Copyright © 2001, AnonX. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website without the written permission of the author. The author may be contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, mrdouble@mindspring.com, or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Original posting date: Sunday PM, July 15, 2001 A wildPage Author story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: finishin.txt http://www.mrdouble.com Story_codes: m/fffff+, preteens, nc, uncle-nieces, machinery/games, size/large-dildos, political satire. Story_intro: Warning: this is a fictional story of pure fantasy. Don't read this story if you are someone who confuses real-life with fantasy! Finishing School Fairground: Ringmaster! parts 1-2 Written by AnonX Gemma: Nearly 12, blonde, slim, long legs, pigtail Shelley: Thirteen, redhead, tiny new tits Lucille: Twelve, long black hair, half-Oriental Helena: Twelve, Twin, Scandinavian strawberry blonde Rikke: Twelve, Twin, Scandinavian strawberry blonde The entrance to the huge indoor fairground lay between giant doors shaped like a pink hairless pussy mound - because this was no ordinary fairground. Housed in the extensive walled grounds of a castle high in the Austrian alps, this was a very special 'finishing' school for the prettiest little preteen girls of Austria and the USA - special because here their virginity was well and truly "finished" in some very painful ways. The sounds of the fair came through the warm dark air. The hoots, pumping music and shouts would be common to any fairground in Europe, as would the screams of young girls. I was over from the States, having paid a large sum to Jorg for the Austrian finishing school's services. In return, his goons had captured my haughty little preteen nieces - Gemma, Shelley, Lucille, and the twins Helena and Rikke and - in order that the little teases be taught some sharp lessons in humility. I took my ticket at the small booth and stepped through the entrance. My feet crunched onto a wide sawdust path which ran through very realistic astro-turf towards the many brightly lit attractions which lay ahead in the darkness. It was almost impossible to make out the dark roof, and the walls were very far away, so it really did feel like an outdoor fairground. 2. The first ride was a classic musical horse Merry-Go-Round, crowded around with groups of horny pretty teen boys in thin t-shirts and tight shorts, who were to be seen everywhere, thronging the fair. As I approached I could see that astride each wooden horse was a snub-nosed little girl of about nine, wearing only a pastel colored baby-doll shortie nightie to match the paintwork of the horse she rode. As the preteen girls circled around and around I could see that their eyes were glazed with lust, they bent forward gasping a little, and that their little hips jerked upwards with each rise of the horses. Looking closer I could see small wet dildos which pumped upwards out of the horse's saddles in time with the dipping and sinking of the whirling musical merry-go-round. Every so often a flat-chested little girl would fly past, trembling to what was - probably - the first orgasm of her life. This was the "taster" for the main fair, designed to make sure the many young-teen boy spectators all had their tight leider-hosen shorts stretched tighter by the swelling of their lustful little cocks. 3. I moved on, into a wide drag of brightly lit side-shows filled with young teen boys moving eagerly from one to another. On one side I spotted a Coconut Shy with a difference. A pretty young blond girl with long hair in pigtails, super-slim waist and long thin legs, not even yet twelve, was spread and tied facing the boys - naked except for a very small pair of white silk panties covering her hairless mound - in a "Y" shape to sloping boards covered with steel plating. It was my stuck-up little niece Gemma! She was lying on her front but her head was pulled up by her pigtail, revealing her blushing tear-stained face, and her mouth held open wide by an arrangement of straps and small metal bars. Behind her, between each small firm milky ass cheek a twelve-inch coconut-brown vibrator nestled and purred, held my a hydraulic mechanical arm padded in red leather. Its half-inch tip slightly pressed her tight white panties against her tiny asshole. The dildo was shaped like three small fat coconuts joined together, and each of these was three inches wide at the widest point. The boys could see all this clearly, reflected in the angled mirrors that formed the back of the stall. The Stall-keeper gave out small ping-pong balls to the boys. The aim was to throw the balls across the wide divide and get one exactly between my blonde niece's perfect little rosebud lips. A metal sensor which fitted over Gemma's delicate tongue would then activate a switch. Suddenly her anxious little face was peppered with a spunk-like hail of small white balls - none of which went in. One of the boys decided to try throwing underarm, and on the third try he succeeded. To cheering, the vibrator swiftly forced my gagging niece's tiny ass cheeks apart with its first steady pneumatic thrust. It took Gemma's panties very near to their tearing point as it forced their silky white fabric firmly up into her ass and began to drill open her little sphincter. The vibrator's first "coconut" like bulge was four inches long and its three inches of width visibly pushed Gemma's tiny hips apart a little, as it broke into her ass. Now the boys had figured out the trick, she was surely destined for some deep and painful ass penetration. 4. On the other side of the drag there was an ingenious Fishing Game booth. Kneeling in plastic paddling pools, hands strapped to ankles, were three slim redheads of about thirteen, dressed as little cum-sluts whores all in goldfish-orange colors - tightly elasticized see-thru 1960s-style plastic hot-pants and high heeled plastic thigh-boots. One of them was my niece Shelley, looking a lot humbler than when I had last seen her - which was while preening herself in a mirror while wearing only her panties and leaving her bedroom door half-open - the little prick-teaser! Through each pair of transparent orange hot pants could be seen a thin plastic tube running from their almost hairless crotches upward and into a gag which was strapped to each girl's mouth. Each young girl also wore a cheap orange satin halter-top which had been pulled up to expose perfect budding breasts. Perky tender nipples were offered as the targets for this game. Each girl's nipples were clamped tightly into clamps holding little fish-hook shaped clips, and these were in turn attached to a long straight silver wire. The game was this - with their hands behind their backs, each boy's stiff little dick was used to control a fishing rod that pivoted from the front of the booth. Each time a boy "hooked" a silver wire, the wire pulled tighter by a small amount. One agile boy had already caused Shelley's tiny blushing breasts to be pulled up into a very painful little pyramid shape. The other two girls strained themselves outwards in the hope of slackening their wires, but I could see that the other boys quickly had them targeted too. Fortunately for the girls, the young boys often started to cum, and afterwards did not have the cock-stiffness needed to control the rods. The only way the tiny redheads could ease their tit torment was to piss into their see-thru plastic hot pants - each time the fill-level rose and then fell, a valve sent a signal to the machinery to decrease the tightness of the nipple wires. And the only way for the girls to continue pissing themselves was to suck the hot liquid back up into their pretty little mouths using their plastic tube. The three blushing redheads gulped, swallowed and sucked in a very erotic manner, quite like the gulping of fish, as they tried with increasing desperation to prevent the boys from stretching their tiny tits beyond endurance. At the same time, their firm little ass-cheeks and hips could be seen clenching and squeezing inside the see-thru hot-pants, desperately trying to squeeze out a little more piss. A most arousing entertainment, I though - Shelley's stubbornness over not drinking her private school's lemonade at recess would be corrected by a just a few hours of such a torment! 5. Further down the drag was a Test Your Strength machine, placed just out of sight of a padded white cage containing a half dozen lovely preteen Oriental girls dressed in various erotic lingerie. Three boys brought out one of the slimmest girls, of about twelve with a hint of breasts, firm rounded little ass cheeks, but with no pussy hair at all. It was my half-niece Lucille; her long black hair was matched by a very kinky small black satin corset which was tight-laced to make her tiny waist even smaller - the Finishing School had done a really good job on her. Suspenders held sheer black stockings on her long thin legs and she wore tiny shiny black stiletto heels on her feet - all of which I could see the boys were eager to catch a feel of. Lucille was stubborn as usual and the boys had to manhandle her into doing the "splits", then steel rings were passed around her, attached to a triangle of chains. The boys then hauled on a chain to hoist Lucille up a few feet, until she was suspended only by her position, the rings, and her chained hands hoist above her head. The Stall-keeper ripped off her small flimsy lacy g-sting panties and lubricated her half-inch wide virgin hole. Then he fitted and exactly aligned a weighty ten-inch bullet-shaped dildo to the lip of the Test Your Strength machine's "bell dinger". It became clear that my sexy little Oriental niece's virgin pussy-mound was to be the "bell", as she was slowly ratcheted fifteen feet to the top of the pole. The steel rings clipped into hooks holding her steady, giving us all a clear view of her mound with its tiny hole spread open. Looking up I could see Lucille's long dark hair bobbing and swinging around as she tried to see what was happening beneath her. The boys began lining up to heft the fat mallet against the machine's hit-pad, but each slam succeeded only in sending the dildo zinging up two-thirds of the pole. One beefy boy finally sent it nearly to top, and the thin tip slid neatly between the trembling little girl's legs. But then it instantly slipped out and fell back down, accompanied by many moans and boos from the boys below. The Stall-keeper now reached down to the machine's base and flicked the machine's dial from "hard" to "medium", and the boys tried again. This time most of them got it just up to the top - but each time in went in only an inch, and then the tightness of the Lucille's virgin pussy caused it to press out and slip down. She began to relax a little and I could tell the tiny twelve year old was getting quite turned on after about fifteen in-out hits. The Stall-keeper then replaced the dildo with another which was able to spin around like a drill. This was the same tapered shape and ten-inch length, but had a thick corkscrew thread running around it as it widened to a fat shaft of three inches. The beefy boy now stepped up to the pad and swung down a terrific mallet-blow, sending the new spinning dildo shooting upwards to hit with an audible "thunk", straight up into the Lucille's hot moist pussy hole. She gasped and then screamed as her virginity was taken by six inches of hard dildo in as many seconds, aided greatly by its spinning corkscrew thread, as it filled and split her to two inches wide. Looking up, her audience saw her tense stocking-encased legs visibly nudged apart by the sudden width and force of the dildo. The fat bulge caused by the pressure of the shaft became clearly visible, running up and under her tight corset, tapering away toward her very slim preteen waist. There was no way that this new dildo was going to slip out, and after a pause the beefy boy slammed down another hit. The dildo's final four inches lifted and screwed swiftly into the trembling corsetted little girl, splitting her ruined hole to three inches wide, and visibly impaling the thick shaft right up into her slim waist, even causing several hooks on her tight black corset to audibly snap and rip off. The boy's prize was to spunk his hot cum into the little girl's mouth, after she was lowered down. This he eagerly did, clinging for support to the Test Your Strength machine's pole, as Lucille remained split wide over the huge dildo. 6. I walked on, very pleased with what I had seen so far. Near the end of the drag there was a curtained Boxing Booth tent, and inside was a half-sized boxing ring surrounded by cheering boys. A perspiring flat-chested freckled French Catholic schoolgirl type of about eleven was battling a taller willowy hot thirteen-year-old Indian girl with budding little breast mounds. Others, who had - like me - paid handsomely to have their little girls taught painful lessons, were all around, watching. Both girls wore tight red crotch-less dance-style satin leotards, which had ridden very sexily between their pert curvy ass-cheeks. They dodged around each other, causing the six-inch fist-sized strap-on dildos that protruded from their small hairless pussy mounds to wobble stiffly. The older girl suddenly reached for the younger, tripped her and then leapt down between her legs, pushing them apart with her knees. Pinned to the white mattress in a doggy position, the younger girl screamed as she felt hands quickly thumbing apart her tiny pussy lips, ready to win the bout by a swift and painful deflowering. But as the Indian girl relaxed a little, thinking herself about to win, the younger girl made a sharp thrust and a flip, and suddenly the positions were reversed. The long chocolate legs of the Indian girl thrashed against the white mattress, but the younger girl was now on top of her, having pulled her around while keeping tight hold of her wrist. With her free hand the seemingly-innocent little schoolgirl grasped the fat shaft of her own strap-on dildo and thrust its tip and her crotch roughly towards the spread-out sweat-slicked hole of her opponent. I could just see that the Indian girl had a faint fuzz-line of freshly grown pussy hair up her mound - and then it was her turn to scream as she was roughly entered, then split wide apart and deflowered by the victorious bucking of the younger girl's hips. The boys and men cheered wildly. The show over, I left the tent. I saw ahead, at the opposite end of the drag to the Merry-Go-Round, a large Helter Skelter tower. This was shaped much like a man's cock, decorated in traditional candy-colored stripes, and has strong semi-transparent plastic chute spiraling around it. As I walked towards this intriguing Helter Skelter I passed a Candy Floss booth with a very unusual way of making the stuff. Twelve older girls, who looked a little like farm-girls, of about fourteen and with half-mature breasts, were strapped into a transparent booth where their tender young breasts were being constantly and slowly pumped for milk by lubricated steel suction cups. Amazingly, for their age, some white milk dripped down from their flushed nipples into collecting tubes. The machine mixed it with pink sugar and a little water and then whipped it up into strands of candyfloss. 7. Next to the tall Helter Skelter a line of innocent blindfolded blonde twelve year olds, just into puberty by the look of them, and all with ponytails and white ankle socks, were lined up at the base. I spotted the twins Helena and Rikke, and one of the attendants brought them up to the front of the line. I watched as my twin nieces had their small nubile young bodies manhandled and strapped upright onto a heavy padded couch of see-through Perspex by the Liftmaster. The couch was wheeled onto a platform in a lift shaft in the centre of the Helter Skelter. Still blindfold, first Helena and then Rikke had her thin legs forced apart and was strapped on top of the other - in the 69 position so that their tender hairless pussy lips were just inches from each other's pouty little mouths. A perfectly erotic position for twins! The white ankle socks of each little girl were then gripped by the Liftmaster in turn and their sensitive toes clamped. The little girls quickly learned that the painful pressure of the clamps would be eased by the Liftmaster only if they vigorously explored the pussy lips of their twin with their hot little tongues. While they licked and French-tongued with increasing eagerness, the Liftmaster slotted two stabilizer fly-wheels front and back of the couch. On the outer rim of each were thick piston-like rods leading up to a small set of further pistons. I could see that, as these wheels ran along a floor, they would act as flywheels to pump the piston rods up and down. Then Helena and Rikke vanished from sight as the lift's cage doors slid shut and it rose slowly to the top. After a few minutes the lift and doors clanked at the top of the Helter Skelter. I heard a gasp from the boys who had gathered below. I looked up, and saw on a small video screen how the Liftmaster had lifted two identical fat twelve-inch dildos from a rack, each candy-striped like the Helter Skelter, had drawn back the horizontal piston heads which were aligned with each blond twin's very wet pussy mound and tiny pouting slit, and had screwed each dildo into place. At its tip, each monstrous dildo had a half-inch snub-pointed tip. This then ran into a wider one-inch bulb which in turn smoothed up into the main head - which was four inches wide! These heads topped a two and a half inch wide - and heavily knobbled - shaft. The Liftmaster pulled back each dildo on its piston, clicked it down into position, and then each horny twin screamed as she had her hot tiny pussy invaded by the dildo's first few inches - just up to her virginity. In the 69 position, each girl had a close up view of the monster that was about to invade her twin's wet little pussy - and her own. The spectators heard a 'click' of a metal release. The shot on the video screen changed, as the low-slung red couch began to slide toward the Helter Skelter's chute. The screen now showed the blond little preteens, in split-screen close-up, from above, and the side. I heard a rumble as the wheeled couch slowly entered the spiral channel of the Helter Skelter, like a small bob-sled. Suddenly the stabilizer wheels began to roll against the chute's floor and so activated the pistons. The huge dildos leapt forward into action. They ripped through my niece's virginities in a second - but then I heard a sudden skidding sound above the screams, as the wheels began to act as a dragging brake on the couch's descent. This was because both the huge four-inch heads had only opened each girl to about two inches, and they were now straining to split the immature pussy mounds any wider. The camera zoomed in as each screaming girl stared up at the tiny preteen hole impaled in front of her eyes, and at the sheer size and length of the dildo straining to enter. Another camera angle showed the view from underneath, through the see-through Perspex. But the weight of the couch edged the twins ever forward, and so slightly turned the wheels. This slowly forced incredible pressures to build up in the pistons. Each niece's thin pussy lips had long since vanished when the video screens showed their tiny hairless mounds being painfully and slowly wedged further apart, until they were at least three inches wide and their mounds were being pressed inward by the force. The audience of boys below held their breaths as they watched the last inch of width enter under at least 60 seconds of sustained pressure. Then we heard two sharp snaps, as each dildo literally cracked open first the bottom girl and then the top. With the girl's pubic bones no longer limiting their width, the dildo heads eased deeper inside. As each head disappeared fully the width of it sharply jerked each screaming girl's hips and small ass cheeks wide apart. The see-through couch then rolled slowly forward, causing the knobbled shaft of each dildo to follow the head and relentlessly follow on with a further four inches of length. Here the couch braked to a halt as resistance built up again - each dildo's head had more than filled the cunts of both horny sluts and the tips now strove to widen burst open their immature cervix. It took another 30 seconds of pressure before the inevitable happened - suddenly the final five inches of each mammoth shaft was slid deeper inside the quivering twins. The depth of the full twelve-inch impaling was clearly visible - bulges caused by the fat heads were visibly wedged in their slim waists. As the couch then gathered momentum around the first full curve, the pistons reversed their forward action and retracted the dildos. Then they pressed forwards again. On re-entry of each massive head this time, the couch slowed only a little as there was less resistance. As the couch slipped from the view of the video screens I heard the rumbling of it travelling round and down the chute, getting faster, the mechanism remorselessly pistoning the huge dildos harder and more quickly. By the time the girls slammed down to the base of the Helter Skelter - about a minute later - they were limp and gasping, and each dildo was fully embedded right up to the rim. The pairs of other blond girls lined up for the experience, blindfolded, had no idea what they were in for. Story2: PART TWO 8. I then walked around the Helter Skelter on a sawdust path to what seemed to be the final attraction. A flashing neon sign proclaimed "The Tunnel of Perv". The Tunnel of Perv seemed to work something like a fairground ghost train. At the front there was a dark entrance and exit tunnel, with rails leading in and out. On one side of these rails were free-rolling carts, waiting for customers, and I sat down in one. The wide steel carts had a central plush red seat for a single adult Rider to recline on, and what looked like a stubby forked tubular steering device - but also had some added extras. My added extras were to be Gemma and Shelley! Both girls were blindfolded, but I could tell they were very humble and repentant - Gemma after the Coconut Shy anal experience, and Shelley after the torment of her perky tits at the Fishing Game booth! Each tiny niece was now dressed in a most sexy tight white ballet leotard, crotchless and with several shortie see-thru tutu-wraps around their narrow hips. They wore white stockings instead of normal ballet hosiery, and had white silk pumps on the feet, bound with pink ribbons round their slender ankles. Each niece lay side-by-side and face down on the wide bonnet of the cart. Their shoulders and tiny breasts were strapped down firmly against the padded hood of the cart, and their heads and necks jutted out over the Rider's seat in the cart - their lips were a few inches Away from being level with my crotch. Then the Stall-manager and an assistant lifted each girl's long thin legs up into the air behind them, as if the girls were doing a ballet stretching practice. Then they slipped small padded loops around the ankles, attached these to eyelets at the back of the cart, and pulled the girl's feet and legs right over their heads, arching their backs in an amazing curvature - all the money I had paid out for these two aloof girls to go to ballet classes had paid off at last - my young nieces were perfectly supple and flexible! The crotch-less white leotards, stretched even tighter now, showed off the girl's tiny pussies and firm rounded ass cheeks to perfection - these had now been pulled right around, almost level with their heads and were in front of me, each framed with a silky drapery from the tutu-wraps. I took the opportunity to feel up and down the girls very slim stocking-encased legs, which were now stretched and arched tightly beside and behind me like the crash bars on a heavy-duty Dodgem Car. The girls ready, the cart started clanking toward the entrance to the dark tunnel. In we went - only to stop about ten meters in, amid a soft red light which seemed to make the girl's white clothing glow even whiter. Between the girl's heads I could see the cart's small Dashboard had been illuminated. It said:- INSERT VIBRATORS TO STEER. LEFT GIRL TO GO LEFT. RIGHT GIRL TO GO RIGHT. THE GIRLS WILL ALSO GIVE GOOD HEAD IN THEIR PRESENT POSITION, IF YOU WISH! ENJOY 'THE TUNNEL OF PERV' SHOW AS YOU NAVIGATE YOUR WAY THROUGH IT! As I read that, two large ten inch flame-red steel vibrators slid up, humming, out of what I had at first taken to be the tubular steering fork. Even at a mere inch and a half wide I could see they would take a delicious moment or two to deflower my pert little nieces - especially as the girls were tensing up their legs and hips incredibly tightly in their current 'backflip' position. I decided to make it a little easier for the girls by getting them a little 'turned on' first - they had yet to taste their first man's cock and it was going to be their wicked uncle's! The dashboard message had been right, and their pouty little mouths were perfectly positioned to be forced open by a man's straining cock. I took Shelley's mouth first, pulling on her red hair to get her to open wide. Then, not bothering to see how well her untrained tongue would lick, I couldn't resist simply lifting my hips in order to fill her entire hot little mouth and tight gagging throat with my full length. Then I slid out of her and did the same with little Gemma, using her pigtail to draw her mouth down a little, but then but just sliding my cock out enough for her to take her first little "oral exam" in tongue movement. Then I lifted up the left-hand vibrator and began to stroke Gemma's mound and inner thighs, prizing apart her hairless miniature pussy lips with my thumb and forefinger. My - but that looked like a very tight and clenched virgin hole! When the buzzing tip of the vibrator hit it, her entrance seemed to retract to an even smaller size. But I kept nuzzling and stroking it around, and within a minute there was a little less tongue movement and a little more wetness on her pussy lips. I decided she needed to concentrate on what was coming next, so I slid out of her mouth and began to press the fat buzzing ten-incher in her pussy. At first she hardly seemed to notice, probably so glad to have her mouth empty. Then she tried to jerk away as she realized her virginity was about to be taken - but this actually made the entrance of the vibrator more painful for her. After a push of considerable force, her pussy lips suddenly spread out in an 'O' and I saw I had an inch or two of entrance. My sexy little niece gasped as she felt the potential width of the invader. With some screwing and levering I got it up to her virginity. After savoring the moment, I smacked my fist firmly onto the end of the heavy vibrator. She screamed and her legs quivered as it ripped through her hymen and was buried almost to the hilt. Then I gave the same treatment to my little redheaded niece Shelley, with the added bonus of some extra anal work with the vibrator instead of oral. I flipped the switches built into the two electric cords which ran into the vibrators. The cart started to move forwards. We came to the first junction and I tried flipping off the right-hand switch - the cart moved away to the left. 9. The cart moved slowly past large hi-resolution video-screens which seemed to show, close up, what was happening elsewhere in the fairground. The first Screen, set back into the darkness like a tableau, showed a Doctors & Nurses booth, in which boy doctors were giving deep and rather rough enemas to slim little 10-year-olds, strapped down on operating tables and wearing miniature white nurses uniforms. On the cart rumbled, and this time I chose the right fork. Each vibrator buzzed depending on the direction I took, giving each niece stimulation in turn, but denying them the chance of an orgasm by shutting off the stimulation at crucial moments. The second Screen showed a "Water Fight" booth, in which three nude auburn-haired girls of about thirteen were tied in the "splits" position around a pressure-sensitive red button. By firing a phallic-shaped water-pistol and hitting the central red button they managed to slightly lower the huge double-dildo that was cranking slowly upwards beneath them, but raised the dildos faster for the two other girls. What made the game especially interesting was that the pistols had to be filled from a tube of piss from the next girl along. I guessed the girls had been primed with drinking litres of water beforehand. So not only would the girls have to hit the target, but they must also try to restrain their desperate urge to piss, thereby depriving rivals of "ammunition". By now Shelley was clearly 'turned on' by her turn with the vibrator. I couldn't resist a few more turns in filling her hot little gasping mouth to the max, just to put her off any idea she might have about having her very first preteen orgasm. The next Screen showed the end of a game called "Zero to 60 in ten seconds". A pretty little snub-nosed blond girl of about twelve, with pigtails but dressed like a little whore in pink satin, was spread and strapped over a wooden vaulting-horse. Two teen boys came up on stage, one flipped up her tiny skirt and eased back her sluttish lacy g-string panties. The boys easily pressed their semi-soft thin un-erect cocks into her pre-lubricated mouth and tiny pussy. Then the boys each slipped a thick loop of rope around their asses and clipped it to the horse like a belt. But the boys must have been wearing some prosthetic fake cocks - because shortly after they got inside the girl, these tiny - mechanical - cocks began to stiffen and expand inside her. After five seconds they were normal man size, 7" x 2". Then they paused a second as the girl managed a muffled scream and the boys strained their hips away from the ropes holding them tight as a further expansion happened - the cocks expanded again until they were about 17 inches long by 3.5 inches wide - it really was "zero to 60 in ten seconds"! After the full ten seconds I could see massive bulges running through the little girl as if to meet each other - one running down the choking girl's throat, the other running under her slutty g-string panties, lifting up under her flimsy satin skirt and then shafting thickly up to the very top of her narrow preteen waist. Then I turned the cart again and this time little Gemma got the vibrations, which caused some whimpering from the deprived Shelley. The next Screen showed a "Hall of Live Mirrors". A corridor of slightly older girls of about fourteen, dressed in various kinky schoolgirl uniforms were chained behind glass. The boys passing up and down the corridor could press buttons and wind cranks, which would raise or lower heavy weights, so contorting and stretching the girls. The movement of the weights also pulled on clamps attached to their tender young nipples through their flimsy school dresses and shirts. After that it a Screen showing the "Sandstorm" booth. Here young girls were blindfolded and made to do the "splits" over a large steel disk with a hole in the centre. Then they were lifted up and their tender virgin pussies well lubricated. Then they were set spinning around and down, onto a large sandy-colored corkscrew shaped vibrator, which was also well lubricated. Each girl seemed to get turned on and very horny after few minutes, as the dildo was not really enormous - but then the lubrication began to dry off and the true sandpaper and grit skin of the vibrator which was corkscrewing up deep inside the girl made itself painfully felt. Now I could see that Gemma was in need of some deep oral attention to stop her approaching orgasm, and I almost had to choke her before her mind seemed to come off her climax. Of course, neither girl knew what it was that their hot prim ballerina bodies desired, but I did - and I was certain they wouldn't get it! Then the cart rattled and turned to the right in the dim red light, and Shelley's vibrator began to hum and buzz. The next Screen showed a "Shower Room" booth. Six nubile and nude young Oriental girls of about twelve had been placed inside a small sunken shower room. Their long black hair and thin limbs swung around and were reflected in the shiny tiles as they tried in vain to dodge the long flicking whips sent down by the boys who stood around the raised rim. Already their ass cheeks and tiny breasts - favorite targets of the boys - were covered in many painful red stripes. Then the whips withdrew and water jetted from numerous shower heads. At first the girls welcomed this - until they screamed again as they felt the heavy salt in the shower-water biting painfully into every one of the whip marks on their delicate bodies. Then the boys who had been wielding the whips entered the shower room and chained the girls to the walls on tip-toes The boys pulled the shower-heads out of their wall sockets, revealing that they were attached by retractable flexible steel hose-pipes. The boys proceeded to roughly break the girl's tight virginities using the spraying & boiling steel shower-heads. The following Screen also showed a water theme - it was called "Ducks to Water". Twelve little girls aged about twelve floated around a circular pool astride large rubber yellow ducks with numbers on them. Each girl wore crotch-less black rubberized swimsuits which when wet showed off their rounded ass cheeks to perfection. With their hands tied behind their backs the girls were in a perilous position. The game was this; a potentially large inflating dildo was attached to the duck's back and was inside the girl's pussy. A tiny pump was constantly but slowly pumping water from the pool in order to inflate the dildo - which at that point was appearing to cause some girls some discomfort. The only way the pump could be temporarily reversed was while sucking off one of the boys and men crowding around the edges - if this was done then the Poolkeeper would send an electronic signal to the pump. So little girls were pleading with the boys to let them suck them off. Some boys were willing, but some were just teasers who let the girls get close then pulled away. One blond girl had sucked off three boys, and her mouth and the top of her black swimsuit was covered in sticky white cum. But then they boys started to see her as "sloppy seconds", and soon she started to scream as she found her hardening dildo making its swelling four-inch width fully felt between her legs, splitting her apart. Seeing this, the other girls started trying harder. Some even began to approach the men around the poolside, and their little lips struggled to service the huge erect shafts they were offered, and then gagged on the huge amounts of cum that were suddenly pumped into their desperate mouths. 10. By this time Shelley's red hair was swinging from side to side as she moaned towards the first orgasm of her life. I reached out and stroked my hands around her little ass cheeks, then cruelly twisted and pinched them. Then I switched the direction of the cart - and for good measure gave her hot moaning mouth a couple of deep shaftings. Next the cart came to a Screen-less area filled with a rack of identical Remote-Control devices. I took one and then the cart began to slowly move on. The Remote was marked up with several options. I tried pressing a button at random - "BOTH". Suddenly both the vibrators embedded deep in my hot little nieces were buzzing. I looked again at the Remote, more carefully. "SHOCK" looked interesting. But first I reached forwards and fondled their sexy firm little ass cheeks to bring both girls on more quickly. Soon the constant buzzing was bringing both girls to the brink of cumming, and that was when I pressed "SHOCK" - and saw how the girls trembled and jerked as a quick and painful electric shock ran up between their legs. The cart then stopped some way from what looked like the exit, which I could see way off as a dot of light. "EXPAND" looked unusual. I pressed it and both vibrators stopped vibrating. They clicked and whirred - and expanded their diameter by an inch. My little nieces gasped as their hairless little pussy mounds were forced open in front of my eyes to two and a half inches wide! "THROB" was a new type of vibration, sending a long deep shudder up and down the vibrator instead of a low constant hum. After a few minutes of marveling at the width and the level of stimulation being given, this "Throb" mode seemed to be making them strive for their first orgasms again. I wasn't going to allow that - so I tried "EXPAND" again. Again a click and a whir. This time the expansion took longer and seemed to go length-wise too. The girls didn't just gasp this time, they screamed. I saw - from just inches away - how their tense tight little pussies were relentlessly forced apart as the diameters grew to three inches of thick red vibrator. Their little hairless mounds virtually disappeared as they were stretched in an o-shape around the huge invaders, until the edges of each vibrator shaft was pressed into and indenting their tender inner thighs. Now the crotch-less area in the silky white leotards was totally filled with the vibrator's width and the stitching of the fabric's seams was straining to tear from the pressure. They were in deep already, so I tried "PENETRATE" to see what it would do. It seemed to do nothing until I saw a small diagram flashing on the remote. It showed a sharp spiralling Head slowly moving forwards. I reached forward and ran my hands over Shelley and Gemma's split pussy mounds and then traced each bulging vibrator shaft up under the silky fabric of their leotards and tutus and then down into their tight seven-inch waists. Sure enough, I could feel the outline of a three inch wide screw-head working in each hot body, straining to screw and pull each fifteen-inch vibrator deeper inside each girl. There was only one button left to press - "SPLIT". Nothing happened. Then there was a muffled click and a whir - then nothing. Then there were two cracks and suddenly each girl's hips jerked sharply apart by a further inch, the fabric waistbands on their tutu's tore apart at their waists. The impaled vibrators had expanded again inside the girls to an incredible four inches wide, all the way to the spiral Head. Even in the low light I could see clearly the line of each massive vibrator - screw-heads still turning - running up and up into the quivering girls, still pulling deeper into their tiny vibrator-filled waists. I gave the two moaning preteens a quick "SHOCK" again to make them fully aware how deep the massive dildos were embedded in their frail bodies, and then the cart rumbled and moved off again. 11. The cart slowed down to pass the two final screens. The first screen showed a booth marked "Wild Bull Buck", and showed a slim but shapely little girl of about ten, dressed in a see-thru silky pageant dress, made all the more see-thru by some carefully-angled bright spotlights. She was strapped astride the wide leather saddle of a "broncing buck" machine and had her hands tied behind her back. She tried to twist as she felt something swelling inside both her tiny ass hole and her virgin pussy hole. Picked out in lights on a large board behind her were the shapes of two life-sized wild bulls - and the lit outline of their heavy cocks slowly grew to fill out to a rampant 4" x 12". The broncing machine began to buck the saddle and the girl slowly up and down and around - giving the cheering boys a good view of her from all angles, especially the splitting of her pert little rounded ass cheeks as the broncing machine became wilder, the growing dildos wedged ever more stiffly inside her - the only things holding her to the saddle. The second screen showed a booth called "Handygirls". Three thirteen year old girls in white panties each had one hand tied behind their back, making their little mini-tits perk up and outwards. With their free hand they were each using their fist to enter the tiny mouth, ass and pussy of a very unwilling virgin girl of about eleven, dressed in a very sexy little skimpy school blouse and tie, pleated mini-mini skirt, white socks and no panties. On their upper arms each older girl had a contact-switch strapped on. Suddenly the older girls started getting electric shocks to their tender little clits - then they had obviously been told that the contact-switches needed to be thrown to stop the torment - and the only way to do that was to go deeper! The little schoolgirl's eyes opened wide as she was suddenly invaded by three fists going deeper than she ever imagined, all desperate to shaft over fifteen inches of thickening forearm into her hot little body. Then - suddenly - the cart was out into a small semi-dark open-air area at the back of the Fair, and there beyond the Fair's rear entrance I could see the Presidential limo was waiting to take me to the airport. I got out of the cart and looked back; the cart and my nieces were already rumbling back inside the tunnel. The Finishing Fair's services had been expensive, but I it was definitely worth what I had paid to Jorg! Let no-one say that members of the President's family always get lenient treatment when in need of punishment! THE END. 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