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She was absolutely beautiful. Not very old, however, maybe
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twelve, but beautiful nonetheless. She was thin, but not
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skinny, flat chested, with slender hands and fingers and
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long, shapely legs. Her neck was long; her nose slender,
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her eyes a warm brown, and her smile was white and straight.
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Her hair was a lustrous medium brown, spilling in light
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waves nearly to her slim waist.
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Every time he saw her, she was in her school uniform. A
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white short sleeve blouse under a navy blue vest, with a
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navy blue skirt that swept to just above her knees. She
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always wore high heel pumps, either blue suede or white, and
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juding by the sheen on her legs, pantyhose were the norm for
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her.
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He waited until the bus was out of sight and she had begun
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her trek up the road to move in. There was poignancy in
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this moment that he came to realize. It was the last time
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she would ever get off that bus, the last time she'd ever
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make that trek up this road.
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His hands were shaking. He kept patting the gun on the
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seat, glancing back at the ropes and gag for later, at the
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handcuffs for now. In a few minutes she would be all his.
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The weather had gotten warmer and she'd taken the sweater
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off, carrying it atop a pile of books in the crook of one
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arm. Her purse dangled on the same shoulder. She'd changed
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her hair, too, pushing it back behind her ears and holding
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it there with two white barettes, revealing the small
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diamond studs in her earlobes.
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She glanced at him as he pulled past her swerved, cutting
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her off. He saw her hands go to her mouth in shock. Then
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he raised the gun and aimed it at her. "Get in!"
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She hurried over and pulled the door open. "Throw your
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stuff in the back seat", he demanded. She threw the books,
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sweater and her purse into the back seat and shut the door,
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cowering in the seat next to him, pale but not crying. Her
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crisply pressed, straight skirt rode up to reveal a gorgeous
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length of thigh, and he resisted the urge to grab it.
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The power he felt at that moment was like nothing he'd ever
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felt before. Here he had this gorgeous, terrified young
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girl at his complete mercy, her eyes fixed on him, so
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innocent and pleading, and she was all his to do with as he
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pleased.
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"Please don't hurt me", she begged, her voice breaking.
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Jack shuddered with delight. For now, he wanted to hear her
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plead, beg. He picked up the cuffs and told her to put her
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hands out in front of her. She stuck them out, shutting her
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eyes as tears began to spill down her cheeks. He clamped
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the cuff down on one of her wrists and told her to cuff the
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other one behind her back. It took her the better part of a
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minute, she was shaking so badly, but soon the cuff was in
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place.
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Jack started backing out. "Where are you taking me?", she
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whimpered.
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"Someplace special. Quiet. Just me and you. You're all
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mine now." His heart was pounding with excitement now. She
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was all his. "What's your name?"
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"Faith Myer", the girl sobbed.
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"What's your middle name, Faith Myer?"
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"Chastity."
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Jack thought his balls would explode. "Nice name. You a
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virgin, Faith Chastity?"
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"Yes. I'm a good girl...please don't hurt me..."
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Jack whipped out his cock. He could have sworn it grew.
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Faith let out a little gasp and turned her head away. "Look
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at it, Faith! You ever seen one before?"
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Faith nodded. "Where?"
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"In...a movie...in school", she hiccupped.
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"Know what it's called?"
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"A p-p-penis", Faith sobbed.
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"It's called a cock, Faith! A cock! Know where I'm going
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to put it, Faith? Tell me!"
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"I-In m-my v-vagi--"
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"In your cunt, slut! I'm gonna stick it in your virgin
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cunt! Say it!"
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"Y-your g-going t-t-to stick it i-in my v-v-v-virgin
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c-c-cunt", she sobbed.
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"Where else am I going to put it, Faith?", Jack demanded.
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"I d-don't know", the girl whimpered.
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"WHERE ELSE, FAITH?"
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"I don't know!", the girl screamed.
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"I'm gonna put it in your mouth, Faith! I'm gonna make you
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suck it! I'm gonna put in your ass and assfuck you until
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you bleed!"
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The girl screamed and collapsed back against the seat,
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sobbing. "Please....no...", she begged.
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Jack was loving every second of this. Such power!
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"You bet I'm gonna, Faith. You're so fucking good-looking
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and sexy I'm gonna do it again and again! I'm gonna touch
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you and kiss you and feel anything on you I want, and YOU
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CAN'T DO SHIT ABOUT IT! What do you think about that,
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Faith?"
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Faith didn't answer. She was curled up against the door,
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sobbing her eyes out. She shouldn't waste it, Jack thought.
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I'll give her LOTS to cry about later!
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He grabbed her bare thigh, making her scream. "You've got
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great legs, Faith. How old are you, SLUT?"
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"E-Eleven", Faith sobbed.
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Jack held the gun in front of her face. "How scared are
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you?"
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"Scared!", Faith screamed. "Don't kill me!"
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"You want to live? Huh?"
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"Yes!"
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"Then stay scared! If I even think you really like this,
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I'll blow your fucking head off!" He grabbed her head and
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pulled her mouth against his, shoving the gun up under her
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skirt so it pressed against her cunt. She shivered at its
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touch but didn't try to pull away.
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Jack pushed her off. "Now sit still! You belong to me,
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Faith. You got that? YOU BELONG TO ME! Nobody can help
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you! Nobody!"
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Faith cowered down in the seat, sobbing hysterically. Jack
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wanted to make her suck him off right then and there, maybe
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even pop her cherry. But he'd been in one place too long.
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Somebody might stop to see if he was having trouble.
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He started to drive. It was half an hour to his "hideout"
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where he planned to take her. Faith continued to sob
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loudly, her head resting against the door, just under the
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window.
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Her skirt was still halfway up her thigh, teasing him. He
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put his hand on top of her thigh and ran it up to her
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panties. The girl squealed and closed her legs.
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"Open you fucking legs, CUNT!", he screamed at her. Faith
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quickly opened her legs, squirming a lot and sobbing harder
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as he fondled her virgin middle.
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Jack wanted to slap the girl. He wanted to hurt her, but he
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didn't know why. At the same time, he didn't want to damage
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her. He wanted her to be fresh and sexy for as long as he
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could keep her that way.
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"P-please st-st-stop", Faith begged. "I have to pee!"
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Jack drew his hand away. He didn't want her to pee her
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panties. He wasn't into golden showers. "You hold it! You
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piss and I'll kill you right here!"
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He left her be the rest of the way. He didn't want to scare
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her and make her piss all over. That would ruin things.
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He soon reached the secluded cabin that was to be his home
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for as long as he wanted to keep Faith. He got out and
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hurried around to the other side, pulling the girl out.
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Clamping a hand tightly over her mouth, he forced her inside
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and locked the door behind him.
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"You still have to pee?", he snarled.
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Faith nodded emphatically. Jack pulled out the key to the
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cuffs and took them off. "Alright. Take off your skirt and
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your pantyhose and I'll take you to the bathroom.
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Whether out of fear or need, Faith quickly did what he told
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her. When she stood only in her blouse and panties, he told
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her to put her shoes back on, picked up the skirt and led
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her by the arm to the bathroom.
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"You pee. Don't wipe it off with toilet paper. Use the
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washcloth on the sink. Clean yourself up good. Then put
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your skirt back on and get your ass out here!", he snapped.
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Taking her skirt, Faith ran inside. He wanted to watch, but
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not this time. He wanted her pussy to be a pleasant
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surprise. As it was, her white cotton panties showed him it
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was flat and probably VERY tight.
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A few minutes later Faith returned, smoothing her skirt.
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Her sobs had quieted a little, but she was still crying.
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Jack grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the
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wall.
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"Go back in there and blow your nose and wash your face!",
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he demanded. "Now!"
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Jack let go of her and she scrambled back into the bathroom.
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When he returned she was crying harder, but looked a little
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better. Grabbing her by the arm, he dragged her toward the
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bedroom, where he planned to keep her.
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Faith's eyes widened when she saw the bed--it was obvious
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she knew what he was going to do. Just for fun, he pushed
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her backwars onto the bed. "Lie still!", he snapped. "You
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fucking move and I'll choke you to death!"
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Faith lay very still, her arms out at her sides and legs
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spread slightly. She had her eyes shut tightly and looked
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about ready to scream.
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"Say, please don't fuck me", he told her.
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"P-Please d-don't...d-don't...f-fuck me", she sobbed.
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"I won't."
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Her eyes opened. He grinned. "I'll just rape the shit out
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of you!" He threw himself on her, pinning her wrists and
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sealing his mouth over hers. She had soft, firm lips and
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her mouth tasted sweet. He thrust his tongue in as far as
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he could, grinding his crotch against hers. He could feel
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her little heart pounding against his chest and loved every
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second of it.
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Climbing off the girl, he hauled her up by one arm and
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propelled her over to a nearby chair. He spun her around,
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pinned her arms, and smacked her on the ass. Faith let out
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a cry and shivered against him.
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"That's just a warning", he told her. "I want you to sit in
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this chair and don't even think about moving until I come
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back. You move and I'll hurt you a lot worse!" He shoved
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her into the chair and stepped out without looking back,
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secure in the knowledge she was too scared to try anything.
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But just in case, he'd deliberately left a phone nearby--one
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that wasn't connected. If he caught her trying to use it,
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he'd use that as an excuse to hurt her more.
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Out in the car, he got the ropes and gag and all of her
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stuff. He carried it back inside, only to find her still
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sitting in the chair, showing no sign of having moved.
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She was sobbing quietly, her head hanging, hair over her
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face. "Please let me go, I won't tell", she begged.
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"Shut up, cunt!", Jack snapped. "That's your name from now
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on. Cunt! I want you to say it!"
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Faith didn't raise her head. "Cunt."
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Jack slapped her on the side of the head. "Look at me,
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Cunt. Tell me how much you like this. Tell me you deserve
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this."
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Faith shook her head. "No..."
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Jack slapped her again, harder. "Tell me!"
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"I like this. I deserve this", Faith sobbed.
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He stepped behind the girl and pulled her wrists together
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behind the chair. "Please don't tie me up. I won't try to
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get away!", she pleaded.
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Jack ignored her and tied her wrists. He made sure the
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ropes weren't too tight, then bound her ankles. "You have
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great legs, Cunt. I'm going to have a lot of fun with
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them." He moved around behind her again and yankd a
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kerchief between her jaws, knotting it behind her head.
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Pulling the girl out of the chair once more, he gave her ten
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hard slaps on the ass, making her scream each time, then
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shoved her back. Her pretty face was red an she was panting
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hard through the gag. Reaching dow the front of her blouse,
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he slipped his hand inside her training bra and pinched one
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of her nipples.
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She screamed in agony, her whole body going stiff. He
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guessed they must be developing and therefore quite sore and
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sensitive. Good. He would make her pain something to
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remember.
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He removed his hand and went over to the bed. It didn't
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take long to rilfe her purse--she didn't have much. Five
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dollars and a picture of her family, along with a library
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card. No makeup or anything else.
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He looked at the picture. It appeared Faith had a younger
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sister, just as pretty, but much youger. He held it up
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to her face. "This your sister?", he asked. Faith nodded.
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"How old is she?"
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"Fihhfe", Faith sobbed, muffled by the gag.
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"What's her name?"
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"Behfcky."
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"Becky? That's a pretty name. I'm going to get her too,
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Faith, and bring her here. Unless you do everything I want,
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you got that?"
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Faith nodded emphatically. "Good. Now be scared. Real
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fucking scared!"
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He jammed his hand into her blouse and pinched her again,
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making her scream. Withdrawing his hand again, he headed
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into the kitchen. He needed a beer.
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xxx
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For the next hour he let the girl simmer. His cock got hard
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just thinking about what he wanted to do to her. After a
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while her loud sobs quieted down and he decided to move onto
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the next part of his plan.
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Jack had planned well, of course. This was his first
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kidnapping--but not his first rape. Working as an orderly
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at a mental hospital gave him access to lots of potential
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victims. His favorite was a catatonic ten year old named
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Kara. Kara had been at the hospital two years, ever since
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seeing her entire family die in front of her.
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Jack liked her because she wasn't able to tell anyone what
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he did to her. She didn't react to much of anything--nor
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could she do anything for herself. She ate if fed, went to
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the bathroom but somebody had to wipe her. Otherwise she'd
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just lay around and do nothing.
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Kara looked a lot like Faith--long light brown hair and
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brown eyes, small and thin, but not skinny. It was because
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of that that Jack had been so attracted to Faith. Unlike
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Kara, Faith would be quite responsive.
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Not that Kara was totally unresponsive. The first night
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Jack raped her and stole her virginity, she cried. Not loud
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weeping, just tears rolling down her cheeks, like she felt
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it. And when he put his cock in her mouth she would
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automatically suck and swallow, though Jack could never
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figure out just why.
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Either way, working there and having Kara to play with
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hadn't been enough, but it had given him the means to plan
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this out carefully.
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He wanted to give Faith maximum pain and terror with minimal
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damage. He also didn't want a mess. He'd read a lot of
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stories on raping little girls and stuff, but most of them
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missed some crucial points. Little girls were prone to
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throw up, piss or shit their pants when they got scared.
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Jack was used to all three--you got it alot, working with
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mental patients--but he didn't want that with Faith.
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It was easily remedied, of course. He'd clean Faith out
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beforehand. He had what he needed to do it. He even
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planned to break the girl's hymen before he raped her to
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keep the blood away.
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Stepping back into the bedroom, he lifted the shaking girl
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from the chair and cradled her in his lap. Gently he
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pressed her head to his shoulder and stroked her hair. It
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was all part of the mind games he intended to play with
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her.
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"I'm going to untie you, Faith", he said gently. "Then
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you're going to take all your clothes off." He felt her
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start to shake even harder. He gave her a gentle squeeze.
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"Shh, now, I won't hurt you. I won't even look. I'm going
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to give you some special panties to wear, and a shirt. If
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you're a good girl, when I'm done you'll take a bath and
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then you can go to sleep. Okay?"
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His gentle tone calmed her a little. He slid her onto the
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bed and went over to the closet, where he'd stored a t-shirt
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he thought might fit her. The final item was a pair of
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rubber pants with a whole in the back; they were designed
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to fit girls about her size. The hole was for enemas.
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He untied Faith and turned his back while she undressed. He
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didn't want to see her nude until he raped her. "Have you
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had a period yet?", he asked.
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"No", she answered softly.
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"Hurry up and get that stuff on. That hole in the panties
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goes in back."
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A few minutes later she announced she was dressed. He
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looked her over, admiring the way the rubber pants hugged
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her tiny middle and slender hips. Grabbing her arm, he took
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her into the bathroom.
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The first thing he did was pull a tampon out of the medicine
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cabinet. "Stick this in your pussy. It'll hurt the first
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time but get used to it because all girls gotta do it sooner
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or later."
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Faith took the tampon questioningly, then turned around and
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pulled the front of the rubber pants down. He watched her
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hands move, inserting it, gasping a little.
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"It hurts", she told him. "I can't go any further."
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"Push it. I want you to tear your hymen."
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"Do it or I'll get a knife and do it!", he snapped.
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Shaking, Faith pushed harder. Not satisified with her
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progress, Jack reached around and gave her hand a shove.
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She screamed and nearly fell as the tampon's plastic
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applicator tore her tender hymen in half.
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Holding her around the waist, Jack told her to pull out the
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applicator and throw it on the floor. She did as she was
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told, leaving the tampon itself in place. Jack snapped the
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rubber panties back into place and turned her to face him.
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Kneeling down, he ran his hands up and down her legs. They
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were baby smooth--not even the lightest of hairs, like most
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little girls had. "You shave your legs, Faith?"
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"N-No. My mommy lets me wax them."
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"She's a smart mommy. She must have wanted me to do this.
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When did you wax them last?"
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"Last night", Faith admitted.
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"Good girl. Now get down on your knees and face the
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toilet."
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Shaking, the girl got down. Jack took a bottle of syrup of
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ipecac from the medicine cabinet and measured a small amount
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on a spoon. He made Faith drink it down, then held her head
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when a moment later her stomach lurched and she started
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vomiting.
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She vomited twice and dry heaved for a few minutes, then
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sagged weakly against the toilet. Jack pulled her to her
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feet and made her wash her mouth out, then gave her some
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mouthwash and a tootbrush and toothpaste to finish up.
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While she did that, he prepared a warm, soap and water
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enema.
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Taking her back into the bedroom, he made her lie face down.
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The hole in the panties was wide--he could see pink asscheek
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peeking through. Greasing up the tube, he fingered her a
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bit until he found her tiny asshole, then slid the tube in.
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Faith gasped a little at the discomfort as the tube slid up
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into her bowels and the warm, soapy water filled her.
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It didn't take long before her abdomen bulged and she was
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moaning in pain. "It hurts!", she wailed after a bit.
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"Stop!"
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Jack slapped her head. "Shut up, Cunt! It's you or your
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sister, got that?"
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Faith immediately quieted down.
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***
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He left the enema in for the better part of half an hour,
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then took her into the bathroom and let her go. She sobbed
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with relief as her bowels emptied, only to cry harder when
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he dragged her back to the bedroom and applied an ice cold
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water enema to finish cleaning her out.
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While she lay moaning, he drew a warm bath for her and piled
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her clothes up. It was getting late now; just after six.
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He didn't think she'd be on the news yet, but he wanted to
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see later. Just in case.
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After her second cleansing, he had her remove the tampon and
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take a bath. He was pleased to see she hadn't bled much.
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He left a blowdryer for her to use on her hair, then went
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out to watch the news. As he'd thought, nothing, unless
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he'd missed it.
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He watched the world news and then a stupid comedy after
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that, and Faith still wasn't out of the bathroom. He heard
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the hairdryer going so he decided she must be drying he
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hair. Maybe he'd pay her a little visit.
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He didn't bother to knock on the bathroom door. He just
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shoved it open. Only Faith wasn't there.
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He felt a momentary thrill of panic, then realized she
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couldn't have gotten out; the back door was deadbolted, and
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she'd have to get past him to get to the front. Which
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meant...
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Dashing into the bedroom, he found her frantically trying to
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dial the phone. The minute she saw him she screamed and
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dropped the phone, backing into a corner. He grabbed her by
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the throat and slammed her hard against the wall, then flung
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her onto the bed.
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"Fucking cunt! I told you to cooperate!" Grabbing her by
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the shoulders, he shook her hard. "I should fucking kill
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you!"
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Faith screamed hysterically. She didn't try to fight him,
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he noticed, a sure sign she was terrified. Pulling her to
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her feet, he yanked her hands behind her back and tied them
|
|
again. "Please don't kill me!", she wailed.
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"Shut up! SHUT THE FUCK UP!", he screamed at her, grabbing
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her around the waist and slapping her ass again, three quick
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slaps. Shoving her back into the chair, he tied her ankles
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next. It was time to teach her a lesson.
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Stepping back, he unzipped his pants. Whipping out this
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thick, 10" cock, he showed it to the terrified little girl.
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"Open wide, Faith! And you even think about biting this,
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you're dead and so is your sister!"
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Lower lip trembling, Faith opened her mouth as wide as it
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could go. Grabbing the sides of her face, Jack slammed his
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cock into her mouth, shoving it so far it went into her
|
|
throat. Faith gagged fiercely and struggled so hard she
|
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nearly tipped the chair over.
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Jack held her head until she managed to keep his cock
|
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without choking. He pulled back and plunged in again and
|
|
again, the girl's hot, wet mouth and whimpers driving him
|
|
toward a fast, massive orgasm.
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|
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His head was spinning by the time he came, the ecstasy was
|
|
so great. He rammed his cock back into Faith's throat and
|
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held her head pressed into his abdomen, making the little
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girl take his whole load down her throat, then suck him
|
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clean before he withdrew.
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|
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Faith began choking and sobbing as soon as he pulled out.
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"I hate you!", she screamed at him. "I hate you, I hate
|
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you!"
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Jack slapped her lightly across the face. Just hard enough
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to sting. "Watch your mouth, Faith! You love what I just
|
|
did! You want more!"
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|
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"NO!", Faith screamed. "Leave me alone!"
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|
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Her terror was too much for Jack. He felt positively giddy
|
|
with what he'd done to her and with what he yet planned to
|
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do. Grabbing a thick handful of her hair, he jerked the
|
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little girl's head back so she had to look up at him.
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He sealed his mouth over hers, thrusting his tongue in.
|
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Faith gagged and made no effort to kiss him back. In time,
|
|
she would. The worst of her humiliation wasn't over. After
|
|
he'd raped her to his satisfaction, he'd make her give
|
|
herself to him. He doubted she would enjoy it, and if he
|
|
even thought she did, he had ways of punishing her.
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|
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Reaching down inside of her blouse, he tweaked her nipples.
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Her little body jerked each time in response. Drawing his
|
|
hand back out, he began to stroke his thick cock. He was
|
|
ready to come again.
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|
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|
He pulled away from the girl's mouth and held her head still
|
|
while he jerked off in front of her. Faith tried to squirm
|
|
away, and he gave her hair a jerk, making her sit still.
|
|
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|
"Here it comes, cunt!", he screamed, spewing his thick load
|
|
all over her pretty face. He wiped it off and made her lick
|
|
it off of his fingers, enjoying every second of watching her
|
|
do it. Never did he think it could be this great!
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|
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"Tastes good, huh?", he laughed. "Want more?"
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"NO! Leave me alone, please!", Faith begged.
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|
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|
"No way, cunt. You're all mine."
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|
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"I want to go home", Faith pleaded. "I WANT MY MOMMY!"
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|
"Tough shit, cunt." Jack yanked the gag between her teeth
|
|
again and tied it. He wasn't done yet. He went into the
|
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kitchen and searched the drawers until he came up with two
|
|
snap-on clothespins. Returning to Faith, he opened the
|
|
little girl's blouse and pushed up her training bra. Her
|
|
little boobs barely stood out. Her nipples were tiny and
|
|
pink, not even erect.
|
|
|
|
Jack lowered his head and sucked on one, then the other.
|
|
They were obviously very sensitive; a flick of his tongue
|
|
brougth them erect. Just for some more fun, he pinched
|
|
them, making Faith squirm and whimper with pain.
|
|
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|
"See these?", he asked, holding up the clothespins. "All
|
|
for you, Faith. Watch."
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|
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|
He spread the clothespins and pushed them against each
|
|
nipple. The girl's eyes grew wide and she shook her head
|
|
violently. She definitely didn't want that!
|
|
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|
Laughing, Jack let the clothespins snap shut. Faith
|
|
screamed so loudly, the gag was barely enough to muffle it.
|
|
The little girl began to squirm violently, trying to shake
|
|
them free, which she couldn't, of course.
|
|
|
|
Jack found himself getting hard all over again. He briefly
|
|
considered taking out her gag and face fucking her once
|
|
more, then discarded it. Nor would he touch her pussy--yet.
|
|
He'd save that for later.
|
|
|
|
He lifted the girl out of the chair and threw her on the bed
|
|
face up. Vicioulsy, he pulled the clothespins off of her
|
|
swollen nipples and started to jerk off. Faith shut her
|
|
eyes tight.
|
|
|
|
This time he came on her tits, gobs and gobs of cum he'd
|
|
never thought possible. Laughing, he rubbed it into her
|
|
skin, ignoring her moans of agony as he rubbed her extremely
|
|
sore nipples.
|
|
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|
"Yeah, that's terrific", he chuckled. "Real good."
|
|
|
|
When the last of his sticky cum had been rubbed it, he
|
|
pulled her bra down and buttoned her blouse, then flipped
|
|
her over, with her legs hanging off the bed. He pulled off
|
|
his belt and smacked the girl's ass with it, the loud CRACK
|
|
of the leather against her tender behind, protected only by
|
|
her panties and skirt, had him hard again in no time.
|
|
|
|
One more thing to do, he decided, before he got some rest.
|
|
Giving the girl's ass one more hard swat, her pushed her
|
|
skirt up and drew her panties down, revealing the tighest,
|
|
cutest little rosebud asshole he'd ever seen.
|
|
|
|
"Just wait here", he teased. "I'll be right back."
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|
|
|
xxx
|
|
Jack deliberately took a long time in the bathroom, getting
|
|
the KY jelly. While he was there, he filled a syringe with
|
|
a small amount of sedative. For later.
|
|
|
|
Back in the bedroom, he surveyed his young victim. She
|
|
looked so tender and helpless, hands bound behind her, skirt
|
|
pushed up and panties down, ankles tied. Her little body
|
|
was wracked with sobs.
|
|
|
|
He knelt down, running his hands over her bare thighs as he
|
|
tongued her tender ass. She shivered, whether from pleasure
|
|
or disgust he didn't know. He was enjoying himself too
|
|
much.
|
|
|
|
He slipped the neck of the jelly tube into her tiny
|
|
sphincter and squeezed, filling her insides with the gooey
|
|
stuff. Faith squirmed as it entered her, her sobs softening
|
|
but sounding no less frightened. When the tube was empty,
|
|
Jack stood up, spread her tiny asscheeks, and put the head
|
|
of his cock at her opening.
|
|
|
|
Faith tensed. "Yeah, do that. I want it to hurt a lot!",
|
|
he laughed, pushing his cock in. Despite her tightness, the
|
|
jelly eased the way. As his cock entered the little girl's
|
|
hot inner rectum, Faith gasped.
|
|
|
|
He pushed himself all the way in, then pulled out and shoved
|
|
back in again, as hard as he could. Faith screamed and
|
|
buried her face in the bed covers as Jack pounded her tight,
|
|
once virgin ass fiercely. Jack knew she secretly loved every
|
|
minute of this and pounded her harder, never quite letting
|
|
his dick slip out of her super-tight, lubed asshole.
|
|
|
|
When he finally came, he did so way up inside of her,
|
|
dumping thick, hot load after load deep inside of her
|
|
bowels. Slipping his hand around her slim hip, he lightly
|
|
fingered her flat, as yet unseen, virgin pussy. When the
|
|
little girl responded by collapsing in a limp heap, sobbing,
|
|
Jack knew she was spent for the night. Jack pulled out and
|
|
smiled admiringly at his softening, yet clean, cock.
|
|
|
|
Much as he hated to admit it, he was bushed. It had been a
|
|
long day and tomorrow would be even longer. Not only him,
|
|
but for Faith as well.
|
|
|
|
He rolled the little girl over onto her back and gently
|
|
inserted the needle into her arm. Faith's eyes slid closed
|
|
quickly, the sedative and exhaustion taking over. Jack
|
|
untied her and removed the gag, then her shoes and skirt.
|
|
He left her nothing but her panties. Tomorrow night, not
|
|
even that.
|
|
|
|
Slipping the girl under the blankets, Jack laid down next to
|
|
her. Let her sleep now. She'd need it for tomorrow night.
|
|
|
|
DAY 2
|
|
|
|
Early the next morning Jack awakened Faith and made her
|
|
dress. She was considerably more submissive than she had
|
|
been yesterday, but no less frightened.
|
|
|
|
After she dressed, Jack tied her hands again. "You hungry,
|
|
Faith? You want some fucking breakfast?"
|
|
|
|
Faith nodded. Tears crept down her face.
|
|
|
|
"Here, have some!", he shouted, ramming his cock into her
|
|
mouth. He facefucked the girl for a good ten minutes,
|
|
making her swallow his load--her "breakfast". The girl
|
|
choked and gagged the whole time and afterward, knelt
|
|
sobbing in front of him while he gagged her.
|
|
|
|
Unfortunately, Jack had to work today. But he'd planned for
|
|
that, too. Pulling the girl to her feet, he led her over to
|
|
the closet, which was empty. Inside he'd built a low wooden
|
|
bench which he sat her on. He tied her ankles together and
|
|
grinned at her.
|
|
|
|
"This'll keep you", he told her. "Now, you gotta go to the
|
|
bathroom or anything?"
|
|
|
|
Faith shook her head. "Good. 'Cause you'll be in here all
|
|
day, got that? This'll keep you." He went into the kitchen
|
|
and returned with a sports bottle filled with cold water,
|
|
which he sat next to her. There was enough room for her to
|
|
bed down and sip from it, despite her gag. "You get
|
|
thirsty, there's water for you. I'll see you in, oh, eight
|
|
or ten hours." Laughing, he shut the door on her and headed
|
|
to the bathroom to get ready for work.
|
|
|
|
He stopped once more before he left to make sure she didn't
|
|
need the bathroom, then headed off to work. Time seemed to
|
|
crawl by. Once or twice he was gripped by the paranoid
|
|
feeling that she might have gotten away, or worse, that
|
|
someone had seen him take her.
|
|
|
|
The noon news had a story on her disappearance, tucked
|
|
neatly at the end right after the sports--typical, Jack
|
|
noted. Missing kids rarely ever attracted much attention.
|
|
|
|
Jack practically ran to his car when his shift was over.
|
|
His balls ached and his cock was throbbing for Faith's tight
|
|
snatch. No more waiting. He was going to rape the little
|
|
girl for everything he was worth, all night long...
|
|
|
|
xxx
|
|
|
|
Faith cowered when he opened the closet door. Jack had
|
|
dropped his pants, his rock hard meat sticking out, pointing
|
|
at her like an accusing finger. "Suck me, whore!", he
|
|
demaned, removing her gag. "Suck me and I'll let you go
|
|
now!"
|
|
|
|
Faith leaned hesistantly forward, her eyes on him as she
|
|
took his cock in her mouth. Tears streamed down her face,
|
|
tears of humiliation. She slid a little in and started to
|
|
suck, but it wasn't enough to please Jack.
|
|
|
|
Grabbing her head in both hands, he raped her mouth, jamming
|
|
all 10" of his thick cock down her throat and forcing her to
|
|
suck him that way. Faith choked and gagged, her small body
|
|
heaving as she fought to control herself, and finally, suck
|
|
him off.
|
|
|
|
When she had finished and the last of his cum was safely
|
|
down her throat, Jack gagged her once more and removed his
|
|
pants. "Party time, babe", he chuckled.
|
|
|
|
He flung the sobbing child onto the bed and reached under
|
|
her, unzipping her skirt. He drew it off slowly, watching
|
|
her white panties as they peeked out at him, then were
|
|
wholly exposed, the only thing left covering her tender
|
|
virgin mound.
|
|
|
|
"This won't hurt at all, Faith", he told her, his voice
|
|
seductively cruel and kind at the same time. He rubbed
|
|
his hand over her tender mound, feeling it through the
|
|
fabric of the panties, as Faith squirmed and squeaked and
|
|
whimpered. Then, ever so slowly, he pulled them off.
|
|
|
|
Her pussy was perfect--flat and hairless, with just the
|
|
slightest trace of pink on the outer lips. Hungrily Jack
|
|
lowered his mouth and began to lick her there, her squeaks
|
|
and whimpering turning to soft moans of unexpected pleasure
|
|
as he tenderly probed her delicate mound.
|
|
|
|
He only suckled her for a few minutes, long enough to make
|
|
her wet. He didn't want to her to have an orgasm. He
|
|
didn't even want her to KNOW what an orgasm was. He just
|
|
wanted to make the going easier--for him.
|
|
|
|
He slid up over her, guiding his cock with one hand to the
|
|
opening of her tiny hole. Faith stopped moaning and looked
|
|
at him, as if for the first time realizing that the terror
|
|
was far from over.
|
|
|
|
Faith's eyes widened as he pushed in, just a moments
|
|
hesitation before she screamed agonizingly through her gag.
|
|
Jack pushed with all he had until he was buried to the hilt
|
|
inside of her tight virgin cunt. Her screams were too much
|
|
for him to bear; they excited him to no end. Grinning like
|
|
a madman, he pulled out and slammed back in, enjoying her
|
|
pain.
|
|
|
|
He'd never imagined it could be so good--it was one thing to
|
|
fuck a catatonic girl, quite another to fuck one who could
|
|
feel it and react. Faith's cunt clamped around his cock
|
|
like a vaccuum, urging him to come in her.
|
|
|
|
He stared at her eyes as he pushed himself back into her.
|
|
They were huge now, full of pain and terror, not a trace of
|
|
any other emotion in them. Every inch of her body was
|
|
tense, her legs stuck straight out and rigid. He felt his
|
|
cock slide up inside of her and withdraw again, maintaining
|
|
a rhythm that brought pleasure to him and pain to her.
|
|
|
|
"I like hurting you Faith!", he howled, "your pussy is
|
|
sooooo tight! I bet Becky's is real tight, huh?"
|
|
|
|
Faith squeezed her eyes closed and screamed louder than
|
|
ever. It might have been NO, it might have been a cry of
|
|
agony. Jack didn't know, nor did he have any reason to
|
|
care. Ass quivering with the sudden force of his orgasmic
|
|
pleasure, he shot his hot load deep into her.
|
|
|
|
Jack collapsed on top of the little girl, panting and
|
|
grinning and feeling almost totally satiated. He'd raped
|
|
her, fucked her hot, tight cunt for what it was worth, but
|
|
it wasn't over just yet. No, he had more humiliation in
|
|
store yet.
|
|
|
|
He pulled out of the little girl, slowly, feeling the way
|
|
her tensed fuck muscles squeezed the last hot jism from his
|
|
cock. Faith immediately rolled onto her side and drew her
|
|
legs up in a fetal position, a feeble attempt to protect or
|
|
even comfort herself, in Jack's eyes.
|
|
|
|
"I'M NOT DONE YET, FAITH!", he screamed, forced her face
|
|
down and working her ass up in the air, spreading her legs.
|
|
Grabbing her slender, shaking hips, he slid into her from
|
|
behind.
|
|
|
|
Faith emitted a surprised gasp, then resumed sobbing as he
|
|
slid into her violated cunt again. Jack pounded her a few
|
|
times, then got another idea. Picking up the rope he'd used
|
|
on her ankles, he pulled it around her neck and held it in
|
|
one hand like a rein. Faith started choking as he pulled it
|
|
tight while sliding in, holding it there until the girl
|
|
sounded almost ready to pass out, then releasing it when he
|
|
pulled out of her. He did this again and again, bringing
|
|
her to the brink of unconsciousness, then releasing her when
|
|
he pulled out.
|
|
|
|
"YEEHA! RIDE'M COWBOY!", he bellowed as he came again,
|
|
pulling the rope as tight as he dared. Once more he brought
|
|
her into the breach, then let go. The last time she
|
|
collapsed onto the bed, gasping and sobbing and trembling
|
|
uncontrollably.
|
|
|
|
"Yeah, baby, that was great", Jack breathed. He left the
|
|
girl lay there while he went to shower. "I'll be back,
|
|
cunt!", he swore.
|
|
|
|
xxx
|
|
|
|
When he returned half an hour later, Faith still lay face
|
|
down on the bed, quiet, but her body quivering almost
|
|
uncontrollably. Jack rolled her over, grinning maniacally.
|
|
|
|
The girl stared back at him with a look of absolute terror.
|
|
She'd bitten down so hard on the gag, it was almost severed
|
|
in two. Still grinning, Jack raped her again. This time,
|
|
she didn't last. She just passed out.
|
|
|
|
Ten minutes after he finished, Jack lay next to the girl.
|
|
Much as he wanted to, he could take this no further. She'd
|
|
hit the brink; next thing, she'd start accepting it. Maybe
|
|
even like it. And he didn't want that.
|
|
|
|
Pausing only to dress, he lifted the girl's limp form in his
|
|
arms and carried her out to the car. Faith's little ordeal
|
|
had come to an end, but his fun had just begun...
|
|
|
|
|
|
EPILOGUE
|
|
|
|
Jack came to work a week later feeling exuberant, full of
|
|
life. He wasn't the least concerned that anyone would find
|
|
out what he'd done. Nor that they would catch him if he
|
|
chose to do it again. Nothing had happened during the time
|
|
he'd taken to rest up, and he didn't think anything would
|
|
happen now.
|
|
|
|
He waved good morning to the a couple of nurses and a fellow
|
|
orderly standing at the coffee machine as he passed by,
|
|
stopping long enough to pick up his room keys at the nurses
|
|
station.
|
|
|
|
While he was there, Dr. Humboldt, the chief psychiatrist,
|
|
walked up to him. "Good to see you back, Jack." He
|
|
grinned. "I made a rhyme."
|
|
|
|
Jack nodded, silently wondering if Dr. Humboldt wasn't
|
|
really a patient who'd escaped at some point and nobody
|
|
noticed.
|
|
|
|
"We have a new patient in your wing. She was just brought
|
|
in two days ago. Total catatonic."
|
|
|
|
Dr. Humbolt put a hand on Jack's shoulder and led him down
|
|
the hall to a room that, last week, had been unoccupied.
|
|
Through the little glass window, Jack could see a young girl
|
|
with long, brown hair sitting with her back to the door,
|
|
staring out the mesh-and-glass window.
|
|
|
|
"She's a rape victim, that much we know. She wasn't badly
|
|
marked up but she must have gone through hell. She won't
|
|
talk, she hardly eats. She doesn't even seem to recognize
|
|
her own family. She's like little Kara Michaels."
|
|
|
|
Jack nodded. He was already getting hard. Another
|
|
catatonic to play with! How much better could this get?
|
|
|
|
"Well, I'll leave you to, um, get acquainted", Dr. Humboldt
|
|
said with a smile, then walked off.
|
|
|
|
Jack unlocked the door and stepped inside. The girl didn't
|
|
react at all to the squeak of his shoes on the floor, or the
|
|
sound of the door shutting behind him. He walked around to
|
|
the other side of the bed and looked at her face. A slow,
|
|
sick smile crept across his lips as a hint of recognition
|
|
filled the girl's brown eyes.
|
|
|
|
"Hello, Faith."
|