Joseph Addison - Held For Lust

She was afraid, Becky trembled and hugged Anne closer. Uncle Don was crazy, Becky knew that now and she was sure that he would hurt them if they tried to get away from him!

It was dark, they'd been driving aimlessly for hours. Becky caught herself wishing that she was home and almost started to cry when she thought of her mother and father and her own cozy, safe bedroom. It's no good thinking about going home, the slender child told herself grimly. I'm a dirty slut and I can never go home again. Mama would know right away, she'd know and I couldn't stand that!

Suddenly Mr. Harper sat up straight behind the wheel and snapped his fingers. Becky watched him with wary eyes when he began to laugh and drunkenly nod his head. "Yes! Why not? Good old June! She's got just the place that we need. These little sluts got me into this mess and so I can use them to get me out!!"

Anne stirred in her sleep, disturbed by the sound of the drunken minister's laughter. Becky felt tears welling up in her blue eyes and huddled closer to the smaller girl as a wave of fear and certainty washed over her.

The slender little blonde didn't know how long she'd been sleeping, but when the rocking motion of the car changed she awoke to see the ocean gleaming as the first light of dawn chased away the darkness.

They'd left the freeway and were in a town. Looking out the window of the car Becky saw a series of run down motels, cafes and service stations. For a moment the little girls considered waving to someone and calling for help, but the windows were shut and besides there was no one on the street to call to.

Anne was awake and the pretty little brunette cast a worried, wondering glance at Becky when Uncle Don swung the car off the street and pulled up to a tumble down motel on a dead end street.

"If you know what's good for you," the handsome man mumbled as he stepped out of the car, "you'll stay put. I'll be right back and if I have to chase after you I'll make you wish you were dead!" Don stopped for a moment then gave the girls a twisted smile. "Besides where would you go? If you go home you'll be in trouble. At least with me you can have a good time while I decide what we're going to do."

A little quiver of distaste rippled through Becky's slim body but when she saw the look in Anne's eyes she swallowed the bitter comment she was about to make. The plump little ten-year-old's gray eyes were snapping and she tried to hide the tiny smile that was tweaking at the corners of her mouth.

"You wouldn't do that with him again? After all the trouble that he's got us into?" Becky saw Anne's smile grow broader and shook her head in disbelief. "Well not me! I'm going to find a way to get out of here, I won't do anything with him again!!"

Just at that moment the screen door of the motel office screeched open and both girls looked up. It wasn't Mr. Harper, it was a lady! Hopefully Becky watched as the pretty, dark haired woman stepped out of the office and walked over to the car. The little blonde noticed that the woman was large, her dark hair was cut close, almost like a man's and she had large pointed breasts that wiggled and bounced under her blouse.

"She's coming over here! I'm going to tell her what's happened, she'll get us out of here," Becky whispered excitedly as she pushed free of Anne and sat up. The pretty lady bent down and peered into the car but made no move to open the door. Becky was afraid that Mr. Harper would hear if she yelled through the window so she had to wait, holding her breath!

The brunette looked both girls over with a critical eye then nodded and turned away without saying a word to either of them. The hope that had sprung up in Becky turned to dust and dejectedly the pretty little blonde slumped back in the seat.

"In you go, ladies," Don Harper said with mock politeness as he pushed open the door and ushered the girls into a motel room. Becky felt a funny twisting sensation when she saw the big double bed along the wall of the rental unit, her tensions were made worse when she saw that the handsome man had another bottle of whiskey with him. This one was full! "This will be your home away from home, shuts. We'll stay here until we work up a stake and can get away from here in style!"

There were no large windows in the room and the main source of light was a bright lamp that was burning next to the bed. Becky tried to shut it off, but the switch seemed broken because she couldn't make it go out.

Anne was completely calm, the pretty ten-year-old hopped up on the bed and happily bounced up and down on the soft mattress. Don Harper pushed open another door, exposing the bathroom and shower. The former minister stared at the shower and then at them. Becky felt her belly tightening and quickly looked away from the man.

"I think that the three of us could stand a nice, hot shower," Don said. For the first time since they had run away the man's voice sounded calm and gentle, just the way it had back in the garage. "Come on, little babies, bath time for us."

Anne giggled and hopped to her feet. The pretty ten-year-old wasted no time in slipping out of her dress and panties then, naked, she skipped over to the door and stood beside Don. Becky trembled and tried not to look at them but she could feel the ex-minister's stern eyes boring into her and she couldn't resist the impulse to peek at him.

He was waiting for here Don smiled at Becky and crooked a finger. At first the slim blond was going to refuse. But then she noticed that while he was smiling at her with his lips his eyes were smokey and threatening.

Slowly the lovely little girl got to her feet and as she unbuttoned her wrinkled dress she kicked off her shoes. Next came her panties and knee high socks; then, naked and exposed, she walked over to join them.

The tall blond man turned on the shower, adjusted the temperature then opened the door for them. Anne went first closely followed by Becky. The hot water felt good, it soothed and revived the pretty little blond. For a moment Becky forgot where they were and she giggled when Anne turned on her and made a mock attack with a soapy washcloth.

They were both giggling and playing when the shower door opened and Don Harper stepped in with them. Anne giggled again and darted a shy look at the naked man. Her gray eyes danced as they stared boldly at his long, limp hose of a cock.

Becky trembled and tried to cover her nakedness with a small cloth when Don turned toward her. Without a word the handsome man took the cloth away from Becky and began to wash Anne's wiggling, tanned body.

Becky was embarrassed. She didn't know where to look, but there was something about what was happening that made her reluctant to leave the shower. Don Harper knelt on the tiled shower floor and slowly sensuously caressed Anne's slippery flesh with the soapy washcloth. The pretty child wasn't giggling any longer, the mood in the steamy cabinet had changed.

Anne trembled and licked at her full, pouting lips. The naked child watched as the kneeling man worked the cloth up between her legs, forcing her to spread them. Becky watched the soapy froth running down, Anne's tan thighs and was reminded of the white goo that jetted out of Don's thick organ when she played with it. The memory troubled the slender blond and started that wiggling feeling inside of her again.

Uncle Don was carefully washing the puffy lips of Anne's bare pussy and the-delighted ten-year-old slipped her arms around him and pressed her naked body close to his while he played with her. Then the minister changed hands and ran the soapy cloth up and down the deep crease between Anne's plump buttocks. Anne sighed and whispered something that Becky couldn't hear. Don dropped the cloth and Becky watched excitedly as the man slowly forced a soap covered finger into the wrinkled, puckered rosebud of the little ten-year-old's defenseless anus!!