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 This story contains incest and the brutal rape of a young girl by a pedo
ring, if this offends then don't read any further.

   I felt very vulnerable, during the next week, dad fucked me twice.  I
had to suck him off three times, and each time I was made to swallow, and
he finger fucked me at every opportunity, and in the evenings after school,
he wouldn't allow me to wear clothes.  He kept reminding me that he could
always get Lauren back if I didn't behave myself.

   If I tried to stop him I was threatened with a knife, he told me he
wouldn't kill me, but I would end up so scarred no one would want to look
at me.

   I had made my mind up to go and see Mark at the weekend; Dad said when
we left Mark the last time we wouldn't go back, but I had to see him again.

   So I had to find my own way there.  If I took a bus it would take almost
two hours each way, and I would have to change buses three times on both
journeys.  So it had to be the train.

   I didn't have enough money for the journey; Dad didn't give me any,
mainly to make sure I couldn't escape his clutches.  Friday night when dad
was bathing, I found his wallet, it only had a five pound note in it and
some small change, I only took the note.

   When he came down I knew what he would do, fuck me again, I couldn't do
anything to stop him, so I submitted once again.  He always said I must
enjoy it as I always got wet down there, but I can assure you I didn't
enjoy it at all.  To me it was just rape.

   I got up early Saturday before Dad, he always slept in on a Saturday, I
listened at his door and I could hear him snoring.  I walked to the train
station and up to the ticket office.

   I told the man my destination, "That's £7.70 please for a return." I
looked in my pocket I only had the five pound note from dads wallet.  "I
didn't think it would be that much, how much is a single?" "Its £4.90 for a
single." I could afford a single but I couldn't get back.  I told him, "I
haven't enough money." "Sorry but I don't fix the prices."

   Disappointed I sat on the seat beside the ticket office not knowing what
to do, but it was clear I couldn't see Mark.  Tears were beginning to fill
my eyes, I had to see him to explain, but how could I?

   A man sitting beside me looked at me.  "You alright love?" "I wanted to
see my brother, but I don't have enough money." "Where is he?" I told him.
"Quite a long way, does he live there?" "He's in prison." "Oh, I see."

   He turned back to his newspaper; I got up to leave, wiping the tears
from my eyes.  I had to go home, there wasn't any way I could see Mark. 
The man spoke again.

   "Maybe I could help you, I have a couple of hours free, I have a taxi
outside, perhaps I could take you and bring you back, but you will have to
do something for me, if you know what I mean."

   I did know what he meant; all my life I had never got anything for
nothing.  Everyone I met seemed to want something sexual from me it was
nothing new to me.  But I had to see Mark.

   I nodded to him "ok." "You sure?" "Yes." He got up and threw his paper
on the seat, "this way then love, its right outside."

   I got in beside him and fastened my seat belt, and we were off.

   We had only gone a few miles, when he told me to lift my skirt, I did as
he asked.  Immediately his hand went to my leg, and was moving upwards, the
way I was sitting meant he couldn't touch my pussy.

   I think he asked me to do that to see if I was serious in what I had
agreed to.  He moved his hand back to the steering wheel, and I left my
skirt pulled up for him.

   We were almost there I knew the way after all this time, he pulled onto
the slip road and we left the motorway, he drove a few more miles to a
wooded area.  Pulling into the woods, he stopped.

   "I think payment is due now don't you?  Get in the back." I opened the
door and got in the back, he joined me.

   "Take off your panties, what's your name by the way love?" "Kate."

   I slipped my panties down, and he opened my legs and stared at my pussy.
"Its lovely Kate, I'm going to suck it, and then you can suck me, ok?"

   I nodded once again, and his head dipped between my legs and I felt his
mouth and tongue on my pussy, in fact it felt quite nice, he was being
gentle with me, unlike John and Dad.

   He licked me for ages, then told me to suck his cock, which I did, as he
finger fucked me.  It didn't take him long to cum, and he filled my mouth,
he told me to swallow it all which I did, then I opened my mouth to show
him it was empty.

   "Good girl, get back in the front and Ill take you to your brother."
"You will take me home wont you, not leave me there?" "I said I would, and
any way I want to lick your pussy again on the way home."

   Another thirty minutes and we were at the prison, I went in and Mark was
brought to me.

   "Kate what are you doing here?  I didn't expect to see you again,
where's dad?" "He said he wouldn't come again after the last time." "How
did you get here?" "I was coming by train but I didn't have enough money,
but a man heard I couldn't buy a ticket and gave me a lift." "That was kind
of him." "Yes it was."

   I didn't tell Mark about the bargain I had made with the man.

   "Is it true what dad said, about John and him looking after you?" "Yes,
I'm so sorry, but he said he would tell the police about you and me." "And
Lauren has gone?" "Yes." "So you are alone with them?  You have to get away
Kate, go anywhere just get free from them, they can't hurt me now."

   "But they can hurt Lauren and me; he said he would if I didn't obey
him." "Run away Kate, go to mums." "Mum doesn't want me she only wants
Lauren, I haven't any where to go." "Then I shall tell the police and have
them arrested." "You cant, they will hurt Lauren or me, and it's only my
word against theirs, no one will believe me."

   Mark held my hand, "well you have to do something, get proof somehow of
what they have been doing to you." "Can we change the subject Mark, I don't
want to talk about it any more, and I shall be ok until you come home."
"And when I'm home you and me will run away, they won't hurt you again, Ill
protect you."

   He kissed my hand that's all he could do.  We talked about other things
till it was time up, and I had to leave.  I told him I didn't know when I
would see him again, as I didn't have any money.  He understood and told me
he would miss not seeing me, he kissed my forehead and I left.

   I walked outside, half expecting the man to be gone, but he was true to
his word and was waiting in the car park.  I got in the car; he drove to
the wooded area again.  I had to get in the back once again, and he licked
and sucked me again, then I had to suck his cock again, and make him cum.
It took longer this time, but I achieved my goal.

   He dropped me back at the station, as I got out of the car he thanked
me, and I thanked him.  At least I got to see Mark.  He took a card out of
his pocket, and wrote his mobile telephone on the back.

   "If ever you get stuck again or need something call me, ok, my names
Simon by the way?  I thanked him and put the card in my pocket, and walked
home.

   I had only just got in the door when dad began shouting at me.  "Where
have you been all day?" "Out seeing someone?" "Oh I see, been to see your
worthless fucking brother I expect, and you stole a fiver from my wallet to
go didn't you?" "Yes, you won't let me have any money so I took it."
"You're not only a whore but a thief as well."

   And he slapped me round the face, I fell to the floor, blood running
from my mouth.  He reached out and pulled me up, and was about to hit me
again when John stopped him.  "Don't hit her again, she won't be any use
for tonight, and the money will come in handy." I looked at john. 
"Tonight? What money?" "You have some paying guests coming to see you
tonight." "I won't do it, I won't do it." I shouted.  "You will, you have
no choice unless you want another one of these." He held his fist out, "and
think of poor Lauren you selfish bitch, do you want to see her hurt?  I'm
sure she could take your place quite easily."

   I got to my feet and run upstairs.  And into my room, I went to shut the
door, but it had gone.  I walked back out all the doors had gone.

   "Bet that came as a surprise to you didn't it, John and I have removed
all the doors upstairs, you don't have any where to hide now you slut.  I
sat on my bed and cried.  Dad stormed off down stairs.

   John was stood in the door way.

   "Why is he treating me like this?  I used to love him so much; he was my
perfect father, now I hate him." "its because your mum left him, he's grown
to hate all women even girls, he thinks they are useful for fucking and
making him money and that's all, thank your stars Lauren isn't here, she
would be made to do the same things as you, and she's much younger." "But
why do you let him do it?" "Oh Kate, that's a simple one, I like fucking
you, I'm a paedophile have been for years."

   I looked at him in dismay.

   "Yes, I have raped and fucked loads of young girls, younger then you, I
snatch them off the street and rape them, then let them go.  Tonight I have
four of my closest friends coming round to see you, and they are willing to
pay a lot of money to be with you.  If it works out ok they will tell their
friends, your dad and I can make a lot of money from you, and we sell the
photos and videos.  So if you cross us and cost us money, you won't be any
use to us, and we can easily get rid of you, so then you can't tell any
one, you will be at the bottom of a river some where left to rot."

   He walked off downstairs.

   I could escape all this, I could kill myself, that would be better then
doing all the things they made me do.  But I knew I didn't have the nerve
to kill myself, and if I had they would only get Lauren back, and she would
endue the same as me.  And Mark would be devastated if I killed myself as
well, and he may go after dad and kill him, then he would spend the rest of
his life in prison.

   If I could just get through the next two years until Mark came out we
could run away together and it would be ok, I would have a life time with
Mark, after all I would only be fourteen when he was released.

   Dad came up later and told me to have a bath and smarten myself up.

   I refused, he stormed over to me and slapped me round the face again, I
jumped off the bed and sat in the gap between my bed and the wall cowering
in fear.  It did no good though.  He grabbed my arm and dragged me out,
shouting for John, "come and help me she refuses to bath." John was there
in an instant, dragging me to the bath room, dad ran the water as John held
me, finger fucking me as they waited for the water.

   John put me in the bath, and he washed me all over, again finger fucking
my arse while he did so.  I was then dried and taken back to the bedroom,
thrown on my bed, Dad then produced some rope, and my arms were tied to the
bed posts.  Then they both left me lying there, naked and tied, with a gag
in my mouth.

   I don't know how long I was left alone; it was pointless struggling, it
only hurt me.  So I lay there wishing I was dead.

   Some time later I heard voices on the stairs, John and dad were there
again.

   John walked over, dad put his fingers in my pussy, "I had better make
her wet for the guys." He was finger fucking me, but after some minutes he
gave up, "better use some KY jelly she won't get wet." He got a tube of
stuff from the bathroom, and smeared it over my pussy, and with his
fingers, rubbed some inside me.  Then he did the same to my arse.

   John told me as dad proceeded to finger fuck me, "we have a theme for
the guys, last time they came you was a preteen slut gagging for sex,
tonight you have been snatched off the street by a pedo ring, and they will
do as they like with you, if I were you I wouldn't resist to much, you may
get hurt, but of course the guys will want some resistance from you."

   As he finished his sentence the bell rung.  "Ah, they are here, hope you
enjoy it Kate, we shall." And he laughed.  John went back down stairs to
open the door.

   I heard them coming back up the stairs, they were laughing and joking.
For me, my ordeal was just about to start and no idea when it would finish,
I only knew I was terrified.

   Four men appeared at the door; John was behind them holding a video
camera.

   And old man of sixty entered first, and started to touch my nipples,
"she's lovely, you did well to find her." A younger man then said "you go
first Jim; you won't last long being so old, not with a young beauty like
that." And they all fell about laughing.

   Jim immediately undid his zip, and without a word forced my legs open,
and he was in me.  I was struggling, but it all seemed pointless, I had a
man either side of me holding my legs wide, and when Jim had finished
another took his place, then another.

   They all had fucked me, raped they called it; they were living out their
fantasies.  I had their cum over my belly, face and pussy.  And still they
were finger fucking me in turn.

   A younger black man had just arrived, he was kneeling on the bed beside
my face, he had got the biggest penis I had ever seen, to me it looked at
least ten inches in length, maybe more.

   He pushed it toward my mouth, "suck this monster you fucking slut, suck
it." He pushed it in my mouth, I was gagging, fighting for air, he pulled
out and I sucked in a lung full of air, then he was back in my mouth again,
fucking me.

   I closed my mouth and my teeth gripped his shaft, I bit down as hard as
I could, he let out a cry and slapped my face, causing me to open my mouth
and let him go.

   He looked at his dick, I couldn't see it, "she's fucking drawn blood the
fucking bitch, so that's how you want to play it is?  You want me to be
rough, I can be rough."

   He was waving his cock in my face, through tear filled eyes I could see
its length more now, it spanned the width of my face, his hairy balls were
resting on my chin.

   "You want to play rough do you fucking whore, well take a look at this."

   He slapped my face with his cock, it stung, my face; I erupted in tears
once more.  I was terrified, looking at his cock then him, and round the
room, then at my father.

   It surprised me when I noticed he wasn't looking at me and the men, but
staring at the floor, as if trying to ignore what was happening to me.

   He pulled my face back to his dick, "do you know where this is going
bitch?  DO YOU!" I looked at him, I could hardly see anything for the
tears, "answer me whore."

   I shook my head.

   "its going right up your little white arse, and I'm going to fuck your
arse till the shit runs out and covers my cock, and even then I wont stop,
Ill teach you for biting me, you white fucking whore."

   He and another guy flipped me over, one pulled me into the doggy
position, and the black guy was behind me.  Suddenly and with warning he
pushed his penis in my arse hole, I screamed in pain, that only spurred him
and the others on, and I felt the pain in my arse as pushed forward
relentlessly, until I could feel his balls on my arse, I had his full
length in me.

   I just lay screaming, I had never felt so much pain.

   As he plundered my arse, in desperation I shouted, "Daddy please stop
him he's going to kill me, please stop him daddy, why don't you stop him,
please."

   I didn't get an answer, he didn't help, all I could hear was the other
men jeering the black guy on.  I looked back, looking for my dad hoping he
would see crying in pain and stop him.  I saw John, he was videoing the
whole thing, and smiling at another guy, who was cheering.  Then I saw my
dad, still looking at the floor, "daddy help me please, help me."

   He looked up briefly, I saw he was also crying, he looked at me being
savaged by this monster cock, turned and walked out of the room.

   My only hope of salvation had gone.

   The black guy was still ramming me, then that familiar grunt, as he
filled my arse with an endless stream of black spunk.  He pulled out and
stood beside me, forcing his semi hard dick in my mouth.

   "Lick you shit off my black cock you slut, clean my cock up, don't leave
a trance of your white shit on my cock." I licked as he told me tasting the
horrible mess of his cum and my shit.

   "Oh, she's good, she took all my twelve inches right up her white arse."

   He looked at the guy beside him, "your turn she's open for you now."

   The other guy flipped me over; I was on my back again.  He stood between
my legs; I lashed out with my foot, and hit him in the mouth.

   "You fucking bitch.T" He shouted and hit me in the face.  "That's how
you want it is it?" And he fucked me hard, slapping me if I tried to resist
him.

   Holding my hips and pulling me on to his cock.  Then another took his
place, this time I lashed out again, and managed to kick him in the balls.
I got a punched in the face, and I that's the last I remember.

   I had lost all track of time, when I awoke, every one had gone, and it
was quiet.

   I could hardly move my legs, they were so stiff, and my face was aching.
I could smell their cum on my body, and when I looked down I could see my
legs were bruised.  I had made my mind up I was going to kill myself and
escape this suffering.

   I was there for hours again, unable to move very much, I felt sorry for
any girl who had been snatched and treated like this by strangers, but then
I realised I was one of those girls.

   Dad did finally come to me, "you were a good girl last night till that
silly bastard hit you and knocked you out, that put all the others off, you
not struggling any more."

   He took my gag off, I didn't speak, he undid my arms, and I immediately
got in my little corner again, cowering in fear.

   "Why did you let them do that to me?  I wanted you to help me, to stop
them."

   He ignored my answer my question.

   "I'm not going to hurt you Kate, just get showered and I will make you
some thing to eat, you wont be going to school tomorrow not looking like
that, I shall phone the school in the morning and say we are on holiday for
two weeks, I've already told your mum, that way Lauren wont mention that
you weren't at school."

   He left and went back down; I stayed in my corner, not daring to move. I
stayed there all day, I even went to toilet there, it was now getting dark,
and I got into bed and pulled the covers over me.  I was still smelling
dirty, from all the cum that had been sprayed over my body, but I didn't
care.  I wanted to sleep and for a few hours forget the day before.

   Monday morning I was still in my bed, I heard dad coming up, I leaped
out of bed and into my corner.

   "You still there?  Why don't you bath and come and get something to eat?
Its alright now, no one is going to hurt you."

   Again I didn't answer, just looked at the floor, and huddled in a ball
so he couldn't grab me.  I stayed there for a long time, until I heard the
front door shut with a bang.

   I got up and looked out the window; he was walking down the path
carrying a plastic bag.  He opened the car and put the bag on the seat, it
tipped over and a DVD box fell on the ground.  Picking it up, he got back
in and drove off.

   This was my chance to finish my life.  I ran to the bathroom, I didn't
know if John was still here.

   For the first time I looked at myself.

   My right eye was black and swollen, I had a cut on my chin, and my lip
had been split from somebody hitting me.  Both the inside of my legs were
bruised, and there was a trail of dried of blood from my bum on the back of
one of my legs.

   I went to the cabinet, and opened the door, inside was dad's razor.  I
opened the end and took the blade out, and held it against my wrist.

   Looking at myself in the mirror I pushed the edge of the blade into my
wrist, there was a sharp pain, I looked down to see a tiny trickle of blood
running over my wrist, I thought to myself, "that didn't hurt to much, and
the blade is very sharp I probably wont even feel it when I cut my wrist."

   Still with the razor in my wrist I looked in the mirror.

   Did I have the nerve?  It would be better then being used as I had been,
and I wont bath either, when they take my body away and examine it they
will wonder why my hair is covered in cum, and my body is bruised the way
it is.

   It will be obvious that I had been raped, and dad would got to prison.
He wasn't that brave either, if he knew he could get a deal from the police
for naming other people he would take it, so they all would get caught, so
my death wouldn't have been in vain, if it saved another little girl,
perhaps younger then me from suffering as I had done.  John had already
told me they would get rid of me when I was useless to them, which I took
to mean they would kill me.  So at least if I did it myself, they would get
caught, either way I would die.

   Tears were rolling down my cheeks, the only regret I had was not seeing
Mark and Lauren and explaining to them why I had killed myself, but they
would find out when dad was arrested, and Mark already knew what John and
dad had been doing.

   The police may even find the videos that he has done for the men, even
more proof of what had taken place in my home.  Mark said I had to get
proof, so if by killing myself I got the proof, then once again it was
worth it.

   By now I had convinced myself that if killing myself would get them all
locked up.  I would do it.  At last I would be free and at peace.  I looked
down at the razor, and took hold of it between my fingers, and shut my
eyes.

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