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Subject: {ASSM} Showing Off Kisha (MMMMMM/g7, Pedo, Alcohol, kidnap, rape,  anal, oral, violence, nc, snuff)
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Showing off Kisha

Story codes:  MMMMMM/g7, Pedo, Alcohol, kidnap, rape, anal, oral,
violence, nc, snuff.

Synopsis:  A single father gets off on showing off his seven-year-old
daughter in front of strange men, until a group of hardcore sex
offenders want to do more than just look.

story_intro:   Seven-year-old Kisha lay on her side in a fetal
position on the sweat-soaked mattress, her slender, light brown body
wet and gleaming with sweat, as she continued to cry hoarsely.
Standing around her were the big men who had raped her repeatedly for
the last hour and a half, most of them still naked and out of breath.
She was bleeding badly from both the vagina and asshole.  If she
survived, she would need emergency surgery to close the large tears
opened in her vagina and rectum by the men's huge penises.  She had
the DNA of all six men inside her body, and was a one-way ticket to a
lethal injection for them all if she was found. They were going to
have to get rid of the girl and put her someplace where she would
never be found...

Steve Thomas knew that his seven-year-old daughter, Kisha, was
gorgeous.  She had a very slender body with black hair that hung
halfway down her back and very dark brown (almost black) eyes. Her
skin was real tanned and dark, especially on her arms and legs, a
trait she had inherited from her Indian Mother.  Her face was one of
the cutest he had ever seen on a little girl, and he didn't just think
that because she was his daughter.  She was so cute that she got
attention and compliments wherever he took her, so much so that Steve
had even considered getting her involved in child beauty pageants.
Steve's wife had died the previous year, leaving him to raise Kisha on
how own.  Steve had no prospects of getting remarried, and so all of
his attention focused on his daughter.  He bought her every toy and
material thing a child her age could want.  She was his pride and joy,
and he loved to show her off to people wherever he went.

Life had been normal for Steve and his daughter until one day as he
was waiting in line at the check-out counter of a grocery store Steve
noticed a middle-aged man in the next check-out line staring at Kisha
in a way that caught his attention.  He was used to people looking at
his daughter because of how pretty she was, but there was something
different about the way this man was staring at her.  It was obvious
by the man's expression that he was getting something sexual out of
staring at Kisha.  Surprised, Steve watched the man more closely.  He
could clearly see the large bulge in the front of the man's pants as
he stared down at Kisha's legs, oblivious to everything else. After
awhile the man saw Steve looking at him and quickly turned his head
away, but there could be no doubt about what he had been doing:
lusting after Steve's seven-year-old daughter.  Steve should have been
furious, but curiously he wasn't angry at all.  In fact, just the
opposite was true.  He was aroused by what had happened.

Later that night he kept thinking about the incident at the grocery
store.  He couldn't believe that a grown man had been staring at his
very young daughter that way, but what really surprised him was his
own reaction to it.  He should been outraged, but instead he felt
intensely aroused.  He didn't understand it but he couldn't deny what
he was feeling.  As a result, Steve kept his eyes out for more glances
and stares from men in the following days whenever he and Kisha would
go out, and to his surprise they were "everywhere!"  He couldn't
believe how many adult men were checking out his seven-year-old
daughter when they thought he wasn't looking.  He got good at catching
them doing it, and it happened all the time, almost everywhere he took
her.  Each time he saw it Steve felt aroused and his cock started
getting hard.  The idea of grown men wanting his seven-year old
daughter sexually was a big turn-on to Steve in a way that he couldn't
explain.  As he kept seeing it over and over, he later began to
fantasize about men like the ones he saw watching her actually
molesting his daughter.  These fantasies grew stronger over time and
excited Steve like nothing else because they were so perverse and
wrong. He soon jacked-off for the first time thinking about Kisha
being alone with one of the men he had seen watching her very closely
earlier that day.  When he came, it was the most intense ejaculation
he could ever remember having, and he knew that he had discovered
something very arousing to him.  But of course it was all just
fantasy.  Steve would never want something like that to happen to his
beautiful little daughter in real life.

But it was not long after this that Steve started taking Kisha out
just so he could see men watching her and get off on it.  He began
taking her to parks, playgrounds, and other outdoor places like that
trying to get strange men to notice her.  And notice her they did.
Every time a man looked at her that way, Steve got off.  He was hard a
lot of the time just in anticipation of another man noticing her.  And
at night he masturbated repeatedly to fantasies of strange men
touching her body and having sex with her.  There seemed to be no end
to the perversity of his fantasies.  Steve knew that it was wrong to
be having these fantasies about his seven-year-old daughter and he
knew he should stop.  He felt a lot of guilt over what he was doing
but also a lot of excitement.  He was getting off on this too much to
stop.  In fact, instead of stopping, he wanted more.  Much more.

Steve found a mail-order company in Europe that specialized in making
sexually-oriented clothing for young children. Going through their on-
line catalog, he selected the skimpiest outfits he could find for
Kisha to wear. The clothing was very inappropriate for a girl her
age:  very tight shorts, very short dresses and mini-skirts, halter
tops, bikinis, and even a thong.  Before he brought her out, Steve
started dressing Kisha in these very skimpy clothes so she would look
even sexier for men.  When Kisha asked him why she had to wear these
clothes, he just told her he wanted her to stay cool because the
weather was getting so hot.  She seemed to accept that and let him
take her places wearing very little, which drove the men crazy.  Steve
even started putting eye-shadow on Kisha and painting and finger and
toe-nails in bright colors to make her more attractive to adult men.
Steve was in a pervert's heaven and, besides some disapproving looks
he got from some women, nobody else seemed to know what he was doing
by showing off Kisha.  He didn't care what anyone else thought.  It
wasn't hurting Kisha any and it got off like nothing else. He saw no
real harm in it and no reason not to continue doing it.  This went on
for about two months, until Steve finally got bored with taking Kisha
to the same places and showing her off in front of the same kinds of
people.  He needed to bring her someplace different and more exciting,
and to show her in front of men who would have a stronger reaction to
her.

One day while watching the local news, he saw a segment talking about
an area of the city where a lot of sex offenders were living because
state law prohibited them from living anywhere else within the city
limits.  Sitting up in his chair, Steve listened more closely to what
the newscaster was saying. "That's right, John.  Due to state laws
that prevent registered sex offenders from living within a certain
distance from parks or schools, there is only one part of the city
where sex offenders are legally allowed to live, and that is here, in
this neighborhood on the northern border of the city limits..."   On the
television screen Steve saw a very seedy-looking neighborhood and
groups of men loitering together on a street.  Steve watched with
increasing interest as he listened to the newscaster continue:  "There
is also currently no law that prohibits them from congregating
together and so these sex offenders are allowed to do basically what
they want within this area of the city.  State legislators are working
to come up with new restrictions to place on the sex offenders but it
will be at least six months before anything can be done about this
situation."  The gears were turning in Steve's head as he watched the
groups of shirtless men standing together, some of them drinking
whiskey and beer as they stood under the hot sun.  Who would be
attracted to Kisha more than a bunch of sex offenders?  This is what
he had been looking for all along.  He made the decision to bring
Kisha out to where the sex offenders lived that weekend.

Steve thought it about it all week, getting himself built up to a high
state of arousal, until the weekend finally came.  Knowing that he was
going to be showing her off in front of sex offenders who he wanted to
react very strongly to her body, Steve found the skimpiest, sexiest
clothing he had for Kisha, which was a tiny bright pink thong and
halter top from among the clothing he had ordered for her from
Europe.  He had not had her wear them before because they were so
brief, but it was a very hot day and he knew Kisha would look stunning
in them.  When Kisha saw them she said "Daddy, I don't want to wear
that!  It's too small!!"  Steve lied to her and told her it was a new
bathing suit he had bought for her and that he was taking her to the
water park, where he knew she loved to go.  When he said that, she
agreed to wear it and made him go out of her bedroom while she
changed.  When she came out she looked absolutely fantastic, the
skimpy bright pink thong and halter top really showing off her slender
tanned body more beautifully than he had ever seen it before.

Steve got some bright-pink lipstick and purple-glitter mascara and put
it on Kisha, making her hold still why he carefully applied it.  Then
he repainted her finger and toe-nails "hot pink", a color he had
previously discovered looked excellent with her deeply tanned skin.
Kisha didn't understand why he was putting make-up on her and painting
her finger and toe-nails again, but Steve just told her that he wanted
her to look good.  He was anxious and in a hurry as he got Kisha ready
to go.  He told her not to wear shoes but just to go barefoot in the
car.  He wanted her to have on as little clothing as possible for the
maximum possible effect on the sex offenders he would be showing her
off to today.  All she was allowed to wear was the thong and halter
top, no underwear or shoes or socks.  She was almost naked.  She was
going to turn some heads today, hopefully a whole lot of them.

"Wait, Daddy!  Don't I need a towel?"  Kisha asked him as he tried to
rush her into the car.  At first confused by the question, Steve
remembered he had told her he was taking her to the water park.
"Sure.  Hurry up and go get one" and he waited until she got a towel
and came back downstairs. Then he got into the car with Kisha and
started driving across town to the neighborhood where the sex
offenders lived.  As he drove, He looked over at Kisha sitting in the
passenger seat next to him dressed in almost nothing. He felt that
uptight, jittery excitement at the thought of what he was doing, and
he was very conscious of the fast that he already had a raging hard-
on.  Somewhere in the back of his mind Steve knew that this was a
crazy, dangerous thing to be doing...purposefully showing off his cute
seven-year-old daughter in front of sex offenders...but he rationalized
that she would be safe and that he was only going to let the men look
at her and nothing else.

After awhile Kisha sat up in the seat and looked out the window and
said, "Daddy, where are we going?" noticing that they weren't taking
their usual route to the water park.  Struggling to keep his voice
calm, Steve once more lied to his daughter and told her that he was
taking a different route to the water park.  Kisha said "Ok" and sat
back in the seat.  He knew she trusted him completely.  As he
continued looking for the men he wanted to lust after her body, some
part of him felt guilty for subjecting Kisha to this, but he told
himself that she was so young that she wouldn't be affected by any of
this, if she even remembered it later on.

Turning down a side street, Steve suddenly saw what he had been
looking for. Up ahead on the left was a large group of men standing in
the grass under some trees, just the way he had seen them on the
news.  Very excited, he drove a little further down the street and
parked the car by the curb.  Kisha was looking around to see where
they were.  "Why are we stopping here, Daddy?" Kisha looked up at him
with a confused expression on her face.  Steve tried to think of a
reason why he would be bringing her to this neighborhood, came up with
nothing, and finally just said "We're going to take a little walk
outside and then come back to the car".  "A walk?!?  Daddy, it's too
hot!  I don't want to walk!" I want to go to the water park!" she
whined.  Steve was not going to have her ruin his plans.  "Get out of
the car, Kisha.  We are going to take a walk here for about ten
minutes and then I'll take you to White Water."  Kisha said "Daddy!!!"
but she saw his look and knew that she was not going to get her way
today.  Reluctantly she opened the door and stepped down onto the
grass on her bare feet.  Steve waited until she was out of the car and
then he locked it securely and started leading his daughter up the
street toward where the men were.

Steve looked down at his daughter's slender, lithe seven-year-old body
as she walked slowly and gingerly on her tanned feet on the grass,
looking down so she didn't step on any glass or hard rocks.  He
couldn't believe he had her dressed like this.   The pink thong was so
brief that it barely covered the crack of her ass in the back.  The
halter top was just a thin strip of pink elastic that covered her
nipples and not much more as it stretched tightly over her tanned
chest.  The vivid contrast between the very skimpy pink clothing and
Kisha's deeply tanned skin made her look absolutely stunning.  Steve
knew the effect she was going to have on the sex offenders, and he
felt very excited in anticipation of seeing it.

They soon reached the grassy area where the sex offenders were all
standing around back under the trees, many of them talking, some of
them drinking.  His heart pounding with excitement, Steve walked Kisha
across the grass in full view of the men.  Immediately all of the men
stopped talking and stared at the man and the very scantily-dressed
child as they walked on the grass in front of them.  Trying to pretend
like he didn't notice, Steve's cock was rock hard in his pants as he
saw a lot of the men staring at Kisha in a way that no adult male
should ever look at a child.  This is what he lived for.  He wanted
these men to be turned-on by Kisha, and he could see in their faces
that they were very much interested in her.  He had seen plenty of men
staring at his daughter up to now, but never as strongly as this.
These men were making no attempts to divert their stares or to pretend
they were not staring at his daughter.

By this time Steve had walked Kisha all the way past the men, and if
they kept walking they would no longer be in their sight.  He thought
about walking her past them again but that would look too obvious.
The sex offenders seemed extremely interested in his daughter and he
wondered how far they would go if he tempted them even more.  He
decided to find out.  Across the street from the sex offenders was a
large empty lot surrounded by a tall wooden fence with a section of
the fence missing.  Steve got the idea to walk Kisha into the vacant
lot, to see if any of the men would follow.  He had never done
anything like this before, but he felt desperate to make the sex
offenders notice Kisha more.  Of course he wouldn't let anyone do
anything to her, but he wanted to see how far he could take this
without letting any actual harm come to Kisha.  Turning around, he led
Kisha across the street and up to the section of missing wooden
fence.  Not looking back, he could feel the men's stares from all the
way across the street as he led his daughter through the section of
missing fence and into the vacant lot overgrown with weeds.

Behind them, the sex offenders watched with intense interest as the
man led the little girl into the empty lot.  Most of them were afraid
of getting into more trouble than they had already been in and so they
did not try to follow, but six of the men exchanged looks between
themselves and then began walking slowly toward the street.  Steve
didn't know it yet, but he had made a big mistake by showing off Kisha
in front of this particular group of men and then going into an
isolated area with her.  The men who had decided to follow them into
the vacant lot were all rapists and child predators, the worst of the
worst of the sex offenders who were gathered here today.  Showing
Kisha to these men dressed the way she was was like sprinkling blood
into a shark-infested pool of water.  They "had" to come.  As they
crossed the street, the men were looking around carefully to make sure
the man and girl were really alone.

Holding Kisha's hand, Steve walked through the tall grass.  The day
was a real scorcher, another hundred-degree plus day of high humidity
like they had been having for the past week.  Steve hadn't been out
here ten minutes and his shirt was already damp with sweat.  Kisha was
starting to sweat too and he was concerned that she might get burnt
the way she was dressed in this direct sunlight.  He walked Kisha back
further into the lot, looking back several times to where they had
entered to see if any of the men had followed them.  He saw no one at
all.  Sweating badly, he thought he was probably wasting his time.  He
decided that if none of the sex offenders followed them into the lot
that he was just going to walk Kisha back the car and leave.  But the
next time he looked back he saw a group of men standing inside the
hold in the fence watching them closely.  Trying to act like he didn't
see them, Steve walked Kisha even further back into the lot, which was
surrounded by old brick buildings on all sides and went back quite a
ways.  Eventually the empty lot opened into a large grassy area
surrounded by buildings, many with the windows boarded up.  Steve
waited there awhile to see if the men would come. He didn't have long
to wait as six tall men came around the corner of the building and
walked slowly up to them.  When they got up to them they just stopped
and stood there. The six men were all silent, and they were all
staring at Kisha.

Surprised and excited that so many men had come to check out his
daughter more closely, Steve watched the men as they stared at Kisha.
He saw that most of the men were not wearing shirts and that several
of them held open bottles of alcohol as they stared at his daughter.
All of the men were big, and for some reason it excited him even more
that men like this were attracted to Kisha.  One of the men had faded
green tattoos all over his sunburned chest and arms, and Steve just
knew the man had been in prison before.  The men didn't say anything
for what seemed like a long time.  They just stared at Kisha.  Steve's
cock was so erect it hurt as the six men leered at his scantily-
dressed daughter in the bright sunlight.  And then finally one of the
big men spoke.

 "Is that your daughter. Mister?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"Yeah, she is", Steve said, looking down at Kisha proudly.

"How old is she?" another of the men asked.

"She's seven". Steve answered, watching one of the men take a long
drink from a whiskey bottle as he stared down at Steve's daughter.

"She's real cute!" a tall man wearing cowboy boots and blue jeans
said, obviously excited by what he was seeing.

"Yeah, she's beautiful!" said another man holding a half-empty bottle
of "Jack Daniels" in his hand as he moved around closer to get a
better look at Kisha.  Kisha just looked up at the big men
uncomprehendingly with her dark brown eyes, not understanding why they
were paying so much attention to her.

 "What you got her dressed like that for?" said another man, licking
his lips as he stared down at Kisha.

"It's a hot day and I want her to stay cool" Steve said, knowing that
his answer didn't explain why he had his daughter dressed in such an
overtly sexual way.

The men were silent for awhile after that, all of them still staring
at Kisha as if they couldn't believe she was here.  And then one of
the big men with a thick black beard suddenly squatted down in front
of Kisha and said, "Hey honey, What's your name?" his eyes travelling
up and down her slender body.  Kisha just stared at the man with her
dark brown eyes and did not answer him.

"Her name is Kisha", Steve said, thrilled with the attention the
attention the men were giving his daughter.

"Kisha!!  That's a very pretty name!  And you're very pretty too!"
the man said in his deep voice, talking directly to Kisha and acting
as if Steve wasn't even there.  Steve could tell by the way the man
was talking that he was drunk.  After awhile the man turned around and
said "What do you think, Jerry", speaking to a tall bald-headed man
standing behind him.  The bald-headed man, who must have stood over
six-feet tall, said nothing, but the way he was staring at Kisha said
everything he didn't. Steve didn't say anything, letting the men stare
at his daughter's body as he enjoyed all the attention they were
giving her, not noticing that the men had moved up closer to them.

One of the men walked around behind Kisha and said  "She's got a real
nice little ass!" as he stared at Kisha's ass-cheeks that were fully
exposed by the little thong.  When he said that, Steve's cock lurched
in his pants, becoming even harder.  The men were all around Kisha
now, and Steve saw that more than one of them was openly rubbing their
cocks through their pants as they stared down at her slender tanned
body concealed only by the tiny pink thong and halter top.  Steve was
about to cum in his pants.  He had never had men react this strongly
to his daughter and he was getting off on it immensely.    This was
almost like one of his fantasies, and he was loving every second of it
as he waited with great anticipation to see what was going to happen
next.

Suddenly the bearded man who was squatted down in front of Kisha said,
"Come here honey, let me get a closer look at you" and then reached
out and took hold of one Kisha's arms and pulled her closer to him, so
she was standing right in front of him.  "Yeah...you look reeeeaaaaaaal
pretty!" the man said in his drunken voice as he stared at Kisha's
body up close.  Steve could almost see the erection pushing out the
front of the man's jeans as he stared down at Kisha's tanned legs and
feet before his gaze moved back up her body to stare directly at the
crotch of her thong.


The man down on his knees in front of Kisha was named Carl.  Like the
other men who had followed the man and little girl into the vacant
lot, he was a violent child sex offender with a long history of sexual
offenses against children, the last one being when he had vaginally
and anally raped an eight-year-old girl at gunpoint during the robbery
of a home with two other men.  Taking that little girl's pussy and ass
had cost him some serious prison time.  After serving most of it, he
was put on parole and forced to register as sex offender.  Since being
out, he had been trying to lay low and stay away from children.  The
last thing he expected to see in this neighborhood was a little girl,
since so many sex offenders lived in the area and everyone with young
children had moved away long ago.  But when he had seen the man
walking in front of them holding the hand of a cute little girl
wearing nothing but a thong and halter top, it was like waving a red
flag in front of a bull.  And then the man had taken her behind the
fence, and Carl had to come and see her up close.

He had almost forgotten how attracted he was to little girls, but
seeing this cute little bitch up close brought it all back to him in a
big hurry.  She was exactly what he liked:  very slender, very tanned
skin, dark hair, dark brown eyes.  Her body was perfect.  Sweating in
the hot sun, Carl looked down at the girl's tanned legs and feet, and
at her toe-nails painted hot pink, and felt his cock grow to a full
erection inside his pants.  He had a fetish for little girl's feet and
her feet were perfect.  Looking between her deeply tanned thighs, he
could clearly see the outline of the child's pussy underneath the
tight pink elastic of the thong.  The heat, all the alcohol he had
drank, and the extreme cuteness of the nearly-naked child all combined
in such a way that he was in no mood to resist the sexual thoughts and
urges that were flooding into his brain.  Feeling suddenly bolder now,
he put his hand on one of the girl's slender thighs and started
rubbing his hand up and down the tanned skin of her leg.  The girl's
light brown skin was velvety smooth and hot to the touch, and Carl
felt his cock swelling up even larger inside his tightly-confining
jeans just from the physical contact with her body.  His eyes never
leaving that little camel-toe, his pulse quickened as his fingers
reached her upper thigh, dangerously close to the bright pink material
of the thong covering her crotch area.

Kisha didn't like the man touching her like that and she said "Stop
touching me!" in her light, feminine voice.  The man removed his hand
from her leg and stared at her.  Kisha looked up at the man and
wrinkled her nose.  His teeth were yellow and he had pock-marks all
over his face.  He looked big and ugly and he kind of scared her.  She
pulled out of his hand and moved back away from him to stand closer to
her father.   The man kept staring at her.  "What's the matter,
honey?  Don't you like me?" the man said, his pale skin glistening
with sweat as he stared.  Kisha didn't like the man.  He was big and
ugly and he scared her.  She wanted her father to take her away from
here and to go to the water park.  She tried not to look at the man
still staring at her.

Carl saw it when she wrinkled up her nose at him and saw the look of
disgust and fear of him on her beautiful little face, and his already
erect cock felt like it was going to bust through the front of his
jeans.  There was no doubt in his mind that he wanted her.  He didn't
have to ask the other men to know that they all wanted the same
thing.  But this open lot was far too exposed for the kind of hard
action he had to mind.  They need to get the girl someplace much more
private, someplace where they would not be interrupted and where
nobody would hear anything if things got out of control.  Carl knew
just the place.

As much as he was getting off on all the attention the sex offenders
were giving Kisha, Steve was also noticing that the big men had moved
up even closer to him as his daughter and were basically standing all
around them now.  He suddenly felt intimidated by the size and posture
of these men.  He could smell the strong alcohol on their breaths, and
he saw in their aggressive postures a wildness and unpredictability
that kind of scared him.    He was suddenly afraid of losing control
of the situation back here in this secluded lot and having one of
these men try to do something to Kisha for real and him being unable
to stop it.  It was time to go.

"Hey Guys", he said, trying to hide his sudden feelings of
intimidation and to act calm and in control.  "It's getting late and I
have to be getting her home now, so we'll see you later, ok?", Steve
said, taking Kisha's hand once again in his and starting to walk her
out past the men.  He didn't get six feet before two of the men
suddenly moved in front of him and his daughter to block their exit
from the grassy lot.  And then the man with the beard who had squatted
down in front of his daughter was suddenly at his side and Steve felt
something pressing very hard against his ribcage. Looking down, he saw
a dull, steel-blue revolver held in the man's hand.  "Wh-What's going
on? Steve said, staring down at the gun with wide eyes. "You ain't
leavin' yet!" was all the man said.  "Walk back here!"

The men made Steve and Kisha walk further back into the empty lot, no
one saying anything as they walked.  Terrified, Steve tried to think
about what to do as he walked with the gun pressed firmly against his
side.  Something had gone horribly wrong.  He had planned to let the
sex offenders just look at his daughter in the thong and halter and
then leave, but the men had pulled a gun on them and were making him
and his daughter go somewhere with them.  He didn't understand why the
men were making them go with them or what they were going to do.

Walking beside her father, Kisha didn't understand what was happening.
She didn't see the gun and she didn't know why they were walking back
into the lot with the men.  She looked up suddenly at the big bearded
man who had rubbed her leg and saw him staring down at her and
smiling.  Quickly looking away from him, she held her father's hand
tighter as they all walked to the very back of the lot.

The men led them to an open doorway that led into one of the adjacent
buildings.  Around the doorway were warning signs in bright red and
yellow colors that read "Danger!"  and "Do not Enter" and "Keep Out!"
"Get in there!" the bearded man said, gesturing with the gun. Steve
looked into the darkened doorway.  It looked very unsafe. He didn't
want to bring Kisha in there, but the man with the gun wasn't giving
him a choice as he said "Get inside Now or you're gonna be real sorry
you didn't".  Hesitantly, Steve led Kisha through the doorway and into
the darkness beyond.  The six men quickly entered into the doorway
behind them, looking around to make sure that no one had seen them
entering the building with the father and daughter.

Steve's eyes adjusted to the darkness and he saw that they were inside
of a large abandoned building that looked like it was in the process
of being demolished.  Broken glass covered the concrete floor and
there were large piles of debris everywhere. As he was registering his
surroundings, Kisha's hand was abruptly pulled out of his as one of
the big men grabbed her and picked her up and held her tightly in his
arms as she kicked and struggled and tried to get loose, saying "Put
me Down!!!!  Let me go!!!!!!!!  Let me go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  Steve's
heart leapt in his chest and he tried to go to her but two strong men
held his arms tightly and he felt the gun barrel pressed so tightly
against his side that it hurt.  "Put her down!!! Please, put her
down!!!!" he pleaded with the men, looking at his daughter as she
kicked and struggled against the man holding her.  "We'll put her
down" the bearded man said.  "First we're going to walk a little ways
in here.  Leroy is going to carry her so she doesn't cut her feet
walking on the floor.  You better tell her to settle down right now
before I make her settle down."

His heart pounding rapidly in his chest and struggling to know what to
do, Steve's voice cracked as he told his daughter to strop struggling,
and that everything was going to be okay (but he didn't believe that
everything was going to be okay).  Kisha stopped kicking and pushing
against the man and stared at her father with wide eyes as the big men
held her even tighter against him.  "Now move!" the man said, prodding
Steve forward with the barrel of the gun.

The six men made Steve walk deep into the interior of the abandoned
building as one of man carried Kisha.  Nobody said anything as they
walked over the debris-covered floors in the dimly lit building.
Steve kept on looking back at his daughter held tightly in the man's
arms.  She was looking around with wide eyes as the big man carried
her, her bare legs and feet hanging down.  She had a confused, fearful
expression on her face as the man carried her swiftly through the
darkened building, broken glass crushing heavily under his cowboy
boots as he walked.  The men seemed to be in a big hurry.   Steve kept
seeing them staring at Kisha as she was held tightly in the one man's
arms, and he sensed an excitement in them that filled him with a deep
anxiety and fear that grew stronger and stronger as they approached
some unknown destination up ahead in the darkness.

The men seemed to know exactly where they were going as they led Steve
down a short stairway to an open steel door leading into a large room.
 "In there!" the man with the gun demanded, gesturing with the gun for
Steve to go inside the room.  Looking into the doorway, Steve could
see empty liquor bottles and beer cans littering the concrete floor of
the semi-darkened room.  He had a real bad feeling about what was
going to happen.  "Get the fuck in there!!!" one of the men said as
strong hands on his back literally pushed him into the room, and Steve
stumbled over the cans and bottles as he struggled not to fall.
Regaining his balance, he looked quickly around the room and saw that
it was empty except for the cans and bottles, and a large, badly
stained mattress lying on the floor against the back wall.  The only
light came from two small windows high up on one wall.  The room stank
with the distinct sour smell of alcohol, stale urine, mildew, and
tobacco smoke.  It was very hot in here and there was no ventilation
at all, only stagnant hot humid air.  It felt like an oven, and the
heat and atmosphere of the room made Steve even more anxious and
afraid than he already did.  And then three of the men forced him back
against one of the walls as Kisha was carried into the room by the man
with the cowboy boots and brought over beside the mattress.  After all
the sex offenders were inside the room the heavy steel door was
slammed shut and locked from the inside.

===============================================================================

Kisha looked around with wide eyes as she was sat down on her feet in
the far corner of the room.  She stepped quickly back away from the
man who had been holding her so tightly, relieved to be away from
him.  Immediately she felt the heat of the room and smelled the bad
smells.  Her dark brown eyes were wide as she looked up at the three
big men standing above her, who stared down at her with unsmiling
faces.  And then she looked over and saw her father on the other side
of the room and started to go to him, but the men grabbed a hold of
her arm tightly and told her not to move.

Kisha felt afraid and confused.  She had never been in a situation
like this before. She didn't understand why she was here.  She didn't
understand why the men were keeping her from her father.  She didn't
understand why it was so hot in here.  She didn't understand why the
men were looking at her that way.  She had to go to the bathroom and
she was thirsty.  Looking away from the staring men, she turned to
look back her father, who was talking to some other men on the far
side of the room.

"Gimme your wallet!" Carl spat at the girl's father, pointing the gun
at him.  When the man gave it to him, Carl looked through it, saw that
there were two twenties in it and took the money and stuffed it in his
pocket.  Throwing the wallet aside, he told the girl's father to sit
down on the floor and to not say anything.  He waited while the father
sat down on the concrete floor.  "What are you going to do?" the man
asked, staring up at him with wide eyes.  Not answering him, Carl
handed the gun to one of the other men and said "If he tries to get
up, shoot him".  "No problem!"  the other man said, taking the gun and
aiming it directly at Steve's chest.

Carl wasn't fucking around.  He was going to release twelve years of
pent-up sexual frustration on this little girl and he wasn't going to
let anything stand in the way of that.  The girl's father was
definitely in the way and not wanted here, but he didn't know what
else to do with him so he had come too.  Carl didn't give a shit what
he did as long as he kept quiet and didn't try to interfere with what
was undoubtedly going to turn into a violent child rape.

Standing above the father, Carl saw him keep looking worriedly across
the room to where his daughter was standing with the other men.  He
just knew the man wasn't going to stay put when the action started.
Squatting down in front of the man, purposely blocking his view of his
daughter, Carl told him in a very serious voice:  "Don't get up, no
matter what happens.  If you get up, we'll kill you and then we'll
kill your little girl.  Do you understand?"  The man looked up at him
with wide, fearful eyes and shook his head.  Carl saw that he was
scared shitless.  Satisfied that the man wasn't going to try to
interfere with what they were about to do to his daughter, he stood up
and walked to other side of the room where the little girl stood
cowering in the corner with the other men standing around her, not
letting her move.

When Carl approached, the other men moved back away from her, giving
him full access to the nearly naked child as she stood trembling in
the high heat of the room.  When the girl saw him, her face filled
with fear and she tried to move further into the corner away from him
but there was nowhere for her to go.  Carl grabbed her tightly by the
arm and she whined loudly as he pulled her out of the corner and moved
her so she was standing right in front of him.  She looked up at him,
her dark brown eyes wide with fright.  She was shaking.

Without saying a word to her, Carl gripped the pink elastic of the
halter top with both hands and gave it a hard yank.  The thin material
ripped along a seam and he quickly pulled it off of her and let it
fall to the floor at her feet.

Her nipples were small dark brown ovals standing out stiffly against
the tanned skin of her chest.

And then both of his hands were inside the waistband of the thong,
quickly pulling the tiny thong all the way down her slender legs, to
her ankles.  He made her lift her tanned feet so he could remove the
tiny garment from her.  It joined her torn halter top on the floor,
next to an old brown wine bottle.

"God Damn!" one of the other men said loudly as they all started down
at the child's slender naked body.  She was staring down at her naked
body with an open mouth, her face turning bright red as Carl and the
other men stared between her legs, and then she put both of her small
tanned hands in front of her pussy so they couldn't see it.  Carl
grabbed both of her slender wrists and pulled her hands away and put
them at her sides, giving her wrists a hard jerk as he released them
to warn her not to do it again.  She stood trembling against the wall,
looking up at them with wide, confused eyes as all of the men stared
down at her naked body.  Carl could see the intimidation and
vulnerability and fear in her dark brown eyes as she stood completely
naked before him and the rest of the men.

Even at age seven she was an extremely beautiful little girl.  Her
entire body had a deep dark tan except for a slightly lighter tan on
her crotch area.  Her nipples were small dark brown ovals standing out
stiffly against the tanned skin of her chest.  The small pussy between
her deeply tanned thighs glistening in the dim light of the room, the
little tanned clit barely visible between the perfect vaginal lips.
Carl made her turn around so he could see her ass, keeping a firm grip
on one of her slender upper arms at all times.  Her ass was perfect,
the small, perfect ass-cheeks only a little paler than the rest of her
deeply tanned body.  "Take a look at that, Jerry" Carl said, once more
speaking to the tall bald-headed man.  He knew what Jerry was into.
"Jerry" was a twice-convicted child sex offender who had spent over
twenty years of his life in prison for raping and murdering a little
girl not much older than Kisha.  Among his other attractions, Jerry
had a penchant for very young child ass, and the sight of Kisha's
perfect little tanned ass-cheeks had him rock hard and wanting to
release the nine-inch shaft clearly outlined in the font of his pants.

Ready to get the action started, Carl suddenly pressed the naked
little girl back against the wall and kissed her very hard on the
mouth.  He pulled back away from her face to see her wide-eyed
reaction, and the kissed her small mouth again, very hard.  She looked
up at him with wide, confused eyes, her sweat-dampened hair staring to
hang down in her face.  Moving his hands up to hold both sides of her
small head tightly, Carl kissed her small pink lips over and over
again, smearing the bright pink lipstick that had her father had so
carefully applied.  He could feel her small hands trying to push his
face away from hers but he was much too strong for her as he shoved
his tongue deep inside her mouth and French-kissed her very deeply as
he held her against the wall.  Finally he pulled his face away from
hers.  She was in a panic, saying "Don't hurt me!! Don't hurt me!!!"
her face red and her eyes wide as she looked up at him.  The pink
lipstick she was wearing was badly smeared.  She was starting to sweat
badly and he could clearly smell her naked body in the heat of the
room.  Carl stood up.

Suddenly there was the loud sound of a zipper being pulled down.  She
watched with wide, fear-dilated eyes as Carl pulled down his pants and
underwear in front of her, exposing his cock to her.  At first she
just stared wide eyed at it, her dark brown eyes looking from the
long, hard white shaft that stuck out from the curly black pubic hairs
to the large, hairy ball sac that hung just beneath it.   And then she
started crying, her face turning bright red, badly scared, confused,
and not knowing what to do.

Behind him he heard the girl's father protesting about her being too
young for that, but Carl didn't listen as he wrapped his hand tightly
in the girl's long black hair and pulled her small face up to his
cock, until her small mouth was held right up in front of his
cockhead.  "Open your mouth and suck it!" Carl demanded loudly,
pressing his cockhead against the child's lips, seeing the pink
lipstick smear on the swollen head of his cock. But she clamped her
mouth shut tightly and tried to turn her head away, whining and crying
loudly, fighting him..  Carl slapped her face then, very hard, and she
gasped loudly, her eyes staring up at him in shock as she brought a
hand up to her face where he had slapped her.  "I said Suck It!" Carl
said again, gripping her hair even tighter.  Crying loudly, she opened
her mouth wide and Carl pushed his cockhead in past her teeth where it
quickly slid into her mouth.  She started coughing and choking and
tried to spit the cock out of her mouth but Carl held both sides of
her head as he pushed his cock as deep as it would go inside her hot
little mouth.

Holding both sides of her head in a tight grip, he fucked her small,
pink-lipped mouth, seeing and hearing her gag repeatedly as she
struggled to deal with swollen dark purple cockhead going repeatedly
to the back of her throat.  In less than five minutes he came deep
inside the child's hot wet mouth.  The girl didn't expect it and got
badly choked as a lot of the semen went down the wrong pipe.  Carl
watched as she choked and coughed up sperm, her face very red, her
eyes totally panicked as she struggled not to choke to death on the
thick semen.  Finally she stopped choking and just stood there crying
loudly with several long ropy strands of glistening semen hanging from
her tanned chin all the way down to the filthy floor.  Carl took her
by her slender arm and pulled her over to the mattress and pushed her
roughly down onto it.  She lay on her side on the dirty mattress and
cried with both hands held over her face.

Turning to Jerry, Carl said "I'm going to fuck her", looking down at
the naked child on the mattress.  "I want you to help me hold her
down".  Jerry nodded, his eyes on the little girl's tanned ass
cheeks.  "What about him?" Jerry said, looking over at the girl's
father who was watching very intently from across the room.  "What
about him?" Carl said.  "He ain't gonna do shit."  "He's going to go
crazy" Jerry said.  Staring back at the girl's father silently, Carl
saw what Jerry was telling him, and he sent two more men over to make
sure the man didn't move.  "Don't let him get up!" Carl told the three
men.

And then he took off all of his clothes, getting completely naked
right in front of the mattress.  Fishing the sticky bottle of K-Y
jelly from the pocket of his pants, he started rubbing the slippery
lubricant up and down his huge shaft as he stared down at his little
naked prize on the mattress.  He had never fucked a child this young
before.  Even though he had already came inside her mouth once, he was
rock hard at the prospect of getting up inside of her slender pussy.
He was going to hurt her real bad.

The other men were lining up around the mattress, anxious to watch as
this beautiful little girl got fucked hard.  Some of them were already
naked, ready when it was their turn with her.

"Don't take her ass" Jerry said in his ear.  "Save that for me".  Carl
nodded, saying nothing as he continued to lubricate himself as he
stared down at the little girl's body.  Her tanned skin glistened with
sweat in the heat of the room as she lay on her side with her hands
still held over her face.  He applied even more of the K-Y, jacking
his cock up and down to an even harder state as he stared down at the
pale bottoms of the child's perfect little tanned feet.  She was so
slender, so tanned, so perfect in every way.  He was going to fuck the
shit out of her.

Finally fully coated with more than enough lubricant for the very hard
and deep penetrations that would be required to fuck a child this
young, Carl gestured for Jerry to come help him, and then he got up on
the mattress with the girl.

Kisha had her eyes closed and her hands still held over her face when
the strong hands grabbed her legs suddenly and pulled her forcefully
out onto her back in the middle of the mattress.  She opened her eyes
and whimpered helplessly as two other hands grabbed and held her arms
very tightly down to the mattress, so she couldn't move them.  She
looked up into the leering, sweating face of a bald-headed man staring
down at her with wide, excited eyes.  And then her slender legs were
suddenly raised all the way up as far as they would go and spread wide
apart, and she looked down, horrified, to see the naked man with the
black beard between her legs.  Her little heart racing, her eyes were
locked on the man's huge shiny penis, not knowing what was going to
happen but instinctively knowing that it was going to be bad, and that
it was going to hurt her.  She didn't notice that all the other men
were standing around the mattress watching her closely, some of them
naked and already starting to jack off as they watched.

And then the large, mushroom-shaped cockhead was pushed up tightly
against the small, delicate lips of her vagina.  Kisha whimpered and
whined and tried to pull back away from it, but the two adult men were
holding her down so tightly she couldn't move.  She started crying
again very loudly in fear and confusion as the man's hot, heavy body
pressed her down into the mattress so she couldn't breath and the
pressure against her vagina increased tremendously, so that her
vaginal lips began to part and the huge dark purple cockhead began to
penetrate inside her.

Steve had been watching everything that had been happening up to now,
his initial arousal at seeing his daughter with the men quickly
changing to anxiety and then fear and then terror as he realized they
were going to rape her.  Drenched in sweat, he could see very clearly
what was happening on the mattress across the room past the three big
men standing in front of him.  The gun was still aimed at his chest.
Several times he had wanted to get up to rescue his daughter, but he
had been afraid to move.  But when he saw the man get on top of his
daughter and heard Kisha start crying it was too much for him.
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Steve shouted in panic, as he
bolted up off the floor and tried to get past the men to pull the
bearded man off of his daughter.

Almost immediately he was down on the floor flat on his face on the
hard concrete.   "DON"T FUCKING MOVE!" he heard the loud voice of the
man holding the gun in his ear.  "If you move, I swear to God we'll
kill her".  Steve froze, his eyes wide in fear and confusion, as Kisha
started screaming.  "Oh God!  Please don't do this!  Please don't do
this!" he begged, but the men holding him down had nothing to say as
they all looked back to what was happening on the mattress.

Holding the child's legs up and wide apart, Carl pushed forward with
his powerful muscular hips, pushing his thick cock against her tiny
vagina with all his strength, feeling his cock sinking into her hot
little pussy.  He could feel all of her muscles tensing up as she
fought to resist the rape as the entrance to her pussy tried to
stretch wide enough to accommodate the mushroom head of the large
adult penis.  His next two hard strokes broke through the barrier of
the child's hymen, and the next forceful push moved the head of his
cock an inch or so up he overly-distended canal.  Even with this start
he had to drive his cock into her a dozen more times to enlarge the
vaginal cavity enough to finally push his thick cock up inside of her
seven-year-old vagina as deep as it would go.

She was so small that only about half of his huge cock fit inside her
before he felt himself bottoming out against her tiny cervix.  Then he
started fucking her for real, using much more force than was necessary
to fuck the child's pussy.  Grunting loudly, he fucked the seven-year-
old on the mattress using all of his strength, sweat dripping down
from his large body onto her small one.  She was crying and screaming
under him very loudly, her slender brown legs on either side of his
huge torso as she kicked and screamed and fought to survive the most
traumatic experience of her young life.

Carl tried to make it last for as long as he could, but the friction
of his swollen cockhead moving in and out of the hot, tight sheath of
the child's pussy was too intense.  Unable to hold back any longer, he
let out a loud groan as he climaxed hugely inside of the girl's small,
tight vagina.  Beneath him, the girl stopped crying momentarily as she
reacted to all of the liquid suddenly inside of her vagina, filling it
to overflowing as more and more of it shot from the end of Carl's
penis.  He kept fucking her until the flow stopped and then he lay on
top of her and rested with his cock buried as deep as it would go
inside her, still leaking semen inside her.  He rested on top of her
that way for several minutes, and then he pulled out of her.  A large
amount of thick, yellowish-white cum mixed with bright red blood
leaked heavily from the torn lips of the child's vagina as Carl's huge
cock withdrew.

Carl raised up off her small body, still shaking with the intensity of
his violent climax.  The entire front of his body was wet with sweat
where his skin had been against hers. His legs were shaky as he stood
above the girl, watching without emotion as she thrashed around on the
mattress in intense pain with both hands held tightly over her badly
injured vagina.  He didn't care at all that he had hurt her.  In fact,
it excited him that he had injured her during the rape.  Instead he
was thinking about himself.  Even with all the lubricant he had
skinned himself inside of her tight pussy, and it felt like he had
pulled a muscle in his groin from the exertions of fucking her.  He
turned around suddenly and looked back at the girl's father who was
still being held down to the floor.  He felt excited and powerful that
he had raped the man's little girl right in front of him while he
watched.  Still naked, he started to walk across the gritty concrete
floor toward the man who had made all this possible by bringing his
little girl to them.

==================================================================

Held down tightly to the floor by the three large men, the gun barrel
pressed tightly against his head, Steve was in a frantic, terrified
state as he looked across the room at his daughter as she cried very
loudly on the mattress.  He felt overheated and the urge to panic was
very strong as he watched her thrashing and rolling around on the
filthy mattress, both hands held tightly over her vagina, her legs
pressed tightly together.  He wanted desperately to go to her but he
was unable to move.  The sound of her loud, mournful crying filled him
with horrible guilt and remorse.  This was the very opposite of the
way he had fantasized it would be and he had no arousal at all at his
daughter's rape, his cock shrunken up in fear between his legs.

Shaking, Steve watched, horrified, as the man who had just brutally
raped his seven-year-old daughter staggered toward him, his body shiny
with sweat.  His heat beat faster as the naked man walked all the way
up to him and squatted down right next to him.  Steve's eyes
immediately went to the man's long, wet, still-erect cock that now
hung just inches from his face, his face flushing as he stared in
fascination at his daughter's blood and shiny vaginal secretions on
the huge red shaft, the thought that it had been forced all the way up
inside of Kisha's vagina hitting him full force.  He could smell his
daughter's vagina on the man's huge shiny, blood-streaked cock.  He
wanted to kill the man, but he was also hoping the men would let them
go now that they had done what they wanted.  And then loud voices from
across the room made him look away from the man's obscene cock back to
where his daughter lay crying on the mattress.

Two men, both completely naked, were standing in front of the mattress
arguing about something.  It didn't take long to figure out what they
were arguing about.  "I'm next!" one of the men said angrily, his face
red. "Fuck that shit!  I been waiting all this time.  Its MY turn"
said the mustached man who had carried Kisha down to the room.  Steve
watched, his heart sinking, as he realized with sickening certainty
that the men weren't finished with Kisha yet.  In fact, they were just
getting started.  He wanted to do something to stop it before any more
harm was done to his daughter, but the gun barrel pressed against his
head made him fear for his own safety and he just watched like a total
coward as the big mustached man won the argument and got up on the
mattress with his daughter.

His long cock sticking rigidly out from shaggy brown pubic hair, Leroy
stood naked on the mattress looking down at the little girl.  She was
in such pain that she didn't even notice Leroy as he stood above her
staring down at her naked body with great excitement.

He had been hard the entire time he was carrying her down to the room,
the feel of her soft, hot little body held tightly against him making
him so stiff he could hardly walk.  It had taken a lot of willpower
not to put his hands under her clothes (what little there were of
them), but he already knew that he was going to get to fuck her, so he
had been patient.  In fact, the second they had gotten her inside the
abandoned building her fate was sealed, and it was understood that all
the men were going to get to fuck her as many times as they wanted.

Leroy had gotten very hard from watching Carl take the little girl's
pussy.  Now that it was finally his turn his cock was like a steel bar
sticking almost straight out from his pelvis as he stared down at the
slender, tanned, completely naked seven-year-old girl lying on the
mattress below him.  He couldn't believe how lucky they were to have
gotten a girl this young and pretty to do whatever they wanted with.
The little girl was "SMOKING HOT!!!"  Even though she had already been
fucked once, she still looked extremely good to Leroy, her tanned skin
all shiny with sweat between her legs.  Before he was done with her he
planned to leave another huge deposit of semen deep inside the girl's
smooth tanned stomach.

Bending down to her suddenly, he grabbed her slender wrists tightly
and yanked her hands roughly away from her pussy, raising them above
her head and holding them tightly down to the mattress as he looked
down between her legs to see what she had been covering up so
tightly.  He saw that she was bleeding steadily from between her legs,
her tanned vagina full of thick white cum.

When he grabbed her wrists, the girl suddenly became aware of him and
looked up into his face.  And then her dark brown eyes looked down at
his fully erect cock and widened in obvious panic, and then she
started screaming and kicking and trying to get away from him.  Leroy
was more than ready for her.  Letting go of her wrists, he grabbed her
upper legs violently and pulled her roughly back out into the middle
of the mattress.  Crying uncontrollably, she said "No! No! No! No! No!
No! No!" in a frantic, pleading voice as her legs were once more
pushed up and held open, and another huge adult cock pressed against
her bleeding vagina and started pushing inside her.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
she screamed at the top of her lungs, crying so hard she could hardly
breathe as the long penis began thrust very hard in and out of her.

Steve was more scared than he had ever been in his life.  Held down
tightly to the gritty cement floor by the three strong men and
drenched in a heavy sweat, he watched in horror as a hand was placed
tightly over Kisha's mouth to silence her screams as his daughter was
brutally raped a second time by the huge man on the mattress with
her.  He felt like he was going to go insane with fear as he watched
the man on top of Kisha's small body, the blood on his thick cock
clearly visible.

Leroy didn't last long inside the girl's tight pussy.  Stiffening, he
came hard, filling the child's vagina with thick, yellowish cum that
overflowed and ran heavily down the crack of her ass.  Pulling out of
her immediately, Leroy stood up and wiped the blood and cum off the
end his dick.  Out of breath, he looked down at the little naked angel
who was the receptacle of his huge load.  She was still conscious, but
barely, her face flushed a deep red, her eyes closed.  She was still
crying but not as loudly now, the purple glitter mascara streaked
heavily down one side of her face.  She didn't close her legs and they
remained openly obscenely, exposing her blood and semen-filled vagina
to every man in the room, including her father.

On the other side of the room, the girl's father was crying, saying
"My baby...my baby..." as he looked across the room at his daughter on the
mattress.  But there was no compassion to be had from these men; only
a grim determination to get everything else they could from his little
girl's body before they were finally done with her.

Jerry couldn't wait any longer.  He knew that if he didn't go now, one
of these guys was going to take her ass, and he wanted to be the first
between those tanned, virgin cheeks.  He had watched as Carl and Leroy
fucked the shit out of the little girl's pussy, but the only thing he
was interested in was her ass.  Ever since he had first seen the
little girl holding her Daddy's hand, his one desire had been to fuck
her virgin asshole. She looked a lot like those six-year-old twins he
had kidnapped from that house that time. He had already raped both
girls repeatedly, and then as an afterthought of what else to do with
them, he decided to fuck one of them in the ass. Getting one of the
twins (the prettier one) up onto her hands and knees, he had violently
anally sodomized her, badly scraping up her knees on his basement
floor in the process.  It was the most exciting, intense sex he had
ever known, and before he was done with those little girls he had
fucked their tanned little asses more than a dozen times each over a
period of several days, until he finally had to get rid of them.  That
had been a long time ago, but he had had a thing for a child ass ever
since.  Now he was dying to go up between the ass-cheeks of this
tanned little angel.

He wanted her awake and feeling it when he got up inside her ass.
Getting over her body, he slapped her face very hard until she came
fully awake.  The child opened her eyes, her face red, and looked up
into his face.  She started crying louder.  Jerry let her cry as he
unfastened and dropped his pants. His nine-inch cock sprang out rock
hard and more than ready for the task at hand.  Gripping the girl's
body, he turned her over onto her stomach, and then reached under her
and pulled her up onto her knees.  He stared at her flawless ass-
cheeks, very excited that her asshole was totally virgin.  He planned
to change that forever with his huge, fully erect cock that was
sticking almost straight out from his pelvis, inches away from the
child's tanned ass-cheeks.

"Hold her up onto her knees", he told Carl, who held the girl up while
Jerry placed his hands on her ass-cheeks and spread them wide apart,
as far as they would go, exposing the small dark bud of her asshole
hidden deep inside the crack.  Then he got the bottle of lubricant
that he had bought at an adult bookstore. The oil was called "Satanica
Easy-Glide" and it was intended to be used for anal sex.  The writing
on the bottle said that it guaranteed to make Anal Sex an enjoyable
and painless experience for both partners.  That one of those partners
would be an unwilling little seven-year-old girl was probably
something that the makers of the anal lube had never considered, but
Jerry planned to make it a very enjoyable experience for himself even
if it was not so enjoyable for the little girl.

He felt the girl's body shudder as the hot-spiced anal lubricant was
squirted heavily against her asshole and his large fingers rubbed the
oil in heavily between her ass-cheeks.  When he was done her small ass-
cheeks gleamed with oil in the dim light of the room.  After coating
his cock with oil also, Jerry brought his cockhead up to the girl's
ass, sliding it up and down her oily crack until he found her
asshole.  The girl whimpered and her body stiffened as Jerry's swollen
cockhead pushed up tightly against her anus but she made no attempt to
pull away from it.   She was hurt too badly at this point to move.

Positioning himself on his knees above her, Jerry pushed hard up the
child's narrow anal canal until he reached shit, and then he started
fucking her ass as hard and deep as he could.  Her tiny ass gripped
him like a vise, as he wrapped both of his strong arms tightly around
her slender rib-cage and thrust very hard in and out of her.  Held up
onto her knees, the girl's back arched repeatedly as Jerry's huge cock
stabbed deeply in and out of her well-lubricated asshole, her mouth
open wide and body stiffening as she reacted to the very hard, deep
anal penetrations.

"YOU-LITTLE-FUCKIN'-BITCH!" Jerry said loudly into her ear as he
fucked the child's tight asshole, his grip so tight on her tiny waist
he was leaving large purple bruises on her sweaty, tanned flesh.   He
could smell the acrid odor of her shit as he fucked the child's
asshole faster and faster, quickly heading toward a mind-blowing
ejaculation deep inside her bowels.  And then he came.

Bent all the way over her small back, Jerry whispered his obscene love
for her as he emptied the entire creamy contents of his balls inside
hers red hot asshole as it involuntarily gripped and clamped down on
him very firmly.  Her eyes remained closed and the tone of her loud
crying did not change as the hot jets of adult semen shot high up into
her rectum, until there was nothing left to shoot and Jerry lay on her
small sweat-soaked back and let his cock spasm inside of her hot anal
cavity.  Jerry rested in her for a long time, his cock still buried to
the hilt inside her tightly constricting, semen-filled asshole, his
arms still tightly embracing her sweaty little body.  And then he
pulled out of her.

His long cock slid out of her tight ass in a huge rush of cum and he
fell back onto the sweat-soaked mattress beside her, gasping for
breath and covered with sweat from head to toe.  After resting for
awhile, he got up to check out the damage he had done.  She was lying
on her side, panting shallowly, her entire upper body covered in large
goose-bumps as she shivered and shuddered in reaction to the very hard
anal intercourse.  His cock was streaked with shit and blood and
glistening anal secretions.  Completely drained, he got off the
mattress to let the other men have her now that he had gotten what he
wanted

The rapes went on for another hour as all the rest of the men sexually
assaulted the child on the mattress, some more than once.  She was
forced to suck two more cocks, getting choked each time when the men
ejaculated in her mouth.  One of the men jacked off on her as she lay
crying on the mattress.  She didn't move as the long strands of ropy
semen splattered down onto her tanned stomach, chest, face, and hair.
Carl was the last one to have her, grunting loudly as he deposited a
third load of semen deep inside her fluid-filled rectum.  Finally it
was over.

=======================================================

Kisha lay on her side in a fetal position on the sweat-soaked
mattress, her slender, light brown body wet and gleaming with sweat as
she continued to cry hoarsely.  Standing around her were the six big
men who had raped her repeatedly for the last hour and a half, most of
them still naked and out of breath.  Deep inside her seven-year-old
vagina, hundreds of millions of squirming sperm cells from all six men
swam through the bloody semen searching in vain for the egg they were
supposed to fertilize.  Her anus was wide open and throbbing, a steady
stream of blood-and-shit-tinged semen leaking heavily from it down to
the filthy mattress below her ass.  She was bleeding badly from both
the vagina and asshole.  If she survived, she would need emergency
surgery to close the large tears opened in her vagina and rectum by
the men's huge penises.  But the decision had already been made that
she wasn't going to survive.  She had the DNA of all six men inside
her body, and was a one-way ticket to a lethal injection for them all
if she was found.  They were going to have put her somewhere where
nobody would ever find her.  There was semen all over the mattress,
and also a large amount of the girl's blood.  They were going to have
to get rid of the mattress too.

They first shot the father in the back of the head, and then one of
the men killed the little girl by strangling her. They kept the girl's
thong and halter top as a souvenir.  Getting the car keys from the
man's pocket, Carl went to go find the man's car.  Emerging from the
abandoned building, he squinted in the bright sunlight and wiped the
sweat out of his eyes as he made his way back to the hole in the
fence.  The sex offenders across the street were all staring at him as
he walked back up the street to find the man's car...

====================================================================================

Very late that night the dark green Cadillac Seville drove very slowly
into the huge landfill in the next county.  The two bodies and the
rolled-up mattress were buried deep inside the huge pile of trash
inside the large pit with the bulldozer parked beside it.  Driving
away from the landfill, the men felt confident that the evidence of
what they had done would be buried with the trash when it was covered
over.

The End

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