Breaking Her In
Okay, first off before ANYTHING, just to let you all know, I wrote this for my friend due to it being her birthday and she requested it. She isn't on SF, but I decided to post it here, because hey, why not let you all enjoy it as well? The story belongs to me, characters, plot, all mine, don't distribute without my permission, yeah you already know the drill. The story contains Rape, ((Not one of my particular favorites to write about, but like I said, it was a request.)) Children in a sexual situation. Human Only, Mild Bondage, Cunnilingus, and cock sucking. If any of that disturbs you, please exit this now. I'd also like to take a bit of time out to thank everyone who has commented or Favorited any of my two previous stories, I appreciate your kind words and I love you all! I hope to continue to hear good ((or bad)) feedback from you all, and I thank you for it. You aren't just ratings and followers to me. You are all people who enjoy my writings and I wish to continue to serve up things you like. Now, Here it is! P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY REBECCA, YOU CRAZY RAPE LOVING WHORE! :D Love ya!
One quiet warm, spring evening in Cleveland Heights Ohio, A little girl at the age of six named Samantha was exiting her school and preparing for her weekend as she walked home. Samantha was a pretty little thing, sun kissed skin, hazel eyes, and brown hair that touched the small of her back. She was barely two feet tall and had a lean frame.
Today, she wore a cute purple shirt with pink and white floral designs on it, as well as a white skirt which stopped just at her knees. She wore knee high white socks and a pair of purple and white converses. Her panties were sheer white and defined the outline of her young intimate parts. As she trekked home, her "Hello Kitty" book bag slung on her back, a gray Honda CR-V pulled up beside her, slowing down enough to catch her attention as its black tinted windows rolled down, to reveal a man in his mid thirties, white with black wavy hair and vibrant, green eyes and a million dollar movie star smile.
"Hey, Samantha, I'm a friend of your dad's. He told me to pick you up and drive you to his job since he wouldn't be home to let you in" The man said in a cool, welcoming voice. Samantha knew better than to immediately hop into some random car with a stranger she had never seen before or heard her father mention. "My daddy told me not to go with strangers, sorry." She said in a soprano tone and prepared to walk away. "It's okay, I can prove that I know your dad" The man said, rolling up the window some as he saw some parents walking past with their kids, more than one suspiciously eyeing his car, but none were in the right view to see who was talking to the girl.
"How?" She said, turning to face the man again. "My name is Richard Hall, I work with your dad, Matthew Landry at the grocery store on Noble Road, where we both take inventory. He has to wait until the next shipment arrives before he can leave, so he wanted me to pick you up so you could be with him." Richard said truthfully. In fact, every word he said was true, down to his own name. Richard was a child molester. He had been brought to trial in California, but they were immediately dropped when he had one of his fellow molesters take the fall for him, in exchange for a couple hundred thousand dollars, and a promise of a bribe to the judge for a quick release.
He now resided in Ohio for his new hunting grounds, and when he heard about his work colleague's daughter, he immediately planned out his next plan to catch this enticing prey.
Samantha thought for a moment. This guy knew where her father worked, what he does, and her name, so he must be telling the truth. After a moment of mulling it over, she decided he was trustworthy and tossed her heavy back pack in first, and then ((with some effort)) managed to climb up into the large car's back seat. Richard drove off, down the street, feeling giddy and that rush of adrenaline he always felt when securing a new prey. He could hardly restrain himself from releasing his erection and taking the young female right there!
Instead, he waited. Patience was something he was very good at and he looked through his rear-view mirror at the adorable Samantha. "Hey kiddo, want to hear some music?" he asked. Samantha nodded quickly and smiled. "Can we listen to Disney Radio, please?" she asked politely. Richard grinned at her innocence and nodded. He knew he had scored big on this one. "Sure honey, no problem." He immediately switched to 1590 AM radio and a Demi Levato song was currently playing.
For the next few minutes, Richard talked and laughed with the unknowing Samantha, gaining her trust each moment. Currently, they were playing I-spy, when Samantha saw her father's grocery store. "We're here!" She cheered happily, already unbuckling her seat belt. She waited for Richard to turn into the parking lot so she could greet her daddy, but the turn never came. He kept driving past the empty lot and down the street.
"Um, Mr. Richard, we passed the store." she said, leaning forward to tap the older man on his shoulder. The warm, kind grin he held before was gone, now replaced with a darker, more menacing one as he kept his eyes on the road. "I know.." That's all he said. With fear and realization sinking in, Samantha scrambled as far back into her seat as she could, as if she was being approached by a hungry wolf. "Uh..I'd like to get out now please. Could you take me home?" She asked, half of her already knew the answer. "I can't do that now, sorry." He said, giving a chuckle.
He slowed down just enough so that if she tried to jump out she wouldn't be too hurt. As expected, she yanked open the lock and pushed the door open. Hopping out without her book bag and trying to run back towards her father's shop, which was so far away now that they were on a secluded back road. Richard chuckled again. He loved runners. While parking his car under a tree, and giving her enough of a head-start to make her think she had a chance of escaping, he hopped out and dashed after her, a syringe filled with a clear liquid in his left hand.
"Gotta get home..Gotta get help...Daddy!" she thought as she ran away. She was suddenly scooped off of her feet and into a strong, unyielding pair of arms. "Nooo! Let me go! Heeelp! Help me!" She screamed, kicking and scratching to try and make this monster release his grip from her. It was futile, as he held her firm and injected the syringe's contents into her neck, causing her to cease all movements and go completely limp in his arms, with the exception of her labored breaths from running.
When she awoke, she found herself in some sort of empty factory, bound to a cold metal table by plastic zip-ties. She struggled and grunted, trying to free herself from this dark place, but much like her efforts before, it was futile. Her hands were tied behind her back and her legs were bound by rope uncomfortably. After tiring out, she laid dormant, listening to the sounds around her and all the other smells and feelings. She heard water crashing in the distance, as well as the screeching call of gulls so she knew there might be a lake or something around, and she smelled the smell of fish. She only felt the smooth metal beneath her, but she also felt that she was not alone in the warehouse.
"Hello? Somebody please help me!" She called, already on the verge of tears. "Nobody else can hear you Samantha." She heard that familiar voice and immediately thrashed in anger, trying to look in the direction of the voice. Richard stepped out from the darkness, one hand behind his back and the other reached out to gently caress her silky hair. Samantha jerked her head away from his touch, not wanting to feel him in any way. "Let me go!" She demanded, raising her legs from the table and slamming them back down with enough force to make a loud "Clang!" sound and make the steel table vibrate.
"Now why would I do that? You look so cute, tied up like that.." He said teasingly, a smirk on his handsome face. "Samantha, I want to play a game. Would you like to play?" Richard asked, shifting his pants around so his erection wouldn't be too uncomfortable. "No! I wanna leave! Why are you doing this?" She asked, tears now welling so bad she had to blink them away. "Why am I doing this?" Richard repeated, slowly tracing his hand from her cheek, to her neck, and down to her naval, which was hidden by her shirt. "I'm doing it because I think you are very pretty, and I like to have fun with pretty girls." He stated. Samantha paused and blushed at being called pretty, looking away from him.
Without anymore words, he pulled his throbbing, 10" member from his denim restraints and presented it to her, letting it come within inches of her soft lips. She opened her mouth wide, her pearly whites preparing to come down on his manhood and cause him pain nobody should ever go through. She halted immediately when his hand shot from behind his back and she was staring down the barrel of a sleek black Colt 45. "Ah, ah, ah.. Do you know what this is?" He asked, running the gun's muzzle across her lip and cheeks. Samantha nodded, the young girl too terrified out of her mind to speak.
"Good, then listen _very_closely to what I say." His voice taking a dangerous, warning tone to it. "You will do exactly what I say, no matter what, or I will kill you right here and now, got it?" he threatened. She nodded with wide, petrified eyes. "Now, open your mouth and stick out your tongue." He commanded, his voice returning to the tone she knew. Hesitantly, she did as told and opened her mouth wide, and stuck out her tongue. Richard shuddered at the sight, grinning from ear to ear before running his cocktip against her outstretched tongue. He groaned softly, stroking her hair with his free hand as he rocked his hips back and forth, letting his manhood graze against her wet appendage. He stuck his dick into her mouth, after the first three inches of his thick pole, he already touched her throat.
He paused and looked down at her again. "Now, close your mouth and suck on it. If you bite me...You'll regret it." He said with a cold glare. Like before, she did as told and suckled quietly on his member, inhaling his musky scent and immediately disliking it. Richard moaned and closed his eyes as he pushed his tip further, till he was going down into her throat, cutting off her air. She screamed around his engorged length and her eyes widened as she gagged, drool running down her face now. He pulled back when he saw her eyes begin to roll back and the first half of his fuck stick was coated in her thick drool. Samantha coughed and gasped for that refreshing next breath, unbelieving of what just happened.
Richard laughed as he saw her glare at him. "How'd you like your first deep throat?" He asked. She didn't have time to respond if she wanted to, because her mouth was immediately refilled with warm cock. He fucked her face for some minutes, depriving her of air at points, and then taking it slow. By now, her chin was shiny with spit and his pre-cum as he abused her innocent mouth.
He pulled back just before he was ready to blow all over her face and gave his cock a rest as he took the time to take the knife he had in his belt loop and cut away her shirt, and reveal her flat chest with her small nipples which hardened quickly due to the cold air. He licked both of her nipples for a moment before kissing down to her naval, swirling his tongue inside it and then moving further down. He undid her skirt, letting it fall to reveal her white undies, which hugged her cute rump quite nicely and did little to hide her inexperienced young snatch.
"What do we have here?.." Richard teased, letting his finger run between her pantie clad lower lips. Samantha trembled from his touch, unknowing of this strange, pleasurable feeling coursing through her loins. "Stop! Daddy said never to let anyone touch me there.." She said, tears streaming down her cute cheeks and marring her pretty facial features.
"Too bad."
That's all he had to say. He slid her panties down her legs, leaving her sneakers and high socks on her as he uncut the rope, and forcefully opened her legs to reveal her young, fresh, pink slit. Her outer Labia were puffy and perfectly formed, but due to her spread eagle situation, they were spread enough, with the help of Richard's fingers to show the bubblegum pink flesh that it was supposed to hide. Her clit was hidden by it's protective hood and she was slightly moist. He could feel the heat emanating from her snatch and took in her young scent.
"What a pretty little pussy you have here Samantha..Looks delicious." He said. She feared the worst when he said that, squirming away from him as best as she could as she felt his tongue slowly tease her outer folds. "No! Stop! Please stop!! Daddy! Daddy help m-" She was cut off when her own panties, scented with her sweat and feminine smell were forcefully jammed into her mouth and she was forced to taste herself. With the sound her her annoying screams dulled down to quiet muffled groans, Richard was satisfied enough to return to work.
He licked at her cunt slowly, going from her tight asshole, all the way up to her virgin hole, then her clit. She unwillingly rocked her hips towards his working mouth, her body betrayed her as it begged for more, as instinct and nature had programmed it to. He chuckled as he looked up at her. "Looks like your getting into it. You're even getting wet for me." He said. She whimpered and viciously shook her head no, to show she wasn't enjoying it, if the feared expression and tears weren't enough. He let his tongue snake it's way into her and heard her whimper and felt her squirm under his touch. He continued to lick her, and noticed her taste was divine. _"Like strawberries.."_Richard thought as his tongue hit her hymen and his fingers coaxed her nubile clit out of hiding.
Within minutes, he had her squirming in the throes of her first orgasm. She thrashed and bucked as her juices leaked from her pussy, down her ass and puckered asshole, and made a very small pool beneath her. When she was breathing deeply through her nose, trying to recover, he positioned his cock at her honey pot. Samantha's eyes shot open in fear. She tried to push back away from him, but he picked her up, placing her on her knees with her hands still zip-tied behind her back so her front was dipped down, and her pert little rear was raised into the air and gave him a marvelous view of her young cunny and the puckered hole above it. "Get ready sweetheart, the game's about to begin." Richard said with a lusty moan as his head slowly rubbed against her virgin hole, prodding and teasing, preparing her for what was to come.
Samantha sobbed and squealed, knowing what was to come, and knowing she was virtually powerless to resist. Richard pushed his bitch-tamer into her, and with a grunt, broke past her barrier and took her innocence. Samantha's pained scream was loud, even with the panties being used as a gag. Richard was in heaven! Her pussy was so tight, yet soft. Velvety, yet firm, and oh so warm and wet, he could have blown his load inside her right then and there! He took a moment to pause, not for her to get used to him, but for him, to bask in the warm tight glory that was Samantha's cunt.
He gripped her hips, and began to pump in and out of her, rocking the table with each inward thrust. He was so thick inside of her young passage, that if someone were to be watching them right now, they would see his cock bulge out in her lower belly with each thrust. He pounded away mercilessly, gripping the child by her long brown hair to force her forward body up and he mounted her like a dog would a bitch in heat. His cock was relentless, pushing past her cervical ring to invade her infertile womb.
Samantha screamed and writhed beneath him, in her mind, calling for her father to rescue her as this horrible man invaded her private parts. She had to admit, after the first few excruciating moments, a dull, wet warmth began to spread through her with each of his thrusts. But she still didn't want it to happen. She tried to block out what was happening, not focus on the pulsating dick that was currently pounding away without abandon inside of her, not to focus on the fact that his experienced fingers were now working over her little clit, pinching and rubbing over it in precise circles to bring her unwanted pleasure.
Richard jack-hammered into Samantha's tight orifice as hard as he could, bruising her outer labia and feeling his heavy sack slap against her thighs. He picked her up again, now spinning her on his cock so she was facing him as he held her up, gripping her little butt in his palms and forced her to ride his cock, up and down as he looked into her teary, hazel eyes. She tried to look down, catching a glimps of their sexes connecting and screamed as she saw how thick his pulsating member was inside of her, watching his cock bulge out her tummy.
Richard yanked her hair back, forcing her to look at him as he now sped up his pace. Samantha felt that warmth spread again as she constricted his cock tighter than before, orgasming hard, and drenching both their lower bodies in her essence. Ricchard powered through, making her take his thick fuck-pole for all it was worth as he abused her climaxing, oversensitive pussy and slammed her down hard. The sounds of groins coliding and the wet squealch of sexes connecting filled the room as Richard came close to his own release. "Get ready honey, here it comes!" Ricchard moaned out as his cock twitched erratically inside of her, before spewing forth his seed inside her young cunt. He filled her womb with his hot, gooey, thick, virile spunk, which would have gotten her pregnant if she was of age. Thankfully for her, that wasn't the case as he stuffed her full of cum. A new stream of silent tears ran down her face as she closed her eyes and felt him drop her unceremoniously onto the table.
He pulled out and let his last few ropes splatter onto her nude form, as he left her there in just her high socks and shoes and went to find his pants. He pulled out a cellphone and pressed a button on the speed dial, hearing it ring.
"Hello?"
"It's Richard."
"Ah, my favorite supplier. How goes it Mr. Hall?"
"I got a new girl for you, she will fetch a very good price."
"Heheh...Good man, I can always count on you. You sure you don't want compensation?"
Richard chuckled as he looked over at the girl who was slowly crying herself to sleep.
"Being able to do this job is compensation enough. You know my new pick up spot. Come get her in the morning."
"Right, try not to wear her out _too_much."
"See ya."
And with that, the conversation ended. Ricchard turned around to face The dusty, grimy window of the old abandoned warehouse and saw the sun was just beginning to set. "Oh we will have enough fun before the morning..." He said. He walked up to the bedroom he set up upstairs and thought of new ways to play with the soon to be sex slave. "We're going to have tons of fun.."
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