Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. FORCED ORGASM, Chapter 1 Mg, noncons,oral,dom,rape Chapter 1 Teri was 9 when I got her. I'd been planning my strategy for almost a year, preparing the site, buying the materials, getting ready. I guess I should start from the beginning. I found the property a dozen years back. My cousin had lived there - a small ranch at the end of a county road off the Black River. He'd run a hundred head of cattle but had sold the place to someone when the market collapsed. The thing that interested me was the cave he had found. It had been perfect, set deep into the side of a hill the main corridor dropped down about 40 feet fairly quickly so a well secured rope was needed to get in and out. It opened up into a decent sized chamber with three or four branches heading off into eerie darkness. I'd sold my dot com business and had more money than I could spend so buying the property was not hard. I held out cash and they grabbed it. It took me months to run lights, do some partitioning, build the chambers I needed, and to scout the right target. I rented an apartment on a month to month basis, paying cash, not providing any identification other than 3 months payment in advance. Cash does come in handy. The place was horrible, the neighborhood depressing, and drug dealers abound ed. It took me almost three weeks to pick out Teri. she was the perfect target for me. Daughter of a single mother delightedly hooked on crack, the child was desperate for anyone to pay attention to her and buy her things - even food. She was skinny as a rake. I quickly learned her schedule, watching her come home from school at 3 each afternoon for a week. I easily managed to become her friend by sitting on the front stoop of my building eating a donut as she passed by. She stopped and looked at the sweet. "Here, little girl. You want one?" Hehehe, I made a friend. I know she would be the one as soon as I evaluated her situation. I fed her donuts and candy each afternoon for a week before I asked her about her family. I learned she didn't have a father, that her Mom was rarely home and never at home at night. She told me she was always scared when Mom wasn't home and even more scared when she brought men home with her. I had to move slowly but I was motivated to get what I wanted so I kept at it. Then my doorbell rang. Rainbeaux looked meek when I opened the door. Her eyes were deep sunk in her head, her face was pocked with little sores, and she stank. "You the guy been feeding my girl?" Ahhhh, Teri's mother had finally showed up. "Depends on who your girl is." Rainbeaux was looking me up and down as if to be able to judge anything in her fuddled brain. "You know who I talking about. The skinny little blond, Teri. You knows her." Rainbeaux was almost wiggling around, trying to look past me into my sparsely furnished apartment. "Oh, yeah, I know Teri.. Sweet kid." "You wanna fuck her?" I'm sure a smile broke out on my face eventhough I tried to restrain it. "She's just a kid." "Yeah, but you been nice to her. Ain't nobody nice without wanting something. You wanna fuck her or not?" "Why do you ask me that? You want me to fuck her?" "You got $500?" "Oh, you want to sell her to me for $500?" Rainbeaux could barely contain her geeking self, constantly looking around the hallway, trying to see if anyone was watching us. "Lemme come inside." I stepped back and ushered her in. She turned, "Look, we needs the money. I can't work, I can't even get enough dough to take care of me, let alone some fucking little kid. You wants her or not?" My mind was working overtime. Of course I wanted the child but there was so much more to it than that because what I wanted to do to her required total secrecy. I know that her Mom could sober up sometime in the future and want her back. Trouble would be that the kid would be a completely different and ruined child if that happened. I had to quickly figure this one out. "Yeah, maybe I want her, maybe I don't. If I take her it has to be for permanent, not just for a quick fuck. " The bitch's reaction didn't really surprise me. "You mean you'd take her off my hands permanent?" "That's what you want, right?" "Oh, mister, I'll do anything if you'll take her for good. Damn, that's just zackly what I need. Her fucking gone. When can you give me the money? When can you take her?" She rubbed her hands together like a jew shop keeper. "You wanna fuck me, too?" The thought almost made me puke. "Get naked and let's see." She began shedding her clothes and within seconds stood naked before me. Bruises marked her arms and legs. A bright red stripe ran from her left shoulder down her abdomen ending in her right thigh. Her cunt hadn't been shaved in weeks but at least her tits didn't look too bad. I judged her to be no more than early to mid-twenties. You couldn't have paid me to fuck her. She was obviously a crack whore. I pushed her towards the apartment's dirty bathroom and turned on the hot water. "You getting in with me?" I shook my head and began washing the dirty whore. I wanted to get her clean enough that she wouldn't stink. I slapped her across the face a couple of times for the fun of it. "What'd ya do that for?" "Sober you up." "Oh. That's OK then." I slapped her again, harder this time. "You kin beat me for $20 if you want. Jes' don't cut me, OK?" I seriously considered it. I turned the hot water off, let her get the shock of the cold. She screamed. I laughed. I pulled her out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her, picked her up and threw her on my bed. I put on a condom and quickly mounted her. No foreplay, no touching, sure as hell wasn't going to eat her, just fuck. I pulled her ankles up to my shoulders and folded her double, my 8" cock quickly buried in her loose cunt. I banged her hard, hurting her as I pounded. I kept up the heavy strokes until I felt my orgasm coming. I yanked out and stripped the wet condom off my cock and shoved it in her mouth, holding her nose as I finished another dozen strokes. She struggled to breathe, to break free. I shoved my cock to the hilt down her throat, watching the life ebb from her as I refused her oxygen. Just as she passed out I came deeply in her and let go her nose. I rolled off and looked at her wondering if I had killed her of if she would recover. Damn, she started gasping for breath. It was then that my plan came together. I wanted her to get wasted - literally. I gave her money to buy crack and sent her on her way. Over the next few days she had all the crack she wanted, then I cut her off and moved Teri in with me. I pushed Rainbeaux out the door, telling her she had to toss tricks to get money to support her kid. I made it clear she had to bring me everything she made. It only took a week before she was found in an alley with a dull knife stuck in her heart. Some local john had done just what I wanted. The next day Teri and I disappeared to the backwoods of Rutland, her sleeping soundly under a blanket in the back seat. No one would miss us. I stopped at the farm house and flipped the switches that controlled the cave power supply. Teri drank a large glass of milk, nicely laced with sedatives, the flavor concealed by Hershey's chocolate. In minutes, the 9 year old was sound asleep again. The room was well prepared. When the girl woke up she was naked, her short thin legs spread wide, held in position with a spreader bar fastened to the floor. She lay supine on a narrow bed, her legs hanging over the edge leaving her bald young cunny at the edge looking up at the world. Her flat bare chest heaved as she struggled with her bonds. It was time for my experiment to begin. I bent before the girl and lightly touched her, running my fingers from her feet up her ankles, caressing her gently, lightly touching her with both hands. Up her legs, to her knees. She tried to close her legs but the spreader bar prevented her from doing so. END OF CHAPTER 1.