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A nightmarish near future?  Sorry it's not more about Grant or Pheromonicon
- my muse is rather undisciplined.  Please let me know if you like the
story, or even if you hate it, after making allowances for the subject
matter

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There she was, strolling along the sidewalk on schedule, Long blonde
hair, school uniform of scarlet jacket and grey skirt, her white
cotton ankle socks flickering like a beacon in the sunlight. I pulled
up my van alongside her and wound down the window.

"Hi, you're Jennie aren't you? Your mother's been held up at work."
That much at least was true, due to a snap inspection arranged by my
colleagues. "She asked me to pick you up from school. Sorry I'm a bit
late," I continued. "Hop in and I'll give you a lift."

The girl wrinkled her cute little nose. "I don't know you. Mummy
told me never to accept lifts from strangers."

Good for mummy. I held my fake photo-id through the window for her
to see. It showed me as Mr Bennett, working for the same company as
her mother. "I'm Mr Bennett. I work with your mother."

"I guess that's ok then."

The photo-id ploy always worked. I opened the passenger door and the
little girl got in. It was quite a climb for the little girl up into
the cabin, and her skirt rode up and gave me a flash of her white
panties before she sat down. I pretended not to notice. Before I
drove away, I surreptitiously made the ok circle with my finger and
thumb outside the driver's window so that the guys watching CCTV from
the cameras on the urban streetlamps would know everything was going
to plan. 

"I just need to make a short detour. I've got to feed some ponies
and the stuff's in the back. Do you like ponies?"

"Oooh yes," said Jennie, beaming. All little girls like ponies, and
now she wouldn't be alarmed that we weren't going towards her home.

Ten minutes driving saw us in open country, another ten minutes and
I was driving down a dirt track in the middle of nowhere. At the end
of the track was a field which did indeed contain ponies. I opened my
driver's door and started to dismount. Almost as an afterthought, I
turned to the little girl. 

"The pony food's in a box in the back. Would you like to give me a
hand unloading it? You can help to feed the ponies."

"Yes please!"

Jennie jumped out of the passenger door and met me round the back of
the van. I opened the rear doors.

"You go first," I said, and gave the little girl a boost up into the
back of the van. Then I climbed in myself and locked the door.

"What are you doing? Aren't we going to feed the ponies?"

"I'm afraid not. Take your clothes off please."

The seemingly angelic little schoolgirl suddenly turned into a
screaming, biting, scratching, kicking frenzy - who would have
thought she'd be so feisty. I managed to subdue her with an armlock
so she couldn't inflict any further damage on me, but I still had the
problem of how to control her until I could restrain her properly.
The protocol method was to hit her a few times until the fight had
been beaten out of her, but that always made me feel really shitty.
Suddenly the girl giggled. My hand had merely brushed her flank. She
must be really ticklish. I tickling her deliberately and she giggled
again. I continued tickling her mercilessly.

"Ha ha no ha ha stop ha ha ha that ha ha hurts ha ha please ha ha ha."

Tears streamed down her face and she wriggled desperately to get out
of my grasp and escape the tickling, but I held her firmly. At last
the little girl fainted, becoming a dead weight in my arms. There was
a smell of ammonia - the little girl had lost control of her bladder.

I lay the girl on the floor of the van and carefully undressed her.
Quite a slender child, with clearly visible ribs. Slightly puffy
nipples that were the first stage of breast development. No pubic
hair. Improving standards of nutrition meant that children were
reaching puberty earlier and earlier. Since I had started, the
average age of the targets had been lowered by six months. Surely
scientists could devise some chemical to put in school water supplies
to postpone puberty and give them a decent length childhood.

Reaching into the overhead luggage racks, I fetched out my supplies.
First some towels to clean up the mess the girl had made. Then the
hand and ankle cuffs so I could secure her slender limbs to the sides
of the van. Now she was naked, prone and spreadeagled, I could begin.

I removed my pants then knelt over the girl's head. I rubbed my cock
to get it hard, then opened the girl's mouth and thrust it in. When I
hit the back of the girl's throat she woke up and retched. Good thing
she hadn't eaten recently. Instinctively she tried to close her
mouth, but she couldn't get enough leverage to apply much force as my
cock was forcing her jaw wide open. She still managed to cause some
pain where her teeth tried to close on it. Damn, I always hoped I
wouldn't have to do this. SLAP! The girl grunted with pain and there
was a red mark on her cheek.

"No teeth now, or I'll do that until you stop. Understand?"

The girl slightly nodded. I couldn't really fuck the girl's throat
because she retched every time I made contact, so I held my cock
steady at the back of her throat and masturbated myself with my
hands. It wasn't long before my groin tightened and my cock throbbed
its life-starting strings of cum down the girl's throat. She tried to
spit it out so, withdrawing my softening cock, I pinched the girl's
nose shut so that she had to swallow to breath.

"You bastard," she spat at me when she was able to talk again.

"Yep, I sleep badly at nights," I replied.

Time for her cunt. I moved round until I was between her slim thighs.

"Noooo, I'm a virgin," she howled.

I rubbed her slit, then parted her labia and slipped a finger inside
her. Damn, she was dry, very tight and her hymen was intact. This was
going to hurt me almost as much as it hurt her. I retrieved a bottle
of lube from a luggage rack and coated her genitals liberally. Then I
coated my cock so liberally that the lube was dripping off. I rubbed
my cock but it stayed soft. I started fantasizing about the virtual
reality girlfriend I had created for myself - latina, with broad hips
and sumptuous breasts. That got me in the mood again and my cock
became hard. 

I positioned the head of my cock at the entrance to the girl's cunt,
then thrust hard.

"Noooooooooooo," the girl screamed.

I was through the hymen in one go, and I could feel the blood
trickling from her. I thrust in as far as I could go. She was
incredibly tight, and I was thankful I had used so much lube. I
started pistoning in and out. It was hard going because she was so
tight, but eventually my groin tightened again and my cock spurted a
second load of cum onto the girl's unprotected cervix.

The girl just lay there, sobbing quietly to herself, blood and cum
seeping from her cunt. Only one more orifice to abuse. I was tempted
to give it a miss, but I knew they'd check. I unfastened one set of
limbs from the side of the van and rolled the girl on her side so I
could secure them to the other side. Then I unfastened the other set
of limbs, rolled the girl onto her stomach, and fastened them to the
far side of the van. The girl was now prone and spreadeagled again
and lying face down. The girl had put up no resistance, all the
fight had
gone out of her. In a way I was glad, because it made my job easier,
but I was also disappointed that her spirit had been broken.

My cock was already slick with lube, blood and semen. I lubed her
anus, massaging the fluid round her sphincter. The girl just lay
there as though she didn't care anymore. I took longer to get hard
this time, I had to fantasize further about my latina beauty and what
we got up to in my home virtual-reality center.

At last I was hard again, and I positioned the head of my cock
against the girl's sphincter. I pushed hard, but even though the girl
wasn't resisting, she was so tight that it wouldn't go in. I lubed my
thumbs and managed, one at a time, to insert them into the girl's
anus. Then I pulled them apart as hard as I could, as though I were
splitting an orange. I thrust the head of my cock through the
resulting gap and I was in.    

The girl seemed to come to life again, and started screaming.
Feeling the intrusion in her anus, she tried to me push out with all
her strength. That was exactly what I needed, and despite the
tightness of her fiery hole, my cock slid inexorably deeper. She felt
pretty full inside so I guessed she hadn't had a shit recently.
Cleaning up was going to be even messier than usual. I pushed in
hard, meeting hot, sticky resistance. I felt the girl's rectum
convulse around my cock as her insides cramped in protest at being
stretched. I wasn't far off cumming myself - I gave one last final
thrust and I then I was in in her to the hilt, my balls resting
against her cool buttocks. Pistoning was out of the question, she was
far too tight. Instead I made a succession of little pushes as though
trying to get further inside, my balls squeezing gently against her
soft fleshy orbs. I came for a third time, pumping my sperm deep into
her guts.

Now came the tricky part. I waited until my cock was fully deflated
until I tried to withdraw. Getting out took almost as long as getting
in, because I didn't want to cause an anal prolapse. My cock emerged
covered in pungent brown streaks. It took two boxes of wet-wipes to
clean us both up.

I released the girl's limbs from the cuffs securing them to the
sides of the van, and bound her ankles together and her wrists
together using duct tape. I stuck a piece of duct tape over the
girl's mouth. She was having trouble breathing so I held my
handkerchief to her nose and told her to blow hard. That cleared the
blockage and she was able to breath more easily. I mopped the tears
from her eyes and noticed for the first time their attractive green
color. She looked me in the eyes and it felt like ice was stabbing me
through the heart. I had to blindfold her, I just couldn't bear to
see that look again.

I drove the van to the local hospital and parked round the back. I
lifted the naked and bound little girl out of the van and left her
lying near a service entrance. I made another ok sign to the CCTV
cameras, then drove away. After about 5 minutes the CCTV operators
would alert the hospital and someone would come out to rescue her.

I lost it. I drove around for ages, not knowing or caring where I
went. When my petrol ran out, I filled up and drove around some more,
through the night and the next day and more. Eventually I pulled into
a truck stop and fell into a troubled sleep.

When I woke up it was dark and I felt like shit. I used the
facilities for a shave and a shower then went into the 24-hour diner,
where I had their jumbo breakfast. On checking the date and time, I
found that two and a half days had elapsed since the job. And I had
been going round in circles, as I was less than half a day's drive
from the flat I was renting for the duration of the assignment.

I got in the van and drove back to the flat, changed my clothes,
then drove to the field office. I burst straight into the office
without knocking. They know the job makes us a little cranky and make
allowances for it.

Joe, my boss, was ready for me.

"Ah, there you are, Len. Excellent work as usual. The package was
delivered successfully with no lasting physical damage."

"God Joe, I hate this fucking job. I don't want to do it any more."

"That's what makes you so good at it - you actually care about those
little girls. If you enjoyed your work we'd have to fire you. You've
never once broken a limb or a nose or ruptured anything. That makes
you unique in the department. The girl will now get as much
counselling and medical care as she needs and the state will finance
her educational all the way through to college, something her mother
could never have afforded on her own. And because of you and your
colleagues, little children all over the country will be safe because
parents will drum into them the importance of not accepting lifts
from strangers."
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