From: an138013@anon.penet.fi (Blackwind)
Reply-To: an138013@anon.penet.fi
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: BLACKWIND: Faith(1/2)(mf,pedo,bd,rape,S&M)
Date: Fri, 4 Aug 1995 03:55:20 UTC
Organization: Anonymous forwarding service
Message-ID: <040327Z04081995@anon.penet.fi>
Contains: mf,pedo,bd,rape,s&m
They said lightning only strikes once.
They were wrong.
Where there's THUNDER...there's LIGHTNING!
BBS Filename: Faith.zip
Lewdness Level: Extreme
Classifiction: Rape/Youngstuff/Violent
FAITH
She was absolutely beautiful. Not very old, however.
Maybe twelve, but beautiful nonetheless. She was thin, but not
skinny, flat chested, with slender hands and fingers and
long, shapely legs. Her neck was long; her nose slender, her
eyes a warm brown, and her smile was white and straight.
Her hair was a lustrous medium brown, spilling in light
waves nearly to her slim waist.
Every time he saw her, she was in her school uniform. A
white short sleeve blouse under a navy blue vest, with a navy
blue skirt that swept to just above her knees. She always wore
high heel pumps, either blue suede or white, and judging by the
sheen on her legs, pantyhose were the norm for her.
He waited until the bus was out of sight and she had
begun her trek up the road to move in. There was poignancy in
this moment that he came to realize. It was the last time she
would ever get off that bus, the last time she'd ever make that
trek up this road.
His hands were shaking. He kept patting the gun on the
seat, glancing back at the ropes and gag for later, at the
handcuffs for now. In a few minutes she would be all his.
The weather had gotten warmer and she'd taken the sweater
off, carrying it atop a pile of books in the crook of one arm.
Her purse dangled on the same shoulder. She'd changed
her hair, too, pushing it back behind her ears and holding it
there with two white barrettes, revealing the small diamond studs
in her earlobes.
She glanced at him as he pulled past her swerved, cutting
her off. He saw her hands go to her mouth in shock. Then he
raised the gun and aimed it at her. "Get in!"
She hurried over and pulled the door open. "Throw your
stuff in the back seat", he demanded. She threw the books,
sweater and her purse into the back seat and shut the door,
cowering in the seat next to him, pale but not crying. Her
crisply pressed, straight skirt rode up to reveal a gorgeous
length of thigh, and he resisted the urge to grab it.
The power he felt at that moment was like nothing he'd
ever felt before. Here he had this gorgeous, terrified young
girl at his complete mercy, her eyes fixed on him, so innocent
and pleading, and she was all his to do with as he pleased.
"Please don't hurt me", she begged, her voice breaking.
Jack shuddered with delight. For now, he wanted to hear
her plead, beg. He picked up the cuffs and told her to put her
hands out in front of her. She stuck them out, shutting her
eyes as tears began to spill down her cheeks. He clamped the
cuff down on one of her wrists and told her to cuff the other one
behind her back. It took her the better part of a minute, she
was shaking so badly, but soon the cuff was in place.
Jack started backing out. "Where are you taking me?",
she whimpered.
"Someplace special. Quiet. Just me and you. You're all
mine now." His heart was pounding with excitement now. She was
all his. "What's your name?"
"Faith Myer", the girl sobbed.
"What's your middle name, Faith Myer?"
"Chastity."
Jack thought his balls would explode. "Nice name. You a
virgin, Faith Chastity?"
"Yes. I'm a good girl...please don't hurt me..."
Jack whipped out his cock. He could have sworn it grew.
Faith let out a little gasp and turned her head away.
"Look at it, Faith! You ever seen one before?"
Faith nodded.
"Where?"
"In...a movie...in school", she hiccupped.
"Know what it's called?"
"A p-p-penis", Faith sobbed.
"It's called a cock, Faith! A cock! Know where I'm
going to put it, Faith? Tell me!"
"I-In m-my v-vagi--"
"In your cunt, slut! I'm gonna stick it in your virgin
cunt! Say it!"
"Y-your g-going t-t-to stick it i-in my v-v-v-virgin
c-c-cunt", she sobbed.
"Where else am I going to put it, Faith?", Jack demanded.
"I d-don't know", the girl whimpered.
"WHERE ELSE, FAITH?"
"I don't know!", the girl screamed.
"I'm gonna put it in your mouth, Faith! I'm gonna make
you suck it! I'm gonna put in your ass and assfuck you until
you bleed!"
The girl screamed and collapsed back against the seat,
sobbing. "Please....no...", she begged.
Jack was loving every second of this. Such power!
"You bet I'm gonna, Faith. You're so fucking
good-looking and sexy I'm gonna do it again and again! I'm
gonna touch you and kiss you and feel anything on you I want, and
YOU CAN'T DO SHIT ABOUT IT! What do you think about that,
Faith?"
Faith didn't answer. She was curled up against the door,
sobbing her eyes out. She shouldn't waste it, Jack thought.
I'll give her LOTS to cry about later!
He grabbed her bare thigh, making her scream. "You've
got great legs, Faith. How old are you, SLUT?"
"E-Eleven", Faith sobbed.
Jack held the gun in front of her face. "How scared are
you?"
"Scared!", Faith screamed. "Don't kill me!"
"You want to live? Huh?"
"Yes!"
"Then stay scared! If I even think you really like this,
I'll blow your fucking head off!" He grabbed her head and pulled
her mouth against his, shoving the gun up under her skirt so it
pressed against her cunt. She shivered at its touch but didn't
try to pull away.
Jack pushed her off. "Now sit still! You belong to me,
Faith. You got that? YOU BELONG TO ME! Nobody can help you!
Nobody!"
Faith cowered down in the seat, sobbing hysterically.
Jack wanted to make her suck him off right then and there, maybe
even pop her cherry. But he'd been in one place too long.
Somebody might stop to see if he was having trouble.
He started to drive. It was half an hour to his
"hideout" where he planned to take her. Faith continued to sob
loudly, her head resting against the door, just under the window.
Her skirt was still halfway up her thigh, teasing him.
He put his hand on top of her thigh and ran it up to her
panties. The girl squealed and closed her legs.
"Open you fucking legs, CUNT!", he screamed at her.
Faith quickly opened her legs, squirming a lot and sobbing harder
as he fondled her virgin middle.
Jack wanted to slap the girl. He wanted to hurt her, but
he didn't know why. At the same time, he didn't want to damage
her. He wanted her to be fresh and sexy for as long as he
could keep her that way.
"P-please st-st-stop", Faith begged. "I have to pee!"
Jack drew his hand away. He didn't want her to pee her
panties. He wasn't into golden showers. "You hold it! You piss
and I'll kill you right here!"
He left her be the rest of the way. He didn't want to
scare her and make her piss all over. That would ruin things.
He soon reached the secluded cabin that was to be his
home for as long as he wanted to keep Faith. He got out and
hurried around to the other side, pulling the girl out.
Clamping a hand tightly over her mouth, he forced her
inside and locked the door behind him.
"You still have to pee?", he snarled.
Faith nodded emphatically. Jack pulled out the key to
the cuffs and took them off. "Alright. Take off your skirt and
your pantyhose and I'll take you to the bathroom.
Whether out of fear or need, Faith quickly did what he
told her. When she stood only in her blouse and panties, he
told her to put her shoes back on, picked up the skirt and led
her by the arm to the bathroom.
"You pee. Don't wipe it off with toilet paper. Use the
washcloth on the sink. Clean yourself up good. Then put your
skirt back on and get your ass out here!", he snapped.
Taking her skirt, Faith ran inside. He wanted to watch,
but not this time. He wanted her pussy to be a pleasant
surprise. As it was, her white cotton panties showed him it was
flat and probably VERY tight.
A few minutes later Faith returned, smoothing her skirt.
Her sobs had quieted a little, but she was still crying.
Jack grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against
the wall.
"Go back in there and blow your nose and wash your
face!", he demanded. "Now!"
Jack let go of her and she scrambled back into the
bathroom. When he returned she was crying harder, but looked a
little better. Grabbing her by the arm, he dragged her toward
the
bedroom, where he planned to keep her.
Faith's eyes widened when she saw the bed--it was obvious
she knew what he was going to do. Just for fun, he pushed her
backward onto the bed. "Lie still!", he snapped. "You
fucking move and I'll choke you to death!"
Faith lay very still, her arms out at her sides and legs
spread slightly. She had her eyes shut tightly and looked about
ready to scream.
"Say, please don't fuck me", he told her.
"P-Please d-don't...d-don't...f-fuck me", she sobbed.
"I won't."
Her eyes opened. He grinned. "I'll just rape the shit
out of you!" He threw himself on her, pinning her wrists and
sealing his mouth over hers. She had soft, firm lips and her
mouth tasted sweet. He thrust his tongue in as far as he could,
grinding his crotch against hers. He could feel
her little heart pounding against his chest and loved every
second of it.
Climbing off the girl, he hauled her up by one arm and
propelled her over to a nearby chair. He spun her around,
pinned her arms, and smacked her on the ass. Faith let out a cry
and shivered against him.
"That's just a warning", he told her. "I want you to sit
in this chair and don't even think about moving until I come
back. You move and I'll hurt you a lot worse!" He shoved
her into the chair and stepped out without looking back, secure
in the knowledge she was too scared to try anything.
But just in case, he'd deliberately left a phone
nearby--one that wasn't connected. If he caught her trying to
use it, he'd use that as an excuse to hurt her more.
Out in the car, he got the ropes and gag and all of her
stuff. He carried it back inside, only to find her still
sitting in the chair, showing no sign of having moved.
She was sobbing quietly, her head hanging, hair over her
face. "Please let me go, I won't tell", she begged.
"Shut up, cunt!", Jack snapped. "That's your name from
now on. Cunt! I want you to say it!"
Faith didn't raise her head. "Cunt."
Jack slapped her on the side of the head. "Look at me,
Cunt. Tell me how much you like this. Tell me you deserve
this."
Faith shook her head. "No..."
Jack slapped her again, harder. "Tell me!"
"I like this. I deserve this", Faith sobbed.
He stepped behind the girl and pulled her wrists together
behind the chair. "Please don't tie me up. I won't try to get
away!", she pleaded.
Jack ignored her and tied her wrists. He made sure the
ropes weren't too tight, then bound her ankles. "You have great
legs, Cunt. I'm going to have a lot of fun with them." He
moved around behind her again and yankd a kerchief between her
jaws, knotting it behind her head.
Pulling the girl out of the chair once more, he gave her
ten hard slaps on the ass, making her scream each time, then
shoved her back. Her pretty face was red an she was panting
hard through the gag. Reaching down the front of her blouse,
he slipped his hand inside her training bra and pinched one of
her nipples.
She screamed in agony, her whole body going stiff. He
guessed they must be developing and therefore quite sore and
sensitive. Good. He would make her pain something to
remember.
He removed his hand and went over to the bed. It didn't
take long to rilfe her purse--she didn't have much. Five dollars
and a picture of her family, along with a library card. No
makeup or anything else.
He looked at the picture. It appeared Faith had a
younger sister, just as pretty, but much youger. He held it up
to her face. "This your sister?", he asked. Faith nodded.
"How old is she?"
"Fihhfe", Faith sobbed, muffled by the gag.
"What's her name?"
"Behfcky."
"Becky? That's a pretty name. I'm going to get her too,
Faith, and bring her here. Unless you do everything I want, you
got that?"
Faith nodded emphatically. "Good. Now be scared. Real
fucking scared!"
He jammed his hand into her blouse and pinched her again,
making her scream. Withdrawing his hand again, he headed into
the kitchen. He needed a beer.
End of Faith--Part 1 of 2