Sorry no sex in this chapter it's just story to tie up losse ends and get to Xmas break.
Double Dose of Bad Seed:
Senior Year Continued.
I headed home and slept on the couch not really in the mood to play with Alice, Rachel
and the girls. I woke early in the morning and headed out to get the morning paper. I
noticed a car about half way down the block with a man sitting in it. I grab the paper and
head back inside.
I head out to the mall and pick up several burn phones then back to the house. I sat
down and called my lawyer and he says he’ll be here in the morning. I wake Rachel and
Alice letting them know what’s up then head over to Cheryl’s and talk to her.
Alissa’s husband pulled up next door so I figured I’d give them some alone time today, I
waved, he didn’t wave back. How rude I thought as I headed in the house.
The Next morning I got my answer about 6 am when my phone rang the caller ID came
“Don’t talk just listen” the computer generated voice says.
“The FBI is waiting on warrants to search all ectasy international properties as well as all
known associates of theirs. Your name was listed among their known associates. Your
phones are being tapped as of two hours ago. Tom is their source and they plan to hit
everyone at the same time 3pm this afternoon once all the warrants clear. We’re even
now” the voice says.
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about but thanks Judge Richard” I say before hanging
Like all good things in life eventually they must end and for me they tended to end very
badly. This time I had learned from my previous crash and burns and I was determined
to control it.
I knew it was Olivia’s dad on the phone warning me. No his name wasn’t Richard, Judge
Richard was an annoying liberal judge always on TV ranting about drinking or underage
sex. The election was in a few months so I was casting my vote early.
I got on my burn phone and called Carol to pass on the info then woke up Rachel.
“You need to empty the safes and take the girls on a trip call Cheryl and take them as
well” I tell her.
“Alice you stay with me I got something special in mind for you” I say smiling.
My next call was Julia and her mom explaining to them to be ready and for Julia to come
over she was part my plan as well. Rachel, Cheryl and the girls take off about 10 am and
me. Alice and Julia head over to the motel and set the room up. My buddy shows up and
sets up in the room above us.
About 2:30 the cars show up and park down the block so it’s almost show time. I call my
buddy and check the video feed. Julia starts sucking the German Shepard’s dick to get
him ready and Alice strips and lays the plastic out on the bed. Me and Julia both used
suppositories earlier and squat and dump our bowels all over Alice.
Julia then kneels on the floor and lays on the bed. The German Shepard mounts her
almost immediately and begins fucking her. It takes about 10 minutes for him to push
his knot inside her. He hadn’t cum yet when the knock came at the door. I waited a
moment until Julia was knotted and yelled.
“Come in, it’s open”
About 12 agents flooded the room almost immediately. I was put on the floor and
cuffed but it was a beautiful site to watch as the agents tried to figure out how to
unknot 13 year old Julia and the 110 lb German Shepard.
The dog of course thought Julia was his bitch and growled and snapped at anyone that
came near. Alice was laid spread eagle on the bed smearing shit all over her body and
scooping it from the plastic sheet and putting it in her mouth.
What agents weren’t puking from the sight were scared to touch her. They couldn’t
even get close without kneeling in crap. They finally broke out the tazzer and used it on
the dog. Of course they tazzed Julia as well since they were knotted together.
Interestingly it had the opposite effect prolonging the knotting.
My buddy of course was feeding live video from the cameras in the room to all the
media outlets with about a 60 second delay so he could edit it to send the right
message. It played well the FBI tazzing a 100lb naked unarmed 13 year old girl. They
eventually brought a fire hose in and started trying to hose down Alice. Once they had
her clean enough and Julia finally got free of the dog the girls made sure to guide any
hands that grabbed them to their pussies or breasts then scream.
That really played well with some quick editing from my buddy it appeared on the TV
that the agents were groping a naked 13 and 15 year old. I was still lying on the floor
laughing when an agent rushed in.
“Stop everyone fucking Stop. Everything is being broadcast to the media” he says with a
look of horror on his face.
“WELL THAT SUCKS NOW WE CAN’T FUCK THE LITTLE BITCHES” I yell out.
My buddy makes sure the video doesn’t show me only the agents standing around the
naked teens and a voice yelling. It was working better than I could have ever hoped. I
was dragged out the room next, my buddy made sure to video my unharmed
appearance and feed it to the media.
When I appeared 3 minutes later in front the media camera’s I made sure I had a busted
lip and bloody nose and nice gash across the forehead. I head butted the door frame
several times on the way out. The look on the lead agents face was priceless as I was
lead past him and put in a car.
I think he was trying to decide whether to resign or just go ahead and shoot himself. It
took another 10 minutes for them to get some female agents on the scene to take the
girls into custody. The fun wasn’t over though as we drove towards downtown we
passed the clinic which was ablaze and almost completely burnt to the ground.
They had 4 fire trucks on scene but not one was spraying water on the fire only the
adjacent buildings. I smiled at the fire chief as we passed, he smiled back and nodded.
By the time we made it down to the FBI office I had a few fresh new cuts and plenty of
blood for the camera’s.
They really need to invest in dash camera’s to protect themselves. Of course when they
open the back door I scream bloody murder for the camera’s putting on my best
terrified teenager act and begging loudly with my bloody face for them to not beat me
My lawyers, all 5 of them, were already there to represent me and the girls when we
arrived. They had already started the ground work for the second part. Every civil rights
group was screaming bloody murder and demanding heads.
When my lawyers demanded that video be made of us while we were in custody to
ensure we weren’t abused any further they had no choice but to agree, but no sound
because it was an ongoing investigation. Perfect on to phase 3 I thought when my
lawyer gave me the news.
My cuffs were removed for appearances and given a chair to sit in the main office area
while we waited. I started insulting all the agents looking for the weak link. “Jill” was
there I recognized her from her picture almost immediately from the email but her ID
badge said her name was Ashely. She was definitely over the 21 she claimed on the
website I was guessing 25.
“Now there’s a sweet piece of ass” I say loudly as she passes.
“You still keep that pussy shaved like a good little whore on have you let it grow out
now that your pregnant” I say laughing.
“I’m not pregnant” she hisses at me
I knew she wasn’t her body was slim and fit but
“Oh I just figured with that pouch belly and being the whore you are posting naked
pictures of your shaved pussy all over the internet that one of the unlucky cocks around
here got you pregnant so you could quit pretending to be an FBI agent and do what your
really good at lay in bed with your legs spread” I say laughing.
She started towards me but Jason (her hubby from the internet and his real name) stops
“Well if it isn’t peewee with a shriveled little needle dick like you have I can see why the
sperm receptacle there was looking for cock on the internet” I say laughing. He really
did have a small dick so that hit home.
“Did you lose a bet or do you always dress like that” he snaps back referring to my shirt.
I had borrowed an old 60’s Tie die shirt Rachel had at her house knowing it would be
“No, I used mine to wipe the shit off my dick after I fucked this nasty skank whore in the
ass, she sucked the shit from my dick but your mom is getting old bro her eye sight isn’t
what it used to be. She loaned me one of your old shirts hope you don’t mind” I say
That’s all it took and he went straight into attack mode which was my plan. The whole
office is videotaped so I let him take his best swing and hit me. All the other agents
stood and watched smiling figuring I’d get my butt kicked now but his second swing I
block and took his arm and twisted it until I heard it snap then twisted it more. I hit him
hard in the ribs snapping several of them then kicked his knee cap forcing it back until it
I released him and he fell to the floor crying like a baby and coughing up blood. My
lawyers immediately stepped in claiming self-defense and requested a copy of the
videotapes. The tapes were released without sound to the media and it was like a pack
of sharks in bloody water.
FBI agent attacking an unarmed minor in custody to top it off they couldn’t even charge
me with a crime it was legal for me to fuck the girls. There are no laws against bestiality
and the clinic burned completely destroying any evidence.
Not one person talked besides Tom who was the only person they had evidence on
since I left the pictures of him Beth and Cindy engaged in sexual acts on the desk in plain
sight at Cheryl’s.
It took a little time but 6 hours later but we all walked out the front door. My lawyers
filed a civil lawsuit against the FBI and every agent involved the next morning. Tom got
25 years in the state pen but he didn’t survive the first week and Judge Richards retired.
The girls got enough money to live well for many years, I never even asked how much
my lawyers settled for out of court. Even though they left me alone for fear of another
law suit I decided to limit my activities to just my little family of girls. Cheryl, Beth and
Cindy moved in with Rachel and the girls.
Alessa’s husband showed up with a moving truck and loaded his stuff. I was sitting in my
lawn chair watching and drinking a beer, Little Lily followed him back and forth as he loaded
his stuff crying. It was starting to depress me so I laid back and thought about lily’s little mouth
stretched around my cock.
After he left I went over and Alessa and the girls just cried.
“I can’t afford the bills and food much less this place alone JJ what am I going to do”
Alessa says crying.
“That suck’s baby, you got any family you can stay with” I suggest trying to help her out.
“Yes my fucking mother, that’s just where I want my little girl raised in a house with her
drunk grandma, drug head aunt watching moms husband beat and rape them nightly”
Alessa says sarcastically.
“Ok then if you need any help moving let me know my trust owns some moving
company I’m sure I could get you a discount” I offer.
I’m not sure what I seen in her eyes but “If you’re not moving tonight maybe around 9
I’ll come over” I say.
I figured it was time to make my exit when a book hit me upside the head.
The Academy took a dim view of my exploits and I was locked down only allowed out
Friday and Saturday from 5 pm till 9pm and Sunday 6 am till 9 pm. I did have to go to
court over fucking that agent up. They played a video with sound but it was still ruled
self-defense since I hadn’t made any threating gestures or moves.
The Judge wasn’t impressed and I was ordered to receive therapy paid for by tax dollars
despite being found innocent. At least once I completed the therapy my record would
be completely erased as part the deal.
The odd part was the therapy I was ordered to receive was for anger management. I’ll
be the first to admit I may have needed a little professional help but anger management
was way down on the list of minor flaws they needed to work on.
The first session went as they normally do I guess. I laid on the sofa and day dreamed
about fucking the doctor’s teen daughter in the picture on her desk or her I wasn’t being
too picky after a few days without sex.
Joan specialized in anger issues and was woefully unprepared for me.
“What are you thinking about JJ” she asks after about 10 minutes.
“I doubt you really want to know Doc, I think it best we just sit here quietly for our hour”
I say trying to kind.
“Anything you say is confidential and I’m not here to judge you just to help you
understand things” she says.
“Ok Doc I was thinking about fucking that little slut in the picture on your desk” I say
She was flustered for a second then put the picture away.
“That’s my 16 year old daughter you’re talking about JJ” she replies.
“Ya she’s a bit old but with that homely look and those glasses I’ll give you even odds on
her still being a virgin, and two to one on her poop shoot being one way” I say casually.
She keeps her cool pretty well “Well we’re not here to discuss my daughter or her
sexual exploits” she says.
“See now you’re talking Doc I’m not much for discussion myself. You bring that little slut
around for the next session and I’ll make sure when she leaves you win both bets. We’ll
do a little hands on therapy” I say excitedly.
She was getting flustered “Look I’m not bringing my daughter here and leaving her alone
with you so get that out your head” she says.
“What do you take me for Doc a cruel uncaring person. Your welcome to stay while I
deflower all her holes I’m sure she’ll need you when I’m done. Hell your no half bad
either Doc if it’ll help you decide I’ll do you too” I say smiling.
“You were right JJ” she says looking at me with disgust “let’s just sit here quietly until
our hour is up” she continues.
When I showed up Thursday I had a new Doc, Jeffery he was about 45. He was just your
run of the mill therapist specializing in teens. It started out as before me laying on the
couch, him probing for info.
“Look JJ if you don’t cooperate then I can’t help you, plus this is court ordered so if you
refuse then I have no choice but to report it and you’ll be charge with failure to comply
with a court order” He tells me.
I thought about it for a minute, that prick judge would definitely love to bust my balls.
“Ok what you want to know” I ask.
“Well lets start with your childhood and your relationship with your parents” he says.
Fuck it I thought and told him about my childhood and crap. I made it up to when mom
died before he stopped me.
“Where out of time” he said nervously looking at me.
Tuesday when I arrived Jeffery brought me down the hall to yet another therapist’s
office. Addison Beniot I’m not sure what he specialized in but I went in and sat down
and started my story all over again. Addison paid particularly close attention to any of
my deviant sexual encounters continually wanting to explore them in more depth.
I thought at first he probably specialized in sexual predators or something but I noticed
he would get a hard on when I recalled incidents and the younger my partner the more
he wanted details. Addison was pedophile without the balls to act, His area of expertise
“Here fill this out honestly JJ” he says handing me a paper.
Test for Psychopathy
For each of the 20 characteristics, give a score of
0 if it does not apply
1 if it applies partially
2 if it is a perfect match.
1. Glib and Superficial Charm -The tendency to be smooth, engaging, charming, slick,
and verbally facile. Psychopathic charm is not in the least shy, self-conscious, or afraid to
say anything. A psychopath never gets tongue-tied. They have freed themselves from
the social conventions about taking turns in talking, for example.
I think for a minute then write “2”
2. Grandiose Self-Worth A grossly inflated view of one's abilities and self-worth, self-
assured, opinionated, cocky, a braggart. Psychopaths are arrogant people who believe
they are superior human beings.
Definitely a “2”
3. Need for Stimulation or Proneness to Boredom An excessive need for novel, thrilling,
and exciting stimulation; taking chances and doing things that are risky. Psychopaths
often have a low self-discipline in carrying tasks through to completion because they get
bored easily. They fail to work at the same job for any length of time, for example, or to
finish tasks that they consider dull or routine.
I scribble “2”
4. Pathological Lying Can be moderate or high; in moderate form, they will be shrewd,
crafty, cunning, sly, and clever; in extreme form, they will be deceptive, deceitful,
underhanded, unscrupulous, manipulative, and dishonest.
5. Conning and Manipulativeness The use of deceit and deception to cheat, con, or
defraud others for personal gain; distinguished from Item #4 in the degree to which
exploitation and callous ruthlessness is present, as reflected in a lack of concern for the
feelings and suffering of one's victims.
6. Lack of Remorse or Guilt A lack of feelings or concern for the losses, pain, and
suffering of victims; a tendency to be unconcerned, dispassionate, coldhearted, and
unempathic. This item is usually demonstrated by a disdain for one's victims.
7. Shallow Affect Emotional poverty or a limited range or depth of feelings;
interpersonal coldness in spite of signs of open gregariousness.
8. Callousness and Lack of Empathy A lack of feelings toward people in general; cold,
contemptuous, inconsiderate, and tactless.
9. Parasitic Lifestyle An intentional, manipulative, selfish, and exploitative financial
dependence on others as reflected in a lack of motivation, low self-discipline, and
inability to begin or complete responsibilities.
“1” I pay my own way
10. Poor Behavioral Controls Expressions of irritability, annoyance, impatience, threats,
aggression, and verbal abuse; inadequate control of anger and temper; acting hastily.
“1” I have good control of my expressions
11. Promiscuous Sexual Behavior A variety of brief, superficial relations, numerous
affairs, and an indiscriminate selection of sexual partners; the maintenance of several
relationships at the same time; a history of attempts to sexually coerce others into
sexual activity or taking great pride at discussing sexual exploits or conquests.
Ya that’s a “2”
12 Early Behavior Problems A variety of behaviors prior to age 13, including lying, theft,
cheating, vandalism, bullying, sexual activity, fire-setting, glue-sniffing, alcohol use, and
running away from home.
13 Lack of Realistic, Long-Term Goals an inability or persistent failure to develop and
execute long-term plans and goals; a nomadic existence, aimless, lacking direction in
I write 0 down and Addison looks at me. “REALISTIC goals JJ” he says.
“Well that depends on whose fuckin reality were living in” I say and write down “2”
14. Impulsivity The occurrence of behaviors that are unpremeditated and lack reflection
or planning; inability to resist temptation, frustrations, and urges; a lack of deliberation
without considering the consequences; foolhardy, rash, unpredictable, erratic, and
15. Irresponsibility Repeated failure to fulfill or honor obligations and commitments;
such as not paying bills, defaulting on loans, performing sloppy work, being absent or
late to work, failing to honor contractual agreements.
“0” I don’t work or pay bills and I’m always on time
16. Failure to Accept Responsibility for Own Actions A failure to accept responsibility for
one's actions reflected in low conscientiousness, an absence of dutifulness, antagonistic
manipulation, denial of responsibility, and an effort to manipulate others through this
17. Many Short-Term Marital Relationships A lack of commitment to a long-term
relationship reflected in inconsistent, undependable, and unreliable commitments in
life, including marital.
Never been married so I write 0. Addison looks at me “fuck you” I say an write “2”
18. Juvenile Delinquency Behavior problems between the ages of 13-18; mostly
behaviors that are crimes or clearly involve aspects of antagonism, exploitation,
aggression, manipulation, or a callous, ruthless tough-mindedness.
19. Revocation of Condition Release A revocation of probation or other conditional
release due to technical violations, such as carelessness, low deliberation, or failing to
“fuck you that ones a zero” I say
“Go ahead and put a 1 there” he says
20. Criminal Versatility A diversity of types of criminal offenses, regardless if the person
has been arrested or convicted for them; taking great pride at getting away with crimes.
At 22 you have criminal tendencies
At 30 you’re a psychopath
At 34 you’re an extreme psychopath
At 37 you’re a total psychopath
“Well at least I’m not a total psychopath” I say shrugging my shoulders
“Well don’t get to excited your rich so had you been poor # 9 would have been 2 I’m
sure and number 15 would have been a 1 probably 2 so that would be a 37 or 38 JJ” he
“Well like you said this is Reality and I am rich so it’s 35 so I still got some wiggle room” I
“You got a pedophile test handy I think we need to see how you do” I say.
“Does your cock get hard at the mention of little girls, that’s a 3 for you Doc” I say
“So how many psychopaths have you treated over the years” I ask curiously.
“Counting you 1” he replies “The highest score before you was 26 and he was in his
30’s, your only 16” he says.
Me an Addison’s came understanding and therapy went well from then on. I’d tell him
stories of my sexual exploits with girls and supply a video ocassionally. He quit trying to
fix me and instead taught me my most valuable lesson in life.
“Learn to pretend you care and have feeling, mimic emotions” he says.
“I can’t teach you love or empathy but watch people and mimic them learn from them”
The next few months I watched people closely studying them especially the girls when I was
there. I learned a lot about myself and “my condition” as Addison called it, now the hard part
learning how to fake emotions you don’t have.