The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 8: Off To A Fine Art
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 8: Off To A Fine Art - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
He threw them aside, then grabbed her ankles. He held her legs up and apart and looked at her vagina. Moving forward, he pressed himself against her, his cock still in his shorts presumably hard by now. As Sarah begged him again to stop, he reached out and grabbed her breasts, one in each hand. He was rough and she cried out.
‘Make a noise and I’ll give you such a beating you’ll be sore for weeks.’ he threatened her. He dropped her legs and stepped back. As he took his shorts off, he turned slightly and the camera got a clear shot of his face and his very hard cock.
Then he picked her ankles up and moved towards her. Cliff took his earplug out and switched to video. He pointed it at the door and started filming. He nodded to Mitch who quietly opened the door. As Mitch stepped into the room, there was the start of a scream which cut off instantly.
Sarah’s dad had thrust his cock hard into her and at the same time leaned forward and put his hand over her mouth, cutting off her scream of pain. As Cliff moved forward filming, he started thrusting into her. Sarah saw him first, but couldn’t take it in.
Then as Cliff moved closer to get a picture of her dad’s face and his cock inside her all in the same shot, her dad caught sight of him. He stopped his thrusting looking so surprised. Then seconds later he seemed to fly backwards.
As Mitch and Mike yanked him backwards, his cock came out of his youngest daughter’s vagina twice as fast as it had gone in. They pushed him roughly to the floor, face down. That must have really hurt his hard cock, but no one cared.
Mike and Mitch tied him up and gagged him, then put a hood over his head. Cliff stopped filming and turned to Sarah who was still on her back on the bed with her legs hanging over the side, in complete shock at what had happened.
Cliff offered her his hand’s and she stood up, then burst into tears. As Cliff put his arms around her, she put her head on his shoulder. He just held her close for a few minutes. ‘Sarah,’ he whispered in her ear, ‘It’s ok now, you’re safe, this will never happen to you again.’
‘Turn away from me, and I’ll fetch you your night things’. She was reluctant to let go of him, but then she turned her back to him. The realisation that she was still naked in a room that seemed to be full of men, just kicking in.
Cliff went and got her top and her shorts. Returning to stand behind her he passed her shorts to her, waited whilst she put them on, then gave her the top. As she turned round to face him, he held his finger to his lips.
‘Follow me out onto the landing.’ he instructed. She glanced at her dad as she passed. She was puzzled, but happy to see him tied up on the floor. Cliff closed the door behind him. ‘Sarah I’m going to take you to Ashleys room.’
‘You can spend the night with her. You can’t know who we are, but I can assure you that after tonight, your dad will be too scared to ever touch you again.’ He took her hand and led her along the landing. Sarah followed him as if in a dream.
At Ashleys door Cliff told her, ‘We are unlikely to meet again. Follow Ashleys suggestions and have a happy life from here onwards. You’re lucky to have a sister who loves you so much.’ ‘I don’t understand.’ Sarah told him, ‘But thank you so much for saving me.’
Cliff tapped gently on the door. When Ashley opened it, Sarah flew into her arms and burst into tears. Cliff closed the door on them and returned to Sarahs room. He was just about to open the door when another door opened.
A lady who was presumably Sarah’s mum stepped out on her way to the bathroom. She was startled to find a boy in a mask on her landing. ‘Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?’ she asked. ‘Henry.’ she shouted.
Hearing her, Mike popped his head out of the door. Seeing a masked man she now looked frightened. ‘I’ve just arrested your husband for raping your daughter.’ he told her. ‘You’re an evil bitch, because you knew exactly what he was doing to your daughters and did nothing.’
‘I hope they put you in prison too and throw away the key. Now go to the bathroom, then get back in your bedroom. ‘Don’t you dare come out until I tell you. If you don’t behave, I’ll take you out of the door in handcuffs and make lots of noise so the neighbours can come out and see you.’
He stood and waited until she returned, and as she went back into her bedroom, Mike followed her in. ‘Give me yours and Henry’s phone,’ he instructed. ‘Forensics will need to check them.’ He took them off her and as he left, repeated sternly. ‘Don’t you dare open that door until I tell you.’
Mike and Cliff went back to Mitch who was guarding his prisoner. Henry was trying to speak through his gag and struggling with his bonds. After checking that they all had their masks on, Cliff took Henry’s hood off. ‘I suggest you keep still and quiet and listen to me.’ Cliff told him.
‘We should take you away to go to prison for ten years. I’m sure you know that when the other prisoners find out what you have done, the chances of you getting out alive are very small. But then you know all about that don’t you.’
‘The knife that was stuck in you last time you were in prison should have killed you. It’s a pity that it didn’t. It was only because of pure luck and the quick action of a prison guard that you survived. Does your wife know that you got five years for raping your girlfriends twelve-year-old daughter?’
‘And that was one rape on one girl. Wait until it becomes known that you have raped both your own daughters and done it for years. I think even the prison officers will be looking the other way this time, don’t you?’
Henrys look of hatred and his struggling stopped dead, to be replaced by fear. ‘She doesn’t know, does she?’ Cliff said. ‘Not that we need it, given that you were caught in the act by three reliable witnesses, but when she finds out, she may well give evidence against you herself to save her own skin.’
‘Oh, by the way, that video I took as we caught you clearly shows you raping your daughter. But what you don’t know is that I also have a film of everything you said and did since you entered your daughter’s bedroom.’
‘We are a special undercover group who deal with rapes on minors,’ Cliff told him, So, we have more powers than most policemen. Tonight you are going to be severely punished for what you have done, then we’ll decide what to do with you afterwards.’
‘I’ll tell you more when you’ve been prepared.’ Then he put the hood back on. Sarah had a single bed, so that was prepared and Henry was lifted onto it and tied in place. His knees where now drawn up and his legs apart.’
‘His bum was at the bottom edge of the bed, and that, plus his cock and his balls, were easily accessible. Cliff fitted the wee tube to Henry’s cock which had gone soft by now. Cliff had been handed a bucket by Ashley when he delivered Sarah. He put the tube in it at the side of the bed.’
Then he sat by Henry’s head and took his mask off. He showed him the pole. This time he only had one, and that had sandpaper on. ‘You forced your way into your daughter’s vaginas and caused them great physical pain,’ he told him. ‘Not to mention incalculable psychological suffering.’
‘Tonight, we’re going to give you the same pain by shoving this pole up your bum.’ Cliff ran the sandpaper bit gently over the skin of his arm. ‘As you can feel it is very rough. Being shoved up your bum it will be very, very, painful.’
‘I’d like to shove it up once for every single rape, but as that is at least sixty-five, I can’t, because it would kill you. I wouldn’t care about that, but I’d rather you spent the next month or more suffering terrible pain from your bum, so you know what you inflicted on your victims.’