She is kicking and screaming as I rip off her clothes. It doesn't matter, since we are in my bunker, ten feet underground with walls a foot thick of concrete. Nothing can be heard, especially the screams of a little girl.
She is easily overpowered, and I quickly have her nude and strapped down to my specially built table. It is just the right height so I can fuck whoever is on it; the leg holders are adjustable so I can spread the legs wide or move them back, thereby exposing the asshole. Once I have them where I want, I can lock them in place.
Although this girl is only eleven, she knows what is going to happen and begins pleading with me to not do it, crying and looking helpless. It doesn't work, because the more she screams, the more she cries and the more she pleads the more I'm aroused.
I tie her legs, spread them wide and lock them in place. Her little cunt is now exposed, the first wisps of hair starting to grow. It looks so inviting. I bend down to smell it and the odor is intoxicating, invading my nostrils and sending a message straight to my dick to get even harder. It does.
I whisper in her ear, asking her if she's a virgin. She doesn't reply, but looks at me with wide-eyed terror, shaking her head back and forth and begging me to stop. She starts crying from the fear, the tears streaming down her face. I am ready, my cock as hard as it's going to get. I move to the end of the table, between her legs, and remove my robe, exposing my hardness to her. She screams again, asking me to stop. I don't.
With one quick lunge I plow my cock into her tight little virgin cunt, tearing the virginity from her. She screams from the pain, and I continue fucking her, pounding her as hard as I can. There is blood everywhere, for I have also ripped her skin from fucking her so violently. Finally, she passes out from the ordeal, but I keep fucking her until I cum, filling her little girl cunt with hot man seed.
When it's over, I throw some cold water in her face to revive her. She lays there, aware of what just happened, but not sure what to do. I just look at her, knowing she won't be needed anymore. Reaching under the table, I pull the knife from its sheath and slit her throat from ear to ear. I watch the blood pour from her, across the table and onto the floor. Just before she dies, her body twitches.
After the eleven year old, I realize it is too easy with young ones. I need someone older, someone who can fight me a little harder and scream a little more so I can get even more aroused. No more elementary school age girls, this time I need a junior high girl.
The next day I begin my search. I find a girl rather quickly; she is tall with long dark hair and looks to be 13 or 14. Within two weeks I know her routine and schedule, and I know where and when I will take her.
She is tied up and unconscious in the back of my van before she knows what has happened. I make a quick check outside to make sure nothing is left behind and then drive to my bunker. Once there, I carry her inside and tie her to the table, one strap across her waist and the other under her arms.
Before she awakens, I take advantage of her being out and start molesting her body, feeling the softness of her developing tits, her nipples small yet hard. I place my hand on her crotch and sense the natural warmness coming through her clothes. It is almost too much for me, and I come very close to fucking the shit out of her before she wakes. However, I am able to stay in control, to keep myself focused and wait for her to come to.
I am sitting in a darkened corner, watching her. Her body jerks as she awakens and tries to sit up. She realizes she is tied down. Scared, she tries to free herself, but can't. She then starts yelling, "HELP! PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP ME!" As I watch, she continues to struggle but the straps are too tight. She grabs the strap at her waist and yanks on it as hard as she can, trying to break it or pull it free. It doesn't.
She screams again for help, but it is useless. She is breathing heavy and beginning to sweat from the exertion; I notice this has caused her nipples to harden, sweet little bumps protruding through her shirt. I watch her some more, smiling at what is going to happen.
I walk into the light so she can see me. "Oh God. Please mister, please help me," she pleads, seeing me. I can feel my arousal starting.
I walk to the end of the table. "What happened to you?" I ask her.
"I, I don't know," she explains, her voice full of fear. "I woke up tied to this table after someone…." She stops, staring hard at me. After a few seconds her face goes from realization to dread to fear. "No! Oh God, no! You're the guy that grabbed me."
She starts to struggle again, attempting to get free, but can't. She almost topples the table, but I grab it just in time to keep it upright. She is screaming at the top of her lungs, begging for someone to help her, but no one can hear. She is crying, knowing what might happen to her and fearing what is going to happen.
"Calm down," I tell her, but to no avail. "CALM DOWN," I say a little louder, but still nothing. Finally, I scream at her, my face a few inches from hers: "CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" This has the desired effect, and she finally quiets.
She is staring at me, a look of anger and fear on her face. "Why me?" she asks. "Why are you doing this to me?"
I ignore her questions and say: "It's time to begin." I tie her arms down and then begin cutting off her shirt. She knows what this will lead to and again asks me to stop, tears running down her face. I leer at her body, sensing the fear and feeling the anguish she is suffering. I continue cutting as my cock responds to her agony.
Starting at the bottom, I cut her shirt up the middle to the neckline, exposing her young lithe body. I am careful to not uncover her tits. I fold the lower part of her shirt back so I can see her lean flat belly. As I do this, she is continuously sobbing and imploring me to stop. I don't.
I notice she has her bellybutton pierced with a hoop and a ring on it. I ask her if it is from her boyfriend and she nods yes, unable to speak because she is crying. As I tell her she won't need it anymore, I grab the hoop and rip it from her flesh, tearing her skin and leaving a wound that bleeds profusely. She screams from the sudden pain, her face grimacing and legs twitching.
Her bellybutton quickly fills with blood and it begins to run down the sides of her stomach. I put my mouth over the wound and drink down the hot thick blood from this young sweet teenager. I feel the warm liquid pour into my stomach, being absorbed into my flesh and finally mixing with my own blood traveling to my cock, getting me even harder and more aroused.
She watches me drink her blood with a sickened look on her face. I am at the foot of the table, looking down at her, her fresh warm blood dripping from my chin onto her legs, my cock growing from watching her. I back away and ask her if she wants to see what her blood has done to me. She has an idea and shakes her head violently, not wanting to know. It doesn't stop me. I untie my robe and quickly take it off, standing nude before her, my cock sticking straight out, hard as steel and ready to fuck.
She closes her eyes and turns her head to the side, not wanting to see. "OPEN YOUR EYES!" I yell at her. She doesn't. She starts crying again, tears running from under her closed eyelids. I am frustrated, wanting her to see my glorious cock and how hard it is.
"OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES!" I yell again, slapping her face.
"NO!" she screams. "LEAVE ME ALONE."
I am now angry; I realize I must hurt her to get her to do what I want, which only arouses me more. I remove one of her shoes, take a pair of pliers and pull the nail from her little toe.
She shrieks from the agony and begins crying from the pain, flailing and kicking her legs. "YOU SICK FUCK!" she screams at me. "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE." This is what I want, anger and defiance, and it only makes the desire in me to fuck her grow. I am enjoying this.
She is still kicking, and as I move around the end of the table her foot lands directly on my ball sack, sending white hot stabs of pain throughout my groin and directly into my brain. I drop to my knees and begin puking. She becomes very still and quiet, knowing what has happened but not sure what will happen. I am enraged, but the pain has heightened my sexual arousal even more.
"YOU FUCKING CUNT!" I scream at her, my face inches from hers, drops of my vomit spraying onto her face.
She shrinks back from my verbal assault. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Please, oh God please forgive me." Her voice is full of fear, and she is begging for her safety. It doesn't work.
I backhand her across the face as hard as I can, leaving a huge bright red mark on her cheek. This shuts her up, and she just lies there, staring into space, eyes unblinking, in a state of shock. I remove the rest of her clothes without any trouble. In my rage, I neglect her body, only focusing on one goal. Her legs are tied down and spread wide, exposing her fresh teen cunt, completely shaved except for a landing strip.
I move close to her face, gently tapping it, trying to get her to focus. She rolls her head toward me and seems to know what is happening. "I'm going to fuck your cunt until it bleeds," I whisper into her ear, and then back away to see her reaction. She looks at me, helplessness in her eyes, and asks me to come closer. I do, and she spits a giant wad of thick mucus into my face.
"Fuck me you bastard, I don't give a shit," she hisses at me, defiance in her voice. I am overjoyed. Finally, this hot piece of teen ass has showed some spark of rebelling. It is what I have been looking for. My dick gets harder.
I move between her legs and aim my cock missile at her hot inviting cunt. She just stares at me with eyes cold as steel, showing no emotion. I plunge my rod into her cunt, her warmth engulfing me completely. It is what I live for, to fuck young girls as roughly as I can. She continues to coldly stare at me. My cock feels incredible, hard enough to break through a brick wall. I pound her hard. She keeps staring. I pound her harder, grunting with each thrust. Still she has an emotionless defiant stare. I fuck her rougher, the sound of my thighs slapping hers echoing loudly throughout the bunker. Her face is still a blank. I continue the attack until I feel something warm on my engulfed cock. When I look, it is blood, pouring from inside her cunt where I have fucked her raw. Seeing the blood, feeling its heat and smelling its acrid odor drives me over the edge. I pull my cock from her bloody pussy and spray my seed over her tits and stomach, leaving a thick creamy mess that has marked her as mine.
She continues to blankly stare at me, numb and in shock from the violent fucking she has just endured. I slap her face a few times, trying to snap her out of it, but it does no good. I need her awake and aware for the next round, so I use smelling salts on her. A couple of whiffs are all it takes, and she is awake and aware of what has happened and where she is.
She looks at her nude body covered in cum and realizes how much peril she is in. Her cunt is so sore it feels like it is on fire; her back muscles are in spasms from bearing the weight and force of my body as I fucked her. When she looks at me, I can tell she feels alone, feels helpless and is scared to death. She wants an answer, some sort of explanation from me, but I have none. I simply shrug my shoulders and tell her there is more to come.
She begins begging again, asking me to stop, to let her go, saying she won't tell anyone. But I'm no fool and I easily see she is only trying to get free, to say anything to get away from me and the danger she is in. It doesn't work, and she starts to cry, fearing me and now realizing she must fear for her life.
I tighten the straps and then raise her legs to an upright position and lock them in place. She is watching me intently, wondering what is going to happen.
"What are you doing?" she asks, her voice starting to break a little from the fear.
"Getting you ready," I tell her.
"Ready for what?" she asks.
"For the next round," I say as I lightly run my finger over her now exposed asshole, my cock getting hard again.
She now knows what is going to happen and wants nothing of it. She is violently squirming on the table, trying to get free, but the straps prevent her from moving. At the same time she is pleading, begging and asking me to not do it, that she is too young. I have my back to her, listening to her, all the while my dick growing. I turn around, holding my erection, showing her how hard I am and ready to fuck. The tears are flowing down her face and she is screaming and crying at the same time, still asking me to stop. She is only arousing me more.
I walk to the side of the table. "Look at my cock." She turns her head away. I grab her head and turn it toward me, holding it there. "Look at my cock," I order her again. "Look at what is about to go deep into your ass, to fill you up like never before, to send waves of pain throughout your body beyond anything you could imagination, to fuck your ass as roughly and violently as possible!"
She is looking at me, her eyes full of fear and terror. Her voice is barely a whisper, her throat raw from the crying and screaming. Finally, she comes to the conclusion there is nothing she can do, so she does nothing except wait for the attack.
I bury my cock balls deep in her ass. She screams from the pain, her voice bouncing throughout the bunker. Her ass is hot and very tight, as if it has clamped around my erection. I am now more aroused than ever. I am in complete control of this teenage bitch, her asshole is mine and I intend to punish it.
I grab her around the legs and start pounding my cock into her ass. I have never felt anything like this before: hot, tight and so very inviting. I continue to fuck her. She has become quiet, and I notice she has passed out from the pain. The assault continues. I hammer my cock into her as rough and violently as possible; my heart is pounding, I am gasping for air and the sweat is pouring off me. I lean onto her legs to get more of a downward thrust when suddenly I hear a loud crack and I realize I have broken one of her hips. It doesn't stop me. I am in power and it is a thirst that can only be filled by fucking. My cock is rock hard and my balls are on fire. I keep going, the fucking so brutal that her asshole has ripped and is bleeding. The blood only drives me closer to the edge. I am now soaked in sweat, my muscles aching from the workout I am putting them through, but I continue.
I need her awake so she can feel her ass fill with my seed. I use the smelling salts again and she startles awake, instantly feeling the intense pain in her body and groaning loudly. Her face is a blank and her eyes are lifeless. She is just lying there, awake but empty.
My dick hardens and my balls start to tighten. I bury my cock deep into her ass and keep it there as I pump my spunk into her bowels. I look at her saying enthusiastically, "Can you feel that? Can you feel my hot cum filling your ass?"
When I finish my dick is still hard, so I start fucking her some more. Suddenly, she makes a noise, gasps for air and passes out again. I grab the smelling salts but they don't revive her. I begin checking and realize she has died. I have literally fucked her to death, and that makes me very happy.
I get to bed early. I will need the rest, for tomorrow I must begin a new search.
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