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 Joe stood outside the store watching the two girls through the window. 
Anyone passing who gave him a second glance would have seen a bored,
slightly overweight, security guard; if they had thought about it (which no
one did) they would assume he was just doing his job.

   Cathy and Mary were eight years old and enjoyed the buzz they got from
stealing stuff.  They hadn't seen Joe, and Cathy was busy distracting the
shop assistant while Mary slipped a pretty top into her carrier bag.  Then
they smiled sweetly and left.

   Joe followed them to two more shops where they helped themselves to
several small items before heading upstairs to a quiet corner where they
could examine what they had stolen.  He was a big man but he could move
quietly if he wanted to and the girls didn't hear him coming until it was
too late.

   They were both squatting on the floor with their stolen haul in front of
them and leapt guiltily to their feet when they realised he was there. 
"Hello girls" he said.  "That's a nice collection.  I'm sure you have
receipts?"

   They stood there with scarlet faces and shook their heads.

   "I thought not.  You'd better come up to my office while we decide what
to do."

   He led them down some corridors and up a couple of flights of stairs and
through a door which he opened with a key and then locked behind him.  The
only furniture in the small room was a desk with a swivel chair behind it,
and two upright dining chairs.  Joe sat down in the swivel chair.  "Right!"
he said.  Put the stuff on the desk and sit down."

   Meekly, the girls did as they were told.

   "You'd better tell me your names."

   Cathy found her voice first.  "I'm Cathy and this is Mary."

   "And is this everything you stole?"

   The girls' nodded.

   "I'm not sure I believe you" Joe said.

   "Honestly that's everything" protested Cathy.

   Both girls were wearing skimpy tops and short skirts, so it would be
difficult to imagine where either of them could have concealed any more
loot, but Joe managed to look doubtful.  "I'm sorry girls, but I'm going to
have to search you."

   The girls looked at each other nervously.  "You're not allowed to.  Not
without a woman here anyway." It was Cathy who spoke again.

   Joe took his mobile phone out of his pocket.  "I'd better phone for the
police then.  Then they'll get your parents, then someone will tell the
newspapers and then everyone at school will know that you are a couple of
thieves." He sat with his finger poised over the keys.  "Of course" he
paused, "maybe if you cooperate we can work something out."

   "What do you want us to do?" Mary spoke up for the first time.

   "Well" said Joe.  "The first thing is I'm going to have to search you
thoroughly.  And then, if you do what you're told, maybe I can let you go
with a telling off."

   The sight of these two trembling eight-year-old girls, and his feeling
of power over them had already given Joe an erection and he slipped his
hand down the front of his trousers to arrange it more comfortably.

   "You first Cathy.  Stand up."

   Nervously, Cathy got to her feet.  From where Joe was sitting behind his
desk he could only see the little girl from the waist up.

   "I can't see you there.  Stand up on the chair."

   Cathy climbed up and stood facing the security guard as his eyes scanned
slowly up from her feet in their cheap trainers and white socks; past her
bare legs to her short skirt that stopped midway down her thighs; over her
bare midriff, and on up over her top which covered her flat chest to her
face where her defiant look was betrayed by her trembling lip.

   "Take your top off" Joe ordered.

   Cathy opened her mouth to protest but Joe interrupted.  "Look girls,
perhaps I didn't make myself clear.  You are a couple of thieves and I have
caught you.  If you don't do what you're told I will phone the police and
then everyone will know.  If you think you can get away with it by telling
them I forced you to undress I will just deny it, and who do you think the
police will believe?  Two little thieves; or a respectable security guard?"

   Cathy closed her mouth, caught hold of the hem of her top and stripped
it over her head to reveal her flat chest with its puffy little nipples.

   "Now the skirt."

   She reached behind and undid the button allowing her skirt to drop round
her ankles leaving only her white knickers to cover her modesty.  Joe was
about to speak but she didn't wait for the order and, seconds later, she
stood facing Joe wearing nothing but her shoes and socks.

   Joe licked his lips at the sight of the naked nymphet standing in front
of him.  Mary, still sitting in the chair and looking at her naked friend
was unable to suppress a giggle, and Joe switched his gaze to her.  "Don't
worry young lady it'll be your turn next." He turned back to Cathy.  "Sit
down on the chair while your friend gets undressed."

   Mary followed her friend's example and stood up on the chair.  While
Cathy was as skinny as a rake, Mary was slightly plump and her breasts more
defined.  Seeing the two naked children sitting facing him and totally in
his power practically made Joe cum in his pants.  Then the sound of his
phone ringing made him jump.  He ignored it but it had broken the spell and
he decided he had gone far enough.

   "OK girls, you can get dressed now.  And because you've been so
cooperative I'm going to let you off.  Leave the stuff here and I'll make
sure it gets back to the shops you stole it from."

   As soon as they were ready, Joe led the two girls back down to the mall.
When they got to the door leading to the public area he stopped and
squatted down so that he was on the same level as them.  "Now girls" he
said.  "I hope you've learned your lesson and won't do any more stealing. I
shan't tell anyone and, so long as you keep your mouths shut, no one will
be any the wiser." He opened the door and the two giggling girls went back
out to join the shoppers.

   A week later Joe was on duty again when he felt a tug on his sleeve.  He
looked down to see Mary, on her own this time.

   "Excuse me mister."

   "Hello Mary.  Can I help you?"

   "I spent all my money and I need the bus fare home."

   "Oh dear.  I haven't got any money with me, if you'd like to come up to
my office I expect I can find some there."

   "OK mister."

   She skipped along happily with him up the stairs to his office.  "Joe
sat behind his desk and started opening drawers.  "I'm sure I've got some
money here somewhere" he said.  "How much do you need?"

   "The bus fare is a pound, but I need to buy some lunch too, so five
pounds should be enough." She hesitated.  "I don't know when I'll be able
to pay you back though."

   Joe put a five pound note on the desk in front of him.  "Maybe we can
work something out."

   "What do you mean?  Do you want me to take my clothes off again?"

   "Well that will be a start, but I think for five pounds I might want a
little more."

   "I suppose I could suck your cock if you like."

   Joe was shocked.  He had realised, soon as the girl had agreed to come
back to his office, what she was up to.  But he hadn't expected her to be
quite so direct.  "Have you sucked a cock before" he asked.

   Mary nodded.  "Oh yes.  Mr.  Brown says I'm really good at it."

   "Who's Mr Brown?"

   "He's the Biology teacher at our school."

   "Do you like sucking his cock?"

   "It's OK."

   Joe smiled.  "Do you think you're good enough to be worth five pounds?"

   Mary giggled.  "That's what Mr.  Brown gives me."

   Joe stood up and walked around the desk to stand facing the girl.  He
opened his trousers and his cock sprang out almost level with the girls'
mouth.  Mary slid the skin back off his knob end and examined it closely.
Then, satisfied that it was clean, she opened her mouth and allowed Joe to
put it into the warm wet opening.  Joe thought that watching the
eight-year-old's head bobbing up and down on his cock was the most erotic
thing he had ever seen.  She was obvious quite experienced and he could
feel her tongue working on the sensitive underside and soon he began to
feel the pressure building up in his balls.

   "I'm going to cum" he said.

   Instead of pulling away Mary redoubled her efforts and so it was that,
less than ten minutes after entering the room, Joe found himself squirting
a load of spunk directly down the young girl's throat.

   When she'd stopped swallowing Mary asked "did I do OK?"

   "Oh definitely" replied Joe, handing her the note.  "You certainly are
an experienced little cocksucker.  Anytime you need money for your fare,
you be sure to ask."

   A week later she was back.  "Hello Mary" he smiled.  "Have you lost your
money again?"

   "No" she smiled back.  "I wanted to buy a new top, but I don't have
enough."

   "How much are you short?"

   "Nearly ten pounds."

   "Oh dear.  That's a lot."

   "I could suck your cock again."

   Joe pretended to think about it.  "Well" he said, "it was very nice but
I don't think it's worth a whole ten pounds."

   "If I let you fuck me, would you give it to me then?"

   "Does Mr.  Brown fuck you?"

   The girl shook her head.  "Oh no, I only suck him."

   "But you have been fucked?"

   "Only by Uncle Jim."

   Joe told her to stay where she was while he went to the cash machine
and, when he returned, she skipped happily up the stairs to his office. 
"Shall I get undressed?"

   He nodded and watched she did a sort of clumsy striptease which, since
she was only wearing three garments, didn't take very long.  He lifted her
up onto the desk and spread her legs so that he could look at her cunt. 
Joe had seen pictures and videos of young girls of all ages but this was
the first time he had seen a live one close up.  There was no trace of any
hair yet but he could see that her clit was well developed and when he
opened her slit with his fingers he could see moisture inside.

   "Are you going to lick me first?  Uncle Jim does."

   Joe didn't reply but leaned forward and touched her with the tip of his
tongue.  He licked up and down her smooth pussy and then moved closer so
that he could use his whole mouth.  Her legs were over his shoulders and
her thighs were pressed against his ears; he reached forward with his hands
sliding them over her soft skin until he found the bumps of her embryo
breasts.  Carefully, so as not to hurt her, he massaged her chest and felt
her little nipples harden under his ministrations.  Without taking his
mouth away from her cunt he dropped his trousers to release his stiff cock,
and then he stood up and pressed the end against the girls' small opening.
He could see that her mouth was open and she was breathing hard as he
slowly began to force his cock into that tight space.  Joe knew that his
cock was pretty average, but it felt and looked like a monster as it
stretched the young girl open until nearly three quarters of it was buried
inside.

   The sight of an eight-year-old girl in the throes of an orgasm around
his cock would be enough to make any man cum and Joe was no exception. 
When he saw her hips begin their involuntary dance, her skin blush bright
red, and heard her animalistic wail of passion, he could hold back no
longer and began to pump what seemed like a gallon of spunk deep into her
belly.

   When he pulled his shrinking cock out of her hot tight hole Mary sat up
and used his handkerchief to clean herself up.  "Was that worth the money?"
She asked with a grin.

   "Every penny" replied Joe, passing her the note.  "I'll be on duty at
the same time next week if you want to come and see me."

   As he watched the little girl skip gaily off into the crowd he smiled.
"I knew there had to be more perks to this job than free coffee and
doughnuts." ...............................................