Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. (M/g, rape, anal, slavery) My Introduction to Collecting This story has been placed in the "Perverts 'R' Usa" in 2006 ===================================== This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. ===================== WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further. ======================= My Introduction to Collecting By Pre-dator My adventures into "collecting", or at least gathering, began simply enough. It was almost a year after my wife had been killed by a drunk driver. I was in Bangkok trying to blow off some steam when a friendly fellow happened to sit next to me at the bar. This "bar" just happened to specialize in young teenage girls. Teens yes, but still young enough to land you in prison back in the States. Since my wife's death, I had rediscovered my long lost passion with teenage pussy. Lost since the day I chained myself with a wedding ring and vows. He introduced himself as David Jones. We had a couple of drinks with the requisite chit-chat and eyeballing of the goodies delivering snacks and refreshments. He finally asked, "So, what brings you here, Rick?" "Oh, I'm just trying to forget an asshole named Edward Braunfells and the hell he turned my life into. And maybe have a little fun with these pretty things while I'm at it. What about you?" I replied. "Business. This, Mr. Braunfells, what was the problem, if you don't mind my asking? Business or personal? Cheat, liar, or thief?" he asked, genuinely. "Hmm, how about all the above? He was stone drunk and killed my wife when he ran a red light with his fucking B'mer. The family money bought him a free pass," I tipped my glass and continued. "Ohhh, I got a nice settlement in exchange for keeping my mouth shut and the family out of the headlines. Hell, what was I supposed to do? The cops had already swept it away and I sure as hell wasn't going to change shit with them on the payroll. They ponied up a lot of cash to keep from tarnishing their "community pillar" image. So, what the hell? I'm loaded, the wife's dead, so I'm looking to have a whole lot of fun, maybe "find a purpose", and if it involves some hot young pussy, well that's even better!" It was true after all. I just really didn't give a shit about anyone or anything. "Indeed, cheers to hot young pussy," he laughed as we toasted. "So, what kind of business brings you around here? If this is your idea of a job, are you hiring?" I asked, only half-joking. "I'm an organizer, a conduit if you will, for a small but rather wealthy group of "collectable investors". I travel globally checking out new "treasures" my employers might want to invest in. They turn up all over the world," he smiled. "Well, I personally see lots of treasure and collectables right here! I plan on gathering a few of them and checking them out myself tonight," I laughed. "Yes, I can see where that might be fun. I like your way of thinking Rick. I do love my job, perhaps you might consider looking into joining our team! It pays well, the "fringe benefits" are outstanding, and we are actually looking for a new Collection Investigator and final delivery custodian. It's not the best paying, but probably the most fun and rewarding job in the company. Aside from actually owning it of course! You did say you were looking for a purpose and some fun didn't you?" he asked. He was serious, or at least I sure thought so. "Well, yeah, I guess I am. I sure as hell don't have anything else to do, except get into trouble and maybe fuck a few of these tasty young bar sluts," I grinned. "Don't waste your time and energy on them, although they are tempting to be sure. There are far better opportunities elsewhere. Come on, let's have dinner, all business, let me get to know you and IF I think you might be a good fit for the Company, we can go from there. Fair enough?" he offered with a handshake. "Alright, why not?" I shook his hand and we went to dinner at the Bangkok Palms Garden. Throughout dinner we chatted about high five and low six figure incomes. I didn't really care, it's not like I need the money. Company credit cards, offshore expense accounts, company cars, etc. At first, I thought it sounded like some kind of money laundering or tax fraud scheme. But I couldn't help but notice David's longing stare each time a young girl would pass nearby. And I mean YOUNG, like 7 or 8, maybe 9. WAY too young I thought!!!!!! Finally I had to ask, "David, I notice you have a keen interest in the "very young" ones. Just what kind of "collecting" do you do? I'm definitely interested in learning more," I whispered enthusiastically. "Excellent, excellent Rick. I'm glad you're interested. Perhaps we should continue our discussion in a more secure conference room at the Orchid Resort. I have it reserved for special interviews. Let's meet in the lobby at the Orchid, in say, ohhh, an hour. How's that?" he seemed anxious. "No problem. In an hour, at the Orchid Resort lobby. See you in a bit, David." I arrived in exactly one hour, but no David. I waited 45 minutes and was getting pissed when I got up to leave. David suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Ahh Rick. Glad you waited. Sorry for the delay. These things are a bit delicate you know," he tried to sooth my obvious anger and hastily shook my hand. "Yeah well, I'm kind of pissed okay? I mean I've been sitting here like a jackass for 45 minutes. What the hell took so long?" I asked. "I know, I know Rick. And I am truly sorry. I'd like to discuss some rather "sensitive" details of our business with you, and had to make sure you were alone or at least not followed. Security you know!" he explained. "No, not really. Alone? Followed? What, the local cops? Fuck the cops, these and all the rest of them. They never did shit for me, not here and not in the States either. The only thing they ever did for me was cover up a bunch of bullshit!" "Fair enough, fair enough. Take it easy, okay. I just had to be sure. Besides, having a dirty cop in your pocket and on the payroll isn't always a bad thing. We have a few, and their services are needed and required on occasion. Let's go talk in private." He handed the Manager a U. S. $100 bill. A $100 bill in this country is a LOT of money. And it's certainly something worth noting on my part. A tip for what? "Hmm, this is going to get very interesting or very ugly, very quickly," I thought to myself, "be alert, stay sharp!" When we entered the conference room, it was all business in appearance as well as David's demeanor. We continued the relevant chit-chat, job interview chatter for a while: my past, job history, interests, hobbies, etc. He seemed to take a either keen interest or suspicious attitude when we discussed my time with Naval Intelligence, or at least the clandestine gathering of it anyway. Finally satisfied, he asked "Well Rick, you do have a varied background. I think you might find a nice fit with the Company. How about some more drinks and snacks?" He clapped his hands and two beautiful, I mean GORGEOUS, girls walked in. One was 9 or 10, the other looked to be 11 or 12. Both were dressed in almost paper thin white tank-tops and denim shorts that didn't cover up or hide very much of their bodies. I didn't see a hint of hair anywhere except on their heads which was long and soft, their skin smooth and silky. Carrying a tray of drinks and fruit, they placing the trays on the table, stood with hands clasp behind their backs, and heads bowed down. I looked them over hungrily, licking my lips. David noticed this and smiling, gestured towards the older girl. "Rick, this is Nanakee Satawanee. We call her Nana. She is on loan from the club manager where we were at earlier. I've rented her for the night, she can be yours if you'd like. When I say she is new, I mean that in "almost" every sense of the word. I personally busted her cherry two nights ago, she's been with me ever since. 11 years old, fresh from the rice farm, and just waiting to be fucked hard, again! After tonight, whether you, I, or both of us enjoy her, she will go into service at a "special provider" club outside the city. Do you like her? Do you want to fuck her tight little pussy? Maybe her tiny asshole is what you'd enjoy?" he asked, dead seriously. "David, she's beautiful, and a completely hot little number. But 11? I mean, isn't that a little iffy, even here?" I asked dumbfounded. "Rick, I hold my interviews here in Bangkok for a number of reasons. The main one however, is because child slavery and prostitution is accepted, or at the very least the police look the other way. And, the United States extradition treaty here is, selective. Ohhh, there have been a few high profile cases, but that wasn't really about extradition. If they would have just paid the people who needed paying, they'd still be here enjoying themselves. So you see, nothing I or you say or do here means squat back in the good ole U.S.A. Nothing to pop up unforeseen and cause either of us problems. Now, is she just "not quite right" for you? Perhaps you would prefer her younger sister Goh? She's 9, just as sweet, just as fresh, and unspoiled, unbroken. And, she's available to you as well. Trust me, once you've fucked one of these cute little sweeties, you'll never go back to those grown bitches who think their pussy is made of gold, and only rarely an older teen. These little girl pussies really are made of gold, or at least they will make you a lot of it. Have you figured out what we do? What I do? What I want you to do for us? You will be taken care of; financially, legally, and "physically" as long as you follow orders and don't do anything stupid, like getting caught! Think about it: lot's of travel, lots of preteen little girls to fuck, and best of all, you get paid to do it!!!!!!! All expenses taken care of. A company supplied and maintained vehicle appropriate for the job, and occasionally you'll even get to whip or beat the stubborn ones. A little tenderizing of the tough young meat. What do you say? If yes, you're going to love your new job, and new life. If no, just walk away and forget we ever met. Easy enough? Well?" he asked indifferently. "Man, that does sound like a sweet, tempting deal. Good money, legal protection, expense account, company car, and lots of sweet young pussy? All I have to do is "collect and deliver" them?" I asked unbelievingly. "Well, yes, sort of. You did forget the most important component: DON'T GET CAUGHT!!!!!!" he laughed. "And let's not kid ourselves okay; you will be taking special orders, identifying, locating, and kidnapping them. Some of them you will get to rape, some you won't, and more or less selling all of them to a wealthy buyer. That's the cold, hard reality of it. Not a job for everyone to be sure. But, for those of us who like the "younger pleasures", it is the perfect opportunity of a lifetime! Tell you what, why don't you take little Goh back to your room for the night. She's a virgin, probably never even seen a man's cock before, and she doesn't speak English. Bust her cherry and rape the hell out of her. Ram your cock down her throat and make her drink your cum; fuck her sweet little asshole; break her in all around, rough her up. You can whip or beat her if you want to. But NO broken bones or permanent physical damage. She's got to be reusable tomorrow. That's it. She's yours, your own little 9-year-old fuck-toy. Use her, abuse her, rape her, sodomize her. Whatever you want, she's yours to enjoy until tomorrow. Let me know in the morning if you want the job. If you do, I'll make the arrangements then. How's that? Fair enough? Try it and see if you like it, no strings. If it's not your thing, walk away with memories that'll last a lifetime. A lifetime of regret I might add, but that's your decision," he stated bluntly. "I, I, I don't, I don't know what to say. This, this is, this is fucking incredible! I mean, YEAH, I'll do it. I mean, yes, I'll take Goh for the night and try her out. Or try to wear her out," I smiled, laughing. "And I'll give you my answer tomorrow!" I grinned, shaking the pedo slavers hands. "Ohhh, you drive a hard bargain you lucky bastard!" he laughed wickedly. "I really wanted to break Goh in myself. I like them 10 and younger. They kick and fight more, their screams are louder. But, I think I can "make do" with ramming my cock up Nana and fucking her sweet young cunt and ass. She's "almost" a virgin. I bet I can make her howl like a dog, 11 years old or not! Enjoy yourself and have a good evening. We'll talk in the morning, 10am, here. Oh and by the way, try and not tear her up too much; tomorrow she belongs to me and I am absolutely going to fuck that little slut until she screams and begs for more. Split her open really good, and have a great time, but don't ruin a perfect little fuck puppet," he smiled. "Have a wonderful evening," he nodded towards Goh as we both walked away with our prized "entertainment" for the evening. When we arrived at the room, Goh was nervous and trembling, a lot! I was intrigued by this fear, and was getting extremely excited to fan the flames of her fear to see how she would react. I've always had rape fantasies, and they almost always involved teenage girls. Now, here I was about to not only act out one of them with a VERY real little preteen girl, but it would actually be REAL. Not a rape fantasy!! I was hard enough to cut steel at that moment. I looked her dead in the eyes, and gave her the most wicked, evil smile I could muster. It worked because she gave a quick shudder and starting mumbling something in Thai, her gaze dropping towards the floor. I lifted her chin and staring hard at her face, I placed both hands on her shoulders and began to lower the straps on her top. That apparently got her attention and she tried to push my hands off twisting and turning like a trophy fish. She began yelling incoherently and I can only guess what she was saying, maybe "no, no don't, don't do that, no, etc." Hell, I don't know and didn't really care. I grabbed a handful of hair and jerked her back around facing me and slapped her across both sides of her face. She began crying and sobbing at that point, and as the tears flowed my cock swelled and throbbed even more if that's possible. This time, I simply grabbed the straps and jerked the top off, shredding the thin fabric as it came free from her body. She fell to the floor and began shaking uncontrollably, sobbing almost uncontrollably. At that point, I knew I was hooked. It was like a drug that I was instantly addicted to, and could NEVER break the habit. Nor did I want too. Once again I grabbed Goh by the hair and pulled her to her feet. She was sobbing and shaking like an epileptic. Reaching down, I unbuttoned her thin shorts and tugged them over her thin hips. She had just enough of a flair to recognize them as hips, but just barely enough. As the shorts fell to the floor with a seemingly deafening clatter, the only sound was her loud sobbing. I stepped back to take in the sight of this frightened 9-year-old girl standing before me in nothing but practically see through, thread bare panties. Her soft brown skin almost glowed beneath the faded white cloth that was almost ready to disintegrate from age. She looked at me again, almost pleading without saying a word. I simply nodded "NO" and motioned towards her last remaining piece of dignity. She hesitated a moment too long, I grabbed the waistband and ripped the flimsy fabric from her small body. She lurched with surprise, but it was too late as I held the destroyed fabric in my hand inches from her face. She sobbed once again, and turned away from me in embarrassment. A quick yank of the silky hair and she was once again facing me only this time she had dropped to the floor on her knees. A perfect position to start things out I suppose. I unzipped my pants and slowly removed them, as she watched, almost hypnotized by my movements. I'm certain she had never seen a man undress, much less completely naked in front of her before. I was confident she had probably never seen a naked man ANYWHERE before. Even better! When my briefs came off, 7 inches of throbbing cock was almost touching her face. She looked absolutely terrified as the 2 inch thick meat pole danced in front of her. Using one hand, I pulled her jaw down, opening her mouth. With the other behind her head, I pulled her towards my aching cock. It was already oozing pre-cum, so she would not have to wait long to get her first taste of man juice. She tried to twist away, but I had a handful of her hair held firmly as well as her jaw almost clamped in my other hand. It seemed like slow motion as my cock-head closed the infinite distance to her waiting lips. She once again tried to struggle and break free, but it was a vain effort. She too, was seemingly mesmerized by the ever shrinking distance to this foreign thing that was headed directly to her open mouth. When I was only millimeters from her cavity, she tried one last time to pull free. My response was to simply yank upwards on the hair handle I held which jerked her mouth open a bit more. As it did, I shoved my cock through that microscopic space into her hot and waiting mouth. She froze as though in a death trance as my throbbing cock filled her small innocent mouth and came to rest nestled inside the hottest cavity I've ever felt wrapped around me. She was still sniffling, almost uncontrollably and this only further thrilled me as she bobbed around my meat pole. I met her eyes and smiled a somewhat softer smile this time. She was still terrified, on the verge of going into shock it seemed. I pulled back slightly, and heard a faint sucking noise. There was only 3 inches inside her mouth, but with my 2-inch thickness, she could not breathe through her mouth nor swallow the saliva rapidly gathering in her cheeks. So as I pulled back, she was practically slurping for breath and swallowing spit. Some did manage to dribble past her stretched lips and trickle down her chin. She looked even more beautiful than before with my wet cock sticking out between her lips, drool running down her neck. I was in heaven at that moment. She obviously didn't know what to do, so I gently pulled her back onto my cock and then pulled her off. After a few minutes of using her mouth to jack off, she got the idea and slowly began to do it herself. She went slowly, with not very much effort, nor in very far. She was treading in new water, venturing into uncharted territory. I thought I heard her gag once when I hit the back of her throat, she tried to pull off, but I still had a handful of hair to control her with and simply pushed my way back in. She was swallowing spit and pre-cum as fast as she could, but her face was becoming quite a glossy mess as I orally raped the young girl for the first time in her young 9-year-old life. There would be others, me included, that this young girl would be servicing most likely for the rest of her life. That's simply the way it is. She is a commodity, and quite in demand. She was still softly crying as she quickly learned the basics of sucking cock from a kneeling position. Once in a while she would make some slight effort to stop as though she was done, but a quick slap or yank of her hair and she resumed, getting the message loud and clear: "she would stop when I am finished or when she was told to, not before." I began to feel the all too familiar tingling that signaled the upcoming release. I wondered how she would react to her first mouthful of cum, and then laughed when I realized I didn't really care. She was mine and would do whatever I wanted her too. If not, then a quick beating awaited her. Of course, she didn't know this and would have to find out the hard way, and that was okay by me too; beating a girl right before fucking her always helped build up my energy for a nice long and hard session. I picked up the tempo myself as I felt the cum begin to boil and rise. She was almost choking and gagging when the first blast flooded into her throat. She once again tried to pull and twist away, but this time I savagely slapped her across the face and rammed in deeper plugging her throat as I filled her tight belly with my burning hot semen. She struggled and fought, trying to suck air through her nose as I pumped in and out of her small throat. Her neck was bulging, stuffed with throbbing cock as I fully raped her throat with all 7 inches. God it was AWESOME!!!! She was literally choking to death on my cock as I poured the biggest load of cum I've ever had into her hungry belly. Maybe after being forced to eat my ball soup she will learn to act right and maybe get fed. Or maybe not, I kind of hoped she'd put up a fight. After pulling out of her with a loud, wet, plopping noise, she collapsed into a crumpled heap on the floor, gasping for breath. Using my foot, I rolled her over so I could make sure she was breathing. She was, although on the verge of unconsciousness. I was practically drooling at the thought of her waking up to me raping her pussy, ramming all 7 inches balls deep into her newly split-open cunt. But, that wouldn't be fair, to me or her. She needed to get the full effect of a man forcing himself into her velvet tightness for the first time, tearing out her virginity, drawing cherry blood and taking it for his own; and I deserved to hear her screams, to feel her body shudder and spasm in tortured agony when I rip out her innocence, splitting her tiny pussy apart, claiming it as my treasure for eternity. The first time is always priceless, especially if they're being cherry-raped. The younger the fruit, the sweeter the juice. So I waited for my baby-slut, fuck-toy to wake up! That gave me a while to recoup and plan my rape of her sweet virgin pussy. I drank about a gallon of special tea; a mix of herbs and powdered roots. An Asian version of Viagra, but with a boost! It worked. I realized that up until this point, I had not seen her bald snatch. With all the commotion she caused by refusing to suck my cock, I had totally overlooked the rest of her body. Now, with my full attention and her sprawled out on the floor, I had a chance to look her over. I mean really look her over. What a beauty! An absolutely perfect little hottie of a girl just for me. All mine to use and abuse as I wanted. And I wanted to do a lot to this sweet little 3rd grader. Assuming of course she was even in school. But hey, you don't need an education to suck and be fucked, whether willingly or not! Her skin was a soft brown, almost glowing in the fluorescent light. Her tits, if you can even call them that, were barely discernable on her flat chest. They were just two little dark brown nubs poking out from the otherwise non-existent landscape of her chest. Her belly was smooth and flat, now gurgling and full of my sperm. Her waist I'm guessing was about 24 inches, give or take. She was definitely small all over. Long skinny legs, her tightly packed ass was gorgeous, resembling two softballs, maybe a little bit bigger. And her pussy! Oh my God! What a sight. Her slit was 3 inches long at best, bald as a baby's bottom, soft and silky smooth, no noticeable labia, not even a pronounced indent, just flat with a slight inward rounding. This is going to be heavenly. Tight fit doesn't even come close! Oh so sweet little fuck meat. And to think: MINE, ALL MINE!!!!!!! As Goh slowly regained awareness, her breathing returned to normal. She was once again softly crying and whimpering, rubbing her sore throat and giving me hate filled stares. The cum that escaped had dried to a crust, covering the child's lower jaws and neck. Beautiful, just beautiful. When my cock began to reawaken and rise to the occasion, she quickly realized we were not finished. Suddenly terrified, she quickly began scurrying across the floor looking for an escape. This room was prepared accordingly, and had a ½" dead bolt at the top of the door. No child attempting to escape would be using the only doorway entrance available. The windows were barred over as well as having the same type of deadbolt connecting the window sill and frame, not to mention the darkened 5/8" thick Plexiglas. Yes, this room it appeared, had been "upgraded" for just such activities with not-so-willing young sex toys. David was good at his job, and the thoughtfulness of his preparation for forced sex with little girls quickly became apparent. I would have to thank him later. I grabbed Goh by the ankles and dragged her kicking and screaming to the large bed. So, this was not going to be the kind and gentle initiation most young girls dream of for their first sexual experience. But, it would be exactly the kind of experience I dream of giving them for their first time! I quickly gagged her with the ripped apart panties and lashed her arms to the headboard with the thoughtfully placed leather straps dangling there. Now, my toy was almost spread eagle, at least her arms were anyway. I slowly, deliberately crawled onto the bed. This long, drawn out method seemed to enhance her already terrified state into almost hysteria. She was wide eyed, sweating, crying, thrashing around in a vain effort to free herself, to escape the inevitable pain and suffering. Her muffled screams echoed across the room as I pulled each ankle apart spreading her thin legs, giving full access to her tiny slit. Licking my lips, I smiled at the sobbing child and bent down to smell her fragrance. A sweet, almost heady scent wafted up from her peach split. It was the most wonderful thing I'd ever smelled. I quickly pushed my tongue between her thin lips and began to slither it in and out of her opening. Her cries soon became more subdued, and slowly her pussy moistened to my oral probing. Her new taste was like nectar as the fresh cunt slime coated my taste buds and drove me to new heights. The childish pussy was ever so slowly lubricating itself with mucous to welcome the visitor as nature intended. I drank Goh's juice like a man dying of thirst. It was so fresh, so sweet yet tangy. Unlike a grown woman's cunt, that has that sharp biting flavor. No, young Goh's cream was as sweet as honey and as gentle to the palate as a fine wine. I was truly, unquestionably in love with underage pussy. I ate and drank of her essence for another 10 minutes until her screams suddenly filled the room once again. Only this time they had a different pitch. An urging need of release was being broadcast to my ears in the form of shrill, high pitched cries. Her small body began to writhe and twist violently as much as her bound hands would allow. The time was upon her, her first release of female passion. I drank and drank her intoxicating liquid until it was gone. I continued to eat her bald pussy just to make sure her taste was forever branded into my memory. Once a little girl has been fucked, her pussy will never taste quite the same. Almost the same, even if only the slightest change, but something is different when their tight pussy's become opened up and exposed to a cock invading their depths and shredding the seal that protects the inner flesh. Yes, I wanted to relish the flavor of Goh's untouched baby cunt. Even if only for a few moments before I conquered and claimed the remaining treasures of this 9-year-old that defined her as a little girl, as an innocent child not ready for the pleasures of adulthood. The pleasures would be ALL MINE as I took her childhood and shattered it with my raping cock. I eased my way up between her thighs until my cock was a hairs width from the radiating heat she was giving off. Grabbing a small tube of lubricant, I stroked my cock until it glistened in the dim light. Although she was still wet and slick from her recent orgasm, my cock would need help spreading and filling the tiny hole that would very soon be gripping me like a vice; unforgiving as I ravaged her sweet body unmercifully. Goh's eyes never left my now shiny cock. I began to push it up and down her thin slit, leaving a shiny trail along her short length. Finding the entrance to a 9-year-old pussy with your cock is not as easy as you think, it's a small target, even if you did just have your tongue buried in it. I enjoyed the feeling of her terrified shaking and twitching as I slowly prepared her entrance. Finally satisfied she was "ready", I began to slowly push my cock up against her clenched entrance. She was going to be a fighter, a resistor. Gooodddd. That will make the final penetration even better, for me! She was shaking her head as if saying "NO", like that would stop me! I pushed harder and her muffled screams started once again. This time, they were fear induced. I pressed harder, no gain. Hmmm, I leaned over her, shifting my body weight up a little higher. I'll try a little physics experiment on her unyielding cunt! When the pressure came off, and she saw my body move up off her, she made the slightest effort to relax. MISTAKE!!!! When she did, I rammed back against her micro vaginal opening with all my weight bearing down and rocketing forward. When I crashed into her now relaxed cuntal mouth, her reaction time just wasn't quick enough. I was not able to fully penetrate her, but I did get my cock-head wedged inside her now spread open lips. Lips, in the most elementary sense of the word. Her smooth, slick labia appeared as though they were trying to turn inside on themselves with my cock as the pivot point. I suppose, that's close to what was really happening. When I forced her open, a sudden high pitched scream managed to sneak past her panty gag, but not enough to wake the "neighbors". I smiled that evil smile again, slapped her hard, and shoved the dirty panties back between the cum-covered lips into her mouth. "So you want to scream, eh little slut? Well, how about I give you something to REALLY scream about? Won't that be nice?" I laughed. With her pussy slightly wedged open, my cock had a good path to continue its run up her quivering channel. So I pushed her knees wide apart, reset myself in an optimum cherry busting position, and with a deep breath, gathered my strength and rammed harder than I ever have before. I could feel her S-L-O-W-L-Y dilating and allowing me to enter further. Goh immediately clamped down on me when I pushed my large-strawberry sized head inside. It was too late by then. Death lock, vice grip clamp or not, I had entered her and was about to forever change her status. I leaned over and licked the sweat off her forehead and nose, then kissed her tightly shut eyelids. What a cute expression. If she wasn't naked with a cock partially inside her, the facial expression would remind me of a child making the "yucky" face when served spinach for the first time. Oh well, it will be her first time to get something, but it won't be spinach! With another vicious lunge, I punched another ½" into her and bumped her seal. She flinched and yelled again, trying to twist and fight herself free. Waiting for the outburst to settle was a nice feeling, that velvet glove like pussy was already starting to throttle and twitch around my head, just begging for the rest of my cock. I didn't want to keep her waiting, so I brutally rammed into her between gasping breaths. Her cherry broke like a wishbone. Suddenly my cock was bathed in the most intense, mind-numbing, feeling I've ever experienced. Her cunt felt like hot butter, molten wetness surrounding me, squeezing, quivering, gripping me. It was heaven. Her blood curdling scream broke my nirvana-like trance. Although still gagged, her agonizing cry managed to break the silence. Her body was instantly in a frenzy, thrashing, flailing, pushing, twisting, anything to escape the torturous fire like pain burning her insides. She was no longer a virgin, no longer an innocent child. Now she was just a piece of hot, tight, little-girl fuck meat. All for me! All for ME to enjoy, for me to fulfill every fantasy I'd ever had about forced fucking, rape, sodomy, every vile thing I could imagine, tonight. She was my dream-maker tonight. And I was going to use her every minute. Her frantic screaming and fighting only served to heighten my lust, add fuel to the already engulfing flames of passion. I was harder than ever; I swear my cock had swollen a little bigger than ever before. I was primed and ready, she was waiting. All this activity, and I only had about 2 inches inside her. She still had 5 more waiting to get inside and do some damage! I began to push more cock into her. It was tough, a very tight fit, difficult to make hardly any headway. But I did. I began to force myself into Goh. She refused to give in and relax. That just made my ride better. She would constantly squeeze down on me, like she thought she could somehow pinch me in two. I began laughing at her feeble effort, although the feeling was fucking incredible. The more she squeezed, the harder I pushed. When I finally had 4 inches jammed into her, I stopped to enjoy the feelings. I could see my cock stretching the flesh below her belly. I could feel her body convulsing in agony around me, her cunt was stretched so tightly around me that I could feel her pulse. That may have been mine, but I doubt it. Her screams had turned into sobbing cries that wracked hr tiny body. Ever twitch, every quiver, every convulsion sent pleasure spasms through me cock directly to my brain. I felt as though I had died and went to heaven inside this little 9-year-old girl's pussy. But I wasn't finished. I began working those 4 inches in and out of that heat shrink tube; slowly at first, then working up a "gentle" rhythm that coincided with Goh's spasming, pulsing grip. We complemented each other with our unison movement. Yeah, she was really "into it" alright. Her eyes had almost rolled up into her head, her breathing shallow. Her body was merely responding to a primitive instinct. Well now, I've never liked an unresponsive playmate, so this just would not do! I pulled back until just my head was holding her open. There was a frothy mixture beginning to seep from between her stretched and torn lips. Pinkish with dark red streaks. I guess she really was cherry, not that I doubted a 9-year-old would be. I shivered at the sight of her bloody slime oozing down her delicate thighs, my cock was covered in it too. I did it, she was mine forever, I owned this little slut's virgin pussy, no matter what, her cherry innocence was MINE!!!! No matter how many cocks made their way inside her, dumping gallons of hot sperm into her, she would always remember ME as the first man to ram his cock deep inside and fuck her. There was no doubt, I would accept David's offer; I was addicted. As these thought flashed through my mind like a lightening bolt, I was jolted back to reality when Goh thrust herself towards me, almost knocking me off of her. What was this? Was she wanting more? Was she tired of waiting for me? Not wanting to keep the little cock-hungry slut waiting, I lifted her ass up with my hands and savagely hammered all 7 inches to the hilt in one brutal move. My cock literally rammed into a wall and took a slight bounce back. Goh screamed from the depths of her soul, as though her spirit were being ripped from her inner core. My cock had plugged her tiny, micro size cervix when I bottomed out. She was, literally full of my cock. Her pussy tube had stretched and given way until she accepted my entire 7 inch length and 2 inch thickness. Her body once again started "the dance", complete with high pitched sound effects as I fucked her like a man possessed. I pounded in and out, slammed my cock into her cervix unmercifully, bruising it. Her cunt turned a bright, fire engine red as she bruised from the savage rape. She began to swell as I reached fever pitch and was jack hammering her prepubescent body. With a final thrust and roar of my own, I erupted sending jet after jet of boiling hot semen into her torn and bleeding pussy. It must have scorched her raw nerve endings because she too screamed and jerked with every new blast deep. I poured my ball cream into the screaming writhing little body, filling her womb with my baby seed. Finally, filled to overflowing, my jism began to almost squirt out of her and soak my balls. Her entire crotch, and mine too, was a cum covered, bloody mess. My spunk was flowing like a river out of her and some was pooling around her virgin asshole. I would conquer that too, but later. For now, I just reveled in the throttling, jerking, and twitching sensations her tortured and abused cunt was giving me. When I finally pulled my cock free, bloody cum erupted from her gaping, torn pussy and ruined the sheets. Oh well, what a sight to see: a freshly fucked little girl spewing bloody rape-cum out of her ripped open twat, and I swear I could see the glimmering edges of her destroyed hymen. I fell asleep with Goh still tied to the headboard. She wasn't going anywhere, and her spit-soaked panties would continue to perform their function. She would be waiting for me to take her again when I awoke. A comforting thought I'm sure to a little girl who only 2 days ago was picking flowers and playing dolls on her poor family rice farm. Now, she had been brutally raped, her virgin prize stolen; filled with burning hot sperm trying to find their way to her not-yet-ready, baby-makers, and the rest oozing obscenely out of her torn and bloodied pee-pee place. She lay naked, bruised, and swollen, waiting for the man who had used her young body and abused her so awfully to wake up. And do it again, again, and again; not to mention the unspeakable horrors his twisted mind could dream up, forcing her to endure this one night. This one night and then it would be over, that's what the nice man "David" had told her and her sister. If she could only survive tonight, then tomorrow she would go back home to Momma and Poppa and have lots of money to give them to buy new cows, goats, and chickens. What would she say? Could she tell Poppa what the man had done to her? Would he still love her? Would he hate her, and maybe send her away? No, she conceded, she would not tell anyone what I had done or would do to her. But, she wasn't really going home in the morning either. Tonight was the first experience of her long journey into the world of child prostitution and sex slavery. A long journey for a young child, and I just bought her a one-way, first class ticket. Bon voyage my little cum slut. May your journey be filled with hot, burning cum flooding your tight pussy and sweet little asshole. I hope you never forget me, the man who cherry raped you for your first time and turned you into a cock-loving baby-whore. I'll never forget you. That was the greatest, most enjoyable gift anyone has ever given me: a 9-year-old virgin fuck toy, and I loved EVERY minute of taking you, filling you, and hearing you scream soooo loud! I had many plans for her tight little pussy that night, and fulfilled them all. I stuffed, fucked, and filled her full of my rape cream, multiple times. She hated it and fought me every single time. That's what made it SO much fun, for me! But that's another story. Did I accept David's offer of employment? Well, you'll have to read my next story and see! Who's smiling now, you slutty little cum-sponge? ===================================== This story is a work of fiction. 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