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Authors name: Repeat Offender (xrepeatoffenderx@aol.com)
Story title : The Professional Part III

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The Professional Part III (Mf, rp, v, ped)
by Repeat Offender (xrepeatoffenderx@aol.com)

Part 3 of the Mr. Smith saga. Smith reports for his first 
day on the job and shows his unfortunate partner and her 
father why his services are in such high demand. 

Opening Day

Smith woke up just after 6:00 am. Elena had already 
gotten up and had put out clothes for him and started a 
pot of coffee. Now, he could hear the water running as 
she showered. He was amazed at the little girl. Ramirez 
had trained her wonderfully. Smith lay back on the bed 
remembering the past evening. His cock was beginning to 
stir as he replayed the past night's events over in his 
mind.

Elena stepped from the shower and wrapped herself in a 
large bath towel. She quickly toweled her hair and walked 
into the bedroom. Seeing Smith was awake, she gave him a 
smile. Seeing her standing there, soaking wet sent a jolt 
through him. Wrapped in the big pink towel, she looked 
like a little doll. Smith's cock stood fully erect, as he 
looked her over. She stood there in front of him.

"Good morning, Mr. Smith." Elena said.

"Hi, Baby!" Smith replied. He sat up on the bed. "Drop 
the towel."

Elena let the front of the towel fall from her hand. She 
gave her shoulders a roll and the towel fell to the floor 
with a damp thud. She gave him a shy smile and a struck a 
little pose for him. 

As almost always happened in the presence of a beautiful 
child, Smith went on autopilot. Without even thinking, he 
sprang from the bed and was on Elena in a flash. He 
grabbed her and pulled her to him. His hands were 
everywhere and his mouth was on her face, kissing and 
licking her hungrily. He lifted her onto the bed and 
mounted her quickly. Her face had no fear and her body 
didn't resist him, but when she spoke her voice was 
stern.

"No, Mr. Smith. Don't fuck me," she admonished him. "You 
have to work now. You must be in top condition. You may 
fuck me tonight when you return from work."

Smith lay on top of Elena with his cock pressing against 
her pussy. He wanted her desperately but he knew she was 
right. It was his first day on the job and they expected 
him to be fresh. Slowly, he lifted himself off her and 
went to the shower. Elena hopped off the bed and called 
to him.

"What color are you in the mood for, Mr. Smith?" she 
asked. 

"I don't know, Baby," Smith replied. "Red, I guess."

From the top drawer of the dresser, Elena pulled a 
crimson red g-string and placed it on top of Smith's 
sweat pants and muscle T-shirt. Her own things had been 
brought up late last night, and she dressed much like 
yesterday. It was her standard outfit, the spandex mini 
dress and platform pumps; the only thing Ramirez had let 
her wear. Only the colors were different. Instead of a 
thong, today she wore a royal blue high cut bikini panty. 
There was a knock on the door and Elena hopped up from 
the sofa.

When Smith emerged from his shower, Elena was already 
gone. He poured himself a cup of coffee and prepared to 
get dressed. Smith picked a copy of the day's schedule 
from the table and saw the name of his partner for the 
day. Next to his name, it read:

Esperanza Diaz: Bogota, Colombia: 8 years old.

That was all the information that Smith had. He wouldn't 
even know what she looked like until he met her. He was 
guessing that in order to make his initiation into the 
facility as easy as possible, she was probably very 
pretty. Just in case, Smith figured he would make some 
preparations to ensure a good performance. 

From the box labeled "ALPROSTADIL", Smith pulled a 
syringe and removed the plastic sheath covering the sharp 
end, taking hold of his cock with the other hand. 
Carefully, Smith inserted the tip of the needle into his 
cock about a half-inch from the base and just to the 
right of center, and slowly injected the contents. In a 
few seconds, Smith felt the chemical begin rushing 
through his bloodstream. A smile slowly spread across his 
face and he pounded his fist against his chest twice in 
he-man fashion. Looking down, Smith noticed that his cock 
was standing bolt upright, ready for action. 

As Smith continued getting dressed, he was struck by an 
incredible irony. The name of his partner was Esperanza 
Diaz. Smith suddenly realized that "esperanza" was the 
Spanish word for "hope." He laughed out loud. Hope? 
HOPE?! Every time he said it, his cock grew harder. Hope? 
This little bitch didn't have a prayer!


In the boardroom, the staff was gathered for Escobar's 
daily address. Some of the night crew was still hanging 
around. Smith didn't know any of them but a couple of 
them looked vaguely familiar. The mood around the table 
was much more tense than it had been yesterday. At this 
time of the morning, most of the staff was anxious to get 
to work. Ramirez was not joking this morning, and Bianca 
Navarro's soft perfume contrasted with the serious look 
on her face. Milovic rubbed his hands together nervously. 
Raul Palma sat slouched in his seat with a cigarette 
dangling from his lips. Smith could see him discretely 
rubbing his cock through his pants. 

Even Smith had his game-face on. The Alpro was roaring 
through his system now, and he was nearly rocking in his 
seat in anticipation of the girl who awaited him. 
Finally, Escobar finished her comments and sent them off 
to their assignments. She escorted Smith down a hallway 
with five rooms on each site. Each door was numbered. 
Smith would be working in Room 3 today. 

"Mr. Smith, I want to remind you. We realize that this is 
your first day with us. Please relax and do not feel you 
have to impress us. Just do what comes natural." Escobar 
reassured him. 

"Thank you, Captain." Smith snapped, annoyed at her 
patronizing tone. "I'll be just fine." 

Escobar raised her hand to her face to shield a grin. It 
didn't bother her that Smith was sharp with her. To the 
contrary, it excited her. She loved the intensity that 
Smith brought to his work and the results that intensity 
brought. 

"Of course, Mr. Smith," She said. "No offense meant."

Smith yanked off his sweats and T-shirt and tossed them 
aside just to the left of the door of Room 3. As he 
turned the door handle, Smith replied over his shoulder.

"None taken, Captain." Turning back to her, he let out a 
smile. "Watch and learn."

He disappeared into Room 3. 


Marco Diaz slowly started to come around from the drug 
that had felled him the evening before. He noticed that 
he was seated upright and could not move his arms or 
legs. As he became more alert, he realized that he was 
bound to a chair. His head was held in a harness so that 
he was forced to face forward, toward a window opening on 
a darkened room. An attractive young woman was checking 
his restraints and repositioning him to within inches of 
the window. Moving quickly with an expert's hand, the 
woman inserted spring props under his eyelids, allowing 
him to blink but not to keep his eyes closed for more 
than a second. She inserted a rather large rubber ball 
into his mouth and then covered the ball and his mouth 
with duct tape. Having securely fastened him, the woman 
took a seat next to him. She spoke to him in a hushed 
tone.

"Welcome to our facility, Mr. Diaz. You are about to be 
greatly honored. You are about to meet a very important 
man. You are about to meet Mr. Smith. Do you understand 
what that means, Mr. Diaz?"

Actually, Diaz had no idea what she meant. He was no 
fool, however. He did realize that whoever he was, this 
Mr. Smith was probably the last person on earth he wanted 
to meet. He had no idea how correct that assumption would 
soon prove to be. The young woman continued softly, 
inches from his ear.

"Mr. Smith is new to our staff from America. Today is his 
first day here, Mr. Diaz. Today you will watch Mr. Smith 
at work and you will learn what many people in America 
already know, Mr. Diaz. Once you meet Mr. Smith, your 
life and the lives of those you love are forever 
changed."

Her words chilled Diaz. The woman pressed a button on the 
arm of her chair and the lights went on suddenly in the 
room in front of them. Diaz was momentarily blinded, but 
he could see that there was someone in the room. As his 
eyes slowly adjusted, it became clear that it was a 
little girl and she was cowering in a corner. Little by 
little he recognized her until the image filled his mind 
with horror. Behind the ball in his mouth, he let out a 
scream and pulled at his restraints. Her voice now nearly 
a whisper, the woman spoke once more.

"Congratulations, Mr. Diaz. Esperanza has been chosen as 
Mr. Smith's first partner."

Diaz saw the outer door to the room open. His heart 
pounded in his chest. The woman sounded short of breath.

"Prepare yourself, Mr. Diaz!" she panted. "Prepare to 
meet Mr. Smith!"

Smith walked into Room 3 and shut the door behind him. 
The room was 7 feet square. The floor and three walls 
were lightly padded with small windows about six feet up. 
The outer parts of the fourth wall were also padded, with 
the middle four feet dominated by a floor-to-ceiling 
window. The glass was smoked dark and had a slight mirror 
effect to it, making it impossible to see through to the 
other side. 

Diaz went frantic as soon as he saw the scantily dressed 
Smith enter the room with his daughter. Six foot plus and 
200 pounds of muscle, Smith dwarfed the child. He was a 
rather attractive young man, and yet Diaz could feel the 
sinister vibes pouring from Smith as he set his sights on 
the little girl. Seeing the nearly naked man, Diaz knew 
immediately what was about to happen to his baby. 

Any concerns Smith may have had about performance anxiety 
instantly evaporated the moment he saw Esperanza Diaz. 
Smith was instantly smitten with her. She was just over 
four feet tall and about 70 pounds. She had the olive-
tanned skin that Smith loved in the little Hispanic 
girls. Her features were soft, with big round eyes, 
smooth cheeks and a small dimple in her chin. Her dark 
hair was long and wavy, spilling over her shoulders and 
running halfway down her back. She wore only the 
nightgown she had on when Lt. Aybar's men took her from 
her home, which fell to just above her knees. 

Esperanza was terrified at the sight of Smith entering 
the room. She realized immediately that he was nearly 
naked and, although she was only 8 years old, she 
instinctively knew what that meant. As Smith approached 
her, she shrank into the corner. She braced herself as 
Smith reached for her.

Smith slid his hand along Esperanza's chin and around the 
back of her head, gently lifting her upright by her hair. 
He stared at the girl's face for a moment and then 
lowered his face to hers. Their lips met and Esperanza 
snapped upright. She instinctively raised her arms and 
shoved her hands into his chest, trying to push him back. 
Smith pulled the child's face to his and slid his tongue 
into her mouth. At the same time, he reached his other 
hand down between her knees and tried to get into the 
nightgown from below. 

Esperanza managed to twist herself free of Smith, but she 
had nowhere to go. She snapped upright and angrily wiped 
the kiss from her mouth. Facing him, she stood up on her 
toes and spit in his face, the saliva hitting him full in 
both eyes. Smith wiped his eyes and before he could stop 
himself he swung his right hand out in an arc. His palm 
caught Esperanza flush across the cheek, sending her 
flying across the room. She let out a loud squeak as she 
was hit and bounced full force off the glass, landing on 
the floor with a heavy thud. Smith was on her almost as 
soon as she hit the floor.

Marco Diaz sat inches from the assault of his daughter. 
He cried out when Smith slapped Esperanza's face. His 
eyes kept going back and forth from Esperanza crawling on 
the floor to Smith looming over her, taunting her. When 
he next looked at Smith, Diaz saw the big grin across the 
American's face and his hand cupped over his crotch. 
Smith knew exactly where Diaz would be sitting. Looking 
him almost directly in the eye, Smith took hold of his 
crotch and pulled off his g-string. His eight-inch cock 
leapt from the garment and climbed upward, bouncing twice 
as it sprung free. Smith flexed and posed naked for him, 
thrusting his hips out forward, and presenting to Diaz 
what would be the instrument of his daughter's 
destruction. The size of Smith's cock and its obvious 
state of excitement caused Diaz to nearly hyperventilate 
as he saw Smith pump his cock a half dozen times and then 
turn back to his baby. 

Smith grabbed a handful of Esperanza's hair and yanked 
her roughly to her feet. He slapped her again, and again 
she flew into the glass. This time, he caught her before 
she fell. Smith held Esperanza up by the shoulders, her 
knees buckling, her head bobbing and her hair hanging in 
her face. 

Even after two slaps and having her head impact the glass 
twice, Esperanza still resisted. Even as she rocked back 
and forth unsteadily, she reached up and slapped Smith 
across the face. The sting of her slap excited Smith even 
more and he toyed with her, pushing her around. Again, 
Esperanza slapped Smith and he answered with a half-
strength slap of his own across her cheek. Esperanza did 
a pirouette and then went down again. 

Once again, Smith reached down and lifted Esperanza to 
her feet by her hair, the pain in her scalp making her 
cry out. With his left hand, Smith took hold of 
Esperanza's right shoulder. With his right hand, he 
grabbed the front collar of her nightgown. Quickly, Smith 
pulled outward and then down in one hard motion, tearing 
Esperanza's nightie clean off her with a loud rip. Smith 
grunted out a loud "YEAH!" as the garment disappeared. 

Esperanza's mouth dropped open in shock and anger as she 
stood naked in front of Smith. She reached up and slapped 
him again, but this time Smith grabbed her wrists and 
yanked her arms high in the air, pinning both wrists over 
her head with one hand. He knelt down, reached his free 
arm around her waist and pulled her against him. Hugging 
her tight, he stood up and Esperanza's feet left the 
floor as she was held eye level with Smith. 

Esperanza's feet dangled two feet off the floor as Smith 
held her tight. He kissed her and groped at her, and 
Esperanza could feel his huge cock rubbing against her 
leg as she struggled against him. Smith had one hand 
around her waist and the other against the back of her 
head, pulling her face against his. He licked her all 
over. His tongue traveled her forehead, cheeks, nose, and 
chin. His tongue slid between her lips and xylophone 
across her teeth as he embraced her, letting her fists 
pound at his chest and shoulders while he romanced her. 

Smith was wild with lust now. Her tanned skin was soft 
and smooth. Esperanza was 8 years old, but her curves 
made her look like a miniature woman. The feel of her 
legs against his cock drove him mad. He licked and kissed 
her wildly. He slid his hands under her armpits and 
lifted her even higher so that her tiny tits were 
directly in front of his face. She was completely flat-
chested, but she had quarter sized, dark red nipples that 
stood rock hard with the combination of terror and sudden 
exposure to the cool air of Room 3. Smith put his mouth 
over Esperanza's left tit and sucked the nipple deeply 
into his mouth. 

Marco Diaz was frantic. He nearly swallowed the ball in 
his mouth watching his daughter undressed so violently 
and suddenly. He tried desperately to break free of his 
bonds as Smith kissed her face. A microphone in Room 3 
allowed him to hear Esperanza screaming and crying as 
Smith's tongue played over her nipples and to hear 
Smith's loud sucking noises as he took each tit in his 
mouth. Seeing Smith slowly lowering her to the floor, he 
knew that his baby's true horror was about to begin. 

Smith sank to his knees, dragging Esperanza to the floor. 
He laid her on her back and grabbed her left ankle, 
pinning her right ankle between his legs. He kissed the 
arch of her pretty left foot, dragging his tongue along 
the bottom of her foot and biting at her heel, arch and 
the ball of her foot. He bit her Achilles tendon and 
licked his way down the top of her foot. Looking into the 
glass where he knew her father's eyes would be, Smith 
slowly sucked Esperanza's big toe into his mouth. He 
sucked it in and out as if he was giving head to it, 
licking in between her toes. Smith slowly sucked each of 
her small, sexy toes until they ran wet with his saliva.

After Smith finished on Esperanza's left foot he turned 
his attention to her right foot. He attacked this one 
just as eagerly, biting and licking it passionately and 
sucking all five little toes one at a time so deeply that 
they ached with the suction of his mouth. Esperanza 
desperately tried to pull her foot loose of Smith's 
marauding mouth. She tried to kick him a few times but 
she couldn't get her ankle free of his grip. She was 
horrified when Smith rubbed the length of his cock along 
the bottom of her foot before starting slowly up her 
calves with his tongue.

Esperanza's legs were smooth as silk, and Smith's tongue 
glided effortlessly over the contours of her calves. He 
slowly worked his way up to her knees, forcing her legs 
apart a bit at a time as he climbed higher. Smith 
playfully bit her kneecaps and continued up to 
Esperanza's shapely thighs, all the while keeping her 
free leg pinned to avoid being kicked. 

At her thighs, Smith opened her. Esperanza was suddenly 
spread wide as Smith pulled her legs apart. He nuzzled 
against the sexy legs, kissing them passionately. He 
worked Esperanza's thighs around his shoulders so that 
her legs were draped over his back. He worked the last 
few inches of her thighs until his face was directly in 
front of her crotch. He spread her wide and stared at 
Esperanza's pussy. It was little more than a slit and 
Smith could detect the wonderful little girl smell that 
always made him hungry. He had to eat her. Smith took 
Esperanza by the hips and turned her so that her crotch 
was facing the glass and smiled at her father. Then, he 
stuck his tongue out as far as he could and lowered his 
face to her crotch. 

Esperanza let out a tortured squeal and bucked her hips 
furiously as Smith's tongue violated her. She felt his 
mouth surround her pussy and his rough, wet tongue slip 
deep inside her. His teeth nibbled at her labia and his 
tongue took long licks that started at the flesh between 
her ass and pussy and glided all the way up to her pubic 
area where someday she would have hair, but now was only 
a bald mound of smooth flesh. 

Marco Diaz was a desperate man. His only daughter was 
being devoured from head to toes, and he could do nothing 
but watch. From just a few inches away, he could see 
Esperanza squirming and struggling desperately and the 
speakers near his head crackled with her cries and 
squeals as well as the obscene sounds of licking and 
sucking as Smith ate her. He saw Smith spit into 
Esperanza's pussy twice and then begin to climb up her 
body, slowly mounting her. 

Smith kissed Esperanza's stomach about a dozen times, 
licking her belly button, and climbed on top of her, 
mounting her. His cock was pinned against Esperanza's 
belly, its weight and hardness pressing into her, with 
his balls resting on her pubic bone. Her legs were hung 
up on his hips and were practically wrapped around him. 
He coiled his hips back and his cock slid along her belly 
and then her pelvis until it slipped into position with 
the tip resting against the opening of her cunt. 

Esperanza was in sheer terror as Smith mounted her. She 
was no longer fighting him, but watching him and trying 
to prepare herself for what was about to happen to her. 
While he lay on top of her kissing her she was trying to 
steel herself for the inevitable. As she felt him line up 
his cock against her pussy, she gripped his biceps and 
tried to brace herself. She felt the head of Smith's cock 
barely breach her, the sudden stretching causing her to 
suck in a quick breath in pain. Smith spoke to her as he 
readied himself.

"C'mon baby," he said. "Give it up, baby. Give up the 
pussy." 

The feel of her pussy against the tip of his cock was 
magical. He gave her a bit of the tip and he felt her 
stiffen underneath him. He heard her suck in breath and 
try to brace for it, feeling her latch onto his biceps. 
Before she could gather herself, Smith brought his weight 
forward. With only his spit for lubrication, he entered 
her.

Two loud cries arose from Room 3 as Smith's cock muscled 
its way into Esperanza's tight pussy. On the first 
stroke, he sank in nearly 4 inches and let out a loud cry 
of pleasure, yelling out her name as he breached her. 
Esperanza tried to will her vagina to resist him, but she 
never had a chance. After a few seconds of intense 
pressure against the outer walls, Smith broke her. She 
let out a horrible high-pitched squeal as her hymen burst 
and the soft inner flesh of her pussy was rudely 
introduced to the first half of Smith's cock.

Esperanza's pussy was pure heaven. The sweet flesh was 
soft, warm and wonderfully tight, squeezing Smith's cock 
as it strained into her inch by inch. Smith's progress 
stopped at 4 inches and he lay there for a moment with 
half his cock buried inside of Esperanza's little cunt, 
crying out and gasping in ecstasy while the little girl 
squirmed underneath him. Her head was thrown back, her 
mouth and eyes both open wide in shock and pain. Her tiny 
fingers dug into Smith's biceps so hard that she dug 
grooves into them. She tried desperately to scream, but 
all she could manage was tortured panting and high-
pitched squeaking noises.

Smith slowly withdrew until only the tip remained, and 
then he came forward again, even harder this time. This 
time, he barely slowed down at the halfway mark. 
Esperanza's pussy again resisted for a moment, and then 
Smith felt a bit more of her vagina give way and he sank 
into her to five inches...and then six. Esperanza let out 
a loud "Uhhh!" as Smith took his second stroke. Smith 
yelled out loud as his cock continued to grind her. With 
each inch, the feeling intensified until every nerve 
stood on end and his entire body was covered with goose 
bumps. 

He kept steady pressure against Esperanza's crotch and at 
about 6 inches, Smith hit Esperanza's cervix. He gave 
another push forward and found the area that every little 
girl has. Smith referred to it as The Spot. As Smith 
tunneled into her, Esperanza was in terrible pain, but up 
to this point, she mostly squirmed underneath him and 
hung onto him as he invaded her. The minute he hit The 
Spot, everything changed. 

At 6 1/2 inches, Esperanza's whole body snapped tight. 
Her eyes squinted and hardened and she looked Smith 
directly in the face. Her face was twisted in pain and 
her teeth were nearly clamped together with her lips 
curled back in a grimace. She let go of his biceps and 
began beating her hands against his chest. Esperanza's 
pain had gone to an entirely new level and she struggled 
to deal with it. Her whining was replaced with a gasping 
for air and occasional outbursts of "Uhhnnn, uhhnnn, 
uhhnnn..."

Smith kept steady at 6 1/2 inches, studying the pain 
masked across the little girl's face. He pulled back 
about an inch and Esperanza seemed to relax a bit. Then 
he took the inch back and once again she tensed and 
struggled against him. It was like flicking a switch. 
Each time he let off The Spot, she relaxed. Each time he 
pressed against The Spot, she snapped tight again. He was 
hurting her now and he knew it. He began slowly stroking 
her in and out, giving her a little extra on each stroke 
when he reached The Spot and enjoying the feel of her 
soft little hands pounding and slapping his chest.

Tears poured down Marco Diaz's face. That bastard! That 
fucking bastard! That animal was raping his only 
daughter, and Diaz could only watch as his hopes for the 
future were laid waist by the business end of Smith's 
cock. The animal's voice filled his ears as he grunted 
and cried out in pleasure, and his eyes were unable to 
leave his baby's face. Her agony tore at Diaz's heart and 
he cried uncontrollably, his sobs muffled by the rubber 
ball in his mouth. Smith and Esperanza were lying no more 
than 6 inches from the window and if not for the glass 
and his binds, Diaz could have reached out and touched 
them without leaving his seat. He had a perfect view of 
Smith's large cock tearing his baby's pussy and the small 
trickle of blood running down her crotch. A warm, wet 
stain began spreading along the legs of his pants as 
Marco Diaz's bladder betrayed him and he pissed himself. 

Smith's found a rhythm inside Esperanza, his hips sliding 
back slowly and then gliding forward more quickly. His 
cock was taking full strokes, withdrawing out until only 
the tip was inside her and then coming forward until it 
pressed up against her cervix. He pressed himself against 
her as he fucked her, rubbing his body against hers. He 
bent his neck so that he could kiss her face. His licked 
her passionately, his tongue dragging over her chin and 
cheeks, gliding up over the bridge of her nose and across 
her forehead. Each time Esperanza turned her face from 
him, Smith worked on whichever little ear she left 
exposed, sucking her earlobe and driving his tongue 
deeply into her ear while she screamed and squirmed.

From time to time, Smith would turn towards the glass so 
that he could watch himself have sex with the beautiful 
girl. It excited him to see his large, muscular body 
intertwined with the soft, tiny frame underneath him. 
Marco Diaz watched Smith watching himself, disgusted at 
the pedophile's enjoyment of his daughter's destruction. 
They were so close to him that every once in a while, one 
of them would brush up against the glass. Now as he 
watched them, with Esperanza's legs spread wide by 
Smith's hips, her foot was pressed up against the glass 
three inches from her father's face.

After a few minutes, Smith was beginning to feel his cock 
swell up in anticipation of orgasm. He was crying out 
each stroke and calling out her name over and over. 

"Esperanza! Esperanza! Yeah, baby! Oh, yeah, baby! Fuck 
me, baby. Come on...give it up, baby. Give it to me. Fuck 
me, baby. Fuck me!"

Smith was getting very close. It would only be another 
minute. For ten minutes, he had been abusing her and 
calling her terrible names. Now, Smith knew the words 
that would completely ruin Marco Diaz and he said them to 
Diaz's little girl.

"Esperanza! I love you! I love you! My beautiful little 
doll. I love you, baby!" Smith cried out as the end drew 
near.

Diaz' mind screamed out the words his mouth could not 
say. No! For God's sake! Don't say that! You animal son 
of a bitch. Don't tell her you love her. How dare you! 
How dare you tell my Espe that you love her. Images 
flooded his mind from his baby's childhood, a childhood 
that was being brutally torn from her stroke by terrible 
stroke. He slumped in the chair, no longer fighting. He 
was finished and completely broken. All he hoped now was 
that they would kill him quickly.

For the time being, Diaz still had Smith to deal with. 
Smith was really humping it to Esperanza now. With each 
stroke she was jarred back and forth underneath him in 
complete agony. She was certain that she was being torn 
clean in half by the giant thing in her pussy. She was 
crying and screaming in his face. He was grunting and 
moaning in hers. He had already passed the point of no 
return and now he gave her a few last strokes. He sank 
his cock into the furthest reaches of her little cunt and 
left himself buried completely within her as the first 
wave struck. 

Smith's entire body jerked and he let out a loud "Uhhhh!" 
as the first blast launched from his cock and exploded 
into Esperanza's vagina. A second blast followed quickly, 
followed by a third. All three were full, wet shots and 
very quickly, Esperanza's tiny pussy was filled with his 
hot sperm. 

Smith thought he might pass out as a fourth blast 
uncoiled from his cock. A fifth shot followed a few 
seconds later. Smith's cum flowed up into Esperanza's 
uterus and ovaries until her immature reproductive system 
became flooded and thick wads of sperm spilled out of her 
cunt and flowed down the crack of her ass, pooling on the 
floor underneath her. After two final shots, Smith fell 
on top of Esperanza, his strength momentarily spent.

Smith kissed Esperanza gently and ran his hands over her 
face and through her hair, watching her sob underneath 
him. He struggled to his feet and stood above her, his 
chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He turned 
toward the glass and looked toward Marco Diaz. Smith 
nearly collapsed and fell forward. His cock bounced off 
the window, leaving a pinkish smear of blood and sperm on 
the glass in front of Diaz. Smith straightened himself up 
and smiled at the grieving father. Already, his cock was 
beginning to return to life as the chemical in his system 
did its trick. Behind him, Smith heard a noise. He turned 
to find that Esperanza had crawled across the floor and 
was turning at the door handle trying to escape. Smith 
gave Diaz another smile and then went to Esperanza.

By the time Smith reached Esperanza, his cock was fully 
erect. He grabbed her by the hips and dragged her across 
the room placing her directly in front of the glass. 
Esperanza shivered on her hands and knees as she faced 
the window, still trying to crawl free. Smith swung in 
behind her and knelt between her legs. He laid his cock 
on her tailbone and ran his hands up her back and over 
her shoulders. Smith put the tip of his cock against 
Esperanza's tiny ass. 

"Where are you going, baby?" Smith asked her. "What's 
wrong? You didn't like fucking me?"

He readied himself to spear the little kid.

"What?," he asked her. "You didn't like that? Well, then, 
you're really gonna hate this!"

Smith came forward. With one smooth stroke, he broke 
Esperanza's ass and sank in full length. As her rectum 
was violated, Esperanza's eyes popped open and her mouth 
flew open wide in a scream, but no sound came out. She 
was so traumatized that she couldn't take in any breath 
for her scream. The impact of Smith's hips against her 
butt jarred Esperanza forward, bouncing her face off the 
glass and causing a bruise on her forehead. 

Esperanza's ass never stood a chance against Smith's 
eight-inch cock. He took a second stroke and then a 
third. Smith felt Esperanza's anus give way as he stroked 
her. He hoped that her colon was empty because by the 
spasming of her rectum, Smith was sure that she had lost 
control of her bowels. It was a stroke of good luck for 
him that she was empty and didn't shit on his cock. 

Smith assumed a hands and knees position over Esperanza 
and pounded her with his face buried in her hair. He 
pressed his face into the glass eye level to Marco Diaz 
while he said horrible things to his daughter. Smith had 
sodomized an 8-year-old once before, and from experience 
he knew he couldn't last more than a few minutes. 

Smith sent a powerful shot up Esperanza's ass before he 
could pull out of her. His cock was covered with blood 
and it made a wet slap against Esperanza's tailbone. A 
second shot sent cum streaming onto her back and into her 
hair. A third and fourth shot poured out over her back 
while the sperm from the first shot leaked out of her ass 
and mingled with the cum from her pussy, dripping down 
her right thigh. 

Empty now, Smith fell back on his knees and let Esperanza 
slump to the floor. The scream she couldn't manage during 
sodomy finally came and she howled the most horrible 
scream Smith had ever heard. Another scream followed. 
Smith closed his eyes and listened to her screams, music 
to his ears. He slowly made it to his feet and picked up 
Esperanza's tattered nightgown, wiping off his cock and 
tossing the nightie aside. Naked, Smith stumbled to the 
door and looked over the wounded child. He needed a 
break. Opening the door, he lurched into the hallway and 
headed for an observation position to watch some of the 
others at work. 

Smith would return soon. He would stay with the pretty 
child for several hours, raping and sodomizing her until 
the floor Room 3 was a nauseating mixture of sperm and 
blood. When his shift was over, Smith emerged from Room 3 
to the applause of his new coworkers. His performance 
with the child had more than lived up to his advance 
billing, and his effect on Marco Diaz was more profound 
than even Captain Escobar could have hoped. Showered and 
dressed, Smith headed home for the evening where Elena 
would be waiting for him.

All in all, not a bad first day on the job.

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This archive does not condone child abuse, we also do
not censor authors. Anyone acting out such scenarios
in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive
years "getting it up the butt" by a fellow convict in
their local penitentiary.
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Kristen's collection - Directory 16