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Stacey's Adventures - Part 3 (Stacey's First BDSM Session)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (g solo, Mg, BDSM, ws)



The following material is for adults only.  It depicts acts of
pedophilia to include bondage, torture, and watersports.  If you are
forbidden to read or obtain this type of material because of either
content or your age please discontinue now.  It is a work of adult
sexual fantasy.  It's not meant to depict anyone real either alive or
dead.

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line at mrdfw@hotmail.com if you enjoyed the story.



Stacey's Adventures - Part 3 (Stacey's First BDSM Session)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mg, BDSM, ws)

 From the moment she woke up Stacey was filled with excitement and
anxiety.  She trembled a little in anticipation of the fucking and
sucking she would be party to when she returned to Boone's house.
She could hardly contain herself.  It was more exciting than Christmas
morning.  She climbed on her bike as soon as she thought it was a
reasonable hour and drove to Boone's - not forgetting her rucksack
this time.  When she rounded the corner onto Old Creek Road and
Boone's house came into sight her heart rose in her throat and she
felt the familiar flutter of butterflies in her stomach.  She climbed
the steps onto the porch and rang the doorbell with trembling fingers.
Boone answered the door smiling and motioned the girl in.  Stacey
rolled her bicycle into the living room and took off her backpack.

"There's the box," Boone motioned to his porn stash.

Stacey sat down by the box cross legged.  She pulled the two bondage
paperbacks out first and then began sorting through the rest of the
books and magazines.

"You like those S and M books?" Boone asked the girl.

"Huh?" Stacey asked.

"Do you like them books where the girl gets tied up?" Boone asked
again.

Stacey picked up the book looked at the cover and blushed.  "Yeah.  I
guess," she said embarrassed.

"I saw you playing with your nipples pretty hard yesterday," Boone
stated.  Stacey just looked down at the paperback fidgeting and
blushing brightly.  "Do you do stuff like that when you play with
yourself?" Boone asked.  Stacey was really embarrassed now.  She only
nodded her head yes.  "Like what?" Boone asked.  The girl sat
looking down and didn't answer.  "Look at me," Boone said.  The
little girl looked up at Boone but had trouble meeting his eyes.
"What kind of stuff do you do, Stacey?" Boone asked again.

"I... I put... clothes... clothes pins on my..." she stammered.
She felt so humiliated confessing her perversion to the man.

"On your what, Stacey?" Boone asked.

"You know.  On my... nipples and stuff," Stacey mumbled.

"On your little pussy too," Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey said looking away from Boone.

"What else?" Boone prodded.

"Sometimes..." Stacey started then hesitated.  She didn't know if
she could make herself confess her perverse interest in piss.

"What?" Boone said.

"Sometimes... I..." she started but lost her nerve again.  The
whole conversation was making her very flustered.

"You might as well tell me, honey.  You'll never get a chance like
this again to maybe do things you fantasize about if you don't tell
me," Boone coaxed.  He was actually enjoying the 12 year old's
discomfort.  The girl just looked at the book in her hands and
fidgeted.  He let her stew for a few minutes then decide to try a
bluff.  "OK.  Well I guess you can get the books and go on home
then," he said.  She just sat there struggling to get the confession
out.  She wanted desperately to stay and have sex again.  "Well?"
Boone said.

"I like to drink pee," Stacey whispered barely audible.

"What?" Boone asked.

"I like to drink my pee pee," she said only a little louder looking
up into Boone's face.

It was all Boone could do to cover up his surprise.  "Damn.  You are
a little nasty slut aren't you?" he said.  Stacey was a little
relieved that there was no look of disgust on his face and being called
a slut stirred her sexually.  "So I guess you want to do some of the
stuff they have in those books, huh?" Boone asked.  Stacey couldn't
bring herself to answer but Boone knew her answer.  "Do you want to
be tied up?" Boone asked.  Stacey was so excited by the conversation
she could hardly breathe.  "Well.  Do you?" Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey finally answered.

"And the torture stuff turns you on too?" Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey said again blushing.

"I guess I could tie you up and hurt you some if you asked me,"
Boone said prompting the girl to humiliate herself further.

Stacey looked up at Boone shyly and asked, "Could you... umm... could
you... tie me up and... and hurt me?"  And then after a pause she
peeped, "Please."

"Do you want to get pissed on too?" Boone asked the 12 year old.

"Yes please," she answered.

"Say it," Boone prompted.

"Please... tie me up and... and pee on me," Stacey said blushing.

"Get your clothes off.  I'll be right back," Boone ordered as he
turned and left the room.  Stacey shed her clothes.  Boone went to the
garage and pantry and returned with several lengths or rope and a cloth
bag full of clothes pins.  When he got back the preteen was stripped
and fidgeting in the middle of his living room.  He sat down on the
couch and motioned for her.  "Come here," he said gesturing between
his legs.  She moved before him.  "Hold out your hands," he
ordered.  She held her hands out before her.  He grabbed a wrist and
wrapped the rope around it then tied it tightly to the other wrist.  He
then looked up at the girl.  The thrill of being tied up sent little
spasms of lust through the little girl.  She tested the binding to see
if she could get loose.  The realization that she couldn't escape
caused the twelve year old's quim to spasm.  Her legs were trembling
and her heart was racing at the prospect of what was coming.  "So you
want to be a little sex slave, huh?" he asked.  She gulped noticeable
and nodded her head yes.  He grabbed another length of rope and moved
behind the girl.  "Put your hands up and to the back of your neck
here," he ordered.  Boone took the rope and tied it through her wrist
bindings and then around her neck.  "I'll have to get you a collar
but this will due for now," he told the girl as he returned to his
seat on the couch.  He reached into the bag and pulled out a hand full
of clothes pins.  "Come closer," he said to the girl.  She knew
what was coming and moved between his legs hesitantly.  He reached up
and started to work the bound preteen's nipples, at first gently then
with more force.  Stacey began to pant a little as the pain increased.
Eventually Boone was alternating between pulling on the little nubs,
pinching them severely including digging his nails into the tender
flesh, and twisting them harshly.  The girl was panting, whimpering,
and making mewling sounds.  Enduring the pain was causing a thin sheen
of sweat to cover her prepubescent body.  Her eyes were tightly
clinched and she was biting her lower lip as she worked to endure the
pain.  "Do you like that?" Boone asked.

"Mm hmm," she whispered.

Boone picked up a clothes pin and moved the mouth of it to Stacey's
nipple.  She unclenched her eyes and watched in fascination as Boone
snapped the clothes pin on her nipple.  She inhaled sharply at the
pain.  Boone grabbed a second pin and snapped it on her other nipple
causing her to flinch and inhale sharply again.  Boone and the girl
both looked at the clips on her nipples.  Boone reached up and began to
flip and pull at the clothes pins adding to the sharp pain causing the
little girl to whimper.  "I'm going to have fun torturing you, you
little fucking slut," Boone said as he pinched the mouth of the clips
so they bit into the girl's nipples even harder.

"Aughh," she exclaimed and tried to pull away but it only caused
her nipples to stretch painfully.

Boone began applying clothes pins in to parallel lines down her torso
from her nipples to her hips.  Stacey gasped with each new assault on
her body.  She watched transfixed as the man pinched her skin then
snapped clothes pin after clothes pin onto her torso.  The pain was
almost overwhelming but also was stimulating her sexually beyond
anything she had ever felt before.  When he finished he sat back and
admired his work while he rubbed his cock through his boxer shorts.

Boone pushed her back a little and rose then ordered, "Get on your
knees, slut."  Stacey lowered herself to her knees awkwardly.  Boone
dropped his underwear and stepped to the girl grabbing a hand full of
her hair in one hand and his cock in the other.  He began smearing his
hard cock all over the twelve year old's face.  Sticky precum smeared
the little girl's upturned face.  Stacey reveled in the pain the
clothes pins provided and the humiliation of having his cock smeared on
her face.  She tried desperately to lick his cock when Boone passed it
near her mouth.  When Boone pressed his cock to her mouth she opened
her mouth hungrily.  Boone wasn't satisfied with having his cock head
sucked on this time.  He was going to force his cock down the
preteen's throat.  He grabbed the girl's hair with both hands and
began to force his cock down the bound little girl's throat.  At
first she enjoyed the roughness but she began to struggle as she found
she couldn't breathe.  She gagged fiercely on the fat cock then
attempted to pull away.  Boone held her firmly though and her feeble
struggles couldn't match the grown man's strength.  Finally
something seemed to give and the fat head of Boone's cock popped into
the young girl's throat.  He pushed into her mouth until his pubic
hair was mashed into her nose.  "Fuck yeah.  Throat that cock you
little whore," Boone said.  He held his cock in her throat briefly
then pulled out so only his cock head was in her mouth.  The girl
breathed desperately.  Tears streamed down her face from the gagging as
the fat pecker was buried in her throat.  A strange feeling filled her
body.  Maybe it was the gagging or loss of air.  She felt weak and
trembled and she breathed around the cock head in her mouth.  It was
exhilarating.  She realized she wanted to feel the cock in her throat
again and pushed her mouth down on the cock.  She gagged on the fat
cock again and fresh tears streamed down the preteen's face.  Boone
held his cock in Stacey's throat until she began to struggle then
pulled out allowing her to catch her breathe again.  He repeated the
cycle of forcing his cock into the 12-year old's throat until she
began to struggle then withdrawing enough to let her catch her breath
then forcing himself into her throat again.  The young girl's oral
stimulation was bringing Boone closer and closer to cumming.  When he
couldn't hold back any longer he pulled out and jacked his cock so
that his cum shot onto the preteen's upturned face and chest.  Stacey
opened her mouth trying to catch the load in her mouth but her face and
chest was splattered with an unusually large load of cum.  She licked
the cum she could reach from her lips then looked down at her chest
with its dollops of cum and clamped nipples.  She wasn't familiar
with the word surreal but that was how she would have described the
sensations she was experiencing.  She was actually doing the nasty
things she had read about.  She wasn't looking at pictures of some
porn model - she was looking down at her own cum splattered and
tortured body.  Boone for his part staggered back after the powerful
cum and fell onto the couch.  "God damn," he said.  "Shit."

Stacey contemplated her own body.  Her nipples and flesh burnt where
the clothes pins pinched her.  She shook her body and moaned as the
movement of the pins on her body increased the painful stimulation.
She continued this self torture for several minutes before noticing
Boone reclined on the couch, eyes closed, legs spread open and cock
flaccid.  She shuffled up between his legs and lowered her head to take
the flaccid cock in her mouth.  She sucked the remaining cum from
Boone's cock.  Her oral attention, while welcome, caused Boone to
flinch violently as she worked his over sensitive cock head.
"Fuck," he said as he pushed the girl away.  "My cock's too
sensitive right now.  Give me a second," he said looking at the
girl's cum splattered face.  Then a thought came to him.  He raised
his knees up to his chest.  "Clean my asshole," he ordered the
girl.  In her reading she hadn't come across any analingus and the
thought grossed her out at first.  Then the depravity of the act sent a
spasm of lust through her body.  She lowered her face to the crack of
Boone's ass.  The smell was a little overwhelming and she withdrew.
Boone reiterated his command, "Eat my ass, slut."  Stacey leaned
forward again this time tentatively touching her tongue to the bud of
Boone's asshole.  She gagged at the smell of Boone's ass and pulled
away, took a second to recover then put her tongue to Boone's ass
again.  She gagged violently again but kept her face to Boone's ass
crack.  Eventually she was able to overcome the smell of Boone's ass
crack and she began to tongue Boone's puckered asshole in earnest.
"Fuck yeah," Boone exclaimed.  "Eat my asshole, bitch," Boone
taunted.  "Get that tongue up my ass, slut."

"Mmmm," Stacey moaned.  Some of the cum off of her face was now
smeared on Boone's ass.  She licked the cum hungrily and returned to
stabbing her tongue in and out of Boone's ass.  Boone for his part
was amazed at the preteen's lustiness.  His cock was hardening again.
 At his age he didn't recover as quickly as he used to but having the
bound 12-year old sucking at his asshole was doing the job.  With his
cock returned to hardness Boone pushed the girl away.  He pulled the
girl up by her arm and led her to the coffee table.  He laid the girl
on her back on the coffee table.  He knelled between her legs then
pushed her legs up so that her knees were at her chest.

"Aghhh," Stacey screamed as the clothes pins on her torso bit into
her harshly as a result of her legs being pressed against her body.
Boone ignored her and put the head of his cock to the girl's pussy
and pushed it in to the hilt.  The girl moaned but enjoyed the
penetration.  She hadn't had a cum yet and her prepubescent puss was
overheated.  "Mmmm," she moaned.  The single thrust was almost
enough to make her cum.  Boone thrust into her a few more times and
then withdrew.  "Ungh.  Please...," Stacey grunted in frustration.
She was surprised to feel the head of Boone's cock contact her again,
this time at the opening of her ass channel.

"Are you ready to get your ass fucked, whore?" Boone asked.

"Oh God," was the only reply Stacey made.

Boone slowly started to apply pressure to the 12-year old's crinkled
ass hole.  "Unggh," Stacey moaned.  The discomfort increased.  When
Boone's cock head popped past the preteen's sphincter the girl
howled in pain.  "Aghhh," she screamed.  "No, please.  Take it
out," she pleaded as she tried to squirm up the table and away from
the man.  He didn't force himself deeper into her fuck channel but he
held her hips preventing her from escaping the painful penetration.
Slowly the pain eased and Stacey stopped fighting.  Boone took this as
a sign and forcefully jammed his cock to the hilt in the girl's ass
channel.  "Aghhh," she screamed again more loudly.  It was the most
painful thing she had ever experienced.  "Aghhh.  Nooooo.  Oh God.
Please take it out, Boone," the girl pleaded.  Boone was enjoying the
girl's struggles.  Without allowing her time to get accustomed to the
violent rape of her ass, he began to stroke his cock in and out of her
ass hole.  Gradually the young girl's protests weakened and her
struggles subsided.  Boone began working the girl's enflamed clitoris
with his thumb.

After the initial painful penetration the pain gradually subsided, was
replaced by a feeling of unpleasant fullness, and then gradually by a
nasty and erotic sensation.  By the time Boone started to work her clit
Stacey couldn't help herself and was slowly rolling her hips and
thrusting back.  Despite the pain she had just endured a powerful
orgasm swept over the 12-year old.  "Unghh, ungghhh,  unghhh," she
began to pant rhythmically as the cum swept over her.  Her body
trembled and spasmed as the cum shook her.  Her already tight asshole
milked Boone's cock driving him to spill his seed in the girl's
asshole.  Boone pulled his cock from the girl's clutching asshole and
fell back onto his heels.  The girl's legs fell forward and she lay
on the coffee table exhausted.  Boone rose up and stepped to the
girl's head and put his semi-hard cock to the girl's mouth.

"Suck me clean, slut," Boone commanded.  The girl took the cock
into her mouth.  The taste of her own ass filled her senses as she
worked to clean the smelly cock of essence of her own ass fighting the
gag reflex from the strong taste and smell.  Boone twitched violently
as Stacey worked his over-sensitive cock.  When he was satisfied with
her efforts he pulled his cock from the girl's mouth.  There was one
more thing he wanted to do to the girl before he finished today's
session.

"C'mon," he said gripping the girl's arm and helping her up.
He pulled Stacey along to the garage.  She followed on trembling legs.
"Kneel down," Boone ordered and Stacey obeyed.  He aimed his cock
at the girl's face.  Stacey sensed what was coming and waited in
eager anticipation.  With a grunt Boone released a thick stream of piss
onto the 12-year old's face.  "Yeah," Boone exclaimed.  Stacey
opened her mouth and took the stream into her mouth, swallowing
thirstily.  Boone moved his aim so that the stream splashed the little
girl's face and chest.  She tried to capture the stream in her mouth
so that she could drink the golden fluid.

"Mmmm," she moaned savoring the acrid taste of Boone's urine.
The stream of urine began to taper and eventually dribbled to nothing.
He put his cock in her mouth and a couple of more drops leaked into her
mouth.  He pulled his cock out of her mouth thoroughly satisfied.
"God.  That was so nasty," Stacey exclaimed piss dripping from her
face and body.

"Yeah.  It was," Boone agreed.  "C'mon and let me untie you,"
he said.  "I've got to get going."  Boone untied her bindings and
the two of them removed the clothes pins from her body.  She gasped
every time a clothes pin was removed.  As the circulation returned to
the flesh that was pinched off by the clothes pins the pain was more
intense than having the clothes pin biting into her flesh.  Angry
little bruises covered her body where the clothes pins had been
affixed.  Boone caressed the girl's body.  "C'mon and get
dressed," Boone instructed as he helped the girl up.  Stacey still
dripping piss went into the living room and started dressing.  Boone
went to his bedroom and dressed then joined Stacey in the living room.


"Well.  What did you think?" Boone asked.

"Umm.  It was... umm... good," Stacey answered.  The memory of the
unendurable pain of the anal rape was forgotten and replaced by the
memory of the shattering orgasm and the perverse golden shower she
experienced.

"OK.  I've got to get going.  Get those books if you want them,"
Boone said.

Stacey packed the books into her book bag and she got ready to leave.
The two stepped onto the porch, Stacey pushing her bike.  "Ummm.
Thank you for doing those things to me," Stacey said shyly.

"I'll see you next time," Boone said.  "I'll have to think
hard about how to top that," he said as they parted ways.

End of Part Three

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