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   He pushed the door open to the cold, almost surgical, room.  There
before him, as promised, was a beautiful, naked little girl strapped onto
some sort of gynecological table; a black silk bag covering her head.  As
he approached the bed, the girl began to struggle against her restraints
and attempted to speak through whatever was covering her mouth beneath the
hood.  "She must have heard me come in", he thought out loud.

   He stood before this amazing creature and began to imagine the things he
could do with her.  He couldn't believe he had this sort of opportunity. 
He had prosecuted men for simply attempting what he was about to do.  Put
them away for years for sexual assault, child abuse, and more -- and here
he was going to finally get to experience the joy himself.

   He stepped closer and began to unbutton his pants as his cock grew
harder and harder.  He briefly looked around the cold room and directly at
the mirror on the wall before him, which he was sure hid his mysterious
benefactor.  He wasn't sure why he was lucky enough to receive this gift,
but he surely wasn't going to let it go to waste.

   He leaned down to smell the beautiful little body before him and kissed
the tight little pussy that he would soon be defiling.  Looking again at
the mirror, he knew he wanted to give the "man behind the curtain" the full
show.  The little girls knees were stretched wide and above her, although
her little pussy was closed tightly.  The many began by kissing her thighs
and slowly worked his way downward toward his prize.

   When he finally reached the front of her pussy, the little girl tensed
up not knowing what to expect next.  He began teasing her little clitoral
hood with the tip his tongue and then following the entire crease of her
pussy, licking her and tasting every bit.

   His large cock swung beneath him as he continued his oral assault why
the girl began to squirm and press back against his mouth, making it
obvious that she was actually enjoying the sensation.

   On the table next to the bed was a variety of devices and products; one
such product being a large tube of warmed lubricant.  He squirted a glob
onto his hand and began to rub it around the head of his swollen cock; a
cock that had caused pain in adult women [his own wife taking weeks to get
accustomed] would now be plunging into this little creature no more than 8
or 9 years old -- not much older than his own daughter.

   He stood up onto the stepping bench and positioned his cock at the
opening of this little girls tightly closed pussy hold and looked into the
mirror with a smile and a wink.  He began to push a little and realized
that even with lube it was not going to be easy.  He knew he was just going
to have to bear down and force his meat into her tight little cunt, opening
her as he went.  He also knew that it would probably be easier of he did it
all in one long, hard stroke.

   He spread her lips widely apart, cradled the large mushroom head of his
cock into the little crease, grabbed, her hips tightly, and began to force
his way in.  He could feel the tearing of her hymen as she tried to scream
through the gag and then he thrust with all he could muster and filled her
with his entire 8 inches.  He felt a constricting ring around the head of
his cock so he knew he had pushed into her little uterus as well.

   The feeling was incredible, tight, and warm.  It was all too much for
him as he begam to cum uncontrollably, filling her little girl womb with
his seed.  It felt like gallons draining out of his balls and into this
little girl as he pulled out half way and began thrusting.  He could feel
her shaking under him and knew that she was crying under the mask, but felt
better knowing that she would never know the face of the man who did this
to her.

   When his cock was sufficiently drained, he walked to the side of the
table and began licking and sucking on her tiny nipples -- not even puffy
yet.  The tiny nipples grew stiff under his tongue and the thought of
fucking her again began to get him hard again.  He moved back around to the
front for another go and he saw cum and blood dripping from her now open
cunt.

   Rather than go in again, he decided to take her up the ass.  Following
the instruction card on the table, he pulled a crank and the bad popped,
freeing the platform to be rotated.  He lifted once side of the bed and
found that he could easily spin her around so that she was face down with
her ass in the air.

   Again he grabbed the lub and this time squirted it around her asshole --
pushing a finger inside.  Her instant tensing up made him wonder if this
was even possible, but the thought of fucking this little girl up the ass
had his cock engorged again.

   He pushed his cock against her little brown pucker and pushed in slowly.
This time she would feel every inch of his throbbing cock.  Once in he
waited for her to relax.  When it seemed as if she wouldn't, he said,
"Relax...  don't squeeze." When he had to tell her a 2nd time, he smacked
her little ass as hard as he could.  She began sobbing upside down under
the hood, but attempted to relax her ass.

   He begin pistoning in and out of her little ass until again he was ready
to cum.  He pushed hard, burying his cock to the hilt, and began to fill
her little ass with his cum.

   Finally spent, he pulled out, turned her back over on her back, and sat
down in the recliner for a rest.  A smile creeping across his face and a
sense of satisfaction in his eyes.  "Thank you!" he shoulted toward the
mirror.

   "You're welcome, Mr.  Thatch.", the voice beamed through the speaker on
the wall.

   "Wait...  how do you know my name?  I thought this was an anonymous
service!", he sputtered with sudden fear.

   "Mr.  Thatch, when we met in the chat room a few weeks ago, it was not
by accident.  I had been watching your network activity and waiting for you
to show your true colors.  I knew that the only way you could go after men
so aggressively -- almost religiously -- is if you were hiding feelings of
your own.  You see, six years ago you prosecuted me for child pornography
because I had a video of a girl doing a strip tease.  I assumed she was 18
or 19 but you managed to convince the jury that she was a mere 14 or 15
years old.  I got 5 years in prison, Mr.  Thatch.  For doing nothing to
anybody.  And you -- in your hypocrisy -- have actually raped a little
girl. A little girl that will never be the same.  What should happen to
you, Mr.  Thatch?"

   "But I..  I didn't know that..."

   "Know what, Mr.  Thatch?  That you could get in trouble?  That you could
go to prisonZ?  Well I am not going to turn you in.  The damage you have
done to yourself is my punishment.  My gift to you."

   "Wha...  what do you mean?"

   "Look to the mirror, Mr.  Thatch."

   As he looked at the mirror, the lights in the room dimmed and a light
came on behind the two way glass.  He could clearly see his wife sitting in
a chair, bound and tape across her mouth.  Tears clearly in her eyes as she
looked at him with horror and disgust.

   "Honey?  Oh my god, are you okay?  Did he hurt you?" But he knew that
whatever had been done to her, seeing him rape a little girl would be the
worst.  The one thing she would never, EVER forgive him for.  He would
probably never get to see his little girl again.

   "Mr.  Thatch...  I have another surprise for you.  If you would be so
kind as to remove the hood from your little victim?"

   With a sudden realization and horror, he ran to the table and pulled off
the hood.  He could make out the shape of his little girls face behind a
taped mouth and some sort of electronic device covering her eyes.

   "What have you done to her?!", he screamed.

   "Me?  What have *I* done to her?  Now, now Mr.  Thatch...  it is YOU
that have hurt her.  This was all up to you.  If you had come in, helped
the little girl out of her bondage and taken her to safety, I would have
released your wife and you would have been a hero.  But you, sir...  took
advantage of a little girl.  YOUR little girl.  I have to admit I didn't
expect you to have a cock that big, so hopefully you haven't done permanent
damage."

   "You fucking bastard!  What happens if I take this off her head?  Will
it hurt her?"

   "Oh, no.  Not at all.  I would never hurt anyone.  All that is on her
head is video goggles.  They are connected to the video camera sitting next
to your wife.  The amazing thing about this entire experience is that your
little girl watched YOU fuck her.  She watched YOU hit her.  She watched
YOU cum inside her.  She watched YOU rape her, Mr.  Thatch.  That
struggling to scream out that she was doing?  That was her trying to tell
you it was her.  Trying to ask you why?"

   "No...  god no..."

   "Thank you, Mr.  Thatch.  I shall keep a copy of this video in case
anything should happen to me or in case I am arrested again in the future.
I wouldn't want someone to find this later on.  Good bye, Mr.  Thatch.  And
you might want to get your little girl looked at -- shes got blood running
down her little legs.  I will leave the doors open so you can get your
wife."
   "Noooo!!!"