Amy Chapter 6

Amy Chapter 6
By Lee Davey
leedavey1000@gmail.com

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Chapter 6:

Amy turned the handle and stepped back as the shower head dribbled itself dry. Stepping out of the shower she wrapped herself in a bath sheet and slowly began to dry herself.

What a day Amy considered the events of this landmark day in her life. She self-consciously touched her girly bits and noted that where her, what did that DVD call it? Oh yes clitoris lay her flesh felt dead. She could not even feel her finger as she pushed and prodded at its location.

I wonder why they did that, it's not as if it served any purpose Amy pondered.

Her mind then drifted to the events at home, quietly skipping over her farting introduction to her new classmates. Her mind then went to the time she had sat between her parents and watched that DVD. She was mortified when the sex was going on, but she was horrified at the beatings particularly when it moved on to the punishment of a child's secret bits, Amy shivered as she dropped the towel and picked up her bathrobe.

Fran laid out the towel and neatly lined up the various implements she decided were necessary for tonight. Given John's reluctance at becoming too involved in Amy's introduction she had had to take the lead. Looking down she made a quick inventory. Lube, check, small dildo, check, full-size dildo, check, antiseptic cream and tissues check.

Looking over her shoulder she could see John plugging in the Sybian device in the corner of their bedroom and adjusting the device to the requirements his wife had insisted upon.

Finally Fran stood up and let her breath out in a soft whistle, "Right that's everything set up dear. I'll fetch Amy and we can get this over with."

John watched his wife leave and bending down trailed a finger over the 'Breaker'. John winced as he felt the narrow length flare out at the end into a bulbous end. John could accept, if not agree with the Government's reasoning on children, after all they had been a bunch of uncontrolled louts, and know child crime had all but ended.

However some of the decisions that the Government had made concerning the training of children, bordered on the obscene. Take the 'Breaker' for example, John paused and shivered. What sort of mind would design a dildo especially to break a young girls hymen, so as to, they said, ensure that the practice lessons that the girl undertook at school were not too painful. The same mind that then went on to say you could whip a boys penis, that was the mind Jon added mentally.

John too could not fully grasp the distinctions that the Government had imposed on adult / child relationships. A parent could beat their child, and we're not talking just on their bottom, yet there were still rules on child protection!

A parent was not allowed to have sex with their child, well that in practice only meant anal or normal sex, apparently oral sex and the use of fingers wasn't considered sex.

Who decided where the lines were drawn? John knew the answer to that as well. It was the Prime Minister an old man known for his rectitude and conservative morals. A man whose economic genius following the depression of the 2010's allowed him to push through many changes to the laws and ethics of the country.

These changes included the new child rearing changes brought in for the child's benefit; and when these changes actually greatly improved discipline and academic attainment, everyone seemed to fall in line with the changes, the activities that children now undertook were considered, 'an acceptable sacrifice for the good of the nation'.

But the rules on having sex with children just did not seem to make sense to John. Only children, i.e. under 18's were allowed to have sex with other children. Fair enough, however the rules excluded teachers from that prohibition as they were there to teach children about sex. That made some sense John conceded.

Then the rules excluded medical professionals, if the reason for sex was medically required assessment or treatment. Of course the medical professionals were the ones who decided what was and was not medically required. But since when did tonsillitis require a blowjob to diagnose!!!

Then the Government gave the same rights to law enforcement officers, as a tool for punishing and disciplining children, so much more effective everyone agreed then fines or imprisonment.

All these exceptions were granted yet John could not have full sex with his own child he seethed at this injustice. Then he paused what the hell was he thinking, make love to his daughter! He had never considered the possibility before but now...

A cough from the door woke John from his inner conflict; he turned and watched his wife walk in to the room. His throat caught as his daughter followed her, her small hand held tightly in the hand of her mother. Amy's eyes were wide in fear her cheeks pale and drawn, her mother though ignored her daughters obvious discomfort and walked her towards the bed chatting about inconsequential matters as if on the bed were not spread various implements of a sexual nature.

"Well Amy now that you are in a new class you need to be informed about the 'birds and the bees'" Fran put up a hand to stop Amy protesting that she had already had that talk.

"I mean the real birds and bees talk. Sex." Fran clarified. "Your school will provide you with the full details and" a slight pause "A chance to practice." But your father and I need to prepare you."

"I don't want to." Amy mumbled and shrank back as her eyes saw the tube of lube and various dildos arrayed on her parents bed.

Ignoring Amy for a moment John walked past the pair and closed the door to the bedroom. Not that there was anyone else in the house, but to slow down Amy should try, quite understandably run.

"Don't be naughty Amy we have to do this, it's no different then when you had your vaccinations, a little prick and it's all over." John explained to his daughter as he tried manfully to ignore the suppressed giggles of his wife at his Fruedian slip.

Fran picked Amy up and sat her on the edge of the bed and then to Amy's surprise pulled off the sweatshirt she had been wearing revealing her largish breasts supported by a plain bra. Amy flicked her eyes away from her mother, she had seen her nude many times, they had changed in swimming pools and even shared a bath together, and neither times had the 10 year old felt uncomfortable, it was just you know natural.

Now Amy could feel the difference, her father watched on as his wife stripped down, first her jogging pants and then her bra and panties until she stood nude in front of Amy. Amy looked at her mother noting the few, but only a few, extra pounds around her middle, her wide hips, her big breasts that had breastfed her so many years ago, and then finally the thick black patch of hair that covered her vagina.

Amy realised then that she was only wearing a dressing gown, and was naked underneath it, and suspected that she too would be joining her mother in this most unusual display of casual nudity willingly or not.

It was not Amy though who undressed next. Amy gasped as her father pulled off the shirt he was wearing exposing a fleshy chest with a thatch of hair covering his entire body.

As John hooked his fingers into the waist of his trousers Amy squeaked and stood to escape. A snaking arm of her mother caught her and sitting down on the bed herself she entrapped the girl onto her lap.

"Now Amy there is nothing to be frightened of. You have seen me naked many times and there is no difference between that and seeing your father naked."

Amy while no expert immediately spotted one difference. Her fathers penis dangled loosely between his thighs nestling in a thick bush of wiry black hair.

Amy blushed a bright red at this sight and turned away in embarrassment. Her mother though was having none of that nonsense. Standing she brought her daughter around and walked her to stand in front of her father.

"Now Amy see there is nothing to be embarrassed away. Remember that you will be seeing a lot more of these." Fran lifted her husbands penis gently when you start school properly next week.

"Here touch."

Amy found her mother moving her hand to touch her fathers penis. All Amy could do was shrink away at the strange feel of her fathers penis, and all she could remember of this first touch was a feeling of heat, a hotness beyond what the girl would have expected from mere skin and flesh.

John felt himself harden as his daughters hand touched his cock, blood pouring in and filling the length of his pride and joy. To his secret disappointment his wife did not allow his daughters hand to linger long, instead pulling her daughter away.

John watched as his wife chatting away as if this was as natural as anything, untied the belt around his daughters bathrobe and then helped the docile girl free of its confining grip.

Amy no longer resisted, her mind having shut down its usual responses to the events of this evening. She had seen her father naked, she still could she realised, and she further realised she was no longer bothered. How strange she mused, why was she not bothered by the sight of her fathers bits? Was it because she knew that worse was to come and there was nothing she could do.

Amy lay back on the bed staring dully up at her two parents who sat either side of her smiling down at her. Her mother gently brushed some hair back from her eyes in such a familiar yet incongruous demonstration of maternal love.

"Now sweety you are starting big girls school properly next week. And from the DVD we watched you know there will be some new" Fran paused sharing a look with John, "some new topics you will be studying. Now I won't lie to you. You may find them a bit awkward and even painful to start with, but don't worry you will soon learn to enjoy them" Fran injected a false sense of fun into her voice.

In truth Fran knew that her daughter was unlikely to gain much enjoyment. After all the Government had deadened her childs' clitoris making it completely unresponsive, enjoyment was simply not an option for a teenager nowadays.

Fran felt that this was terrible, knowing as she did that for most girls, herself included, clitoral stimulation was the best chance of reaching orgasm.

But that was it wasn't it. Old men in Government exercising control. Control over boys by controlling the sex drives, and control over girls by making them reliant on vaginal stimulation for any chance of an orgasm. Did they not know how difficult it would be for a girl to have an orgasm from vaginal penetration alone? Fran knew the answer. Of course they did. That was the whole point. What matter to them that to control the girls and their boyfriends, that the girls may suffer an adolescence, and possibly lifetime without satisfaction was of no matter.

Fran said nothing though but smiled at her daughter.

"Your Father and I have to take care of a little problem before you go back to school. Because if we don't then the way the school will remove it will be quite 'uncomfortable'.

Fran remembered back to her first time, not with John, but a boy named – what was it again? Oh yes Greg. Fifteen years old in his parents bed when they were out for the evening. A fumbling experience as Greg laid on top of her, until finally he penetrated her roughly tearing up her channel and punching his way through her hymen, the blood, pain and 'ickiness' of it all putting her off sex until college several years later, when her next boyfriend, again not John, had shown how a man should make love to a woman.

Shaking herself back to the present Fran trailed a finger down her daughters naked pale chest until she cupped the bare slit of her daughters vagina with one hand.

"Do you know what your hymen is?"

Amy was blank, her mind a fog of despair and hopelessness, she did not want to be here, she did not want to be moving to the big girls classes. She wanted it to be two nights ago, When her bed was just somewhere you slept, and her dreams were of horses and princesses. Yet what she wanted meant nothing. The Government had decreed, her parents had agreed, and she would abide, there was no choice, no hope no future, all she could do was smile and survive these coming nights.

Amy shook her head finally as her mother repeated her question, a slight touch of worry in her tone at her daughters demeanour.

"Well Amy girls have a little bit of skin up inside their girly bits." Her father interjected smiling as Amy turned her blank look at him, "There is no need for it but we need to get rid of it for you, before some boy at school does so less considerately. OK."

Amy nodded not sure what she had agreed to, and knowing that really her agreement did not matter.

"Good girl now lie still your Mum is going to make you nice and ready. You may enjoy this princess."

John watched as his wife slipped down the bed and gently eased her daughters skinny legs apart and moved her face towards her slit.

Fran examined her daughter slit for a moment marvelling at its clean lines, and beautiful nature, so unlike her older 'cunt', ravaged by age, john's cock and most of all child birth. Yes I have a cunt but my daughter my precious daughter has a cute little cunny she mused.

Moving forward she gently kissed Amy's mound before using her fingers to separate her daughters hairless lips she licked slowly up and down to coat the channel with a preparation of maternal love and lubrication.

Fran marvelled at the sweetness of the taste on her tongue, it differed so much from the musty unpleasantness of her husbands penis and balls, though she rarely deigned to use her mouth on him.

Amy felt weird her mother was sticking her tongue up her thingy. DID SHE NOT KNOW WHAT CAME OUT OF THERE WHEN SHE WENT TO TOILET? Why on earth would anyone do such a thing? Other than that all she felt was wet, even when her mother licked and then sucked up her tiny clit she felt nothing, the chemical clitectomy she had endured denying her any sensations whatsoever.

John could not help but react his penis hardening to its full 6 inch glory as he watched his wife go down on his daughter. He could not remember when he had been so hard, it was if a rod of steel had been inserted into him. He watched entranced as his wife stopped her oral ministrations, and moving back began to slowly insert a finger into their daughter.

He realised that the time was coming and stood and moving to the sybian machine, and applied a thick cover of lubrication to the dildo thrusting up from it. This 'hymen breaker' dildo was fairly small but fitted with a bulbous tip that would ensure that any girls hymen was efficiently ruptured and violated with no hope of resistance.

"John."

Turning John siled as his wife brought over Amy to stand before the machine. John could see that Amy's hitherto detached eyes had flicked back to life, a relief he had been somewhat concerned. Now though Amy was looking apprehensively at the machine. Although young and a virgin she was not so naive, especially after watching that DVD, what the thing was for, and more importantly where it was likely to end up.

Amy tried to pull away but her mother held her fast, John moved to her other side and took her other arm. Between them the pair moved the girl over the machine. "Now Amy it's best if you cooperate with us. A quick little sit down and it's all over." John reassured the girl

"No, no I don't won't to."
Slappp..

Fran slapped her daughters naked behind, not hard, but hard enough to leave a pink hand print.

Amy and John looked in surprise at Fran. Amy had never been hit by her mother before.

"You will obey us Amy, or I will take you over my knee and spank your naughty bottom red. Do I make myself clear? I SAID DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?".

"Yes Mum" Amy mumbled wanting to rub her stinging bottom but unable to do so as her arms were being held by her parents. "Good now come on."

Amy found herself lifted and moved slightly as her parents ensured that the head of the dildo nestled firmly at the entrance of the girl. Then without any words of comfort they pushed her down. Amy screamed at the feeling of the cold dildo pushed through into her.

Thud.... Ow, ow, owwwww.

The combination of a gel lubricated dildo, and a mother lubricated cleft meant no resistance was offered as she fell fully onto the pole. It ripped up through her and punched without consideration through her hymen, causing her to feel as if something had torn deep within her.

Struggling in pain Amy tried to rise and extract herself from the impalement, but found herself held by her mother. Two clicks signalled that her father had attached some clamps to her legs that tied her firmly to the base of the virgin breaking machine.

Satisfied the parents stood back and looked at the girl. John felt a pang of pride for some reason as he watched Amy, sway and stare eyes wide in astonishment as she felt her cunny filled fully for the first time, the mixture of unknown fullness and soreness making a heady mix her 10 year brain was ill equipped to process.

Fran knelt down and with a finger dipped her finger into the small trail of blood that now oozed down the shaft. Holding it up she displayed it to John who shared a nod of 'job well done' with his wife.

Before she stood Fran turned a small dial on the base of the machine causing it to begin to vibrate gently. Amy jerked in surprise only the ties on her legs denying her escape as the ripples added another layer of sensation to the feelings coursing through her. Had her clitoris been functioning it was likely that she would have orgasmed, and almost certainly she would have after a few minutes of the stimulation. Now though all Amy could feel was a strange combination of tickling niceness deep within her coupled with a sore ache.

Fran made to clear away some of the materials arrayed around the room as her daughter knelt trussed to the machine. The guide had after all recommended that she be left on the machine for at least an hour, so as to ensure her channel was fully broken in.

John though stopped her and turning her to him kissed her passionately his lips mashing into hers.

"John what are you doing?"

John's hand reached down and pushing through his wife's thatch found his target and urgently thrust into his wife.

"You're wet" he smiled triumphantly.

"John please not in front of Am... Ohhhhhh fuck." Fran's protests stopped as she gave in to her feelings. After all unlike Amy her clit was fully functioning and desperate for attention. She had to her surprise been turned on all evening, the DVD, her daughter it was all so, she did not know the words, but whatever the words she was hot.

The hardness of her husband showed that he too had been affected. John was not a dominant lover and the pairs sex life was at best a weekly, and not always that often, slow missionary screw on a Saturday night.

John though had needs, his penis was hard and if he could not have Amy take care of it then his wife would do. He pushed her back so she fell on the bed he lowered himself between her and forcefully fucked her. This was not their normal lovemaking but something more animal like, the squelching sounds of cock in cunt, added to the grunts of John and the moans and yelps from Fran.

Amy said nothing as she knelt tied to the masturbation machine. She could not see what her parents were doing, but she knew, how could she not? She had thought they did not have sex anymore, once perhaps when they had her, but since then surely not. Yet all she could do was sit here as the machine continued its work within her, as her parents screamed and groaned through their orgasms, Amy though said nothing her only comment a tear that trickled down her cheek.