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***** WARNING *****
The following text file contains sexual situations which
may not meet every one's reading expectations. If you are
offended by Children having sex, Children having sex with other
children, incest, B&D, S&M or Children being tortured. Then
you will want to exit this file right now and DELETE IT
IMMEDIATELY, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!
You will not hurt my feelings if this type of material
offends you and you delete it from your system.
If you are a really twisted fuck, then read on and enjoy the
story.
This story is a fantasy written for ADULT entertainment only. If
you don't want children harmed by this material, then do not
show it to them. Any endeavor to reenact or reproduce any of
these stories in real life may be illegal or carry certain
restrictions. For example: In some parts or South America and
Africa you would need parental consent before doing many of the
thing depicted in this story. In other countries you would not
need parental consent as long as you worked for the government
or military. The Author, of course knows the difference between
fantasy and reality and assumes no liability for such actions.
WARNING!!!!
This story, in 10 parts is about a young (12 yr.) girl who
is abducted by a stranger. She is then systematically tortured
for several weeks. She then joins with her abuser in a classic
example of "Embracing the corrupter" Together they capture
more children (5 yr.. to 17 yr..) and torture them to death. As
of the 10th chapter they now have 4 children working together
abducting, raping, torturing and discarding/selling young bodies
as fast as they can process them. You may feel that this is an
EXTREMELY sick story so if this description doesn't sound like
like your cup of tea. Delete it immediately! - The Ripper
ripper2@hotmail.com
The Shoplifter Part 1
The drive took over an hour. I didn't mind tho. I kept thinking
about what I had in the trunk and what I was going to do to her.
She was 12 years old, blonde and with a firm, trim body.
The snatch had been easy, I had been out of town on a business
trip when I stopped at the local mall. It was about 7 O'clock in
the evening. While I was passing the jewelry counter of one of
the department stores I saw her. She was in the cosmetics
department and she looked guilty, like she was up to something.
After awhile I saw what it was. She slipped what looked like a
lipstick into the front of her jeans. As she started to walk
away, I looked to see if store security was shadowing her. - no
one in sight. I followed her as she left the store. What an
opportunity! The only problem was that this girl was only about
11 or 12 years old. I used to read stories about pedo fucks on
the internet and it used to enrage me, I mean the thought of
capturing a child and torturing them to death was something so
far out there that anyone even thinking such things should be
shot. Much better to capture and torture to death an adult
college student or two... Or was it? A College student might be
married and would leave behind a husband and maybe kids. It
would be unfair to them to kill their mother/wife. But, a child
would also be lighter and easier to control. What about safe
sex? A child would most likely be free of the deadly AIDS
virus.. But a child can't please a man the way a woman could.
they just don't have the experience nor the fully developed
bodies... I had to make a decision, grab this girl if a could
or wait for another time when I might find an 18 year old out of
gas on the freeway.... What's the difference I finally decided,
They will both scream. They will both thrash around in agony as
the pain consumes them. If I was caught by the police I would be
out of jail in 2 or 3 years in any case because the pot smokers
are taking up all of the space. Besides, I could teach a child
to please a man....
As she approached the entrance where my car was parked I caught
up to her and said "Don't you think you should pay for that?"
She stopped dead in her tracks. Other people were passing back
and forth but I'd said it quietly and no one paid any attention
to us. Her mouth opened and closed and color came to her face.
"Come with me young lady" I said as I walked out of the mall and
into the parking lot. She followed me to my car, she started to
say that she was sorry and she'd put it back but I said "We'll
talk at my office" I asked her what her name was and how old she
was. She said her name was Kimmy Dunskirk and she just turned 12
last week. I asked her if her mother knew what she was doing at
the mall. Her answer was a sullen "No." We got to my car, I
unlocked the passenger door and held it open for her. As she
was getting in, I asked her if her mother would be home right
now. She said that yes, her mother would be home but please
don't call her, She'd just kill her if she found out. I told her
that she should have thought about the consequences before she
started shoplifting at one of my stores. I also told Kimmy that
when we got to the corporate office we would be calling her
mother and telling her all about what her daughter was doing at
the mall.
I got in the car, started it up and backed out of the stall. I
then put it in drive and headed for the exit. As I was getting
on the freeway the first pangs of alarm hit her "where are we
going? I live just two blocks that way, on Emerald street" she
said. "we handle shoplifters at the corporate office on the east
side. Don't you worry, if your mother can't drive over there to
pick you up then the police will give you a ride home" That
seemed to satisfy her and she sat back and started to cry.
We rode in silence for some time, then I needed to distract her
and prepare her for what was to come later.
I glanced at her and said "You know, we've been watching you
girls for some time now. Where are the others tonight?"
She looked up at me with confusion "what others?"
"Don't you play dumb with me! We have you all on camera. You
come in usually 2-3 at a time and make off with whatever you can
carry out the door!"
"Not me! This is only my first time doing anything like this! I
, I .. I don't know what you are talking about." she said with
more than a hint of confusion in her voice.
"We also want to know where you are storing the stuff. 2 or 3
thousand dollars worth of cosmetics is just a little too much 3
or 4 preteen girls to use for themselves."
She really started crying in earnest now, She said that I must
have gotten the wrong girl because she was alone and didn't
usually go to the mall but her mother thinks that she is at her
friends house and she only stole stuff a few times and just an
eye shadow or lipstick to play grownup with.
"What's your friends name?" I asked her.
"Carol" she said.
"So. You lied to your mother and told her that you were going to
Carols house and YOU LIED TO ME AND SAID THAT YOU NEVER STOLE
ANYTHING BEFORE!" I shouted at the terrified girl.
During this time I had taken an exit and drove to the area where
I had my sales meeting earlier that day. It was an industrial
area and I just looked for a building that didn't have any cars
parked around it. I found one that didn't have any cars for
about a block on each side and drove around to the back. Once
there I grabbed Kimmy by the wrist and hauled her out of the car
on the drivers side. Then I twisted her arm behind her back and
marched her to the back of the car. She started to inhale as if
to scream and I put more presser on her arm and that stopped
that. I doubted that anyone would hear her but there would be
time and a place for screaming later.
I opened the trunk and reached in with one hand and opened the
toolbox I had in there. Lifting out the top tray I grabbed a
handful of nylon ties that I use for my work. I wrapped one
around the wrist I had hold of and wrapped another around her
other wrist and looped it through the first one I tightened them
both so that it would hold without cutting off the circulation
to her hands.
"What are you doing?" she gasped.
"I am tired of you kids just waltzing off with whatever you
please and then lying your way out of it. I replied. "The ride
might not be too comfortable but I'm sorry, I don't have a
blanket for you to lay on."
With that, I pushed her into the trunk, Grabbed an ankle,
trapped the other ankle under it and put the nylon ties around
her ankles and then attached them to her wrists. I put the
toolbox together and pushed it out of the way while I slid her
legs sideways so that I could close the trunk. During this time
she was screaming her little head off. The closed trunk lid
muffled most of it but I searched around in the trash bins until
I found a short rope and a dirty cloth.
I opened the trunk and leaned in while I fashioned a gag for
this child. Once attached, I looked at this 12 year old scared
and defenseless girl and grew hard - I couldn't wait!
I whispered into her ear: "While we're going to a more private
place I want you to think about the names and addresses of your
partners, and about were you and Carol have hidden the stuff you
stole from me." With that I closed the trunk and started off.
I had been hoping for an opportunity like this for months. When
I bought the house I explained to the contractor that I am a
musician. I got his help in soundproofing the basement and
adding additional electrical outlets for the amplifiers. I also
had him add a restroom with shower and auxiliary exhaust fan so
that I could convert part of my basement into a weight room and
not have the whole house stink of sweat. He wanted to put the
exhaust in the upper wall and just connect it with the outside
air but I told him it would help the resale value if it went all
the way to the roof. I also reminded him that I am a musician
and did not want the neighbors calling the police every time I
had to practice. I had enough of hearing sensitive neighbors
delaying my work.. No more.
I drove into the garage and waited until the automatic door
closed behind us. I then went back and opened the trunk.
The first thing I noticed was the wetness of her jeans and the
faint odor of urine. I reached into the toolbox and got some
wire cutters and freed her legs. It was a few minutes before she
could stand on them and then I escorted this scared little girl
into the house. "Are you hungry?" I asked. Getting no response I
led her into the basement and closed both the heavy door I
replaced the regular one with and the heavy door I added to keep
it soundproofed while I went in and out.
After closing and locking the doors I guided Kimmy into the
center of the room. I took a moment to look her up and down. She
was about 5'3" Blonde hair that curved gracefully to her
shoulder blades. In addition to her now wet faded blue jeans she
was wearing a yellow pullover shirt and a brown belt. Her face
was well defined and her torso gently tapered to her waist. her
12 year old breasts were heaving softly with her breathing, each
one of her breasts seemed to be the size of an egg. I couldn't
wait to see, feel and taste them for myself. Her hips seemed
about the same width as her chest and I thought that she looked
very sexy.
She was rather unsteady as she stood there watching me. She
still had her gag in but I saw that it was coming loose so I
removed it. She started to inhale, preparing to scream but I
raised a hand and told her to stop it. She did.
I cut her wrists free and told her to sit on a folding chair I
brought out for her. Then I took a seat facing her.
"Now," I said.
"Let's talk about were you girls hid all the stuff that you
stole"
She inhaled and waving her hands said "I think you must have the
wrong girl because, yes, I took the lipstick OK, but I am not
involved with anyone else and the only things I have is at my
house and it's just lipstick and some rouge and nail polish and
I'll gladly pay for all the things I took `cause I have an
allowance OK,?"
I said: "We have you on camera, I've been watching you for
weeks! Don't you play innocent with me! First you said this was
your first time, then you said you had stolen a lipstick and eye
shadow! Now you've just said that you have nail polish and rouge
at your house! You are the right girl all right and I am going
to get your friends too."
She started to cry and get hysterical at this point saying over
and over that she didn't know what I was talking about. And
please let her go and that she would pay for the things that she
took. I just sat there and looked at her during this time,
Finally, I walked up to her, took her face in one hand and
slapped her with the other hand.
"SHUT UP!" I shouted
she started to moan and rock back and forth.
I said "Where is the lipstick that you stole tonight? Are you
trying to hide it from me?
She stopped moaning and looked down at the front of her jeans.
There was the bulge that she had stuffed down her pants earlier
that evening.
"Give it here" I demanded.
She looked uncomfortable and her face started turning a deep
shade of red
"NOW!" I screamed at her
she reach into her pants and after a little groping got hold of
the lipstick and pulled it out. I took it from her and looked at
it, then I gave it a sniff. "Did you piss your pants young
lady?" I asked in a gentle tone
"Y,Y,Yes sir in the car it was a long ride and I ..." She
stopped talking when she looked at me .
"Well we're just going to have to clean you up a bit" I said.
"Take off your clothes and get in the shower over there.
She just looked at me. "Let me help you" I said gently.
I walked over to her and took her by the arm. She started to
struggle shouting "NO!"
I twisted her arm behind her back and walked her over to a work
table that was strewn with electronic parts and tools. I picked
up the stun gun I had laying there and, pressing the button,
arced the 120,000 volt device in front of her face. She stopped
struggling and I told her that if she didn't do what I say it
would be bad for her.
I released the arm behind her back and took her upper arm in one
hand and the stun gun in the other and told her to pick up the
rope and the handcuffs. On the way to the shower I had her bring
the chair also.
Once inside the 5 ft by 6 ft shower area I told her not to move
while I stood on the chair and ran the rope through one of the
eye bolts attached to the ceiling for just this purpose. I then
told her to put the handcuffs on, threatening her with the stun
gun while she complied with my orders. I tied the rope to the
chain in the handcuffs and pulled her arms over her head. Once
Kimmy was secured I set the stun gun down, walked up to her and
placed my hands on her waist. Man! She felt good! I could feel
the firm muscles in her abdomen move while she shifted her
weight from one foot to the other. I looked into Kimmy's face
while I gently ran my hands up and down her sides. she looked
scared and her legs started trembling. "We need to clean you up
a bit." I said as I slipped my hands under Kimmys shirt and felt
her bare flesh. It was beautiful! I didn't touch her breasts
directly but the edge of my hands rubbed against the sides of
Kimmy's breasts as I continued to gently rub and caress Kimmy's
lovely skin from her waist to her armpits on both sides.
Kimmy was not having a good day. Tears were streaming down her
pretty little face and her legs continued to tremble.
After a while I lifted Kimmy's shirt over her head and up her
arms to where the handcuffs were. "Hold this" I said as I put
the shirt into Kimmy's bound hands. I held her at arms length
while I admired Kimmy's beautiful body. Summer had just started
so there were no tan lines. Just a soft white expanse of flesh
from her graceful neck to her firm belly
"Give me your foot." I ordered.
She hesitated a bit but lifted her foot and allowed me to take
hold of it. I pulled off her shoe and sock and then asked for
her other foot. I carefully removed her shoe and sock. I held
her foot for some time admiring the softness and warmth of it.
As I held her foot in my hand, I gently ran a fingernail across
the soft underside. She jerked and gasped as she tried to pull
away. Good, She was ticklish too. I released her foot and took
hold of her jeans and started to undo them.
"What are you doing?" Kimmy asked fearfully.
"I have to clean you up, don't I?"
I undid her pants and grabbing both sides at the hips, slowly
uncovered her pubic region. What a sight! Smooth, warm flesh
blended together and formed her pussy lips. She was just
starting to get a few wisps of hair down there. I wanted to
stick my face in there and run my tongue up and down it's
length- but there was plenty of time for that later, For now I
had a job to do. I pulled her jeans down to her ankles and had
her step out of them. I then removed the chair and clothing from
the shower stall.
I went upstairs and brought down my camcorder and a tripod. It
took just a moment to set it up. I plugged the camcorder into
the wall outlet so that I wouldn't have to worry about the
batteries. I aimed it into the shower stall. I thought about
wearing a mask so I would not be recognized if the tape fell
into the wrong (right) hands, but I decided that I wanted the
full experience with young Kimmy.
I hooked a hose up to the spigot that was mounted on the wall
near the regular shower faucet controls and placed an adjustable
garden sprayer on the end of it. Turning on the water I adjusted
the stream to a heavy spay and made sure the water temperature
was warm.
I Turned to face Kimmy's frightened form in the shower. "No...
Don't hurt me ! Please.." She wailed as I picked up the stun gun
and approached her trebling body.
"Now, listen up." I said. "You could have been in here taking a
nice warm shower alone. But no, you had to be disobedient and
talk back to me. When I want you to say something I will tell
you. Until then, shut up! Or you will get some of this!" With
that I touched the stun gun to her belly and pressed the button.
"Yiieee" Kimmy screamed as her body jerked in a sudden spasm.
Kimmy screamed again as I touched her chest with the probe. I
gave attention to her left nipple, her buttocks and under her
arms deep within her armpits. She hung there catching her
breath. Her legs had given out and she was being supported by
her handcuff bound wrists.
"Don't you make a sound unless I ask you too. Do you understand
you lying bitch?"
"Yees, Yes, OK, just don't hurt me any more." she pleaded.
"Did you just talk more that you should? Let me show you again
what happens when you disobey me or talk back."
With that I started spraying the water on her legs. Slowly going
higher to her crotch and up to her chest and finally I was
spraying her whole body with the warm water. She had regained
her feet by now and looked at me with both fear and relief
because I was not hurting her as she expected. That was to be
short lived however as I set the hose down and shut off the
water. I asked for her foot and she lifted her right leg. I
grasped the underside of her ankle and said "This is what
happens to bitches that speak out of turn or who lie to me and
don't do what I ask of them." as I placed the stun gun onto the
sole of her foot. She started to scream even before I pressed
the button. Kimmy's foot was wet and as you know, electricity
works a lot better when the skin is wet. I pushed the button for
a quick 1/4 second burst and as her body jerked her left foot
lost its grip on the tile floor and she came down with her
weight on her wrists again. I was a little concerned that she
might break an arm or something but she only weighed about 90
pounds so I guess There was no danger.
I had Kimmy firmly by one ankle and her body swayed from the
eyebolt in the ceiling. I pressed the stungun into her foot
again for a 1 second bust and then another. Kimmy was screaming
and jerking and it was all I could do to hang onto her twitching
leg as I zapped her a good long one for about 10 seconds. I
paused and let her catch her breath as she tried to get her left
leg under her so she could take the weight off of her wrists.
"So, The lesson here is DON'T SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TOO." As I
pressed the button for a 30 second burst. "AND DON'T EVER LIE TO
ME." as I pressed the button for a full minute. During this
minute Kimmy tried to kick me with her free leg and her screams
were not as loud as I expected because She couldn't catch her
breath enough put any force behind it. Her struggles seemed to
fade as I continued to press the electrodes into her soft sole.
Finally, I put the stungun away and just watched as Kimmy
recovered from this assault. It was hard to tell but I think she
pissed herself during her punishment. I sprayed her down again
but this time with cold water. When I finished hosing her down,
Kimmy was hanging by her wrists with her legs still trying to
move enough to get under her and take the pressure off of her
arms.
I checked the rope to be sure that It would not come free and
then went out. After locking up the house and making sure no one
was lurking around I went to the local late-night Walmart store
to get some things for the numerous torture sessions Kimmy and I
were to enjoy over the next several weeks.
She was standing When I came back. She looked tired and was
probably hungry too. I released her from the hand cuffs and
walked her back to the chair she was sitting in earlier. I saw
that her wrists were red and she was rubbing them like they were
sore. I went to the little refrigerator and got her some ice in
a plastic baggie. She was quite a sight: a naked 12 year old
holding an ice pack between her wrists while shivering with the
cold!
Do you need to use the bathroom? I asked. "Yes, please" she
replied.
"Are you hungry?" I asked.
"I'm starved!" she said gratefully.
"Go ahead and use the bathroom, it's right next to the shower."
I told her pointing.
She went to the bathroom while I pulled a McDonalds bag from the
sack I brought home. I also readjusted the camcorder to point at
the chair Kimmy would be sitting in shortly. Of course what I
needed was an assistant who could run the camera while I
tortured my victims.- Well, we can't have everything. When Kimmy
was done in the bathroom she came back and sat down looking at
the McDonald's bag.
"So," I asked, "Where did you girls hide all that stuff?"
"Nowhere, I don't have what you are looking for" She said.
"Come over here" I Said, leading her to a sawhorse one side of
the room. On the way I stopped to redirect the camera to the
next area of entertainment.
I pulled it out a little way so that there would be enough light
and had little Kimmy stand facing it with her legs spread.
I used some rope and tied each of her young shapely legs to two
of the sawhorses legs. I then bent Kimmy over the sawhorse and
tied her wrists to the other legs.
I was starting to get aroused again. Kimmy's young shapely ass
was sticking up in the air, the backs of her lovely legs
stretched taunt and her back curving forward exposing her
backbone. I took a minute and touched each of her vertebrae from
her tailbone to her neck. You see, one of the tortures I had
planed for Kimmy was to drill into her spinal column and inject
some drain cleaner (Sulfuric acid) to irritate the nerves in
there. I didn't want to do that this week thou. I didn't want to
do anything that would permanently disfigure or injure her
lovely body.... In addition to torturing young Kimmy, I wanted
to make love to her willing body, therefore, all of her parts
needed to be in working order.
I spread her ass cheeks and admired her pussy lips and asshole
up close. Kimmy was breathing slowly and just waiting, knowing
that she couldn't change what was to happen. I pulled a flat
piece of wood from the bag I got that night and Said "one more
time Kimmy, Where did you hide the stuff?" Of course I knew that
she had no idea of what I was talking about, part of Kimmys'
torture was that she had no way to stop the pain and abuse that
was to come.
"where's the stuff you stole Kimmy!" I stopped to check the
camera... Good, It was framed right on Kimmy's sweet young and
tender ass and her lovely face was visible as her head hung
down. Her face would not be in view while she moved her head
around but I figured that it would be in this position enough of
the time.
I walked up to her with the paddle in hand.
She started crying and saying that she didn't know what I was
talking about. I went over to my workbench and used the drill to
make holes in the business end of my paddle. I then returned and
said "Well, if this is the way you want it my dear..."
I swung it with good solid swing coming from up high and slicing
down to her buttocks. I knew she could see it coming from her
position draped over the sawhorse like she was. I saw her butt
muscles tense just before impact. "Yeeiiiaa!" She screamed.
Then she screamed again even tho I only hit her once. Her head
bounced up and her hands and feet clenched and unclenched a few
times. "Where is it bitch!?" I asked, then immediately swung and
connected with her other ass cheek. "Ahhhii" she screamed again
and again as I paddled her butt good. I spaced the strokes out
so that she would not pass out or anything like that. After
about 5 minutes, every stroke seemed to get a little less of a
response from her. I was tempted to hit her harder but I did not
want to split the skin or leave any deep bruising. I spanked her
for about 15 minutes and quit because my arm was getting tired.
Kimmy was slumped over the sawhorse still twitching and
screaming in pain for several minutes. Her Buttocks were bright
red from the paddling and saliva and snot where dripping from
her nose and mouth, getting into her hair that was touching the
cold concrete floor. Her breaths came shallow and raggedly like
she was having trouble finding the strength. Maybe it had
something to do with the fact that she was laying with all of
her weight supported on her diaphram on top on the sawhorse.
It was about 11:30 PM and I had to go to work in the morning. To
finish out Kimmy's first night of torture I grabbed a jar of
Vaseline and a canister of pepper spray sold for self defense.
I approached Kimmy and rubbed her ass cheeks gently. She was
moaning softly in pain. I told her : "This is what happens when
you don't do what I ask." I then held my breath as I sprayed
Kimmy's ass cheeks, asshole and pussy lips with a good coating
from the pepper spray canister. I then stepped over and
activated the exhaust fan to clear the fumes. Kimmy started to
moan louder and stir a bit as I put on a pair of rubber gloves
and scooped a handful of Vaseline out of the jar. I spread the
Vaseline over all the areas where I had sprayed her. The
Vaseline was to help Kimmy's already abused skin absorb the
pepper and to keep Kimmys' body from flushing the irritant out
as the poor girl sweated. Within moments the pepper was having
the intended effect. Kimmy's Ass was wiggling and the muscles in
her young tender legs were pumping and her abdomen was heaving
and of course, Kimmy's tired lungs were once again getting their
exercise as she started screaming again, saying that it hurt and
she didn't know where the stuff was hidden.
I prepared to go upstairs and found the McDonalds bag where I
had left it. Too stale by now for me so I unwrapped the food and
placed it where Kimmy could see it during the long night. I left
the lights on and went upstairs for something to eat and to go
to bed. As I lay in bed my thoughts kept going back to the sweet
innocent child locked up in my basement and the pain she was
experiencing and the pain and sex to come. I wondered if I
should go down and check on my little girl When I realized that
the tape had been set to 2 hour recording and the tape should be
just about finished. I took a blank tape and went downstairs to
my prize. the first thing I checked was the camcorder. It was
still running so I waited.
Kimmy was still awake but did not seem to notice me. she was
moaning in a high pitched squeal kind of moan. her ass and pussy
lips were a deep red color and she was sweating. I thought about
giving her some water but decided that a little dehydration
never hurt anyone. Her ass muscles would clench once in a while
and her moaning would increase or decrease. Finally the tape
stopped and I went about the task of inserting the new tape. I
kept it set to 2 hour mode so that I would get the best picture
possible. When I closed it up, Kimmy must have heard the tape
compartment shut because she noticed me and said "Please...
PLEASE stop doing this to me! I'll do anything you want it
hurts.. It HURTS A LOT! Please... Please stop it..."
I didn't say anything, With a last glance to be sure the camera
was rolling I picked up the paddle and approached my helpless
little prisoner. Kimmy started screaming and getting hysterical,
Straining against her bonds she cried out " NO!.. NOOO! please,
DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!.. I'LL DIE... PLEASE!"
I lined it up and gave her a good smack across her left buttock.
Kimmy let out her loudest yell yet. Man that must have hurt! I
lined up on her other check and the board whistled through the
air and landed with a resounding SMACK! Kimmy stiffened and then
collapsed. I thought I killed her but with relief I saw that she
was still breathing. I took the stun gun and zapped her face a
few times to wake her up. She came around slowly and just lay
there at first. then she blinked a couple of times and her face
screwed up in pain again. I left for the night and had restless
sleep until my alarm clock went off. I had set it for 1 hour
early and I was tired but, it was time to get up. I thought
about calling in sick but I had plans for Kimmy and was afraid
that I might kill her too soon if I gave her too much attention.
I didn't bother to put any clothes on before going downstairs to
see Kimmy. When I reached her, I noticed the smell. not only had
Kimmy shit, but she also vomited too. Kimmy was asleep. Her ass
was still red. Her legs were still stretched taunt with a little
pile of shit on the floor between them. Her upside-down face was
covered with vomit.
I went into the shower area, turned on the exhaust fan and
returned with a damp cloth. I gently wiped her face with it
returning a couple of times to rinse the cloth out. I then wiped
her ass to get the remaining shit off of her. She woke up
during this procedure but I ignored her and just continued with
wiping her face and ass up. I then cleaned up the shit, piss and
vomit from the floor.
I came back to Kimmy and said "It's over now honey, Hold on
while I get you cleaned up." I don't know what she thought about
seeing me naked with a stiff cock but she didn't make it an
issue and neither did I.
I Pulled a folding table into the shower area. I then went to
Kimmy and untied her arms. I told her to just relax and let me
do the work. She did not have the strength anyway and so she
just lay there slumped over the sawhorse. I then went to her
feet and gently ticked one of them. She let out a gasp and her
toes clenched in an effort to get away. "Just relax, I was just
checking your reflexes. You are going to be just fine dear."
with that she started to sob. I untied her legs and checked for
damage. Aside for a little rope burn and some mild bruising
little Kimmy looked none the worst for wear.
Now for the pepper spray.
I reached a hand between Kimmy's legs and another hand on her
chest and lifted her gently off of the sawhorse. "Just relax I
cooed" while I carried her limp form to the table in the shower
area and laid her down on her stomach. Kimmy looked at me with
apprehension as I put a rope around her wrist and secured them
to each other under the table. I did not tie her legs this time.
"We have to get that stuff off of you, honey. You've been
punished enough for one day." I explained as I turned on the
hose with the sprayer. after making sure the water was cool I
let it run onto Kimmy's asschecks and cunt lips. She was
obviously still in pain because she flinched as the water
touched her ass and her legs moved and stretched as she regained
their use. I used dishwashing soap on her ass and rubbed it in
while getting no small thrill from caressing this young girl's
ass and legs. I rinsed her often and reapplied soap in an
attempt to neutralize the pain giving irritant I so carefully
contaminated her body with. I could see that the pepper spay had
a slight brownish color and I kept at it until I got it all off
of her ass and legs. During this time Kimmy was struggling
against her bonds. with her arms bound under the table, she
mostly just kicked her feet and moaned in pain as I scrubbed and
caressed her firm young body. After about 15 minutes of cleaning
her beautiful young and shapely ass, I stopped and told her it
was time to clean her pussy now. Kimmy looked like she wanted to
protest until I asked her if she would rather I leave the stuff
on her? Her body relaxed and I untied her hands. "turn over dear
and let's get started" I said gently. She hesitated but rolled
over for me. "OK, now I need your help." I said to the still
frightened child.
I lifted her right leg, bent it at the knee and pushed it back
so that her knee was above her chest. "Hold that right there" I
said placing her right hand on her lower thigh just behind her
knee. I did the same with the left leg and there she was, Lying
on her back, holding her own legs open so I could work on her.
I took a soapy wash cloth and gently placed it over her slightly
parted 12 yr. old pussy lips. Gently I rubbed and caressed as I
washed the young girl from the top of her young pubic mound to
her anus. She stiffened a few times during this but she was
basically being very brave and she never let go of her legs.
After cleaning her up to where I thought I'd gotten most of the
irritant off of Kimmy's skin, I set the wash cloth down and
leaning forward I carefully touched my tongue to Kimmy's still
sore cunt. She gasped, released her legs and brought them down
preventing me from continuing the experiment. I straightened up
and just glared at her with a spiteful look. She looked back,
frightened. I just kept staring at her and Kimmy slowly raised
her sweet young legs and exposed her young virgin (and red)
pussy for my attentions. Again I gently leaned forward and,
being careful not to hurt her, I licked her sweet cunt from
just forward of her tight puckered anus to the top of her clit.
Then I did it again. After a few times I told Kimmy to pull back
farther on her legs. She complied willingly and I was able to
give her asshole the attention it deserved. She stiffened as my
tongue touched her anus and I swirled in all around the area
coming back to lap across her asshole a few times before
returning to her cunt.
I straightened up and patted Kimmys inner thigh as I said "Thank
you Kimmy. that felt great. Have you let anyone do that with you
before?" "N, No." she stammered as I released her leg and asked
her how she felt. Kimmy did not answer so I said "I bet you are
hungry, tired and sore from head to toe aren't you" I said
smiling and trying to make a joke of it.
"Yes." She said and attempted a weak smile of her own.
"Well, we got you cleaned up, the pain should go away shortly.
Do you like eggs?" I asked
"yes" She said
"how do you like them cooked" I asked
"Scrambled"
"me too" I said.
"Stay right there" I said to Kimmy as I went out of the shower
area. I soon spotted what I was looking for and wheeled the
rollaway bed to the center of the room and unfolded it. It was
already made up so I just pulled the covers down and returned to
Kimmy. Taking a towel I started to dry this young child off.
Then I stopped, gave the towel to Kimmy and said "Here honey,
finish drying yourself while I start breakfast" With that I left
the room locking the doors behind me.
I fried up 5 eggs, made some toast and orange juice from
concentrate and returned to the basement with a plate of food
and a glass of orange juice. As I opened the second door I saw
that my little princes did not remain on the table as I had
hoped. she was standing next to the table with the towel in her
hand. I did not look at her, but instead kept my gaze on the bed
I had made up for her. I went to the bed and set the plate on it
and the glass on the floor. Only then did I look at Kimmy. she
had slowly turned and climbed onto the table. obviously not
wanting to displease me. I approached her and laying a hand on
her bare ass and asked her if she thought she could walk over to
the bed Or if she wanted me to carry her. Before she could
answer, I gently kissed her on the forehead. I then stepped back
and waited for my answer. "I think I can walk." she said and
slowly climbed off of the table again. I led her to the bed and
told her to sit and eat while I tried to find something for her
to wear. I went back upstairs grabbed an old tee shirt and my
breakfast plate and went downstairs to join her.
When I got back downstairs, Kimmy was just sitting on the bed
with an empty plate and an empty glass. "You must be hungry." I
said "Here, you can have some of mine."
I sat down next to her naked body, my hip touching hers and a
hard on that would not quit. I sat my plate on her lap, placed a
hand on her shoulder and using my free hand speared some eggs
and held it in front of Kimmy's face. She reached up like she
was going to take the fork but I said that I was going to feed
her and that she should just relax and enjoy it. As I fed Kimmy
one bite at a time, I caressed her shoulders, neck and back. I
also slid my hand down to her trim little hip and caressed the
outer side of her thigh and ass cheek. Of course, she did not
want me to touch her at all but after seeing what I could do to
her helpless little body, I'm sure that she did not want to
anger me. My hand traveled up her young hip all the way to her
armpit. Then I slid my hand forward to her chest and down to her
tit. I kept my hand there gently massaging her tit and nipple.
Oh! It felt so soft and warm! As I moved my hand down her chest
to her bare stomach It seemed like she breathed a sigh of
relief. She was just letting me touch her naked body because she
knew that she was powerless to stop me from doing anything I
wanted to do. Well, a few more torture sessions and she would
welcome a gentle touch.
after she finished the second plate of eggs I set the plates
aside and held up the tee shirt I had found. It had the name of
one of the products I sell and was extra large. "Stand over here
and let's see how this will fit." I said. I helped Kimmy pull
the shirt on and, placing my hands on her now covered hips, I
admired her slender body. the shirt was the perfect length. It
came down to just below her ass cheeks. "I'm going back to the
mall to look for your friends." I said. "Don't you be trying to
leave. You stole thousands of dollars worth of stuff and I will
get it back or you will pay me back every cent of it."
"But.." She started to say.
"No! Don't say another word about why you're here and don't EVER
ask me when you can go home. Home for you is right here until I
recover what you have stolen from me or until you have repaid
what you owe me. It's going to be hard to find a job for a girl
your age that doesn't have any skills, but I'll try to think of
something you can do.. In the meantime, I will continue to look
for your friends and the place you have hidden my property."
With that, I went to the bag I had gotten the night before and
pulled out a 20 foot length of medium chain. I bolted one end to
the wall near the bathroom and then pushed Kimmy's bed closer to
the chain. I then had young Kimmy come over and I looped one end
of the handcuffs into the last link of the chain and snapped the
other end around kimmy's right ankle.
I then went to the camcorder and inserted a new tape and started
recording in 6 hour mode.
"Here. You may use this glass if you get thirsty and you know
where the bathroom is. " I told her as I patted her on the ass
and went to work.
During my workday I drove to a neighboring city. I stopped at an
auto parts store and purchased a new car battery. It was a 75
month and the clerk said that it had enough cranking power to
jump start a ship. I also picked up several radiator hose
clamps in different sizes.
I also used my camera and a telephoto lens to take pictures of
two cute 14-15 year old girls coming home from school. I picked
an area that was kind of remote and just waited for someone to
walk by. I followed the girls at a discreet distance until I
found out where they lived. I also looked around the
neighborhood. There were for sale signs on 2 houses within a
three block area. The houses both looked abandoned with dried
out grass and such. There were several children playing but only
one adult and he was just washing his car. This was perfect.
Now, if I could get Kimmy to help me ....
I had the film developed at the local discount store while I
browsed the hardware department. I then stopped at a lumber
store before returning the 30 mile home. I got 4 six foot
lengths of 2x6es, several 4x4 posts and several hinges and
hasps. They had the kind that locked for just $2.00 more so I
bought five of them.
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