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Playthings
by Dwight Patrick (address withheld)

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He took her when she was twelve. That was the same year 
that pretty little blonde was taken in Utah. That girl 
was all over the national news, this little thing only 
made the locals. He thought she was much prettier 
though. And she might turn out to be just as twisted as 
he is. (Mg, extreme-ped, nc, rp, ws, kidnap)

***

AUTHOR NOTE: This is a work of fiction! Be warned that 
it does contain graphic depictions of forced sex and 
degradation of children. If this is not something you 
are comfortable reading, please stop now. I in no way 
advocate rape or any other forced, non-consensual sex 
act, or the physical abuse of children. This was 
written as a work of fiction and should be read as the 
fantasy that it is.

He took her when she was twelve. That was the same year 
that pretty little blonde was taken in Utah. That girl 
was all over the national news, this little thing only 
made the locals. He thought she was much prettier 
though. She had beautiful brown hair, that hung just a 
little past her shoulders. 

He had gone "shopping" at the mall and knew he had to 
have her the moment he laid eyes on her. She was 
looking at stuffed animals with her grandma. Old people 
are slow, and he knew that would make taking her so 
much easier. He followed them as they headed to the 
parking lot. As grandma put the bags in the car, the 
trunk lid blocking her view, he grabbed the girl and 
was in his truck before anyone knew what happened. 

He fucked her tiny cunt raw the first night. Almost 
before they were in the door of the house he had 
stripped her naked. Her slender body was pure and not 
yet affected by the growth of puberty. Her tits were 
flat, the small rosy colored nipples stood up tight in 
little points. Her pubes were just beginning to come 
in, small wisps of fine soft hair just above her slit. 
And she had the sweetest little ass. He took her to the 
bathroom on the first floor. 

It was toward the back of the house and rarely used. He 
pushed her to the cold tile floor and began fucking her 
immediately. She squealed when he penetrated her and 
then passed out. He fucked her three times that night, 
and then jerked himself to a fourth orgasm on her face. 
Her little hands tied with duct tape to the pipes by 
the toilet, he let her spend the night like that, the 
mix of cum and blood spilling from her pussy onto the 
floor. 

"I'll be back tomorrow." he said to her. "If you get 
hungry you can lick that off the floor, and if you need 
a drink..." he flushed the toilet, "there's some fresh 
water for you too. You'll like it here, I promise."

That was almost two years ago now. She couldn't 
remember her real name now but he called her 'Sweetie'. 
He had been right more or less too. A few harsh 
beatings had taken care of any resistance she may have 
had. After the first couple months she had started to 
enjoy the abuse, even crave it. She would do anything 
to make sure he was happy. That's what she was here 
for, his pleasure. He'd told her so more times than she 
could count. 

He told her that she would do whatever he wanted, 
whenever he wanted it. She didn't question his wishes. 
She would wait obediently by the toilet for him to 
finish then lick him clean. Usually if he had shit, 
he'd use toilet paper first, but not always. Once after 
a good crap he forced her head into the bowl and fucked 
her from behind. He liked watching as her hair became 
wetter with each thrust, her face bobbing in the filthy 
water. Then he pulled out. 

"God, you make me sick! Look at yourself. You're 
disgusting!" he'd say, "Who would want to cum in a 
filthy shit faced little pig like you?"

That brought tears to her eyes. She begged him to fuck 
her again. She felt so degraded by his insults she was 
actually begging him to cum in her. 

"P-please mister. Please cum in me. I'm...sorry." she 
sobbed.

He grinned at the fact she was apologizing for 
something he'd done. He continued to pound her tight 
slit until he was close to cumming, then he pulled out 
and dropped his load on the floor. He made her clean 
his cock first, then told her to oink like a pig and 
lick up his cum from the floor. He pissed on her while 
she did.

Once, to be sure she was his, he took her to a remote 
truck stop. He dressed her in a little school girl 
outfit, plaid skirt, white blouse, her hair in 
pigtails, and left her alone in the men’s room for a 
couple hours. Several of the men who spotted her had 
asked if she was ok or lost. Several more simply 
ignored her, probably figuring her dad was in a stall 
and she was just waiting. 

But just as he had counted on, at least one perv had 
come in. When he came back to get her she stank, 
covered in piss and cum. Her hair was damp and matted, 
and her face showed trails of dry sperm. Her skirt also 
showed tell tale signs of having been used as a cum 
rag, and her blouse was torn and barely hanging on. 
Immediately he began screaming at her.

"You worthless little cunt! How dare you!" he said 
slapping her across the face. "You're mine, do you 
understand? I leave you alone for a few minutes, 
because I think I can trust you and this is how you 
act?"

"B-but..."

"You little whore! You just let any fucking guy have a 
piece don't you?" he slapped her again.

"B-but I d-didn't."

"What?! You're a liar!"

"N-no, I p-promise. I wouldn't let him. He... he wanted 
to, but I wouldn't." She was crying now, not from the 
beating though. "He was a big b-black guy, he said a 
little girl... little girl like me shouldn't be messing 
around in the men's room or else... I should be ready 
to p-pay the consequences. He t-tore my shirt and 
pinched my nipples, then put his thing in my mouth. I 
thought I was going to pass out, I couldn't breathe. I 
punched at his legs but he wouldn't stop...He kept 
telling me how he was going to fuck me and put a baby 
in me." 

Tears were pouring down her cheeks.

"I told him he couldn't, only my d-daddy could. Only 
you could. Then he pulled out of my mouth and came all 
over me. When he was done he pissed on me too. But I 
didn't let him fuck me. Only you can... only you."

He grinned. It had worked. He set this up as a test. He 
wanted to be sure she was truly his, and she was.

"Strip. You're not coming home with me like that. I've 
got some clean clothes for you in the truck."

She did as she was told, and then walked naked across 
the parking lot with him to the truck. He said nothing 
to her the entire ride. As they neared the house though 
she spoke up.

"W-will you?" she asked.

"Will I what?"

"P-put a...put a baby in me? I want you to. I want to 
make you happy and fucking me makes you happy."

He just looked at her for a few moments. His cock was 
getting hard. He unzipped his fly and pulled it out. 
Grabbing her by the back of the head he forced her 
mouth to his crotch. With a fist full of her hair, he 
pumped her small face up and down, using her mouth as a 
fuck hole. The thought of this cute little knocked up 
and carrying his baby was too much. He really had her 
now. She was just as twisted as he was. He yanked her 
head up and looked her in the eyes. 

"F-fuck me... please? I want you to make me pregnant. 
I...I want to have a little girl. You can watch me eat 
her baby pussy. I'll lick her real good." Sensing he 
was close, she climbed onto his lap and forced his cock 
into her tiny hole. "Please? I'll let you cum in her 
bottle and we can make her drink it. She won't know any 
better. She'll be our plaything. Like I am for you." 

She bounced up and down on his lap trying to make him 
cum, trying to fill her cunt with his seed. 

"I'll lay her in front of me and make her lick me. You 
can cum on her if you want and watch me clean her with 
my tongue. I'll do anything you want just make me 
pregnant, please."

"You're sick." he said, matter-of-factly. "You are a 
sick little girl!" he spit in her face, and began 
pumping his load deep into her womb.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. 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 prison system.
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