Innocence Betrayed - A Thanatos Society Tale - Part 10
"It is only by enlarging the scope of one's tastes and one's fantasies, by
sacrificing everything to pleasure, that that unfortunate individual called man,
thrown despite himself into this sad world, can succeed in gathering a few roses
among life's thorns."
---- Marquis de Sade (1740-1814), French author
Innocent Ivy has endured much pain and witnessed many horrors since her parents
handed her over to the brutal control of the sadistic Thanatos Society.
However, the rape and fatal mutilation of the little seven year-old girl by the
huge Rottweiller dog for the amusement of its depraved members is the most
appalling. Ivy's shock at witnessing that atrocity has made her momentarily
forget her own unfortunate predicament as she stares at the dead girl on the
stage.
"Ivy," a voice instructs. "Look this way. Ivy!"
The fourteen year-old tears her eyes from the horror on stage to look directly
into the engorged cock of a man whom she hadn't noticed approach her. It
immediately spits a large wad of hot sperm directly onto her left cheek and into
her mouth. Ivy shudders as another large gob of cock-slime slides along her
tongue and down her throat to mingle with about a quart of men's semen already
bubbling in her stomach.
While stagehands remove the little girl's corpse, wipe up her blood and clear
the rest of the stage, six more audience members use the short intermission to
empty their balls onto Ivy's face and body. When they are finished her slutty
schoolgirl costume is soaked in semen, as is every square inch of her exposed
flesh. She is constantly blinking her eyes to clear them of greasy man-juice.
Men set up the stage to resemble a torture chamber while the master of the dog
that has just killed the little girl approaches Ivy. He controls the beast with
a thick, leather leash. Madame Olga walks beside them. Ivy begins to quake with
fear. The dog is stopped directly in front of her kneeling form. His massive
head is level with hers. He is panting and his meaty breath washes over the
young captive. She leans back as far as she can to avoid the combined smell of
dog-breath and the coppery aroma of blood. However, the plastic dildo lodged
deeply in her bruised cunt hampers her movement. As she bends back from her
waist the dog steps forward.
"Bruno is attracted by this slut's odor," says the dog's handler. He lets the
dog to come even closer to Ivy so that its snout is only an inch or two over her
face. The animal looms over her. He snarls, revealing bloody fangs. But he
doesn't attack her. Instead he snuffles loudly and begins to lick the sperm
from her face. Ivy shudders as the large, hot tongue laps the semen from her
cheeks and forehead.
"It appears that Bruno likes the taste of cum," laughs Madame Olga.
"So it appears," responds the dog's handler. "I suppose we can consider this an
appetizer while the little cunt he just killed is taken down to the kitchen to
be ground into dog food."
The dog has cleaned Ivy's face and is now noisily licking her sperm-soaked
chest. The animal works his way down the girl's front and is soon licking her
thighs.
Ivy has straightened to an upright kneeling position and the dog slowly circles
her, licking cum from her back and pert bum.
The dog is almost finished when Master Parker arrives. He is leading a
beautiful East Indian girl by a leash not unlike the one used on the dog.
Except for gold manacles on her ankles and wrists, she is nude.
"Olga," Parker says. "I've had a special request for Ivy's services so I'm
going to take her with me. I've brought Jasmine to replace her as the theater's
cum bucket. I think the members of the audience will be amused by the contrast
of their white cum on her lovely brown skin."
Jasmine shudders but says nothing. Ivy is somewhat relieved to learn that she
will no longer have to endure the sperm-storm. She looks at the young Indian
who appears to be a year of two younger than she. Her dark face is graced with
a straight nose, large honey-colored almond eyes and full, red lips. Her glossy
black hair is drawn up in an elaborate French braid. Ivy notes that that one
side of the sultry beauty's nose is pierced by a tiny golden barbell. Ivy
recalls that this sort of decorative jewelry is common among the women of India.
Less common are slightly larger barbells that pierce the dark brown nipples of
the dusky beauty's still-developing breasts. As Ivy's gaze travels down the
girl's body she notices a similar ornament decorating her clitoris. Like Ivy's,
her cunt is hairless.
The dog has finished licking Ivy and is pulled away by his master. An attendant
squats behind her and releases her ankles and calves from the brackets that hold
her in a kneeling position. After removing the device that pries her mouth open,
he grabs her under her arms and lifts her to her feet. She moans with relief as
the pepper-coated dildo slides out of her battered and abraded cunt. Her knees
are weak so the attendant holds her by the scruff of her neck before Master
Parker. Her wrists remain cuffed together behind her back. Her short
schoolgirl uniform clings obscenely to her body. Its white shirt is completely
soaked and all but transparent. Parker can clearly see his fourteen year-old
captive's breasts and nipples. The tight elastic band around each nubbin has
trapped blood making them swell to twice their normal size. Now that the
peppered cock is out of her cunt Ivy truly appreciates how much her swollen
nipples ache.
The greasy girl is led away by Madame Olga and Parker. She looks back to see
the Indian girl being forced to kneel onto the same dildo as had been imbedded
in her cunt. It has been covered with a fresh coat of pepper sauce. Jasmine
squeals as workers fasten her legs to the floor. Men have already begun to form
a line. Each one waiting eagerly to empty their cocks onto her tender body
before the show continues.
Her master leads Ivy out of the by the same leash and collar that had been
attached to Jasmine.
"We've got to clean her up," Parker says to his colleague. "She is to entertain
some very special guests. The Tarkovski brothers have flown in unexpectedly
from Warsaw and have requested some time with Innocent Ivy."
For the first time since arriving in the Bambino Bordello, Ivy sees worry and
disgust on Madame Olga's face.
"When those gentlemen visited the bordello in Rio, they killed two girls and put
four others in the infirmary for weeks," she states.
"I know all about them," responds Parker as they continue down the main corridor
of the building. "They're my business partners. Their family has been in the
Thanatos society since the eighteenth century. You should be honored that they
chose to grace us with their presence. Besides, they always pay for whatever
they break."
The corridor is still crowded with men and a few women. Almost all have
selected a young boy or girl for the evening. A man leading a young Boy Scout
by the hand smiles when he hears the squishing sound made by Ivy's shoes as she
walks. Her knee-socks are so saturated with semen that her shoes are filled
with the vile cock-slime.
The teen is led by the sitting rooms. One room is almost empty. Most of the
young whores have been chosen and are upstairs. She notices an old man sitting
next to girl young enough to be his granddaughter. She is wearing a frilly
white party dress with a large yellow bow around its waist. In contrast to
these virginal garments the girl, who appears several years younger than Ivy, is
wearing white stockings held up by a small white garter belt. She wears no
panties. Ivy can see this for the man has run his hand up the girl's thigh,
pushing up the hem of her dress, and is inserting his dry middle finger to the
first knuckle into her naked pussy while her whispers quietly in her ear. He
uses his thumb to rub her clitoris. The expression on the young tart's face is
not fear but lustful anticipation.
When Ivy and her captors get to the foot of the main staircase, Parker hands the
leash to Madame Olga.
"Take her upstairs and have her washed and dressed. Then bring her down to the
Chamber 4 on the lower level," he orders.
Olga and her captive climb to the second level of the mansion. As they walk
down the corridor to the staircase that leads to the upper level Ivy can hear
the sounds coming from behind closed doors. She can clearly hear the grunts of
people fucking. As she walks by one room she can hear the shrieks of a young
girl and the whistle and crack of a whip cutting the air and flesh.
When they arrive on the top floor of the Bordello, Olga hands Ivy over to Boris
and Yuri - the teenaged boys who had dressed her in the Lewd Schoolgirl costume.
They unlock the cuffs holding Ivy's wrists and instruct her to remove all her
clothes. Once naked she is allowed to remove the elastics binding her nipples.
She is handed a towel and a bar of soap and led to a shower stall.
For ten minutes Ivy is able to wash the foul slime from her body. She shampoos
the sperm out of her hair. Ivy notes that there is a second shower head in the
stall. It is attached to a flexible hose and is shaped like a penis. Yuri
reaches into the cubicle and moves a lever on the wall. Warm water begins to
stream out of the tip and holes in the sides of the dildo/shower head. Ivy
gratefully takes the penis out of its bracket and carefully works it up her
vagina. The fourteen year-old sighs with relief as the soothing water washes out
the last vestiges of the hot pepper paste. The tender flesh of her cunt is
still bruised but at least it no longer burns.
Ivy gasps. While the shower/dildo is imbedded between her legs, one of the
Russian boys turned a dial making the water pouring out of it ice cold. As they
laugh, she quickly pulls the cock from her cunt.
"Just having a little fun, Ivy," says Yuri as he shuts off the water and leads
her out to a large sunken tub filled with scented, oiled water. He makes her
get in.
Ivy leans back in until the warm water us up to her chin. She can feel her
muscles relax.
"The Tarkovski Brothers want you to loosen up for a while before you join them,"
explains Yuri. "You are to rest in the tub for twenty minutes."
For the first time in days, Ivy is free to relax. Her trepidation about what is
to come is forgotten in this rare moment of relief. While the two Russian boys
lay out her costume, she begins to feel the tension in her muscles decrease.
Unconsciously Ivy allows her right hand drift between her legs. She closes her
eyes and rests her head on the edge of the tub while she gently strokes the lips
of her vagina. Her bruised clitoris begins to swell. Her finger finds the
sensitive organ and begins to rub it. She opens her mouth and gasps as a
mixture of pain and pleasure shake her body. Her orgasm is quiet and is the
first instance of pleasure she has experienced since her abduction into the
Thanatos Society.
She continues to rub her cunt but is interrupted by Boris who orders her out of
the bathtub. After she climbs out the Russian teen hands her a towel. She
dries herself while being led to the dressing table where her costume is laid
out. She sits down in the adjustable chair and is still while Yuri dries her
hair and ties it a simple ponytail. Boris is applying make-up to her face.
This time it is subtle. A little pink lip gloss to make her lips appear wet and
a touch of mascara. When she looks in the mirror she sees a beautiful fourteen
year-old girl looking back.
Ivy is then told to put on her costume. It consists of a thin white T-shirt and
a pair of pink satin shorts. She is to wear neither panties nor bra. Finally
she is given white athletic socks and a pair of white and pink Nike running
shoes to wear. She finishes dressing and looks at herself in the mirror. A
typical American teenager looks back except for the fact that the words in hot
pink on the front of her T-shirt read "My cunt belongs to the Bambino Bordello".
Madame Olga arrives to escort Ivy down to the lower level of the mansion where
the Tarkovski brothers await her. As they walk to the small elevator Olga
explains.
"The two brothers have rather bizarre habits, Ivy. You'd better follow their
instructions without hesitation or they will punish you in ways you cannot
imagine. I remember two years ago when they visited our whorehouse in Paris.
What they did to a beautiful thirteen year-old girl made even me shudder. She
had to be taken to a private hospital where she stayed for two months. We
normally would have let her die but the Tarkovskis insisted on paying her
hospital bills. They wanted her to recover so they could torture her again. As
it happens she learned of this and killed herself by throwing herself out of the
window of her hospital room.
"These men are so powerful that they are truly above the law," continues the
Russian woman as she and Ivy get into the elevator. "If they find you
displeasing they will kill you as readily as they would kill a fly. Or should I
say pull the wings and legs off a fly -- you see, they believe in making those
who displease them suffer. If you make them mad, don't think you can depend on
the relief of a quick death."
The elevator opens onto the lowest level of the Bambino Bordello. Ivy is
relieved when she is led past the torture chamber where she witnessed the
castration of the recalcitrant slave earlier that day.
She is stopped in front of a heavy door. Olga knocks and they enter. Unlike
the adjacent torture chamber this large suite is set up to look like the living
room in the luxurious suite of a five-star hotel. White pile carpet covers the
floor. A heavy brown leather sofa sits in the middle of the room facing a large
plasma television that is fastened to a wall.
Ivy can see into another room. It appears to be a dining room whose centerpiece
is a large mahogany table. There are three place setting of fine china plates,
sterling silver cutlery and Waterford crystal glassware.
Sitting at a bar along another wall of the living room are two men - the
Brothers Tarkovski. They are identical twins in their mid-sixties. They stand
to greet their guests. Tall and slim with an aristocratic demeanor, both are
wearing exquisitely tailored suits by Hugo Boss. One is dark blue and the other
a gray pinstripe. Their tailored white shirts are adorned by identical blue
ties decorated with a repeating pattern of the coat of arms of the Thanatos
Society.
"Ah Madame Olga," says one of the men in accented English. "I see you have
bought us our special guest. Come here my dear."
Ivy meekly approaches the twins who now stand side by side. They smile
encouragingly at her. Ivy relaxes a bit. Surely these sophisticated old men
can't be as dangerous as Madame Olga had described.
"Welcome Ivy," says Blue Suit kindly as he bows to kiss the back of her hands.
Ivy nods her head.
"Madame Olga, she is absolutely exquisite," he continues. "A perfect example of
the All-American teen."
Addressing Ivy again he says, "I understand you've had a very harrowing time of
it the past few days. We'd like you to rest a while with us. You haven't had
much time to eat so I want you to join us for a late dinner, but first there is
something we want you to see. You can call me Uncle Paul and my brother, Uncle
Daniel"
Still holding Ivy's hand, he leads her to the leather sofa. Daniel tells Madame
Olga that she can leave. He then joins Paul on the sofa.
Ivy is sitting between the two brothers.
"Ivy," says Paul. "You probably don't know this but we are partners with your
owner Master Parker in the Thanatos film and video production business. I'm
happy to say that you are star of what will be a series of films the first of
which is being edited in our Warsaw studio even as I speak. We've brought a
rough copy of the trailer that we intend to include at the beginning of some of
our current features. Watch."
While Paul clicks the button on a video remote his brother presses a switch on
the end table that dims the room lights.
The sixty-inch plasma television comes to life with an image of the Thanatos
Society symbol. The deep voice of a narrator begins.
"Thanatos Films is proud to present its latest production - 'Innocent Ivy -A
Daughter's Degradation'."
The image fades and is replaced by a shot of Ivy before her abduction. She is
smiling as she sits at the table in the cozy kitchen of her grandmother's house.
Her mother and father are seated at the table as well. They all smile happily
as Granny takes a sheet of fresh oatmeal raisin cookies from the oven. The old
woman slides the cookies onto a cooling rack.
"Fourteen year-old Ivy is an Innocent Victim of the Society. Her world falls
apart when her parents give her to the Thanatos Society," says the narrator.
The image of the happy domestic scene dissolves to be replaced by an overhead
shot of Ivy naked and spread-eagled in the cellars of the Manor. The viewer can
clearly see her father brutally ripping away her virginity with his engorged
blood-stained cock. Ivy sweaty face is twisted in pain and humiliation as her
father pounds his penis into her tight, bleeding cunt.
"Discriminating viewers will revel in the torture and degradation of this
innocent young soul," continues the narrator.
The image fades to be replaced by a picture of Ivy back at her grandmother's
kitchen happily munching on a cookie while her parents look on with devotion.
Her granny sits at the table knitting what looks like a sweater for the girl.
That scene dissolves to one of a naked Ivy chained to the floor in the lobby of
Thanatos Manor being forced by her granny to eat her dog-shit laced cookies
whose raisins have been replaced by dead flies. Next we see Ivy strung up on a
frame while her grandmother happily shoves a jagged eight-inch needle through
the base of her left breast. Blood flows freely from the wounds made by a
similar needle in her right tit.
That scene is quickly followed by a montage of the poor girl standing and
singing a hymn while her former schoolmate cruelly jams his thumb repeatedly
into her cunt in time to the rhythm her song.
Next we see her on all fours while a penis-shaped cattle prod is shoved up her
ass. That scene dissolves to one of Ivy sucking on the filthy toes of a hugely
obese man.
While Ivy watches this cavalcade of pain the two Polish brothers have begun to
caress her. "Uncle" Paul who sits on her left has put his right hand around her
shoulders and is caressing her right breast through her thin T-shirt. Meanwhile
his brother has run his hand up Ivy's right thigh, pushing up the satin hem of
her shorts until the edge of his little finger rests lightly on the lip of her
vagina.
The narrator of the preview reminds viewers that Ivy's tribulations have just
begun. The screen now shows the young girl on all fours again as a large Irish
wolfhound fucks her from behind. The camera zooms into a tight shot of the
animals engorged red prick sawing in and out of Ivy's dripping cunt.
The final scene is Ivy with a feeding tube leading from her ass to her mouth as
she is twisted into a crate for shipment to the Bambino Bordello.
The narrator says that "Innocent Ivy" is only the first of a series of films
starring this fourteen-year old beauty and that several more are planned.
Ivy is thoroughly humiliated at the thought of her suffering being put on film
for the entertainment of the perverted members of a sadistic society. Her eyes
well up and tears trickle down her cheeks.
The Tarkovski brothers appear to ignore her despair. Paul is pinching and
twisting her nipple while his brother is running his fingers along the lips of
Ivy's vagina. Despite herself Ivy can feel her cunt begin to get wet.
When the preview ends both brothers rise, turn of the television and turn on the
lights.
"My dear," says Uncle Paul. "You are becoming a valuable asset to the Society.
If your film sells well your master will be disinclined to have you star in a
snuff film - at least for the near future."
He graciously takes her hand and leads her from the sofa into the dining room.
Ivy feels a little less afraid now that she has been described as valuable to
the fortunes of the Thanatos Society. Surely they will let her live and stay
relatively intact as long as she co-operates. She makes up her mind to do so.
His brother asks if she is hungry. In fact, except for the copious loads of
sperm she's been forced to drink, Ivy has eaten nothing since arriving at the
Bordello. She is ravenous.
"I am hungry, Uncle Daniel," she responds, smiling shyly.
"Good. We want you to join us for dinner," he says as he pulls out a chair for
her to sit down on. "We've brought out personal chef from Warsaw who ensures us
that the meal he has prepared is like none you've had before.
As Daniel is talking, Ivy notices that there are small video cameras mounted on
the walls of the dining room.
"Before we start I just want to say we're both getting on in years and the sight
of one such as you -- so young and beautiful -- is a tonic to us both," says
Paul. "Would you do us the honor of disrobing?"
After all she's been through in the past few days, Ivy is not surprised by the
request. She is surprised by the polite way is has been asked.
Ivy nods meekly, stands up and removes all her clothes under the steady gaze of
the two brothers.
"My dear," says Uncle Paul. "I know what you've been through since you've been
brought to the Society. It is truly remarkable that there is very little
physical sign of your ordeals on your lovely body. But for a little bruising
around the opening of your exquisite vagina, you look like a young Venus rising
from the foam."
His brother agrees. "There is much to be said for fine physical conditioning of
the young and the healing powers of the Society's emoluments."
Ivy is invited to sit down again so the meal can begin.
Paul is seated at the head of the table. Brother Daniel sits at the foot and
Ivy sits between them. Paul rings a small crystal bell to signal the staff that
they are ready to dine.
A door opens and a beautiful Asian girl comes carrying a bottle of white wine.
She is about sixteen years of age. The leggy beauty is wearing an abbreviated
French maid's outfit. She wears a small white cap, a tight bustier that pushes
her breasts up, a tiny black skirt over a small white crinoline and black
stockings held up by a black garter belt. She is shod in black patent-leather
shoes with five inch stiletto heels.
She circles the table filling their glasses and leaves the room.
Ivy, being only fourteen, has rarely drunk wine. However, up until a few days
ago she had never sucked cock or been fucked. She tentatively reaches for the
goblet and tastes the wine. It is delicious.
The maid returns pushing a serving cart upon which are three bowls of soup. Two
bowls are blue and the third is pink. The maid carefully places a blue bowl in
front of each brother and sets the pink one on Ivy's plate. She then leaves the
room.
The bowls are covered with melted cheese.
"I hope you like French onion soup, dear Ivy," Uncle Paul says.
"I do," Ivy smiles and remembers the few times she was served that wonderful
onion-flavored broth upon which floated a toasted slice of baguette. The whole
bowl would be covered with delicious melted cheese.
"Bon appetit," says Uncle Daniel as he and his brother lift their spoons.
Ivy is very hungry and picks up her silver soupspoon. She notices that the
cheese on her soup is somewhat paler than is on the bowls of the two Polish
brothers. She digs her spoon into the top of the soup capturing a large piece
of melted cheese. She reminds herself to be careful because the melted cheese
is stringy and she doesn't want hot cheese to fall on her naked body. Carefully
she turns the spoon so that the cheese separates cleanly from the bow. With
watering mouth she pops into her mouth.
She gags. Both brothers are looking at her, smiling. She looks down at her
bowl and wonders why the cheese tastes strongly of sperm! Grimacing she
swallows and quickly puts down her spoon.
"Ivy," asks Daniel. "Don't you like your soup? We had chef prepare your bowl
especially for you. Your master has told me that you have developed quite a
taste for semen so, instead of pure Gruyere cheese, I've had chef blend your
portion with a half-cup of dog's semen. He also soaked the baguette in sperm.
You don't want to disappoint my brother and me by not finishing, do you? To say
nothing of the insult to chef.
Reluctantly, Ivy picks up her spoon and continues to eat. Soon she has consumed
all of the sperm-den cheese and bread. She is relieved to be able to
concentrate on the onion soup itself.
Observing her finish the melted topping of her soup, "Uncle" Daniel asks her if
she enjoyed it. Astonishingly, Ivy comes to the realization that she has
developed an appreciation of the taste of different types of sperm. She nods
her head slowly.
"I'm not surprised, my dear," he comments. "If one can develop a taste for such
things as oysters and Roquefort cheese one can come to appreciate just about
anything.
Ivy quickly finishes the soup and sets down her spoon.
The maid returns with three small bowls of sherbet.
"Ah good," remarks Paul. "Some lemon sorbet to cleanse the palate before the
salad course.
Ivy looks apprehensively at the bowl in front of her. Is it lemon sorbet or
piss?
Her fears are somewhat relieved when Daniel begins to speak.
"Ivy. You know what my brother and I like even more than sorbet in a bowl?"
"What, Uncle Daniel?" asks Ivy.
"Sorbet licked of the nipples of a young girl. Will you accommodate us please?"
Ivy rises from her chair and goes over to Daniel. He holds his bowl of sorbet
out to her and she dips her left breast into the mound of icy crystals. The
freezing mixture causes her nipple to swell immediately. Daniel removes the
bowl. Particles of the frozen delicacy cling to the tip of Ivy's breast. He
bends and takes her breast into his mouth, licking the sorbet off of her
engorged nipple.
Ivy then goes to Paul and dips her other breast into his bowl of sorbet. For
five minutes she goes back and forth between the brothers, offering her breasts
to them. Ivy is conscious of the cameras recording the image of a naked young
beauty offering her breasts to two old men.
When their bowls are empty, she is allowed to sit down and finish her sorbet.
She is relieved to discover that hers is indeed lemon, not piss flavored.
At a signal from Paul, the maid returns to remove the sorbet bowls and bring in
individual plates of salad. She lays a chilled fork beside each plate.
The salads appear to be of mixed greens topped with a creamy dressing. She
picks up her fork and stabs a piece of lettuce. As soon as it hits her tongue
she realized that her salad dressing has been made with sperm.
"Do you like you salad, dear?" asks Paul.
Ivy politely says that she does.
"This time chef mixed a quarter-cup of bull semen in your dressing," Daniel
informs her with a smile. "Lots of protein for a growing girl."
As Ivy finishes her salad Daniel asks her if she had ever sucked a cock before
she sucked her father's in the dungeon of Thanatos Manor.
"No, Uncle Daniel" she responds in a whisper.
"Did you even date?"
"No."
"Good. I think that fourteen is too young to date. Don't you agree Paul"
"Yes, indeed." Paul replies. "Too young to date but not too young to
masturbate. Right, young Ivy?"
Ivy didn't think it possible but she begins to blush.
"Oh yes. My dear," Paul continues. "We've seen hidden camera films that your
parents took of you rubbing you little clitty in your bedroom when you thought
that you were alone. In fact we're going to include some of that footage in the
second volume of the Innocent Ivy film series. I believe we have film of you
masturbating when you were only eleven years old."
Ivy has lost her appetite for the salad and puts down her fork.
The maid returns to clear the table and place more sorbet on the table.
"Ah, wonderful!" remarks Paul "This time it's champagne sorbet."
Ivy expected that they would want to eat more of the frozen treat from her
nipples. She was wrong.
"Ivy," says Paul. "Last time you were gracious enough to let my brother and I
eat from your breasts. I feel it only fair that we allow you to eat some sorbet
from our cocks.
Upon saying that, both brothers stand up and remove all of their clothing. The
maid waits patiently to fold and take their clothes from the room. Ivy can see
that both men are in pretty good shape for their age. The hair on their chests
and their pubic hair is silver. Both men have identical penises. Although only
semi-erect each thick organ is more than seven inches long.
They return to their seats. Paul tells Ivy to get under the table and crawl to
him. She does as ordered. As she approaches she can see now his erect penis
resting on the seat of the chair. With a small spoon he piles a small column of
sorbet on the top of his cock's glans. Ivy carefully lifts the large cock and
envelops the head with her mouth. She sweetness of the sorbet is mixed with the
salty taste of penis. Uncle Paul pushes her head away so that he can pile on
some more sorbet. Again the teenager takes the old man's rod in her mouth
licking away the frozen delicacy which is now mixed with salty pre-cum.
When there is no more sorbet in Paul's bowl she is told to eat the sorbet off of
Uncle Daniel's cock. She does this and returns to her chair. Neither brother
has ejaculated.
Uncle Paul rings the tiny bell next to he place setting and the maid appears.
"Soo-linn," says Paul. "Our guest has made us most excited. Would you please
suck us off before bringing in the main course?"
"Of course, Master," the Asian teen replies and drops to her knees and crawls
under the table. She takes Paul's hard penis in her mouth and begins to suck.
While the girl is nosily deep-throating the Uncle Paul, Uncle Daniel asks Ivy if
she realizes that she is not the first "Innocent Ivy" to enjoy the hospitality
of the Thanatos Society.
Ivy responds that she did not know this.
"Indeed," he continues. "I believe you are 'Ivy #32'. Did your parents ever
tell you why they named you 'Ivy'?"
"They said I was named after my father's great-grandmother," she replies.
"Well they lied," says Daniel. "Every girl such as you who is destined from
birth to become a slave of the Society is named 'Ivy" - 'I.V.' for 'Innocent
Victim'."
"We have a surprise for you," says Daniel as the Chinese teen noisily sucks his
brother's penis. "You are soon going to meet "Ivy Number 31". She was an early
bloomer and was brought to the Society last year when she was only twelve. She
is a star of a series of Innocent Ivy films called "Innocent Ivy - Nature
Lover". Perhaps one day you will be given an opportunity to watch them."
A grunt from his brother indicates that he is cumming in the Chinese girl's
mouth. She swallows all of his sperm, not spilling a drop. Without being asked
she crawls under the table and takes Uncle Daniel's penis in her mouth.
Uncle Daniel seems not to notice the ministrations of the beautiful young teen
and continues his conversation with Ivy.
"Yes my dear, your predecessor is with us today and will be joining us for the
main course," he says with a wicked smile.
"We bought her from the Society six months ago specifically to star in the film
series mentioned by my brother," says Uncle Paul who has fully recovered from
the blow-job.
"You see," he continues. "We own a large country estate in the Polish
countryside. It is part farm and part private zoo. Many members of the Society
have a fondness for seeing young girls 'feel at one with nature'. In the case
of Ivy 31 she 'felt at one with nature' by getting fucked by a variety of
animals.
Ivy listens with wide-eyed astonishment as Uncle Paul goes on.
"Yes indeed. We filmed horses, boars, goats and a donkey raping the little
beauty. In the second film she entertained the affections of wild animals. We
had to build a platform to support Ivy five feet off the ground so a giraffe
could get his large prick into her cunt. Other exotic animals that we filmed
raping her included a chimpanzee, a zebra, a caribou and a bull-moose. By the
time we were finished with her that cunt of hers could accommodate everything
but an elephant's cock."
Paul is interrupted by the sound of his brother's low groan as he empties his
balls in Soo-Linn's mouth.
The maid stands up, and straightens her outfit. Her lips gleam with semen.
"Is there anything else you gentlemen want?" she asks.
"Yes, there is," replies Paul. "Show Ivy that trick that your mother taught
you."
With a smile the maid walks over to stand beside Ivy. She tilts Ivy's head back
and tells her to open her mouth.
With her face over Ivy's, she opens her own mouth wide. It is empty. She then
closes her mouth. She grimaces and her shoulders shake. Ivy hears a series of
gagging sound coming from the girl's throat. With a smile the Chinese beauty
opens her mouth again and a large stream of the Tarkovski brothers' semen flows
onto Ivy's tongue."
As Ivy struggles to swallow the load, Uncle Daniel explains that Soo-Linn is a
master of regurgitation. He cannot understand how she can cough up only the
sperm he and his brother deposited in her stomach and not the meal he knows she
ate an hour before.
With a smile and a curtsy to Paul, the Oriental maid leaves the room.
Daniel continues to tell Ivy about her predecessor's film career. In the third
volume of the "nature" series Ivy #31 was raped by smaller animals such as
snakes, squirrels, gerbils, mice and rats.
"You are probably asking yourself how can small animals with small pricks rape a
teenaged girl," says Uncle Daniel. "Well we used a speculum to spread her
vagina and inserted a clear plastic cylinder into her cunt. This cylinder was
about two feet long and four inches in diameter. With long forceps we inserted
whatever the particular animal ate deep into her cunt and then put the animal in
the tube. We had peanuts shoved into her and let a squirrel loose in the
cylinder. The little beast had sharp claws and tore her up pretty badly.
"The 'money-scene" was having a large rat crawl all the way inside Ivy's snatch.
You see, he was half-starved and went after some grain we had shoved into Ivy.
Ivy howled like a wild animal herself. On the film you can actually see her
lower abdomen swelling as the rat digs itself deeper into her until only a few
inches of his tail extend from her cunt. We then put a small python in the
cylinder. It hadn't been fed for weeks and went after the rat right away. It
crawled into Ivy #31 and sunk its fangs into the haunches of the rat.
Unfortunately, with the rat in its mouth the snake's head was so large that he
couldn't remove it from Ivy's vagina. It's a good thing Ivy was tied down for
it took a long time for that snake to swallow enough of the rat that its carcass
passed along the body of the snake and out of Ivy's cunt. We then pulled the
snake out by it's tail.
"Oh yes," says Uncle Daniel "Ivy was lots of fun. Now it's time to meet her.
But first we've arranged a visit by one of her co-stars."
Uncle Paul rings the bell and this time the Chinese maid enters the room leading
a giant chimpanzee by the hand. Ivy is shocked at the size of the beast.
Noticing her surprise, Daniel explains that most of the chimps she's used to
seeing on television are young as they are more easily handled.
This beast is a fully mature male. The ape is covered in coarse black hair. He
looks around the room as he knuckle-walks behind the maid. His gaze rests upon
naked Ivy and his dull eyes brighten and he begins a low huffing noise.
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