understand. Awake! She felt disoriented at first and was not sure were or who she was. Then it all came back to her. The man on the phone, and Oh God She was half naked! She tried to hang up the phone but couldn't. Nor could she yell at him because to her horror she still had the panties in her mouth and couldn't stop chewing on them. YOUTH BASTHTED!!!! She screamed around the panties. He laughed and laughed at her as she began to cry still chewing away on the panties the taste of her cunt running down her throat. Tell you what Marry. To show you I'm not such a bad guy you can take the panties out of your mouth.......and then rub them all over you face!!! HaHaHaHa! Noooo.. she screamed as her right had pulled them from her mouth and pressed them all around her face. After a few minutes he said "O.K. that's enough of that." The sound of her weeping came over the phone. How humiliating. Worst of all she was doing it all to her self. She shuddered as she heard him speak again. You know what Marry. I'm planning to turn you into a total slut. Not just any slut Marry, oh no, but one of the nastiest pieces of fuck flesh you could possible imagine. Noooo!!!Please just leave me alone. Now that wouldn't be much fun now would it Marry? She stood naked and trembling listening to the sound of his voice. Tell me Marry do have any plans for tomorrow? She struggled to tell him no. To lie, but after a minute she blurted out that she was going clothe shopping. Excellent I can help you get you new outfits. Won't that be fun! She fell to her knees and weeped openly into the phone, tears running down her face. I'll call you bright and early tomorrow morning. Nothing but a whimper comes from the other end. I'm going to hang up in a few minute Marry. When I do I want you to put your night gown back on. You will then throw the used panties away and go get a fresh pair. You will put those on and proceed to get ready for bed. As soon as your in bed you will fall instantly asleep. You will awaken refreshed and happy.. However when call you again you will immediately remember that you must OBEY ME! Do you understand Marry? {whimper} Chapter 3 THE MORNING AFTER Marry awoke the next morning with a horrible taste in her mouth, no matter how many times she brushed her teeth she could still taste her juices from the night before. It seemed to linger on her taste buds as a kind of sick reminder of her ordeal. If it wasn't for the taste she'd have written the whole thing off as a nightmare. What was she thinking last night. She should have fought him harder. It was even worse on her due to the fact that this perverted bastard was forcing her to do the sort of deviant things she'd spent her whole life fighting against. Not only that but her own body was betraying her. It seemed to yearn for more of the strange mans commands. To long it had gone without, and now that it was starting to feel the pleasures denied it for so long it wanted more . Well, she told herself, it's going to stop here and now. I can be just as strong willed as he is. Next time he calls (if there was one) she planed on telling him what she thought of him and his phone call. Deep down though she knew it was a lie. Marry sat nervously eyeing the phone as she ate breakfast. It was 7:30 and still no call. Maybe he wouldn't call today. She prayed he'd forgotten about her. When 9:00 rolled by and still no call she was starting to doubt that any of it really happened. By 10:00 she'd all but convinced herself it was a some vivid hallucination and that she must have made the whole thing up. As she got ready to go out for a day of shopping her heart froze as the phone began to ring. {ring} No, it couldn't be! It was probably work, or maybe just a wrong number. It couldn't be him. {ring} The phone continue to ring, a sudden inexplicable urge to answer it pulled at her. NO, she told herself. Not this time. She wouldn't pick up the phone. If I can't hear him he can't control me. {ring} I'll just stand there till it stops. {ring}.....click "Hello. You have reached the Anderson residence. We are unable to come to the pho..." OH GOD NO!!! The answering machine. She'd completely forgot about the answering machine. I've got to turn it of before.. Marry. Pick up the phone Marry. I know your there. She froze in mid step to turn off the machine. Marry, pick up the phone NOW!!! She fought the urge, the burn in her soul to answer him. MARRY!!!!! She picked up the receiver.. He..Hel...Hello, her voice cracked. Oh that was very naughty of you Marry. I 'm going to have to punish you for that. Listen you. I don't know who you are or what came over me last night but if you think you can just call me up and get me to due what ever you want your crazy! No marry, YOU LISTEN. You will never hesitate to pick up the phone again. Do you understand. You will always rush to get the phone. She felt his words tugging at her. Commanding her. No! She said through clenched teeth. I won't listen. You can't make me. Just this took all her will and concentration. Shit, she was stronger than he had first thought. He must have caught her off guard last time. He'd have to reinforce his will on her. Give he some reason to give just the slightest bit and he could take control again. Well Marry, I guess that's that. You win. I 'll just have to find someone else to play with. Someone I can have more fun with. Her heart soared at hearing this. Could it really be that easy. Had she won just like that. I mean, your daughter Amy would probably be much more fun to play with than you are. She's nice, young, and I bet easily controlled. I could probably get her to entertain a few dozen of my friends. Well it's been fun Marry, Goodbye! No wait. Suddenly Marry felt sick. Her heart sank to the depth of her soul and fear griped her. You're lying! Not her daughter, not Amy. Jesus she was just twelve. Not even he could be that twisted. That's right Marry. Little Amy Anderson, your daughter, will take your place. You see I did some checking up. There really aren't that many bible camp around you know. It was very easy to find her. I know where she is and how I can get to her. The campers aren't allowed to get calls, She knew it was a lie but hoped he didn't. Besides I'll call and tell them about you. Tell them not to let you anywhere near her. Be serious Marry. You'll call and tell them what. To keep her away from who. You don't even know me. It really wouldn't matter anyway. I wouldn't have to talk to her directly. I could just talk to one of the camp counselors. Before you know it he'd have her hands tied and legs spread primed and ready for the rest of the camp. She'd be fucked senseless by the time you could get help to her. Hell I could even make him take her out and get banged by a bear or something. Wouldn't that be a scream Marry. Your little girls first fuck could be Smoky Bear!!! Ha HaHa HAHA. No, please! she begged. She knew what he was saying was true. He'd do it to. She was sure of it. Wait for what Marry? I'm a busy man you know. I've got camp counselor to call, arrangements to set. Not to worry though. I'll make sure and send your love to her . Tell you what Marry. I'll have everyone of the horny fuckers raping you baby let her know much her mother appreciate her taking her place. Won't that be nice? Every load that shoots up or in her pussy will be from mother with love. HaHaHaHaHa You can't do this to us! {weeping openly into the phone.} Why can't you just leave us alone! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE US ALONE!!!!!!!!! Why Marry. I thought it was obvious. Because your a stuck up bitch who thinks her pussys made of gold. . What's worse is that you've seemed to have forgotten that the only thing you were born for was so a man could jerk off in you. Use you like the slut God intended you to be. To be ridden hard and put away all slimy and wet. I'm just trying to help you realize your purpose in life. You should be thanking me Marry. I'm kind of like your guidance counselor. {evil laughter} HaHaHa! Nooooooo...Despair filled her heart. This was the opportunity her was waiting for. Hush now Marry, he said soothingly. Everything is going to be fine. All you have to do is just take a deep breath and relax. Your safe Marry. You feel total at ease. She felt herself starting to drift and realize to late what was happening. That's right Marry, just let it all go. You don't have any thing to worry about. How silly she now felt. What had she been crying about. Her life was perfect. She didn't have a care in the world. You see Marry. There's no reason to get upset is there. As a matter of fact you think everything I've been saying is wonderful. The though of me not seeing you daughter worries you. You're thrilled at the idea of me going to see her. Tell me Marry, do you think I should pay a visit to your daughters camp. Oh yes! That would be a wonderful idea. I think you should go right up and see her today. For a moment she felt confused at having said this. She seemed to remember not wanting him to see Amy at all. No, she must be wrong. Him seeing Amy is a wonderful idea. All though she's not sure why it's wonderful, just that it is. Oh I don't know Marry. I mean I am rather busy. He teased her. No please. If not today then soon. It's very important to me. You could even borrow my car. I'd fill the tank and everything. Ok. You talked me into it, but not today. Today we go get you new clothes remember. Yes new clothes, her head deep in a fog, her pussy already starting to juice at the fun it knows is in store. Since today is such an important day for you, being the first official day of training for your new career, I think I should help you get dress. It many take a little time for me to get there, so I'll have to give you something to keep you occupied. Let's see now. Ah I've got it. As soon as I hang up Mary you will return to your former self except that you will have no control over your own body or desires. Your head will be filled with images of both you and your daughter in the most deviate act you can imaging. These thoughts Marry will make you extremely horny. You will be unable to keep your hands off yourself. You will in effect Marry be raping yourself. The urge to grab objects around you and stuff them up your cunt and fuck yourself to a cum will overpower you. You will also find that you'll be able to cum VERY easily, time and time again, and no matter how tired you get or much you cum you will always want more. Do you understand Marry. Oooh..Ye...yesss. I under..sttttt..ahahhuh aaaaahhhhh YES.....YES...YES. Mary shudders into the first of many orgasm, awaiting the coming of the man that now controlled her destiny. Hummmmm He smiled to himself as he hung up the phone. Now the fun begins he thought. Marry came out of her daze. What the hell happen. She looked at the wall on the clock. 11:30, where the hell did that hour and a half go. Suddenly the picture of her kneeling naked on a crowded street corner, mouth open, face cover in a thick layer of cum, holding a sign saying " SPERM BANK DEPOSITS" popped into her mind. Her legs trembled and her cunt fluttered as her right hand started to press the receiver of the phone into her crotch. What...heyyy..noooo. I cant stop myself...Oh God please someone help me I can't stop. ********************************************** Had her neighbors been home they would have heard her curses and pleas for help. They would have heard her screams of pain as she stretched the limits of her tight pussy with nick-nacks and odds and ends. As well as he moans of passion as she brought her self to forced orgasm after orgasm on thoughts of her daughter and herself being used by thousands of men, women, animals and latex good in an infinite number of ways. Had they been there they would have seen the man arrive 40 minutes later and go into the Anderson house, But unfortunately for Marry they weren't. Chapter 4 THE MEETING As he approached the house he could hear the soft mewing sound of someone in deep pain/pleasure. His lips curled into a vicious grin. It had taken him nearly an hour to get here. Not that he was in any hurry, he knew she'd be there for him when he finally arrived. He preferred to keep her waiting actually . To make the big titted cow suffer in her own debasement for as long as possible. Honey, I'm home! he called out sarcastically as he forced open the front door. He step in and closed the door behind him. Taking a second he looks around the entrance way. Nice place, he thought. Could use a couple of dildos here and there, the occasional whip hanging on the wall, but overall it was a good start. As he walked farther into the house he was greeted by the scent of an overheated cunt. The place literally reeked with the musky smell only a hot holed bitch could produce. ah.ahh....ahhh..ahhhha......ahhahhahh ...AAAHHHHHHHH GOD YES FUCK ME FUCK ME. AHHOOOUAHHHHH! Is that you I hear dear? He followed the sound into the living room where he found the once prim proper Marry Anderson lying on the her floor half conscious. She had ripped open her blouse and pulled one of her huge udders out of the restraining bra in order to savagely maul, fondle and massage it. The nipple was fiery red from her constant tweaking, pulling, and pinching. It stood out a good inch and a half from the top of her big white mound of tit flesh. Her once neatly groomed hair was matted to her head from sweat and a sheen of it cover her whole body. She had her long plain black skirt bunched up around her hips baring her ass from the waist down. Her legs were spread wide apart reveling her now swollen gaping puffy cunt to the world. A thick layer of pussy froth had built up around the lips of her snatch from its constant churning. Her juices coated both the inside of her legs and ran freely to the carpet below were a large stain had formed beneath her. Hips thrusting up into the air, her right hand lazily fucked the remains of a Barbie doll in and out of her gash. A sickly squish, slurp, squish, slurp could be heard as the doll was worked into her sloppy cunt. Varies items lay strewn about her. Seven candle sticks, half a banana, two carrots, a cucumber and a rolling pin all of which showed obvious evidence of having just been jammed up her cunt. As he stood over her and watched, her body went into a series of spasms as another orgasm griped the helpless woman. Help me please... she gasped out as her cum shook her body. The Barbie doll bobbed obscenely up and down in time to the pulses of pleasure deep within her pussy. Her legs shook and spread wider as if to let some invisible lover get better access to her gash. Her once fresh white cotton panties now hung in a wet rolled up ball from her left ankle as her legs jerked and kicked. Having fun are we Marry? {smiling down on her}. She look up at the man standing above her. Her head lulled to one side as her eye's rolled back in the sockets. Yet another powerful orgasm was ripping through her. Images popping into her mind. Thoughts of her pimping her daughter out to high school football teams and college fraternities as a party favor flashed through her mind. She was beginning to enjoy the perverted slide show in her mind. Each of her countless orgasms had been accompanied one or more images of such thing so that now Marry associated the image of her and her daughters humiliation and degradation with the ultimate pleasures wracking through her body. She grinned up insanely at the stranger, drool running down from the corners of her mouth. Nnnniiiccee ccccuuuummmmm....Marry babbled to herself and then immediately began to cry. After each orgasm she hated herself for enjoying what was happening. Enjoying those deeply depraved thoughts running through her mind. OK Marry I think you've had enough for now, I guess you can stop. Slowly her hands stopped their insistent raping of her own body. The tingling and the deep burning ache deep in her slowly died to a low flame. It did not however go out. Marry's body had been pushed to far after having gone with out for so long. It liked the feeling it was being subjected to, and didn't really want to stop. He allowed her a moment to compose herself before starting in on her. Who are you!?! she gasped. Still short of breath from the hour long ordeal. Who I am is not important Marry. All you need to know is that I am now a part of your life. WHY!... she asked for the millionth time. WHY ME!!!! You really are a stupid cunt you know that Marry, his harsh words biting into her. It's not just YOU! Your not the first, and most certainly not the last. You see bitch I go from town to town, place to place turning prim little pussy's like you into what you were actually born to be.... FUCK TOYS! You and a select few like you Marry were born to be fuck and sucked and give pleasure to those around you. Your tongue was given to you so you may taste the creamy goodness of a mans cock. You mouth is just another hole to fuck, as is you ass and pussy. Your whole reason in life is to be used. Soon Marry you'll beg to have the great honor of letting a man place his dick between the valley of your balloon like tits and fuck those creamy jugs till they reward you with a nice hot load on the face....... She listened on in horror to what he was telling her. Of how men would fuck her up the ass in dark alleyways. Or having dozens of men jack off into her hair till it hung in stringy lumps from the top of her head. About going from house to house offering herself to the families within as a sex toy for not only the parents but the kids and family pets as well, and the really scary part was that part of her wanted this. Her body was starting to respond to the way he was taking to her. It like being treated cheaply. Used as a plaything. This scared her more than any thing that's happened so far. She was becoming just what he said she was all along . A CHEAP 2 CENT WHORE! Time to get dressed Marry. You have people to do and thing to fuck.HaHaHaHa! He grabs her by her exposed nipple and pulls on it like a leash. Where's your room? It's...It's up stairs...she whispers. He immediate heads for the stairs leading Marry by her over sensitive nipple. Oww.. she cries out. Shut up slut, you haven't felt anything yet. {Up in Marrys room} What is all this shit? Don't you have one descent set of clothes in the whole house. Everything here is drab and loose fitting. Well I guess we'll have to improvise. He starts rummaging through her underwear drawer till he finds one of her older bra's. Holding it up he asks, Does this fit those watermelons of yours? She blushed at his comment, her face getting red. No, she replied. It hasn't for a while, its too small. What the hell are you getting all bashful for now. Just ten minutes ago you were shoving half the house up that cunt of yours and creaming like a running fucking tap. Only because I had no control.. she stated. Getting back some of her confidence. You made me do that. Oh yea, well who's making you stroke you nash now hu? She look down at herself. IT WAS TRUE! She had been slowly running the fingers of her right hand up along the opening to her slit as he was talking to her, her fingers showed sign of her cunt willingness as one then the other slipped in and out. Her cunt yawned open as if to catch them all. SHE was the one doing it this time. Her own body had betrayed her yet again. She quickly pulled her hand from her crotch. Ya see. I told you, your a bigger whore than you thought.. Here you are tits hanging out, skirt up, stroking your pussy and juicing up for a complete stranger. Now if that isn't a slut I don't know what is. She felt humiliated. It was true. Maybe what he was saying about her was right. Maybe she really was just a cheap piece of ass. While she stood an thought about who and what she really was he had gathered a small pile of her clothes on the bed. His sharp voice broke her out of her thoughts.. OK this is how it's going to be, he said flatly Number 1. You will no longer go by the name Marry Anderson. Do you understand. Your new name will be Snatch Face, and you WILL answer to it....As he said this he made her body start to build up a sexual fire in her. She was very responsive to it. Her legs starting to tremble slightly. Her pleasure grew as he spoke. I said do you understand?...Any thought at resisting him caused the pleasure to decrease. She balked at giving up the pleasing itch in side her fuck tunnel. Yes... she said, feeling the pleasure grow. My new name is {gasps of pleasure} Snatch Face! The heat kept building. She would do anything to keep the pleasure growing in her like the swelling of a fat dick. Number 2... You will always refer to me as Master. For that is exactly what I am, Your Master! Yeeessss Massster...{gasps and sighs} the pleasure continued to grow. She thought she'd die from the pleasure of it all. Number 3.. You will help me in any and all ways in turning your daughter into a big a slut as you are. What....? Her eyes flew open. N..N..No, I can't, not that please. She felt the pleasure leave her. Empty, alone, hopeless. She felt cold and vacant. Her cunt sadly still. He had taken it from her. Left her hanging dry in the air. WAIT...No...Please...she said falling to her knees. YES!!! I'LL DO IT!!!!!! JUST PLEASE, BRING IT BACK. I NEED IT BACK!!!!! Sex was like a drug to her now. She needed it. Craved it, and would do anything to get it. Even turn on her own daughter. He flooded her sense with orgasmic delight at her change of heart. She reeled in a world of ecstasy. Yessss....auuhhauhhaaaahhuu..take herrrrr...aaaahaaah..uuuugggg. take.... herrr.....ooohhhhh...yeaaa..fuck the little bitch... Just keep meee....cummmmminnngggg......AAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!! ! Marry Anderson no longer existed. Her mind pushed beyond it's limits had snapped. Marry Anderson die that day and a perverted copy of her calling herself SNATCH FACE was born Well here we are again at another ending. I hope enjoyed today's segment. I know I'm kind of rushing the story but I have little time to tell my tale as the thoughts of other stories plots crowd my mind. So stay tuned for the next chapter when we see what kind of life Snatch Face(a.k.a. Marry) has to look forward to. I also plan on bringing little Amy home from camp early to start her training at the hands of her mother..... Stay tuned...... Kinky is using a feather... Perverted is using the whole chicken....... Marry's planning on using the whole barn on little Amy!!!! As our scene open Marry and the stranger are in her bedroom. He has been going through her wardrobe trying to find something he felt suited her new personality. Unable to use any of the clothes as they were he quickly decides to just alter what she already owned. Gathering a small pile of clothing from both her and her daughters room he begins to cut and rip them into her knew Shopping Slut outfit. Marry Anderson knelt in the middle of her bedroom, chest heaving, hands tightly pressing between her legs. The last few shudders of her orgasm leaving her body. With head down and eye closed the reality of what she just did hit her. In the throws of passion she had offered her own daughter to this perverted beast known only as Master in exchange for a cum. Complete and utter shame overcame her. Oh the things she had thought.. said.. felt...while her pussy fluttered around her stabbing fingers. Such depraved ecstasy. Like always though, once her cunt was sated her senses returned to her. I..I....I didn't really mean what I said you know. Trying to convince herself more than him. Oh really? You sure sounded convincing enough a minute ago. I believe your exact words were "fuck the little bitch.. just keep me cumming!{smiling evilly as her imitated her voice} Her head hung lower and her shoulders dropped. It was true of course. She could no more deny it than the glaze of pussy juices now covering both her hands. She would have cried if she had any tears left. Her life was over. Every thing she had struggle so hard for over the years. All the hundreds of hours donated to her church and community as a good clean Christian woman were shattered in an instant. She had given it all up for and moment of orgasmic delight. Feeling she deserved what ever happened to her now, Marry resolved not to let the same fate befall little Amy. If she perform for this devil of a man maybe he'd forget about her daughter. She was of course wrong! Stand up and come over here Snatch Face! he commanded. I've got something for you to put on. My name is Marry, Marry Anderson. Not Snatch Face. She immediately regretted it. He turned on her, eyes red. Every time you disobey me Snatch Face, your daughter will suffer that much more. As it is she'll probable be burping up cum for a week. No wait! Punish me instead. I'm the one who disobeyed. Make me do something, not her. Fear gripped her. She had known the moment the words left her lips it was going to be trouble. I plan to Snatchy. I defiantly plan to. {a vicious twinkle in his eye} Now get up and come over here or I'll have you ridding your pussy up and down the fire hydrant on the street corner before you can blink. Her snatch started to water at the idea. She could picture herself happily bouncing up and down on top of the hydrant. Tits flopping all about as her neighbors stood around and watched. Her tongue darted out quickly licking her lower lip. She shook her head banishing the thought. No! She would never do such a thing willingly. Standing up on wobbly legs she started to stagger toward him. Here, squeeze those jugs of yours into this, he said handing her one of her smaller style bras. Marry held the thing before her. He had to be kidding. Both cups had two holes cut into them. She look over at him, the look he gave her said he wasn't. She started squeezing into the thing. Her ample breasts spilling over the sided as the bra tried to contain the mountains of flesh. Once the snap in back was hooked the pressure of her tits caused her nipples to be forced out. They jutted out obscenely before her. Nice, very nice. Now put this on, he said handing her a pair of her daughters Wonder Woman underoo panties These won't fit me, she said meekly. I'm to big for them. You can fit your big ass in them, don't worry about it. They'll just be a bit tight. Don't worry though. Once I start pimping you out to bachelor parties and conventions all the fucking will be bound to take a couple pound of you. As he said this his eye's never left Marry's, leaving no doubt as to his seriousness. Again Marry started to feel the glow of desire deep within. How the hell could she actually want something like that, she thought. Still the image grew in her mind. Picturing herself laying on a carpeted bench in the middle of a room full of men. Cock after cock pumping it's delicious seed up into her. Up her ass, down her throat, into her pussy. Men would cream all over her hundreds of times, till she lay lazily in a sea of jizm. Unconsciously her hand wandered to her quim and slipped first one then two fingers into it's hot wetness. STOP THAT IMMEDIATELY! You will not be allowed any pleasure unless I think you've earned it. His voice bringing Marry out of her wet daydream. Looking around she see her hand jamming it's fingers in and out her. She pulls them out with an audible {squish slurp}. I'm sorry, I didn't know I was....before she could finish he grabs her hand and lifts it to her face. The slimy digits inches from her nose she smells her own sex covering them. Lick it clean! he orders. Pushing her hand to her mouth. She obeys, fearful of his wrath. Wrinkling her nose she slides her fingers into her mouth. Tasting her own pussy. Make sure you get them all nice and clean. {gloating over her} She slid her tongue up and down the fingers, sucking each one clean. It's not so bad, she thought. Not as bad as I first though it tasted. Now get your panties on, it's getting late. He stood back and watched as she pulled her fingers from her mouth. Struggling to fit the child's bright pink Wonder Woman cotton under-roos on she loses her balance and falls over. Her let me help you, he said{laughing hysterically} Her reaches down and grabs her by her exposed nipples and pulls her up. AAIIIEEEEE!!!!!, she screams. Her nipples on fire from the savage treatment. His pulling causing more of her tits to ooze out through the hole in her bra. Now that look much better{still laughing} Don't you think so Snatchy? Marry looks down at her chest. His tugging had made a small hard shaped cone of tit flesh to be pulled out of the bra. Her nipples swelled atop them. Now for the panties...reaching around her waist her grabs the band of the underoo's and lifts upward savagely causing them to ride up into her snatch. UUHHHH! Marry was lifted off the ground from the force. Her body being jerked around by the man as her finished dressing her as if some kind of department store dummy. Times-a-wast'in bitch! By the time you're done the stores will be closed. He grabbed a black skirt from the pile and wraps it around her waist. He'd modified this too as he did all the clothes she would be wearing that day. The once floor length skirt now barley came down to her ass. Zipping it up from the back he move on to the next item. A sheer white silk blouse. He hadn't done much to this one. He'd left the high collar of the neck line, instead removing the sleeves of the blouse. All her shoes where plain looking flats. so he just grabbed a pair he felt would match. There now. Your pretty as a picture Snatchy! (A wide grin splitting his face) He led her over to the full length mirror. Marry's eyes bugged out at what she saw in the reflection. Her blouse, being white allowed anyone who was interested to get a good view of her nipples. The cones caused by the cuts in the bra bulging outward farther from her bust line making it look like her nipples were 2 inches wide and 1 1/2 inches long. The skirt was so short that certain ways she moved she would get glimpses of the bright pink little girl panties she wore bellow. This was made worse by the fact that one of the pictures of Wonder Woman's face on the underoo's was plasters right smack dab on the crotch. The face smiled cheerfully back at her as it was pulled thinly over her puffy cunt lips. Black pussy hair poking from the sides. That coupled with her once neat hair that now had stray strains sticking out of the bun atop her head gave her a cheap, "I'll blow you and all your friends for a nickel" look to her. Don't worry about the hair, he told her pointing to her pussy. I plan on removing all of it later. For now you'll just have to deal with it. You can't seriously want me to go out like this do you. I mean I'll get picked for indecent exposure or something! Marry's mind raced. Trying to think of a legitimate excuse for getting out of this humiliating experience. You are INDECENT Snatch Face. What would you call poking your pussy at the drop of a hat and offering your daughter up for the taking to anyone who could make you cum. I mean look at you. Even now your getting excited. Stunned Marry look between her legs at the smiling face of Wonder Woman. A growing stain spreading across it's face. GOD DAMIT!!!!! her body had betrayed her yet AGAIN! Don't worry I won't let you get arrested. I won't let you get out of this trip so easily. (a mean look crossing his face} But...but....wait...I mean..., she stammered try to think of something anything to stop him parading her up and down the isles of some store. I need to take a shower, she said desperately. I mean I'm still all sweaty from...ummm. earlier. Earlier...?{he arched an eyebrow} Oh you mean when you were rolling around on the floor jamming things up your cunny like a sex crazed mad woman. Yes..., she hated him for having said it. They both new what had happened but he had to say it anyway. It's really doesn't matter. People expect a cheap whore like you to reek of hot pussy and old sex. It a given. They would think it strange if you didn't. You're a BASTARD!, she spat at him, hatred in her eyes. If she was a cheap whore it was because HE had made her one. That little comment there gets you daughter the privilege of being her bible camps toilet for a whole day. Maybe two. The anger within her swelled, then quickly died. He had warned her what would happen if she resisted. I've got to be good for Amy's sake, she told herself. A chill ran up her spin as she though of what she'd already caused her daughter to eventually suffer at the had of this sadist. Deep within he sex though the feeling was different. She battle with the urge to think of how sexy her daughters face would look at she knelt face up, mouth open, in front of a long line of camper casually relieving themselves into her little girls. What was WRONG with her! That was a disgusting, filthy thought. She could never let that happen....well maybe just a little...NO! Never!...., her thought were torn between what her desires told her and that of common sense. Time to go shopping, he told her as he patted the side of his leg, calling to her as if she was a dog. Com'on let's go shopy wopy for your slutty wutty little clothes. Mindlessly Marry followed his voice still battling to understand the bizarre desires growing within her. She didn't even react to the demeaning way her was calling to her. That's a goood Snatch Face. Goood girl her said as he patted her behind the head as they headed out the bedroom and then out to his car. Chapter 5 SHOPPING FOR A SNATCH She was thankfully no one she new saw her leaving her house dressed the way she was. They took his car as it was a store she had never been to before. As she sat across from him she noticed how the new short style skirt he'd made for her rose up above her waist when ever she sat down. Her daughters thinly stretched underoo's pulled tightly against her snatch. The added presser of her sitting was causing the crotch to slowly sink between the her over sized lips. She watched as the face of Wonder Woman slowly disappeared into her. It look like her cunt was eating the face of the comic book heroine alive. The site was getting her hot. Hell.., she thought, A good breeze seemed to get her hot lately. When she look up she noticed her new self proclaimed Master looking at her out of the corner of his eye, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. Dam him, he always knew when to look over at her when thoughts like that crept into her mind. It was a twenty minute drive to the store. As they pulled up she noticed it was one of those ladies trendy lingerie and clothing shops. She'd seen them before but never bother to go in to one. They were filled with clothes she'd never buy. Never until that day that is. As they entered a fresh face blond attendant came bouncing over. She looked to still be in high school. Hi there! My names Suzy, is there anything I can help yo...., she came up short. She look twice to make sure she was seeing what she thought she was. The couple before her looked very ill matched indeed. The man was well dressed in the latest fashions, but the woman with him was dressed like a cheap two cent whore, a common bit of tail for sale. Hello yourself... Suzy is it? he spoke casually as the girl stood and openly stared at the way Marry's tit's poked out at the world. Ummm...Yes... that's right, Suzy. Is there anything I can help you two find today, she asked not sure what to make of them. Yes actually Suzy there is. I would like you to give us a hand in finding something for her to wear, he gestured toward Marry. Oh I see, something a little more conservative perhaps? Suzy couldn't take her eye's of the woman. My God, she thought. How could anyone want to walk around looking like that. Suzy had seen hookers dressed with more class. No actually, she wanted something a little more reveling. Isn't that right? He turned to look at Marry who until now had been silent. Marry's face burned red with embarrassment. Oh what this girl must think of her dressed the way she is. Thank goodness no one else was there. It was only by seer luck that the usually busy store was now empty except for the three of them. Uuuhh... I don't, she stopped. Her new Masters eye's grew dark at what she was about to say. I mean yes. That's right...more revealing...,she choked back the tears she new would come if she let them. I was bad enough to have to degrade herself in front of this young girl, but she wouldn't let him see her cry no matter how much she wanted to. MORE reveling..., the girl gasped. Well I don't think we sell anything.....well yes maybe we do. Please follow me Ms..Ms.., the girl stopped looking back at Marry waiting for her reply. Marry froze. Surly he wouldn't make her say it. Not here, not in front of this girl. She turned quickly to face her new Master. Pleading in her eye's. He simply stood there and look at her. A meaningful expression on his face. Crestfallen she new what he wanted....... required her to say. The girl had not missed the little play of looks between the two. She was starting to understand what was going on between them. Why the lady was dressed the way she was, and it excited he. Not new to the games of Master/Slave the little blond nymph had learned the pleasures of dominating another person. Last semester she had caught one of her class mates cheating on her math midterm and threatened to turn the girl in. The girl had promised to do anything as long as she didn't tell anyone, saying her parent would kill her if they found out. That relationship had never gone beyond having the girl carry all her book and do her homework assignment but still it gave young Suzy great pleasure knowing she had someone under her thumb. My name's Sn.... Fa...., Marry whispered. I'm sorry I didn't hear you, Suzy moved closer to the strange woman and immediately caught the intense smell of Marry's musky cunt. Eeuwww..., she said stepping back and covering her nose. Tears now flowed freely from Marry's face. It was to much for her. The way the girl had drawn back proved she could smell Marry's passed disgraces. She tried once again to speak her new name to the child before her. My...My...Name is Sna..Face, she gulped between sobs. The girl stepped forward once again prepared for the odor as it filled her nose. It had been very unprofessional of her to back up the way she did and thought she should apologize but the name she thought she heard the woman called herself stopped her flat. What did you say your name was!, she asked incredibly. SNATCH FACE!, Marry screamed. MY NAME IS SNATCH FACE! SNATCH FACE, SNATCH FACE, SNATCH FACE! Marry fell to the ground weeping, thinking it couldn't possible get worse. Her world continued to collapse around her. A look of understanding spread across Suzy's face. She look up at the man who had been passively standing there as all this was happening. Perhaps I should go lock the front doors. It'll give us a bit more privacy. We'd be closing soon anyway so no one would think it's strange. Gone from her voice was the sweat bubbly personality that had first greeted them. As she spoke a wicked grin crossed her pretty face. Her voice deepened with the understanding of pleasures to come. I think that might be a good idea. he said pleasantly surprised at this turn of events. This would be more fun that her originally thought. He look down at Marry who hearing the girls suggestion look like a deer caught in the headlight of a truck. Knowing her fate was sealed. As Suzy pranced over to lock up the shop she was suddenly glad she had gotten stuck with closing tonight. Things are certainly looking up, she thought. As she locked the doors and pulled the blinds she heard Ms. Snatch Face pleading, begging the man to take her home. She looked over at the woman who was on hands and knees clutching at the mans pant leg. Well what do you know, she said to herself. She just noticed how close in age and looks this woman was to her own mother.{eye's shinning with mischief as she turn out the front store light}Suzy HATED her mother. This she thought was gona be fun............. As we continue we find Marry down on her knees pleading with her new Master to take her home. Suzy, who has just finished turning out the front store lights and pulling the shades walks back to her two special customers. Please!.....Don't make me do this in front of her...Marry said looking up at him. She's practically a child... I'm old enough to be her mother...I...I...I can't... no I WON'T be a part of contributing to this poor girls delinquency. In the first place Snatchy, you don't give the orders around here I do. In the second, I think Suzy is big enough to make her own decisions. I won't HAVE to make her do anything to you. I believe she already has a few things in mind. As far as you not doing something, just let me remind you that I can make you do anything I want. The only difference between me making you do it and you just accepting your new lifestyle is little Amy. You see if I have to make you do something, Amy suffers for it. On the other hand if you do as ordered I might just go easy on your daughter. If I do everything you ask will you forget about hurting Amy? Marry asked desperately, seeing a small glimmer of hope for at least one of them to escape this mad sadistic bastard. Don't be stupid! If nothing else she's got to pay for what you've already done..he says {grinning evilly}. You're precious Amy will at the very least get her first taste of a few dozen loads of cum before she comes home to mother, {laughing} No ...please... I promise to be good...Don't do that to her. I'll do everything you ask! All I ask is that you don..., {before she can finish he back hands her sending her sprawling to the ground} You're really starting to bug me bitch..{his expression turning dark} I already told you what was going to happen, and just for asking again I'm going to make sure the WHOLE camp remember little Amy Anderson as the girl who gave her cherry to the camp mascot. Marry felt the sting in her cheek were he had hit her, but the pain was in her heart at hearing what he was going to do to her daughter. She'd beg with him again but knew it would only make things worse for Amy. She was trapped, and sadly so was Amy. As she laid there Suzy came walking up. I see the funs started without me.. Suzy said looking down at Marry. Just clearing a few matters up, the man said {looking up from Marry to young Suzy}. Snatch Face here was just telling me how much she would like to show you how good a trained little piece of pussy she could be. Weren't you Snatchy? {his face turning down again to look at Marry, a menacing look in his eyes} Ye..Yes, that...that's right Suzy. I...I'm. real good at obeying orders, Marry choked looking up at Suzy who now towed over her. She MUST be good for Amy's sake, she just HAD to be! Well since you down there and all, {Suzy said as she kicked of her shoes} Why don't you give my feet a good massage. I've been running around all day taking care of bitches like you. {Suzy pulls up a nearby chair and plops down in it presenting her feet to Marrys face} Marry tenderly reaches out and takes one of Suzy's sweaty feet in hand and begins to rub Ummmm...that feel wonderful!, Suzy breathes {as Marry massages the girls foot}. Exactly what can I DO with her? I mean what are her limits? she asked the man who had taken a seat next to her. Anything you want. I mean ANYTHING! Here watch this. Snatchy, I think poor Suzy here need a little more attention to her feet don't you. Why don't you suck on her toes for awhile. Make 'em all nice and clean. {leering down at Marry} She didn't even bother to look up. She knew it would be useless to even try and reason with the man. Slowly she brought her mouth to girls foot and place the stocking covered toes inside. She waited only the briefest second before starting to suck on the tiny digits. She hated herself for this, hated him for making her do it. She even hated Amy just then. It was Amy she was doing this all for. Amy who was the cause of her self debasement at the foot of this blond bitch sales girl. In her mind Marry reasoned that if it wasn't for Amy she wouldn't have to be doing any of this. She was unaware that he was placing these thoughts in her head. That all the obscene images she thought had been hers had all come from him. Marry was convinced she was the whore with the wicked imagination and hadn't even considered that it had all been placed in her brain. She swirled her tongue up along Suzy's foot, bathing it in her spit. WOW! SHE ACTUALLY DOING IT! Suzy looked down in astonishment at the woman known only to her as Snatch Face and thought her to be one of the cheapest sluts on Gods green Earth. So I can do anything to her hu? {Suzy's little devious mind wheeling}Well I got an idea. {She gets up pulling her spit soaked foot from the slobbering Marry}I've been thinking about this since we got the piercing gun for our earrings display last week. {Ducking behind a counter for a second and then popping back up holding a small silvery gun like device} I got to thinking about this and just couldn't get it out of my mind.{padding back toward the couple} I think Snatch Face needs.....Umm, say... do you mind if I call her something else. I mean it just doesn't feel right calling her Snatch Face. Marry looked up in surprise. Could this young girl actually be feeling sorry for her. Maybe she could get some sympathy. This might not be so bad as she thought. I might not have to actually do anything to bad. Hope started to rise in her. Something she hadn't had since they came into the store. I don't care, he said {nonchalantly waving toward her} Call her what you will. A slut by any other name is still a slut {a smile spreading across his face} What did you have in mind? Well...She does kinda remind me of my mother. {Marry's hopes now soared. I remind the dear girl of her mother, she thought. I'm sure to get away without having to do a thing...} You know what I mean. She 's about the same age and everything. Plus she's got about the same general build. If it wasn't for the nose and the hair being so long she could be my moms twin. {Bless this sweet child, Marry said to herself} So if you don't mind I'd kinda like to call her by just Mom. Not at all dear girl. Feel free to call her what you want to. I'll just sit back and watch what ever you have planed. You go ahead and feel free to do what ever you want to her. The only thing I ask is she still be alive by the time we leave, but besides that she's yours for the duration of our shopping visit. { Turning his head to look down at Marry}Did you hear that Snatch Face, you will answer to what ever this girl calls you, and you will obey her as you would me. Any disobedience to her will be treated as disobedience toward me, and you know what happens then. Marry felt a shudder run through her at the thoughts of what this man could do to her and Amy should he get really mad. Besides, I remind her of her mother, she reasoned to herself. What could she possible have me due. Great! {Suzy beamed down at Marry} Alright.."MOM" I want you to stand up take off your blouse and face me with you hands to your sides. {Marry quickly stands as instructed, smiling at the girl as she does so} OK... I think it's time for a little ear piercing... { a vicious grin spreads across Suzy's face as she holds up the piercing gun and pulls on the trigger with a load [SNAP] } Good lord NO!!, Marry screams {her smile and hopes falling instantly at the sight of the needle springing through the gun as it was fired.} You can't let her do THAT to me!!!....Tell her she can't do that to me !!!....{She turns to the man who has been just sitting in the chair watching up till know} Slowly he gets up and walks over to the two girls. Suzy thinking she may have gone a bit far with the piercing idea quickly backs away. You see Suzy hated her mother, she had gotten a beating with a strap last month when she had gotten HER ears pierced against her mothers wishes. So she thought she could get even by piecing this sluts ears. Kind of a trade off. Now she was afraid she'd over played her hand. He walks up to Suzy and takes the piercing gun from her.. Marry thinking he would put an end to this smiled smugly at the girl. To think this little bitch was thinking of piercing her ears. She had never worn earring in her LIFE and wasn't going to start on account of some snotty girls problems with her mother. The man then turns and walks up to Marry, a warm smile on his face as he gets up real close to her. Marry, he says {in a low pleasant voice}, I told you to listen to what Suzy wanted didn't I {still smiling} Well yes but....aaaaiiiiIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!! {Marry screams, hands clutching up at the burning pain shooting though her right nipple.} Oh GOD it hurts, It HURTS!!!, {She prances around the store hands pressed firmly to her chest.} What did you do!!,she yells at him. {slowly she pulls her hand away from her right tit and gasps in shock and horror} My nipple!!! You PIERCED my NIPPLE!!!! Sure enough Marry now had a shinny surgical steel stud sticking thought her right nipple. You unbelievable son of a..uunnnggghhh. Marry immediately starts going into convulsions. The raging fire between her legs driving all other thought from her mind, she begins to rip at her remaining clothes with one hands as the other begins to maul at her pussy. What....what...are you...uunnnghh...doing to ....unnngghhhfff ....mmmEEEE!, she bellows in orgasmic delight as her finger press against the growing wet spot on her Wonder Woman underoo 's. Noooo...Pleasesssss... I'tsss toooo...MuuucchhhhAIAIEEUAA....Her fingers rub themselves against the growing nub of her clit though the tin material. The light cloth now slick with the copious amount of pussy juices gushing forth from each new cum that rockets though her body. Umm... yea!!! Feelllssss sssoooo goooodddd! Marry begins to give into the pleasure being force on her by the man standing next to her shakking body. I ...I....think I'm goinggg toooo cummmmmmm.... Againnnneeeeeiiaaaa.... Suzy looks on bug eyed at the show Marry puts on for her as she drops to the floor and rips at the thin cloths of her panties till they lay in shreds on the floor. She sees Marry babble on hysterically as the woman tries to force her whole had up her cunt. Suzy...{The girl looks up from the sight of the frantic woman at hearing her name called}. Here you go..., he says (handing her back the piercing gun) Oh, and you might want to gag her. Once she comes down off her high she ain't going to be to happy about her other nipple decorated. {he says with a wink} Suzy takes the gun and approaches the woman who finally seems to be calming down. She watches as Marry forces four fingers slowly in and out of her cunny with a {splursquish splursquish}. Suzy reaches down and picks up the remnants of the heavily soaked panties. Damn!, she said { forcing what was left of Marry panties into the woman's mouth.} This bitch sure is a messy cummer. She gushes more than a fucking fountain. Marry slowly starts to come out of her sexual haze. What had happened to her. One minute she was in great pain over having just had her nipple shot through, the next all she could think about was how nice it would be to have her fingers up her snatch. As she looked up through her blurry eye she can barely make out the form of Suzy standing over her, holding something in her right hand. I wonder just how many holes I can put in you before I run out of earrings, Suzy says {lowering the gun, she places it against Marry's left nipple and squeezes the trigger. Marry's eyes light up with pain, all thoughts of her previous pleasures gone as a hot searing pain shoots through her left nipple, she screams into her own soiled panties}. Let's she now.... where to put the next one. Where to put the next ahh... how about right here! {Suzy begins to lower the gun toward Marry's crotch, all thoughts of just piercing her ears gone} The man sits by idly watching as the sadistic girl fires the gun again, and again into Marry's limp form. He'd taken control of Marrys body after she ran from the first piercing. Forcing the urges into her pussy he had made her want..... no, HAVE to cum a few dozen time. After ordering her body not to move, no matter what was happening it couldn't move an inch, but it COULD feel everything that was happening. Again and again the [SNAP] of the piercing gun echoed in the small empty shop, each time followed by a muffed scream from Marry. I like this girl, he thought to himself. She's got promise. {smiling at the screams} I have to remember her when I get through with Marry and Amy. [SNAP] [SNAP] [SNAP] Went the gun as the vicious girl took out all her frustrations on poor Marry. You like that MOM! , she'd yell into Marry's face. No!?! ...Well how about this [SNAP] ....or this!!![SNAP} When we left Marry last time she was lying helpless on the floor of the clothing shop at the mercy of the sales girl. Suzy ,not being one to pass up an opportunity, takes the stores ear piercing gun and proceeds to give poor Marry several new places to put earrings. Marry's Master sits idly by and watches as the young sadist has her way with his new slave. Marry screamed into the tattered remains of her own pussy soaked panties as Suzy puts yet another earring stud into her. Pain shooting through her cunt lips as the girl pulls back to admire her handiwork. There now. That didn't hurt so much did it "MOM"! {Suzy laughs at Marrys attempt to talk around her flavorful gag. Muffled moans the only thing to escape her lips.} What? What's that you say? You think I should pierce the other side too. {Her eyes going wide Marry is unable to move to even shake her head no, she can only try an scream as Suzy prepares to pierce the other lip of her tender pussy.} Well... I guess you know best "MOM"! {sarcasm dripping from Suzy's voice}[SNAP] aaaaiiIEEEEEEE!!!The searing pain overwhelms poor Marry and she mercifully blacks out for several minute while Suzy continues her sadistic spree. Finally the man speaks up. Well I guess that's all the fun she'll be for a while. Marrys master rises from the chair and walks over to the young blond sales girl. Tell you what, he says. Why don't you keep Snatchy here company while I start gathering up her new clothes. Uh, sure thing. Suzy replies looking up from her new toy. I've got things under control here. {kicking Marry lightly in the side as she says so} Suzy watches as the strange man strolls over to the lingerie section and starts pulling various items off the racks. Well.. well.. "MOM", looks like your Masters getting you a whole new wardrobe. Not that a slut like you deserves anything. Still, isn't it nice of him? {Looking down at Marry}. I said... ISN'T IT NICE OF HIM! she yells to the unresponsive woman. Hmmm. I guess you will be out for a while after all. Oh well I'll just have to amuse my self some other way. Marry spins out of control in the black void of her sub conscious. Her body lying limp and unmoving on the ground while her mind speeds her away to the darkest corners of her memory. Glad to be away from the pain of her body she begins to let her mind drift free. Slowly, dimly, images and half thoughts begin to reveal themselves before her. Scenes of her childhood. Her strict upbringing. Pictures of her mother and father flash before her eye's. Ever increasing in strength the images of her childhood play themselves out before her like a movie. Marry sees herself as a child at age 13. Young and curious about life.. remembering all the confusing feelings and emotions going on inside her younger self. Her attempts to cope with her new budding sexuality and changing body. The shame she felt when her mother walked in on her unexpectedly as she attempted masturbation for the first time. Then the pain of the belt as her punishment for her wicked actions. Her father had beat her good that day. Telling her over and over how only whores and harlots touched themselves in such an impure manner. At age 14..... once again having been caught masturbating. This time by her father as she hide in the hay loft of her families barn. The humiliation floods back to her. She was made to call herself a tramp while her father beat her for the sinful action. Even after the punishment her father had called her nothing but a whore everyday for a month. Telling her that since she acted no better than the other animals on their farm, she deserved no better treatment. The years of her youth continued to appear. The constant beatings and name callings. Remembering how her self esteem as a child continued to drop. Feeling herself to be worthless. The vivid images flood back to her. Letting her relive her past. Finally she sees her self at a tender age 16. Her body having filled out nicely by this time she remembers how she took great pleasure in teasing the local boys. Sitting in the booth of the local soda shop showing quick flashes of thigh while slowly crossed her legs. Giving a saucy look here and there to the boys going by. All done in innocence, she didn't think anything wrong of it, till her father found out that is. A neighbor had seen her that day and had gone to tell Marry's father of the girls shameful behavior. The old witch making more of the story than there was, told Marry's father how the girl was practically selling herself down town to anyone who would look her way. That night when Marry got home she remembered finding her father waiting for her. He was sitting on the front porch and had obviously been drinking heavily. Passing by the hours till she arrived by drinking most of the bottle of rum he held clutched in his hand. So, he slurred at her. You finally decided to come dragging yer sorry self home now did ya. Ya HUSSY! He stood on shaky knees an lurched forward at her. Marry had taken a step back but not far enough. Fear began to rise as her father grabbed at her sweater and began pulling her toward the barn. She remember how she tried to explain what had really happen. To tell him how she would never do it again. Saying anything to avoid another beating. All her pleas fell on deaf ears though as he continued to drag Marry screaming and kicking toward the barn. He would stop only to slap and curse at her. To tell her how she had shamed the whole family by running round like some common street floozy. She remembered the tears that ran down her face that night at her fathers accusations. The names he called her. The things he accused her of. Her calls going unanswered as she yelled for her mothers help. Once he'd gotten her to the barn he roughly tied her hands and feet to the legs of a nearby milking stool. He had her trussed up with her ass raise only about two an a half feet from the ground. I'm gona teach you good this time girl, he bellowed in his drunken haze. Reaching down he flipped her skirt around her head and pulled down her under shorts, exposing her. The added humiliation of her own father seeing her sex as he laid into her with a hickory switch burned clearly in her mind. She remembers all of it, or so she thought. After the punishment she recalls only waking the next morning still tied to the stool. How her father came out to the barn early the next day and untied her. His apologizing about his drunkenness, but not her punishment. He still felt she had deserved it for her wicked ways. All this she remembers clearly. What she had forgotten till now was what had happened to her after her father had left the barn. After all the lights in the family house had gone out. Marry's father fell into a deep booze induced sleep soon after leaving the barn. He'd left her tied up as an extra punishment. Having her ass up and exposed to the world may teach her some humility he had thought. What it taught her was far worse. Nearing midnight something cold poking her in the ass woke Marry with a start. With her skirt still over her head it took the startled girl several moment to realized that what she was feeling was the family dogs snout pressing between her legs. The inquisitive beast poking and prodding at her open cunny. Then she remembered how his tongue started to lap at her. How the rough tongue felt as it ran the length of her young virgin slit. The yells and violent tugging at the ropes to get the dog to leave her alone. Scared at the strange feeling it was causing deep within her as it's tongue caressed her sensitive pussy. The dog continued to press it's muzzle harder into her. Marry was not completely naive. Being raised on a farm she new that the dog was sniffing her out as it would one of the other female dogs on the farm. Marry no longer wished to remember. She had hidden this away from even herself for twenty years. Now it had come back to haunt her. Try as she might she could not wake from the nightmare as it played its self out to her. She knew what was going to happen but still couldn't bare to face it. Now Marry longed to go back to the pain of the real world. Anything to stop herself from remembering. The dog had began licking her whole ass by this time and Marry's struggles had ceased. It's tongue washed over the burning stripes her fathers lashing had caused and felted soothing to the poor girl. She remembers actually feeling thankful to the beast as it eased her burning flesh. Thankful that is till she felt his front paws come to rest on her burning ass as he tried to mount her. Now the young Marry screamed. Yelled at the top of her lungs for someone, anyone to save her from this. She remembers wiggling in her bound, trying to shake the dog off her. Trying to prevent the inevitable from happening. The furry body above her clasped tightly to her young body. It's legs grasping her in a firm lock as it began thrusting up at her, trying to reach the hole it had only just feed from. The tears Marry had shed that night returned to her now. She was living it all over again. She could feel the hot body of the dog pressing down upon her. The wet jabs at her thighs with it's flaming red doggy dick as it tried to mate with her like she was just another bitch in heat. Then finally the feeling of complete loss as it stuck home, burying itself within her pussy. Tearing though her hymen and forever cursing her to know that her cherry now belonged to a dog. She no longer felt much of anything. The vivid dream played out before her but she just watched numbly like the girl who lay motionless under the constant humping of the dog. Why had her mind brought back this memory after so long. Why now, here. She felt cheap and disgusted with herself. She'd gone her whole life unknowingly trying to make up for this one moment in time. Turning into a prude. An ice queen to make up for what she had done. For to Marry's unfathomable shame, she also remembers beginning to like the feeling as the huge mute fucked into her at a frenzied pace. Her mind burned with the memory of her younger self beginning to thrust back at the dog. Her once virgin ass reeling at the sensations this canine was pumping into it. About half way through her doggy rape, Marry begun to notice a growing itch within her. A pleasing feeling that expanded like the dick of the dog that drove it's self into her now soppy cunt. Yes, Marry had hidden this from herself, for she couldn't have understood why she had had her first cum at the mad lust of a dog at so young an age. Not till now did she know that it was OK for her to have liked the feeling of a dogs dick, or any dick for that matter thrusting into her. It was OK because in Marrys poor twisted mind she came to the realization that that was why God had put her here. In fact that was why God had put all woman here. To please and be subservient to males. All males, man or animal. The broken Marry had lost all feeling of her self worth at the remembrance of her first fuck. Like the animals that had taken her virginity she felt no better than a lowly dog, and it was with these thought and feelings that the shattered Marry began to rouse from her dream. As Marry slowly came to her senses she found herself looking up at Suzy who had been applying a heavy layer of make up to the unconscious Marry. As her eye's fluttered open she heard the girl speak. Oh good "MOM" your finally awake! I was beginning to get board. Come look at how good you look in the mirror. Suzy helps lift Marry to her feet. Marry surprised to be able to move again. As she walks slowly toward the full length mirror she can't help but notice how her crotch aches with a dull burn as does both her nipples, nose and ears. Well what do you think? Suzy standing her before the mirror. Marry gasps at what she sees. At first not recognizing the person standing before her she thinks someone else has come into the store. Then slowly she realizes that the person before her is her reflection. All sorts of word cover her body. While she lay unconscious Suzy had written all over her with red lip stick. The word Whore was scrawled across both her tits. An arrow pointed down to her pussy with a sign that said "deliver all packages here" Across her forehead was the phrase "Born to suck dick" And as Marry read the graffiti written all over her she also notice that both her nipples now had large gold ring in them. As she continued to look she found that both her pussy lips had two rings each, her ears sported large gaudy plastic earrings and her nose was pierced through with a large three inch hoop much like rancher use on bulls. Nice hu!?! I knew you'd like it "MOM". Being the slut you are I knew you would. Suzy's word go unheard as Marry stares into the mirror. Her pussy slowly starting to heat as she read all the profane signs the girl has sported on her. Slowly her fingers creep to her pussy in search of the itch that has started to grow deep within her. "Cum Freak" she read and squished a finger inside. "Sperm bank", her breath getting heavier. "Slut Goddess!" giving a groan she openly begin to diddle herself. "DOG FUCKER!!" the last phrase triggering an instant orgasm in Marry. Suzy, who had just written the words as a mere insult could not have possible know that was what Marry actually considered herself to now be! Man this bitch is unbelievable! Suzy called over the man who by now had quit a large pile of clothes sitting on the counter. Did you do that? {Suzy motions over to the shuddering Marry who now has her fingers stuck in her mouth, sucking the pussy juices from them} Looking over at the two the man shakes his head no. I suspect she's just realizing that as a woman it's only natural for her to act that way. It took a while but I knew she'd catch on to the fact. HEY! {Suzy look at the man indignantly}. I'm a woman too you know. Yes. I know, is all he says in response. His eye's never leaving the girls. Yea...well...just watch what you say. Suzy suddenly feels vary uncomfortable. She's locked into a store alone with this man except for a cum crazy bitch. She begins to see just how much trouble she could be in. You almost finish there, she says to the man as she cautiously approaches the counter. I think so. Just bag them up and we'll be off. His eye's never leaving those of the young sales girl. Wow! I think I just made my sales goal for the year with this sale. Suzy looks at the pile of expensive garments. Don't be a silly bitch you cunt I'm not going to pay for any off this stuff. { his expression turning dark} Now...now...wait a minute. Suzy stammers stepping back from the man. You just can't walk out with this stuff. What am I going to tell the owner. I'll be fired! Maybe arrested. That's you problem isn't it. Tell you what though, maybe if you offer to blow the manager he won't fire you. He could keep you on the payroll as the store fuck or something. Offer customers free samples. {grinning widely} [SMACK] The sound of the slap Suzy gives the man is loud enough to even get Marry's attention who up till now had been lovenly scooping juices out of her self and rubbing them across her face. HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME THAT WAY!!!! Suzy forgetting her fear in her rage. I'm not like that mindless piece of meat over there fingering herself! I've got my pride! He slowly turns his eyes toward the girl. The look in them one of total blackness. PRIDE! he spits at her. Bitch by the time I'm done with you you'll wish you had the pride of Snatch Face here. Pushing with his will he freezes Suzy where she stands. Unable to move the girl is now as helpless as Marry was earlier. SNATCH FACE! he yells. Marry had been in shock at seeing the young girl strike him. Strike a MAN! She now felt her self and in fact all woman to be inferior to males. Since making this decision she felt happier. More at peace with her self. Her tortured mind seeing it as the only way to deal with the event in her life. So when Suzy had slapped him she suddenly felt great hatred for her. Because if he was angry at Suzy he would probable get angry with her as well. Yes MASTER! Mary quickly responds. What can I do for you master? Did I do something wrong master? Marry starts fawning over the man as she hope to get in his favor. Snatch Face, little miss pussy here has been a VERY bad girl I think she need a little help in the manners department. So while I get this stuff out to the car why don't you show her how wrong it is to hit a man. As he said this he gave Marry a slight mental push to follow his order. It wasn't necessary though , not only did Marry believe what the girl had done was wrong, she also recalls what the girl had put her through earlier. As her master took armload after armload out to the car Marry striped the helpless Suzy. She could easily see the fear in her eye's. Like he had done to her the only control Suzy had was the ability to talk. Please....Don't do this to me. I'm....I'm...sorry. I didn't want to do those things to you. He...he..made me do them. Marry listened to the girls as she blubbered on. After stripping the girl she lays her down on the floor and spreads her legs. He made you hu? Marry's voice sounding unconvinced. Well in that case he made me does this! With that Marry steps back and lets loose a kick, landing squarely on Suzy's vulnerable pussy. The force so great it lifts little Suzy's ass a foot off the ground. NooooaaaiiiiiiIEEEEEAHAHuugggggllgulll. Suzy's scream quickly dies to a strangled gurgle as the girls head real with the pain shooting up from her crotch. Marry's master quickly return at hearing the scream. Keep that bitch quiet! We don't want the whole neighborhood to hear her. Yes master. Marry looks around for something to gag the girl with. Spotting her old spit soaked panties she fetched them and bring them over to Suzy. Remember these Suzy my "DAUGHTER". {She hisses into the girls ear evilly as she hold the shredded panties up to the girls face} Suzy notices nothing but the agony from her own cunt. Looks like they're starting to get a bit dry though. I know, I'll get them all nice and squishy for you again. With that Marry begins to shove the waded ball of cloth up her snatch. Gona get them all nice 'n tasty for my little girl. You'd like that would you. To have " MOMMY'S" nasty old panties in your hot little mouth. All the while Marry rubs the nub of her clit, her cunt juices being sopped up like a sponge by the fabric. There we go! Marry tugs at the rolled ball and it slowly reemerges cover in her cunt slime. A good and tasty gag for a noisy little cunt. Marry start force feeding the gooy cloth into Suzy's mouth. No...please..wait..wamuphhh. Suzy grimaces at the awful taste now filling her mouth. Her cheeks bloat out as Marry shoves more and more of them into the girls mouth. That should keep you quiet. {smiling down as she looks into Suzy's eye's} Now where did you put that gun. Mary can see the look of fear come across her face. Grinning Mary backs up and kicks again, try to send Suzy's cunt into her throat with the force. Another scream comes from the girl but is barely heard around the panties. Suzy unable to escape the pain as Marry had done by blacking out continues to screech at the pain. Looking around Marry goes behind the counter and bring back the piercing gun, a roll of packing tape and a pair of scissors. Time to make you look all pretty little girl. Having taken the last load of cloths out to the car the man has come back to get Marry but stops short. Looking on he sees her placing a strip of tape over the young girls snatch. First thing we gotta do is get all this nasty hair out of the way. With that Marry rips at the tape, pulling it and most of Suzy's downy pussy hair with it. The girl yells on as Marry repeat the process till all of the hair is gone, leaving Suzy's swollen, bruised, sore, bald pussy staring up at her. That's better, now every one will be able to see YOUR new jewelry. With that Marry proceeds to pierce the young girl just as she'd been pierce; tit's, pussy, and nose. Come on Snatchy it's time to go. {Marry looks up at hearing her name}. OK, just one more thing please. Stopping to think a moment he says...Well all right but hurry. Marry turned the girl over and begins putting her hair into a single pony tail. Taking the long silken locks and turning them into each other. Once she had all the girls long blond hair braided she grabbed the scissors and cut the ponytail off at the base, leaving poor Suzy with very little of her once long luxurious hair. Every bitch needs a tail, she whispers in to the girls ear as she knots the end of the ponytail into a large 3 inch ball. Say aawww. Marry giggles as she shoves the knotted end up the girls ass. There now, your all set for a night out on the town. Marry then gets up and slinks over to her master. I wish I had more time with the cunt master. I'd teach her never to raise a hand to her betters again. Hearing those words he realizes he now has total control of Marry's mind. She'd finally given herself up to him. Casting a glance down at the groaning girl her notices how erotic the sight of her hair sticking out of her ass looks. Being the same color as what's left of the hair on her head it gave the impression of actually being a tail that she'd miraculously sprouted. With that thought her gave Suzy one last command and walked out of the store with his new trained slave. Later that night Suzy slowly came to. Wearily rising to her feet, her cunt throbbing with pain, she begins to clean up all evidence of what had happened there. Hurrying along Suzy began to think of what to put in the note to her Manager about the missing clothes. She couldn't say it was a robbery because there would be an investigation. She'd think of something she was sure. Right now the important thing was to get the place cleaned up, so she could get out of there. For some reason Suzy had the overpowering urge to visit the city pound. Something in the back of her mind kept telling her it was vary important to find the biggest dog she could and then...then...something. She could remember that part, but she had a feeling once she got there she would remember. As she straightened the store she notice every time she tried to remember what to do once she found the dog her ass would wiggle causing the blond tail to wag behind her. How odd. I know I shouldn't have that there but... No, it would be wrong to take it out. As she worked more and more of her mind slipped from her. Every moment loosing her past memories to be replaced by one's of a canine nature. By the time she was finished cleaning the store she was down on her hand and knees. As she left she once again felt the urge to find herself a mate..no a dog...she told herself. I need to find a dog or mate or what ever. He mind clouding over her last thoughts as a human girl were that she hope her new lover would have lots of kibble, she was starved. Barking her happiness once she crawled naked toward the city pound in search of her new life's love. Her blond tail wagging happily behind her as she spots a group of dogs in the ally across the way. Oh goodie, friends.