Salem Valley Chapter Ten © 2008 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com Samuel saw his brother blow his load in the girl's pussy and decided to take another ride on Charity. But when he saw the state of her twat, he changed his mind. It was running over with sperm, thick white fluid dripping out of her pussy and making trails down her thigh. Then Samuel remembered what was under the loose floorboard. He pried it up, reached in for the tube of lubricating jelly that was hidden there, and returned to the quilt. Charity's ass was jutting up obscenely. Samuel squirted some lube on her crack and began to work it into her bottom with his finger. When Charity felt Samuel's finger enter her bottom, she wanted to say something, to tell him to stop or at least take it easy. But she was too exhausted from her last orgasm to form words. Charity realized that the sex party she'd arranged had taken on a life of its own. Hope and Chastity were getting screwed now, and though she was still the center of attention she was no longer the only one getting fucked. It had been fun, though. Now Samuel was going to use her ass for his pleasure and she decided she was fine with that. After Samuel used his fingers to get Charity's ass nice and slick, he pressed his hard cock against her tight little hole, filling her bottom with his long, slender wand. He felt a bit of resistance as she clenched her bottom, but then she let out a sigh and relaxed her muscles. Samuel pushed his cock into her until he was buried to the hilt, balls deep in her anus. This was so much tighter than her pussy, and he savored the feeling of the little girl's asshole gripping his hard meat. Samuel began to thrust in and out, his shaft glistening with lubricant. Chastity had her hands on Reuben's shoulders as she rode him, her hips rocking back and forth, sliding up and down on his cock. He had a nice one for a boy his age, kind of thick with a mushroom-shaped head. It wasn't as big as her father's, but it satisfied her all the same. As she rocked on Reuben's cock she felt her pleasure growing deep inside her, starting in her pussy and spreading outward in long, warm, waves of delight. Chastity moved her hips faster, her pussy swallowing the boy's stiff cock until it hit her, a bright flashing orgasm that rippled through her body. Reuben's hips began to move under her, stabbing upward with his dick, and she knew he was seeking his own pleasure inside her body. Suddenly she felt a warmth inside her, Reuben's cum spurting from his cock. She felt his hips slow down and his cock began to soften. As he slipped out of her pussy, Chastity leaned over and kissed the bookish boy. Then she got up and looked for the rest of her clothing. It was getting late and she had to help her mother make dinner. Reuben followed her out, asking if he could see her again. As Hope bounced on Luke's dick, she wondered why she'd waited so long to do this. His young cock felt so good inside her, filling her tight passage with his hot meat. His hands felt good on her, too. Luke had slipped them under her sheer nightie and he was caressing her skin, his fingers finding her nipples and circling them. That sent an electric wave of pleasure through her little body. She began to come again, writhing on Luke's hard cock, her pussy contracting around his shaft as she climaxed. He held her tightly as she came, his hips rocking beneath her. "You look so pretty when you come," Luke murmured. "Mmmm..." she moaned, falling to his chest. "Come in me," she whispered, listening to his breathing. She felt his hips move faster underneath her own and then his cock stiffened inside her as it erupted, a warm feeling spreading through her pussy as he filled it with his cum. Luke's hips slowed down and stopped, and he started to slip out of her but she bore down with her own hips, keeping his softening cock inside her cunny. She wanted him to stay inside her forever. Isaac and Aaron were having their own fun with Prudence. The little girl was squirming on Aaron's face, pressing her pussy against his tongue while Isaac rocked back and forth on his heels, fucking her face with his dick. From the way she was moaning around his shaft, it seemed like she was coming just like the girl on the quilt. Isaac had a quick, intense orgasm in her mouth, leaving behind a single squirt of thin boy semen. Prudence pulled away from Aaron's mouth. Even though the boy didn't really know how to lick on her properly, his vigor made up for his inexperience and he managed to make her come. She sat on the floor watching Aaron, still on his back, pulling his little dick. Then she noticed what Samuel was doing. He had his cock buried in Charity's ass. She crawled over to the quilt and reached for the tube of lubricant. Curious, she squirted some on her finger and felt how slick it was. Then she squirted out some more and gingerly applied it to her own bottom. Her finger slipped in easily. Aaron noticed Samuel and Charity, too. And when he saw Prudence stick her lubricated finger in her bottom, he put two and two together. Aaron got up and went over to Prudence and knelt on the quilt, his hard little dick sticking out of his pants. "Can you put some on me, too?" Aaron asked. "You want to stick it in my bottom?" Prudence said. "I thought you wanted me to," he said. Prudence considered this for a moment. "Okay," she said. She squirted some lube on Aaron's little cock and got up on her hands and knees next to Charity. It took a couple of tries for the boy to find the right angle, but after a couple of attempts the tip of his dick popped in to the girl's tight little anus. Prudence felt a bit of discomfort as he slid inside her bottom, but nothing worse than having to take a poo. Aaron began to slide his greasy little cock in and out of her tight hole, enjoying the feeling of her ass gripping his stiff cock. Samuel was trying to make this last. He'd been close to coming for a few minutes now but every time he'd stop and hold his breath, waiting for the feeling to subside. Now he was going to go for it. Her ass was loose enough now that he could really pump her tender hole, but still tight enough to grip his cock like a greasy fist. He fucked Charity's bottom hard, his thighs slapping against hers, until he came, spurting his hot sperm inside the little girl's ass. He gave a few last thrusts and pulled out, using her panties to wipe his cock clean. Harmony didn't see what the other girls liked about this. The pain of having her brother break her cherry had worn off, leaving her with a pleasant feeling as Joshua's cock filled her tiny cunny. But it didn't feel as good as when he used his dick to rub directly on her clit. She liked the way that older boy Joseph made her feel with his hands, and he'd licked her to a nice hard come earlier, but now he was just sitting against the wall and drinking, watching the girl on the quilt. When she felt Joshua's dick stiffen inside her and pull out, she began to gather her clothes and get dressed. "I'm hungry," she told Joshua. "Me, too," her brother said. "Let's go home." The Linscott kids got dressed and left. Joseph hardly noticed that Harmony and Joshua were gone, and when he realized they'd left, he felt a pang of disappointment. He'd helped Joshua take his sister's cherry and he hoped the boy would open the girl up for him. Joseph wanted nothing more than to see the eight-year-old girl impaled on his fat cock. But here was a sight just as alluring. Samuel had just pulled out of Charity's bottom, leaving her ass in the air. Joseph crawled over to the quilt, being too drunk to walk, and got up on his knees behind her ass. Swaying slightly, he unzipped his fly and fished out his cock. He gave it a few strokes, getting it just hard enough, and without lube he stuffed it into Charity's gaping asshole. There was enough lube and semen inside her to ease his passage, and her only response was a soft groan as Joseph's fat cock stretched her tender hole. Fortunately, he didn't last very long. The excruciating tightness of Charity's ass and his semi-drunken state served to make short work of the blacksmith's son. Barely a dozen erratic thrusts later, Joseph began to spray her insides with his thick, hot semen. Just as he came, he swayed and fell backwards, landing on his ass. He didn't even bother to wipe himself off, simply stuffing his cock in his pants and stumbling out of the cabin. Aaron and Prudence had paused to watch this whole scene with Joseph. Both were glad that the older boy had spent himself in Charity and stumbled out rather than take Aaron's place. Now they resumed their coupling, Aaron's stiff little dick sliding in and out of Prudence's bottom. Prudence felt something under the quilt, an oblong thing. She reached under the fabric and found Hope's vibrator. As Aaron pumped her bottom, she examined the device, trying to figure out how to turn it on until she realized that you had to twist the end. Prudence held the buzzing toy against her cunny, and the waves of pleasure it produced made her gasp. As Aaron pounded her tender little bottom, she rubbed the length of her pussy with the toy, finding a spot where it really, really felt good. It was like a hundred tongues licking her clit. The feeling was so intense that she hardly felt Aaron when he came in her bottom and pulled out. It was only when she felt a second set of hands on her soft, round ass cheeks that she looked back and realized that Isaac had taken Aaron's place. Prudence didn't care. She had this magic toy that made her cunny feel like it died and went to heaven. Jonah and Jeremiah had been outside, smoking cigarettes, when they saw Joseph stumble out of the cabin. Curious, they went back in. Harmony and Joshua were gone, as was Chastity, Tamar, and the Goodenough brothers. Hope Cunningham was laying on the bunk, smoking a joint with Luke Smith. Charity was still on the quilt, her ass in the air, semen leaking out of her bottom and her pussy. Next to her, Isaac Guest was fucking Prudence Martin in the butt while his brother Aaron wiped his soft little cock off with a pair of panties. "Shit, he left this," Jonah said, finding Joseph's jar of corn whiskey on the cabin floor. Jeremiah had other ideas that didn't involve liquor. He knelt behind Charity, whipped out his cock, and stuffed her ass full of his teenaged meat. Jonah watched his cousin buttfuck the exhausted little girl and went around to the other end of the quilt, next to where Charity laid her head. "Want some of this?" he asked, offering the jar of whiskey to her. Charity lifted her head off the quilt. She'd regained some of her strength though she'd been semi-conscious when Samuel and Joseph used her ass for their pleasure. Now she was aware of someone in her bottom, but she didn't care. She took a sip from the jar, expecting water. What she drank burned her mouth and nose and she started to cough, tightening her ass around Jeremiah's cock. He let out a surprised yelp when she suddenly got tighter and erupted in her bottom, adding to all the semen that was already inside her. Jeremiah pulled out and used her panties to wipe off his cock. "What the fuck is that?" Charity asked. "Corn whiskey," Jonah replied. "Water," Charity croaked. "Get me some water." She sprawled out on the quilt, laying flat on her tummy. Jonah grabbed an old metal cup that was hanging on the wall next to the fireplace and ran to the nearby creek, returning a couple of minutes later with fresh water. Charity took a few big gulps from the cup. She began to notice what was going on around her. Hope came over to her with the joint and gave her a hit. As Charity exhaled the smoke and took another drink of water, she tried to remember everything that had happened to her, but it was all a blur. Next to her, Prudence was having fun with the vibrator, which was rapidly becoming her new best friend. She could hardly feel Aaron in her ass as she pressed the toy to her hairless cunny. She felt another orgasm coming on and held the vibrator to her clit, rocking her hips as she humped the pink toy. There was an explosion of pleasure that coursed through her little body, making her bottom contract around his dick. Aaron, amazed at how tight her bottom had become, came in the girl's ass, leaving behind a couple of meagre drops of semen before pulling out. Prudence hardly felt him come, so intense was her orgasm. It finally got to be too much, and she dropped the toy, rolling over on her side on the soft quilt. Jonah and Jeremiah had a few more sips of corn whiskey before leaving, followed by Isaac and Aaron Guest. That left Charity, Hope, Prudence, and Luke. Luke found his bottle of schnapps and passed it around as the four of them sat on the quilt. "I'm all fucked out," Charity said, her pussy and ass leaking beneath her. "But it felt so good." "I can't believe you fucked them all," Hope said. "Did I do good?" Prudence asked. "I got them all hard for you." She was eager for the older girls' approval. "You did just fine, Pru," Hope said, reaching out for her hand. The foursome were smoking another of Luke's joints when they heard a truck approaching down the rutted path. This sent them in a scurry, scrambling for their clothes and underwear. Charity's panties were covered with semen and lube, but she put them on anyway. The girls were just finishing getting dressed when Aaron Smith entered the cabin. When Hope and Luke hadn't come home, his parents sent him out to look for them. It was sheer luck that he ran across Simon and Samuel Cunningham, who told him where Luke and Charity were. "I been looking all over for you," Aaron said to his brother and sister. "What the hell you been doing?" "Just partying," Luke said. "Shit," Aaron said. "All y'all get in the truck. I'm taking you home." Hope and Prudence folded up the quilt and blanket, while Charity was so unsteady on her feet that Luke had to help her walk. They all followed Aaron out of the cabin to where his truck, a crew-cab pickup, was parked. When they reached the truck, a dozen yards down the trail, a helicopter flew over, followed by two more. The sound of a distant siren reached them from the other side of the valley. "Fuck is that?" Luke asked. "Get in the truck," Aaron barked. "Quick!" Luke got in front with his brother, while the girls sat in back. Aaron put the truck in gear and headed towards their farm. He'd driven about a half mile when he saw flashing lights up ahead. Three state police cars were blocking the road. "Fuck," Aaron said. "What's going on?" Hope asked. "I don't know," he replied. "Hang on." He turned off the road and began to drive over a field that had been plowed under a week before. The truck bounced over the furrows, but four-wheel-drive and big tires dug in and maintained traction. "Why didn't you stop?" Luke asked his brother. "I got a quarter pound of weed under the seat," Aaron replied. "That's why." "Where are we going?" Luke asked. "Anywhere but here," Aaron said. He drove across the field to a dirt road that lead back towards the cabin, heading for the woody hills where no one could follow him and the helicopters wouldn't find him. ~o o~ Naomi and Jael had been questioned on three separate occasions over the last 48 hours, and their mother had been interviewed twice, corroborating much of what her daughters had said about life in Salem Valley. A hastily convened conference call had been held between the heads of various state agencies, and their staffers had to forego sleep while they tried to dig up information about the valley. While a state police strike force was gathering in a nearby town, a state land resources aircraft had been sent over the valley to take overhead imagery. A plan had been drawn up and the law descended on Salem Valley. ~o o~ Tina and Micah were laying in bed when she heard the sirens. Then a helicopter had flown over the Timmons house. She rolled out of bed and saw the flashing blue and red lights in the distance. "Cops," she spat. "Gotta go." Tina dressed quickly, stuffing whatever she could into her bag: crack, pipe, lighter, underwear, makeup, cigarettes. "Where are you going?" Micah asked. "What's going on?" "It's the cops," Tina said. In her line of work, an instinctive fear and hate for police was a healthy thing. "If you wanna come, hurry up." "No, Tina," Micah pleaded. "Wait." Tina hadn't panicked, but Micah was on the verge of it. He pulled his pants on over the frilly panties he still wore, hurriedly buttoned his shirt, and put on his shoes, not even bothering with socks. Micah caught a glimpse of his face in the mirror and realized the he was still wearing makeup. He wiped his face with an old pair of Judith's panties that Tina had been given to wear before following Tina downstairs. Judith had been taking the last load of laundry down from the clothesline when she saw the flashing police lights, and she froze, a freshly dried towel in her hands. Tina saw her and called out. "It's the cops," she shouted. "We gotta go!" "What?" Judith asked, perplexed by this situation and the urgency in Tina's voice. "What about Mom and Dad?" "Fuck them!" Tina said. "Let's go!" But Judith made no move to follow them, so Tina grabbed Micah's hand and led him across the fields. "Where are we going?" Micah asked. "To the woods," Tina replied. "They won't find us there." ~o o~ It was the sound of the helicopters that woke Jacob and Rebecca up. They'd fallen asleep together on the blanket in the mossy clearing. When they realized that they'd been asleep for a while, they got dressed in a hurry and began running down a path through the woods, worried that they'd be in trouble for being late for dinner. They almost didn't see Tina and Micah running up the path until they nearly collided. "What's going on?" Jacob asked. "Cops," Tina replied. "Lots and lots of cops." "Why are they here?" Rebecca asked. "To make trouble," Tina said. "We gotta hide." "Why?" Jacob asked. "So we don't get busted, fool," the older girl said. "You know these woods?" "Yeah," Jacob said. "Then lets go," Tina barked. Jacob led them back up the path to a point where it met a firebreak that cut through the forest. They were hiking up the hill when they heard a truck crunching through the underbrush. Tina was about to drag them all into the woods when Jacob recognized it as Aaron Smith's pickup. ~o o~ "I'm telling you, it was fucked up," Aaron said to Isaac Reinhart. "Cops everywhere. Helicopters. They even had buses with chicken wire over the windows." "Shit," Isaac said. They were sitting in Isaac's truck, eating burgers and fries in the parking lot of a fast food place near the warehouse. Parked next to them was Aaron's truck, the kids inside picking at their food, too upset to eat. "I hit the high point before Hidden Pass and took a look with my binoculars," Aaron said. "They were all over the valley." "So we can't go back," Isaac said. "Not right away," "Where we gonna stay? We got them kids and all." "Lemme figure it out," Aaron said. "Finish eating and we'll make some calls." Hidden Pass was a little known way out of the valley, and Aaron had barely managed to coax his truck down the steep, narrow trail. It was getting dark, the girls were crying, but he made it to the state highway and headed for the warehouse, hoping it wouldn't be surrounded by cops. Fortunately, it wasn't. Isaac was all alone in the place, and since the delivery truck had returned to the valley that afternoon there wasn't much left in the warehouse to take with them. They packed what they could, some canned and dried food, a few clothes, and a couple of firearms into Aaron's and Isaac's trucks. They also had a few hundred dollars in cash from the cashbox. They were about five blocks from the warehouse when they saw a long line of police cars, lights flashing, heading in the opposite direction. Aaron figured they'd had two minutes to spare. At the fast food place, Aaron called Pastor Gilmore from a pay phone, but there was no answer. Isaac called his house with the same result. He tried the Ingersolls as well, but there was no answer there either. Finally, Isaac called the only other number he knew, Doc Mercer. "Doc Mercer," the doctor said when he answered the phone. "Holy shit, you're there," Isaac said. "They didn't get you?" "I'm in the root cellar," Mercer said. "You got a phone in your root cellar?" "It's cordless. Where are you?" "Near the warehouse," Isaac said. He gave the doctor the address. "Are you alone?" Mercer asked. "I got Aaron and Luke Smith with me, and a bunch of kids," Isaac explained. "What should we do?" "Sit tight," the doctor said. "I sent my wife out of the valley this morning with some lab work. When she heard about the raid on the radio she called me. We're working out a plan and she's supposed to call me in ten minutes." "Aaron got out through Hidden Pass," Isaac said. "You know where that is?" "I got a good idea. Put him on the phone." Isaac handed the phone to Aaron. He gave the doctor directions and then hung up. "He wants us to call back in twenty minutes," Aaron said. His truck was too crowded, so he went back to Isaac's pickup. They smoked some pot and then called Doc Mercer again. "Mary's about ten minutes away," the doctor said. "She'll meet you there, get you a motel room, then you can come get me tomorrow morning. I'm too old to be tramping through the woods at night." "Okay," Aaron said. He was starting to feel better now that there was a plan. Mary Mercer pulled into the restaurant's lot a few minutes later, and they drove to a motel out on the highway. Other than Hiram Van Heusen, the Mercers were the only other family in Salem Valley with a credit card, and Mary Mercer got two rooms for her and the other refugees. As Isaac and Aaron went out to get pizza and beer, Nurse Mercer gathered the kids on one of the rooms to assess their condition and make sure none had gotten hurt fleeing the valley. None of the kids had anything more serious than a couple of scratches and bruises from running through the woods. The nurse did notice that Charity's panties were encrusted with dried semen, Hope was wearing a sheer nightie and crotchless panties under her dress, and that Micah had ruffled undies on under his pants as well as traces of makeup on his face. She decided to give the kids a bath after Aaron and Isaac returned and buy the kids some clothes tomorrow. "Charity, sweethart," Nurse Mercer cooed, "What were you doing this afternoon?" She was bathing both Charity and Hope at the same time, and had noticed that both girls were leaking semen, most notably Charity, who had cum stains around her rectum and her vagina. "We had a little party at the old cabin," Charity replied. "How many boys were there?" Mary Mercer asked her. "About a dozen, I guess." "Did they all have sex with you?" "I guess." "Not the Guest boys," Hope said. "They were with Prudence." That explained why the pastor's granddaughter had lubricating jelly all over her ass. After bathing the kids two by two, Nurse Mercer had a beer with Isaac and Aaron. The two young men were much closer to her age than she was to her husband, and under any other circumstances she'd probably have ended up in bed with one or both. Aaron filled her in on the events of the afternoon, and what he'd seen from the hill before he negotiated the hazards of Hidden Pass. They turned on the motel room's TV set and watched news coverage of the raid on the valley. Not all of the helicopters were police: some were from news stations, and they watched aerial coverage of men and women being led to police cars and buses, mostly in handcuffs or plastic flex ties. The police and troopers looked ominous in their tactical uniforms and flak jackets, brandishing assault rifles and submachine guns as they went from house to house. "What the fuck is a 'hazmat'?" Isaac asked. He'd heard the reporter mention that word. "Hazardous materials," Mrs. Mercer said. "They probably expected to find a meth lab or two." "There's nothing but stills," Aaron said. "Naomi and Jael," Isaac said, apropos to nothing. "They must've picked up Naomi and Jael and the girls told them everything." "What's going to happen now?" Aaron asked. "Are we ever going back?" "Are they looking for us?" Isaac said. "Probably are," the nurse said. "Whether we can go back depends on what they find." As they watched the news, more details emerged. Hiram Van Heusen had killed himself just as the cops were entering his house. Pastor Gilmore was being held up as a cult leader, and they saw a shot of boxes of evidence being taken from his residence, including his computer. The graphic that the station used had "CHILD ABUSE CULT" in big red letters, and soon the media would give the community a new name: Pedo Valley. "I seen enough," Aaron said, switching off the television. They split up between the rooms: Nurse Mercer and the five girls in one, Aaron, Isaac, and the three boys in the other. At dawn, Nurse Mercer and Aaron set out in his truck to meet up with Doc Mercer at the mouth of Hidden Pass. He emerged from the woods, scratched and bruised from falling into a thicket of brambles. The three of them returned to the motel, stopping off on the way to buy some clothes for the kids. The first thing Doc Mercer did was call a lawyer he knew, an old friend from school, using a prepaid cell phone he'd bought at the mall. The attorney had seen the news coverage, and he agreed to meet with his old friend. They picked a nearby restaurant. Doc Mercer and his wife returned from their lunch with the lawyer a couple of hours later. They gathered everyone in one of the motel rooms to tell them what they'd just found out. "First of all," Doc Mercer said, "all of the adults have been taken into custody. That includes all of your parents." Prudence and Rebecca started to cry, and Charity and Hope went to comfort them. "Your brothers and sisters are in the care of the state right now," the doctor continued. "The state is gathering evidence, and how much they find will determine if they press charges. They really need physical evidence, so just saying that so-and-so touched me probably won't be enough." "Are they looking for us?" Micah asked. "They know you're missing," the doctor said. "Except for Tina, they're going to be looking for you all. Now, the lawyer said that except for Pastor Gilmore, most if not all of your parents will be released eventually, and your brothers and sisters will be sent home as well." "So we should turn ourselves in?" Luke asked. "That's up to you," Doc Mercer said. "What are you going to do?" Aaron asked. "I'm certain that they'll find something to charge me with," Mercer said. "They'll undoubtedly make an example of the pastor, and probably me as well. Now, I've got some family in Maine, my niece and her girls. Me and the missus are going start driving tonight, try and wait 'til this all blows over." "Can we come along?" Isaac asked. "I thought you'd ask that," Doc Mercer said. ~o o~ © 2008 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com