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 A long, long time ago I wrote Sophie, now at last here is part two, there
will be more (hopefully)

   I have started with the final paragraph of the original Sophie story.

   A few days later I was waiting impatiently at the ticket barrier at
Victoria Station for the Brighton train to arrive.  It finally pulled into
the station and hundreds of people rushed out - eager for their weekend in
London.  I anxiously scanned the crowds for the 12 year old nymphet but
couldn't catch sight of her.  I began to worry as the crowd thinned and
there was still no sign of Sophie.  The platform was nearly empty when a
carriage door opened and a middle-aged man looking rather shattered came
out, he followed by an older grey-haired man who looked in a similar state
of shock.  As they staggered up the platform Sophie came out of the same
door.  She looked lovely - her tanned bare legs disappeared into a short,
pleated skirt and she had a white blouse that was unbuttoned showing her
flat chest.  She saw me at the ticket barrier and her face lit up with a
gorgeous smile.  She rushed up the platform, past the stunned men, through
the barrier and threw herself into my arms.  She was kissing me
passionately on the lips as the two men walked by, casting envious glances.
"What have you been up to?" I asked.  "Well those two guys were sat
opposite me on the train" Sophie explained "and I could see that they were
trying to see up my skirt so I sort of let them see my panties".  Was that
all" I said "they looked really shocked".  "Noooo, not really.  After a
while I went to the toilet and took my panties off so when I came back they
could see my cunt.  Then I got a bit carried away and started wanking and
shoving my fingers in as far as they would go".  With that she put her hand
under my nose and I could smell her lovely scent.  Even in the crowded
station I had to open my mouth and suck the cunt juice off her fingers. 
"Bloody hell Sophie" I said, half smiling "you'll get us all arrested!"
"Have I been naughty" Sophie smiled "perhaps you'll have to punish me when
we get home"

   Part two starts here...

   As we walked across the station concourse Sophie slipped her hand in
mine and said "I'm really looking forward to our weekend together", I told
her that I was only meant to collect her from the station and that she
would be staying with her Uncle Ken.  Sophie smiled and told me that she
had received a text from Ken while she was on the train and he had asked
her to stay with me as he wouldn't be able to get back this weekend.  "I
think I'm a bit old for him now" she said quite seriously "he is probably
after Katie, my younger sister, she is only eight".  As we walked across
the station concourse Sophie chatted away as only a 12 year-old can except
that Sophie was mainly chatting about what kinky things we could do
together but ended with "the first thing we must do is fuck" she said in a
matter-of fact way "you haven't fucked me yet.  Then we can think of other
exciting things to do".  I looked down at the pretty schoolgirl, her short
blond hair framing a smiling face, her eyes bright with anticipation and
thought how lucky I was.  I was shaken out of my reverie by a tap on the
shoulder; I turned to see a tall, smartly-dressed man of about 40 who said
"Excuse me Mr Roberts, could I have a few words with you and your
daughter". I was about to explain that my name wasn't Roberts and I wasn't
Sophie's father but fortunately didn't have the time as he went on "My name
is Inspector George Stephens, British Transport Police, we have received
reports that your daughter has been behaving in a lewd manner on the train
likely to cause a breach of the peace" My thoughts of a sex-filled weekend
with Sophie quickly disappeared and were replaced by a thoughts of some
very embarrassing and potentially disastrous questions.  "Perhaps you and
Sophie would like to accompany me to my office?" As we followed the man
across the station concourse Sophie slipped her little hand in mine and
gave it a little squeeze, I looked down at her and she smiled a reassuring
smile.  She had sensed my concern and was trying to help but behind her
smile I could see that she was also worried, I thought how lovely it was
that she cared enough to try and help.  I squeezed back as we entered
Inspector Stephens' office, a small room at the end of a long corridor in
what seemed to be an empty floor at the back of the station.  I thought
that there was something about the situation that wasn't quite right but I
had little time to think further as Inspector Stephens sat at a chair by a
low table and asked Sophie to sit across from him, I wasn't offered a chair
and I stood to one side.  "Now young lady" Inspector Stephens began "you
are very pretty and it seems that you like to excite older men".  Sophie
tried to look shocked and embarrassed but actually looked pleased at the
compliment.  It suddenly struck me what was wrong "Shouldn't there be
someone else present if you are going to question Sophie - don't you know
she is only 12" I said.  The Inspector responded that he was perfectly
aware that Sophie was only 12 because he had all Sophie's details from the
ticket she had scanned at the ticket barrier - she had bought the ticket
using her Young Persons Railcard.  Then he looked at me with annoyance, he
seemed to be the kind of person who liked to be in charge of the situation,
"We could do this through the official channels" he said "but we could also
do this in a way that we would avoid involving the courts and Social
Services".  He looked Sophie up and down, his eyes fixing on her bare legs
and short school skirt.  "A lady has reported that you removed your panties
and exposed yourself to some men on the train, is that correct?" He asked
Sophie.  "I bet that was the dried up old trout a few seats away" replied
Sophie "she looked like she had never been..." "That's enough young lady" I
interrupted "just answer Inspector Stephens questions".  I could see where
this was going - Inspector Stephens wanted to fuck the 12 year-old Sophie
and if Sophie (as I suspected she would) went along with it we could walk
away without any involvement from the authorities.  "Sorry.....Daddy" said
Sophie with a smile - she knew what was going on as well!  "Sophie looked
shyly at the Inspector "Yes I did" she whispered playing the shy
schoolgirl. "Are you wearing any panties now?" Sophie lowered her head and
shook it slowly.  "I want you to show me that you are not wearing panties".
Sophie looked at me and I nodded my head, she pulled up her school skirt
and slowly parted her legs.  The Inspector's gaze was fixed on her preteen
cunt, he could see the pink folds already glistening with Sophie's
excitement and the wispy blonde hair that surrounded them.  "Now show me
what you did to tease the men on the train".  This time Sophie didn't wait
for my approval but started to rub her clit with one hand while thrusting
two fingers from the other hand into her wet slit.  Inspector Stephens
abandoned any pretence of a formal interview and unzipped his trousers and
started wanking his impressive cock.  "Come over here and suck my cock" he
demanded.  Sophie also abandoned any pretence of being a shy, innocent
schoolgirl and immediately left her chair and knelt in front of him.  He
offered his 8" dick to Sophie's face who immediately opened her rosebud lip
sand took his monster into her mouth and proceeded to suck on it expertly.
She ran her tongue along its length, underneath it and around the head
before swallowing as much of it as she could into her pre-teen mouth.  The
Inspector grabbed her head and roughly thrust his cock down Sophie's throat
- he was obviously a man who liked to be in charge.  The situation was
developing rapidly but thankfully I was still thinking straight, the
Inspector was a man who didn't like being crossed - we might need some
"insurance" to get out of this.  The Inspector had his eyes closed as
Sophie ministered to his cock and I was about to surreptitiously take some
incriminating photos on my mobile phone but he suddenly demanded that
Sophie sit astride his rampant cock - he was going to fuck her.  Sophie
immediately complied and stretched her legs either side of his and began to
lower herself onto his cock.  "Oh my God, it's so big" Sophie whimpered
"it's really hurting".  Her face wore an expression of pain but I could
also detect that she was enjoying the hurt and abuse.  "Shut up you slut,
you know you are loving it".  The Inspector forced his cock up into the
schoolgirl's virtually hairless slit.  Again the Inspector closed his eyes
in ecstasy as Sophie's tight cunt began to envelop his throbbing dick. 
This time I took my opportunity and took about 6 photos, the noise of the
shutter being drowned by Sophie's grunts as she forced herself down the
length of the Inspector's shaft.

   I watched amazed at how Sophie's 12 year old cunt lips parted to
accommodate the invading member but she was soon thrusting herself up and
down the full length, her face now a picture of pleasure, Uncle Ken had
really taught her well.  After a short while Sophie had brought the
Inspector close to cumming, "I'm going to cum in your mouth slut" said the
Inspector "and you are going to swallow all of my hot spunk".  He lifted
Sophie off his cock and placed the head at Sophie's lips which she parted
eagerly as he wanked his cock a few seconds later the first spurt of creamy
cum spurted across Sophie's pretty face and into her blond hair.  She
quickly adjusted her position and the next few spurts landed safely in her
mouth.  She held her mouth wide open so that the Inspector could see that
it was full of his spunk, her eyes smiled as she closed her mouth and
swallowed.  She immediately opened it again to show that all the spunk had
gone, she licked her lips and the leaned over to clean the remaining drops
from the rapidly shrinking cock.

   "Well, can we go now?" I asked.  "You can go but I you are not off the
hook" replied Inspector Stephens "I've still got the witness statement and
I want to see more of Sophie.  I run a private club for adults who like to
use young children as sex toys and we are meeting on Monday evening - you
and Sophie will be coming along" I took my phone out of my pocket and
showed him the photos I had taken, he calmly took the phone from me and
said "I am impounding this as potential evidence".  I smiled and said
"fine, keep the phone, I have already emailed the photos to my account". 
He smiled ruefully and handed me the phone.  "Shame" he smiled ruefully.  I
glanced at Sophie and she looked disappointed, I guessed that she might
want to visit the club.  I told the Inspector that we might visit the club
at some time but it would be our decision, not his.  Sophie's face
brightened.  I took her hand and we left the office, "come on, let's see if
we can get you home without any further adventures".  Sophie slipped her
hand in mine as we walked out of the station "I think we need a long chat"

   We arrived at my flat and I made Sophie some supper.  She was quiet
which was unusual for her.  "Can I have a bath Mark?" she asked.  I showed
her the bathroom and she lit some scented candles and turned out the light.
Sophie started to undress without any concern and began to run the bath. 
"Why don't you join me - we can have that talk in the bath?" She filled the
bath with water and bubbles and I admired her 12 year old body as she bent
over.  She was small and slender, not an ounce of fat.  A lovely tight arse
as she stepped into the bath I could see a few wisps of blonde hair around
her cunt and her barely developed breasts like small grapefruits.  "Are you
getting in?" she asked with a small smile, I did not need asking twice.  I
stripped and joined Sophie in the bath, she sat between my legs and leant
back on my chest with my rock hard prick pushing into her back.  I washed
her back and firm little tits "Mark, I'm sorry about causing you so much
trouble" her voice was almost a whisper "Am I a bad girl wanting to show
myself to old men?" I stroked her hair and said "no you are not bad, it's
just very dangerous".  She was quiet for a while "Ever since Ken first
fucked me when I was about 10, I have wanted to be used and abused by
people, I really loved it when the Inspector forced me to do things this
afternoon.  His cock was big and it really hurt but I felt wonderful.  What
was really good was that you were there and I felt safe" Sophie's eyes were
closed as she carried on talking "I've seen things on the internet that I
would like to try but I thought that I might be too young or people or
people might think that I was weird" I asked her quietly if she wanted to
tell me what sort of things she had seen, Sophie was silent for a while and
I thought that she wasn't going to tell me but she finally whispered "
things like girls with lots of men at the same time and girls being hurt,
you know having their tits clamped and being caned.  I've also seen girls
being pissed on and being made to lick men's arses and girls with dogs and
horses" She was very quiet now and I thought I could see tears in her eyes.
"I really want to try those things but I'm scared - will you help me?"

   I stroked here hair and told her that I would help her and protect her
if she wanted to try all those things but that I didn't think that I could
hurt her or abuse her because - and here I paused not knowing how she would
re-act - I thought that I was in love with her.  Sophie reached up and
squeezed my hand "Thank you Mark, that is exactly what I had hoped you
would say because I love you too." I could see candlelight reflecting in
tears streaming down her face.  "Am I mad or bad?  Why do I want people to
do these things to me?  Is it because I never had a Dad and my Mum doesn't
really care about me, am I trying to please people and get them to love me?
Before today I thought I was just looking for love but when that policeman
treated me like a slut and hurt me with his big cock I realised I actually
liked the abuse and pain" The words tumbled out of her mouth as the tears
flowed.  I held her tight and tried to brush away the tears, I was amazed
by the 12 year old's ability to be so reflective and introspective "no
there is absolutely nothing wrong with you darling" I reassured her
"different people have different desires and what you want, although not
normal, would be acceptable in an older woman.  It's just that you are so
young but I will try to look after you".

   Sophie dried her tears and turned to look me in the eye "will you make
love to me?  Slowly, gently, nicely...?" We towelled each other dry, taking
our time and exploring each others' bodies before moving to the bedroom. 
For what seemed like an age we aroused each other with our tongues, lips
and fingertips before I entered Sophie's wet and willing cunt, by cock was
bigger than I could ever recall as I thrust into her again and again, her
hips rose to meet my thrusts as her mouth crushed into mine.  I finally
came with an almighty thrust and moan and Sophie groaned as she reached her
orgasm.  It would be good to say that we made love all night but we were
both exhausted after our experience at the station so we drifted off into a
contented sleep.  Just before she closed her eyes Sophie asked "It's going
to be alright isn't it Mark?" I assured her that everything would be fine
but I knew that looking after a 12 year-old girl as she explored the darker
side of her fantasies was not going to be easy.

   When I awake the next morning Sophie was not beside me but I hear her
talking somewhere else in the house.  I was concerned that she had let
someone else in and I would have some explaining to do.  I followed the
sound of her voice and discovered her in my front bedroom looking at the
park opposite.  She was wearing one of my old tee shirts and nothing else,
her pert bottom outlined through the thin fabric and she wasn't talking,
she was singing tunelessly to a song on her iPod through her earphones and
was oblivious of my approach.  I put my arms around her and squeezed her
budding breasts, and kissed her neck, she froze for a moment and then
relaxed back into me, removing her earphones.  "Good morning darling" I
said "didn't you bring any of your own clothes?" "I didn't think I would
need any" Sophie grinned and reached behind her and squeezed my hard,
throbbing dick.  "Fuck me now while I watch the young girls in the park"
she asked "there are a couple of girls younger than me showing off their
knickers".  She pointed to two girls who were about 9 or 10 years old in
short dresses on a climbing frame, as they climbed and swung they revealed
their tight cotton panties.  Sophie leant forward on to the windowsill and
guided my cock into her young, tight cunt, thrusting herself back until she
was fully impaled.  I withdrew and began fucking her with long, hard
strokes as Sophie fantasised as to what we could do with the young girls
"You could fuck one of them while the other licked my cunt, and then I
could make one of them lick your arse while the other one sucked you and I
fingered her cunt".  Sophie's fantasies brought to orgasm just as I shot my
load into her tight cunt.  She groaned as I pumped my spunk, and then
quickly slipped off my still hard cock, turned and took it in her mouth,
sucking and cleaning it avidly "mmmm that's a lovely taste "she murmured
"spunk and cunt juice!".  I playfully pinched her nipples and said "Come on
slut, it's time we bought you some clothes to match your behaviour".

   Sophie looked puzzled, "I have booked an appointment with Ms Kathryn
Smart, she runs `Nymphette' a private store specialising in `clothes for
the sexier young lady'".  "If you want to be sexy slut you will have to
look like one", Sophie grinned and threw her arms around me "oh yes please,
make me look like the submissive slut that I am - please!"

   A couple of hours later, after quickly cleaning (as best we could)
Sophie's dishevelled school uniform, we pulled up outside a normal-looking
semi-detached house in a town about 30 miles from where I lived.  I had
seen the Nymphette website a few days earlier when I had thought about
buying Sophie some sexy clothes for her visit and following an exchange of
emails had arranged this appointment.  A slim, good-looking woman of about
40 answered the door, dressed in a smart, black skirt and white blouse. 
Her black hair was tied in a bun and she looked at us both over a pair
wire-rimmed glasses "Good morning, I'm Kathryn, you must be Mr Heyes" she
said and extended her hand "and this must be your daughter Sophie".  Again,
I didn't bother to correct her assumption of Sophie's relationship to me.
Kathryn looked at Sophie for a bit longer than usual, "mmm you are very
pretty Sophie, let's go inside".

   Kathryn ushered us in to the front room of her house, she must have
noticed my confused look, "I have to be discreet" she said "I have my
private fitting rooms upstairs".  Again she looked at Sophie "Your father
tells me that that you want to dress like a slut, is that right?" Sophie
looked shyly at Kathryn "Yes..." she hesitated, unsure how to address
Kathryn.  "You can call me Miss Kathryn...for the moment".  "Yes Miss
Kathryn, I want to be a slut, and I want to be used and abused sexually".
Sophie was red-faced with embarrassment but the words came out in a
determined manner, she was committed to her path of depravity.  A thin
smile crept across Kathryn's face "I think I can help you Sophie" she said.
Kathryn took Sophie to her private fitting rooms whilst I scanned a
catalogue of available outfits (most of which I had seen online).  A while
later Kathryn presented Sophie in her first outfit.  I'm not usually a fan
of cheerleader costumes but Sophie looked so sexy in the short skirt, vest
and white socks.  Kathryn had tied her hair in bunches and a twirl from
Sophie revealed tiny white cotton panties.  Sophie's nipples were hard and
poked through the thin material of her vest, showing that she was as
excited by this show as I was.  "that's very sexy" I said "but it you won't
be able to wear that outfit if we are out looking for people to fulfil your
wish to be abused.  We would be arrested before you could attract any
punters" Sophie looked crestfallen.  "We can keep it for when we are in
private" I said.  Sophie smiled and went back upstairs with Kathryn.

   I had to wait longer for the next outfit but it worth the effort as it
took my breath away.  Sophie had been transformed into the ultimate slut -
bright red lipstick, eye shadow and mascara had turned the 12 year old's
face into that of an experienced hooker.  She was wearing 4" heels, black
sheer stockings attached to a black basque and her black nylon panties were
covered by the shortest of miniskirts.  Around her neck was a leather dog
collar with the word SLUT picked out in gold studs, Kathryn led Sophie into
the room by a leash attached to the collar.  "Are you ready to be a slut?"
Kathryn asked Sophie.  "Yes Mistress Kathryn" Sophie replied.  "Sophie and
I have been chatting upstairs and she agreed that now would be a good time
to start her slut training.  Isn't that right Sophie?" Sophie lowered her
head "Yes Mistress Kathryn, I am ready to be your slut" she replied
quietly. Kathryn walked over to a black leather couch, leading Sophie by
the dog chain, she sat on the couch, "kneel before me" she commanded. 
Sophie did as she was ordered and knelt in front of her new mistress. 
Kathryn pulled her skirt up to her waist, she wore black stockings and
suspender belt with matching panties "you may remove my panties".  Sophie
gently removed the panties and Kathryn spread her legs revealing her hairy
cunt.  "You will worship your mistress's cunt with your worthless tongue"
she commanded pulling Sophie's face into her crotch using the dog leash. 
Sophie dutifully started to lick Kathryn's hairy bush, tentatively at first
but she soon began to use her young tongue avidly on the older woman's
cunt. She explored every corner of the orifice, eliciting groans from
Kathryn.

   Kathryn moaned in pleasure and kept her hand firmly on the back of
Sophie's head forcing her pre-teen face into her mature cunt.  I couldn't
help myself and before long I had my cock in my hand and was wanking
furiously; Kathryn opened her eyes and smiled at my engorged cock.  "Enough
for the moment slut" she said pushing Sophie away "I want some of your
Dad's cock".  She stood up, took off her skirt and panties and walked over
to me.  She stood astride my cock before lowering herself, taking the full
length in one motion.  "Here slut" she commanded Sophie and bending forward
offered her arse to Sophie "lick my arsehole while I fuck your Dad". 
Sophie hesitated briefly before placing her hands on Kathryn's arse cheeks
and gently prising them apart and put her pretty face close to her new
mistress' pinky brown hole.  Over Kathryn's shoulder I saw a grimace cross
Sophie's face but without a murmur she bent to her task; I knew Sophie was
working Kathryn's arsehole from the groans of delight that came from her as
she rode my cock.  It wasn't long before Kathryn shouted "I'm cumming, push
that tongue up further slut" as she reached behind and forced Sophie's face
deeper into her crack.  At the same time I reached my climax and spurted my
spunk deep into Kathryn's cunt.

   After a minute or so Kathryn let go of Sophie's head and told her to lie
on her back on the floor, Kathryn then eased herself off my rapidly
diminishing cock and walked over to where Sophie lay "open your mouth slut"
she commanded.  Sophie did as she was told and Kathryn squatted over the
pretty pre-teen face and let the contents of her cunt slide out into
Sophie's eager mouth.  Kathryn squeezed the last drop of mycum out and
lowered herself onto Sophie's face "lick me clean now bitch".  Sophie must
have worked Kathryn's cunt for five minutes before the older woman stood up
and looked at Sophie and said to me "you certainly have a lovely, dirty
slut as a daughter".  I looked at Sophie and her face and hair were covered
in spunk and her lipstick and mascara was smudged but she had a beautiful
smile and a look of pure contentment on her face.

   "Thank mistress Kathryn and Daddy" she said "I think I am going to enjoy
being a slut....."

   TO BE CONTINUED Comments and constructive criticism are welcome Please
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