The Park - Chapter 3 Betrayal

Chapter 3
Betrayal



    George and Sheila were driving back to Amative City.  And they were not happy.  Their cross country trip had been nothing but a pain the whole way.  Nine kids screaming and squabbling in the back seats of their very packed van the whole way.  And now they had lost one.  Their little four year old boy, Aaron.
    “Aarrggghhh!” grumbled Sheila, “Why couldn’t the little brat just stick with the others!  He’s always wandering off, that one.”
    She glared down at baby Sally in her arms as if she could blame the infant for her misfortune.
    George was just as pissed, “If we don’t find him, it’s going to be a huge annoyance.  We’ll have to report him missing and then there will be a big search with the police and it’ll all be a mess!”
    His wife stared out the window shaking her head, “Why did we have to have so many kids?”
    George chuckled a sneer, “Because you like to fuck so much.”
    Sheila glared at him, “I never heard you complaining!  You fucking love it that I’ll do it anytime, anywhere.”
    George glanced over at his wife’s body.  He had to admit she was right.  It was hard to resist a woman as into sex as she was.  She was practically a nympho.  Sheila had full red hair that she kept trimmed to her shoulders.  Even after nine kids she had a killer body.  She was a bit thick around the waist but George liked his women with a bit of meat.  Her wide motherly hips and full tits heavy with milk made it impossible to resist her but she also seemed to get pregnant every time they fucked.  She said it was a family trait.  All the women in her family were very fertile.  He shook his head.  It certainly seemed to be true and their oldest girl Sara seemed to be taking after her mother.  At thirteen her breasts had already developed well and she had started her period two years before.  She also had a temper like her mother’s and they often went head to head with screaming matches.
    “Well we’ll just have to look every place we stopped.  Where do you think the most likely place we could have lost him is?”
    Sheila licked her lips thoughtfully, “The park.  The one downtown where we took a break from the road.  I bet that’s where we lost him.”
    “Then that’s where we’ll start.”
    “And when we find him I’m going to make him so sorry for making this much trouble.  His little ass will be red for a month”
    “Hmmm I’ll help with that.”

    They arrived at the park and split up leaving Sara in charge of the kids at the van, with strict orders not to let anybody out of the vehicle.  George took the bathrooms and roadside areas hoping to find Aaron waiting in a sensible waiting place.  Sheila, not being so optimistic, took off into the trees towards the center of the big park.  She looked for an hour getting more nervous all the time.  She kept seeing all kind of degenerates hanging around.  Whores, drug dealers, and bums were everywhere and she saw almost no normal looking people around. 
    Just when she had about given up her son for dead she came to an area of the park filled with boulders from beach ball size to diesel truck size.  They lay about and were stacked so as to make a maze of nooks and crannies that she was positive were perfect for hiding in and shooting up.  There were a lot of people hanging around too.  It looked like a party.  She could see several people hiding behind rocks as they fucked.  Sheila was sure she had stumbled into the wrong place to be. 
    She was turning to go when she heard a voice, “What’re you looking for sweetheart?”
    A man was leaning next to a tree nearby watching her.  He looked to be nearing the end of his middle age but was in good shape.  Dark hair, vaguely handsome but with rough features.  Sheila gulped.
    “I, uh, was just looking for my son, but I doubt he’s here.”
    The man smiled, “What makes you think he isn’t?  You’ve been here all of two seconds.”
    “Uh, well he’s only four and this isn’t exactly his kind of party.  I doubt these people would be having so much fun with a kid nearby.”
    The man laughed, “Then you don’t know them like I do.  Most of them are so wacked out of their minds they wouldn’t know a bear was here much less a small boy.  What’s your kid’s name and what does he look like?  I may be able to help you find him.”
    Sheila smiled, glad the man seemed nice and willing to help, “Um, his name is Aaron.  And he’s small even for four, and he has red hair like mine, and freckles on his face.”
    The man nodded, “I’ll see what I can do.  I’m known around here as Pimp, by the way.  Not much goes on around here that I don’t know about.”
    Sheila gulped again, “Heh, w-well it’s nice to meet you.  My name’s Sheila.”
    “Well Sheila, why don’t you come with me and we’ll look for your boy.  How long has he been missing?”
    “About a week.”
    As they searched the maze of boulders Sheila found herself becoming aroused as they saw all kinds perverted acts being done.  Not to mention a lot of shooting up and pill popping.
    The Pimp raised an eyebrow, “Have you called the cops yet?”
    “Uh, no, no.  We only realized he was gone yesterday.  We have nine kids and its hard to keep track of them especially since we left them in our daughters care at a hotel for a few days while my husband and I took a little side trip to take a break.”
    Sheila gasped as they passed a small clearing surrounded by tall rocks in which at least ten stoned people were having an orgy.
    “You left your kids alone in a hotel?”
    “Well yes, Sara can take care of them and I can only stand all the ruckus for so long before I have to get away.”
    “It doesn’t sound like you like your children much…”
    Sheila tried to look angry but as they made their way thru the maze of boulders she found she couldn’t deny it.  She wished she was free of her family.  Just a lone single woman free to join in all the fun she was seeing here, but no she had an obligation as a mother, she thought sourly.
    “It’s just that we have so many…and I have to admit I resent having to take care of them.”
    The Pimp laughed, “They can be such a pain can’t they?  Always so needy and demanding your attention.  Personally I think parents should be harder on their kids but I guess I’m mostly alone in that.”
    “No, no, I agree.  But even discipline doesn’t help much when you have nine kids.”
    “Don’t you ever wish you could just get rid of them?”
    Sheila looked away not answering, but the Pimp guessed enough.  They were coming up on another clearing in the boulders set deep within the maze.
    “Sheila I have a confession to make,” he said as they came to the entrance of the clearing, “I haven’t been completely honest with you.”
    Sheila looked confused, “What do you mean?”
    The Pimp laughed as they rounded a boulder and entered the clearing, “I know where your innocent little boy is.”
    Sheila’s breath left her instantly with a loud gasp that was more of a cry.  In the clearing their were about twenty naked people.  All homeless types and drug addicts.  All fornicating as hard as they knew how.  And in the center of the orgy, with tears of shame and despair flowing down his face, lay her baby Aaron, on his back in an old hooker’s lap, his legs splayed to either side letting an unwashed bum slide his cock in and out of his tiny asshole, while another unwashed degenerate raped her baby’s mouth with his sore covered cock. 
    “The sweet little thing has been our guest since I watched you drive off without him last week,” the Pimp chuckled, “I couldn’t let such a hot little body like his get away.  He’s been working for me all week.  I have to say he‘s very popular.”
    Both of little Aaron’s hands were busy.  One jacking off another man while a skanky looking whore moved his other young hand over her naked body making him squeeze a tit here, dipping it into her diseased cunt there.  Sheila stared in shock as the dirty old whore that held her son in her lap jacked his impossibly erect penis off.
    The only thing she could think of to say as the Pimp came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her feeling her over was, “W-why is h-he…..wearing a dress?”
    The Pimp laughed, “’Cause he’s such a dirty little girly whore who loves it when men fuck him bloody that we thought he should dress like the person he really is.  A slutty little girl.”
    Sheila gulped as the man groped her body and sucked on her neck.  Her mind was numb, nothing taking priority, questions coming only as they occurred to her.
    “H-how is his….thing…that big?”
    “His cock?  Well after a week of injections and constant arousal we’ve been able to stretch it to four inches but it’s just a start.”
    “But he’s only four he shouldn’t even be able to get hard…”
    The Pimp chuckled, “With the right drugs we can do anything.”
    Sheila cried in shock, “Drugs?”
    “That’s right.  That little boy has had so much drugs pumped into him that to take him off now would make him a drooling idiot for the rest of his life.  Or more likely kill him.”
    “But….no! No, no, no!  He’s just a little boy!  And all those filthy people he’s fucking!  Why did you do this to him?!  How can I take care of him now?  He’ll be ruined!?  What have you done to my boy?!”
    The words and questions started to flow faster, but the Pimp cut them short by slipping his hand into Sheila’s shorts and inserting two fingers into her already dripping pussy.  Her questions stopped with a whimper and turned into moans.
    “Sheila it gets so much worse than that.  You see that man in his boi cunt?  Well I happen to know that he has gonorrhea.  And the one fucking his mouth has some serious genital warts.  Imagine them popping all over the back of your boy’s throat.  And the old bitch holding him.  That is Betsy.  She has just about every STD known to man and she has been making your little girl over there swallow her nastiest fluids all week.”
    Sheila groaned in despair.
    “You don’t want little Aaron anymore, Sheila.  He is dirty, diseased, and ruined beyond repair.  You were the worst mother there is to leave him here and now you can either take him and care for his spoiled little body for the rest of your life or you can leave him with us.  We have many uses for him.”
    “Uses?” Sheila whimpered her mind in tormented conflict between what she should do and what she wanted to do.
    “At first I was just going to work him till he dropped dead of exhaustion.  Pumping him full of adrenaline and uppers till his little heart gave out.  But after the first night, Betsy told me what a dirty little willing whore little Aaron is.  He took straight to the life of a submissive whore like he was born for it.  So we took it a little slower on the drugs and let him rest and recover for a couple of days.  Now I’m going to make him a lifer.  He’ll be used in ways you can’t imagine by pedophiles and perverts from all over the city.”
    Sheila whimpered, “B-but he’s my little boy….”
    “Sheila do you really want a dirty, diseased, drug addicted, little slut in your home?”
    She looked down ashamed, “N-no.”
    “Do you want to have to take care of something as worthless as Aaron?”
    “N-no.”
    “Then beg me to take him off you hands or else I’m going to send him home you.”
    “But my husband…”
    “We can convince your husband he’ll see reason just like you.  Now if you keep this up I’m just going to dump him in your lap and you can take him home with you.”
    “No!  Please no!  H-he’s not worth it!  I don’t want him!  Keep him please!  Please take my baby off my hands please I’m begging you!”
    The Pimp chuckled, “Ok I’ll do you the favor.”
    “But…”
    “But what?”
    Sheila gazed at the orgy in front of her and ground her wide motherly hips into the Pimp, “C-can I…?”
    “Can join in the fun?  Maybe give your boy a good bye fuck?  Sure.  In fact you have no choice in the matter.”
    The Pimp pulled Aaron’s mother through the throng of naked bodies toward her child.  Hands groped at her, stripping off her clothes piece by piece as she made her way to the center of the orgy.  As she drew near.  Her baby boy looked up, his cheeks wet and his eyes red from sobbing.  Recognition bloomed in his face as he saw his dear sweet mommy come to save him.  He didn’t notice that she was naked, her milk laden udders being groped, and random mouths sucking at her flesh.  All he knew was that she was here and everything would be ok.  He looked up at her with pleading eyes as a filthy cock raped him making his legs bounce with the motion.
    “Mommy.  Help me!”  he begged.
    Sheila finally reached her baby sinking to her knees as the other people made way for her, the man in her son’s ass pulling out with a wet pop.
    “Has baby Aaron been a bad boy?”  She cooed as she reached out to him.
    “No Mommy!  I’ve been good!  I’ve been a good boy for Mommy Betsy and Daddy Pimp!” 
    “No Baby.  You’ve been a very bad boy to let all these people fuck you.  Now mommy has to punish you.”  As she spoke Sheila’s had reached down and joined Betsy’s hand on her son’s cock.  Fear spread over her son’s face.
    “Mommy please…” he whimpered.
    “You been such a bad dirty little boy Aaron.  It’s too late.  Mommy doesn’t want you any more.  You’ll have to stay with you’re new parents now.  But Mommy wants to fuck you first.  Pimp tells me that you’ve become such a good little slut,  I just have to try you for myself!”
    Aaron bawled out in despair as his two mommies jacked him off and sandwiched him between them.
    “No, Mommy, no!” He whimpered as Sheila lowered her head to kiss her baby.  Her tongue gagging him as she stuck it down his throat.  He gasped for air as she broke off and hugged him perversely close.
    “You’re such a worthless brat, Aaron baby,“ she whispered into his ear, “Mommy hates you so, so much.  I’ve always hated you.  You cause so much trouble running away all the time!  Well now you’ve gotten everything you deserve baby and you’ll have to live with it for the rest of your life.”
    “But Mommy they hurt me!,” he sobbed, “And they make me do really bad things!”
    Sheila laughed and let saliva from her mouth drip all over Aaron’s face, “Good!  You let them use you honey.  You’re nothing but a cum rag for bums now.  You are so worthless that nobody will want you for anything more than to use you and forget about you, you fucking piece of trash.”  Sheila spoke so sweetly that it was hard to believe her words were anything other than the loving comforts of a good mother.
    Suddenly she felt the Pimp behind her.  He had stripped off his clothes and now had his thick, long, hard cock at her backdoor pushing to get in.  Her breathing came out in shuddered gasps as she tried to open up for him.  She leaned into her boy, rubbing him with her fat tits.
    “You want to see Mommy get fucked?” she moaned into her son’s ear, “You wanna watch as Mommy get’s pounded in the ass, you dirty little fuck?  Aaaaaieaaahhh!!”
    She cried out as the Pimp entered, popping into her well used canal and sliding all the way in.
    “You’re Mommy’s a real whore Aaron,”  the big man growled, “I can tell her ass has been used A LOT!” He grunted as pounded into her making her moan and shake.
    Aaron whimpered as his cock betrayed him and twitched with arousal at what was being done to his mommy, “Please don’t!  I don’t want to watch, Mommy, please!!”
    Mommy knew different as she felt her son twitch in her hand, “You disgusting little boy, Aaron!  You’re getting hard watching me get ass raped!  Your own mother Aaron!  You like seeing me fucked hard by your new daddy don’t you!”
    “N-no…”  the little slut tried to deny it but his cocklette kept twitching.
    Pimp laughed, “You know you like it whore.  And I bet you’ll like fucking your sweet mommy’s cunt even better.”
    Saying this he pushed the mother up until her well used cunt was positioned over her baby’s cock.  Aaron cried in protest even as his mother moaned in ecstasy as the Pimp lowered her onto her son’s hard, wet dick. 
    “Yes baby! That’s it my little slutty son!  Fuck your mommy’s twat!  You are such a bad, bad son!  You filthy little cockroach!  Fuck me!”
    “No Mommy, no!”  Aaron whined over and over even as his body betrayed him and he began to enjoy fucking his mommy.
    The Pimp slammed into Sheila’s rear working up a rhythm to match her as she moved her thick hips sliding over her baby’s cock.  Then she pressed a fat, milk laden udder into her son’s face.
    “Suck on Mommy’s tit baby!  Feed on me like you used to!  Open up and drink baby!”
    Aaron cried and protested in shame but when it came down to it he was an obedient slut who was very good at taking orders even if he whined.  Quickly he took the proffered teat into his mouth sucked his mother’s milk into his mouth, drinking hungrily and greedily.  Meanwhile Sheila gripped her other needle like nipple and sprayed milk all over her son, wetting him down as the copious amounts of white juice flowed down their bodies.
    They fucked hard for several minutes before Sheila came, squealing in delight as she wriggled atop her son.  She was followed quickly by the Pimp who filled her ass with white hot liquid and pulled out of her gaping hole.  Still enjoying the aftershocks of her climax Sheila barely noticed as hands began to grope at her as the other members of the orgy wanted a piece.  Hand groped her tits and thighs and legs.  Tongues licked her all over as the group of stoned street people enjoyed her full soft figure.  She gasped as someone jabbed a needle into one of her udders and flooded her system with psychoactive stimulants.  Her vision blurred as her senses sent waves of euphoria through her body.  Mouths other than her son’s were sucking the milk from her chest now but she paid no mind as she was carried into the writhing mass of flesh.
    Aaron cried as he watched his stoned mother get pounded in every hole, junkie after junkie emptying himself into her.  It didn’t matter to him that she was loving every minute of it.  He had little time to watch though as the Pimp forced him to clean his mother’s shit off of his cock with his young mouth. 
    Two hours went by before Sheila was finally allowed to surface again.  The orgy went on but the Pimp had ordered that she be allowed to leave it.  She extracted herself from the pile of flesh to find the Pimp dressed again sitting with his back against a boulder.  A naked four year old whore that she no longer cared about knelt between the Pimps legs sucking dutifully at his unsheathed cock.  Betsy sat nearby smoking a crack pipe.
    The Pimp smiled at the exhausted mother, “Did you have fun?”
    She nodded hazily, the drugs still swimming in her system as she gathered her clothes and began to dress.  Somewhat modest again she dropped wearily next to the pimp, “That was more fun than I’ve had in years!  I’d forgotten just how good the needle felt.”
    “You used to shoot up a lot?”
    “In college, before I met George, my husband.  I used to be quite the party girl.  But I have never seen anything this….depraved.”
    The Pimp laughed, “It makes a difference when you’re doing your own son.”
    Sheila glanced at the pathetic form between the Pimp’s legs a sneer forming on her pretty lips, “He’s not my son anymore.  He’s your’s.  I hope you treat him like he deserves.  Like a trash bag or toilet.  It’s all he’s good for anymore.”
    The Pimp chuckled, “Well anyway, you’ll be one less rug rat than before.  Only eight to take care of now.”
    Sheila nodded, a frown on her face as she had the depressed memory of the van full of kids she had to return to.  The Pimp saw her expression and smiled.
    “You know, we could do this deal again.  You still have an awfully large amount of offspring left.  I could take some off your hands.”
    The idea took root in Sheila’s mind like a parasite, “Y-you would do that?  I-I don’t know…We might be able to convince George to let Aaron go but more of our kids…I don’t know.”
    “I’m sure he’ll see reason.  That is if he is as tired of them as you obviously are?”
    “Oh yes he never stops complaining about them.  Blames me for everything just because they came out of my cunt.”
    The Pimp laughed, “Well I’m sure he can be persuaded.  Especially with some incentive.  We pay quite well for unspoiled young flesh around here.”
    “You’ll pay?  Money?…..Well…..how much?”
    “Depends on the age and condition of the child.  Infants are easy to find, especially in the prostitution business, so they are the cheapest.  Five hundred for an infant in it’s best condition.  Children between one and three are worth between five hundred and a thousand depending on the condition and physical features of the child.  Children between four and ten are worth the most because anyone willing to take care of them that long doesn’t usually want to sell them and they’re still in that age group that is watched very closely by their parents.  They can be worth anywhere between five and twenty thousand assuming they’re unused.  Kids brought up in this life aren’t worth nearly as much.  With them payment is usually based more on what they can do than their age group.  The price also goes down for kids eleven and up.  Runaways are usually in that age group and are easy to find, plus parents don’t watch them nearly as closely.”
    Sheila listened in awed silence until the Pimp was done.  Then she asked hopefully, “And what do I get for Aaron?”
    The Pimp chuckled, “I might give you another free fuck.”
    “But you said four year olds were worth a lot of money!”
    “They are, but you see Sheila, Aaron is fucked over beyond belief now.  The only value he has now is what we make him into.  Plus he’s not even your’s anymore to bargain with.”
    “But you made him that way!”
    The Pimp shrugged, “You can always have him back I suppose…”
    The lie convinced Sheila, “Oh no!  You can keep him!  Sorry I even asked.  I’m not being straddled with that piece of shit ever again!  But I do have others to sell.  Hell I might want to give you all of them.  But I don’t think George will go that far even for the money.”
    “Well what do you have to offer?”
    Sheila thought for a moment but she knew right away who was at the top of her list, “My oldest, Sara, for sure.  The bitch is always arguing with everything I say.  She thinks she’s the queen of the house.  You can have her for sure.”
    The Pimp nodded, “She’s kind of old but I’ll give you a deal because she may be useful for breeding.  A thousand is the best price I can give you.”
    Sheila nodded, “I guess I can live with that.  It’s worth it just to get rid of the skank.  Then there’s the twins Sally and Suzy.  They’re about four months now and I am sick and tired of them.  Little snot bags always screaming for attention.”
    “Again they’re not at an ideal age level but I’ll give you another thousand for the two of them.  As long as they’re in good condition.”
    “Oh yes, we’ve taken good care of them up till now.  Though I’m sure their lives will be much different.”
    Betsy took a drag on her pipe before cackling loudly and muttering to herself, “They proly won’t have mech life left at all.”
    Sheila looked curiously at her, “I’m sorry I didn’t catch that?”
    Betsy waved her off, “Oh nothing, I was just clearing my throat.”
    Puzzled Sheila turned back to the Pimp, “And I suppose you could have Seth as well.  He’s six years old and a real nuisance.  Always getting into trouble.”
    The Pimp nodded, “Hmmm I’ll give you ten thousand for him.  Six is a good age.”
    Sheila gulped, “Twelve thousand dollars in all?  For four of my kids?”
    “Yep”
    Sheila could believe it.  She was going to get more use out of those kids than she ever thought possible.
    “I suppose that’s that then.”
    The Pimp nodded, “We can go find your husband anytime you want.”
    “W-well I…”
    “What?”
    “I thought I might…take you up on that offer for a free fuck…”  hope gleaming in her eyes.
    The Pimp chuckled, “Sure but I’m not going to fuck you.  I want to see you do your boy again.”
    Sheila’s eyes automatically went to little Aaron sitting between the Pimp’s legs, a sad but obedient look on his face as he stared up at his former mommy.  Her loins warmed immediately.  Quickly she stripped again, standing before the four year old whore naked.  Betsy handed her something.
    “Heh, ya might need this.”
    Sheila looked down to see a large strap on  in her hands.  It was only six inches long but it was thick.  She grinned evilly at her disowned child as she slipped into it.
    “Come here, Aaron.  Mommy wants to rape you again.”
    Tears sprang to Aaron’s eyes at the renewed betrayal but obediently he approached his mother.  As he reached her she grabbed him and spun him around knocking him to his knees.  His breathing turned into heavy sobs as she knelt behind him, her cock at his back door.  Gripping his slim hips she pressed forward pressing the head of her rubber cock at his brown ring.  As the pressure built at his anus Aaron began to cry in pain.
    “Mommynopleaeseyourhurtingmeithurtsithurtsithurtsithurts!  MOMMYYYYYYY!”
    The thick head of the strap on burst into Aaron’s boi cunt ripping him open, tearing open wounds that had been opened over and over before.  Sheila bent over her son giggling as she slid the rod into him inch by excruciating inch. 
    “Take it baby!”  she hissed into his ear, “Take your mommy’s cock up your ass like a dirty little boy!  That’s right!  My baby fuck doll!  Take it you disgusting piece of shit.”
    Sheila slid the cock in and out faster and faster as Aaron screamed in pain.
    As Aaron was being raped by his mother, the Pimp sent Betsy after his father.  Twenty minutes of brutal fucking passed before Betsy returned with George tentatively following.  He stared in speechless shock as his wife used their son like a prostitute.  She looked back at him silently glancing back and forth between him and the mesmerizing sight of her thick cock sliding in and out of their son’s ass.
    As George’s mind tried to process what he was seeing, the Pimp slowly explained everything to him.  Sheila saw understanding return to her husbands face and for a while he argued heatedly with the Pimp, but eventually his face grew doubtful and then resigned as he came to the same conclusion his wife had.  He hated messes and this would be an easy solution to a very big mess.  Then the Pimp started to tell him of their other deal.  Doubt returned to his face for a while but it was clouded by something else.
    Desire.
    As he watched his wife enjoy the pleasures offered by their son he found his cock stirring and he realized he wanted to join in.  It wasn’t long before he was nodding to everything the Pimp said.
    Aaron was watching as well and the hope he had stupidly let himself feel at the sight of his father faded slowly and finally died with a tortured sob as he recognized the lust in his daddy’s face.  He groaned and cried hysterically as his father shook hands with his pimp and started to walk over, pulling out his hardening cock as he did.
    “Sheila, it seems you’ve found a solution to all our problems,”  He grinned at his wife.
    Sheila sighed as she happily thrust into her son’s blood caked butt again, “Mmmm, yes dear.  I thought it was a good deal.  So simple!  And baby Aaron has become such a dirty little slut, I couldn’t see any point of taking him back.  He would be such a burden.”
    George laughed as he brought his fat cock to Aaron’s pouting mouth, “Is that right buddy?  Have you been a very bad boy?  Open up for daddy.  It’s time for you to do the only thing you’re good for anymore.”
    Aaron pleaded with his daddy, “No!  P-please daddy!  I don’t want to anymore!  Mommy is hurting me bad, Daddy!  Please make her stop! Please!!!”
    George ignored his son’s pathetic pleas and shoved his meat into the tiny mouth filling up Aaron’s tiny throat, “That’s right you little shit stain, take it.  Milk your daddy’s cock!  Drink all my juice like the filthy slut you are!” 
    Aaron’s parents fucked him hard for another hour before finally tossing him aside and returning to their van with the Pimp.  Aaron endured it like a good slut.  His hope for rescue now gone forever. 
    George and Sheila drove off satisfied and happy without five of their children.  Little did they know that between the two of them one had picked up some very nasty diseases.