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   CAMP DEGRADATION

   BY VIC RUTHLESS

   ( Multi g(10) g(9) g(9) inter spank reluc humil rough )

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   [ THE JOURNEY ]



   The rain was heavy at times and made driving along the narrow dirt road
even more difficult than it should have been.  The cars tires splashed the
puddle water each time it ran over one, and when it did Gladys Ramsey held
tighter onto the steering wheel.  She peered more intently at the road
through the rain battered front windshield.  Her cars wiper blades moved
rapidly back and forth but seemed to be losing the battle with the
fierceness of the rain storm.  She had little time to concern herself with
the sobbing and pleadings of the three preteen girls in the car with her.
Gladys was on a mission and nothing was going to interfere with it not if
she could help it, and certainly not those three little girls.

   Gladys worried about the directions she had been given and hoped they
were accurate, she feared being lost out in this unfamiliar area.  The
roads were obviously seldom traveled, being dirt instead of pavement, and
there were no road signs to guide her.  Unlike the others in the club this
was Gladys's first trip to this very special camp.  As she drove she
thought of the friend who gave her the directions and how she came to know
her.

   It all started one year ago when Gladys Ramsey's live in boy friend left
her for another woman taking every penny of hers he could find.  She was
devastated by the callousness of his actions, and the timing was simply
horrible.  The company she worked for closed down leaving their employees
jobless, which left her with no visible means of support.  Since she was an
orphan and had no family to turn to, matters seemed very bleak.  Living in
the city was just not possible any longer.

   She knew she had to find somewhere to go, somewhere to live where the
cost of living didn't eat up every last penny she might earn.  As fate
would have it, just when she was beginning to lose all hope she got a phone
call from an old acquaintance she knew from the orphanage they both
attended as children.  She would hear from her on occasions and when she
did her friend would always try convincing her to leave the big city with
all its noise and pollution for the much slower pace of rural living.  This
time when her friend Janet called she didn't need any convincing she simply
had no choice and was on the bus the next day.

   It was Janet who had introduced her to the others in their special club
and Janet who had given her the directions she was now following in the
driving rain storm.  As she drove along her thoughts were interrupted by
the cries of the three preteen girls in the car with her.  One of them sat
in the passenger seat next to her and the other two girls sat in the back
of the car.

   "SHUT UP FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!  I DON'T NEED THIS FROM YOU LITTLE BRATS,
CANT YOU SEE HOW BAD THE WEATHER IS?  CANT YOU SEE I'M TRYING TO AVOID AN
ACCIDENT?  NOW FOR THE LAST TIME SHUT YOUR MOUTHS."

   Again her mind wandered to the time she was introduced to the other
members of the special club of women and their purpose.  The current
membership was a very meager eight with Gladys being the eighth member. 
They had met in Janet's apartment and it was there that Gladys first heard
about what they did to earn money.  It was explained to her that the states
Juvenile detention centers were woefully overcrowded and that stemmed from
the fact that the family system in this poverty stricken area simply did
not exist.  little children without parental guidance just roamed the
streets looking for handouts or looking to break in and steal.  They were
not professionals and naturally got caught and sentenced.

   The problem of overcrowding in the detention centers had reached a point
where the choice was either let the offenders off without punishment or
find another solution.  That other solution came about when Gladys's friend
Janet and another young women went to the authorities and suggested that
they would act as guardians or foster mothers to the wards of the state for
a fee.  It appeared that their suggestion was indeed welcomed by the states
penal authorities.

   There however, remained just one stumbling block to a satisfactory pact
between the the women members and the state.  The state argued that if
these special members could not keep their wards from committing further
criminal acts against the community, that they could not satisfy their end
of the agreement.  They seemed to be at an impasse.  Janet and the other
women could simply not guarantee that at some point one or two or even all
their wards would not commit some offense against the community.  The state
was adamant in their position that they needed some guarantees that paying
these special women money, would in affect take the responsibility of
protecting the community against these little troublemakers out of their
hands.

   It took several more meetings for both parties to eventually come up
with a solution that would satisfy them both.  At first the State was very
reluctant to divulge to the women that they had a special camp that was run
by a private sector.  But when it was decided that there was no other way
to reach an agreement unless this special camp became part of the solution,
the state reprised its position and that agreement was reached.

   The terms of the agreement were that the State would only turn over
little girls aged between 8 years old and 12 years old.  The special women
club members would be paid a large initial fee and there after be paid a
monthly rate depending on the number of little girls they were able to
take. The monthly rate was paid regardless of the age of t he child.  If
after taking guardianship of their wards one or more of them committed an
unlawful act against the community, then that child or those children would
have to be punished in that special camp run by the private sector.  When
and if that occurred the fee for their service would be paid from a fund
created by both the state and the members of the special women's club.  The
state would pay 90% of the fee and the women would pay 10%.

   The state felt that even with the money paid to the women and the 90%
fee to the private sectors camp, it would still be less expensive then if
they had to house these children in their own juvenile detention centers,
and even more important was the overcrowding at those centers.  The women
however, felt that the 10% charge for using that special camp was something
to be avoided, they were in it for the money and any charge that took money
out of their hands was something they simply did not want.

   So here she was seated behind the steering wheel of her car driving
through a torrid rainstorm with her three little wards and heading to that
special camp named "Camp Degradation" it was her first trip there and she
was angry that she had to spend a 10% fee from the money the state paid her
for those three crying brats.  Her friend Janet and some of the other
members told her they had made the trip several times in the past, and even
though they had to pay that 10% fee each time, they said it was money well
spent.  Some of the women claimed that when their wards were returned to
them they no longer had any problems with them.  On the other hand a few
members claimed their wards were never returned to them and told Gladys
that they would prefer it to be that way all the time.  They went on to
explain that the privately run camp would send them a written notification
confirming that they would no longer be responsible for their little girls
any longer.  They could then bring that notification to the State and be
given other girls to replace those not returned to them.  That meant
another large initial fee and more monthly money for their care.

   None of the other members ever did find out what happened to those
little girls who were never returned and they showed little concern.  Their
interests were strictly monetary.  That's what Gladys was thinking about
each time her three little crybabies sounded off.  She hoped her little
brats would also be kept by the camp and then she too could capitalize on
it and make a few extra bucks just like those other members.

   The rain let up and road conditions began to improve, Gladys took a
quick look through the rear mirror at the two 9 year olds seated in the. 
The blue eyed blond girl Heather Philips and the black girl Monique
Williams were sobbing just like the 10 year old Japanese girl Ami Nakamura
who sat next to her in the passenger seat.  They were all dressed as
instructed by her fellow members in the special Women's club.  She was told
that all girls being sent to Camp Degradation had to wear the same kinds of
clothing.  Their clothes had to make the girls feel uncomfortably
embarrassed, and Gladys was sure she accomplished that.  Each girl wore a
skirt that was so short it barely covered their panties, and their panties
were white cotton bikini cut and two sizes to small.  None of the three
little girls had much in the way of breasts, theirs were just budding
little boobs hardly a handful.  Their nipples were the size of a small
pencil eraser.  Gladys had them wear cotton tee shirts rather than bra's.
Covering their tee shirts the girls wore white button down the front
blouses that were held together by only one button.  Before they left the
apartment each girl was given three enemas and nothing to drink or eat in a
twenty four hour period, so that when they entered the car for the trip
they were thoroughly cleaned out.

   The three children knew they had done wrong by stealing that porn
magazine from the drunken man in the park while he slept against the tree.
What they didn't know was that the park security officer saw them not only
steal it, but find a park bench to sit on while they giggled as they turned
the pages pointing to the pictures they saw.  They were taken to the local
magistrate who promptly called the girls guardian and reported the incident
to her.  When Gladys heard the report she was furious and told the three of
them they would be taken to a special camp and severely punished, and all
during the long harrowing car ride they cried and pleaded and cried some
more.











   [ THE CAMP ]







   By the time the car pulled into the private property of Camp Degradation
the rain had finally stopped.  Gladys found a parking spot easily, shut the
engine off and got out.  She was just about to let the three little girls
out when she was met by a man who had just come from the main building.  He
was a burley looking man a bit on the stout side with a bit of grey hair
around his temples.

   He greeted her by saying, "Hello!  you must be Gladys Ramsey, we were
expecting you, glad to see you made it in one piece.  That was quite a rain
storm we had, nothing like that for quite some time.  But now that you're
here safely we can bring the girls inside.  Did you prepare them as
requested?"

   "I certainly did" she replied.

   Gladys opened the car doors and told them to get their butts out.  As
the three of them slid out of the car their purposely short little skirts
hiked up even further revealing their ill fitting tiny little white cotton
bikini panties.  The girls saw the man eyeing their now very exposed undies
and they blushed with embarrassment but could do nothing about it.  Finally
when he had satisfied himself looking at their sexy little panties he told
Gladys to follow him inside the main building of the camp.

   Once inside the man who said his name was Dominick Molester, went behind
a desk and asked Gladys to take a seat at the side of him.  He then told
the three teary eyed little preteen girls to each sit on a chair directly
in front of his desk.  Naturally the hems of their intentionally shortened
little skirts fell across their upper thighs barely covering their panties,
and causing the embarrassed little girls to place both their hands in their
laps trying to hide their undies from view.  The man was asking Gladys many
questions concerning each girl and he was writing down her answers in his
notebook.  But as he asked his questions and wrote in his book his eyes
were moving from little girl to little girl focused on their bare thighs
and extremely shortened skirts.

   Finally he put his pen down and stood up from his desk chair and shook
Gladys's hand.  He told her that she could return to her home now and
thanked her for bringing her little wards to his camp for punishment. 
Gladys smiled politely at the man then turned and left the office without
looking or saying anything at all to the three children, which made them
feel even more frightened than they already were.  After she left Mr. 
Forcing came from behind his desk and stopped in front of a seven foot
long, three foot high counter top that covered cabinets within its
structure.  He took a riding crop that was laying on the counter top and
holding it in his right hand moved directly in front of the sobbing little
10 year old Japanese girl Ami Nakamura.  He looked at his notebook then
looked back up and let his eyes roam over the Asian child's sexy bare
thighs.

   He said, "So your name is Ami and your 10 years old, and you and your
little friends over here like to steal magazines with dirty pictures from
men who are sleeping in the park huh?  well what have you to say for
yourself young lady?"

   Ami could hardly reply she was so frightened especially at this man who
was holding that frightening looking riding crop in his hand.

   But did manage to say, " Oh please Sir we're sorry we didn't really mean
any harm we just thought that the man was drunk and maybe that magazine
didn't even belong to him so we just took it.  Oh please Sir we're really
really sorry."

   Dominick Molester just laid the tip of the riding crop at the hem of
Ami's short skirt and moved it a tiny bit up.

   He then said, "TAKE BOTH YOUR HANDS OFF YOUR LAP AND PUT THEM AT YOUR
SIDES."

   Ami sobbed but did as the man ordered.  Dominick using his riding crop
then began to tease the hem of her tiny little skirt higher and higher
until he was able to get a nice clear view of poor little Ami Nakamura's
sexy little bikini panties.  He continued moving the tip of his riding crop
along the smooth bare skin of little Ami's inner thighs getting closer to
her panty covered little cunt.  As he did so he watched the expression on
her face change from a concerned anticipation to a fearful expectation and
heard some mild mumblings of protest coming from her mouth.  When he began
rubbing her panty clad pussy with the tip of his riding crop the now heavy
breathing Japanese girl began squirming in her chair.

   Dominick moved next to stand in front of the little 9 year old blue eyed
blond girl Heather Philips who having witnessed how he used his riding crop
to hike up her friend Ami Nakamura's skirt was already anticipating the
same treatment and had both hands in her lap trying to keep the hem of her
ultra mini skirt from being lifted any higher then it was.  Unfortunate for
her the result was the same only worse, He very callously struck both her
hands with the riding crop bringing a sharp yelp of pain from her mouth.

   "OUUUUUUCH!"

   She immediately dropped both her hands to the sides of the chair she sat
on.

   Dominick then said, "that's better now you keep them there little girl,
your just as naughty as your Asian friend over there and your going to be
punished just like she and that black girl friend of yours will be."

   He then proceeded to hike her skirt up her thighs pushing the hem with
the tip of his riding crop and enjoying her discomfort as her white cotton
panties were revealed to his lustful gaze.  Little Heather Philips began to
sob even harder when she saw and felt the man begin poking her panty clad
pussy with that riding crop he was using.

   He finally made his way to little 9 year old black girl Monique Williams
She just like both her friends had her hands in her lap but when she saw
the man lift his riding crop she dropped both her hands to the sides of her
chair.

   Dominick smiled and said "Ahhhhh I see you don't want to have your hands
struck with my riding crop you're a smart girl, but I see in my notebook
that you were just as naughty as your friends are."

   He took the tip of his riding crop and flipped the hem of her micro mini
all the way up to her hips.  His eyes roamed all over her ultra tight
little cotton panties, which outlined her puffy little pussy mound.  He
then began tapping the tip of the riding crop against her panty covered
pussy which caused the poor girl to instinctively close her legs and press
her knees tightly together.

   Dominick would have none of that and struck her across her chest with
the riding crop.  the blow landed over the child's white blouse held
together with just one button.

   Monique Williams cried out in pain as Dominick said, "Now unless you
want me to whip those little titties of yours you better spread your knees
apart and keep them apart until I'm finished with you."

   By now the little 9 year old black child was crying and mumbling
incoherently, but did manage to spread her legs apart.  Dominick spent
longer with her than he did with the others and rubbed her panty clad pussy
longer then the others and when he had finished the poor little sobbing
girl was breathing harder and moaning louder than her friends.

   At last Dominick Molester had finished his preliminary examination of
the three new occupants of "Camp Degradation" he went back to his desk and
picked up his communication radio.

   The three little girls heard him say, "Unit four, unit six, come to
reception, unit nine bring what is needed for three little girls"

   He then leaned back in the chair behind his desk and waited for the
others to arrive.  It didn't take very long before two men entered the
office.  The men wore tight fitting tee-shirts outlining their muscular
upper torso, They both also wore shorts which didn't hide from view their
muscular thighs and calves.  It was by design that all the male employees
of the camp were chosen for their virility and attractiveness.  These
attributes didn't go unobserved, all three little girls were watching as
the men entered the reception room and were staring at them.

   Soon the third man entered, he too possessed the same qualities as did
the others.  He was just as handsomely masculine, and the three little
girls could not help but gape at all three of them.  Dominick began to
examine the materials the third man brought with him.  His name was Carl
Schmidt who was assigned radio number nine and responded to the page as
unit nine.  The other two men who were assigned radios number four and
number six responded to pages as unit four and unit six.  Unit four's name
was Eric Clause and unit six's name was Brian Nichols.

   The three men stood erect next to each other lined up almost in a
military manner as they watched their leader inspecting the objects that
Carl Schmidt brought with him.  Naturally the three little pre-teen
children were more than just curious, they were downright concerned
especially when they saw mister Dominick Molester begin handling the three
sets of collars and leashes.  That concern quickly changed into fear when
they heard what he told the others.

   "Men!  these three naughty little girls have been found guilty of
stealing a pornographic magazine.  A park security guard witnessed them
flipping through the pages and giggling at each picture they saw.  They
have been found guilty and sent to our camp to receive our very special
punishment.  I want you to lock the collars around their necks, then attach
the leashes to those collars, when that is done you will proceed to place
the knee pads and palm pads on each child.  From now on these naughty
little girls will no longer be allowed to walk on their feet.  Instead they
will crawl on their hands and knees and be led by their leashes to each
area of our camp we take them.

   As the three men approached the little girls they broke out into heavy
sobbing and crying, but were soon prepared as ordered.









   [ THE SPECIAL PUNISHMENT ]





   Dominick walked from one child to the other inspecting how the collar
and leash and the knee and palm pads looked on each little girl, satisfied
with what he saw he moved over to his seven foot long equipment cabinet and
placed three special floggers on the counter top.  These floggers were
indeed quite special, they each had a cat-o-nine tails flogger on one end,
and a dildo handle on the other end.  What made the dildo handle so special
was that it contained batteries which activated a vibrator.

   By now the three little girls were crying quite profusely.  They
remembered the pornographic magazine they had stolen from the drunken man
in the park, and those pictures of little girls wearing similar collars
around their necks and how in those pictures men were putting their big
penises inside them.  The three of them were experiencing mixed emotions.
They were frightened but also experiencing an excitement they felt when
they were alone with each other and talking about sex.  At their age they
knew it was naughty but yet they could not keep themselves from exploring
all those naughty things the older girls told them about.  They even began
touching themselves regularly.

   As the three little girls stood nervously wearing their collars, they
saw mister Molester point to the counter with those terrible looking
floggers laying on top.

   They heard him say to the three muscular men, "Take these naughty little
girls to the punishment yard and make them crawl there on their hands and
knees.  Oh yeah and as part of their punishment pull their little panties
off and then use those floggers on their bare little asses as they crawl
along"

   Each of the three men forced the three little girls to their hands and
knees Then pulled their tiny little panties down over their asses and off
their feet.  Then holding on to the leash in one hand and the flogger in
their other hand, began leading them from the office of mister Molester to
the road outside that led to the punishment yard.  They led them for about
twenty feet then used the flogger to whip their naked ass cheeks.

   "SWISH!  SWISH!  SWISH!  SWISH!" the floggers found their targets "OWWWW
YEEOW!  YEEOW!"

   Then another twenty paces and again their bruised little asses were
struck with those 9 thin leather strands that made up the flogging end of
the cat-o-nine tails flogger being wielded by the three men pulling them
along.

   "SWISH!  SWISH!  SWISH!  SWISH!" The three little girls yelped as their
poor flogged little bare asses were again struck.

   "YOWEEEEEEEEE OWWWW YEEOW!  YEEOW!  Oooooooooooh!"

   It went on that way until all three of the little girls finally reached
the Camp Degradation punishment yard.  Even though the palms of their hands
and their knees were covered by padding they still felt sore from all that
crawling on the dirt ground.  Their little ass cheeks were not only sore
but stung them as well.

   Pleased with the results of their forced degrading journey Dominick told
his three subordinates to bring the little girls to their feet.

   Now all three of the pretty little pre-teen girls stood next to each
other still sobbing and still in some discomfort from their totally
embarrassing and painful ordeal.  Ten year old Japanese girl Ami Nakamura
stood on the right side, Carl Schmidt stood directly in front of her.  Nine
year old black girl Monique Williams stood on the left side, Eric Clause
stood directly in front of the pretty little black girl.  In the middle
stood little 9 year old blue eyed blond girl Heather Philips and standing
in front of her was Brian Nichols.  The three virile, attractive and
muscular men who were taking their orders from mister Dominick Molester
stood in front of each little girl holding her leash in his hand and
awaiting further instructions.

   Near where the three little girls stood awaiting their fate stood a
small four foot by four foot square platform used for display and close
examination purposes.  It was that platform Dominick pointed to when he
ordered Carl Schmidt to place Ten year old Japanese girl Ami Nakamura on it
and hold her in position on her hands and knees.  With Carl Schmidt holding
her by her leash, Dominick grabbed her by her pony tail and yanked her head
back with one hand while he began rubbing her naked ass cheeks with his
other hand.  He changed from rubbing her naked butt cheeks to squeezing
them.  The poor little girls ass cheeks were still sore from the flogging
she and the other girls received.

   "Owwwwwe Ouch!  OWWWWEE OUCH!  Ami cried out Owwwwwwwww!"

   With the others looking on Dominick moved his hands from squeezing her
naked butt cheeks to reaching between her open thighs and rubbing her naked
pussy.  He then stuck his finger between her pussy lips and began to
purposely stimulate her clitoris by sensuously rubbing it.  The poor
embarrassed little Ten year old Japanese girl tried not to react to the
sexual stimulation.  But try as she may her body was betraying her and
several moans escaped her lips.

   "OOHHHH, AAAAAHHH AAHHHHH OOOOOOOH"

   Dominick turned to Carl Schmidt and said get this child's top off lets
get a good look at her tits.  Within minutes of the command, little Ami now
stood completely naked and totally embarrassed on the display platform. 
Dominick then began to grab and squeeze both her cute budding little tits,
he pulled on them and shook them and then mauled them while Ami cried out
from the rough handling of her private parts.  But when he purposely
changed from mauling her tiny little tits to now massaging them, the
emotionally confused little Ami Nakamura allowed her body to dictate her
response and once again several moans of pleasure was heard coming from her
mouth.

   "OOOOOOOOOOH!  UUUUUUUUWWWWWW!  OOOOOOH!  OOOOOH!  OOOOOH!"

   Dominick could see when he looked at the two other little girls that
their full attention was focused entirely on the activities taking place on
that display platform holding their friend Ami and what was being done to
her.  Satisfied with the results, he told Carl Schmidt to remove naked
little Ami from the platform and place the heavy breathing panting little
girl ten feet directly in front of her two friends so that she could
clearly see what would be happening to them and that they could just as
easily see what would be happening to her.

   He then paced back and forth between both little Nine year old black
girl Monique Williams and little 9 year old blue eyed blond girl Heather
Philips.  He rubbed his chin, thought for several moments then stepped
back.

   He said to both Eric Clause and Brian Nichols, "I want both of you to
strip completely naked the two girls whose leashes your holding and when
their stark naked I want you to start tongue kissing them and rubbing their
little tits, nipples and little cunts.  He then turned to Carl Schmidt and
said I want you to do the same with that hot little Ten year old Japanese
girl Ami Nakamura.

   Dominick Molester took a nearby stool and set it at a spot where he
could sit and watch his three handsome, virile, and muscular subordinates
perform as he directed them to.  He told each of them to use the special
vibrator dildo handle of their cat-o-nine tail floggers to stimulate the
little girls nipples, tits, and especially their cut puffy little preteen
virgin pussies.

   While Dominick sat on his stool and watched, he could see his men tongue
kissing the three little girl prisoners and then when they began to use
their vibrators he could see how stimulated the little girls were becoming.
Each child was moaning and displaying the looks of a girl in utter ecstasy.

   It was at that point that he got up from his stool and said in a loud
commanding voice "THAT WILL BE ENOUGH FOR NOW, KEEP THE LITTLE GIRLS
STANDING THERE AND FACING THE LITTLE Ten year old Japanese girl Ami
Nakamura.  Then I want each of you to watch carefully what I will be doing
to this naughty little girl.  When I am finished then all three of you will
copy and do exactly what you saw me do."

   He made a mental note of the disappointing expressions he saw on the
faces of the three little girls when their leash holders abruptly pulled
their tongues from their mouths.  Those expressions were not surprising to
him, but he knew they would be to the little girls who were experiencing
their cause.



   With his men watching him as directed and with the three little preteen
girls watching as well, he slowly took all his clothing off and stood
completely naked in front of all of them.  He then moved over to the wide
eyed little Japanese girl Ami Nakamura and grabbed her around her naked ass
cheeks, pulling her into his naked body and in direct contact with his
fully aroused erection.  He began to slowly grind his hard-on against the
outside of her puffy little pussy.  Then while Pulling her head back by her
pony tail he shoved his tongue into her open mouth and slid it up against
her own tongue.  He Pushed it from side to side and moved it in and out
like the fangs of a snake and kept wiggling it around the inside of Ami's
mouth who began breathing heavily and inadvertently closed her eyes.

   Dominick Molester knew from the sights and sounds of the three little
girls whose special punishment was his to administer that he had reached
that final plateau.  He poked the tip of his hard cock against little Ami's
cunt and then rubbed her clitoris with the tip of his middle finger.  It
was time, and he yelled across to Ami Nakamura's leash holder Carl Schmidt
who was still holding her by her leash.

   "Carl you can drop her leash and go bring us back the lubricant you're
all going to need it"

   All three girls were now not only bewildered and confused by the events
happening to them after their forced spank/crawl journey to the punishment
yard but certainly sexually aroused by the events that happened once they
arrived.  They didn't have long to wait before their curiosity would become
clearer.

   Once Carl Schmidt arrived with the KY jelly all three little girls had
both their tiny little ass holes and virgin pussies lubricated.  Dominick
Molester had done his part now it was his subordinates job to do theirs.  A
job they were proficient in and a job they relished.

   Dominick once again sat on his stool facing the three little naked girls
and his three now also naked subordinates.  Only this time Dominick
Molester had set up a camera on a tripod and aimed it directly at the three
little girls and his very virile, handsome, and quite muscular
subordinates. He snapped the fingers of both his hands as the signal to
begin.

   Coitus began immediately and all three little girls felt for the first
time in their very young lives what it actually felt like to be fucked by a
man instead of by their own fingers in their own beds.  These men were
experts, and after the initial pain of having their hymens torn, they
slowly became incredibly aroused.  Slowly being brought to such sexual
heights as they could only have dreamt of.

   Dominick Molester was monitoring the entire event through the lens of
his camera.  It was after all his responsibility to ensure that the act
being committed in front of him was after all a punishment and not a
reward, at least for the poor little girls.  When he began to hear moans of
pleasure coming from the mouths of Ten year old Japanese girl Ami Nakamura,
Nine year old black girl Monique Williams, and little 9 year old blue eyed
blond girl Heather Philips.  He waited for just the right amount of time
and when he saw their body movements displaying sensual gratification and
the accompanying moans of pleasure he knew he had achieved his goal.  His
men were highly trained and all he needed to do was give the command, and
he did in a loud and clear voice he said.

   "STOP!  STOP!  THIS INSTANT!  STOP RIGHT NOW!  PULL YOURSELVES FROM
THOSE LITTLE GIRLS."

   Carl Schmidt, Eric Clause, and Brian Nichols followed orders and all
three of them pulled their cocks from the hot very moist little pussies of
Ten year old Japanese girl Ami Nakamura, Nine year old black girl Monique
Williams, and little 9 year old blue eyed blond girl Heather Philips. 
Leaving them in a state of horrible frustration and utter sexual denial.

   Within seconds of their sexual torment the oldest girl Ami Nakamura was
the first to cry out.

   "NOOOOOOOOO!  WHY!  WHY!  DID YOU DO THIS TO US!  ITS NOT FAIR!  PLEASE
DON'T LEAVE US LIKE THIS ITS NOT FAIR ITS JUST NOT FAIR"

   She began crying then both Nine year old black girl Monique Williams,
and little 9 year old blue eyed blond girl Heather Philips followed suit.
Dominick Molester turned to his three subordinates smiled and nodded his
head in approval.

   Then said, " get them on their hands and knees and take them to their
cages, tomorrow is another day lets if we can bring them even closer to
orgasm and he laughed.



   Nearly a full month had passed and this time when Gladys Ramsey drove
along that narrow dirt road it wasn't raining, there was no storm and the
sun was even shining.  But her destination and her cargo was the same.  She
was driving to "Camp Degradation" and in her car were three more little
girls, and just like her maiden journey these three little ones were also
very frightened and also were crying and pleading.  As she drove she
wondered what had become of her first group.  Ten year old Japanese girl
Ami Nakamura, Nine year old black girl Monique Williams, and little 9 year
old blue eyed blond girl Heather Philips.  They were never returned to her.










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