LittleRileyCaught_pt1.txt by: Dman The naked man grinned and looked down at the small, shivering girl in front of him, panting slightly from the hunt. Her name was Riley. She was a small little girl, thin but not skinny, with a round face and small features. Her eyes were blue, her dirty blonde hair hanging to her shoulders, messy from her running. She was wearing light-blue summer PJ's, shorts and a t-shirt that was too big for her, and yellow, frilly socks. Looking down at the child, down her shirt, he could just make out her flat nipples and frail chest where her large shirt hung open. He had her, deep in the forest where nobody could hear. Riley stood on the forest floor, looking down at her yellow socks, dirty from running away. She shivered, glancing up at him fearfully, hands scrunching the hem of her t-shirt in nervous fists. He had her cornered against a tangled mess of spiney, thorny vines. She knew she had nowhere else to run. In fact, he had herded her here, on purpose. Silently he lashed out, striking her frail face in a brutal slap, sending her spinning to the dirt with a squeal. He lept forward, large hand on her flat chest pinning her to the ground. She lay there, stunned, eyes wide with shock. He grinned, cock so hard it was flat against his stomach. Kneeling beside her, he pressed a finger into her tiny chest, where he thought her nipple would be. He pressed hard, harder until she squealed, tiny hands flying up to protect her chest. He chuckled then, grabbing both her thin wrists and pulling them over her head. Tying her hands together with rope he had stored here earlier, he fastened her wrists to the base of the thorn bush, then stood. Riley's eyes were screwed shut, making little squealing noises as she tried to pull her hands free. Grinning, he kicked the little girl with his bare foot, gently. Her eyes snapped open fearfully, swollen from her crying. He waggled his cock at her, laughing as she closed her eyes again, frantically trying to pull her hands free. Careful not to get kicked, he kneeled at her feet, grabbing her left foot and pulling, hard, stretching her tiny body. Quickly, he tied it to a stake in the ground, then grabbed her other foot, flailing as she tried to kick him. Stretching it the other way, he could see the tendons of her arms tight against her skill as her whole body was spread out on the dirt. Tying her foot, he stopped to admire his work, cock throbbing with lust. There before him, was a tiny little girl, no more than 8 years old. She was crying, tiny chest heaving with quiet sobs. Her face was beginning to bruise from where he'd slapped her. Her arms were stretched straight above her head, exposing her cute little underarms. Her legs were pulled to either side of her small body, stretching her into an upside down T-shape, stretching the cloth of her nightime shorts tight over her young cunt. He could just barely make out the shape of her tiny labia through the material, and the sight made the blood pound in his ears.