My little girls were very stressed at the prospect of all the pain Marty had promised, they couldn't possibly understand why anyone would want to hurt them, let alone the sexual gratification they got from it.

Carla, turned to Marty, "Its time little Rita got some of your promised pain", "You're so good for me my love, where would I be without your memory, remind me to fuck you with sandpaper later" Carla shuddered with, anticipated pain and pleasure at the prospect.

With the Marty pulled Rita up by the hair from where she was sitting, my stomach flipped with excitement at what he was about to do to her, he laid her back on the wooden dining table and tore off the rest of her school uniform, she lay there trembling in just her white cotton knickers, I her mother, lusted after her white smooth body her sweet pink nipples.

Marty came over to me and grabbed a handful of my hair, he forced my head back and spat in my face, he smoothed the spit around with his tongue and then kissed me on the mouth, he was kneading my tits through the sandpaper bra, god it hurt, he moved his mouth to my ear and whispered in a menacing way his voice thick with lust,

"I'm going to sort out your little slut daughter now, it'll be a treat, but for me, and probably you because you are so tuned on, the drug will get more and more potent intil you will hardly be able to stand it, you will want to cut yourself, and whip yourself, you'll want to smash into walls to cure the sexual lust for pain, what a charming drug, ...still I am going to make your little one hurt in ways she can't imagine and then I'm going to kill her slowly and Oh so painfully I'm not going to let her die easily, not until she has experienced a lifetimes pain"

His voice and the words he whispered had such an erotic effect on me that I started to plead with him not to hold back, to go all the way to hurt her in unimaginable ways. ......(cont)