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.

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