TAKING THE NEIGHBOUR'S DAUGHTER


                              by John P

                           Copyright© 2011




Chapter 1

He's just watching her go past the house again on her way home
from school. She's called Taylar, stands 4'8" tall and looks
absolutely stunning for a 12-year-old. Her blonde hair, done up
in a pony-tail, swings as she walks and her outward demeanor
suggests she's an innocent young virgin who knows nothing of the
nastiness in the world. She swings the bag containing her books
to and fro as she passes, singing in her head the latest song
from her favorite boy-group.

He's 17 and has no girlfriend. He's masturbated since he was 11
to a variety of images, almost always of pre-teen girls. Their
innocence still drives his arousal and he pictures his 6-inch
cock pushing into a tiny, hairless, virgin pussy to excite him to
the eventual ejaculation of his copious volume of white hot
spunk. His mother works the 2 pm to 11 pm shift at the
supermarket and he has a lot of spare time to indulge his
fantasies.

The little girl can't see him from the street as he strokes his
cock, and she would be shocked if she knew she was the object of
his lust. She's a good girl, a credit to her parents, and she
accompanies them each Sunday to praise the Lord like a good girl
should. He watches her then too, in her pretty dress which
reaches her knees because she always wants to be modest. She's a
paragon of virtue, of course, and would never indulge in petting
or kissing boys. She's demure, and will no doubt meet up with a
nice boy years from now, and she'll remain celibate until their
wedding night.

He finds her so sexy though, this child who inflames him, and
it's led to him spying on her when she's been at home. Her
parents have a very large bungalow, a single-story house with
many rooms on the same level, and the bungalow is situated 3
houses down the same street from where he lives. There are fences
all around the property but he has found a way in from the back
through a loose wooden panel which he replaces when he leaves.
Inside the perimeter of the fences, the house is surrounded by
trees and he's found it easy to hide behind them while looking
into the interior of some of the rooms. There is no need for
drapes to be closed because the property is completely private
and the trees shield them from the nearest neighbor who is more
than 50 yards away. Her father has chosen this house carefully
when he'd sought a house in this neighborhood.

Her bedroom is situated next to her parents' room and he sees
regularly the parents as they engage in some forms of deviant
sex. He's watched them and found much of it stimulating but the
main target is the little girl, the innocent virgin. He wondered
what she would say if she found out what her parents did. She
would be horrified, of course, maybe even traumatized by her
parents' decadence.

This 17-year-old is interested more in the young beauty he dreams
about though, rather than the interesting sight of her parents
enjoying role-play and activities to do with leather straps, face
masks and the liberal use of whips and paddles. The innocent
child takes a shower each evening and parades naked from the
shower room to her bedroom, completely ignorant of the boy who
masturbates outside her bedroom window some nights. She never
sees him cum, never sees him shoot his hot spunk onto the ground
before him and if she did, she would no doubt vomit at the sight.
She's innocent, untouched by man. He wonders though if she
touches her little virgin pussy in bed at night, wonders if she
makes her tiny body shake with orgasm.

Taylar brushes her hair before putting on her nightie and
slipping into bed and that's when he silently tells her goodnight
and that he loves her. She's his goddess, his ideal, and because
of her innocence and beauty, she's placed on a pedestal for him
to admire and love as only he can. He knows that she would love
him if he dared to approach her but his shy ways have been the
cause of many nights alone with his masturbating hand and the
pictures in his head.

He's bought a new video camera and he's going to try it out at
Taylar's house tonight. He's going to record her nakedness and
play it over and over as he jacks off. He'll see her little
breasts on his TV screen, watch as they sway slightly at each
movement as she brushes that beautiful blonde hair. He'll be able
to zoom in on her hairless pussy, examine the detail of her sex
up close, and watch her tiny bottom too as she walks naked,
unaware that the boy who loves her will display her innocent
charms on his enormous TV and stroke his cock to the thought of
her wanting him to make love to her when they marry.

He removes the wood panel silently and enters the grounds, his
video camera on a strap around his neck. The darkness envelops
him, makes him invisible if someone were to look out into the
garden. He takes his place behind his favorite tree, just 6 feet
away from her window, and switches on the camera, ready to record
images of her beautiful innocent body when she returns from
having her shower.

When she comes into view, he presses the button and he watches
the LCD screen as his girlfriend walks toward him, fluffing her
hair with a towel. Her small orange-size breasts jiggle with her
arm movements as she dries her blonde tresses and he makes sure
to capture her hairless little pussy, zooming in to capture the
detail of her tiny sex. His cock is as hard as steel but he can't
jack off, not tonight; he must concentrate on the images for his
camera.

She brushes her long blonde hair seated in front of her dressing
table mirror, and he can see her side view, see her breast jiggle
with each stroke of her brush. God, such innocent beauty! He
watches with devotion, watches her performing this simple act and
he finds it erotic, stimulating. He zooms the camera out again,
allowing her surroundings to come onto the screen he's watching
but she remains the central figure.

A movement at the door! It opens and her father is standing
there. And he's naked! What the...?

The camera is still running and he watches as her father come up
behind her, puts his arms around her and plays with her breasts.
She turns her head and her father bends down to kiss her, and she
responds! The camera shakes slightly as the boy reels from this
new revelation. On the screen before him, the little girl stands
and turns towards her father and she puts her arms around his
neck as they kiss some more. Her father's hands caress her pert
little bottom and his cock has become stiff and presses against
her little belly.

The boy is sweating now, witnessing this abomination. His
girlfriend is betraying him, and with her father! This can't be
happening! She's innocent and beautiful! But she's kissing him
and her little tongue is playing around his lips, waiting to
enter his mouth. The boy's camera continues to record this vile
act, this act of lust. 'It's not her fault!' the boy thinks.
'He's forcing himself onto her, abusing her!' He can't explain
away the fact that she's stroking her father's hair and his naked
back as she finally forces her little tongue through his lips and
into his mouth.

This is madness! It can't be happening! The boy's mind is
screaming as he sees his innocent girlfriend behaving like a slut
with her own father. The sweat is running down from his forehead
and into his eyes and he has to quickly rub his eyes while
keeping the camera as still as he can. Father and daughter are
side on to the camera and it records each caress, each movement
of the incestuous couple.

The camera sees the 12-year-old Taylar sink to her knees and she
licks and sucks her father's erection, her little pink tongue
running around the big knob before her mouth plunges down his
long shaft. The boy watches the little LCD screen as his
girlfriend sucks her father's cock, bobbing her head on it and
making her father more excited. Her little hand is wrapped around
his shaft, the part that won't fit in her mouth, and she's
stroking it, wanting to make him cum.

Her father is obviously ready to cum and the camera records him
quickly taking his cock out of her mouth and she seems to know
exactly what to do. She opens her mouth wide, waiting for him to
shoot his spunk into her mouth. 'God! She's done this before!' he
thinks, mortified at the thought. Two strokes of her father's
fist on his cock and he's cumming into her mouth, shooting large
ropes of cum. One shot misses and splatters onto her nose but the
rest find their mark, bathing the little girl's tonsils with her
daddy's hot spunk.

When his cock stops jerking, he places the knob on his little
girl's lower lip and watches as the last dribbles go into her
mouth. He scoops the spunk from her nose with his finger and
feeds it into her mouth, and she sucks that finger to make sure
she's got it all. Finally, the little girl takes the cock back
into her mouth and licks it clean, swallowing everything before
standing again and kissing her daddy's mouth. Two minutes later,
he leaves her and she goes back to brushing her hair.

The boy is devastated, crushed by his girlfriend's infidelity.
He's just witnessed the pre-teen Jezebel's sluttish behavior; her
innocent mouth was wrapped around an adult cock. How could she do
this when he loved her so much? How could she betray him when his
love for her was so pure?

The boy stops the camera and makes his way to the fence,
replacing the wood panel as he leaves. He's shaking, trembling
with emotion after what he's just seen. Now his anger is rising
and soon it's turned to fury. The little slut can't treat him
like this. The little bitch will pay for her betrayal, he'll see
to that.
When he arrives home, his anger is boiling over and he kicks the
door viciously and bursts into tears. 'She's having sex with
somebody!' he thinks. 'Her bloody father is cumming in her mouth,
the dirty little bitch! She's swallowing spunk and it's not mine!
How dare she? How dare she do this to me?'

Eventually, his anger moves on and he begins to look for revenge
on the child for treating him this way. She can't be allowed to
get away with this; she has to pay for destroying his love. And
she will, he decides, but he needs to work out the details.

He takes a beer from the icebox and sits down to drink and to
formulate plans. Her father must be punished too but he can't
figure out why. The child went down on her knees to suck his
cock, didn't she? He didn't make her do it. She held her mouth
open so he could shoot his spunk into it, didn't she? He didn't
force her, did he? All these thoughts go around in his head and
he takes a second beer out of the icebox, drinking it quickly as
he mentally inspects the wounds she's inflicted on him.

His beer-intake increases and his hatred becomes more intense as
the evening wears on but he has to go to bed eventually, telling
himself that tomorrow will bring a clear head and perhaps a plan.

The next day, he wakes up late but he knows now what to do to
punish the little slut. So after breakfast, he goes back to his
room to play through what he captured on the camera. The picture
quality is excellent and his anger rises again as he replays the
part where the filthy slut's mouth is sucking her father's big
cock. He copies the file to his computer and carefully puts away
the mini DVD from the camera.

He edits the file, making a clip that lasts about a minute from
the most interesting part and copies it onto a USB stick. He's
going to use that to threaten her father. He puts it into an
envelope and seals it. The little slut will take that home to her
father and she will tell him where she got it. Her father will
play it and then know that his secret is a secret no longer.

When it's time for the kids to come home from school, he watches
out for her. He sees her coming down the street and he rushes
out, envelope in hand and he stops her as she passes his gate.

"Your father will want to see this, Taylar," he says and then
walks back into the house.

She stands there for a few seconds, wondering what that was all
about before walking down the street and going into her own
house. She gives her father the USB stick and explains who gave
it to her. He's curious of course and he goes into the den to
check out what's on the stick.

His face turns ashen when he inserts the stick into his laptop
and he sees the film clip of himself with his cock deep in
12-year-old Taylar's mouth and the evidence of her eager
acceptance of his manhood. "Oh God!" he says out loud, "Oh Jesus
Christ!"

"Taylar!" he shouts and she comes to him. "Who was it again who
gave you this?" he asks and she can see him visibly shaking.

"That weird boy at 1217," she says. "Why?"

"Look," he says and plays the clip.

She watches herself suck her daddy's cock, watches as she opens
her mouth to take his hot spunk. She blanches too as she watches
the clip and she's suddenly scared.

In her naivety, she says, "Perhaps he won't show it to anybody,"
but her father knows that the USB stick has been sent there to
threaten.

"I'll have to pay him off. Pay him to get the whole video back,"
he decides and he holds his daughter tight, afraid now that the
discovery will mean jail for him and maybe Juvenile Hall for her.
His whole family will be destroyed if this becomes public and
it's the weird kid up the street who holds the evidence. He has
to go and see this kid, see what it will take to get back the
video.

Five minutes later, he's knocking on the door of 1217 and the boy
opens it. "Want to come in?" he asks and he walks inside, leaving
her father to follow him.

When they arrive in the kitchen, the boy sits and waves to a
chair at the table.

"You gave Taylar a USB stick," he begins and the boy nods. "What
do you want?" Her father opts for the direct approach, hoping
that the kid might feel intimidated by his manner.

"I want Taylar here to suck my dick like she sucked yours," the
boy says levelly, without a hint of nervousness.

"Impossible!" says her father angrily but the kid stays calm.

"I want you to arrange that she comes here twice a week after
school and sucks my dick." It's unequivocal, straight to the
point.

"It's not possible," says her father. "How much money do you
want?"

"It's not about money, mister. I just want what you had from
Taylar. Not much to ask, is it?" replies the boy.

"And then you'll return the video? Is that it?" the father says,
sweating slightly now.

"Sure," says the boy. "I want 4 weeks of sex with your little
girl. I want to pump 8 lots of my spunk into her mouth. And I
expect her to swallow it!"

"You're asking too much," her father says. "And how do I know
you'll hand the video over?"

"I've sent it to a mailbox. After the first week, I'll give you
the name of the town. A week later, I'll give you the address of
the building. After the 4th week, I'll give you the box number
and you can pick it up. Then I've done with her."

"Why are you doing this?" her father asks.

"Because I've found out she's a slut, a dirty little bitch!" the
boy says angrily.

"Give me a little time to think about it, will you?" says her
father.

"If she's not here tomorrow after school, get ready for going to
jail." The boy stands then, a signal for the father to leave.

As he leaves, the boy says ominously, "After school tomorrow."



Taylar knocked on the door of 1217 and the boy answered it. "Come
in," he said and she reluctantly stepped forward. How beautiful
she was! Her clear skin, her little breasts under her school
blouse, her pretty face and that blonde ponytail. She was here,
in his house, and she would suck his cock!

"Leave your bag here and follow me," he said and he led her
upstairs to his room.

"Do you know what you're here for?" he asked, trying his best not
to show any emotion.

She looked down at the floor as she answered softly, "Yes."

He sat down on the bed and, as she went to kneel before him, he
stopped her. "I'm going to undress you first," he said quietly
and she panicked.

"No!" she said firmly. "You can't do that!"

"Stand here between my legs and I'm going to take your skirt and
blouse off," he said.

She stood there but when he reached out to undo the buttons on
her blouse, she grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Shall I call your father and tell him you won't do what we
agreed?" he said quietly and she bit her lip.

She let go of his hand and he undid the buttons and took off her
blouse. She wore a tiny white bra and he made her turn round so
that he could unfasten it. When he turned her to face him, the
bra fell away and he looked intently at her little tits, taking
in the sight of her little pink nipples. She began to cry softly
then, her head bowed, and he silently rejoiced at her
humiliation.

He made her offer up each foot and he removed her shoes and
socks, and then came the last piece of clothing, the one item she
didn't want him to touch. Her little white panties were pulled
tight into her crotch and she knew he could see the shape of her
pussy but when he reached to pull them down, she sobbed and
begged him not to.

"Sorry, sweetheart," he said callously, "but I want to see your
little pussy, just like your daddy did."

When her panties were pulled down and removed from her ankles, he
brought her closer and sniffed. The aroma of little-girl pussy
was intoxicating and he noticed then that instead of being
completely hairless, she did in fact have soft very blonde hair
on her pubis, although it was sparse.

"Get to work, Taylar," he said cruelly and stood up. The
12-year-old knelt before him and reached for his pants, pulling
them down to his feet, and he patiently waited while she took
them off along with his shoes and socks. He took off his own
T-shirt and she was left facing the only item of clothing he
still wore. She could see the outline of his dick through his
underwear and she trembled, looking up at him with an expression
of pleading in her eyes.

"Please don't make me do this. Please, I beg you!" she pleaded
but he remembered her with her father and rejected her pleas.

"Get on with it, Taylar!" he growled and she sobbed again as she
pulled down his shorts, taking them off him as he raised each
foot.

She looked at his semi-hard dick and noticed the slime that oozed
from the pee-slit. Daddy's cock did that too and it was always
salty. She licked the knob and quickly took his shaft into her
mouth. She wanted this over as soon as possible, to get away from
this weird kid, so she sucked as hard as she could to make his
spunk come quickly.

As she sucked, he hunched forward and she gagged. "Take it, you
bitch!" he snarled and she became scared. Daddy had always been
loving and kind, never aggressive or violent.

"Suck it, you dirty little cunt! It's all you're good for!" he
spat at her with all the contempt he could manage. "Lick my
balls, slut!"

She pulled back so that his cock came out of her mouth and she
licked his balls. He hadn't showered and his unwashed smell
drifted into her nostrils. Even though it was unpleasant, she
vowed to finish him off so she could go home and let her daddy
comfort her after her ordeal. His balls moved around inside their
bag as she probed them with her tongue but the masculine smell
emanating from his groin was overpowering.

He pulled her by the hair, directing her onto his shaft again and
she sucked once more. The boy used her ponytail to drag her to
whichever part of his organ he wanted servicing and she wanted to
yell in pain each time he yanked on it. She knew however that he
was close now and concentrated on making him cum quickly.

"I'm coming, cunt!" he cried and he shot the first gob of cum
inside the little whore's mouth. He held her head tight, fucking
into her and making her gag as he came. He rode her mouth,
gagging her, choking her, and all the time he kept cumming. She
couldn't breathe and then she gagged and as she coughed up, the
spunk came down her nose.

"Fucking cunt! Dirty bitch!" he cried as his cock jerked in her
mouth. Tears were streaming down her face because of the constant
gagging and choking but he didn't care. Why should he? She was a
whore, wasn't she?

When he finished shooting in her mouth, he looked down at her.
She wasn't the pretty little girl he used to adore. She was the
hooker who charged $1 and gave you change; cheap, worthless, and
with cum pouring out of her nose and mouth.

"Lick it clean, you dirty little hooker!" he growled at her and
she began the task. His slime was everywhere and the nasty fishy
smell almost made her vomit. She felt nauseous cleaning all this
slime from the boy's cock and wondered briefly if she could do
this a second time, never mind 8 times. Her tongue and gums were
coated with his jism and she tried to get it off so she could
swallow it and not have to taste the vile stuff any more. It
wouldn't come off easily and she had to endure the awful taste as
she completed the task. When he was satisfied, he pulled the cock
from her mouth.

"Just look at you! You're trash, Taylar. You'll always be trash!"
he said and started to dress himself.

She waited on her knees, her head bowed and wondered if it was
true. When the boy left the room, she stood and got dressed. She
went downstairs, picked up her bag and headed for the door.

"Be here on Monday, Taylar. I want to use you again!" and he
laughed.

She hurried home, and when her father saw her, he almost cried.
He saw the boy's spunk running from her nose and spunk was drying
around her mouth too. He cuddled her and she cried hysterically
in her daddy's arms.

"Let's get you cleaned up, honey," he said softly and he led her
away to the shower.



These assaults on the little 12-year-old continued in the same
vein for the next 3 weeks. She had become used to her hair being
pulled hard and the constant flow of filthy names that he called
her. The boy took his revenge on her, humiliating and abusing her
in any way he saw fit. The filthy little bitch was going to
suffer for all the emotional damage she had caused him and he
wondered sometimes if making her suck his cock was enough. He
decided that maybe he should punish her further, make her truly
sorry for her infidelity.

When the 7th cock-sucking was due, he decided on something
different. He was going to have some virgin pussy. He would rape
her! That would fix her if she wanted to stay a virgin until she
married the nice Mr. Right. Yes, that would fix her good.

Taylar knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. When he
came to the door, he said nastily, "Oh it's you, slut. Get
upstairs and get your clothes off!"

This was the norm now. He treated her with contempt each time she
went and made as much mess as possible over her pretty face with
his spunk. Today would be no different, she was sure. She was
glad there were only two more sessions that she had to endure
before she was freed from this humiliating and distasteful
contract.

She was naked when he arrived in the bedroom and so was he. She
eyed his cock with disdain, wishing that it would soon be over.

"Suck it, you bitch!" he snarled and she knelt down before him.
As before, he had not washed before she had arrived and she was
sure it was intentional. Her hand took his semi-erect penis and
held it to her lips, licking his pee-slit and the knob with her
little tongue. The pre-cum tasted salty like always and she
persevered with her attempt to make him shoot his vile spunk into
her mouth.

When he had become fully erect, he pulled his cock from her mouth
and she looked up in surprise. He pulled her roughly to her feet
and began to maul her little tits, pulling them by the nipples
and hurting her. As she tried to resist, he slapped her hard
across the face and she stood still, stunned at what he'd just
done. He continued his assault and tried to kiss her lips but she
turned her head and tried to break free. Another slap rocked her
back on her feet and she collapsed to the floor.

"Get up, you little slut!" he cried and he hauled her to her feet
again. "You're going to lose your cherry!"

Her eyes opened wide in horror as she knew that she would be
raped and she tried again to escape. His strong arms picked up
the child with ease and she screamed as he threw her face down on
the bed, with her legs hanging over the edge.

"No! Please don't! Please..." she begged in terror but he threw
himself on top of her, crushing her into the mattress. He found
that her terror excited him and he became more aroused by her
pleas. He had power and she had none!

"You want this, don't you, Taylar? You've always wanted this, you
dirty bitch!" and he opened wide her legs with his own.

She cried now, tears rolling down her face as she begged, "Please
don't! Please... I'll do anything. Please don't hurt me!" and he
laughed.

He pulled her pony-tail hard and her head was forced back, and he
whispered in her ear, "I loved you, you little tramp, and you had
sex with Daddy. You're going to pay for that!"

"I won't do it again, I promise," she cried out, rushing the
words in the hope that he'd reconsider. "I'll tell him he can't
have me any more." Fear was in her voice, absolute terror at the
prospect of perhaps being terribly hurt or even dying.

"Too late now! You should have said no before!" he shouted into
her ear and he felt for her little slit with one hand. The small
girl could not fight him because she was pinned down by his
weight and he found the little pussy that he'd always dreamed of
with his fingers.

His rough handling made her cry out with pain and he smiled with
satisfaction. His finger found her love-hole and he brought his
cock there, feeling his knob against her tender flesh.

The child panicked once more when she felt his knob lined up with
her pussy and she began to plead with him. "No! No! I'll do
anything! Please don't!"

He rammed his hips forward and she screamed loudly at the
excruciating pain of his large knob forcing open her dry pussy.
"It hurts! It hurts!" she cried out, hoping for pity that was
never going to come. When he pushed again, the child screamed
when his cock came against her cherry and he halted briefly. The
child was wailing now, trying to move from under him but he was
so heavy that she was having trouble just breathing.

"You want more cock, Taylar?" he jeered at her as her tears ran
down her face.

"Please don't do it any more. I'll be a good girl now, really I
will," she cried and he smiled.

One more push with his powerful hips and the girl's virginity was
ripped away. She screamed again in real pain but the boy was only
concerned with his cock which had bottomed out inside her. He
still had 2 inches of cock outside of her fuck-hole but he'd be
taking care of that real soon. Her hips had flinched when he'd
ruptured her hymen but his weight continued to keep her still as
he began to fuck her tiny love-hole.

She was his now, his to use as he wanted. He pulled back his cock
and forced it into her tunnel again and she screamed with agony.

"Stop screaming, you little cunt, or I'll kill you!" he snarled
but she couldn't stop the tears.

Each time he thrust into her battered pussy, she was pushed
forward and soon his cock forced its way completely into her. Her
pain was excruciating and she tried not to scream but she
whimpered each time the big cock speared her. He was an animal
now, rutting, forcing his female to endure his violence as he
dominated her.

The child pleaded again, weakly now, "Please... No... please
stop!" but he paid no heed. He couldn't stop now and had no
intention of doing so.

The fucking of the little girl continued and the friction burned
inside her dry little pussy but she could not stop him, could not
prevent him hurting her so badly. His saliva had drooled down
into her hair as if he was some enormous dog violating her cunt.

He was close now, ready to cum inside the blonde-haired girl's
cunt and when he felt it begin, he slammed into her and held
himself on top of her as the spunk began to spew into her. She
felt it, felt his hot nasty spunk shoot inside her tortured
vagina as she was held down. She felt the jerking of his cock
inside her and knew she would never be the same again.

When he eventually stopped spurting inside her, he lay still on
top of her, delighting in the feel of his manhood inside the
tight little pussy. She moaned but it was not from any kind of
pleasure; it was from the pain inflicted by this rabid dog, this
animal who had so brutally raped her.

At last he pulled his cock out of her and she could breathe again
but she lay there, exhausted by the fighting. He looked at the
damage he'd inflicted and was pleased. Her pussy gaped wide open
and he could see some spunk and traces of her blood in and around
her hole. When he looked at his cock, there were traces of his
spunk and her blood too so it needed to be licked clean.

He pulled the child off the bed and she collapsed on the floor in
front of him.

"Oh no, you little cunt. You have some cleaning to do," and he
pulled her off the floor by her hair into a kneeling position.
"Clean that, bitch!"

She licked weakly, not really tasting the mess in her dazed
state. As she licked, his cum was leaking out of her pussy and
pooling on the floor beneath her. He pulled her hair again,
forcing his cock further into her mouth and she worked like a
zombie, not really knowing any more what was happening.

When he thought it was enough, he pulled his cock out of her
mouth and made her stand. He slapped her face twice to get her
attention.

"Listen, Taylar. Your father has everything now to get the DVD
I've sent to the mailbox, all except the number of the box. He'll
get that next week when you've given me the last blow-job. If you
tell him I raped you, he won't get the number. Do you
understand?"

"Yes," the child replied in barely a whisper.

"Get dressed, you little slut, and fuck off home. Be here on
Friday."



Chapter 2

Friday came and Taylar knocked on the door of 1217. 'Thank God
this is the last time,' she thought as she waited for the door to
be opened. When the door opened, the boy stood there, looking
down into the pretty girl's eyes. Her crisp white blouse and her
grey pleated school skirt suggested a youthful innocence but he
knew different. She had sucked her daddy's cock and he had caught
it all on camera. And it hadn't been the first time either, the
dirty little bitch.

"Get upstairs!" he growled and he stepped aside so she could
pass.

He smelt her little-girl scent as she passed him and, for a
moment, he loved her again. No! She's a slut! Following her, he
watched her throw her book-bag onto the kitchen floor and start
up the stairs. He was right behind her, watching her delightful
little bottom as she climbed the stairs to his bedroom. When she
opened the door, she stopped as she saw what was inside.

Four black boys and a white one were sitting or standing around
the bedroom. 'Typical trailer trash,' she thought. 'Unkempt, half
drunk.' She turned, ready to run, but the boy was behind her, and
he pushed her, slamming the door shut behind him. Her look of
panic and confusion pleased him and he thought to himself how
fitting it was that she was going to be the slut that he
considered her to be now.

"Get your clothes off, bitch!" he snarled and she looked at him,
uncomprehendingly. "You still owe me a blow-job!"

"But I can't do that!" she began, "Not with them watching!"

"You're a slut! Sluts don't care who watches!" The boy's anger
frightened her and she turned back to face the audience she was
expected to perform for, hoping desperately that someone would
stand up and save her. The boys, aged 16 to 20, looked her up and
down, appreciating the innocent look of the 12-year-old blonde
standing before them.

Nobody said anything; they just continued to stare, one or two
licking their lips. She spun around to face the boy again,
pleading for his mercy.

"Please don't make me do it with them watching," she begged,
hoping that he might have just a shred of decency and change his
mind.

"But they came all the way over here to see you, Taylar. You
don't want to disappoint them, do you?" he said, smiling at her.
"Now get your clothes off!"

"No!" she said, determined that this should not happen. "I won't
do it!"

"I think you will," the boy said. "The boys have come to see a
12-year-old white slut suck my cock and they want you naked while
you do it."

"Please... no... Don’t make me do it. If you send them away, I'll
let you rape me again," she whispered. The child was clutching at
straws now, offering the boy anything that might save her from
being in the room with all the others.

The boys in the audience watched as the scene played on, smiling
at the child's attempts to persuade her 'boyfriend' to save her
from the degradation he himself was imposing on her. Unseen by
her, one of the black boys was removing his pants and the others
watched briefly, admiring the size and color of his large, very
black cock. Then a second black boy started to do the same,
showing his brown medium sized uncut cock to all who cared to
look. The white boy followed suit, unashamed of his smaller but
very stiff cock, and when his shirt was removed, his chest
boasted much hair and rippling muscles.

Taylar's back was to the audience as she tried to negotiate with
her 'boyfriend' and she had no idea that almost all were naked.
When she saw that her negotiations were coming to nothing, she
decided to appeal to the audience, hoping there might be a decent
boy who would save her from the humiliation. When she turned
around, she froze. Five big cocks were on display and as soon as
she saw them, she tried to push her 'boyfriend' aside to escape.

"No escape, Taylar," he said, smiling. "Get naked, bitch!"

"No! You can't make me!" she cried. It was a mistake. A big one.

He went into his pocket and pulled out handcuffs, spinning her
round and fastening them on her wrists behind her before she
realised what was happening. By the time she understood what he'd
done, it was too late. She was manacled and facing 5 naked boys,
all with their cocks in their hands.

One of the boys stepped forward and tried to unbutton her crisp
white school blouse but she turned away to stop him. Her
'boyfriend' turned her to the front and held her arms tight,
allowing the black boy to undo the buttons, one by one. Panic set
into Taylar again as each button revealed more of her chest and
she tried to bring her arms forward but it was to no avail with
her wrists cuffed behind her.

All too soon, her blouse was pulled open and all the boys could
see her small white bra. The blouse was pushed down her arms as
far as the cuffs. She was beginning to cry now and the tears were
beginning to run down her lovely cheeks. The bra was roughly
pushed up and her breasts were freed, and the boys were treated
to the sight of two beautiful small breasts which were the size
of small oranges. The pink nipples were small but perfectly round
and she was mortified when the boy before her bent his head and
took one into his mouth, nipping it with his teeth. She cried out
in pain but it seemed to galvanize him, making him bite harder.

The boy's hands went to her little tits and he handled them
roughly, hurting her tender flesh as he mauled her. She stood
there now, not struggling any more, and her 'boyfriend' searched
his pockets for the key to the handcuffs. Once found, he released
her wrists from their steely grip and her hands fell to her
sides. Her blouse and bra were pushed down her arms and removed,
leaving her naked from the waist up. The other boys came forward
and crowded round her, feeling her body and her fine blonde hair.
She wept bitterly as she felt their sweaty hands all over her.

She didn't resist as the boys mauled her and her 'boyfriend' took
the opportunity to strip himself and join the others. He took
charge and placed Taylar on her knees in front of him and pushed
his cock against her lips, waiting for her to take it into her
mouth and suck it. She could hardly see it through her tears but
she opened her mouth and he thrust his nasty cock inside,
unwashed and smelly as it was.

Two of the boys knelt each side of her and handled her tits,
squeezing hard her tender flesh as they watched her suck on the
cock which she did with some expertise. Her hands went
automatically to his heavy balls, hefting them and trying to
arouse him quickly so that he would shoot his spunk into her
mouth and this nightmare would finally end.

"Look how the dirty little cunt sucks cock!" one of the other
boys said, jacking his cock as he watched the child's head move
to and fro on her 'boyfriend's' erection. "She's good, isn't
she?" he said. "Just like a pro," and they all laughed. Taylar
blushed deeply but concentrated on making the cock in her mouth
shoot its load so that she could leave the house as soon as
possible.

When she felt his cock jerk in her mouth, she braced herself for
the torrent of cum that would flood her mouth. His hot spunk hit
the back of her throat and she swallowed, and kept swallowing as
gob after gob of his hot sperm continued to be blasted from his
body into hers. His slime coated her teeth and gums, and she felt
it stick to her tongue also, and she retched at the taste, hoping
she wouldn't vomit. His balls pumped his spunk over and over
again, and the boys watched her throat move each time she
swallowed.

One of the boys moved behind her and went down on his knees,
hugging her to him, and she felt his stiff cock poking against
her skirt. He pulled up her skirt to place his cock against her
panties, in the valley between her perfect little bum-cheeks. Her
hands went down behind her to stop him from touching her but the
boy grabbed both arms and forced them up towards her
shoulder-blades, hurting her.

Forgetting briefly the cock in her mouth, the instinct to cry out
in pain caused her inadvertently to scrape the cock with her
teeth, causing her 'boyfriend' to pull out quickly, and he raised
his hand, slapping her full across the face and making her teeth
rattle.

"Fucking bitch!" he snarled angrily and she tried to apologize
for hurting him. The pain of having her arms forced up her back
was making her whimper and she begged for release. But far from
forgiving her, he simply said, "Rape her!"

Her eyes went wide and her fear returned. The boy behind her
released her arms and she felt relief but it was short-lived as
three pairs of hands hoisted her into the air and carried her to
the bed, throwing her down on it. She struggled to get to her
knees and, as she saw six pairs of eyes devouring her sexy young
body, she shrank back, moving backwards to the farthest point of
the bed, away from the animals in front of her.

All six young men slowly surrounded the bed and she looked wildly
around, searching frantically for escape from the predators. Six
young men, all aroused, all with cocks that needed to be thrust
into a cunt, advanced on her and she could smell the lust that
came from them. Four black cocks and two white ones threatened
her and she looked at them all, realizing with horror that they
were going to be used to rape her, to violate her.

Two pairs of hands grabbed her ankles and dragged her away from
the headboard, bringing her to the foot of the bed so that her
bottom was on the edge and her feet on the floor. While she was
being dragged, her skirt had ridden up, showing off the white
panties that covered her 12-year-old pussy. She had swiftly
pulled it down again, automatically conscious of her modesty.

The buttons which fastened the gray school skirt were at the side
and when she felt a hand there, her own hands went immediately
there to stop the black boy who had wanted to take it off her.
She clutched his hands, looked up into his eyes, and cried, "No!"


Two of the other boys each grabbed one of her hands and she was
spread-eagled, and she looked on fearfully as each of the buttons
was slowly undone by his black hands. She squirmed and wriggled
to try to thwart the black boy but his deliberate hands continued
until all three of the buttons were undone. Her skirt was now
loose around her waist and she looked on in horror as his hands
began to pull the garment down over her hips.

"No!" she cried again, trying to force her bottom onto the bed so
that it would trap the skirt beneath her but she discovered that
it was no use. His black hands pulled her skirt downwards and,
inch by inch, her belly and then her white panties were revealed.
She tried to free her hands but the boys holding her wrists were
too strong for her and her efforts to release herself were in
vain.

She looked around at the faces surrounding the bed, hoping that,
even at this late stage, someone would take pity on her and save
her from this nightmare. But their eyes were fixed firmly on her
youthful flat belly and two of them stroked their erections,
almost drooling at the sight of such a young girl. She could
smell their arousal and their unwashed bodies in her nostrils and
she was afraid.

Her firm white thighs appeared as the skirt was pulled down and
soon it was taken over her pretty ankles and thrown onto the
floor. Her white panties had been pulled into her crotch when she
had been dragged down the bed and the shape of her camel-toe was
plainly visible for all to see. And they all saw it!

She was shocked when the black boy who removed her skirt bent his
head and thrust it between her legs, sniffing her panted crotch.
She was appalled at this, wondering what kind of pervert he was
to do such a nasty thing. She was further shocked and disgusted
when she felt his tongue dart into her slit, so clearly displayed
by her tight panties. The fabric of her panties became wet and,
when one of the white boys pushed him aside, she felt his tongue
too against her pussy.

The boy's hands reached for the waistband of her panties as he
continued to lick the wet patch he and the black boy had created,
and she struggled again when she realized that they were going to
be dragged from her and everybody would actually see her little
pussy naked. She watched his hands as he slowly pulled down her
white panties, seeing her abdomen and the light sprinkling of
blonde pubic hair revealed. Her panties, clean this morning, were
now soaking wet with the saliva of the animals that had soiled
them with their filthy mouths.

She tried one last time to stop the panties from being taken off
her by opening her legs wide but that served only to arouse the
boy between her legs and he took them off her feet after forcing
her legs together temporarily. Her legs were forced open again
once her panties were removed and the boy gazed at last on her
little 12-year-old pussy and her tight little pink rosebud which
was now on display.

The little girl's pussy lips were slightly open due to the
spreading of her legs and the boy's face went down again, running
his vile tongue the length of her little slit. Her disgust was
such that she tried to close her legs but the hands of the boy
were keeping them open and she could do nothing. She watched as
the filthy pig covered her delicate pussy with his saliva and she
wanted to vomit.

She was relieved when it suddenly stopped but when he stood up,
stroking his erect cock, her face became as white as a sheet as
she realized what he was going to do. He was going to rape her!

One of the black boys came to save her! He pushed the white boy
aside and relief swept over her. Only when he went on his knees
between her legs and put his enormous black knob to her
pussy-hole did she realize that he was not her salvation. She was
to be raped by a black boy!

She looked at his long black cock in horror, watching as the knob
was forced painfully into her pussy. She screamed at the pain of
the intrusion and a hand was clapped over her mouth so nobody
would hear her if she screamed again. She watched as each inch of
his cock was forced into her tight pussy and that tightness
caused her much pain. His black hands clutched at her breasts,
squeezing the tender flesh, and his fucking motion began.

Another black boy climbed on the bed and she could not see her
rapist any more as he straddled her and forced his nasty black
cock between her lips.

"Suck this nigger cock, bitch!" he cried, and he fucked her
mouth, making her gag with the smell and the taste of it. She
felt sick as the stench of him overwhelmed her and she gagged
once more when his knob hit the back of her throat. The boys
holding her wrists had moved away and were crowding around the
child's body, just like the rest of them. She still couldn't get
up and run because the boy fucking her mouth had her pinned down,
sitting on her upper chest as he was.

"You like nigger spunk, Missy?" he said in an exaggerated
Southern accent. "Yezzum, you want nigger spunk in yo mouth?" He
found this pretence of being a black slave fucking his white
mistress's mouth hilarious and she was disgusted when she
realized that he would shoot the nasty vile spunk into her mouth
when he came.

She was being raped by two young black men, one in her mouth and
one in her pussy. The cock in her pussy hurt terribly, making her
wince again and again but she could not cry out, only able to
express her pain through sounds like, "Mppff... Nggff," as the
rape continued.

Although she couldn't see the boy raping her pussy, she could
hear him, and when he began to pant, she prayed to her God that
he would not spray his filthy vile spunk into her unprotected
womb. 'Please, God, hear me!' she prayed. 'Don't let this animal
cum inside me.'

She knew that the Lord had not been listening when she felt the
black cock jerk inside her and she was being filled with hot
spunk which was pumped steadily into her pussy and it began
immediately to rush towards the healthy white womb that waited
patiently to receive the young black man's cum.

"Here's a black baby for you, honey," her rapist said through
gritted teeth as he filled the child with his potent sperm. His
baby-juice splattered against the walls of her young pussy and
her terror of being inseminated by 'nigger sperm' was born.

When more black man's spunk began to shoot into her mouth, her
instinct was to spit it out but he was flooding her mouth and she
had to swallow to save herself from drowning in the filthy
viscous fluid. She looked into his eyes and saw the expression of
satisfaction as he pumped more into her, making her have to
swallow it all. She wanted to roll over and vomit the nasty stuff
but she couldn't move to do it.

Before the boy vacated her mouth, her rapist pulled his cock out
of her pussy and she was dismayed to feel another one pushed
against her ravaged hole. Another boy began to rape her, pushing
his thick cock deep inside her tender pussy. The pain began
again, the burning sensation eased only slightly by the
lubrication provided by the first boy's cum sloshing around
inside her little pussy.

When the boy who had orally raped her dismounted, she could see
that it was another black boy who was pounding her, thrusting his
black cock deep inside her. This one aroused himself further by
talking dirty to her, humiliating her.

"Tell me how much you like black cock, honey." She shook her
head, whimpering with the pain of his attack on her most tender
sex.

"Say it, you dirty slut! Say you love nigger cock!" His voice was
threatening, menacing, and she was frightened. She had to say it.

"I love nigger cock!" and she was instantly ashamed.

"You want a black baby, don't you?" he said and she recoiled in
horror at the thought. "Say it!" he shouted, menacing her
further.

"Please don't cum in me," she begged plaintively. "Please...
please don't... I'll do anything but don't..."

She couldn't say she wanted a black baby. She just couldn't
humiliate herself this way. Her rapist continued his thrusting,
forcing his long black cock inside her already battered pussy and
she felt the constant pain and wanted to scream.

"Say it, you nasty bitch!" he growled and he raised his hand as
if to slap her face.

She saw it coming and, before he delivered the blow, she blurted
out, “Please give me a baby. Please." She cried and her tears ran
out of the corners of her eyes, making her lovely blonde hair wet
and salty.

The pain from his cock was becoming unbearable and she was
wincing at each thrust. His long black cock was chafing him a bit
so he stopped for a second and she watched as he spit on her
pussy, taking his knob out for a moment to coat it in the
temporary lubricant and then thrusting it back into her cunt.

"You're a dirty little cunt, aren't you?" he snarled. "Begging
for black spunk to make a baby!"

She nodded but before she had time to pray to her God again, a
white boy forced her head towards him as he stood next to the bed
and she was forced to open her mouth to admit his foul-smelling
meat. He raped her mouth, forcing his cock all the way into her
small mouth and making her gag. He left it there, blocking her
airway, and as she realized that her oxygen had been cut off, she
struggled violently in panic. She was going to die!

She was on the point of passing out when he suddenly pulled back
and she gasped as she took in great gulps of air into her
tortured lungs. Her eyes watered and she had trouble seeing
through her tears but she soon felt his cock fucking her mouth
again and she was almost relieved when he came in her throat,
forcing great gobs of his hot spunk to make their way to her
stomach.

The black boy between her legs was about to cum and she prayed
once more to her God for deliverance from this nightmare and that
no more spunk would be pumped into her battered and bruised
pussy. Again the Lord ignored her and she felt the second load of
black boy's spunk heading towards her welcoming womb.

Her 'boyfriend' was between her legs as soon as the black boy had
finished cumming inside her and he turned Taylar over onto her
belly. She was worn out now with exhaustion and when his cock ran
up and down her slit to gather lubrication, she let out a shriek
as she felt him push into her bum-hole. His knob forced its way
into her anus, forcing her sphincter open, and she screamed as
the terrible pain hit her. She tried to struggle, to get him off
her back but his weight kept her down and she could do nothing.
What manner of person enjoyed a perversion such as this?

"You'll like this, Taylar!" he said. "It's what filthy hookers
do. You're a hooker, aren't you? You like lots of men fucking
you, don't you?"

Her screams continued as he plowed into her, his full length
strokes increasing her pain considerably. She prayed once more to
her God for this to end but he must not have been at home because
her 'boyfriend' fucked her harder. He fucked her and fucked her,
and she groaned with the pain and sometimes screamed when it
became too much. When she felt his cock pulse inside her, she
knew that her rectum was being filled with his nasty spunk.

"Daddy!" she cried, hoping that he might hear and come to save
her. "Help me!" Of course, her father knew nothing of what she
was enduring.

"He won't help you, you little slut!" he snarled. "It's all your
fault. You shouldn't have sucked his cock, you filthy little
cunt!"

He pulled his cock out of her and moved up the bed, lifting her
head by pulling hard on her pony-tail to lift it, and she was
disgusted as he tried to push his shit-covered slimy cock into
her mouth. He slapped her face hard and told her to suck it.
Another refusal earned her a second slap and then she relented,
taking the foul-tasting thing into her mouth. The smell was
making her want to vomit but he held his cock there, forcing her
head into his crotch. When he had had enough, he pulled it out,
giving her another slap because he enjoyed doing it.

Another cock was forcing its way inside her pussy and she looked
over her shoulder to see another black cock inching its way into
her sloppy pussy. She couldn't move; there was nothing left to
fight with. She lay there, moaning and groaning with the pain,
and yet another cock forced its way into her mouth. It didn't
matter whose it was; she just surrendered and let them use her.

She became unconscious at one point and didn't know how long she
had been out. When she came round though, the rapes were
continuing. She found herself on her back with yet another black
boy fucking her pussy and she lay there, praying once more for
her God to deliver her from this horror.

Her God must have heard her this time because when the boy shot
his hot spunk inside her and then pulled his cock out, nobody
else came to the bed to assault her. It looked like her ordeal
was over. She looked around to see that all the young men were
sprawled around on the floor, recovering from their exertions
with the little girl.

Unknown to her, she had 8 loads of spunk in her pussy and 2 in
her ass; her stomach contained 2 loads of spunk too. When she
tried to get off the bed and stand up, her legs were weak and she
almost collapsed onto the floor. She waited a moment and then
tried to walk. The pain from her pussy and ass was excruciating
but she searched for the clothes that her rapists had thrown on
the floor and, trying not to wake them, she gathered it up and
sneaked quietly from the room.

In the kitchen, she dressed, listening for any sound that they
might be coming to get her again but there was none. She picked
up her book-bag and let herself out and unsteadily headed for
home and safety.

Women she passed on her way home gave her a disgusted look,
noticing that spunk was dribbling down the inside of her legs.
'Dirty bitch!" was the main thought in their heads as they
observed a 12-year-old girl who had obviously let her boyfriend
fuck her. 'What a slut!' The men who saw her thought, 'What a
sexy girl!' and wondered if they could get some of what her
boyfriend had given her and they envied him, not only for fucking
her, but envying too the amount of spunk the stud must have shot
into her for so much to be running down the inside of her legs.

When she eventually reached home, she went to the bathroom
straight away and took a mirror to examine the damage that must
have been inflicted. She was horrified to see that her pussy and
ass-hole were hanging open, both gaping wide and with blood and
spunk dripping from them, and she wept, not only from the pain
but also from the humiliation of what she had just suffered. She
would never be the same again but she would never be able to tell
her father. It would be too much to have to relive the horror of
it all by telling what happened to her.

The warm water made her wince as she applied it to her bruised
and battered sex and ass-hole, and when she dried herself, she
had to take care not to be too thorough for fear of more pain
shooting through her body. It was several days before the pain
finally subsided and, fortunately for her, her father only came
to her once during that time to suck him off.



She never told her father but there was bad news to come. Their
God, the Catholic one, had ignored her pleas and she had no
period for the next 3 months. When she told her mother, she was
whisked to the doctor's office and, after a thorough examination,
he pronounced her pregnant. Her shocked mother asked her who was
responsible but Taylar could give no name. The only excuse she
could think of was that she must have had her drink spiked at a
party and been raped by somebody there while she was unconscious.

Her father was similarly shocked, wondering who his little angel
had fucked to get into that state. He secretly now thought he
should end his abstinence from fucking his lovely daughter and he
should visit her tonight to feel her lovely pussy around his
erect cock instead of using her mouth, as he usually did.

Being an ardent Catholic family, abortion was not an option and
the birth would have to go ahead. However, her parents were
deeply ashamed when the baby boy was born. He was black, very
black. Taylar cried, knowing that her good Catholic parents would
not support her from now on.

And so it proved. She was sent off with her baby to live in
Georgia with poorer relatives of the family, there to suffer
derision from all who saw her with her baby. Local white boys
wanted to use her as a slut and black boys thought that she would
be an easy lay because she had already fucked black boys. Her
life was ruined by the gang-rape and she had no-one to blame but
herself. If only she hadn't sucked her daddy's cock, then....


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