It was August, it was hot and we were unlucky enough to arrive during the Fiesta in honour of Our Lady of the Assumption. The city was full of touristos and neighboring city participants, hotels booked solid long ago and every establishment filled with the fiesta crowds. Our final destination was to the southwest, close to the Portuguese border in a small town called Ciudad Rodrigo. Here was the well-hidden Dungeon Magnifico, home to the perverse pleasures my two daughters yearned for day and night. When they weren't talking their incessant chatter about boys, fashion, cocks and food they almost always swung to talking about the dungeon and what they would find there.

I tried to ignore their discussions but had heard enough to know where their particular interests lay. My youngest Jilly was into the S & M thing, being tied up and abused. I know it was the psychological scarring she had received at the hands of her torturers, the terrorists who had held her until I managed to free her in Thailand. [Author's note: see Palladin VI - Bangkok Nights]. P.J. my teenager was into beasts especially hung dogs and horses. I didn't know if she planned on trying to fuck a horse but she really like to watch the beastie videos downloaded from the newsgroups and off the dungeon's own website.

It was close to midnight and I had been napping in a chair after a couple of after dinner drinks (dammit we were on holiday, a few extra drinks were allowed). I awoke to hear the two squabbling while hunched over my laptop on the floor. I could make out on the screen the video of a large black dog with a cock like a huge red sausage stroking it into the very wet and tight quim of a young redheaded girl barely of legal age.

"What's going on?"

"Oh we're just watching Hector plug this kid. She's one of the favorites on this site. I don't think this is the same Hector from the bestiality site, they just call him that because he looks like the original Hector," Jilly explained.

"In more fucking ways than one," P.J. laughed.

"Yea, he is hung about the same isn't he?"

"Bedtime, we have an early start in the morning after breakfast to go to this amusement park for the sexually deranged," I said grumpily getting up and slipping my clothes off, falling into the double bed. The two reluctantly shut down the laptop and slipped into bed.

"Mom E-mailed you. She wants a reply before we go to Magnifico."

"Yea, in the morning," I muttered, my words slurring slightly. Damn that Spanish wine, were my last thoughts before sleep overtook me.

......(cont)