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 The corner shop.  Rape, Teen-13, School girl, Virgin, Abused I go to a
mixed secondary modern school, , I am 12 years old, well very nearly 13, my
name is Susan Smith.

   I am fairly tall for my age with long blond hair and blue eyes like my
mum, I suppose you could say I'm quite a pretty girl, possible a bit too
slim but mum said that would change as I got older.  The photo is of me in
my school uniform, it was taken about a month before I was raped.  "Photo
removed" I lived with my mum and my younger sister in a rented terraced
house with a small garden in front, not that far from the school.  So I was
able to walk to school every day with my younger sister who was nearly
eleven.  We'd lost our father, he had a heart attack, the doctors said, he
was very young for something like that to happen, but that didn't help to
bring my dad back.  Mum had a job in town and she was earning just enough
money to keep us, but money was pretty tight and I didn't get any pocket
money.  At the end of our road was a corner shop that sold just about
everything, the proprietor was a Mr.  Hassain, He was Indian or Pakistani,
quite old and a bit fat, bald headed and he had a gray mustache .  I didn't
like him he was sort of slimy and when I was in his shop.  he always use to
stare at my legs, I knew my school skirt was a bit short and in the last
six months I'd gotten taller, mum was going to get me a new one but she
just couldn't afford it at the moment.  Mum had an account at the shop and
often I would get the list of everything she needed and then mum would pay
for all the groceries at the end of the month when she got her pay cheque.
Things went seriously wrong when she became ill and lost her job.  Mum was
now bed ridden and the doctor said it would take a long time for her to get
better.  The corner shop bill hadn't been paid for two weeks; I didn't want
to go down there anymore because Mr Hassain kept asking for the money.  But
mum was insistent that I went and got some food, she wrote a note for Mr.
Hassain telling him that a friend of hers was going to help and she would
be able to pay the entire bill next week.  Mr Hassain was very dubious, and
I had to sign some papers which I didn't really read and I was far too
young and naive to know that a 12 year old couldn't sign any kind of
agreement.  But he gave me all the groceries I needed and even some money
extra for my mum's medicine.  I didn't like the way he always looked at me,
he wasn't a very nice man.  Of course at the end of the week the money
didn't come, I don't know if mum did have a friend or not.  Mum told me I
had to go and see Mr.  Hassain and tell him that she couldn't pay him at
the moment.  I didn't want to go and see him, but I had to, so I told mum I
would call in and see him on the way home from school the next day.  The
next day after school I went into the shop and talked to him, he told me to
come into his office so I went into the back room of the shop with him. 
The back room wasn't very clean he had a bed in the corner a table and two
chairs a TV and lots of boxes and stores piled up around the room even the
chairs were stacked up full with box's.  He got out the papers I'd signed,
I had to set down on the bed next to him and he talked to me.  "You are in
very serious trouble young girl, if your mother can't pay her bill then I
will take these papers to the police and you will be evicted from your
home, you and your little sister will separated and put in to two different
children homes, you mother will be moved to a house for the poor" He really
frightened me.  He continued; " All this will be very bad for your mother's
health, you don't want this to happen do you" I shook my head and he
continued.  "Once they put you in a home you may never see you mother or
little sister again, all I have to do is speak to the police and they will
come round the next day and take you all away" I got really upset, it would
be terrible if something like that happened, I started crying then, and he
gave me a tissue.  "Be a big girl now, how old are you"?  He asked me. 
"I'm twelve, please Mr Hassain.  Don't go to the police" I pleaded crying.
He looked at me up and down, and then stared at my legs, saying.  "You're a
very pretty girl Susan, you know your mothers not going to get the money by
the end of the week don't you" I nodded, I knew he was right it would be
impossible for mum to pay the bill.  He continued: "But I can help you,
you're going to need some food and money for you mums medicine until she is
better" He put his hand on my bare knee, I wanted to push his hand away, I
didn't like being touched by him he was a horrible man, but I knew, I
better be nice to him or he won't help us.  He kept his hand on my knee
telling me.  "You will come back here on Wednesday after school and I will
give you all the food and groceries you need and even some money for your
mum's medicines" I felt his hand slowly moving up my knee towards the hem
of my school skirt, I put my hands on my skirt to stop his hand going any
further.  He stood up then and told me; "So Susan I will see you on
Wednesday to collect all the groceries, you will just have to be a big girl
and go with me into this room for about half an hour and if you're a good
girl then I won't have to go to the police on Thursday morning, because if
I do, then they will be coming round to your house on Friday and you know
what will happen, do you understand"?  I nodded.  He added ; "Better you
don't say anything to your mother or anybody else about our agreement or I
will have to go to the police straight away" We went back into the shop. 
He even asked me if I wanted anything, so I took some potatoes with me.  I
didn't say a word to my mother, just when she asked about the bill I told
her, Mr Hassain said we could sort it out later.  It was Tuesday now and
tomorrow would be Wednesday, I really didn't want to go and see Mr Hassain
in his shop, I don't really think I realised what he meant about going into
his back room together with him for half an hour, I was nearly thirteen but
still very naive and innocent for my age.  Wednesday came.  It was a day
that was going to change my life.  At four o'clock the finishing bell went
and I walked down to Mr Hessians shop.  As usual I was wearing my school
uniform a dark blue blazer, blue skirt white blouse and blue knee length
socks.  When I entered the shop he was busy serving a women, he handed me a
shopping basket and told me to put in everything I needed for my mother,
quickly I filled the basket to overflowing with every item we needed, plus
a few extras.  He finished serving the lady and she left the shop.  I
watched him turn the open sign to closed and he looked the front door.  He
came over to me asking me if that was everything I needed, if not I could
take some more on the way out.  He took the fully loaded basket off me and
put it on the counter telling me; "Go into the back room now I will there
in a moment" I went through and stood in his back room, I looked at my
Mickey mouse watch, mum had given it to me for my eleventh birthday, it was
four thirty I could go home at five, Mr Hassain had said just half an hour.
Mum was expecting me later so she wouldn't worry.  He came into the room,
he'd taken his jacket off.  He asked me.  "Have you got a boyfriend Susan?"
I shook my head.  Then he asked me.  " You're a very pretty girl, have you
ever had a boy friend?" again I shook my head.  I wasn't interested in
boys, well not yet, although there was one boy who I secretly had a bit of
a crush on.  I watched him, he went over to his big TV there was a large
video camera on top of it, I hadn't noticed it before I think he switched
it on.  Then he opened a cupboard next to the bed, he took a white towel
out and spread it out on top of the bed.  I wounded why he put the towel
on, I didn't realise then what it was for.  He stood by the bed.  I think
he must have watched his TV from the bed.  "Take your school blazer off" he
said.  I did what he said and hung it over the back of the chair nearest
me. He came over to me then taking me by the arm he led me over to the bed
making me sit on it.  He sat down next to me saying "Remember what you do
here today is for your mum and little sister, its normal for a pretty girl
like you to help your family.  Afterwards you be able to take all the
groceries home for your mum and I won't go to the police tomorrow, because
if I do, they will come round to your house on Friday.  If you're a good
girl and do as you told, this won't take long" I looked at my watch,
another twenty five minutes and I could go home.  He got up telling me to
put my feet up on the bed.  I turned a bit and put my feet on the end of
the bed, I didn't know whether I should take my shoes of or not, my mum
would never let me put my shoes on the bed.  But I didn't have time to
think about it, he took hold of my hands, telling me "Lie back on the bed
now" I did what he said, he pulled my hands up over my head to the top of
the bed, something cold clicked round my wrist .He did it very quickly and
before I could pull my other hand away he clicked it round that wrist as
well, I tried to pull my hands free but couldn't, he'd handcuffed them
together and the handcuffs were fixed with chain to the head board above my
head.  I was frightened.  He put his hand on my tummy saying.  "Just relax
Susan, I've only done this to keep you hands out the way.  You have to be a
big girl now, because if you start making a fuss then the police will be
coming round to you house on Friday, they will take you, your mum and
little sister away with them, do you want that to happen" I shook my head,
"You have to be a good girl now, do you understand" I nodded as he
continued.  "I have to pull your panties down a little bit now" I was
horrified.  "No please I don't want you to do that" He put his hands on my
legs.  " No.  Please, Mr Hassain I have to go home now " I pleaded.  He
ignored me his hands moving up on the outside of my legs under my skirt, I
felt his fingers feeling for the top of my panties getting hold of the
elastic round the top of my panties.  "No stop it.  No." I started crying
then as he pulled my panties down, desperately I tried to pull my hands
free as he pulled my white panties down my legs, but the handcuffs were
much to tight round my wrists and It was impossible for me to pull my hands
out.  He took my panties off and put them down on the floor next to the
bed. He turned and looked at the TV he said something in what must be his
own language, I didn't understand it.  I realised then that the video
camera was on top of the TV a red light was blinking on it and the lens was
pointing at me on the bed.  He was talking to the camera.  "Please let me
go" I was really frightened, I didn't want him taking any pictures or
videoing me that would be terrible if someone saw it.  I started to plead
with him again.  "Please no pictures or videoing me, please Mr.  Hassain I
don't want you to do that, let me go home now please" "Don't worry Susan"
He said telling me; "Nobody will see the video, it's just for me" Then he
pulled the front of my school skirt up, right up as far as my waist, so he
could see my private parts.  "No.  Stop it" I crossed my legs to try and
hide myself.  I wanted to push my skirt down but I couldn't get my hands
free, , in despair I turned my head to the wall.  I didn't want him looking
at me.  Crying and sobbing , I told him again "Stop.  I want to go home"
Still he ignored my pleading, saying to me; "I'm going to have a look now
to see if your still a virgin.  He put his hands on my knees, his strong
hands pulling my legs wide apart, as he continued; "Now have you been
telling me the truth, you sure you haven't been with any boys" I didn't
understand why he kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, why was that was so
important to him, I'd never had a boy friend, although some of the girls in
my class had boyfriends, but I hadn't, actually I'd never even kissed a
boy. He put his hands between my legs touching my private parts.  Oh god,
it was awful, I was so embarrassed.  I didn't want him touching me or
looking at me "Stop it.  Please I want to go home" He wasn't listening to
me.  His fingers pulling me apart opening my most private parts, his head
was bent down so he could look at me while his fingers were pulling and
opening me, so that he could have a good look and examine the entrance to
my vagina.

   Finally after prodding me with his finger he seemed satisfied that I was
definitely still a virgin, He took his fingers away and I closed my legs.
"Good girl, your still innocent" He said.  "you still have an unbroken
hymen, your maidenhood is intact, you were telling the truth, you're still
a virgin" Of course I was still a virgin, only adults had sex, I wasn't
going to do anything like that, certainly not before I was eighteen.  I
didn't understand why he had to look at me.  Or why it was so important to
him to know that I was still a virgin.  Tears were running down my cheeks,
I kept begging him " Can I go home now, please let me go home now" He got
on the bed pushing his knee between my legs forcing my legs apart so that
he could kneel between them, he bent over me.  I didn't want him near me,
he smelled horrible , why didn't he let me go home.  Bending over me now
and put his hands round behind my legs he pulled and tugged the back of my
skirt up, so that my bottom was on the towel .  Again I pleaded.  " I have
to go now, my mum will be worried, please Mr Hassain let me go now" He told
me then; "Susan stop crying, I will let you go home in a few minutes. 
Listen, I'm going to hurt you a little bit now, not a lot, just a little,
and then you can go home, I'll be quick and if you don't struggle it will
all be over very quickly" " Listen" He continued, "It won't hurt so much if
you just lay still and keep your legs wide apart till I've finished" I
didn't want him to hurt me.  I don't understand any of this.  "Please don't
hurt me, just let me go home" I pleaded He unbuttoned and opened his
trousers.  Horrified I watch him get his thing out.  His revolting penis
looked like a large stiff fat brown sausage, No.  He mustn't do this.  He
bends over me.  I do not want him to do that.  I'm crying.  Desperately I
try to pull my hands out of the handcuffs,, but I can't get my hands free.
He lies on top of me.  He is so heavy.  Sobbing I stammer; "No.  Stop it.
Please I'm only twelve" I'm so frightened, I want my mum.  I should never
have come into this his back room with him, I want to go home.  He smells
awful, just like his shop smells.  I can't stop crying.  I feel so helpless
I just want him to stop and let me go, I want to go home.  He forces my
legs open, His hands in between my legs, I fell his fingers pulling me
apart again.  No.  No Stop it.  I can feel he's trying to push his hard
thing in me.  He mustn't do that, I want him to stop, I'm frightened .  If
he puts his penis inside me is that sex?  Will I still be a virgin
afterwards?  I want to stay a virgin.  Frantically I start to wriggle under
him.  I have to stop him from putting his penis in me.  He mustn't do that.
He put his hand on my chest, pushing down with all his weight to keep me
still.  He's angry, his voice is loud and threatening: "Keep still you
little bitch" I can't move, I can hardly breathe now as he holds me.  He
uses his other hand to push his thing in me.  It hurting now and feels like
I am being stretched apart as he pushes harder trying to force it in my
vagina.  Why is he doing this?  Is this normal?  I try to close my legs but
I can't.  I want him to stop, he shouldn't be doing this to me.  "No.  Stop
it" I cry out to him loudly.  But he's not listening to me.  It's really
starting to hurt now as he starts to push it in me.  No, No he mustn't do
this to me, franticly I kick out with my legs, but I can't stop him.  It's
hurting.  It's hurting.  "No.  No.  Stop it." I scream at him.  I feel a
terrible pain between my legs as he forces it into me, it feels like his
thing is tearing me apart.  I scream in agony now.  He puts his hand over
my mouth to keep me quiet.  I scream into his hand, he's grinning his
horrible little piggy eyes looking at me as he pushes it further inside me.
I am so small and his thing is so big.  He takes hold of my legs and shoves
them further apart, Then he pushes and forces it even further up inside my
tummy, it's really hurting, it feels awful.  He is too heavy and strong for
me.  He keeps his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams now, as he begins
to move it back and forth in side me.  Now that he's entered me he takes
his hand out from between my legs, he pushes my blouse and T shirt up so
that my small breasts are exposed, he puts his hand on them and starts
grouping and squeezing them while he thrusts his penis back and forth
inside me.  I try to think of anything but what is happening to me.  Look
anywhere except his horrible face.  I can feel the tears on my cheeks.  His
penis is so big inside, it's really hurting me.  He is making strange
noises, grunting and sweating now as he starts thrusting it more quickly
back and forth inside me.  It's even more painful now as his movements
start to get quicker and quicker.  I try to open my legs wider apart to
stop it hurting, but it doesn't stop hurting, it just makes it easier for
him to push it even further up inside me.  He said it would be over quickly
if I kept my legs apart.  So I just lay there, sobbing in pain keeping my
legs apart while he does it to me.  I just want it to be over.  Please god
make him stop, but he continues doing it.  I wonder, is he having sex with
me, will I still be a virgin when he's finished.  The pain is getting less
now, his penis isn't hurting me so much now as he moves it inside me.  but
it's still very uncomfortable.  I know he's fucking me, I've heard about it
at school, this is what men do to girls.  I'm being fucked by this horrible
Pakistani man.  All of a sudden he makes a loud grunt and puts even more of
his weight on me as he collapses on me.  I can't breathe he is so heavy. 
He finally moves off me `I feel his thing smaller now.  He pulls it out and
finally moves off me, it's over he's finished.  I want to go home now.  He
takes his hand away from covering my mouth and asks if I'm okay.  I don't
know what to say, I'm hurting between my legs and I'm too frightened to say
anything, in case he won't let me go home.  He gets up of the bed doing his
trousers up.  Telling me: " It's all over now" he unlocks the hand cuffs
and frees my hands.  As I push my skirt down to cover myself.  I see the
blood, between my legs and on the inside of my thighs.  He's made me bleed,
why am I bleeding, I'm scared.  I stammer, " I'm bleeding" He answers,
"That's normal, you were a virgin, all girls bleed a little when they have
their virginity taken" He pulls some toilet paper of the roll and hands it
to me.  I'm all wet now in between the top of my legs, it's not just blood
but like sticky stuff.  I wipe the blood of the inside of my thighs and
legs, pull my skirt down.  I'm very sore between my legs it feels likes a
burning pain, but I'm too scared to say anything, I realize he's just raped
me.  I know for sure that I'm not a virgin anymore now.  He gives me some
me some more toilet paper and hands me my panties, telling me; "You might
still bleed a little bit, so put that in side your panties" I do what he
says and put my panties back on putting the toilet paper inside my panties.
I don't say anything, I think I'm just too ashamed because of what he's
done to me.  Standing up, I want to put my blazer on and go home, he hands
me my blazer I'm standing by the bed.  Horrified I see the large blood
stain on the towel, I know now why he put it on the bed, he knew I would
bleed when he took my virginity.  He gives me some money counting it out.
Fifty pounds for mums medicine and he gives me another ten pounds telling
me that's pocket money.  No one has ever given me pocket money before.  I
have to go home now I tell him I watch him turn of the video camera and we
go back into the shop.  He gives me the groceries telling me I can come and
get anything I need whenever I want.

   When I got home mum was in bed asleep.  I went straight to my room and
had a bath, I felt so dirty and ashamed.  I think I realized then what he
had actually done to me.

   I still had been getting things from his shop quite regularly because I
had to, but I never talked to him, I didn't want to see or be anywhere near
this horrible man.

   Abdul Hassain was 61years old, he'd never married, well not here in
England.  Back in Afghanistan where he came from he'd married at 24 It had
been an arranged marriage, she'd hadn't given him any children and he left
her after 5 years and came to England.  He'd had this corner shop for 4
years now, it hardly made any money but enough to survive and due to the
fact that he lived on the premises in the back room he wasn't too badly
off. It was Friday and he knew the Smith girl would be coming in after
school today, she would need to get groceries for the weekend.  He liked
young white girls and she was a pretty young thing, also very naïve, which
he had taken full advantage off.  It was nearly two weeks ago now, he'd
planned it well, threatening and frightening her into believing she would
be evicted from her home and put into a home, then he'd taken her into his
back room and forced himself on her.  She'd deserved it, thinking she could
have everything for nothing, stupid little white bitch, he'd just taken
part of what he was owed.....  in kind.  He generally thought she had been
older then twelve, she looked more like fourteen and when she started
crying out for her mum and begging him to stop telling him she was only
twelve, well, it was too late then to stop anyway.

   She been a virgin and even after he'd Brocken her hymen and entered her,
her vagina had still been extremely tight, probably because she was so
young and at first it had been difficult to get the full length of his
penis right up inside her, he knew it had been very painful for her but
that hadn't deterred him.  After some good hard thrusting he'd finally
opened the tight little bitch enough, so that he was able to penetrate her
fully and take his enjoyment properly.  It wasn't as if his penis was
enormous, seven and half inches isn't that long, but he did make up for it
in thickness with nearly two inches in diameter it certainly had made it
painful for the young girl, and afterwards when he'd finished fucking the
tight little bitch, he'd come inside her, she was probably too young to get
pregnant, his penis was really sore.

   He had everything ready for when she came today, a DVD cover, it was in
full color and really looked like one that you could rent or buy with some
very explicit and embarrassing pictures on the front and back covers,
including one of her taking the money.  She would be really frightened that
her friends or somebody at her school might see it and with the threat of
having her and her family evicted, he knew she would now be completely in
his control.

   He knew some very wealthy Pakistani business men who would like some
fresh young white meet and he was sure they would pay a lot of money to
have sex with this pretty young white girl.  With luck she would make him a
lot of money.  Also she probably had some pretty young girl friends.  Even
her younger sister would be useable next year and he would get a lot more
money for a virgin.  He checked his watch, she would be here soon.

   Part two

   It was about three weeks later, I was in his shop, mum had sent me to
get the food that we needed for the week end.  After he had rung up
everything in the till and put all the items into three large plastic bags.
He said to me: "You still owe me a lot of money, You will have to go into
the backroom today" Shocked, I stammered.  " No.  Please Mr.  Hassain I
don't want to do that" He grabs hold of my arm, telling me; "You don't have
any choice girl, do you think all the food and money is for nothing, do you
want me to go to the police, get you evicted, and this video I have of you"
He puts a DVD down on the counter in front of, and said: "Do you want all
your school friends and lots of other people to look at that!.  Do you?" Oh
god it was terrible, I stared at the naked pictures of me on the front
cover.  It was disgusting; the pictures showed everything, except that his
face was blanked over so you couldn't recognize him, but you could see
everything of me and what he was doing to me.  He turned it over showing me
a photo of me holding my hand out, taking the money he'd given me. 
Shocked, I shook my head.  "Please don't show anyone this" I pleaded;
"Please Mr.  Hassain" But I was going to have to go into the back room.  He
pushed me towards the back, telling me; "Now get in there" Oh no.  I don't
want to do this.  I knew, I didn't have a choice.  Mum was getting better
slowly now and it would be terrible if he had us evicted and even worse
than that, I just don't know what I would do if anybody saw that video. 
He's a horrible man.

   I walked very reluctantly into his back room.  I felt awful, I was so
frightened of what he was going to do to me.  Immediately I saw that the
video camera was now on a tripod and the room was tidier.  He came into the
room telling me; "If you're a good girl then this won't take long" He made
me stand in front of the table facing the camera, I watched him switch on
and adjust the camera.  He stood next to the camera telling me.  " Take of
your blazer" I just stood there, I knew I had to do what he said.  Tears
welled up in my eyes, I took my blazer off and put it on the chair next to
the table.  He pointed to the camera lens, telling me I had to keep looking
at the camera.  "Keep facing the camera.  Now slowly undo your blouse and
take it off" This wasn't right, he was a horrible man.  Crying now, I
unbuttoned my blouse and took it off, putting it with my blazer. 
Underneath it I was wearing a small elastic bra.  "Good girl" He continued.
"Take your skirt off"

   He watched the sniveling young schoolgirl take her blouse off , he knew
the girl would have to do what he said, the video had really embarrassed
her.  The girl was so frightened that somebody might see it and she still
really believed that he could have her and her family evicted.

   She stood there in front of the camera crying, tears running down her
cheeks which she continuously wiped away with her arm.  She was very white,
a bit skinny, a boyish figure, but with her long blonde hair she was really
very pretty and she looked so young, fresh and innocent.

   He was certain his Muslim friends would pay well to use and abuse this
young white innocent catholic school girl.  After he had finished filming
her, he would cut and edit the video so he could send it out tonight and
next week she would be making money for him.  He would clean up one of the
rooms upstairs, outback in the yard he had an old metal bed that he could
use, The girl would have to tell her mother that she had to work in his
shop every day after school, for a couple of hours to pay off the debt.  He
realized he would have to get the upstairs shower working again.  in two
hours that would be enough time for at least five men or even more to use
the girl, he wondered how much he could charge each of them.

   He looked at the young girl, his investment.  The little bitch was going
to make him a lot of money.  He told her again: "Take off your skirt"

   I unbuttoned my skirt letting go it slipped down my legs to the floor
round my ankles, I put it with my blazer.  I was standing now just in my
knee length socks bra and panties.  If he just wanted to video me, at least
that would be better than him doing something else to me.  "You don't have
to be shy" He said " Nobody will see your video, as long as you're a good
girl and do as your told" He continued.  "Now show me what a pretty girl
you are.  Take off your bra and panties" He stood there, waiting, looking
at me I knew he'd want me to take all my clothes off, not that I really had
any modesty left now after what he had done to me.  I unclipped my bra and
removed it, I felt so embarrassed and ashamed, I pulled my panties down and
took them off.

   He watched her undress, after she had removed her panties she just stood
there pathetically trying to cover her nakedness with her hands and arms.
"Stand straight up with your hand by your sides" He told her.  She did what
he said and he got behind the camera, zooming in on her he slowly panned
the camera slowly down her young body, starting on her tearful face then
down to her small budding breasts tipped with delicate nipples, her flat
stomach, slowly down to her blond pubic hair, not much more than a little
fluff between the top of her legs.  Finally down her young slim firm legs
to her small ankles.  Telling her to turn around, he then filmed her from
behind admiring her long slim legs and tight little bottom He could feel
his prick was getting hard.  Leaving the camera on he walked over to the
girl grabbing hold of her hair he told to get down on her knees in front of
him.  Still holding her hair he opened his trousers and pulled his now
stiff penis out, he positioned himself in front of her.  "Put it in your
mouth" The girl tried to pull and turn her head away, but he held her long
hair tightly and yanked her head back until her face was in right front of
his prick.  Holding his prick with his other hand he moved it towards her
mouth.  "Open your mouth" The girl protested "No.  Please no" But he
twisted her hair hurting her Reluctantly she parted her lips and he pushed
his penis into her sweet young mouth.  He saw the look of disgust oh her
face as he pushed it further into her mouth.  "Suck it"" He felt her lips
round his penis, he started slowly pulling her head back and forth, forcing
the young girl to suck his prick.  "Good girl" He told her " just suck it
like the lollipops you buy in my shop" He groaned as he watched her sucking
him, enjoying the wonderful feeling.  Quickly his penis became fully erect.
he was ready to take his full enjoyment now.  Holding her head still, he
pulled his stiff penis out of her mouth.  "Stand up" He pulled her round to
the table making her face the table.  Pushing her on the back of her head
he told her, "Bend over the table, keep your legs straight, get your head
down, on the table." She didn't seem to realize what he was going to do,
with his hand in the middle of her back he held her bent over the table as
he positioned himself behind her.  He put his penis in between her legs,
she felt him exclaiming; "No.  Please that hurts.  please don't hurt me
again" "Keep still" he told her "You're not a virgin anymore, it won't hurt
you this time" He held her firmly and started to push his penis into the
young girl.  She screamed "Nooooooo.  stop it" as he entered her.  She was
tight, but not like the first time when he'd brutally destroyed and broken
her hymen, as he'd taken her precious virginity.  He had thoroughly enjoyed
being the first, robbing the young girl of her innocence.

   He thrust hard now, pushing his penis right up inside her tight vagina.
With his hands tightly holding her slim waist he kept her bent over the
table, as he started thrusting back and forth in side her.  The crying
girl, her knuckles were white as she held desperately on to the sides of
the table, as he moved inside her and took his enjoyment.  The girl started
pleading:

   " Please stop.  Please stop it" But he certainly had no intention of
stopping until he'd satisfied his lust.  He held her tightly keeping bent
over the table as his thrusting began getting quicker and harder.  Finally
he reached his orgasm, he ejaculated and emptied his sperm deep inside the
young girls belly.  The girl hadn't even started having her periods yet so
there was little chance of her becoming pregnant.  His lust finally
satisfied, he withdrew, pulling his now limp penis out of the young girl.
The man looked at his penis then between the girls legs, he was
disappointed there was no virgin blood to see this time.  but at least it
confirmed that he'd done a good job breaking her in the first time.  He did
his trouser up and took a roll of toilet paper from the shelf.  The girl
got up and turned round, you could see his sperm dribbling down the inside
of her legs.  Ha handed her the toilet roll telling the girl, "Clean
yourself up and put your clothes back on" After the girl was dressed again
he showed her the paper explaining how much she still owed him, including
the interest that he added weekly explaining it was normal a normal rate
for lending money.  He told her he'd been was very generous and had
deducted 150 pounds, but only because she had been a virgin the first time,
but now just for sex, he would deduct 25 pounds each time, but only if he
was satisfied with her.  The girl was quiet listening to him as he
continued telling her she would have to come to his shop at least 4 times a
week, but even that would not be enough to pay her debt.  He told her, she
would have to find another pretty young girl at her school, about the same
age as herself and bring her to his shop.  He insisted, he only wanted a
nice pretty young white girl, and she had to be a virgin or he wouldn't
deduct anything from her bill.  He told her he wanted to see her on Monday
to know if she had found another girl for him.

   I walked away from his shop carrying the groceries.  It was over, I'm
not going to think about what he'd just done to me.  It was horrible and
disgusting, but at least this time it wasn't so painful and he didn't make
me bleed.  I realized he had me trapped and the only way out was to find
him another girl for him quickly, then he wouldn't be so interested in me
anymore.  There is a girl at school and she's very pretty, bit shorter than
me, slim with long brown hair, I'm not sure if she is twelve or thirteen
but she must be about the same age as me because were in the same class. 
Teresa is her name and we are even quite good friends.  I knew her parents
were very strict and she has to go to church, sometimes twice a week,
actually she's really a very nice shy girl.  And I was certain she was a
virgin, I knew that she had never had a boy friend.  If I could persuade
her to come with me to his shop, then after that, he would leave me alone.
I had an idea how to get Teresa to his shop and I think it will work.

   Unfortunately Teresa wasn't at school on Monday she was away with her
parents and wouldn't be back at school till Thursday.  After school
finished I made my way to his shop so I could tell him that I probably had
a new girl for him.

   Abdul Hassain was very pleased, soon after he had sent the email out,
more than 12 men had showed a lot of interest, in his very special offer,
most were friends he knew very well, so he was sure they would keep it a
secret.  He had decided to charge 150 pounds a time, for that money they
could have a maximum of 20 minutes with the girl and nobody had said it was
too expensive.  Over the weekend he had cleaned out the room upstairs, put
the old bed in and found a mattress that fitted it.  The shower was now
clean and working again.  He had arranged for three of the men to come on
Monday, he had decided that three men would be enough for her first time.
He had even agreed they could have it a bit cheaper as it was the first
time for the girl and she needed to be broken in properly.

   At his shop now, I told him about Teresa and described how she looked,
telling him he wouldn't be disappointed she was very pretty and I was sure
she was definitely still a virgin.  He seemed interested, but then he told
me I would still have to do a little work for him today.  Also it would be
better if I told my mother, that from now on I was going to work in his
shop every day after school for a couple of hours, to pay off the debt.  He
took hold of my arm pulling me towards another door at the side of the
shop. "No Please.  Mr.  Hassain I have to go home today" But he just
ignored me opening the door he pushed me through it, telling me to go on up
the stairs.  On the landing he took me into one of the rooms, it was nearly
empty apart from an old metal bed and some boxes stacked up on one side. 
As soon as we were in the room he told me: "Take off your clothes, all of
them" He pulled me over to the bed.  "Take your clothes now" He demanded,
then saying: "Or do you want everybody to see your nice dirty video" He
watched as I undressed.  I had to take all my clothes off.  I started to
plead with him "Please I don't want to have sex, I don't like doing that,
it hurts.  Please Mr.  Hassain I don't want to do it" He pushed me onto the
bed, telling me.  "You have to work for me, now lay back on the bed" I laid
back on the bed and he pulled my hands up above my head to the metal
bedstead.  "Please, no sex.  Please" I continued to plead, but he ignored
me He handcuffed my hands to the bed.  Telling me.  "I am not going to have
sex with you, but you are going to make me make me some money today" As
soon as my hands were handcuffed properly to top of the bed, he grabbed one
of my ankles and put a strap round it, pulling my leg to the side of the
single bed he tightened the strap pulling my foot down off the side of the
bed.  He went round to the other side of the bed and did the same with my
other ankle .  Then began adjusting the straps forcing me to part and open
my legs, tightening both straps until my legs were pulled so far apart that
even my thighs were opened and spread wide apart.  He fixed the straps like
that so I couldn't close my legs.  It was really hurting now because the
tight straps were keeping my thighs stretched so wide apart I told him:
"That's too tight it hurting" He told me: "Once you've learnt to open and
keep your legs apart, then I won't have to use these straps on you"

   He continued: "Listen you can scream, but nobody will here you so just
keep still and it will be over quickly, this will make it easier for you"
He had something in his hand it looked like a pessary, my mum had some in
her medicine cupboard.  He put his hand between my legs and pushed the
pessary up inside my vagina.

   He left the room then, leaving me like that, handcuffed to the bed with
my legs strapped wide apart.

   Down stairs Mr.  Hassain spoke to the two men that had been waiting in
his back room Abdul and Abuja it was agreed that Abdul could be first.  He
explained that the girl was very inexperienced and reluctant about doing
this, so he'd handcuffed het to the bed and put straps on to keep her legs
apart.  She just needed some training, that's why he given them a cheaper
rate.  He told Abdul it wouldn't be necessary to use a condom, the girl was
clean and still too young to get pregnant.  he added laughing as Abdul
started going up the stairs, and don't take too long others are waiting to
use her



   I thought he had gone to get his camera to take pictures and film me
again.  It was about 5 minutes later I could feel the pessary that he had
pushed up inside my vagina had dissolved, it was now oozing out of my
vagina making me all wet between my legs, I wanted to wipe myself but
couldn't.

   Then to my horror the door opened and another man came in, a man I had
never seen before.  He was a horrible old fat Pakistani or Indian I don't
know what nationality, probably about the same age or older then Hassain.

   He came over and stood at the end of the bed looking down at me.  he
took his brown jacket off.  I watched him undo his belt, he pulled it off
dropping it on the floor.  I knew now what he was going to do to me.  "No
Please Mr.  Please.  Don't do that to me" I pleaded but I knew that he
wouldn't listen me.  The bed made a creaking noise as he got on it.  I
turned my head and looked at the wall to my right, I didn't want to look at
him.  I was crying staring at the wall, a small picture was hanging on it
in a wooden frame, it was a mosque I think.  The bed creaked as the man
move further up the bed between my opened legs, until he was kneeling
between my thighs.  I heard him undoing and opening his trousers.  "No. 
Please".  I sobbed.  He bent over me.  I pulled desperately against the
straps now trying to get my feet free, I wanted to close my legs somehow to
try and stop him.  But it was useless the straps round my ankles keeping my
legs spread wide apart were so tight making it impossible for me to close
my legs.  I felt him between my legs.  Then suddenly he was pushing his
penis into me.  The pessary that Hassain had put in me had lubricated my
vagina so that it was easier for him to penetrate me.

   It was revolting and uncomfortable but at least there wasn't any pain
now as he pushed his penis up inside me.  I just kept staring at the wall
as he put his large hands over my small breasts, squeezing and holding them
tightly, he started thrusting and moving his penis quickly back and forth
in side me.  He kept doing it to me till he finally grunted loudly and I
felt him ejaculate inside me, then he was finished and it was over.  He got
off me, dressed and left the room.  My legs were really aching and hurting
now because the straps were keeping them stretched so wide apart.  The door
opened and another strange man came in the room, he didn't look very
different then the other man.  I just laid still on the bed and stared at
the wall I kept staring at the wall all the time while he did it to me. 
After he had finished having sex with me and gone out of the room, Hassain
came back into the room.  I begged him to undo my legs and let me go home.
He told me I will only undo your legs if you're a good girl, there are
another two men waiting to fuck you, if you promise to open your legs for
them, then I will undo the straps and afterwards when they have finished
you can go home." I knew if I refused he would leave me with my legs still
strapped apart, so I agreed" Yes I'll do what you want, please undo my
legs. He undid the straps and freed my legs.  That was so much better now
that my legs were free.  As he left the room he told me: "Remember to open
your legs or the straps go back on" It was only a few minutes after he had
gone out of the room when the door opened and another man came in.  He was
also Asian, fat and old.  He walked over to the bed removing his jacket
then belt.  I turned my head and looked at the same spot on the wall again
As he got on the bed, I opened my legs for him, I didn't want to but I had
too.  He was sweating while he did it to me and he stank terribly, but I
kept my legs wide apart till he'd finished, thank god it was over very
quickly.  After he had finished and as he put his jacket back on again, he
looked at me said something to in his own language, I didn't understand him
but then he said it in English.  He told me I was a dirty slut, then he
went out As soon as he left the room the next man came in to use me.  I
just stayed there laying on the bed crying, as he came over to the bed I
opened my legs for him.  I just laid still and stared at the wall with my
legs apart while he did it to me.  Hassain was right, if I just laid still
and kept my legs wide apart the men finished quickly.  I think I realized
then this was all part of my grooming and breaking in process so I would
work for him.

   I was going to bring Teresa to his shop next week, that would make it
easier for me.  Then once he was busy with Teresa, perhaps he wouldn't need
me to work for him. .







   Teresa parents had given her permission to go to my house after school
today and show me how to install some new games on my old computer.  As we
walked towards my house after school I told her I had to stop at the corner
shop and collect the shopping for my mum.  I looked at Teresa, hoping that
Hassain would be pleased with her, she was without doubt one of the
prettiest girls at my school I knew all the older boys looked at her.  She
came from a very good family and they were strict Catholics so I was
certain she would still be a virgin, Hassain had insisted he only wanted me
to bring him a virgin.  Being honest, actually I didn't feel that bad about
taking her to Hassain, I mean, it only really hurts the first time when he
takes your virginity, I remember when Hassain did it to me the first time,
it was really painful and I bleed a lot, Hassain has a large fat penis,
well it is certainly a lot bigger than any of the other men he made me have
sex with.  After my first time when he had finished breaking me in I was
really sore for about four days.  But after that first time, once you have
been opened and broken in properly if your vagina is well lubricated then
it really doesn't hurt when other men put there penises in you to fuck you,
and the pocket money I was getting now had made a big difference to my
life. Teresa was a bit of a snob, because she was very pretty and all the
boys looked at her, she thought she was better than the rest of us, so
today after Hassain had finished with her she won't be so snobby anymore.
Finally Teresa and I arrived at his shop.....

   Part Three soon.....