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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
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story_codes: MMMM+/g, oral, anal bondage, submission

story_intro: Mitch hosts a party in where he introduces his lastest slave - little Grace, neatly packaged in tight latex. She becomes quite the party favor, obediently taking cocks in her mouth and ass and making her owner proud.

story_language: English




Transforming Grace, part 3

Written by madvlad


Note: this can be read as a stand-alone story. See earlier parts for more in-depth plot and character backgrounds. Part 3 takes place the day after Part 2.


	Grace stood perfectly still as she was prepared for her service as a slave girl. Meredith finished powdering the eight year-old's skin and helped her into her form-fitting black latex cat suit. The shiny, flexible material hugged the child's body, highlighting the flat planes and slight curves of her immature body. Grace gasped as the woman tugged the crotch up tightly, making the gold ring in her clit hood press against the sensitive nubbin. Although Grace's hairless pussy was completely covered, the snug fit outlined her little mound perfectly.

	Now Grace slipped her arms into the sleeves as Meredith pulled the upper portion from the front over the girl's shoulders. The fabric pressed against the child's nipple rings and the chains that snaked between them and down to her crotch. Finally, Meredith pulled up on the backside, making the preteen's firm little buttocks stand out even more. The woman, a fellow slave, pulled the small zipper up the back of the suit's neck, completely encapsulating the child's body in the smooth artificial skin from the neck down.

	Meredith opened a jar of Vaseline and then rubbed at a small hidden area on the seat of Grace's cat suit. The slight bit of overlapping material appeared to be a seamless as the rest of the outfit at first, but it parted to reveal a small slit in the fabric. Scooping some Vaseline on her finger, Meredith lubricated the child's anus before depositing another gob just inside the puckered hole.

	"How many times are they going to put their things in my butt?" asked Grace worriedly.

	Meredith smiled at the girl's nervousness and gave one round buttock a gentle squeeze. 

	"As much as they want to. And I know you can take it all because you're such a good little slave girl."

	Grace nodded, but was still a little nervous. Meredith hugged her and stroked her hair, assuring her that she would be fine. The woman believed it, too. Grace had the desire to please Mitch, their master, and that extended to his friends gathered here tonight. Of course, Mitch wouldn't allow any permanent harm to any member of his slave harem, so Grace was safe enough, or at least as any third grader getting gang banged by a group of adults could be.

	Mitch and Lawrence, a friend of his, had broken in the girl's ass two nights ago. Last night, Mitch patiently taught Grace how to suck cock, including deep-throating. Grace was a quick learner and Mitch was delighted with the girl. For now, Grace's pussy was off-limits - something that had been made perfectly clear to the assembled guests tonight. And these were men who knew how to respect others' property.

	Meredith patted the girl's ass, sealing the two pieces around the slit together again. But Meredith knew that area would stay open for most of the night. 

	Grace watched as Meredith took out the hood that covered her entire head. It had holes for her nostrils and mouth, but not her eyes. That left her dependent on whoever was holding her leash. It had also been difficult for Grace to hear through the hood. Now tonight, there would be a little more sensory deprivation. 

	Meredith put soft, moldable plugs in the girl's ears, reducing most of the sound she could hear. Then he put Grace's hood in place, leaving the girl essentially blind and deaf. After attaching a collar around Grace's neck, she brought the girl downstairs to begin her labors.

	"Very nice," a bearded, heavyset man observed as he walked around Grace. 

	The latex-sealed little girl remained perfectly still, oblivious to his presence. The floor was heavily carpeted, so even the vibrations of his footsteps didn't register.

	"You got yourself quite a little prize, Mitch," he continued. "And you say she's learned a lot after just two nights of training?"

	"See for yourself, Jack," Mitch replied as he pressed lightly on the top of Grace's head.

	Left with only her sense of touch for the moment, the girl recognized the signal. From her perspective, it had come out of nowhere, but she knew what to do. Immediately, she dropped to her knees and opened her mouth.

	Without hesitation the man opened his flight and fed his cock to the kneeling child. As Grace felt the tip touch her lips, she closed them around it and sucked a little over two inches inside before her mouth was full. With her hands by her side, she bobbed her head back and forth, pulling a vacuum on the man's dick while her tongue washed the portion in her mouth repeatedly.

	Another man approached Jack from behind.

	"Well, Your Honor, I heard you are presiding over the Masterson trial and I...Oh! Excuse me!"

	The man stopped when he saw Grace working her oral magic on Jack.

	"Oh, that's alright," Jack waved dismissively as his penis was sucked. "What can I do for you, Artie?" 

	"I was just wondering if you'll have copies of evidence for distribution."

	"Anything for you, Artie. There is some pretty graphic testimony already transcribed and the damn place had video surveillance in each room. The youngest girls there were eleven and twelve."

	The judge was in charge of a trial of a prostitution ring that featured many underage girls - luscious jailbait and even a little younger. He had a reputation for being fearsome in his sentencing of guilty parties in these types of cases. And he always made copies of any really hot evidence available for his closest friends. Although his stiff sentences seemed to originate from a sense of moral outrage, the judge was really pissed off that the guilty parties got caught and had ruined a good thing.

	"I tell you, Mitch," Jack continued. "If I could get away with it, I'd have your little plaything here doing this under my bench during the trial."

	The three men shared a laugh. Not long afterward, the judge emptied his balls into the little girl's mouth. She swallowed what she could and wordlessly let the rest dribble out. Seeing fresh cum dripping down the front of a little sex slave was pretty hot for many people. And besides, latex cleaned easily enough afterward.

	The trio left to get more drinks after the judge was done. Grace remained kneeling in place, lost in the darkness and silence of her world.

	Later, Grace had been led to a coffee table where she had climbed onto. When Mitch pressed her shoulder, the girl got to her hands and knees. She felt several hands fondling her tightly wrapped little ass, squeezing her and following the curves of her firm buttocks. Someone had rubbed at the slit back there and pulled the opening apart to partially reveal her asshole through the narrow slit.

	Grace had expected to feel some prodding back there, but she had been left alone. Did the people not like her? She could see or hear nothing and could only feel the hardness of the table beneath her latex-covered knees and hands. More time passed and the little girl knew she had been abandoned. The idea of calling out or moving of her own volition was unthinkable. Beneath the hood, tears were squeezed from her closed eyes.

	Something lightly brushed her lips. She stiffened - had she imagined it? No, there it was again. She opened her mouth and tasted flesh on the tip of her tongue. Gratefully, she gobbled the cock that some kind soul had given her. It paused briefly near the back of her mouth and the youngster remembered the lessons that Mitch had taught her. 

	Breathing through her nose, she moved her head forward slightly and was rewarded when the unknown man shoved his cock into her throat. She concentrated on wriggling her toes to stifle the gag reflex and never heard the comments from those who had gathered around her.

	"Look at those little feet - she loves it!" a woman cried as the little girl took all nine inches of her husband's cock. "She's simply adorable, Mitch."

	Another man gazed at the shiny material stretched over the preteen's rump. He had to have her and Mitch had just announced that the slave was now available. Gripping her buttocks, he pulled them apart to widen the slit and show her small opening. He pushed his cock against the orifice and felt it open. Although the girl was willing to let him in, her size made it a very close squeeze. The man loved it as he sank his seven inches into the hot, greasy depths of the child's ass. 

	The Vaseline did its work, making the invasion of the eight year-old's tight rectum go smoothly. Now that he was in, he timed his strokes with the man in front so that they were thrusting in and out of their little plaything at the same time.

	Grace was deliriously happy as she took two cocks in her at once. The relief of not being left alone outweighed any discomfort she felt as her body was used. Although there was little she could do for the man behind her beyond offering her hole, she pressed her tongue against the prick sliding in and out of her mouth to show her appreciation. The appreciation was soon returned in the jets of hot cum that shot down her throat and into her guts below.

	After the men withdrew, she felt incomplete. But it only lasted a moment before two more cocks took there place. The man behind her gritted his teeth in pleasure as his wide prick further forced the young girl's hot buttered rectum to spread around his tool. The ring of her anus was straining to accommodate his girth, but he was a good judge of children's asses and knew she could take some good hard fucking without breaking.

	The man at Grace's head chuckled as the eight year-old paused before mopping his cock head with sopping sweeps of her tongue. He had dipped it in whiskey before feeding it to her. He was a nice guy and thought a hard working slave deserved a drink every now and then. The child's oral attention on his head already had his balls jumping and he wanted to feel more of her on him. Dribbling more of his whiskey on his shaft, he pushed the rest of the way in and gleefully fucked her delicate throat.

	Other men followed suit of the whiskey man, coating their dicks with the beverages of their choice before inserting them into the latex-wrapped piece of preteen fuck meat. Whether she swallowed it or absorbed through her rectal walls (which was a quicker way to get it into) her bloodstream, Grace slowly became drunk as more man meat plunged into her sleek young body.

	After an hour, she was swaying on her hands and knees, prompting giggles from the people around her. Cutting through the giggles was a harsh, braying laugh from a disheveled woman who had staggered into the room. The others looked at her with distaste. Her clothes were stained and rumpled. The woman's skin was sallow and hung loosely on her hollow-eyed face. 

	"Linda," Mitch addressed the woman calmly. "Do you know who this is?"

	"Looks like a kid," she mumbled.

	"That's right. This is Grace, your daughter."

	"Why she's dressed like that?"

	"I've made her my sex slave and invited my friends to have fun with her. You don't mind a bunch of strange men shoving their dicks in her, do you?"

	"Whatever it takes," she said absently as she staggered away.

	Mitch turned back to look at Grace, who was swaying even more noticeably. One of the female guests was trying to steady her, but it was clear that the girl wouldn't last much longer like this. Mitch made a decision.

	"Okay, you bastards got my slave girl drunk so you could take advantage of her, didn't you?" he roared.

	The crowd laughed and Jack corrected him.

	"No, we got her drunk while we were taking advantage of her."

	"But you were serving alcohol to a minor. Not only is that illegal, but you should be ashamed of yourselves."

	"We should be," said another guest. "But we aren't."

	Mitch joined in the laughter and then held up his hand.

	"No problem, but please no more alcohol for Grace tonight. I don't want to get her sick, and obviously I don't want her to turn out like her mother."

	There were murmurs of agreement as Mitch picked Grace up and motioned with his head for others to follow him to another room. This room had harnesses hanging from the ceiling and with the help of two other men he got her buckled in securely so that she was hanging face down. The party resumed as Grace's mouth and ass were quickly filled.

	Grace was feeling very woozy, but didn't understand that she was drunk. She knew that she was somewhere else with something holding her in the air. This was a little better as her hands and knees were starting to hurt anyway. And there were plenty of cocks and groping hands to keep her company in the dark silence.

	Jack was the last one to use Grace's ass. He fondled the youngster's perfectly shaped legs through their tight latex skin before spreading them apart. Holding her by her slender thighs, he jammed his cock into her body. Although her ass had been used quite a lot tonight, it retained its youthful elasticity and clamped his cock as it plunged into her again and again. As he slid into the churning heat of the eight year-old's backside, he watched the black, gleaming covering over her little globes flex with his forceful movements. As the other man pulled his dripping cock from Grace's well-fed mouth, the judge added his sperm to the collection in the child's rectum.

	The group began to break up for other entertainment at the party. But many people paused to pat or stroke the bound little girl in any area they chose to show their appreciation for the young sex slave.

	Meredith and two other slaves removed Grace from her harness after Mitch said it was time for the girl to retire for what was left of the night. It was already two in the morning. The little girl, who had been thoroughly sodomized by a crown which included the judge, a Congressman, a highly respected local newscaster, and two priests, fell asleep in Meredith's arms as she was carried upstairs. 

	She was stripped and quickly bathed. After she was dry again, Meredith applied some ointment to Grace's abused rectum. If she had been sore two mornings ago, she would be feeling it even more later on today. Fortunately for Grace, Mitch (who now had legal custody of her) had called her school and left a message that she would not be in the next day. Earlier that night, a pediatrician wrote an absence note after he had sent his jism down the third grader's throat and then kindly offered his services in case she needed any further injections.

	

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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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