Caycee Dugas: Abduction of Innocence, part 1 by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) **** The blond-hair, blue-eyed, bucktoothed school girl, sashayed her way past stepfather, Carlton, working on the car in the garage. It was just past 8 am on Monday of the last week of school and he looked up from under the hood to watch her walk by. "Damn, she has such a sweet little ass," he thought smiling. Even after fucking late last night and then again after waking her for school this morning, he wanted her again. That little bald slit is so juicy and tight. Carlton's cock swelled as he watched her ass swinging to and fro while she climbed the hill wearing the pink windbreaker and tight blue jeans. Caycee turned and noticed him watching her. He's always staring at her. She smiled and waved back to him mumbling under her breath. "He's such a lousy fuck," she whispered with a slight giggle. "But he lets me do whatever I want and gives me spending money when I need it, so I guess its okay." Turning her back to him she continued on her route, thinking of Randy, the boy she was skipping school to hook up with this morning. He's a senior and is so fine, she thought and smiled remembering how hard he fucked her after school yesterday. Randy's cock is so much bigger than Carlton's. She laughed again. Most of the guys she fucks have bigger cocks than Carlton and she wondered how her mother puts up with such a short-dick man. Add the fact he cums in like three minutes and you've got a really lame screw. Almost not even worth the effort. Almost. She DOES get something from him, just not pleasure. Carlton noticed the dark-gray two-door Ford passing Caycee as it slowed down to make a U-turn before starting back up the hill. He could easily see two people in the front seat of the car and shook his head. There weren't many houses around them and not much traffic so he figured it was probably a couple of high school jocks looking for his little trampy stepdaughter. He didn't care who fucked her as long as he got some too. Instead, the car went past her few yards, and then made a sharp left across the road to cut off Caycee. A woman leapt from the car, grabbing Caycee and shoving her inside. Carlton screamed, chasing after them but he was too far away. Tears welled in his eyes as they faded from his view. They were taking his little cock-pocket away from him! **** Philip Garrison smiled looking down at the young struggling blond. He first noticed her the day before walking home from school but didn't have a chance to snatch her. She was walking with three high school boys and knew it would be impossible to get her away from them. He figured there would be another opportunity and decided to wait for her. He only kidnaps prostitutes, whores and sluts and normally would have pass up such a young school girl, but there was something about her he liked and the fact they boys kept taking liberties with her swaying little ass told him she was just what he was looking for. His wife, Nancy, kept the girl in a bear hug until they made it several miles down the road and he pulled over. "Drive," he instructed getting out of the car and going to the passenger's side. Swinging the door open, he grabbed Caycee, allowing Nancy to slide over behind the wheel. Pushing the girl into the back, he climbed in after her as the car sped away. She screamed and fought to get out. He held her tightly, covering her mouth with his huge hand and pushed her hard against the seat. He's had fighters before and this little whore is no match for his larger size. He shook her violently but she still fought back. The first slap across her face was to silence her. The second was to keep her from struggling and the third was to show her who was in control. She began sobbing as he ripped her polyester jacket open and grabbed her budding breasts, twisting them through her shirt. She let out another cry and he slapped her once again. "Shut the fuck up, you little cunt!" he shouted just inches from her face, spraying her cheeks with flakes of spittle. Pinching her nipples once again, he squeezed and twisted them until she cried out in pain. "Do what I tell you and you won't be hurt no more!" he growled slamming his knee into her crotch. She groaned from the pain, staring up, wide-eyed at the menacing man pulling her jacket from her. Grabbing her blouse with both hands, he jerked it opened, sending buttons flying throughout the car and exposing her small, naked breasts. She began to sob as he looked down at her full of lust. Her puffy little titties were just beginning to develop and were not much more than nipples with very little breast meat. He licked his lips. Perfect. Screwing her eyes closed, she silently prayed as he began struggling with the button on her jeans and tried to pull down the zipper. He had to pull her flat against the seat to get her pants unzipped but quickly had them down below her knees, exposing her sexy little pink thong. The strings were so small and fragile that they snapped off with the slightest pull, leaving her pussy exposed to the demented rapist. Once again he licked his lips. He really struck pay dirt this time. "How old are you, whore?" he barked out startling her. Slowly her eyes opened and she became frightened all over again. "I asked you a question!" he said swinging the palm of his hand to make contact with her reddened cheek. "E...el...eleven," she muttered out between sobs. He looked down at her swollen, hairless pussy, and pinched the pronounced clitoris. She squealed, stiffening her body and sending out a glob of juice. Phillip noticed the clear gel and scooped some between his fingers, rubbing them together. It was slick, sticky and had a musky odor. Immediately he knew what it was. Caycee noticed him examining something from her pussy and also knew what it was. Carlton's cum from his morning fuck. She swallowed hard. So much for her plan to convince him she was an innocent little virgin hoping to stop him from raping her. He returned his hand to her pussy and pushed a finger deep into her hole, followed by a second and then a third. "Just what I thought, you're a little whore, aren't you?" She said nothing, shutting her eyes once again. "That's okay, I love just little whores!" The car slowed as they began to merge onto the highway. It was time to mark his prey. She heard his zipper and slowly opened her eyes to see him pulling down his pants. She swallowed hard as he moved between her legs and lined his hard cock to her slippery hole. With little effort he slid deep inside her soft cavern, reaching the end of his cock before the end of her tunnel. She was still a tight, but not like he expected. She must have been fucking a long time and often. "Is she a virgin?" Nancy asked positioning the rear-view mirror downward so that she could watch. "No, just like I said yesterday, she's a little slut," he replied stroking up and down on top of her, slowly building his pace. "That's why I picked her. I don't need no pansy little crybaby." In the reflection he could see she was smirking and he smiled. She's a good whore too, but she too old and it's time to replace her as his main cum dumpster. As the car sped along the highway, he pounded repeatedly into Caycee's greasy used hole. He came once but didn't stop or slow down and continued thrusting hard into her. It wasn't until the second load was pumped deep into her that he slowed to a stop, sweating and gasping for air. Looking around the inside of the car Caycee felt strange. How many times has she been in this situation? Getting fucked in the back seat of a car by some guy she just met? She sighed as he withdrew from her and sat hard next to the opposite side. "Get over here and clean my cock, whore!" he yelled grabbing her wrist and pulling her forward. She groaned but flipped around and leaned her face over his lap, taking his slime-coated prick inside of her mouth. Tasting cum isn't anything new for her and with little effort, she had his flaccid dick clean from the tip to the balls. She lifted her head but it was quickly pushed back down again. "Not `til I tell you to stop!" For the longest time she sucked and nursed on it, cringing as she felt it slowly returning to life. She knew what would happen if he got hard again and swallowed hard. His hand remained on the back of her head, slowly bouncing her mouth up and down his cock. She briefly thought of her Uncle Charley. He used to do the same thing years ago, when she was first learning to suck. It grew hard, gagging her as he forced more and more inside mouth. She knew what to do and with ease controlled her gagging reflexes, allowing the head to slide into the opening of her throat. Guys are amazed when she deep-throats them and it's one of her most requested acts to perform. Feeling the tightness of her throat, he pushed harder, sending the last inch of his seven-inch cock past her lips. She expected that. Most guys do the exact same thing and she simply positioned her neck lower to allow it to go down further. "GOD DAMNIT!" he muttered too loudly, startling her. "This little bitch can deep-throat!" he exclaimed out of breath toward Nancy. "Good," Nancy said pushing her over-sized glassed back up her nose. "That should come in handy later." Phillip nodded in agreement and looked down at the young blond pumping her mouth up and down on his cock. He no longer had to force her to do it as it had become second nature. As much as he wanted to fuck her little pussy again, he was enjoying her oral skills too much to stop her and simply leaned his head back while the head of his cock repeatedly entered and exited her throat. He couldn't move and laid taut in the seat, his legs crumpled on the floorboard as the first wad of cum shot hard from his cock, filling her windpipe. Quickly she gulped it down expecting another one at any second. She wasn't disappointed as his cock swelled once again before releasing another glob which stuck in her throat. She swallowed hard two times trying to get the thick mucus washed down but the third and then the forth twitch sent even more cum filling her throat. Phillip held the back of her head firmly as the jerking of his cock slowly diminished, leaving only traces of cum drooling from the tip. He finally exhaled, having held his breath for at least a minute while she drained him. Pull her head up by her hair; he looked into her blue eyes. "Where in the hell did you learn to suck like that?" he asked. He had to know. Over the years he's fucked countless prostitutes and raped many sluts and whores, but none had been able to do to him what this 11-year-old girl just did. She wouldn't answer so he dropped her face back to his lap. "Keep sucking," he said pushing the angry-red cock back inside of her mouth. She resumed her administering to his dick without delay. This isn't the first time she sucked one cock after doing one so it's no big deal. She just didn't like being `forced' to do it. "Nanc, can you pull over at the next station? I gotta make a call," he said stroking Caycee's hair as she made little sucking noise. She sucked for about 10 more minutes before she felt the car slowing down and pulling over. Raising her head, she noticed they were turning into a Shell gas station and parked next to the air/water station by the phones. Phillip got out. "Watch `er," he ordered slamming the door. Caycee lay trembling in the backseat as the older, scarier woman scowled at her. Reaching for her torn jacket, Nancy reached between the seats and slapped her hand. "Stay the fuckin' way you are `til someone tells you different!" she growled. The door swinging opened startled her and she turned to see her rapist getting into the back seat with her again. "Don't go home," he said shutting the door. "Go to Bill's house," he added looking down at the frightened girl. "I told him all about my new whore and he's dying to fuck her. He can't wait to see how good you deep throat too! He said smiling at her. Nancy put the car in reverse and backed away, aiming the car toward home. It was still three hours away and they'd have plenty of time to both play with her. She looked over her shoulder at the girl moving her mouth back over her husband's lifeless cock. It won't be long before the little tart will have him hard once again. "Honey," she asked watching his face in the mirror. "Can I have a little time with her before we get to Bill's? You guys are always so rough on them that there ain't much left over for me. I don't want much, just have her suck my pussy for a while." "I want her to keep sucking me for a while. Once we get to Sacramento, I'll drive and you can do whatever you want to her. She's got a great mouth and I think you'll really enjoy her." Nancy smiled at her husband's generosity. They always share in the spoils and today won't be any different. Reading the approaching sign she smiled. It indicated that Sacramento was only 47 more miles ahead. Pressing a little harder on the gas, she accelerated quickly. With any luck, they'll be there in about 40 minutes and the little whore will be all hers until they reach Oakland. ~ the end of part 1 Let me know your thoughts... wetfly6969@aol.com