And so began another day for Larry Tool, The Most Shocking Abuser in the World.

His eight-year-old daughter Lori - once a beautiful, outgoing girl, but now a scarred, beautiful, shadow of her former self - looked up at Larry with mournful, sleep-encrusted eyes as he ripped the curtains open to let the harsh sun in.

"I'm tired daddy," Lori moaned.

"Shut your friggin pie-hole, Lori," Larry roared as he reached down and yanked Lori's panties off so he could play with her labbies. "It's time for school."

It wasn't unreasonable of Lori to want to stay in bed a bit longer. Larry and his beer-drinking buddies had been in her room half the night licking, fingering and fucking her backdoor.

The ass-fucking session had come to an abrupt end at 5am when Larry's wife Urma had complained about the racket the men were making as they slammed their drunken erections into Lori's aching shitter.

"Can't you lot keep it quiet and civil?" Urma had shouted from her bed. She didn't have the ticker to show her face again after Larry and his brother bashed her stupid the night before for giving Larry lip. The dozen bruises she was sporting made her look mighty unsexy, anyway.

The bitch never could stand much noise in the house. She even complained when Larry microwaved the cat in front of Lori.

Any way you looked at it, Urma gave Larry a very hard time. That's why a little domestic violence helped keep the hag in check.

"I said get up," Larry screamed as he lit his third joint for the morning and tasted Lori's first piss drops on his fingers.

"No, daddy," Lori complained. "I don't want to go to school."....(cont)