Hired gun
Warning extreme pedo.Mg Mb Rape, oral, anal, killing and abuse of
children. If such stories offend you read no further. IF the the
word nigger or rag head offends you go away now, if not see what
a Hired Gun can land in the fight against the Muslim Brotherhood
in North Africa.

    The sun baked the dark green canvas covering the old "Duce
and half's" cargo bed. Rat could smell the unwashed bodies of the
PNLA solders. The twenty men were the best Rat could muster from
the ragtag army of rebels fighting the central government of
Chad. Most of them were still in their teens. Life in the field
was hard and not many of the would-be warriors would live to see
20. The People's National Liberation Army (PNLA) was funded by
Russian Rubles and fueled by hatred of  the Muslim tribes of the
northern desert.
   The black men held their AK47s between their legs as the old
truck bounced over the rutted two-track road that led to the
small village of A'lshene. The only thing of interest in the
stinking mud hole  to Rat's commander was one Al'Kalif . Al was
the number three man in Muslim Brotherhood in Chad.  The bastard
was visiting his dying father. He had been spotted by a Russian
spy satellite orbiting far above the  desolate land. The
Russian's had sent Ivan Borski  Rat's commander,  the image via
an email on his sat-phone. The text gave the GPS coordinates  of
the hovel he was seen entering in the small collection of mud
brick and tin roofed buildings that made up the village.
    The Brotherhood commander had six bodyguards traveling with
him. They were riding in an old Land Rover liberated from British
Petroleum (BP) several years ago when the government Nationalized
the oil fields and kicked the infidel whites out of the country
back in the 80's.  The battered old Rover was parked in front of
the largest building in the village.

     Rat opened his tablet and downloaded the live feed from the
Russian Spy bird. He saw the the men were just hanging around a
well smoking and talking to some women dressed in their black
burka clothing.  The dumb bastards did not even have a lookout
posted. It was evident the men were not expecting any trouble so
deep in Brotherhood controlled land.  Rat would make them pay for
that oversight, yea in spades.  He stood up and banged on the
rear window of the truck and yelled at the coon driving it to
stop.  The truck ground to a halt with squealing brakes and a
cloud of choking dust.

    "Dismount! Form a scrimmage line with ten yards between each
man." he yelled at his squad.
     The men jumped out of the old truck and formed a ragged line
stretching about a 100 yards on each side of the road. The PNLA
fighters were dressed in dung colored fatigue uniforms made in
South Africa.  Each man carried a backpack, three canteens of
water,  white phosphorus grenades, two MRE's (Meals Ready to Eat)
that were left over from the first Gulf war and extra magazines
for their AK's.  Rat had stopped them a mile from the village.
The land rose in rutted sun baked red clay dotted with small
fields of drought plagued wheat.  The village lay in the bottom a
bowl formed  by the low rolling hills that surrounded it.

    The dirt road wound down into the small valley through
boulders and wind worn rock that would look at home on the 
barren  plains of the moon. A line of wooden polls snaked down
along the road carrying power to the village.  The 40 or so
people that live in the village were all clustered around the big
house and the Brotherhood commander. Rat could see them through
his hand-held sat-phone linked to the orbiting Russian spy-bird.
He gave the command to move out to the village ahead.  The men
moved forward carrying their weapons at port arms as they picked
their way over lose rocks and dried dead grasses. It took the
line of fighters about ten minutes to reach the outskirts of the
village. There were some clumps of brush and stubby trees on this
side of the small collection of mud brick hovels.
   Rat's men had not been spotted by the Brotherhood bodyguards
as  they were too busy flirting with the young girls of the
village. His fighters broke from the scrimmage line and jogged
into the collection of houses and sheds.  They took cover behind
the buildings and move leap-frogging from structure to structure.
 The men formed fire-teams of four men advancing two at a time as
the other two men provided cover for the attacking men.

     An old man came out of one of the block buildings and ran
into Husain one of Rat's men. The old fool yelled as the black
ape fighter thrust his bayonet into his chest.  The cry died with
the old man as his red blood soaked into the dry ground of the
village.  A young boy came running out the house with an old
battered English .308 Enfield rifle. He was working the bolt on
the aged weapon when he was blown back by a long blast of 
7.62x39mm copper-jacketed rounds. The slugs ripped through the
young boy's body and slammed into the house. The old rifle fell
from the dying boy's hands as he collapsed in the dusty street.
    "Shit! All fire teams attack! The fuckers know that we are
here now!" Rat yelled into his headset microphone.  He ducked
around a building and saw two of the Brotherhood fighters come
running toward the sound of gunfire. He put his weapon's red
laser sighting dot on their chests and fired three rounds of
Extreme Shock 223 Remington 75 grain Fragmenting High Velocity
bullets into each of them. The rag heads fell dead.  He heard the
report of automatic gun fire as his men moved into the center of
the village. Some one had tossed a hand grenade and there was a
large blast followed by a rising colum of thick black smoke as
one of the hovels in the village caught fire. He could hear the
screams of women and children as his men swept through the
village shooting anyone the moved.

      "Boss, K team reporting! We are engaging the target at the
main house. Four of his guards are down and he has taken several
of the villagers as a shield. Over!" Takombo's voice came in over
the command net.
       " Shoot them! We are not here to take the fucker alive."
he ordered as an aged woman in a black Burka screamed  and knelt
to pick up an AK  from the dirt. He shot her in the head and a
red mist exploded staining the whitewashed wall behind her with
bits of her skull and brains. His German made auto-loading
assault-rifle kicked against his shoulder as the weapon fired.
The smell of cordite and lead filled the hot desert air.
     The ex-American Army officer saw a young girl come out of
the mud brick house. She ran to her fallen grandmother and
screamed in hatred  an grief as she grabbed the heavy Chinese
copy of the Russian AK-47.  Rat swung the butt of his heavy black
weapon into the side of the child's skull and she collapsed in a
heap on top of her dead grandmother.
   The hired gun used a black nylon cable tie to bind the 
unconscious  young girl's hands behind her back.  He pulled her
burka off of her head and found that she had long jet black hair
and that she was about nine or ten years old.  He left her in the
street and moved to the now burning main house where his target
was held up.
     Five of his fire teams had taken up positions sounding the
cement block building. The men were sending rounds through the
wooden shuttered windows and someone had tossed a  white
phosphorus grenade through the shattered front door. Thick black
smoke billowed up into the clear hot sky above the village.  A
few rounds were coming out of the burning building as the trapped
villager's returned fire. The shots were not well aimed and just
chewed up the neighboring hovels. Rat was covering a rear door
when it burst open and four women were shoved out into the
street. They held their hands in the air and screamed as they ran
from the smoking doorway. The officer shot them as they ran.
Three of the fell in a heap just outside the doorway.  The forth
one made it a few more feet before she fell to her knees holding
the gaping wound in her side.  She called out to Allah to save
her. The only help she received was a second round of of Extreme
Shock 223 Remington 75 Grain Fragmenting High Velocity ammo  from
Rat's  Heckler & Koch G3 rifle to her head.
   He felt the round fired from the doorway rip past his head and
send shards of mud brick stinging into the back of his neck. He
moved his rifle to Al'Kalif's running body and snapped off three
quick shots. Two of the rounds struck the man and he flung his
AK-47 into the air as he fell into the dusty street. Rat walked
over to the wounded man who was clutching his side where he was
hit.

     "Who the fuck are you?" Al'Kalif coughed as red blood
bubbled up from his ruptured left lung.
     " I am the fucker that is going to send your ass to Allah."
Rat said as he pulled the trigger on his black weapon and felt
the recoil as the rifle kicked in his hands.  The sand-nigger's
head exploded as the bullets struck home.  He put his weapon on
safe and slung it over his shoulder as he knelt by the dead
Brotherhood terrorist. He used his smart phone to upload a video
of the body as he used his knife to cut off the man's thumb and
index finger for positive identification and DNA testing. Rat's
boss's would want to make sure the terrorist was truly dead.

    There were scattered shots and screams as his men went house
to house insuring that no one was left alive after the raid. Each
of his twenty men chose a toy for some enjoyment at their camp
this evening.  Two old women were tied back to back as Takombo
pulled out his foot long thick cock and smacked one of the
terrified women's face.
    "Look at it bitch! Yo going to take it up yo ass for sure!"
he screamed as he then let down a long stream of hot piss into
her face.  The other fighters in the PNLA raid laughed  at the
old hag.

     Jamall Rat's second in command had a young boy hog tied and
nude near the back of the truck that had been brought up to the
village once the town had been taken. The men looted the small
village before each building was set to the torch. The cries of
the captives filled the air as they were loaded into the Duce and
a half. One of his men had found a newer Land Rover hidden in a
tin roofed shed. Rat had his driver, Comoo top off its fuel tanks
and check the motor.  He made sure that there were no tracking
devices hidden on the English built vehicle.  The mechanic found
a GPS chip attached to motor's computer brain. He pulled the
small chip and smashed it with a monkey wrench.
    The Rover was worth over 79K in North Africa and as leader of
the raid Rat would get his cut from his PNLA employers. The young
girl that Rat had knocked out lay in the back of the Rover. She
had come too and was sobbing as she knew that rape and death
awaited her in the coming night. She wished that she had been
shot like her grandmother. Ranail  prayed to Allah for death or
the opportunity kill the foreign infidel. One of the black apes
had stripped her and ran his hands over her young tender body as
she screamed. The other apes just laughed and made obscene
comments that involved the child and a male camel.
   The two vehicles moved out of the burning village and headed
south to their base camp in the rough hills of the desert some
150 miles south. Black oily smoke rose from the ruined village in
the the clear desert sky. The rising smoke colum was seen some 50
miles away in the nearest Brotherhood controlled village and a
squad of fighters were check out the smoke.
   The Brotherhood fighters that came to investigate the raid
would find the charred bodies of Al'Kalif  and his bodyguards
along with seven old men, five young boys, twenty old women, and
only two young girls.  All of the buildings had been burnt to the
ground and anything of value had been taken. Some of the
Brotherhood fighters had came from the village and knew that some
of the villagers were missing and assumed to have been take south
with the PNLA rebels.
    Rat wanted to rape the child on the way back to camp but he
did not want to take off his body armor as his small convoy could
be attacked by air if the Brotherhood command got their heads out
of their ass long enough to launch an air raid with their small
but deadly Air Force. They were not prone to using their air
force as the UN had instated an NO FLY zone that covered all of
Chad.  The US lead Coalition Air Force jets had the nasty habit
of shooting down anything the Brotherhood sent into the sky.
    However Rat did not want to bet his ass that the Sand Niggers
would not sneak out an old Russian attack chopper low under the
radar to blast his men to smoking junk. He had seen how effective
the Russian choppers were when he was attached to the CIA back in
the early days of the war in Afghanistan back in the 80's when he
was a young Second Lieutenant.  The Soviet attack Mi-24 (NATO
code name: Hind) had a 23 mm  auto-loading cannon under its nose.
The big gun shredded the light unarmored vehicles with  just a
short burst of the exploding shells. They also carried six AT-6
laser-guided anti-tank missiles that would blast a fucking M1
Abrams combat tank into a flaming pile of junk from three miles
away.  The small convoy was able to make only about 25 miles an
hour due to the poor condition of the so call roadway. The sun
had set by the time the fighters got to their base camp.
   Several of the prisoners had not survived the slow trip to the
camp. The men tossed their used up bodies into a burn pit with
the rest of the garbage. Rat made his report up the chain of
command and sent the thumb and finger of the dead Brotherhood
commander off in a small foam cooler to PNLA headquarters some 40
miles further south.  He heard the screams of the villagers as
his men raped and tortured them.
     "Hell, I have waited long enough, time to get that little
cunt open and bleeding." Rat said to his top NCO Jamall.
    " Sure, Boss yo did good today, we kill that sand nigger and
we get some ass and pussy to fuck over, plus all the junk we
stole from them. I going to use my little boy toy here real good.
the tall jet black man said as he reached down and pulled the
shaking young boy off of his long thick throbbing cock. The boy's
mouth was a bloody mess as the big nigger had used a pair of
pliers to yank all of the boy's rotten teeth out of his mouth. 
He did not want the little fucker to bite his cock.
    "Yea, ram that cock up his ass! If you do not kill him with 
your stiff cock, I may want some sloppy thirds or twentieths."
Rat said as he tossed his report into a wire basket where it
would be sent up the chain sooner or later.

      The child could not feel her hands anymore as the plastic
thing the nigger had put on her after he cut her free and then
stripped her at the village had cut off any feeling. She thought
the the big coon would stick his filthy man thing in her as she
had seen the other apes do to the other villagers they had taken
alive.  She thought that the dead ones were lucky. The girl
thought of running out of the camp but she was nude and barefoot
and far from home. A home that was no more as she had seen the
horrid PNLA men burn it down. She knew that she was alone and
that her mother, and the rest of her family were now dead.
     She looked around for something that she could use to kill
herself but she was tied to a steel stake driven deep into the
hard packed red clay of the camp. The chain locked around her
foot would not come off no mater how hard she yanked on it. All
that got her was a wound around her ankle as she dug the steel
into her flesh.  Ranail tried not to look as the other women were
raped along with some of her childhood friends. Little Deanna who
was only six years old was raped by three of the big niggers.
    The screams of the young girl grew weaker as more men used
her tiny body. After what seemed to be hours the men stopped only
when Deanna lay still even when they hit or kicked her. She had
died sometime during the rape. One the apes just laughed and bent
the dead girl over a rock and fucked her up her dead ass.
   The child screamed when the white devil came for her. He was
nude and his man cock was stiff and looked huge to the terrified
young girl. The beast just laughed as he unlocked her chain and
grabbed her by her long black hair. He drug her through the dirt
to a small building she scrambled to her feet and tried to hit
the monster with her fist.  Her small hands just bounced off his
hard body. The man opened the door and pushed her inside. It was
cold in the small room as an air conditioner unit in a window was
running at full blast.
   The child had never been in such a cold room before. She
hugged her arms around her chest and covered her tiny pussy with
her hands and shook with fear and the strange coldness.  She saw
the man lock the door and then he went to a small kitchen and got
a can of beer from a white box. He had a can of Coke in his other
hand.
    "What is your name?" he asked in Arabic as he sat at a small
table and opened the Coke.
   "  Ranail, you white devil!  I want to go home now!" she cried
as she looked around the room for something she could use as a
weapon to hurt the beast.
   "Ranail, you know that is not going to happen. I am going to
do what ever I want to you. I can hurt you very bad or I can make
you feel nice. You must be thirsty and hungry for you haven't
been given anything yet. Now come over here and sit next to me
and drink this soda." the man said to her.
    She had been so terrified that she had not noticed how
thirsty and hungry she was. Her mouth was dry and she knew how
sweet the Coke was.  She had tasted one last year on her
birthday.  Al'Kalif  had brought a case of the red cans to her
party. All of the other children in the village looked up to her
for getting such an honor from the powerful man.
    "Why is it so cold in here?" Ranail asked as she moved to the
chair the man pointed to and sat in it.
   " It is the white devil magic.  I will turn it down a bit." he
laughed as he handed her the can. The child took a sip and then
up-ended the Coke and drained it. " I am hungry. I am going to
fix some eggs and bacon. Here put this on for I can't have my
little desert flower freezing." the man said as he got a white
thick robe from a hook on a door by the bathroom.
    The child took the robe and put it on. The thick terry cloth
robe had a hood which the young Muslim girl used to cover her
head. She pulled the way too large robe close to her body. Her
dark chocolate colored eyes followed Rat as he finished his beer
and then got out the eggs and bacon. He lit the propane stove and
put a cast iron skillet on the burner. He put six slices of thick
hickory smoked bacon in the hot skillet and it began to pop and
sizzle. The frying pork soon filled the small hut with scent of
crisp bacon.
    Rat took an onion from a mesh bag hanging near the stove and
quickly peeled and diced the white flesh and added it to the hot
fat in the skillet.  He pulled the crisp bacon out and put it on
a paper towel to drain some of the excess fat off.. He cracked
five eggs into a glass bowel and added some dried herbs and sea
salt. He whipped the eggs and then pored them into the skillet.
The eggs quickly cooked and he turned them over and took a
handful of shredded cheddar cheese and some dried tomatoes and
tossed them on top. He turned the omelet out onto a chipped old
plate. He laid the crisp bacon on the omelet.
   Rat got a jug of orange juice from the frig and put it on the
table with the food and two glasses. He got out a small plate for
the girl and put about a third of the omelet and two strips of
bacon on her plate. There were forks, spoons, and knives in a
wire basket sitting on the table. He got her a fork and sat it
next to her plate.
      Ranail looked at the thin meat and wondered what kind of
animal it came from. She knew that the infidels ate pork the
forbidden meat however it smelled very good and she had not eaten
since early this morning. She said a prayer over the food and
hoped that if it were pork that Allah would forgive her.  She
tasted the bacon and decided that it tasted good. She ate the
eggs quickly for she did not know when she would be fed again.
Her mother had told her to eat when you can for in the desert one
never knew when the next meal might be. She thought that the man
was a good cook which was very odd to her for only women cooked
in her village.  She wondered if he was one of those girl-men
that she had heard of.

    Rat watched the child eat as he finished his food. He poured
her a glass of OJ and sat it next to her plate.  She took the
glass and quickly emptied it. Her long black hair was tangled and
dusty from the long slow trip to camp and she had a bit of stink
about her.  He could smell her body oder from fear and sweat.  He
was sure that he was quite ripe himself.

     "Thank you for the food." the child said as she sat now
clutching the robe to her body.

     "Ranail you are welcome. Did you like it?" he asked with a
smile as he picked up the dishes and put them in a small sink.
     "Yes, it was good. I have never tasted meat like that. What
was it?" she asked as she watched the man do more women's work.
How strange she thought.
   "It is water buffalo. I get it from way down south in Uganda
from a friend there." he lied as he quickly washed the dishes in
the sink.
   "What are you going to do with me?" the child asked as she
looked at the strange man.
   "Well now that depends on how you act. You now belong to me.
You are a trophy of war and as such I can do whatever I want to
you. You have seen how the others from your village were treated.
 I can do that to you and let my men do bad things to you until
you die. However that is not what I want to happen.  I am going
to have sex with you for you are a lovely bit of chestnut flesh
and so young and tender. You are large enough that it will not
hurt you too much to have sex with me. I have had much younger
little girls before and they survived my use of them. You are
about what nine years old?" he asked as he sat down next to the
child.
   "I will be ten next month." she answered as she struggled to
take all that had happened to her in such a short period of time.
   "Even better, I am sure that my sex with you will not harm
you. So Ranail it is up to you. Do as I order and I will not hurt
you or let any of my men do bad things to you. Disobey me I will
let the niggers fuck you up. Now we stink and I do not want to
climb in bed with a dirty little pig so we will take a shower
now." he said as he stood up towering over her small body.
   " Allah akbar, It is Allah's will that I am here and you are
my master so I will do as you order sir." the child said giving
herself over to the hands of Allah. Her mother had said that she
was a piratical child and wise beyond her years.
   "Good. That is very good to hear. Now come with me and get
cleaned up." he said as he led her by her hand to the small
bathroom in his hut.
     Rat pulled the robe off of the child and sat down on the
small tub. He drank in the sight of her body. She stood with her
hands down by her side hiding nothing from him. Her face was oval
with full dark red lips and an upturned nose. Her pricing eyes
were clear and a rich dark brown. Her hair was long and raven. It
hung to down to her butt. Her chest was flat with small bumps of
her budding breast. The nipples on her chest looked like
Hershey's  kisses puffy and the same rich dark color as the
candy. Her abdomen was flat and rock hard from the work she did
at home in her village.  The child's hips flared out wide and
melted to her long slender legs.
    Rat looked at her mound between her legs and saw that she had
a dusting of soft dark hair just beginning to develop. The folds
of her vulva had not popped out so her cunt looked just like a
babies. He turned on the water and adjusted it so it was hot but
not too uncomfortable. He got in the tub and let the water wash
off the dust and grime of battle from his body.  He took her hand
and she got in the tub with him. She flinched when he toucher her
body but she said nothing lowering her head and sobbing as he ran
his hands over her nude form.
   She let the hot water wash away her tears as the beast fondled
her body. His hands were not rough as she thought they might be.
He was not rough with her. For that she thanked Allah as he took
some kind of  goo and put it on her hair.  The stuff foamed up
and soon she was covered in a sweet smelling lather. He washed
her hair just as her mother had done. He used a cloth to clean
her body touching every inch of her skin.  She flinched again
when he ran his hand over her sex. She felt him spread her lips
down there and rub her slit. She took in a gasp of air for no man
had ever toucher her there.
    Ranail felt his man root swell and grow large as it had been
when he first stood over her nude. She had seen oxen do it and
camels also so she knew that his root went in her slit and that
it would stretch to take the massive thing in it.  Her mother had
told her about sex with men. Mostly she said you endured and let
them do it and it was over soon.  Some of the older girls in the
village had told her how to rub herself down there and make it
feel real good. He rinsed her off and then shut off the water.
She stood there shaking with fear and some longing as he had
touched her down there and made it moist like it got when she
pleasured herself at night in bed.
     Rat dried her off with a towel and let her put the robe back
on. He dried off and led her back to his small bedroom.  He took
his  Hi-Power - Browning, FN 9mm auto pistol and put it in a
chest and locked it. He turned to her and told her to take off
the robe and get on the bed.
   The child let out a short sob and then let the robe fall to
the floor and then she climbed into the bed and lay on her back
with her hands by her side. He looked down at the little girl
laying in his bed. Rat got in the bed and put his legs inside of
her legs. He reached down and lifted her legs apart and settled
his face between her legs as he moved down and kissed her slit.
She let out a moan as he pushed his tongue against the folds of
her vagina. He lifted her wonderful tight ass in his hands to get
a better angle to eat her pussy out.  He worked the tip of his
tongue into her outer passage and found that her cunt was getting
moist as her body got ready for sex.
    He drank in her flavor and then moved up to work over her
clitoris.  The child let her hands grab his head as he stroked
her clit.  He pushed his face against her body and drove the
young girl over the edge as her body arched and she cried out in
joy and fear. He began to hum and stroke her pussy harder and
longer as she arched again and shot out a stream of lube from her
cunt. She was bucking now with each touch of his tongue to her
swollen cit and wet pussy. He made her cum over and over again.
She was yelling now as the joy racked her body. Her breath came
in ragged gasps as he drove her on to yet another orgasm.  Rat
drank up her juice and then pulled off her hot little pussy. She
was trashing in a body crunching orgasm. He let her come down as
she lay wet with sweat and love juice.
      "Allah what have you done to me! Oh Allah it feels so good.
Hold me master! I need your touch!" the child cried as she threw
herself into Rat's arms.
     "I guess that was good foreplay then." he said as he moved
to suckle on her now stiff nipples. She cried out again as he
worked her small tits. She grabbed his short hair and pulled him
down on her chest. She was a wild thing wanting more of this lust
that drove her wild. She screamed out as his fingers found her
slit and fondled her and worked their way inside of her body. She
did not even feel her hymen tare as he pushed his finger all the
way inside of her pussy.  The child clamped her legs against his
invading finger and started to fuck his hand thrusting her hips
up to meet his probing finger.
   He found her mouth and kissed her. She was so far gone that
she sucked his tongue deep into her mouth and grabbed his body in
her arms.  Her hand found his cock and she pulled it toward her
pussy. She opened her legs wide and felt the thick cock head
stretch her lips. She was so much in lust that she just shoved
her hips to him and forced his cock deep in her woman's well. She
let out a scream as he took what she now willingly gave. Ranail
felt him stretch her body and then move in and out of her tight
passage like a couple of animals. His fucking drove her to
another round of orgasms.
   Rat felt her vice like velvet cunt clamp down on his cock as
he fucked her. He tried to stave off his orgasm but he felt his
nuts draw up and he got that wonderful feeling in his prostrate
as his body got ready to dump a load of cum in her pussy.  He
shot several hot ropes of cum deep in her small body. His cock
came out pink with her blood mixing with his and her cum. The
child lay back panting and still moaning out her sheer joy.
   The officer  pulled the child into his arms and did what most
men do after they have great sex, he went to sleep. She felt the
man relax his body and she heard his breathing slow and soon he
was softly snoring. Ranail thought of wiggling out of his arms
and trying to escape but she knew that would only end in her
death either at the hands of the black apes or the harsh land of
the North African desert.  So far he had not been that bad to
her.  She was used to constant tribal war with killings and
reprisals an eye for an eye. The child knew that she would have
been given to some old man as a wife soon anyhow. That man would
never have half of what this man had here. Besides he had a nice
size cock and knew how to use it. She took his hand and put it in
her crotch so the first thing he felt when he awoke would be her
cunt. Maybe he would fuck her again.  She knew that she sure
could get to enjoy it. She had never heard her mother express any
joy in having sex with her father when he was alive.
  Rat felt the child's wet pussy against his hand. He put his
mouth to her ear and nibbled on its lobe. He made soft grunting
sounds and murmured sexual words as he fondled her somewhat sore
pussy. She responded and turned her face to kiss her new man. He
fondled her nipples and she moaned her pleasure.  He took her
from the rear sliding his cock into her slit as he moved in and
out of her clinging passage.  There would be time to use her
other holes soon enough.  For the time being he would make due
with her wondrous little pussy. He put his hand over her crotch
and could feel his cock moving inside her body. He flicked her
clit and she jerked as she came again.  He fucked her longer this
time and soon she was crying out in joy and lust. He filled her
pussy with his cum again and then pulled out and lay back on the
bed.
  He told her to climb on his face so he could suck her wet cunt
dry and eat his and her mixed body fluids. She rode his mouth
like a bucking horse and soon she was cumming again and again. He
moved her up a bit and worked her brown rosebud anus. The child
arched her back as the man licked her butt hole. She had no idea
that her hole was so tender and responded to his hot wet tongue.
Ranian looked down at her lover and saw that his cock was getting
big again.  She wondered what it would taste like so she moved
around an bent to take his organ in her small hands. The child
bent to his hips and looked at the now stiff rod in her hands.
She could feel his heart beat a blood surged through its veins.
It was hot to her touch and the wide dark pink head had a long
slit in it.  A clear sticky mess was seeping out of it. She
thought that it was what her mother call a man's seed that made
babies. Ranian wondered if a baby would grow in her tummy if she
swallowed his seed. It did not see right as the older girls in
the village had told her a man had to put his junk in a girl's
box to make a baby, but then they were just girls like her.
    The thought of having a baby with her new man did not seem to
be a bad thing maybe he would love her if she gave him a strong
son, therefor she opened her mouth and let the wide head of is
cock enter her mouth. It did not have much of a taste maybe a
little bitter or salty but it was not that bad and he sure seemed
to enjoy the fact that she had his cock in her mouth. She did not
get much of the thick cock in her mouth before she felt him grab
her head and hold her over his cock.
    " Oh hell yes baby suck my cock! That is a good little girl
here comes something for you to swallow!" Rat called as he let
his cum shoot into his little girl sex toy.
     She tasted his man milk and sucked it milking every last
drop from his thick penis. He let go of her head and rubbed her
back and hugged her small body to him. She sat back and let him
continue to eat her crotch and ass. The child started fucking his
face grinding her cunt into his mouth. She felt the need to pee
and cried out that she had to go. She thought that he would let
up so she could go pee in the bathroom but he held her pushed
against her tummy until she let her hot pee trickle out into his
mouth. She felt so nasty to piss in is mouth but he drank all she
had in her bladder. When she was done she pulled off of him and
threw herself into his arms.  He hugged her and she could taste
her own urine on his lips.  The man held her and kissed her on
her face and neck working his way to her tender nipples and then
down her tummy and once again between her legs. She lay back and
bucked as he sent over the cliff of sexual satisfaction.
    The child lay exhausted in his arms her pussy was sore and
she felt like she had been in a fight. He was touching her and
kissing her neck as she slipped into a pleasant sleep.  She felt
that she was alone in the bed and looked around in fear not
knowing what had happened.  She sat up and saw that the man, she
did not know what his name was, not that it mattered that much,
was cooking something that smelled wonderful.  She looked out the
window and saw that the sun had set long ago.
     "So she is awake! How do you feel my little desert mink?" he
said as he tended a pot that was cooking what smelled like
chicken.
    " I feel a bit sore down here but not too bad.  What do you
want me to call you master?" the child asked as she got out of
bed and ran to his side giving him a hug.
    " My name is Rathbone Williams the third, but most just call
me Rat. The name got pinned on me when I was fighting in the
mountains of Afghanistan many year before you were even born
darling. I had the knack of finding the Taliban hiding in their
caves. So just call me Rat. The chicken is almost done I made
some dumplings with carrots and onions. There are some clothes in
that footlocker at the end of the bed. Find something that you
like and put it on dear." he said as he kissed her forehead.
   The child went to the locker and opened it. She found colorful
tops and frilly skirts.  She picked out a red and yellow cotton
top that showed off her budding breast and a pair of  silk
panties that were ever so skimpy and a bright red layered skirt
that came about half way above her knees.  She pulled the
clothing on and spun around letting the skirt fly up and show off
her red panties.
   " Do you like this Rat?" she asked as she danced for him.
   " Yes darling you look good enough to eat! But that is for
latter now lets eat this chicken then I have to check out the
camp. You stay inside for I do not want to have to shoot one of
my niggers when they see how sexy you look Ranian." he ordered as
he used a large spoon to serve up their meal.
   She went to the open cupboard and got out two plates and
handed them to her man. They ate the food and managed not to jump
back in the sack and fuck again. Rat got dressed in his war
clothes and unlocked the chest holding his Browning High Power 9
mm pistol.  She helped him put on his brown boots and kissed him
as he went out the door and locked it.

    "Hay Boss we hear some good fucking sounds from yo hut. Is
the bitch still alive? Yo got a message from HQ, it just come in.
It say good job on the raid and they want to see yo by  0800
tomorrow. I had Tokaw check out the Rover we got and he say it
good to go. Yo want Comoo to drive yo?" his top NCO asked.
   "Yea the child is alive and kicking. She fucks like a mink. I
think I will keep her around a bit. Tell the lads hands off for
sure. Like I will drop the motherfucker that even looks at her.
Got it?  I will drive the Rover myself and take the kid with me.
Get some men out on patrol. The fuckers up north are not going to
be happy with our little raid. So keep a sharp eye and have the
teck nigger keep his eyes on the down link from our Russian
friends." Rat said as he checked his watch it was 2210 hrs.  It
was a good hour plus drive to HQ so he planed to leave the camp
by 0600.  His contract was nearly up with the PNLA and now that
he had Ranian he was going to cash out and get the fuck out of
Africa for good. He had several houses around the world and quite
a nice nest egg put back. He was 55 and had been shot, stabbed,
and shot out the air four times so it was past time for him to
get out of the game. He made the rounds and checked out the camp.
He found some of his men still fucking their new toys.  He could
hear the screams of a young boy as a big nigger fucked him up the
ass.
    Rat went back to his hut and unlocked the door. She was there
for him laying nude in his bed. He hung up his gear and put his
handgun under his pillow.  They made love for about two hours and
then went to sleep.  His internal alarm clock went off and he
look at his Rolex and saw that it was 0530.  He pissed and
quickly got dress he let the girl sleep a few more minutes as he
tossed in the few items he did not want to leave behind for the
next guy to heard these jungle monkeys.

     He woke her up and told her to get dressed he had packed all
of the clothing that he thought would fit her.  They could go
shopping in Capetown while they were waiting for a guy he knew to
make up some good papers for  his new adopted daughter. It would
set him back about 10K just about what a legit adoption would
have cost. He got his stash of passports and ID's and about 200K
in Euros.  He tossed the bags in the Rover and put the camp in
his rear view mirror.  She sat next to him as they drove through
the early morning to the PNLA HQ.
   They went through three check points along the road that got
better the closer he got to the small town.  He parked the Rover
in the motorpool and had one of the grease monkeys top it off and
put some extra 5 gallon fuel tanks in the holders on the rear
bumper.  Rat took Ranian with him and told her to keep close to
him and keep her mouth shut.
    He met his commander and gave him the report on the raid and
handed in his papers ending his employment with the PNLA. The
Colonel was not happy to lose Rat but he knew that forcing him
was not a good idea. The officer told Rat that he would forfeit
his last pay out for not giving them notice.  Rat told him what
he could do with the cash. Though he did not think that much cash
would fit up someone's ass.

    He spent an hour filling out some paper work and then he and
Ranian drove out of the compound and headed towards Nigeria and
the airport at Maiduguri. He sold the Rover to a taxi driver for
26K in Eruos and they flew to Capetown South Africa.   They
stayed at the Hilton off of St. Stephens Road until his contact
came up with the papers for his newly adopted daughter Rowan.  He
spent a few thousand Euros on her clothing and other needful girl
things, however they spent most of the time in bed fucking and
eating room service and drinking wine and Coke.
    "Welcome to South African Airways flight 4565 nonstop from
Capetown to Melbourne. Our flight will take 13hours and 21
minutes. Please have your custom forms filled out as it will make
your stay in Australia much more enjoyable.  If there is anything
that I can do for you, please do not hesitate to ask." the blond
stew said as she smile her plastic smile as the 747 Jumbo jet
taxied away from the terminal.
    "Good morning sir, how was your stay in South Africa?"
another stew asked as she came to check on the first class
passengers.
    "It was very good. I picked up my daughter here. I adopted
her and we are going to our new home in Melbourne." Rat said as
he watched the jet roll down the runway and out of Africa.
    "Oh how wonderful, you are a lucky little girl." she said
touching her long black hair.
   " I am sorry Rowan does not speak English yet. But thank you
for the complement. Could you get us a blanket she is a bit
cold." He asked as he looked forward to finger fucking her on the
flight.
    The jumbo jet climbed to 49,000 feet and headed east over the
Indian Ocean. The stew brought a light blue blanket and helped
cover the passengers up as the cabin light dimmed and an in
flight movie started. Rowan spread her legs and welcomed Rat's
fingers as he fondled her body. It was going to be a very nice
flight.


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