Title: Hailey’s Ordeal Author: Serum114 Email: SerumStories@gmail.com Codes: Mg MF-gg rape nc pedo anal BDSM Snuff Hailey's Ordeal Part 1: The man wasn't sure what he wanted to do with the unconscious girl, so he put her naked body in his standup shower and turned on the water. He washed up the blood off the floor with a few towels and threw them in a pile to burn. He examined the girl’s clothes lying in the corner. Her panties were plain white and had old menstrual blood stains and were slightly damp with piss. The man thought for a moment, and decided to keep them. He threw the rest of her clothes in the burn pile. With everything cleaned up, he gathered the towels and clothes and headed to his garage. He had a large blue trash can just inside his garage. He threw the stuff in and headed to his car. He popped the trunk. Inside his trunk were a large plastic tarp and the girl’s purse. He disposed of the tarp, and took the purse inside. He walked to the bathroom, turned off the shower and sat on the toilet to rummage through the girls purse. He quickly found the girl's student ID, and discovered she had turned 17 the week before. “Happy birthday...” he squinted at the driver’s license, “Kari Reinhardt.” He put the ID on the counter. He looked back in the purse, and pulled out a wad of bills and shoved them in his pocket without counting them. There was nothing else worth keeping, so he threw the bag aside. He turned his attention to the girl. She was moaning slightly, and barely breathing. He picked her up and carried her down the hall to a well-lit, sparse room. He strapped the naked and bruised girl to a hospital bed, inserted an I.V., and started her on a saline drip. From the bedside cabinet, he pulled out a premeasured dosage of a strong sedative, and administered it. He left the room, and locked the door behind him. The next morning he returned. He walked over to the girl, whose eyes were now open. She looked at the man as her eyes welled with tears. “Who are you?” “Shh.” He walked to the side of her bed. She was still very weak from the sedative. It was then the girl noticed the other man standing in the doorway. He was a short, stocky, well dressed Indian man. The girl's captor spoke to the short man. “She's 17 years old.” The Indian man approached the girl, took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a few drags before he spoke. “She looks younger.” The captor nodded. “That’s good, I guess.” The short man spoke with a strong Indian accent. He looked the girl up and down, methodically checking for faults. “What's wrong with her nose?” “It's broke.” The short man nodded. “It'll heal fine. Just give it a couple weeks.” “You should have been more careful. My people like them fresh.” The Indian man reached out, stroked the girl’s leg and asked, “Are you a virgin?” The girl hesitated before answering, not sure if she should lie. She told the truth. “Yes.” The short man examined the girl for a few more moments before asking her, “What’s your name?” “It’s…Keri. Who are you?” The Indian man quickly answered back. “I’ll ask the questions.” He turned to her captor. “I guess she’ll do. Will you give her the sedative?” “How long do you want her out?” The man asked, as he opened the cabinet. “About 4 hours.” The man nodded, and loaded a syringe. The girl lied on the bed, and was administered the sedative through the I.V.. The Indian man spoke to her captor, watching the girl fall unconscious, “I left the money on your kitchen table.” The short man unstrapped the girl and carried her out of the room. “Take care.” The man nodded. A month later, the girl was sold to a wealthy Turkish business man. Satisfied with this sale, the man was in no hurry to find his next victim. Three weeks later he decided it was time. It was a Saturday, and he woke early to check his usual spots. He would start the day with a jog through the park. He had always been a jogger, and had never thought about hunting while running. That all changed on a cool fall Thursday morning 7 years prior. The man was on his fifth and final mile of his morning jog when he spotted her about 150 yards ahead. She was young; he guessed 11 or 12 years old. Over her small shoulders, she carried a large, overstuffed backpack. Her tiny frame, juxtaposed with her hulking bag made her seem even more vulnerable to the leering man. They were both heading in the same direction, so he slowed his pace to think. His car was not far off. “Could I?” He thought as he closed in on the little girl. He made up his mind and picked up his pace. “Good morning, young lady.” he said in his most gentlemanly voice as he passed her by. “Good morning.” She replied with a meek smile. The man jogged on. About 25 yards past the girl, he pretended to twist his ankle. The man hobbled over to a tree and leaned against it, moaning deceitfully. The young girl approached with a concerned look. “Are you okay?” She asked as she stopped near the man. “I'm fine, I just...” The man winced from a fictitious sharp pain as he placed his foot down, “I just twisted my ankle.” The girl stood looking at him for a few moments. “Could you do me a favor?” He frowned at the girl, seemingly in great pain. “My car's right over there.” He gestured toward his car. “Could you help me?” The girl thought for a few moments. Lucky for the man, he did not look like the popular stereotype of a child predator. He was handsome, always well groomed, drove a luxury sedan, was well spoken and could be quite charming. He could tell the young girl was apprehensive, but his heart started pounding when she started walking toward him. “Dumb cunt.” He thought. He placed his hand on her shoulder, and they started walking toward his car. He could feel the strap of her bra through her wind breaker and t-shirt. He assumed it was a training bra, because the girl's breasts were barely bee stings. “Why are you out so early?” The man asked. “I have swim practice before school.” She answered quietly. “This is a shortcut.” They slowly approached the car, and the man prepared to make his move. He discreetly prepared his sweat towel to use as a gag. He made one final, quick glance around and popped his trunk. Before the girl could react, she had the sweaty towel tightly over her mouth and was being shoved into the trunk. The man jumped into his car, and headed home. He drove with the kind of care and attention that only someone with something to hide does. He made $17,000 by selling that girl to a child pornographer. He had no such luck this morning. It was too crowded, too many nosy parents to spoil his fun. So he just jogged, thinking about the hunt of that day 7 years ago. He remembered the way her panties smelt of piss when he ripped them off. He remembered how she repeatedly begged for her mommy as he violently raped her tight asshole. The man forced the thought from his mind as he started to get aroused. After he jogged, he returned home to shower and plan the rest of his day. He decided to go for a drive. He spent some time going over maps of different neighborhoods. He was always researching, looking for perfect places to hunt, so he already had several possible candidates. He finally settled on one. It was an hour drive from his house, but it fit all his requirements. The houses weren't too densely backed together and it was a wooded area, so he would have privacy. A new elementary school had been built recently, so he knew there must be plenty of children. Finally, there was no police station close enough to respond quickly, it he needed to flee. He ate a quick lunch, grabbed a rag and chloroform and headed out. The man drove up and down the streets, careful to keep a discreet speed. He saw many young girls, but none really fit his type. He was on his second hour when he discovered a suitable girl. She was thin. Some might say “lanky”. She had shoulder length brown hair that was tied into a ponytail. The pubescent girl had a pair of stylish, thick framed black glasses. She wore a tight horizontally striped baby-doll t- shirt, and short khaki shorts. The man drove past her, and parked his car a few hundred feet up the road. He stopped here because a large hedge would block all peering eyes. He quickly soaked a rag in chloroform, and put it in his back pocket. He stepped out of his car, and grabbed a cane. He limped severely around to the front of the car and unfolded a map on the hood. When the girl got closer, the man nudged the cane so it fell to the ground. “Oh, darn it.” He said, loud enough for the girl to hear, while pretending not to notice her. He stumbled, and, with embellished difficulty, reached for the cane. The girl looked, but didn't offer assistance. “Whoa.” The man waved his arms and took a dive. The girl ran over to him. “Are you...are you okay?” She offered her hand to the man. He took it and lifted himself up. “Thank you, young lady.” He smiled at her, and wiped the dirt off of his knees. The girl turned to walk away. “Excuse me. Do you know where Oakwood Street is?” The girl turned back toward the man and thought. “It doesn’t sound familiar. No. I don't think so.” “Oh,” The man replied. “My son just bought his first house. I'm trying to find it.” His next lines were the result of much research. “He teaches at the middle school up the road. What's the name of it? Mull... something, Mull...hollow?” “Mulholland.” The girl corrected him. “Right, that's it. Do you go there?” She said she did. “Maybe you know him? He teaches math, Mr. Curtis?” The man had researched the local middle school's website, and found the teacher the young girls would most likely have a crush on. The girl smiled shyly. “Yeah, I know him.” The man turned toward the map, and the girl approached. “What’s your name?” “I’m Hailey.” The man nodded and placed his hands on the hood of the car. “He said it was by some park, but I can't find it on the map.” Little Hailey leaned over the map and examined it. “Which park did he...” The girl was unconscious in seconds, and being shoved into the man's trunk. The man calmly and coolly drove home. He parked his car in the garage, and closed the door behind him. He could hear the girl weeping as he approached the trunk. She stopped crying when she heard to popping sound of the trunk being remotely opened. The man opened the trunk and saw the terror on her face. The man punched the girl in the stomach, knocking the air out of her. As she gasped for air, he forced her out of the trunk by her hair. He dragged her, stumbling, into the house toward the bathroom. This was the first stop for all his victims. This girl would be no exception. He shoved her against the sliding shower door, opposite the bathroom door. He closed the door behind him. The girl wept between coughs and wheezes. “Take your clothes off.” He spoke with a commanding calm. The girl continued her labored breathing, not acknowledging the man. He shouted. “Take your fucking clothes off!” She jumped, startled. She continued to weep. “What do you want?!” She backed up against the shower door and slid slowly to a crouch. The man approached and quickly grabbed her by the throat. He lifted her, kicking and choking, so she was eye to eye with him. He shouted in her face, spittle landing in her gaping mouth. “I want you to take your fucking clothes off! Do you understand me?!” She struggled to nod a “yes”, and when she did, the man threw her to the floor. “Stupid cunt.” He turned and sat on the bathroom counter. The girl slowly picked herself off the floor, and rubbed her neck. She turned toward the man. “Well?” She looked at the floor, and slid her flat mary jane shoes off. She lifted her shirt over her head, and dropped it on the floor. Like most girls her age, she wore a training bra. A completely superfluous item, as girls her age had little, if anything, to support. It was gray with a pink trim. There was a cartoon character that the man didn't recognize. The girl shook visibly, and begged the man. “Please…please…please.” She scrunched her face and frowned as she pled. “Please don’t kill me.” He answered calmly. “Do as I ask and I won’t have to.” The man kicked his own shoes off. “Take off your shorts.” The girl’s hands her barely steady enough to undo the button. When she finally got it, she pulled her shorts down to reveal a pair of panties that matched her bra. They were pink with a gray trim, and featured the same cartoon character. The girl crossed her hands in front of her crotch, and sheepishly looked down. “Those too honey.” He pointed at her bra and panties. “Take those off.” She slipped the bra off first. Her breasts were beautifully pert. They were little more than walnuts. She tossed the bra down and looked at the man, hoping for a reprieve. He just raised his eyebrows to signal she wouldn’t get one. She slid her thumbs under the elastic waist, and pulled her panties down. She kicked them off her feet, and stood with her hands in front of her crotch. “Move your fucking hands.” The man said, losing patience. The girl put her hands flat against her legs, and cried. The man stared at her exposed pussy. She was nearly hairless, sporting only a few wispy pubic hairs. “How old are you?” The girl spoke quietly. “I’m eleven.” Like girls her age, she had no visible labia minora, just beautiful, meaty lips. He started removing his socks. “Come here.” The man ordered the girl. “And bring your panties.” She bent at the waist, and collected her discarded underwear. She cautiously walked up to the man, who was still sitting on the counter. He opened his hand to receive the dirty garment. She handed them to him. He looked at them, and felt their warmth in his fingers. “When did you put these on?” She was not looking at him. “Um…last night.” The man held the crotch of the panties to his nose, and took a deep sniff. The scent was incredible. There was a hint of stale piss, sweat & the sourness of a woman. “Did you touch yourself last night?” He turned the panties over and sniffed the ass. “You know, between the legs.” He looked at her. She was staring at the ground. “Don’t lie. I can smell it.” He waited for her response. “So, did you? Did you touch yourself?” “Y…Y…Yes.” With his left hand, he grabbed the crying girl behind the neck, and shoved the dirty panties into her face. “Do you like the way they smell?” The girl futilely tried to avoid her soiled panties. “Smell them!” The girl grunted. The man laughed and shoved harder. “You smell like a whore! Smell your fucking cunt, you stupid whore!” He continued to rub the panties on her face. She stopped struggling and began sniffing them. “That’s right. What did you think about while you touched yourself? What got your cute little cunt wet?” He lowered the panties from the girl’s nose, and shoved her away forcefully. “Get in the shower.” The man hopped to his feet and undid his belt. The girl turned, and walked slowly toward the shower door. She slid the door open, entered and turned toward the man. He was now standing and removing his pants. “Get on your knees. I need to piss.” The girl lowered herself to her knees and the man removed his boxers. The girl’s eyes widened as she stared at his erect penis, the head of which was moistened with pre-cum. His cock was an unremarkable 6 and a half inches long, but to the shivering and vulnerable little girl, it might as well have been 12. He entered the shower with the girl. She stared at the tiled floor. “Look at me!” His voice boomed and echoed in the closed shower. The girl’s eyes darted to his. They were red and swollen, and dripping with tears. “Open your mouth.” The man hadn’t pissed in several hours. “Keep your fucking mouth open.” He aimed his dick at the girl’s gaping mouth and started to piss. Hailey’s mouth quickly filled with the hot liquid and she spit it out. The man slapped her hard across the face. “Don’t spit it out!” She cried more intensely and lowered her head. The man continued urinating, soaking her hair. “Open your fucking mouth!” He shouted. She looked back up and opened her mouth. Her mouth quickly filled again and she closed her lips. “Swallow it!” The girl closed her eyes and gulped the foul smelling liquid. She bent over and braced her hands against her thighs. She gagged and coughed, while saliva dripped to the tile. The man laughed. “Don’t throw up now. Or do you want to drink that too?” He leaned over the girl and smacked her, with all his strength, on her pale ass. The girl screamed and fell on her stomach. The man stepped out of the shower and turned the water on as cold as it could get. The girl gasped for air as the icy water hit her on the back. “Please!” She cried, getting to her feet. “Please, let me go!” The man ignored her pleas. “Clean your hair. You fucking reek of piss.” She stepped under the stream for a few painful seconds. The man switched the water off. He grabbed a towel from the rack and tossed it to the soaked and shivering little girl. “Here. Dry yourself.” She ran the towel over her body, while trying to cover herself. “Now you’re modest?” He rolled his eyes. “You just drank my fucking piss.” The man laughed. “You mmmmade mmmmmme.” Hailey answered, teeth chattering. “It was ggggggrossss.” “That’s bullshit, and you know it. You’re enjoying this.” He approached the girl, who was still drying herself. He now spoke in an intense whisper, “Sluts always do.” He ripped the towel from her. She instantly tried to cover herself. “Come on, Hailey.” She flinched when he spoke her name. “The cat’s out of the bag. You’re a slut.” The girl just shook her head. “So an 11 year old girl that strips for a strange man isn’t a slut? A little girl that, just because she’s asked, will drink a grown man’s piss, straight from his dick, isn’t a slut?” “You made me do it.” She said defiantly. “Don’t fucking lie to me, cunt! You’ll be fucking sorry!” He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the bathroom. They entered his “guest room”. This was an austere room, with only a twin sized bed and a small closet in the corner. The man pushed the girl down on the bed. She buried her face into the white pillow and cried. She didn’t notice the blood stains. The bed frame had 4 adjustable straps for securing feet and hands. The straps were currently set to accommodate a girl significantly smaller than Hailey, so he quickly adjusted them. She started kicking as he strapped her in. “Don’t move!” She continued to struggle, but he managed to get her secure. The man went to the closet and got a wooden dowel. It was about 3 feet long, and the thickness of a pencil. The girl still had her face buried in a pillow, so she never saw the first swing coming. With about half the force he could muster, the man stuck the young girl across her ass. She let out a nightmarish scream. The man watched her pale ass intently as the welt formed. It started as a pale pink stripe, but quickly intensified to a dark red. With the same intensity, he took another swing at the girl. Again, he watched the welt form. This one intersected the other welt, forming an “X” on her right ass cheek. The helpless girl continued to scream into the pillow. He continued caning the little girl over the next half hour. The girl pissed herself after the 25th blow, which only caused the man to swing more intensely. He lost count after 50 swats and only stopped after his arm got tired. He sat on the bed next to the quivering girl, and rested his hand on her red, battered ass. He rested for a few minutes while listening to the girl weep and mumble into the pillow. The man once again turned his attention to the little girl’s ass. He knelt on the bed next to her and softly kissed her contused ass cheeks. He took a cheek into each hand, and slowly spread them, revealing her pristine, pink asshole. He slowly traced the outer rim of her anus with his tongue, savoring the tastes and smells. He tongue raped her ass, before starting to work with his finger. “Do you ever put anything in your asshole?” He licked his finger, and moistened the girl’s hole. The girl answered quietly. “No.” The man shoved his middle finger, up to the second knuckle, into the girl’s asshole. “Ow! Ow! Ow!” The girl cried, gritting her teeth. “Please stop!” The man worked at stretching the girl’s anus, by slowly increasing the speed of the penetration. After a few minutes, he stopped and removed his finger. There was a residue of shit on his finger, and under his fingernail. “Dirty fucking cunt!” The man laughed and got on the girl’s back. He put his knees on either side of her ass and leaned to whisper in her ear. “Your ass tastes good, Hailey. Real fucking good.” He reached around her and smeared his shitty fingers on her lips. She closed her mouth tightly, and shook her head to avoid the foul finger. She struggled for a few minutes while the man laughed. The man finally stopped and wiped his finger clean in her hair. The girl was relieved at this, but when she felt the man’s cock against her asshole, she quickly filled with dread. “No. No. No!” The man started his penetration. With his dripping pre-cum as the only lube, he forced the head of his cock past the child’s unwelcoming sphincter. The man spoke. “The tightness and warmth of a little girl’s virgin asshole is something any man could appreciate. It’s a shame few get the opportunity.” After a few forceful thrusts, all of which were met with equally forceful screams, the man buried his entire cock in the girl’s rectum. Again, he leaned over to her ear. He couldn’t whisper this time. The girl’s screams were too loud. “You fucking slut!” He shouted in her ear. “You piece of shit cunt! You don’t think you’re a whore! Worthless slut!” The man slowly started pounding the child’s asshole, with a callous disregard to any damage he might be causing. All the man thought about was the pain of the little girl below him, and the euphoric tightness around his cock. A few minutes into the violent rape, he felt lubricating warmth around his cock. He immediately recognized it as blood. He continued ravaging her anus for several minutes. The evidence of her external abuse on her welted ass, and evidence of her internal abuse around his blood lubed cock, brought the man close to orgasm. With a few more thrusts he started to cum. He groaned as spurt after spurt of sticky cum filled the crying little girl’s bowels. The man quivered as his orgasm ceased, and fell to the bed beside the girl. He breathed heavily for a few moments before speaking to the girl. “Well.” He took a deep breath. “Wasn’t that fun?” The girl said nothing. The man sat up, and watched blood and cum ooze from the young girl’s asshole. He then got up and left the room. He returned a few moments later with a sedative filled syringe. He injected the girl. After she passed out, he undid the straps around her wrists and ankles and carried her to the bathroom. He washed her in the shower. He dried her and carried her to another room. It was a bare room with a concrete floor and a drain in the center of the room. He placed her on the mat and went to the kitchen. He filled an empty milk carton with water, made a quick peanut butter sandwich, and returned to the girl. He placed the sandwich and jug of water at the girl’s feet, and left the room. He locked the door behind him and flipped a switch by the door. The room was lit up by 4 blinding flood lights. The man showered and went to bed. He awoke the next morning shortly after 7am. He went to the girl’s cell and looked through the glass window. The girl was in the far corner of the room, in the fetal position. He switched off the flood lights. All that remained for light was a dull, 40 watt bulb dangling from the ceiling. The girl sat up quickly, cringing, as her battered ass touched the ground. She stood up and backed into the corner. “Why are you doing this?” The man didn’t respond, he just walked up to the terrified girl and grabbed her by the hair. The girl screamed something unintelligibly as the man forced her to the ground near the drain. The girl cried into her hands as the man stood over and pulled his boxers down. He aimed his penis at the back of the little girl’s head, and started to empty his painfully full bladder. She tried avoiding the piss, but the man fiercely kicked her in the stomach. The girl tried to scream, but found herself unable to breathe. “Don’t move!” The man kicked her again, causing piss to spray aimlessly around the room. “Stupid fucking cunt!” Again, he aimed his thick piss stream at the gasping girl. After several seconds his bladder emptied. “There’s nothing like the first piss of the morning.” The man left the room, locking the disheveled girl in. He switched on the floodlights, and went to take a shower. After the shower, he decided what he was going to do with the girl. His first thought was to contact a man he knew only as Mr. Leopold. This particular buyer favored girls between ages 9 and 13. To contact Mr. Leopold, the man would email him an encrypted .zip file. The .zip file was to contain photos of the girl, and an asking price. After deciding on $23,000 for the girl, he grabbed his camera and headed to the girls cell. He flipped of the flood lights and opened the door. She was huddled in the same spot as she had been in the morning. “Get up.” He said in a calm, almost gentlemanly, tone. She stood up slowly. “Come here.” She walked toward the man, and stopped about 5 feet from him. She stared at the floor, sniffling. “I need to take pictures of you. Look up.” The girl lifted her head, showing the man her bloodshot eyes. The man snapped several pictures of the front of girl, including a close-up of her hairless slit. “Turn to the side.” He took her picture in profile. “Turn around.” The girl turned and the man took pictures of the girl’s striped ass. “Now bend over.” The girl bent slightly. “Fucking bend over!” He pushed down on the girls shoulder. He kicked her legs apart. “And spread your legs. Goddamn, you’re a dumb cunt!” The girl started sobbing at the abuse. “Now spread your ass.” The girl reached back and spread her ass apart. The man look a picture of the girl’s damaged anus and, still virginal, cunt. When he was done, he left the room without saying a word. The girl clenched her eyes as the flood lights were flipped on. The man loaded the pictures onto his computer and emailed Leopold. The man left the house to tend to a few errands. When he returned, he saw that he had revived a reply. Leopold had agreed to the price, and he would be picking up the girl in 72 hours. The man decided to make even more money off of the girl, before he had to give her up. He wouldn't return to the terrified girl until the next night. When she heard the door open, the girl jumped up. She saw the man standing near the door, with what looked like a syringe in his hand. "What are you doing?" She asked, shivering. "Come here." The girl instinctively backed away, but stopped herself. "That's a good girl. Now come here." The girl slowly started walking toward the man. When she reached him he put his hand out and softly, almost sweetly, brushed their hair out of her eyes. "I need to give you this, give me your arm.” The girl didn't resist. The needle pierced the skin and the man pushed the plunger. The man caught the girl as she fell unconscious. She woke several hours later. She was on her back, and she felt a cold concrete floor beneath her. She opened her eyes, and noticed she had been dressed. She was wearing a black and white plaid skirt and a black sweater vest over a long sleeve white blouse. “She’s awake.” A voice said, followed by the sound of several men cheering and clapping. Her eyes adjusted and she saw she was in a very large, unfurnished room. The ceiling was very high and had exposed pipes. She turned her head and saw a group of about 8 men. They were all well dressed, and looking at her. She turned her head away. She sat up, and then stumbled to her feet. She looked around the room. She saw a large door in the side of the room opposite the group of men. Without thinking, she darted toward the door. She reached the door and pulled. It didn’t budge. She heard the men laughing at her. She started screaming. “Help! Help me!” The group of men casually walked over to her, laughing harder as her screams became more desperate. “Leaving already, honey?” A deep voice said. “The party just started.” His laugh rose above the crowd. The men stood, watching the girl as she shook the door. She turned and scanned the rest of the room. There was a large door, obviously intended for trucks, on the opposite side of the room. It was padlocked. There were no other doors or windows. She was trapped. “You’re not going anywhere you sexy little slut.” Another voice came from the crowd. “Me and my friends paid a lot of money to party with you.” The girl leaned her back against the cold steal door, and slid down. She pulled her knees into her chest and wept. The crowd of men laughed again, and mocked the girl. “Awwwww, do you want your mommy, little girl?” A large man said in a sarcastic tone. “Here,” he pulled out a cellphone, “let me call her for you. You’re gonna need help eating all our cum.” “Call her dad too!” Another voice spoke above the crowd. “He’d probably enjoy seeing his little cunt daughter sucking on Trane’s tree trunk.” The men laughed again and looked at a very tall, muscular man standing against the wall. “How long’s it been Trane? How long since you drained those balls of yours?” The large man stared stoically at the girl. “Six days.” The crowd moaned. “Damn, you got your work cut out for you girlie.” The girl didn’t lift her head from her knees. “Get on your fucking feet!” She recognized the voice as that of her abductor. She didn’t move. “I said,” the man grabbed her hair forcefully, and yanked her up, “get on your fucking feet!” The child screamed at the pain. “Stop.” She opened her eyes and kicked the man in the shin. “Fuck!” He cried, and shoved the girl against the door. Her head hit hard causing her vision to blur. The man grabbed her around the neck and choked her. “Fucking cunt!” He shouted in her face, spittle landing on her cheeks. She couldn’t breathe. “Someone get me the cuffs!” The man squeezed her small neck harder. Her vision went black. When she came to, the man was locking handcuffs around her ankles. She tried to swing at the man, but her hands were cuffed behind her back. The man reached behind the girl, grabbed the chain of the cuffs, and pulled her to her feet. She screamed as her shoulders were painfully twisted. She was dragged to the center of the room, where the man forced her to her knees. “I didn’t want to have to do this,” the man inserted a dental retractor into her mouth, “but you’ve shown that you can’t be trusted not to bite.” He adjusted the retractor to the point where the girl was sure her jaw was about to snap. The girl whimpered in agonizing pain. “Do you want me to stop? Do you want me to take it out?” The girl screamed and nodded. “I will, but you have to promise me something. Will you do that? Will you promise me?” The girl nodded. “You have to promise not to bite anyone. If you do, I keep turning this until your fucking jaw snaps. Do you understand? Do you promise?” The girl nodded eagerly. “Okay.” The man loosened the retractor and removed it from her mouth. He then addressed the men, who now formed a circle around the girl. “The usual rules apply tonight. There will be no closed fist hits, and nothing in the cunt. You will each get 10 minutes with the girl. You can spit and piss on her, and fuck her in her ass. Do not cum during your turn. After everyone gets 10 minutes, we will go again, so you can all cum. Also, please, no shitting. That tends to… ruin the mood.” The men laughed and looked at a small spectacled man. “Yeah, brownie.” A few men said. The small man rolled his eyes. The girl’s abductor continued his speech. “This girl has already been sold. If you’re willing to pay $28,000 however, she can be yours.” The man looked at the girl. She looked defeated. “Anyway, that’s all I have to say. Now you can get started.” The man maneuvered through the crowd, walked to a table near the door. He reached into a bucket and pulled out a piece of folded paper. He read it. “Spud, you’re up first. You have 10 minutes.” The man glanced at his watch. A bald man of about 50 years stepped forward, toward the girl. “Hi, baby.” He said and undid his belt. He pulled his pants and boxers off and set them on the floor. He was already erect. “I get a fresh one tonight.” He circled to the back of the girl. “Stand up.” He pulled the girl to her feet. “Let’s get a good look at you.” He lifted the girl’s skirt, and started squeezing her panty covered ass. “Does your daddy spank you, little girl?” “N…n…no.” She answered, quietly. “Your daddy must be queer then. If you were my daughter, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off your ass.” He slapped the girl’s ass firmly. He reached under her skirt and rubbed her pussy through her panties. “Piss.” “Wh…wh…what?” The man shouted in her ear. “I said piss, you dumb cunt!” Hailey started crying again. “Piss, god damn it!” She forced herself to piss. “That’s right,” the man said as the warm liquid flowed through his fingers, “piss your cute little panties.” After the last drop dripped from the girl’s cunt, spud walked around to the front of her. Her head was hanging. “Look at me!” The girl looked up. The bald man slapped her across the face with his piss soaked hand. The crack echoed through the warehouse. The man slapped her again. He reached down and pulled down her panties. “Hand me a knife.” The man said to no one in specific. An overweight man pulled a pocket knife out of his back pocket and handed it to Spud. He cut her panties off. He closed the knife and tossed it back to the man. “Put your head back baby. Open your mouth.” Hailey tilted her head back, and opened her mouth. Spud rung out her piss soaked panties into her mouth. She grimaced and gagged. He then shoved the soiled panties into the girl’s mouth. “Don’t spit those out.” He forced the girl to her knees, and aimed his cock at her head. After a few seconds, a stream of piss pelted the top of Hailey’s head. She closed her eyes, and was baptized by the unholy liquid. “You have two minutes.” A voice called. “That’s it? Dammit.” The man pulled the girls panties from her mouth. He smeared his cock with the piss soaked underwear, and grabbed the girls head. “Open up baby.” Hailey opened her mouth, and the man started fucking her mouth. She gagged and coughed as the man’s cock hit the back of her throat. He continued thrusting for a few moments before he pulled out. When he did, the girl coughed and spit on the floor. Spud spit on her. “Time’s up Spud,” the voice called. Spud walked away, stroking his cock. The rest of the men were already naked from the waist down. “Night, you’re up.” A black man of about 30 stepped forward. “My, my, my, ain’t nothin’ better than a scared little white girl.” He walked up to the girl. “How old are you, bitch?” “11.” She answered shakily. “Put your face on the floor and let me see that tight little ass.” Hailey followed the order, and lowered her face to the ground. Her cheek rested in a rank puddle of piss. He knelt behind her. He stuck his cold hand out and rubbed her ass, feeling the raised welts. “You been bad, uh you little slut? Had to get a whippin’?” He ran his fingers over her virgin pussy, which was still wet with piss. The other men watched closely to ensure no rules were broken. “Does this make your little cunt feel good little girl?” He rubbed his middle and index fingers against her tender asshole. "How does this feel?" The girl pulled away slightly. He violently penetrated her with his fingers. The girl squealed. “OW! Please…” The man ignored her plea. He twisted his fingers around inside of the girl. “This feel good, little girl? You like my fingers up your little asshole?” The man continued fingering her asshole, while she whimpered out of fear and embarrassment. “You have two minutes Night!” The man pulled his fingers out of the girl and positioned himself behind her. He pressed his swollen cock against the girl’s asshole. He forced it in with one thrust. His cock was larger than the one that had violently raped her two nights before. The pain was nauseating. The man shoved his fingers into the girl’s mouth. “Taste your asshole, bitch!” The pain, coupled with the stench and taste of the man’s fingers caused her to gag. The only reason she didn’t vomit was that she hadn’t eaten in nearly two days. Night continued violently sodomizing the child. “Time’s up.” He pulled out, and stared into her gaping anus as it closed back up. He stood up, and looked at the girl’s face, which was wrenched in pain. “I’m going to love coming on that pretty little face of yours.” Over the next hour, the six remaining men took turns with the girl. Each man felt the need to outdo the preceding rapist. When one man spanked the girl, the next one whipped her. When one man pinched her nipples, the next man bit them. Her back was bleeding, cut in several places by a studded leather belt. She had been forced to deepthroat several men, which lead to the pool of saliva and stomach acid on the floor. Her asshole was stretched and torn, with blood slowly dripping out. She had experienced more pain over that one hour than she had her entire life. She prayed for death, and the worst was yet to come. While this girl was being raped and abused to the point of nearly losing consciousness, one large man stood in back of the crowd. He never removed his eyes from the girl. He stood with his large arms crossed over his chest, patiently waiting for his turn. His cock stood erect at just over 10 inches, and had the diameter of a soda can. He always went last. His name was Trane. He was 6’8” and had a muscular, athletic build. “You’re up Trane.” The crowd of men cackled. Hailey was lying face down on the cold concrete floor. Trane walked up to the girl and nudged her with his shoe. “Get up girl.” She didn’t move. He nudged her again. She still didn’t move. He took a capsule of smelling salt out of his breast pocket. He snapped it open and held it to the girls nose. Her eyes snapped open and she struggled to pull away from the capsule. Trane reached down and pulled the girl to her knees. “I said get up.” Hailey coughed as she was pulled to her knees. Trane gripped the base of his cock, and rubbed the head on the girl’s face. His pre-cum smeared the girls cheeks and glistened in the light. “You like that, little girl? You like my cock on your pretty little face?” Trane lifted his cock from her face. “Lick my balls, girl.” The child stuck out her tongue, and timidly licked the man’s massive testicles. Trane rested his cock across the girls face. She closed her eyes. “Look at me.” Hailey opened her left eye, which was red with tears, and looked at the hulking man. “Keep licking my balls little girl.” Hailey continued as Trane stared into her eye. After a minute, he stepped away from the girl, her saliva dripping to the floor. He walked around to the back of her. He violently forced her face to the floor with his booted foot. She screamed as her forehead slammed against the concrete. Trane reached between the girls legs and viciously rubbed the girl’s cunt and asshole. Trane wet his hand with the blood that had been slowly flowing out of the girl’s tattered asshole. He stroked his cock for a few moments and knelt behind the girl. He lined his cock up against the girl’s anus, and thrust inside of her. Trane’s 10 inch cock tore through the girls bowels. She screamed for a moment, and then passed out. Trane continued raping the child’s motionless body. After a few minutes he started grunting. In exchange for always going last, Trane was always the first man allowed to cum. His raping became more violent as he started cumming. He shot load after load into the child’s bleeding asshole. “FUCK!” He yelled as his final orgasmic spasm passed. He hunched over the girl and smacked the back of her head. “Get up, cunt!” He yelled, as he continued smacking the child’s bruised body. He finally caught his breath. He stood up and took another capsule of smelling salt out of his shirt pocket. The man snapped it open and held it to the unconscious girl’s nose. Cum bubbled and flowed out of her asshole, pooling on the cold floor. The foul liquid was a pinkish brown, frothy mixture of blood, cum and shit. The girl was much slower to wake up this time. When she did, it was obvious she forgot where she was. Her eyes widened, then quickly clinched closed. She cried as her mind was reminded of all her bodily trauma. She tried screaming. “Stop!” All that came out was a hoarse whisper. Trane smeared the bottom of his shoe in the repulsive puddle. He violently rubbed his boot on the girl’s face. “Stupid whore,” Trane said, “you are NOT to tell a man what to do.” Hailey didn’t resist the man. She licked the bloody semen from the bottom of the man’s shoe. After a few moments Trane stepped away. The rest of the men were standing around stroking their cocks to stay hard. “Have at her.” The men approached the girl, eager for release. None of them would use her asshole. Not because it still dripped with Trane’s copious ejaculate, rather, it had been rendered useless by his massive cock. It would take days for her sphincter to tighten again. Her mouth was their only option. A fat man walk behind the girl and pulled her to her feet. The fat man grabbed Hailey’s chin and forced her mouth open. The bald man buried his cock, to the hilt, down her throat. Her eyes bulged as her young mouth was furiously raped. Without pause or warming, he ejaculated in her mouth. The girl coughed, and tried to force her head away, but the fat man resisted her attempt. He held his cock down her throat as his orgasm passed. When he finally pulled out, Hailey momentarily gasped before another cock went down her throat. This continued until the fat man was the only one left. Some of the men had cum straight down her throat, forcing cum into her stomach, lungs and out her nose. Other men preferred cumming over her weeping face. This is what the fat man would do. With his right hand he firmly grabbed her hair, and quickly stroked his short cock. “Dirty whore!” He yelled and stroked faster and harder as the girl coughed and gasped. “You love this, don’t you?!” The girl just kept her eyes clinched tight. He stopped jerking off and slapped her. “Answer me!” He slapped her again. “Say you love it!” He slapped her even harder. “Call me daddy!” He slapped her harder still. “I…love it…daddy.” The man continued masturbating, spitting in his hand for lubrication. When he started cumming, his right hand grabbed the child’s hair even more tightly. Hailey winced as her face was splattered with the man’s seed. He squeezed his cock and let the last few drops land on the girl’s nose. The fat man pushed her to the ground. Her head smacked the concrete, and for the third time that evening, she was unconscious. She awoke later in the trunk of a car. She could feel a plastic sheet under her, and was overwhelmed with the smell of semen. It covered her face, and coated her mouth. She tried to spit, but could generate no saliva. She then realized her feet were no longer bound. She thought about kicking, but knew it would do no good. After a few moments the car came to a stop, and Hailey heard the sound of a garage door opening. The car moved forward again, and stopped. The garage door closed. Hailey heard the engine stop and the door open. The door slammed again, and she heard footsteps approaching the trunk. The trunk door unlocked, and she closed her eyes. It swung open. “Wake up!” Hailey opened her eyes. “Get out!” He grabbed the chain of the handcuffs and pulled her out. She landed hard on the garage floor. “Go take a shower. And don’t get any cum on my fucking carpet either!” The girl struggled to get up. “Jesus Christ.” He pulled her to her feet. He opened to door to the house, and Hailey staggered to the bathroom. She hurt everywhere. In the bathroom, Hailey walked into the shower, and leaned her back and head against the wall. The man turned on the water and aimed the nozzle at her. She was expecting cold water, but was relieved when hot water hit her. She let the soothing water flow over her. She turned around to let the water hit her back. She noticed blood, streaked against the wall where she had been leaning. The water stung as it hit her wounded back. She looked down and watched bloody water swirl down the drain. She rinsed her hair and face before the man turned off the water. “Come on.” Hailey followed the man, down the hall, back to her room. He opened the door, removed her handcuffs, and shoved her into the room. The door slammed behind her, and the flood lights were turned on. The girl laid down in the far corner, hugging her knees. Part 2: Fortunately for her, Hailey slept dreamlessly. If she had dreamt, her dreams would have surely been of the previous day’s torturous abuse. She woke to the sound of the door opening behind her. A momentary confusion as to her whereabouts cleared as pain overtook her. There were few parts of her body that didn’t hurt. The worst pain came from her ravaged asshole. Less than 8 hours ago, her young ass had been violently raped by several men, leaving her hole dripping with blood. The final rape had rendered her unconscious in its ferocity. “Get up.” The man stood in the doorway, staring at the girl. Hailey’s heart started pounding as she slowly stood. She had never felt so tired. “You have fun last night?” Hailey said nothing. The man eyed the child’s tattered naked body as she walked toward the man. She struggled to keep on her feet. The extreme pain was disorienting. The room spun and her head pounded. She had nearly reached the man when she stumbled. “Jesus Christ!” Her captor cried as he caught and steadied her. “You look like fucking shit!” She closed her eyes in pained exhaustion. He slapped her face. “Get yourself together, you stupid cunt! I’m getting a lot of money for you. You can’t be looking like a fucking wasted slut.” He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her down the hall. She didn’t resist or scream. He led her though his room, and into his master bath. There was a large tub filled with hot soapy water. He shoved her toward the tub. “Get in. Wash up.” The girl stood staring at the bubbles for a few moments, and then stepped in. The man quickly washed the girl’s body and hair. Had he more time, he would have raped the girl. However, he needed to get her presentable. After she was washed, the man forced her to his room. “Sit down.” The man pointed to his bed. Hailey sat. She was beginning to think more clearly, and spoke for the first time that day. “What are you going to do to me?” The man rummaged through a chest of drawers. “I already told you. You’ve been sold. Your virgin cunt is making me a lot of money.” Hailey stared at the floor. She was momentarily relieved that she would be rid of this man, but her thoughts quickly became frightening. What if the new person was worse? The man tore open a fresh package of child’s panties. “What do you like, pink or blue?” She looked but didn’t speak. The man tossed her the pink pair. “Put these on.” They had a pattern of small flowers, and had a lacey waistband. Hailey slid them on. “This too.” He tossed her a shirt. It was white, with spaghetti straps. There was pink writing on it, but she didn’t bother to read what it said. A black skirt completed the outfit. She knew in her mind that she should be resisting, but she couldn’t will herself to do it. She had resigned herself to whatever unspeakable future she had coming to her. She slipped the skirt on and sat back down, listlessly staring at the floor. They heard a horn honk and the man violently grabbed her hand, and forced her to the kitchen. She stood by the table, as the man opened the door to the garage. He pushed the button to open the garage door. The door rose and a large, windowless white van backed in. A few moments later, a man came out from around the van. He wore blue jeans and a black t-shirt. The tight shirt revealed a very muscular physique. He carried a brown paper grocery bag. He walked in, glanced at the girl, and placed the bag on the table. The large man spoke with a deep, bellowing voice. “Is that the new cunt?” “Yeah, I got her a few days ago.” Her captor opened the bag and peeked inside. He reached in and pulled out a black collar and placed it on the table. He then flipped the bag over and dumped the money on the table. He flicked through a couple of the stacked. Satisfied, he turned his attention back to the large man. “Ya hungry?” “No. Thanks, I just ate a burger in the van.” The large man grabbed the collar, and looked at the small girl. “Come here.” Hailey walked slowly toward the man. He tightened the collar around her neck and locked it. He looked at her abductor. “You want to test it?” He nodded and walked up to the girl. He softly ran his left hand over her head. “There, there, everything’s going to be…” With his right hand, he punched the girl firmly in the stomach. She silently tried to gasp for air. When sound finally came, she was jarred by a sudden, violent jolt of electricity. She dropped to the floor and cried in pain. Her intensifying screams only led to more painful shocks. The two men looked at her and laughed. “Stupid fucking cunt.” He caught his breath. “It’s a shame I got to get rid of you.” The men watched for a couple minutes as Hailey’s cries sunk below the threshold of the shock collar. The large man pulled her up by the hair. Again she screamed. Again she was shocked. Hailey heard the other man laughing as the large man forced her out of the kitchen door, into the garage. He opened the back door. Inside the van were two large dog crates, fastened to the floor of the van. Hailey was forced inside one of the crates, and the door was locked behind her. The van door slammed closed. She heard the garage door open and a few seconds later the van started and was off. The next stage of her ordeal had begun. Half an hour passed. Hailey had been lying on her side quietly crying when she heard a voice. “What’s your name?” Her eyes opened, startled. Hailey looked to the other crate and noticed another girl. It was dark, so Hailey couldn’t see much. She could tell the other girl was smaller than she was. “Hello, are you awake?” Hailey was afraid to speak. “If you whisper the collar won’t shock you.” Hailey spoke very quietly. “I’m Hailey. Who are you?” “I’m Julia.” Her voice trembled. “Do you know where he’s taking us?” The fear in Julia’s voice heightened Hailey’s own fears. “No, I don’t know. How old are you?” Hailey asked, just wanting to hear a voice that wasn’t threatening her. “I’m 10. How old are you?” “I’m 11. Were you…were you kidnapped?” Hailey heard a whimper come from Julia’s cage. “Yes.” The other girl sniffed back some tears. “I was walking home from school when a car pulled up beside me, and…” she whimpered a little louder. She started to cry. “I want my mom…” She screamed as her collar delivered a shock. Hailey sat in silence for a few minutes as Julia calmed herself down. Over the next several hours the girls detailed to each other everything they had gone through. Julia explained to Hailey that she had been walking home from school when a van pulled up beside her. The side door slid open and a man pulled her inside. The next thing she remembered was being tied to a bed in a dirty abandoned house. A group of three men took turns beating and anally raping her over the course of a weekend. They had collected all the semen that had dripped out of her ass over the three days and forced her to drink it. When she vomited, they all raped her while forcing her face into the puddle of vomit. That morning Julia was showered and dressed before the large man came. “Maybe the people that bought us won’t be as bad.” Hailey spoke with little hope in her voice. “Yeah,” Julia replied, “maybe.” The two girls were quiet until the van slowed as it started down a dirt road. For nearly half an hour the girls were bounced up and down as the van made its way down the road. Finally, the car came to a stop. “We need to stick together, Julia. Okay?” “Okay.” “We need to look out for each other.” The back of the van opened and the sun hurt the girl’s eyes. The large man reached and unlocked the cages. He pulled Julia out first and set her on the driveway. Hailey could see her clearly now. She was a pale redheaded girl. Even for a 10 year old, Hailey thought she was very small. The man pulled Hailey out and carried her crate with his right hand. He picked up Julia with his left and started walking. They were jostled as they approached a large, very modern looking house. Hailey looked around. The house was completely surrounded by a dense forest. The gravel road they had been traveling on disappeared deep into the wilderness. The man stopped at the front door and placed the girls down. He placed his thumb on a biometric door lock. Hailey heard a beep, then a serene woman’s voice. “Please state your name for verification.” “Michael Liddle.” There was a sound of a lock disengaging. The girls were picked up and carried inside. Through the door, the large man took the first right into a spacious sitting room. A man and woman were sitting on a couch. The woman spoke. “Thank you very much Michael. Place them right there.” She pointed to the floor in front of them. Michael placed the girls down. “Is there anything else?” The large man asked, respectfully. “No.” The woman smiled at him. “That’s all. Thank you.” “Yes ma’am.” The large man turned, and left the room. “What do you think honey?” The smaller man asked. “They look…okay.” “Okay, I paid a lot of money for these girls. What’s wrong with them?” “I don’t know.” The woman answered. “I just need a better look.” The woman stood up. She was about 5’6” and had a slightly plump figure. She had large breasts, and shapely hips. She had shoulder length red hair, and fair, freckled skin. Hailey thought she looked a bit younger than her own mother. She wore a black dress with white stockings. She went to Julia’s cage first. She knelt down and opened the door. “Come out.” She said to the nervous young redheaded girl. “I won’t bite.” The man smiled. Julia crawled out of the cage. She was wearing a white button up blouse, and blue plaid skirt. Hailey noticed a dried blood stain on back of the little girl’s panties. Julia stood, and winced as her legs stretched for the first time in hours. The woman removed Julia’s shock collar. “What’s your name?” “It’s…Julia.” Before the child could react, the woman had slapped her firmly across the face. Julia covered her face and cried. The woman brushed a strand of hair out of her face and placed her hands on her hips. She spoke louder. “What is your name!?” Julia answered cautiously. “I am Julia.” The woman tilted her head down slightly. “No. No. No.” She said shaking her head. “You’re not an ‘I’. You are a cunt. You will refer to yourself as ‘this cunt’.” Julia nodded nervously. “O…okay. This cunt’s name…” The woman punched little Julia, closed fisted, in the face. “You rude fucking cunt!” The woman screamed as Julia fell to the floor. “Never, EVER, speak to me that way again! Okay!?” Julia cried, holding her face. “Always answer me with ‘yes mistress’ or ‘no mistress’.” The woman knelt down and screamed in Julia’s face. “Do you understand me!? Or, are you too fucking stupid!? Do I need to beat some fucking sense into you?” The woman raised her fist. Julia spoke through sobs. “No…no mistress! I…understand mistress!” The woman stood back up. “Good.” She straightened her dress. “Now, get up.” Julia got to her feet. “Yes mistress.” Julia stood in front of the woman. “What is your name?” Hailey was still huddled in the dog crate. She looked at the woman’s eyes, and could tell she wanted Julia to be disobedient. She wanted a reason, any reason, to further the abuse. Julia answered her. “This cunt’s name is Julia.” The woman nodded slowly. “Good. Good.” She reached out and placed her hand under the child’s chin. She lifted the girl’s face and examined her eye, which was starting to swell. “Next time I won’t be so gentle.” The woman walked behind Julia. She smacked her on the ass. “Now, go.” She motioned toward the man sitting on the couch. Julia stumbled forward. “Sit on your master’s lap.” The man sat up and patted his thigh. He looked about 10 years older than the woman. He was average height, but had a rather diminutive physique. He wore a pair of black slacks with a white collared shirt with black pinstripes. “Come on Julia, sit on master’s lap.” His voice was high and nasally. Julia walked toward the man. When she was close enough, the man reached around her and squeezed her ass. Julia jumped. The man stuck his left middle finger between her ass cheeks. He shoved the finger into the child’s asshole. Julia screamed as the man’s finger, covered by her blood stained panties, penetrated her damaged anus. “Ow. Please…” “Please what? Do you want it harder?” The man laughed. He dug his finger deeper, and more violently, into the girl. “Please…” Julia struggled, “please…stop.” At this, the man stopped and his face changed from a smile to an annoyed frown. “What did you say?” The woman asked, stomping toward the man and little girl. She spoke quietly, but her anger was not well hidden. “What the fuck did you just say?” The pain from the man’s finger had been replaced, ten-fold, by fear. Fear brought about by the woman’s voice. The woman turned Julia forcefully, so they were facing each other. She wrapped her fingers around Julia’s neck. She didn’t squeeze. The woman’s spoke louder. “What the fuck did you just say?” Julia stuttered. “I…I…said…” The woman squeezed Julia’s neck for several seconds. The little redheaded girl’s face reddened. The woman relinquished her grip, and then punched Julia in the stomach. The child fell to her knees. Julia was silent for several seconds breathlessly trying to scream. The woman kicked her in the stomach. The little girl fell to her side. The woman shook her head like a disappointed grandmother. “Why won’t you listen?” Julia cried as she caught her breath. “Get up.” The woman barked. The girl just held her stomach and cried. The woman reached down and grabbed Julia’s hair. The woman’s screams drowned out Julia’s. “Stand up!” Julia was pulled to her feet. “What the fuck is wrong with you?! Never, EVER, talk like that again! You have NO FUCKING RIGHT!” The woman’s face had reddened dramatically. “If I, or your master, want to do something to you, you let us do it!” The woman grabbed fistfuls of the child hair in each hand and shook her little head violently. “Do you understand?! You stupid fucking cunt!” Julia was crying fervently. “Yes…mistress!” The woman stopped shaking the girls head. “Good.” She turned the girl away from her and shoved her toward the man. “Go back to your master.” Again, Julia stumbled toward the man. He grabbed her around the waist, and sat her on his knee. Hailey saw Julia’s eyes clinch as the man sniffed her neck. He whispered something in her ear Hailey could not hear. “You,” the woman addressed Hailey, “come on out.” Had Hailey not just witnessed this woman’s treatment of Julia, she may have been comforted by her calm voice. The woman unlocked the crate. Hailey crawled out, and took the woman’s outstretched hand. Hailey was helped to her feet. “Thank you…mistress.” Hailey learned from Julia’s mistakes. The woman smiled, and placed her hand on Hailey’s cheek. “You’re welcome, sweetie.” Hailey’s heart pounded as the woman stroked her cheek. She removed Hailey’s collar and tossed it aside. “What’s your name?” A knot formed in Hailey’s stomach as she decided what to say. “Um…this cunt’s name is Hailey.” The woman continued stroking Hailey’s cheek. “You’re such a pretty little girl, Hailey.” The woman reached down, around Hailey, and placed her hands on the child’s ass. She forced her voluptuous hips against the child. The woman kneaded Hailey’s ass in her hands. “Are you a good little girl?” “Yes mistress.” “I could tell as soon as I saw you.” She addressed the man. “Couldn’t you tell this one was a good girl?” He didn’t hear her. She spoke up. “Couldn’t you tell, honey?” “Huh? Tell what?” The man’s focus broke from tormenting Julia. “That this one was a good girl?” “Yeah. As soon as I saw her.” He answered. “Not like this rude little cunt.” He spanked Julia, who was now bent over his knee with her panties around her ankles. The woman stared into Hailey’s eyes. “Pull down my panties.” The woman placed her hands on Hailey’s shoulders and forced her to her knees. “Pull off my panties.” Hailey nodded. “Y…yes mistress.” Hailey reached under the woman’s skirt. She grabbed the lacey panties and slid them down the woman’s legs. The woman stepped out of them. “Pick them up.” Hailey reached down and took the dirty black panties into her hands. “Give them to me.” Hailey handed the woman her panties. The woman stepped closer and lifted the hem of her dress over Hailey’s head. She held her own panties to her nose and sniffed deeply. The woman spread her legs and forced her cunt onto Hailey’s face. The woman had a thick, unkempt bush. Hailey was initially overwhelmed by the odor. It wasn’t unpleasant, it was just unfamiliar. The woman grabbed the back of Hailey’s head, and ground her sticky pussy up and down the child’s face. “Lick it.” The woman spoke sternly. Hailey opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. The child felt the roughness of the woman’s pubic hair as it passed over her nose and lips. Hailey could feel the moisture of the woman’s aroused cunt across her face. The woman forcibly bucked her hips, brushing her clit across Hailey’s protruding tongue. “Keep your tongue out slut!” The pungency of the woman’s cunt increased as the woman became more and more aroused. The woman continued to thrust against Hailey’s face with increasing vigor until she started to climax. She started to spasm, and violently forced the child’s face even harder into her now dripping cunt. “Keep…licking…it.” The redhead gasped a few times before pushing herself off the child. She stumbled back, searching for the couch. When she found it, the woman fell back with an exhausted moan. Her eyes were closed, and a smile stretched across her face. Hailey heard the man speak. “Keep sucking, cunt.” Hailey turned her head toward the man. He was sitting down with his pants and underwear around his ankles. Julia was on her feet. She leaned over and sucked on the man’s large cock. He was reaching around the girl and violently shoving fingers in and out of her tattered asshole. “I’m cumming!” He bucked his hips a few times as he shot his load into Julia’s mouth. “Don’t spit it out!” He pulled his cock out of the little girl’s mouth. Julia’s cheeks bulged. The man reached out and wiped his bloody fingers clean on Julia’s flat chest. “Swallow it!” Julia closed her eyes and gulped down the warm semen. “Good. Now go clean her face, bitch.” The man shoved Julia toward Hailey. Her panties were still around her ankles, which forced her to waddle like a penguin. The woman was watching, and laughed at the little girl. “What a stupid fucking cunt.” Julia stopped in front of Hailey. The man shouted at her. “Lick all of your mistress’s cream off that cunt’s face.” “I may have left some hair behind.” The woman said, rubbing her fingers through her thick bush. Hailey started to stand up. The man shouted her back down. “Did we say to stand up?! Stay on your knees.” Julia stood over Hailey and looked down in her. There were streaks of moisture on Hailey’s face, and tears in Julia’s eyes. The little redheaded girl placed her hands on Hailey’s shoulders and knelt down. She cleaned Hailey’s forehead with a few awkward licks. She licked each of Hailey’s cheeks, and then licked her chin. Julia stood back up. The woman wasn’t satisfied. “You’re not finished. What about her lips?” “Yes..yes mistress.” Julia cleaned Hailey’s lips with one long, horizontal lick. Julia looked at the man. Then she looked at the woman. She spoke to the woman. “Is that good, mistress?” The redhead woman stood back up. “That’s fine.” She walked toward the two children. She grabbed them by the hair. “Come with me.” Hailey got to her feet and walked behind the woman. She gritted her teeth as her hair was tugged by the woman’s swaying hands. They headed down a hallway adorned with modern, abstract art. A stumbling Julia managed to kick her panties off from around her ankles. The girls were led into the last room. The woman left the girls in the room without saying a word. The door swung shut. The click of the door being bolted seemed to hang in the room, as if a malevolent force wanted these little girls to know they had nowhere to go. The room was little bigger than a broom closet. The only objects in the room were a twin sized mattress, and a toilet. Hailey and Julia stood in the room, in stunned silence. Julia was the first to make a noise. What started out as a low moan, quickly evolved into a high pitched wail. She fell onto the bed, screaming and crying into her hands. Her frail, naked body shook uncontrollably. The little girl started to scream. “I want my mom! Please! Let me go!” Hailey sat on the mattress beside the girl and placed her hand on Julia’s shoulder. She didn’t speak. After a few minutes, Julia started to calm down. She sat up, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “Are you okay?” Hailey asked. Julia sniffled. “Yeah, I’m okay. What are we going to do?” “Just do what they say. Maybe they will let us go.” Hailey didn’t really believe that, but she saw no other way out. All she could do was hope. Julia nodded. “Okay.” The two girls sat alone for the next 4 hours. The room had no windows. Their only light was what leaked in from under the door. They tried making conversation with each other, but neither really felt like talking. The little girls cried themselves to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms. Hailey woke when she heard the clicking of the lock. She sat up quickly and backed against the wall. Julia remained asleep, sucking her thumb. The door swung open. Julia awoke and shielded her eyes from the light. “Get up, you two.” It was the man. His voice sounded anxious and excited. “Come on. Follow me.” The two girls slowly got to their feet. They huddled next to each other. “Very good.” The man said and turned to walk out the door. The girls followed. Hailey whispered to Julia. “Remember about saying “master” and “mistress”.” Julia nodded. “Remember what you are supposed to call yourself.” Hailey didn’t want to say the word. Julia nodded again. The girls followed the man down the hall. He opened a door that was just passed the living room. “Ladies first.” The man smiled. Hailey peeked through the door. It was dark. All she could see was a wooden staircase leading down and a white light at the bottom. She looked at Julia. Her eyes were wide and red. Hailey started down the stairs. She heard Julia behind her. “Please no. Please.” She whimpered to the man. Hailey continued down the stairs, afraid to look back. “Go the FUCK down!” There was a loud smack, followed by an even louder scream. Hailey reached the bottom and looked around the room. She heard Julia continuing to cry while the man shouted at her. The room had a concrete floor, a large metal cabinet, a sink and two wooden tables. Each of the tables had six sets of leather straps. Hailey’s stomach turned when she realized what the straps were for. She heard several dull thumps accompanied by grunts from Julia. “FUCKING…CUNT!” Julia screamed as the man shoved her down the stairs. Julia’s young body crashed against the wooden stairs as it tumbled down. When she hit the floor, she was quiet and motionless. The man started down the stairs. He laughed at the bruised and unconscious girl. He stepped over her and spoke to Hailey. “Come here.” Hailey looked at Julia. She panicked and backed away from the man. “No…no…please.” The man rolled his eyes. His face changed as he approached her. “COME HERE.” He snarled. Hailey continued to back away, until she bumped against one of the wooden tables. The man sprang at her, pressing her against the table. She felt his hard cock pressing against her stomach. He grabbed her around the neck with his right hand. “Lie down!” He forced her back on the table. With his left hand he grabbed one of the straps and started to wrap it around her neck. Hailey started kicking. The man dropped the strap, and grabbed her neck with both hands. He violently slammed her head against the wooden platform. “Stay…fucking…still!” She was severely disoriented as pain shot through her head. She stopped kicking, allowing the man to tighten the strap around her neck. In seconds, the man also tightened a strap around her waist. “That’s better.” He said to himself, under his breath. He spread her legs so her feet were about two feet apart. He tightened the straps around her ankles. He did the same with her hands. By the time her head cleared, she was defenseless. She was able to lift her head slightly. The man was bent over, lifting Julia. Hailey watched as the man placed her unconscious little body on the bed in front of her. He strapped Julia into the same position she was in. He leaned behind the bed and started turning a crank. Julia’s head lifted as the wooden bed’s incline increased. The man stopped when the bed formed about a 60 degree angle with the concrete floor. He then turned and walked behind Hailey. He raised her bed the same way. Hailey looked across at Julia. She was unconscious. The man walked to a large sink in the corner. He took a hose from the wall and attached it to the faucet. He turned on the water and aimed the nozzle into the sink. He pulled the trigger. A narrow stream pounded loudly against the steel sink. The man walked over in front of Julia. He pulled the trigger. The little girl’s eyes popped open. She gasped as the freezing water hit her chest. She tried to get out of the way, but quickly realized she was bound to the table. “I…can’t…bbbb…” Julia tried to talk, but the man aimed the stream at her mouth. She rocked her head in a vain attempt to avoid the frigid water. The man laughed. He stopped spraying and put the hose away. He then went back up the stairs, leaving Julia crying and shivering. “Are you okay?” Hailey asked. Julia didn’t respond. Several minutes went by before Hailey heard the door open again. She heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She heard the woman say something, and then giggle. The woman and man entered the room. The woman spoke first. “Hi girls.” Out of context, the voice would have sounded sweet, even motherly. “I hope you’re ready for some fun.” The woman walked in front of Julia. “Oh no, sweetie. Did you hurt yourself?” She placed her hand on Julia’s shoulder then ran her fingers across her forehead. A bump had formed and was starting to swell. The woman ran her fingers across the child’s chest. She pinched Julia’s right nipple. Julia gritted her teeth and grunted. The woman twisted harder and snarled at the girl. “Owww, please!” Julia begged loudly. The woman backed away and spit in the child’s face. “You’re never going to fucking learn are you!” The woman dug her fingernails into the child’s chest. Julia screamed. The woman spit again and pulled her nails from the girls flesh. Hailey watched as the five small wounds started dripping blood. “Look what you made me do.” The woman shook her head and looked at her finger nails. She wiped the blood and skin onto the little girl’s thigh. Julia continued to cry. “For Christ’s sake! Shut the fuck up!” The woman turned, looking around the room. Her eyes stopped on Hailey’s. She walked over and reached under Hailey’s Skirt and pulled down her panties. The woman took the pink frilly panties into both hand and violently ripped them off. The woman walked back to Julia and shoved Hailey’s warm, sweaty panties into the crying girl’s mouth. The little girl’s cries were muffled. “That’s better.” The woman sighed. “I couldn’t think with all your damn whining.” The woman eyed Julia up and down. The man had been standing off to the side. He now spoke. “So, you want to do her first?” He pointed at the weeping little redhead. “Yeah.” The woman responded. “We’ll start with her.” The man and woman walked to the large metal cabinet. The door opened with an ominous squeal. Hailey turned her head to watch. The man and woman spoke, but Hailey could not make out what they were saying. The woman pulled out a riding crop. She looked it over, shrugged her shoulders, and put it back. Hailey turned away when she saw the man pull out a cat o’ nine tales. Her heart pounded as she listened to the two looking through the cabinet. She heard Julia whimper more loudly as the cabinet was closed. The woman’s shoes clicked and echoed as she approached. Hailey’s eyes were still closed. She heard a whooshing sound, then a crack. A fraction of a second later she felt a severe burning on her knee. She opened her eyes and screamed. The woman stared at her with a brown leather strap in her hand. The woman smiled at her menacingly. “Watch…you’re going to love this.” The man stood facing little Julia. Nine leather cords were draped over his shoulder. At the end of each cord, the leather was knotted in a ball. Hailey looked at Julia’s face. The redhead’s eyes were clinched tightly. In a blur, the man struck Julia across the chest. The child’s eyes opened wide then clinched shut again. She arched her back in agony and saturated Hailey’s soiled panties with her screams. The man struck again while the child’s pale body rived with pain. Julia’s cries intensified further, far past anything Hailey thought the little girl could muster. The woman stood near Hailey, alternating her attention between Julia’s now tattered chest and Hailey’s horrified eyes. The man struck Julia again. Dark red streaks formed on the child’s flat chest. A few broke the skin, causing small drops of blood to surface and smear with each subsequent blow. The woman knelt to whisper in Hailey’s ear. “Don’t you just love it?” The woman licked Hailey’s ear. “I bet your dripping, watching that little cunt crying for her mommy.” The woman placed her hand over Hailey’s virgin cunt. She inserted the tip of her right index finger just past her lips. Hailey closed her eyes. “Bitch!” The woman growled in her ear. “Keep your eyes open!” Hailey opened her eyes and stared ahead. Hailey saw dark yellow piss flowing from between Julia’s legs. The man noticed as well. “What…the…fuck!” He screamed, taking three ferocious swipes directed at the child’s bald pussy. The woman stepped away from Hailey. She laughed at the man’s savage behavior. He had obviously been holding back as these strikes tore Julia’s pale flesh severely. The man huffed and draped the cat o’ nine tales back over his shoulder. Hailey could see small bits of Julia’s skin imbedded in the knotted leather tips of the weapon. Julia had now passed out. Her pussy, thighs, and abdomen were red and bleeding. Hailey feared that Julia’s unconsciousness would lead the man to direct his attention to her. The woman spoke to the man. “Wake her up. I want her awake.” The man walked to the little girl and slapped her face. She didn’t react. “Wake up!” He yelled and slapped her again. She made a noise, but her head hung and her eyes were closed. The man stared at the child’s wounds and licked his lips. He spoke to the woman as he headed to the cabinet. “I think I saw some smellin’ salt in there.” He opened the cabinet door and shuffled a few things around. He removed a few sealed capsules from a box and put them in his pocket. He took another one and put the small box back. He walked back to Julia. The woman had been staring at the little redheaded child with a look of complete contempt. The man opened the capsule and held it to Julia’s nose. Seconds later, her eyes opened wide and she turned her head away. The man quickly got in the girls face. He put his hand around the girl’s neck and squeezed. “That was a BIG mistake.” The man didn’t scream at Julia, but by his tone, Hailey knew the girl was in serious danger. The woman looked at the man and made a cranking motion with her hand. The man nodded and went behind Julia’s table. He turned the crank until the bed became flat. The woman reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. She rubbed her panties over the child’s face. She held the crotch and ass up to Julia’s nose, forcing her to smell the soiled white undergarment. “How do I smell, little girl?” The woman lifted her panties to her nose and sniffed. “Do you know what that smell is?” The woman rubbed her panties on her own pussy and asshole, and then put them to the child’s nose again. “That’s the smell of a woman.” The woman stepped up onto the wooden bed. She straddled the child, facing Hailey. The woman stared Hailey in the eye as she got to her knees. She reached behind herself and spread her ass cheeks. She sat on the little girl’s face. Her spread asshole was right over the child’s nose. “I want you to smell me, little girl.” The woman started grinded into the child’s nose. “You need to know what a real woman smells like.” Hailey saw Julia’s toes curl as the woman smothered her beneath her ass. “Smell my dirty ass. Smell it, you little cunt!” Julia started to shake violently. The woman lifted her ass slightly and Hailey heard Julia breathe deeply through her nose. The woman sat back down after Julia got her one breath. The woman smiled and continued grinding. She rubbed her swollen clit on the child’s lips and chin. The woman groaned and brushed hair out of her face. ”Keep smelling it, you little bitch.” The woman spread her ass again. “Smell my cunt. Sniff my sweaty…dirty…holes.” Julia was brought to the point of nearly passing out several times. Each time the woman would lift her ass at the last moment, sparing the child. After 15 minutes, the woman was nearing orgasm. She more quickly started bucking against Julia’s face. “Are you about to cum, honey?” The man asked, approaching the woman. “Yeah…baby.” The woman panted. “I’m gonna cum.” The man looked behind the woman. “Ha. The little slut’s starting to turn blue.” The woman smiled and continued smothering the child. Julia started shaking, but the woman wouldn’t relent. The man started rubbing his swollen cock through his pants. He leaned forward, and kissed the woman passionately. The woman stopped bucking her hips and buried her right hand between her legs. Julia’s futile attempts to get air only excited the woman more. The little girl’s nose was buried and clinched in the woman’s asshole. It wouldn’t be coming out until the woman came. The busty redheaded woman rubbed her clit. The ferocity of the woman’s moans increased with the desperation of the child’s struggling. “Fuck!” The woman screamed as an orgasmic spasm shot through her. “I’m cumming!” Julia shook in a last ditch-effort to save herself as the woman’s orgasm reached a violent crescendo. The helpless little girl was motionless by the time the woman’s orgasm passed. The woman lifted her ass from the girls face. A strand of the women’s pussy juice connected the woman’s dripping pussy to the child’s face. “Whoa,” the woman sighed as she maneuvered off the table, “that felt great!” The woman turned to look at the girl. She leaned over her and turned her ear to the child’s nose. After a few seconds, the woman spoke. “She’s alive.” Hailey couldn’t tell if the woman thought this was a good or bad thing. The woman reached into the girl’s mouth and pulled out the panties. She placed them next to Julia’s unconscious body. She walked over to the man, who was still rubbing himself through his pants. She put her arms around his shoulders and rested her head on his chest. “I’m hungry, baby.” The man kissed the top of her head. “I’ve got something that’ll fill you up.” The woman smiled and broke the embrace. She turned toward the stairs. “Should I try to wake her? You don’t want her asleep, do you?” The woman nodded. “Yeah, wake her.” The man pulled another capsule of sleeping salt out of his pocket. He snapped it open over the child’s nose. Moments later she gasped and shook her head. The man tossed the empty capsule on the floor and ruffled Julia’s hair. “Who’s a good little cunt? You are! You’re a good little cunt.” The pain hit the child and she started weeping again. The man looked at Hailey. “You’re next bitch! When were done with you, your mommy won’t even…” “Honey,” the woman interrupted in a whiny voice, “come on. I’m starving.” The man turned and spit on Julia. The blob landed in her gaping mouth. The woman started up the stairs. The man followed quickly, reaching under the woman’s skirt. “Ooohhh.” The woman giggled and flipped a switch at the top of the stairs. A blinding light shone in the girls face. They both clinched their eyes and heard the door shut at the top of the stairs. Hailey tried to speak to Julia, but the tattered little girl wouldn’t respond. She wept loudly for nearly an hour, before settling into a quiet whimper. Hailey’s mind was buzzing. She thought about her parents and her friends from school. She thought about the trip her family took to Disney World the previous summer. She remembered the tiara her dad bought her and how she wore it every day for a month. These thoughts were a desperate attempt to maintain her sanity. It didn’t work. Her thoughts quickly devolved and became violent and depraved images of her torture and death. She imagined her skin being torn from her body as the woman slashed her with whips and chains. She imagined the pain of the man raping her repeatedly in her ass and virginal pussy. The searing light and Julia’s constant cries only served to accelerate the breakdown of Hailey’s already tormented mind. She started to weep. When the light was turned off, Hailey had no idea how much time had passed. She looked at the stairs and saw the man’s feet descending. He was followed by the woman. The man walked up to Hailey, who had her eyes closed tight. He screamed in her face. “Wake up!” He gripped her cheeks and shook her face back and forth. “Open your fucking eyes!” Hailey did as she was told. “Ahhhh,” the man mocked her, “has the little baby been crying?” The man laughed and slapped her across the face. The man walked away toward Julia’s bed. “You’d better not close your fucking eyes!” He slapped the child on her torn and bloody genitals. There was a loud crack followed by a pained scream. The woman approached Hailey. When Hailey saw the knife in the woman’s hand, she started to panic. “Please! Please no!” The woman put a finger to Hailey’s lips. “Shhhh.” The woman caressed the child’s face with the back of her hand. She spoke softly. “You’re such a beautiful little girl.” She combed her fingers through Hailey’s hair while she started slicing through Hailey’s black skirt. “You have such pretty dark hair.” The woman reached down and pulled Hailey’s shredded skirt off, throwing it aside. She leaned forward and kissed Hailey’s neck. She whispered in her ear as she sliced off her white shirt. “You remind me of my sister.” The woman continued kissing Hailey’s neck. “Daddy always liked her best.” She kissed up Hailey’s neck, to her chin. “He always loved her the most.” The woman’s speaking became faster and louder. “At night, when he came into our room, he never touched her.” The woman stopped kissing her and looked her in the eyes. “Did you enjoy it?” Hailey said nothing. “Did you like watching that little slut get beat?” The woman’s faced reddened. “Did watching daddy whip her get your little cunt wet!?” Spit flew from the woman’s mouth as she yelled. “Did you like seeing your slutty little sister raped every fucking night?” The woman put the knife to Hailey’s throat. “Don’t you fucking try anything when I unlock you. Got it!?” Hailey’s terrified eyes stared at the woman’s face.” “I…I…I won’t.” The woman nodded. “Good.” One by one, the woman removed Hailey’s restraints. When the child was free, the woman started barking orders. “Get off the table.” Hailey slid off the table and stood, staring at the ground. The woman grabbed Hailey’s hair and dragged her toward Julia. The woman held the knife to Hailey’s throat. “Watch her!” The woman screamed, shoving hard against the table. The man had undone Julia’s ankle and waist restraints. He was rubbing the child’s tattered pussy. When he saw Hailey, he cleaned his bloody fingers off on Julia’s neck and face. He slid his pants down. His cock bulged in his white briefs. He slid his underwear down, releasing his eight inch cock. It glistened with precum. He rubbed it a few times, and then hopped on the table. With no delay, the man lifted Julia’s feet and placed them against his shoulders. He lined his cock against Julia’s virgin cunt and forced himself inside. Had Julia not been abducted, the pain of a large cock violently shredding her cherry and ripping into her cervix would have been unimaginable. But she had been abducted, and over the past several days, she’d experienced much worse. The woman held the knife firmly to Hailey’s neck. She whispered in her ear. “Say ‘keep fucking her daddy’.” Hailey closed her eyes and started to cry. “Say it! Say ‘keep fucking her daddy’!” “Keep…keep…fucking her…daddy.” “Good. Good.” The woman whispered. “Say it again.” Hailey said it again. “Louder.” Hailey spoke louder. “Keep fucking her…daddy.” Hailey sobbed as she watched the man’s large penis violate the little girl over and over again. The woman reached down and started rubbing Hailey’s bald pussy. The woman whispered in Hailey’s ear. “Tell her she deserves it. Tell the slut this is all she’s good for.” “This is what you deserve!” Hailey yelled at Julia, her words barely decipherable through her sobs. “This is all…this is all your good for.” The woman started shouting directly at Julia. “You’re a worthless cunt! A dirty fucking slut! Daddy only wants to fuck you!” The knife was pressed harder to Hailey’s neck. The woman continued berating little Julia. “He doesn’t love you! Your daddy doesn’t love you! You’re just a hole! A warm hole for daddy to cum in!” The woman gritted her teeth and fumed, staring a Julia’s distraught face. The redheaded child cried breathlessly as her body shook with pain. Hailey was too terrified to close her eyes. She watched blood drip onto the wooden table, unable to tell if the blood was from the rape, or the wounds from the cat o’ nine tails. “Fuck!” The man growled before increasing his speed. “Are you going to cum daddy?” The man grunted affirmatively. “Keep going daddy! Rape that girl’s cunt! Cum inside her!” The man thrust once more, burying the entire length of his shaft in to the child’s body. He yelled as he filled Julia’s little womb with his hot and potent seed. He leaned over and slapped Julia hard across the face. “You like that cunt!?” He continued ejaculating as the woman laughed. “You like your daddy’s cum filling you up!?” He back handed her face. Hailey heard a crack and blood started pouring out of Julia’s nose. The little girl slipped back into unconsciousness. Cum oozed out around the man’s cock as he shot the last of his load. He pulled out and let the child’s legs slam against the wooden table. “Flip her over.” The woman told the man, still holding the blade to Hailey’s throat. “She might choke.” The man nodded and got off the table. He unlocked Julia’s neck and wrists and moved the child’s motionless body so her head was hanging over the edge. Blood streamed from her face, pooling on the concrete floor. The woman pulled Hailey away from the table and led her toward the man. The man stood with cock still erect, smeared with blood and semen. Hailey was forced to her knees. The woman placed the knife down and gripped Hailey around the neck. “Clean him off! Lick your little sister’s blood off daddy’s cock!” Hailey’s face was shoved toward the man. “Hold on baby, daddy’s got to piss.” The woman quickly grabbed Hailey’s chin and forehead, forcing the girl’s mouth open. “That’s right.” The man aimed his cock and filled Hailey’s mouth. The woman shouted orders at her. “Don’t spit it out! If you spit it out, I’ll fucking kill you!” When Hailey’s mouth was full, the woman forced it shut and pinched Hailey’s nose. “Swallow it!” She yelled in Hailey’s ear, as the little girl struggled to force down the revolting liquid. When the woman felt Hailey swallow, she let the child breathe. The man continued to empty his bladder on the girl’s face. When the last few drops fell from the man’s softening cock, the woman forced Hailey’s face into his crotch. “Suck daddy clean!” The disgusting smells of blood, semen and piss overwhelmed Hailey. The man slid his dirty dick into Hailey’s mouth. “Clean it honey.” He held his cock in her mouth. “Use your tongue.” Hailey slid her tongue around the man’s retched tool. The metallic taste of blood coated her young mouth. “That’s good. Keep going.” His cock was starting to harden again when he slid out of her mouth. The woman whispered in Hailey’s ear. “You loved that didn’t you? You loved seeing daddy rape your baby sister ‘til she bled!” The man slid his underwear and pant back on. “You’re a disgusting cunt!” The man walked behind the woman. Hailey heard the cabinet open and then close after a few moments. “You’re a horrible sister. How could you let that happen?!” The woman turned Hailey’s head toward Julia. Hailey saw blood and cum still dripping from the child’s damaged young pussy. Before Hailey knew what was happening, a chloroform soaked cloth was over her mouth and she was slipping into unconsciousness. Hailey awoke several hours later. She lay on the cold concrete floor at the foot of the wooden table. The man and woman stood off to the side, watching. Hailey got to her feet and saw Julia lying on the table. She was bound as they both had been before. Hailey stumbled to the girl’s side. The barely perceptible rising and falling of her flat tattered chest was the only sign of life. The blood had been washed from her face. However, blood pooled under her waist as it continued to drip from her pussy. Next to the unconscious little girl was a hunting knife. It was attached to a two foot chain that was bolted to the table. “You’re awake.” The woman said. “Good. We’ve been waiting.” Hailey turned toward the voice. The man and woman approached. “It’s time to finish this.” The woman stopped at the opposite side of the table. Julia’s battered body separated them like a desolate no man’s land between enemy forces. The man walked around the table and stood about 5 feet behind Hailey. He held the cat o nine tails in his hand. Hailey didn’t consider running. There was nowhere to run. “Wha…what?” Hailey glanced over her shoulder. The man stood silently, eying Hailey’s pale, virginal body. “It’s really simple actually.” The woman said, placing her hand on Julia’s arm. “She needs to be punished.” The woman stroked the unconscious girl’s arm. “What? I…” The woman pointed at the knife. “She deserves it. She’s a whore. Whore’s deserve death.” Hailey shook her head desperately. “Please…no! Please…don’t make me…” The woman lost her temper. “Look! Either you kill that cunt, or he,” the woman pointed to the man, “fucking MAKES you. You have no fucking choice! Anyway, you’ll be doing the bitch a favor. Trust me.” Hailey turned and darted past the man. It was a visceral reaction. She had no plan. She ran toward the stairs, but tripped on the first step. While hurrying to her feet, she felt a horrendous pain across her back. The pain was breathtaking. She silently fell to her knees. Her brain was struggling to process the pain when she was stuck again. The little girl gasped, and then screamed at the top of her lungs. She hurriedly crawled into the corner. She cowered there with her back toward the man. She continued weeping, waiting for another strike. It didn’t come. After a few minutes, she looked back over her shoulder. They stood, silently watching her. “Please!” Hailey begged, turning toward the couple. She sat and hugged her knees to her chest. “Please don’t.” “I already told you.” The woman spoke like a scornful headmistress. “It isn’t up to you.” The woman walked to the girl. She stood over her, and crossed her arms. “Get up.” The woman said firmly. Hailey buried her face in her knees and shook her head. The woman shouted. “I will NOT,” she took a deep, calming breath. “I will not ask you again. Now GET UP!” The woman grabbed a chunk of Hailey’s hair and pulled her to her feet. She dragged the screaming little girl toward the wooden table. “Hold her.” The woman said to the man. He stepped behind Hailey and wrapped his arm around her neck. He leaned and whispered in her ear. “If you kill that cunt, we’ll let you live.” The woman walked to the cabinet. “Don’t you want to see your mommy and daddy again?” The woman walked back with a pair of handcuffs. She locked one end to a hook under the table. “Give me her hand.” The man grabbed Hailey’s left wrist and stretched the little girl’s arm. The woman locked the cuff around the child’s wrist. Hailey was bent over Julia’s body. Her face rested against Julia’s stomach. The man and woman took a few steps back. “I will not ask you again.” Hailey turned her head and saw the knife. She looked away from it. The woman nodded at the man. Moments later, the cat struck Hailey’s right ass cheek. Hailey buried her face in Julia’s stomach and screamed. The man and woman waited. Hailey’s screams waned, but she didn’t reach for the knife. The man struck her harder. Again, Hailey screamed, but she wouldn’t let herself consider killing Julia. The man struck her again, and again, and again. Each time, Hailey gritted through the pain, unwilling to betray Julia. She felt warm streaks of blood dripping down her leg. The woman stepped toward Hailey. She lifted the weeping child’s face. “You don’t think she’d kill you? Trust me. She’s a cunt. She’d have killed you as soon as we told her to.” The woman dropped Hailey’s face. “Get the iron.” The man walked around the table, and headed to the cabinet. The woman spoke to Hailey. “I didn’t want to do this. It’s not as much fun. But…” the woman laughed, “DAMN, is it effective.” Hailey heard the man rummaging through the cabinet. After a few moments, it closed again. Hailey glanced up. The woman stared at her while the man fumbled with a long orange extension cord. Hailey put her head back down. After a few minutes, the woman forced Hailey’s head up. About two feet from the child’s face was a glowing red ‘X’. She could feel the heat on her skin. Her stomach turned. “We really hate to do this. You see, burned skin stinks. I mean, it REALLY smells bad. But you’re leaving us no choice.” The woman let go of Hailey’s head. It dropped, and Hailey gritted her teeth. She heard the man walk behind her. She heard the cord dragging across the floor. She waited, unable to imagine what the branding iron would feel like against her pale flesh. She screamed as she felt warmth on her left ass cheek. For a few minutes the man would bring the iron in close, only to pull it away. He savored the child’s fear. Suddenly, he forced the brand against her ass. Hailey screamed at the torturous pain. Her knees gave give out and, as she fell, the iron brushed against her lower back. Her arm stretched causing the cuff to cut into her wrist. A moment later, Hailey forced herself up. The man branded her again, and the room went black. Moments later the child awoke with a burning in her nose and lungs. The woman gripped Hailey’s head by her hair and held a capsule of smelling salts to her nose. She tossed the capsule on the ground. “Fucking weak cunt!” She spit on the child’s face. “If you can’t handle the pain then you know what to do.” The woman now held chunks of Hailey’s hair in each hand. She looked at the little girl’s face with disgust as the man branded her again. The woman mocked Hailey’s cries. “Boo-hoo! I’m a stupid cunt who can’t follow simple fucking instructions!” The woman dropped Hailey’s head as the man pressed the iron to the back of Hailey’s left thigh. He held it there. Her skin sizzled and popped. Hailey turned to look at the knife. The woman stepped away, smiling. “Good.” She whispered to herself. Hailey grabbed the knife and jammed it into Julia’s neck. The man removed the brand and Hailey screamed. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry.” Blood flowed from Julia’s neck, and Hailey wept into the dying child’s stomach. Her chest rose and fell one last time. Hailey continued weeping as the man turned off the electric branding iron. He placed it at the head of the table. Hailey heard the woman laughing. She grabbed another pair of handcuffs and cuffed Hailey’s other wrist to the table. Hailey stretched over Julia’s corpse. “Now it’s your turn, bitch.” Hailey felt something against her pussy. She heard a grunt, and the man forced his massive penis inside of her. In less than a second, he ruptured her hymen and tore into her cervix. The woman snapped open a smelling salt capsule before the little girl even had time to pass out. “How does daddy’s cock feel, cunt?!” The woman grabbed Hailey’s head. “Look at me!” Hailey wouldn’t open her eyes. The woman slapped her. “Open your fucking eyes!” Blood streamed from Hailey’s cunt as the man neared orgasm. Watching Julia suffer nearly made him cum in his pants. He never needed much stimulation after watching a little whore bleed to death. “I’m about to cum baby!” The woman grabbed the knife and held it to Hailey’s throat. “Look at me!” The woman screamed. Hailey squeezed her eyes tight. The man started moaning. “Fuck it!” “I’m cumming!” Hailey felt the man’s hot jet of semen shoot into her bloody and tattered womb. She felt a pain in her neck, then felt like she was drowning. She opened her eyes. She saw a bloody knife and the smiling woman. Her face was splattered with blood. Hailey’s head dropped, and the room darkened. She felt warmth as she drifted into death. Please Email me with any comments, good or bad SerumStories@gmail.com