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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ The Consequences of Pedophilia (Mf, f+/M, ped) by Master of His Domain (bwh70@hpnc.com) DE LA GRECO MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON O woe is me. I sit here writing down these words contemplating what has happened to me. Yes, I am a Pedophile. I have been long into Pedophilia for as long as I can remember in my adult life. But, some people ask: Is there really a difference? Yes there is. Some people will have you believe that if you just look at a child with a certain look, you're automatically a Pedophile. Some people also believe that if you admire pictures of children naked and standing around doing nothing, no posing, lewdness, masturbation, or anything erotic for that matter, you're automatically a Pedophile. This isn't the case. A real pedophile is one who does sexual harm to a child. One who crosses the line and takes his/her fantasies into the real world is a pedophile. One who merely keeps his fantasies to himself/herself is not one by a stretch of the imagination. However, this is what had happened to me and the consequences of such action. I write this tale for those who have been there and know what it's like and also to educate. Just because you admire the young, naked, female form does NOT make you an automatic Pedophile. So, let us begin, let me take you back in time when my first encounter happened... JOHNSON COUNTY, TEXAS, TOWN NOT SPECIFIED It's been one gorgeous morning. I awake from my deep sleep, shutting off the alarm. I have a small list on my nightstand, which has all my daily routines on it. I look it over and notice I have to take care of my garden out back. I love my garden, it's really been a total joy and pleasure to take care of. I have built myself a nice, big, enclosed greenhouse and have it stocked completely with all sorts of nice plants and flowers. I slowly rise from the bed and make my way for my shower. The water is warm, exuberant and pleasant. I am now fully and completely awake. I get dressed quickly, wanting to get outside and into my greenhouse. As I go out through the backdoor, I catch a glimpse of little Katy Louise Sheenan. She's only 5, but she always looks so pretty in the clothes her mother always puts her in. She's wearing a cute little pink ensemble with a nice little matching hat. I stare at her for a few moments before entering the greenhouse. When I enter, I am greeted almost forcefully by the sweet aroma of the lovely flowers and nearly swoon in anticipation of taking care of them. I hadn't walked three feet inside when I heard a small rap on the greenhouse door. I opened it slowly to reveal little Miss Henrietta Chambers. She happens to be 7, but she is still the sweetest young thing you can ever imagine. She walks into the greenhouse and looks at me expectantly. "Can I have a sniff of some of your flowers?" She asks in her childlike voice. This, I can honestly say, is where my problems began. Her voice somehow triggered something deep inside of me, which caused me to think very, very lewd thoughts and cause deep rumblings deep within my very being. My mind raced and my heart was pounding my chest like a massive jackhammer. I really didn't know what to do. "Well, um, I guess you can, sweetheart." I stammered. I took her small hand in mine and we walked over to the flowers. The feeling of her small hand in mine was absolutely erotic beyond belief! I even felt my trouser snake stirring from its deep slumber. When we were at the flowers, she tugged on my hand. "Please lift me up so I can smell them, please." She asked. At that point, time seemed to come to a screeching halt. Here I was, alone, with a beautiful 7 year-old girl and had popped one of the stiffest boners of my entire life. My dick practically BEGGED for freedom. "Please?" She intimated as I was just standing there, looking as if I wasn't going to comply. I slowly reached down and took hold of her and lifted her gently up to smell the flowers. At that precise instant, a rather loud knocking was heard at the greenhouse door. It opened to reveal her mother, who had been looking for her. Surprisingly, she wasn't upset that I was alone with her daughter. "There you are Henrietta! I figured you wanted to come smell all the sweet flowers out here." She said, gently. "May I stay and smell them some more?" She asked, almost pleadingly. My dick perceptibly twitched twice. Mrs. Chambers looked at me, and then her daughter. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to remain in here. But, when Mommy calls you to come home, you better be there!" She said with a smile and then turned and walked out. I set her down on the ground. She looked at me quizzically. "How come you set me down?" She asked. "I need to get some things. Feel free to get some boxes and stack them carefully to smell the flowers. And be careful, please don't fall, Ok?" I said, looking searchingly into her pretty brown eyes. I exited quickly. As I walked into the house to decide what to do with my boner, I heard a car honk outside. It was Jameson, my long time friend who helped me get my groceries in order and to do all sorts of other things around the house. I walked outside to greet him. "Say, Donald, how's it going my friend?" He said and gave me a mighty pat on the back. "Well, Jameson, it's been a great morning with plenty of sunshine, my plants, children, and my flowers." I told him. A momentary pause. "Children you say?" Jameson asked. "Well, I mean, I, well...um..." I couldn't find any words. "Let's go inside for a moment. I think something's up with you." He said and flashed a knowing smile. We came inside and I pulled out a couple of cold brews which we drank casually as we spoke. "Well, I think you might have a little attraction to CHILDREN!" He stated proudly. I was immediately taken aback! I stammered and hemmed and hawed trying to think of anything to say. "Easy Donald. You and I have been pals for a long time now. I am not gay or anything like that, you know, but when you were talking about what's been up with you and the word 'children' made it's way out of your mouth, you had a sort of dreamy look on your face and a massive tent in your pants. Something like that isn't easily overlooked, and is quite noticeable." He then smiled again, knowingly. I just sat there blank-faced not knowing what to do. We then quickly changed the subject and after some other talk it gradually shifted back to children. "Y'know, Donald, You and I have been close for many years now. We know each other pretty good. You and I have told so many secrets it isn't even funny. Kept all of 'em too. Now here's a really good secret I am going to tell you. Donald, I am a Pedophile and proud of it. I think you are too." My mouth dropped open. Jameson was into children? HARMING them? My mind again raced. "B-b-b-b-but Jameson, man, you are harming them! It isn't right." I stammered. Jameson's expression changed quickly. His normally smooth forehead suddenly crumpled and he leaned way forward. "Look, Donald. Sometimes you have the urge to mate with a child and it just won't leave you alone. It creeps into your mind and just stays there. Yes, Donald, It's wrong. But I just can't help it. I used to ignore it all the time and chalked it up to wishful thinking. Then it got real bad." His tone was extremely serious. In the next two seconds, his composure changed and he shot back upwards. "Listen, bud. Me and some others are gathering in a secret location to have some fun tonight. I trust you plenty not to give out this location. I am also assured if you ever write about this, the location will still remain secret. Okay?" He said and smiled widely. Tonight then, my urges would be satisfied. A SECRET LOCATION SOMEWHERE IN TARRANT COUNTY, TEXAS The place to which the site was located was deep into some woods in like what seemed a pretty inaccessible area. Others who knew of the place generally just chalked it up to being a Gentlemen's Club. Y'know, one of those PRIVATE deals. Not necessarily a cathouse, just a good titty-bar type facility off the beaten path. Anyways, we approached the place and went inside. The lighting was low and uneven. There was a smattering of adults standing about, holding all sorts of conversations. A rather large, heavily built muscular individual approached us. "Hello, Jameson! Good to see you here tonight. Has he been checked?" He asked. "Yeah. He's got nothing on him and his background has been thoroughly screened. He's perfectly clean." Jameson said, hoping he'd buy it. "Well, in that case, as with all newly cleared visitors, he can go into the video room and watch some good classic vids." He pointed to what looked like a small back room. "After he's been watching a few of 'em, playtime will be called. Just make sure he understands what's about to happen. We don't need any damn surprises if you get my point." His tone made his statement exceedingly serious. The video room was small, but not overly crowded. A big screen TV was propped at one end of the room and a small office was seen where the VCR was and the tapes were being stored. A thin, lanky man walked up to them. "Hi Jameson! It's me Stan. Say tonight they are gonna have a really good one tonight! Jack just scored a massive deal with some Russian guys and there's a huge Russian Lolita tape series that'll make your damn dick do tricks in your pants!" He said. He then looked at me. "Well, looks like you have a pal to join us. Cool! My name's Stan. Stan Dunleavy. I pretty much run this place. Movies are my specialty. Tonight, it's a two- hour Russian classic showing a nice, young 6 year-old get thoroughly pronged and ass-slammed for pleasure! Why not sit down, shuck your pants, grab your dick and prepare for awesomeness!" He said and motioned me to sit down. The movie was damn hot. I was now officially "over". We waited for a few minutes until we heard a sharp whistle. We all then went into the main room. The others looked up at me as I made my way through to sit down. Stan then walked out. "Well, ladies and gents, tonight I am afraid we are going to have to limit the number of participants tonight." He said. Groans and mutterings sounded throughout the room. "It's not really our fault. One of our procurers just wasn't on the job and didn't provide. But, we still have some of the best kids going!" He said and with that, five adorable little girls strolled out. "Here's the best selection right here! All are between 5 and 9 and all want to have some excellent fun tonight!" Whooping and hollering resounded throughout the room. Stan turned to me. "Say, how about we let our newest cleared member pick the first child!" Clapping and cheering again resounded. My heart was racing. My mind was on autopilot. I couldn't believe it. Automatically, I got up and walked over to the pretty 5 year-old. Then, without any signals, permission, or anything else, I just grabbed onto her and took her into the next room. I unknowingly slammed the door shut. I looked at her. She was so innocent. The mating urge was so terrific that I got naked in a hurry. When my underwear dropped, I suddenly noticed I was massively hard again. My 10" boner popped freely and outward. I edged closer to the child. She saw my dick and whimpered slightly. "Don't worry little baby girl." I cooed, "This is going to be real fun. This is a nice big lollipop for you to lick on, ok? Come on let's start playing with Mr. Lollipop!" Nothing. I took her small hand and gently touched it to my hard-on. "Feel that?" I said, feeling a massive erotic sensation slam into me. I guided her hand all along the shaft and down on my hairy balls. Then, I slowly made her encase it and made her gently stroke it. The feeling was indescribable. I mean words alone cannot describe the feeling. There is none. Writing this part just can't be done. I then lowered my massive dickhead close to her young mouth. "Why don't you give Mr. Lollipop a nice little lick?" As I said that, I noticed I was dripping pre-cum on her little chin. Nothing could have prepared me for the next feeling. She raised up and touched her small tongue to the head of my dick. Honestly, I do not even recall this part of it. My mind is totally blank. Stan and Jameson said that the child was so covered in cum that it was incredible. They said I had yelled so loud that they rushed inside to see me dumping what looked like GALLONS and GALLONS of ball juice on the child's face. They also told me the child's clothes were shredded and she was just absolutely covered in cum. I don't know if I fucked her, but I probably didn't. BACK IN JOHNSON COUNTY, TEXAS, UNDISCLOSED CITY That night was the best. I think the 9 year-old was the coolest, she had an expert mouth and really knew how to blow. Stan told me her father trained her, because her mother wanted her to be able to suck cock if she needed to "get by". She also had the nicest feeling pussy. My cock slid into her fairly easily and no pain was felt. I spread her little twat lips good as I rammed it deep inside of her. Now, I am home, choking my chicken about it. Just before I cum, I have this excellent idea: SEDUCE THE TWO LITTLE GIRLS!!! I figured I had it made: Greenhouse, secluded area, plenty of room, nothing to worry about. The next morning I got up and proceeded outside. I see little Katy outside again, and decide to see if she wants to smell the flowers. Mrs. Sheehan trusted me completely, even though she was always just slightly hesitant to leave me alone with her lovely daughter. I walked on over and convinced her Katy was only going to smell the flowers. As I turned to go to the greenhouse with Katy, Henrietta showed up! My heart again raced mightily. TWO FOR ONE!!! Oooh I couldn't wait! We all walked casually inside. I had already set up a special area for the games to begin. Everything was perfect. I even built a lock onto the greenhouse door and had a sign on it hopefully keeping curious people and angry parents out while the festivities was going on. I took the girls back to my special area. Katy looked at me with her little eyes. "Here, Katy, stand up on here to smell my lovely flowers...while I smell yours." I said letting the last part of my sentence to trail off so she couldn't hear. As she stood up and bent over to smell them, my dick instantly leapt to attention. She had on her usual hot skirt-like dress, which seemingly allowed access to her little cunny. I raised it up somewhat and started caressing the small ass. No weird, strange, or otherwise negative response. So, undaunted, I eased her little pants down to expose her small bare butt. As I did so, I heard Henrietta close by. "Oh! Your playing the same game my Mommy plays with me!" The entire Time/Space Continuum seemingly grounded to a complete and utter halt. It was as if EVERYTHING had just stopped for one solitary fraction of a second. I wasn't even consciously aware that I had shucked my pants and had my cock out. The only thing that catapulted me back to reality and snapped me out of my reverie was Henrietta's loving little hand on the bare shaft of my hardness. "Your Peepee thingy is bigger than my Daddy's!" She exclaimed. She looked right at Katy's bare ass. "Is it going in there?" She asked, pointing to Katy's asscrack. I hadn't expected this. "No. M...m...my...tongue is going...to...oohhh...please Henrietta...um...s-s-s-suck my ALLLAAARRGGGGHH!!!" I grunted as I felt a little mouth right on my cockhead. I spread Katy's asscheeks and promptly stuck my face between them, tasting her sweet young ass. Just then, Henrietta stopped. "I wanna see Katy's place where she go peepee! But make her lie down. It's what Mommy makes me do." She said. Heart again was slamming violently against my chest. I was damn certain I was going to collapse of a heart attack. I reach up, grab Katy and take her over to a special bed I had prepared using a blow-up mattress. I laid her gently on the bed, her little legs raised and spread nicely. "OOooh! She's got a nice peepee thing!" She said and got onto the mattress before I did. She was now hovering over the hairless slit of her little friend. I lowered my cock slowly towards it. "NO!" Henrietta said. "You have to do this first. It's what Mommy does to me. Just watch." What she did next nearly made me explode with the most vicious orgasm in the history of human mother-fuckin' ORGASMS!!! She leaned close in and I watched carefully as she started licking on her little friend's twat! I grabbed her by the hair and gently jerked upwards. "Oh! You wanna see my peepee hole?" She said and promptly stripped. "NNNGGGAAHHH!" Was all I could muster and my dick twitched strongly. What Henrietta did next nearly put me over the edge. She actually STRADDLED young Katy's face and lowered her young pussy down onto her lips. Katy did nothing at first, and actually moving her face away. "Katy, dear, use your tongue. It's like a nice little lollipop or some good ice cream." I said. Then, in amazement, Katy started licking her! My balls expanded three-fold as this was going on. My next action was completely automatic. This was the point were the "Urge to Merge" fully and relentlessly manifested itself. I wasn't even thinking. I grabbed onto Henrietta and pushed her down on her back. I then made both children roll over as I kissed and licked all over their young asses. Then, I spread Henrietta's asscheeks and slowly slid my burgeoning dick between her legs. I must had not fucked the other child because this feeling caused a supremely massive bolt of seemingly PURE EROTIC ENERGY to viciously slam into me, permeating my entire being and causing me to nearly black out. As I removed my dick from underneath Henrietta it was Katy's turn. I really thought I was having a heart attack as my dick came into contact with Katy's pussy. Just the feeling of it touching the innocent lips was really indescribable. Like an early point in this tale, I just can't find any words to describe it. It just felt THAT good. After doing that I decided to eat their assholes. I always wanted to lick a woman's browneye, but all the stupid snatches I have ever been with were turned off by the idea. So, I spread open Katy's asscheeks and applied my tongue to her sweet backdoor. The sensation was wonderful. It also had an effect on Katy as well as she seemingly bucked her little ass up and down slightly as my tongue made it's way around her asshole. Henrietta was next. "OOohh!" She exclaimed as I explored it. Apparently, either father or mother had done this before. As I said, all of this was taking place automatically. I wasn't even aware of what was going on until I somehow decided it was time to end this. My dick was still extremely hard and pointing at the two asses. I got sideways and rubbed both of them simultaneously with my manmeat causing the most enjoyable sensation ever! I then got back behind them and started finger- fucking their assholes. The children squirmed as my finger probed them deeply. I then kissed and nibbled on each little ass before using the side of my hand to stimulate each little cunny, making both girls squirm almost uncontrollably. Then, I quickly rolled them over. I postioned my boner across their little bodies and was about to stroke when Katy reached up with her little hand and started slowly caressing it. A little less than a split second later my orgasm hit. And it hit HARD. My entire body stiffened rigidly and I cried out at the top of my lungs. Then my entire body violently spasmed as I felt my balls drain. Buckets and buckets of juicy jism shot out and all over the two little girls. I couldn't help it. I was grunting and groaning as my balls continued to empty themselves. As my orgasm subsided and I returned to reality, it occurred to me that I had to do something to clean up the children and make them presentable. Now, at this point you are probably wondering if I got caught then and there. The answer is no. I made them just presentable enough not to arouse suspicion except I think Mrs. Chambers figured something was up since she noticed her daughter smelled a little "interesting". She even glanced up and gave me a little suspicious "knowing" smile. Katy's mother never had it figured out. Her sense of smell was not all that good and she figured it had to be from the greenhouse anyways. No, how I got caught was actually by my own stupidity. You see, when I was talking to Jameson about being a part of his "group", he introduced me to the world of the Internet. He told me there was a specific site offering Lolita Videos for purchase. He said places like this were all cool and safe and it's how Stan scored most of his tapes. So, I decided to place an order with one of them. As it turned out, the site was nothing more than a scam. Information about me was transmitted to certain authorities that were assisting the FBI on a particular Lolita investigation. I was arrested and taken to court. AT FEDERAL COURT Knowing full well that the FBI and like authorities cannot set up any particular type of website to encourage people to commit crimes, we decided to go the entrapment route. Unfortunately, evidence soon surfaced about the secret Lolita place and this was used against me along with the "Intent to purchase and traffic in illegal child pornography" to give me 75 consecutive life sentences WITHOUT chance of parole. BACK AT DE LA GRECO MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON So here I am sitting here writing down all of what has transpired. I do hope this serves as a lesson to those who are contemplating such a thing. More than likely, I will be killed or beaten very severely as "babyrapers" as we are known here in the prison system, are not tolerated. Perhaps I do deserve this type of execution. I mean, after all I did harm a child, and that is not too cool no matter what the circumstances might be. You touch and/or harm a child sexually, and you're condemned as a pedophile. I don't think God can save my soul, but at least I am going to beg for forgiveness... THE END. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is totally fiction. As stated below when this gets uploaded to the archive, I do not personally condone ANY sexual actions against children. It is totally sick, uncool, damaging, and perverse. Yes, this is erotica and it is designed to stimulate. However, like it is stated below, if this story makes you want to "cross the line" as it were and make this type fantasy a reality I really honestly and severely hope you seek professional help at once. Do not do any of the things described in this story or in any other story I may write about pedophilia. I do not encourage it, and these stories are not meant to advocate such actions. If you feel strongly about it, feel free to respond at the email address above. 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