On the run to paradise WARNING!!! Extreme scat, pedo, torture, rape, M+ F,g,g,g. If the rape and abuse of small children offends you do not read this story. If the word Spick offends you go somewhere else. This is a sick tale of a family's trip into hell. A drug deal gone very wrong leads Bill and his three little girls and his wife to a prison cell down south. "Look here Cindy we have no fucking choice! My Jew lawyer just texted me with a heads up that the grand jury has handed down indictments for both of us. The fucking cops are probably on the way here. Just get the kids and the bags I packed and meet me in the parking lot. I have to get some shit from the stash." Bill yelled as his wife who stood looking at him as if he had gone mad. "But where will we go? I have to call my mom and tell her." Cindy said as she started to cry. "NO! You can't call anyone! The fucking phones are tapped and give my your cell phone and Amber's now! I have to smash them for they can track us via the GPS chips in the damn things. I saw that on Law and Order. They will come after anyone that we knew to find us. We have to just ghost up and split fucking NOW!" he screamed as he grabbed her purse and took her Droid smart phone and pulled the battery out of it and then smashed the phone and tossed it in the toilet. "This can't be happening, I told you not to get involved with those Niggers downtown." she cried as she felt as if her whole world was collapsing around her. She was right. "You were not bitching when you spent the cash on all those spa trips or the fucking boob job I paid cash for! Just move or you will spend the night locked up with some dikes in Rikers island inmate lockup." he said as he pushed her toward the girl's rooms. "What are we going to do? How will you make a living?" she sobbed as the trouble they were in hit home. "Don't worry about that. I have a job to do for those Niggers downtown that will set us up for a few years. All I have to do is run some product across the border down in Texas. We will just be an American family on vacation in paradise and then we will be coming back to the US of A. They never check white families with kids coming across the Rio Grand. I found us a villa down in Lomas del Real. It is right on the beach of the Gulf of Mexico. You can have a maid and the kids can have fucking Nannies. It will be fun in the sun. Just get your ass in gear!" he said as he shoved her into Amber's room. "Dad why are you yelling? I don't want to go to Mexico! What about Brad and the dance this weekend?" the sweet young teen pouted as she gave him that "but Daddy" look that usually got her whatever she wanted since she was giving him head at night when mommy was deep in lala land from the drugs he gave her. "Give me your fucking phone and do what your mother tells you to. We have to get the fuck out of here or Daddy and Mommy are going to fucking jail and you will end up in foster care being raped by some fat slob welfare dude." he said as he snatched her flat smart phone from her and popped the back off of it and pulled the battery. He did not smash it in front of her for her whole social life was on the fucking thing, with accounts on Twitter, Facebook, and Linked In. He would have to get his family off the net or the cops would find them faster than a whore would turn a trick. "Daddy NO! I have to see Brad! What will all the girls say at school?" she cried as she reached for the phone. "Shut the fuck up!" he said as he slapped her across the face. She stood there in shock for he had never raised a hand to her since she was like six, about the time he started messing with her sexually. "I am sorry but we have to go now!" he yelled as he went up to the attic and got a green duffel bag that held a some hand guns and fake ID's he had got from his nigger boss for all of his family. He was taking his wife and three daughters on the run to paradise, so he thought. When he got downstairs his wife had the three girls in the hallway. They were all crying but moving towards the carport. Bill smashed his phone and Amber's and tossed them in the sink and turned on the garbage disposal. The racket it made chewing up the plastic and glass phones was loud. He left it running as he said fuck it let the fucking FBI deal with it. He got into his Honda Odyssey and drove from Brooklyn to Harlem and stopped at 147th street where LeRoy had his crib. Bill left his family in the van while he dealt with the nigger. "Shit man yo be hotter than fuck! Yo got's to get the fuck out of town now. I got this package needs delivered down in Matamoros across the Rio Grand. Here is the address of my man there. His name be Pedro Gonzales. Now don't fuck with this dude, he be one bad motherfucker! I seen him off a guy for spitting on the fucking sidewalk. Just give him the package and he will give you another address down in Old Mexico where he has some major shit. Yo move that shit back across the border and yo be free of all yo owe me, and that be a fucking lot of bread man. Here are the keys to a Dodge cargo van. The cops will be looking for yo ride no doubt. Yo call this number when yo get down in Brownsville." he said as he handed the honky the package of guns for his man down in Mexico. "I got it. Thanks for all you have done for me man. I won't fuck this up bro." Bill said but he already had. He took the guns and tossed them in the back of the white Dodge van and pulled it out next to his Honda. He got his family in the van and drove out of the city. "Central, this is Unit 3, subject is now driving a 2006 white Dodge van, license number Frank, Tango, 3,3, Niner, 4,6 New York tag. They are headed down I-95 south bound. Contact New Jersey DEA to pick up tail once we cross the state line." detective Sam Spayde said as he hung back and tailed the white van through the heavy rush hour traffic leaving the city. "Are we going to have them tailed all the fucking way to Mexico? Why not bust them now and sweat the info out of him?" his partner asked as they crawled along the packed interstate highway. "Yes we are tailing them all the way to Mexico, and we want to catch bigger fish than this doushbag. He can lead us up the ladder to Pedro Gonzales." Sam said to his new partner. "Fucking great, a road trip and I did not pack my toothbrush." she said as she watched the white van move through the heavy traffic. "No we are not going to follow them all the way to Mexico, just to Jersey. Then they will get picked up by a team from the Newark office. They will hand them off to a unit from DC and so on down the line. The fucker will never be out of our sight." he explained as he watched the van cut a truck off. There was the blast of an air horn as the driver let the 4 wheeler know what he thought of his driving skills. "He is one sick fuck, I want to fuck him up. I heard the tape of him and his little daughter having sex. I hope they throw his ass in the deepest hole in prison and someone breaks it off in him." she said referring to the tapes of the listing devices the DEA had gotten a court order to plant in his home and office. The DEA knew more about his life than he did. "Well he is smart that he never fucked her just had oral sex. That way there is no physical evidence of his crime. You should see the tape of it. That little Amber is quite the looker. I would not mind doing her myself." he said to piss off his rookie partner. "Sam you are a sick bastard, and that is your one good point!" she said as they slowly moved out of the city. Bill saw the Crown Vick following him for the past 20 miles and knew that he was being tailed. He cut off a truck and jumped the curb to an exit and got off the Interstate. He drove to a Walmart parking lot and parked next to a white Honda Civic. He used a slim-Jim to pop the lock and hot wired the auto. He got his family in the stolen car and used the side streets to get out of the city. He switched cars again just south of DC and put a pair of out of state plates he stole at a restaurant parking lot. Bill looked in the rear view mirror at his younger daughter Kelly, she was 6 and had her mother's good looks. He had been grooming her to replace Amber as she was getting too old for his taste and the cunt was starting to blackmail him for more and more things as she held there dirty little secret over his head. He would hold his younger daughter in his lap and rub her pussy under a blanket while they watched some damned TV show on Nickelodeon. He would work his hand under her panties and fondle her naked skin and she would move her hips as she enjoyed his touch to her yoni. He was set for another six years or so until she got too old then it would be Sally's turn to make Daddy happy as she was the youngest at three years old. When he gave her a bath he molested her in the tub showing her his cock and letting her play with the big organ as he rubbed her little slit. He kept his trophy wife (all so ran) doped up on prescriptions drugs and booze. She had been hot and a good fuck but lately all she wanted to do was go to the fucking gym and workout with her personal trainer. He paid the gym 12K a year so she and the kids could keep in shape. He thought that she was doing that dike bitch Liz. Liz was a fit 30-something blond with big tits and a bigger chip on her shoulder. He had hit on the cunt when they first joined. She told him bluntly that she did not do an out of shape wussy, and she was looking for the same thing he was, hot pussy. That was alright with him as it kept Cindy occupied and she seldom asked him for sex anymore. He would give her a Micky and soon she would stagger off to bed and he would bring his daughter in to his bedroom and they would have a nice bout of 69 while she lay passed out on the bed. Amber had gotten her period last month and she had turned cold to him putting him off more often than not saying that she had cramps or a headache. She was turning into a fine young woman, in other words a cunt. He looked back at his younger daughter Kelly and thought of running his hands over her flat body and exploring her tender holes with his tongue. He switched cars when they got into North Carolina and again when he headed west toTennessee. They stayed at cheep hotels not so much to save money but most of them did not have security cameras and did not have a national office that could post their photos telling the staff to call the FBI if they saw his family. This did not go over well with the women of his clan but he put his foot down and they lived with it making him promise that they would have a very nice villa on the beach in Mexico. He took his time getting down south staying off the interstates keeping on back county roads. Three days later he was in Clinton Louisiana on state road 10 where he stopped and sold the stolen car to an old nigger for an older van. He supposed that the van was hot also but he did not have any choice for he was on the run. Kelly had taken to sitting next to her daddy and was enjoying his tender touch and was happy that stinky old Amber was leaving her daddy all to her. He had to temper her lust as she was way too open with her sexual advances wanting him to masturbate her whenever they stopped for more than 5 minutes. His wife even commented and slapped the child's face when she got into bed between her and her husband. He took the child into the bathroom and consoled her by eating her pussy for the first time. She liked that a lot and now wanted him to eat her out whenever they were alone. Late the next day they were into Texas where they stayed at a motel that was on the Gulf in Rockport just north of Corpus Christy off of Texas highway 35. The kids hit the beach that evening and he made a phone call from a payphone at a gas station down the street. It took him an hour to find a fucking phone as they were few and far between with everyone having a cell phone nowadays. He got a hold of one of Pedro Gonzales underlings that spoke English. The meet was set for noon the next day. The spick gave him an address in old Matamoros that was on Carretera San Fernando de Presas-Matamoros route 180. The place was well back off the road and was screened by a growth of old trees. It was about three miles outside of town. They crossed the border the next day.He used the fake ID's that LeRoy had given him and hoped that they would get him through. He was sweating the crossing for he thought that the feds would have his photo at the border crossing. They did but they let him cross over to Mexico so they could tail him to the meet. He drove around the city's crowed street and made several stops trying to see if he had picked up a tail at the border. What he did not know is that while he was in line to cross the bridge an agent of the DEA had put a transponder on his car and they were tracking him from a van parked in Brownsville. He drove to the isolated compound and was let in the gate. The family was taken inside the main house while Bill was taken to a shop at the rear of the compound. He handed over the bundle of guns. "Hay man you sure that you were not tailed here?" Carlos asked as he checked out the automatic firearms. They were 9mm Uizs with long clips that held 30 rounds. "I spent two hours driving around town and stopping at all the normal tourist traps. I never saw the same car twice. Now you have something for me?" he asked as he wanted to get the hell out of the drug kingpin's lair. "Sure thing Gringo I got a package for you. Come and have a drink with my boss. He wants to meet you. This is a great honor for him to want to see you. Come my friend and have a glass of Sangria and some lunch." he said as he hooked the shaky man and led him to the covered patio where a lunch buffet was laid out. He saw his girls sitting at a low table where they were eating Mexican fair. His wife was talking to a young Mexican woman that looked like she walked off a runway of some Paris fashion show. "Welcome to my casa senor Bill. I hear that you brought me some good guns. You are going to be staying in Mexico are you not?" the drug kingpin said as he handed Bill a glass of red wine. "Yes sir, I will be staying down south at a villa in Lomas del Real." he said as he took the glass. "I know that city well. It is a good place to live. I will have some work for you now and then. It would be bueno if you did these little jobs for me. I can keep la policía from bothering you." he said as the two men joined the women at the rear of the patio. "I will keep that in mind sir." Bill said as he put his arm around his wife's hips. "What do you mean that they will not let us go on the fucking raid?" Sam yelled into the handset of the radio as he sat in an unmarked brown van on a hill looking into Mexico. "Sir the head of the Mexican Federal Investigation Agency, or AFI will not give our men permission to go on the raid. They say that this is now a Mexican matter and thank you for your information. There is nothing that we can do but send it up the ladder and have the State Department rattle some cages and see what falls out." the agent on the Mexican side of the border said. "Shit! I bet someone tipped them off. AFI was Founded by President Vicente Fox in 2001 in an attempt to end rampant corruption among Mexican police, the AFI is increasingly seen as being infiltrated by the country's powerful drug gangs. Just make the fucking call and see how fast we can get that motherfucker back to the USA." Sam said as he tossed the handset to the floor of the van. Bill heard the whop whop of a helicopter as it came closer to the drug lord's house. Pedro Gonzales' men ran to the walls of the fortified casa and saw several black SUVs speeding down the short lane to the house. "Fucking AFI! Get Don Pedro to the tunnel and get him away from here!" Carlos screamed as the compound became a mass of chaos with armed men running to defend the house. The front gate was smashed in by a SUV with a snowplow blade attached to the front bumper. Pedro's men opened fire on the car and the AFI agents inside were hit and the car swerved into a fountain and came to a stop and burst into flames as the gas tank was hit by gunfire. Bill grabbed his children who were screaming and pulled them into garden shed. "Daddy what is happening?" Amber cried as she shook with fear. "It is the Mexican police. They are trying to catch Pedro and his men. We should be alright as we are just visiting him here. Stay down girls!" he yelled as bullets slammed into the brick walls of the shed. Shards of brick and broken glass showered down on them as the hugged the floor. Bill pulled Sally to him and rubbed her bottom to keep the child calm. There was a lot of gun fire and screaming men and a lot of Spanish that none of Bill's family understood. The door to the shed was kicked in and men dressed all in black body armor with big white letters saying AFI. They pointed black submachine guns at them. They yelled in Spanish and kicked Bill as he lay on the floor. He put his hands over his head and yelled that he did not speak Spanish. The men grabbed him off the floor and put handcuffs on him. Then they took his children and used plastic wire ties to bind their wrist. They were drug out of the shed and taken to the main room of the house. There were dead men laying where they fell in the gun battle. He saw the young Mexican woman laying dead with several ugly wounds in her chest and one in her head. He looked around for his wife and then saw her setting on a chair with her arms tied behind her back. The top of her dress had been ripped off and her expensive breast were bobbing as she sobbed. Bill was pushed to a chair and a man dressed in a cheep suit came and questioned him. "What is your name and what are you doing here?" he asked as he pulled off his leather gloves and put them on the table. "My name is Bill Boyer. I am from New York City we are here on vacation and I came to look up an old friend." he said as the man pulled a folded paper from his suit coat pocket. " Do not lie to me, that is not the name you used to enter my country. That alone will get you in big trouble. Now what are you doing here?" he yelled as he picked up the leather gloves and struck Bill across his face. "My name is Bill Boyer....." he said as the chair was kicked out from under him and he fell hard to the floor. "Lies will get you nowhere. I am finished with this Gringo puta. Take him and his little sluts to the holding cell at Divan San Lupine prison. Let us see if he changes his tune after a few days in the hole." the thin man said as he rose and left Bill for the other lawmen to take care of. He had a black hood placed over his head and he was dragged to a van and shoved inside. He heard his girls crying. "Daddy is that you? Why are they so mean to us?" his youngest child Sally asked as the van moved out from the raid. "Yes Sally it is daddy. It is all a big misunderstanding honey it will be OK." he said but he was so wrong. "Just what the fuck have you gotten us in to Bill?" his wife Cindy yelled. "Look just keep telling them that we are here on vacation and got in the wrong place at the wrong time. It will be alright." he said as he did not believe the lie himself. "Daddy one of the men did a bad thing to me. He touched my yoni and hurt it bad. I am so scared I want to go home now!" Kelly cried as they drove deeper into Old Mexico. They drove on through the night. "Daddy I have to go pee real bad. I got to go now!" Sally cried a few hours later. Bill banged his head on the side of the van and called out to the men driving the van. "Hay my girls need to use the restroom. Please stop somewhere!" he called out but the men did not hear him or if they did they paid him no mind. He heard the tinkle of is youngest daughter peeing her pants. She cried as she wet herself. A few minutes later Kelly cried as she wet herself. Bill fell asleep sometime during the long night and he pissed his pants in his slept. They were all awakened when the van came to a stop and the door was thrown open. They were grabbed and dragged inside some building and taken down several flights of steps. Bill was tossed into a room with his family. The hoods were not taken off of them and there were no beds or chairs in the bare small room. Bill got to his knees and felt along the walls of the room to see if he could find some water or a toilet. All that he found was that one wall was made of bars. They were locked in a small cell deep underground. He heard some men laugh as the men that brought them there left and their footsteps faded down the long hallway. Someone in another cell called out in Spanish. Bill answered in English, "I am sorry I do not speak Spanish, do you speak English?" "So man what did you do to be taken to this shit hole? You have your family with you? That is a bad thing sir, the police here they are bad men. I am sorry for you." the man said in the darkness. "Daddy I am so scared! I want to go home now!" Sally cried as she rubbed against his side. "We have to be brave and do what ever these men tell us to. It will be OK." he said as his heart sunk in his chest. "Hay Gringo how much for your wife? She looks good enough to fucking eat!" a harsh voice called out from the cell block. That was followed by a non-ending assault of nasty and crude comments most of them thankfully in in Spanish. A door banged open and the other inmates shut up fast. He could hear several boots coming down the hallway towards their cell. The cell door was opened and hands grabbed all of them and they were taken even lower in the prison. Bill was thrust into a steel chair and his arms and legs were cuffed to the legs of the chair. Someone hit him in the back of the head with some kind of club. He saw stars and cried out in pain and shock. "What do you want from me? I will tell you all that I know about Pedro Gonzales and his men." Bill said trying to find an endgame out of the shit he was in. "That wont buy much here asshole. You see Pedro Gonzales and most of his men are laying in the morgue. You are here for the enjoyment of my men. You see you do not exist here. You came into our country illegally using fraudulent identification. Your little family is going to put on quite a show for you and me. I doubt that you will find it so entertaining though." he said as he yanked the hood off Bill's head. The bright light blinded him for a moment and then he saw his wife nude tied spread eagle to a low table. She was gagged and her long blond hair had been hacked off. She looked at him with fear and horror as a big Mexican came in the room. He was nude and sported a huge cock which he shoved in his wife as he mounted her and raped her. "No Oh god no! What can I do to make this stop?" he called out. "Nothing." was all the man standing behind him said as he laughed. Bill looked to the far wall and saw that his girls had been hung from chains by their arms. They were gagged but sill made piteous sounds as they screamed into their gags. They were nude and jerked each time one of the men in the room touched them. "No you bastards leave my kids alone!" he cried. Someone hit him with a cattle prod in the ribs and he screamed as the pain filled his rib cage. He cried out and was hit on the other side with another prod. He saw a man move to his wife's head and rip her gag out of her mouth. She screamed for a moment until the man shoved his cock down her throat. The Spick fucking her nutted and another man got on top of her. She was gang rapped for what seemed to Bill for hours until they cut her off the table and bent her over a chest and nailed her hands to the wooden box. She screamed as a big mex cock was rammed up her ass. A man grabbed her head and held his cock in her face. He started to piss in her face and he made her drink it down. If she let too much of the hot piss get out of her mouth she was beaten with a lead pipe. Her left ear was torn off and her jaw was broken but they kept on abusing her body and raping her ass. He heard his youngest daughter scream as a man took her off the hook she was hanging on and pulled out her gag He put her on the table and bent her legs back to her shoulders and raised her little ass in the air. She screamed as he rammed his large cock into her so tiny pussy. She called out for her daddy to make the men stop hurting her. Bill struggled against the steel chains that bound him to the chair but he only cut his wrists and his ankles. He watched in horror as his sweet little girl was defiled and used in the most vile ways. He saw a man with a thick cock that had open sores seeping puss and blood force the stinking rotting cock down his little child's mouth. She gagged on the nasty cock and vomited on the floor. The Spick beat her face with his fist and then used a rubber hose filled with lead shot to break her nose and cheek bones. When he finished beating her face Bill could not recognize the ruined face as that of his young daughter's. The man fucking her had cum in her pussy and when he pulled his cock out of her body blood and cum leaked out of her small vagina. A third man stepped up and ran his finger up her ass. She screamed again as he then forced his cock up her small undeveloped anus. While he was fucking her up the ass two men came and started to make her drink their piss. Bill thought that they had done the worst that they could do to his children but he was wrong. His oldest girl was taken down from the wall and thrown to the floor. A big black Spick dropped his pants and shit on the floor. He grabbed Amber's golden hair and forced her face in the stinking pile of shit. He made her eat the shit off the floor and kicked her until she licked the filthy floor clean. She puked the vile shit up and he made her eat that. Bill vomited just watching his little girl eating the nasty mess. They forced her over to her younger sister and made her vomit on her face and then forced them to kiss each other while they were raped. He watched in horror as Shelly was taken out of the cell and tossed into the one next door he could see the ten men in the cell fall on the child and rape and abuse her over and over. They beat her and fucked her ass ,mouth and pussy until she passed out. They tossed her beaten nude bloody body out into the hallway where another inmate drug her to the next cell and she was tossed inside to be abused all night long. Bill raged and cried as they used his children. He saw that Amber was taken out of the cell and passed around the cell block. He could hear her screams as the men savaged her over and over. One of the guards came in with a bucket of shit and piss. He dumped in on Bill's head and left him covered in the smelly nasty shit. It got in his eyes and mouth. He tried to spit it out. He lost his sight as the shit burned and blinded him. He sat in the darkness and had to listen to the cries of his wife and children as they begged him to make the horror stop. He did not know how long the rape and torture went on it could have been hours or it could have been days. He passed out only to be brought back to his nightmare world by a bucket of piss being tossed in his face. He was blind now as his eyes were swollen shut and infected by the nasty shit rubbed in them. He begged the men to kill him for he could not bare to hear the faint cries of his dying children. His tormenters just laughed and dragged one of his children in the cell and beat her until she died. They tossed her dead body on him and he wept unable to stop the horrid beatings and rape. It must have been a few days later that he stuck his tongue out of his mouth and bit down as hard as he could as he slammed his chin down on his chest and bit the tip of his tongue off. It took him a few minutes to bleed out and the last thing that he heard was the weak cry of his youngest girl as she was fucked again in the cell with him. It seemed that his run to paradise turned out to be a short trip into hell. This sick tale is complete fiction, any connection to any person living or dead is just a coincidence. 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