shame she was experiencing. If she had been on, say, LSD, she might have assumed she was being reborn, baptized by the vile product of her own eliminative system.
On the other hand, Sue Carson had an ungodly orgasm, as Hamilton watched her struggle with a gigantic flow of enema tinged diarrhea. 'Mmmmmppggghhh!!!' she choked. The stench of the shit was almost unbearable. Hamilton watched her suffer, knowing full well that he was embarrassing her half-way to death. 'Well, now, my little cock-tease. Are you satisfied with yourself?'
Of course, it was impossible for poor little Sue Carson to say a word. Being of a kind nature, Hamilton stuck his hand behind her head, and untied the knot that bound the washrag in her mouth. 'Prick! Bastard! Shithead!' blurted Sue, as soon as the gag was out of her mouth.
'Now, now, let's keep our tempers,' soothed Hamilton, playing his role to the hilt. 'And speaking of shitheads, I'd say that the description fits you, rather than me,' he concluded. He reached down and gingerly touched her cunt with his finger, feeling the still wet come-juice that soaked her thighs. 'Well, now, what have we here? Don't tell me that Miss Hoity-toity Sue Carson actually had an orgasm from her enema? Don't tell me that little Sue Carson actually enjoyed being forced to wallow in her own excrement?!' he leered.
'You son-of-a-bitch,' hissed Sue. She couldn't admit that she had loved every second of her torture. What kind of a girl would he think she was, anyway?
'You're filthy,' he said, 'both hi mind and body. There's only one cure for such a dirty little girl.'
'What's that?' she asked.
'This,' said Hamilton. He turned on the hot water spigot, full blast. Scalding hot water poured out of the shower head, soaking Sue Carson to the marrow. 'Ahhhhhhhh!' she screamed. She futilely attempted to cover her face with her hands, but it was no use. After watching her writhe for a couple of seconds, Hamilton turned on the cold water as well, somewhat modifying the intensity of the little bath. Now Sue was bathed in a fine spray of tepid water. She almost felt grateful, as the slimy shit drained down the basin. Still, she was tightly hog-tied. Try as she might, she couldn't get the other knots off of her wrists, 'Hamilton! Let me go this instant,' she said loudly.
'My dear, you're still in no position to make any demands. Don't you realize that you're as helpless as can be? I still have one more little chore to perform,' he said.
'You're… you're insane!' blurted Sue Carson, 'I didn't realize it before, but you're totally insane! I can't believe what a maniac you turned out to be!'
'Only in private my dear. To the world at large, I'm considered a right regular fellow. If you told this story to anyone, I'm sure they would think you were the insane one,' laughed Hamilton. Not when they see those pictures of you fucking your daughters, thought Sue, with an inward laugh. I'm going to get you back for every second of this.
Hamilton wasn't paying attention to a word of her cursing and grumbling. He was busy putting phase two of his plan into effect. Hamilton strode over to the doorway, and cupped his hands in front of his mouth: 'Tricia, Daphne!' he called.
'Yes, Daddy?' came a voice from the head of the stairs.
'I want you all to come down here. I have something I want you to see,' he said.
'What, Daddy?' asked Tricia, her voice faint and far away.
'Just come down here. You'll see in a moment.' In a few minutes, the patter of small feet could be heard climbing down the stairs. Tricia poked her head in the door. She was wearing a pink nightgown, semi-transparent, that showed her youthful body off to full advantage. Her cunt hairs were clearly visible through the flimsy material. Daphne peeked in next. She was wearing nothing but a bra and panties. She also wore big fluffy slippers on her feet. They both stood at the doorway. 'What do you want, Daddy? We were just going to bed!'
'Come in here. I want you to see what happens to a woman who acts in a filthy manner. You both probably thought I was going to fuck Miss Carson. You thought that was why I sent you two girls upstairs. Well, now you can both see how very wrong you both were. Behold Miss Sue Carson. She is now in the position that befits her the most!'
The two nearly nude teenagers crowded around the tub, almost pushing their father out of the way. Sue squealed and bucked her hips, ranting and raving at the top of her lungs. 'You filthy bastard! I'll get you for this! Get those girls out of here!'
'Phew, Daddy, it stinks in here,' said Tricia, holding her nose.
'What did you do to Miss Carson?'
'Miss Carson is enjoying the results of my hospitality. She butted her nose in where it didn't belong and now she's paying for it. Are we enjoying ourselves, Ms. Carson?' asked Hamilton, emphasizing the pronunciation of the prefix 'Ms.'. He knew that Sue was somewhat keen on the topic of Women's Liberation.
'Now girls, I'm going to show you what happens to wanton sluts, like his. Carson, here. I want to make sure that neither of my two gorgeous daughters turns out this way. Ms. Carson has been found guilty of lesbianism, fucking my brother, and poorly influencing the morals of two minors. Now watch what I'm going to do to her!'
As the two daughters watched, Hamilton picked up a wet towel from the floor, and he slowly wrapped it into a rat-tail. Sue Carson bellowed at the top of her lungs. She tore at the sash that bound her arm and leg, but it was tied too tightly for her useless scramblings to have any effects. Hamilton raised the towel above his head, took his distance, and viciously brought the dripping cloth down on Sue Carson's back.
'Ahhhh!' wailed Sue Carson. A red welt rose on her backside. She frantically rubbed her ass with her free hand, but Hamilton whacked her again, and again. Her rear was soon one big red mass of swollen flesh. Hamilton was practically drooling at the mouth. He had to use a monumental amount of self control to restrain himself from beating the girl insensible.
Finally, with beads of sweat dripping from his brow, he threw the filthy rag down on the floor. He knelt down, with his contorted face close to Sue's and hissed in her face: 'There now. Let that be a lessen to you. I don't ever want to see you again. You're fired from your job, and I don't want you hanging around my house. I'm sick to my stomach at the way you corrupted my two daughters. Take your lesbian tendencies elsewhere.'
Straightening up, he addressed Daphne and Tricia. 'Now girls, I want you to untie Ms. Carson here. Take her into the kitchen, give her a cup of coffee, and throw her out. If I ever catch you near her again, I'll give both of you the same treatment.'
'Yes, Daddy,' rasped Tricia. She was shuddering in fright. She had never seen her father in such an agitated condition. She flung back her long hair, almost afraid to let her father have a look at her enormous breasts. She didn't want to be raped by him now, not while he was in such a state of sadistic arousal. 'Take it easy, Sue. I'll untie you and get you out of here. I don't think we ought to disturb Daddy while he's feeling this way,' she whispered.
'Please,' moaned Sue, 'hurry up!' In a minute, young Tricia Burns had disentangled Sue Carson from her ropes and stays. Sue stood up, and shook her sore fists at Hamilton.
'You dirty bastard. I'm going to fix your wagon. You just wait. I've got something on you that you won't be able to squirm out of!' she bellowed. 'I'm going to ruin you, Hamilton Burns!' bellowed Sue.
'I hope you don't intend blackmail,' said a calm voice from behind her. Sue Carson wheeled around, and gaped in shock. Uncle Paul was standing behind her, with a sheet of Polaroid pictures in his hand. He handed one to Sue. There she was, plain as day, sucking on Hamilton's cock.
Now Sue's eyes were wide with disbelief, horror, and every kind of confused emotion that was known to human beings. She had been betrayed by everyone! How stupid she had been to think that Uncle Paul would betray his own brother! Paul had plenty of pictures of her, in a most compromising situation. If she attempted to blackmail Hamilton, then Paul would do likewise to her. Tears of rage began to pour out of her eyes. 'You tricked me, you all tricked me. You're all no good. I hate you all!' she wailed. She tore at her hair in frustration. Hamilton was pleased. He always had wanted to put that haughty cunt in her place.
Daphne and Tricia were astonished. They liked Sue Carson, alright, they even felt sorry for her, but they couldn't stand someone who would stoop to blackmailing their own father. Hamilton looked at Paul, and Paul nodded to him, with a big grin on his face. 'Don't worry, Hamilton. Ill explain everything later. Everything is under control.'
'So I see,' said Hamilton, wiping his brow. Good old Paul. So he hadn't turned out to be such a prick after all. While Sue fumed, Paul told the girls what had been going on. Daphne glared at Sue, and Tricia slapped her across the face.
'Bitch! How dare you come in here, and fuck around with my father!'
