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Gangster - Part 2 (MF, v, nc, bond)
by Anonymous - 1991
*
"We'll clear this furniture away and you can do your
floor exercise for me then." He summoned Robert, who licked
his lips as soon as he saw the naked 13 year old standing
there. The three of them quickly moved all the furniture
back to the walls, Robert copping a nice feel of Kylie's arse
in the process, and Robert retired again sporting a huge
bulge in the front of his pants.
To Paul's command, Kylie did her routine of handstands,
flips, jumps, tumbles and splits, ending up in a difficult
double back somersault and landing in the splits. She was
facing away from Paul at this point, so he had a fine view of
her arsehole and into her cunt, already wet and glistening
with the sweat from her exertion and from the sexual
excitement she was feeling.
... he had a fine view of her arsehole and into her 13
year old cunt, already wet and glistening ...
"Don't you think this is a bit unfair, Mr Lance?"
"How's that, Kylie?"
"Well you have to keep all your clothes on and I'm nice
and free. Why don't you take your clothes off too?"
"My thoughts exactly!" the dirty bastard shouted as he
tore at his shirt. When he pulled his underpants down, his
cock burst up hard and hot and Kylie gasped.
"Jesus!" she said, "that's huge!"
"Yeah," said Paul, pleased as punch at the girl's
reaction, "I bet it's bigger than those little boys you've
been playing with."
"You bet!.. Can I touch it?"
Paul couldn't believe his ears. Normally they were
screaming and shouting for the cops by now, but this little
cunt was asking to play with his dick.
"Why don't you do what you do with the boys?" he said,
curious to see what she'd been up to so far. He sat down on
the easy chair and put his legs over the arms. His cock,
balls and arsehole were all on display for the 13 year old
schoolgirl.
Kylie knelt between his outstretched legs and looked at
the display in front of her. She wrapped her little fingers
around the shaft of his cock and started to jerk him off.
She was very good at it, and in no time had him nearly ready
to shoot. "Hold it, you'll have me shooting off too soon.
Why don't I look at you for a little while? Get up here on
the chair and do the same as me."
Kylie spread her legs, making her slick smooth fleshy
cunt gape for his eager hungry eyes. Paul knelt between her
thighs and put his fingers into the wet split.
"What did you mean about shooting Mr Lance?" she said,
panting again with the heat in her tiny cunt.
"Haven't you ever seen a cock shoot its spunk out?"
"What's that?"
"Jesus, Kylie you really do have a lot to learn. Spunk
is the most delicious juice known to humans. I'll give you a
taste of some later on. In the mean time, I'll see how your
cunt tastes." He leant forward and flicked his tongue up her
slit from her arsehole to her hairless mound.
"OOooh WOW! That feels good, do that again!!"
Paul did more than that, he did more than taste her, he
made a full meal out of her. He slurped and slobbered at her
genitals until she shuddered and had her first orgasm. Her
legs went straight up into the air, toes pointed and she bit
her lip. Paul felt her virginal cunt gripping on the end of
his tongue, and her arsehole squeezing his finger. When
she came down from her first cum, she looked shocked.
"Bloody hell, what happened?!?!"
"I think that was an orgasm, Kylie. Haven't you ever
had one of those before?"
"No and I want to do it again. Can we do that again?"
"Yes, of course, we can do that lots of ways. But first
I want you to taste some spunk." He stood up and pointed his
cock at her mouth. She didn't need to be told, she opened
her mouth and popped his prick into it. She sucked and
licked at it, as he guided her, and when he came, she
swallowed his cum, smacking her lips as though she'd eaten
the best delicacy in the world.
"That was tasty. You are right, Mr Lance, spunk is
delicious. Can I have some more?"
"Yes, but you have to give my cock some time to gather
it's strength."
"Great, then you can do me again!" She ran across to
the other side of the room, then ran back towards him doing
one of her tumbling routines, finishing up with a handstand
just inches from his feet. Without touching him, she moved
so she was facing him upside down on her hands, then spread
her legs into the splits. The invitation was plain, so
Paul Lance bent down and put his mouth onto the 13 year
old cunt once more, working his agile tongue into the folds
and sucking as much of her young juices out as he could get.
"Oh I love that. Put it in deeper, lick me, suck me,
make me orgasm again. Please do me!"
He put his hands on her hips and lifted her without
taking his mouth off her sex. He stood up straight and her
own mouth came directly opposite his growing cock. She
opened her mouth and sucked him in again.
"He carried her twice round the room like that, then
reluctantly, he pulled his mouth away from her. Her cunt was
reluctant to let him go, and tried to cling to his tongue.
He laid her on the floor. "Now it's time for you to learn
about the greatest thing of all - even better than sucking,"
he said as he climbed between her thighs.
"Are you going to do it to me?"
"Let's call it by its proper name, Kylie, I'm gonna fuck
your hot cunt, and fill it full of hot sticky sperm, that's
what I'm going to do. I'm going to stick my fat hard cock up
your fuckhole and screw you." "Ooooh yes, that sounds
dirty!.. Do it, fuck me, screw my hot wet cunt with your big
cock, ram it up me. NOW!"
'Jesus, she's learning fast!' he thought as he shoved
his cock into her virginal cunt. His swollen cockhead hit
her hymen and she cried in pain. He pulled back to the
entrance to her cunt and rammed back into her with all his
strength. As her maidenhead burst and the big fuckshaft
surged up her twat, Kylie cried out with the pain even louder
than before. That was the part that Paul loved. He loved
to ravish virgins, the younger the better, and this hot
little slut was certainly hotter than most. He couldn't wait
to have a crack at her twin sisters. He fucked her furiously
until his balls exploded into her, giving her tight clinging
cunthole its first load of scum.
He enjoyed her so much, his cock stayed nice and hard.
He flipped over onto his back and told her to do the splits
onto his cock. He held it pointing skywards as she put her
feet either side of his body and gradually pushed them
outwards. Her cunt descended very slowly towards the
throbbing cockhead that was waiting for it, and just as her
bare cuntlips reached the end of his prick, a drop of his
spunk dripped out of her and onto the waiting fuckshaft.
He smeared it all around the cockhead and she continued
to lower herself onto him. Down, down, she came until her
smooth cuntlips touched his belly, his cock up her to the
hilt.
"I did it!" she called in triumph. "I got it all up me!
Now I'm going to fuck you, Mr Lance. You just lie there and
let me do the work."
Paul was happy to do as he was told, since Kylie had the
same idea as he did. He relaxed on the thick wool carpet and
watched her perform her gymnastics with his cock up her
greasy cunt. The young schoolgirl was a natural slut, she
was really letting loose. She was writhing around, pulling
on her tiny but erect nipples, tossing her head so that
her long glossy locks rippled over her back. She was
speaking to him in a manner that told Paul she knew more
about fucking than she had let on. She might well have been
a virgin when his oozing prick barged its way up her cunt for
the first time but she knew all the filthy language that the
boys on the school bus must have taught her.
"YES! FUCK ME!! Fill my cunt with spunk you dirty
pervert. Screw me, fill me with cock!"
Paul was overjoyed that the young girl had turned out to
be such a willing and promising whore. He decided this was
the time to go into the next phase of her education.
The next time she spun round on his cock so her back was
facing him, he reached out and pressed the buzzer to summon
Robert.
Robert had been watching on the closed curcuit TV where
they were recording the whole performance to view later on
while fucking the Thai girls. He was naked and his cock was
already half hard so when he entered the room, Kylie was in
full flight and too close to orgasm to stop fucking Paul.
"Ah Robert, so good of you to join us," Paul said rather
matter-of-factly. "I think this fucking little schoolgirl
whore's hungry. Give her your cock to suck."
"Yes sir," said Robert, holding his prick in his hand.
He walked directly to where they were screwing on the carpet,
and pushed his cock into Kylie's mouth.
Kylie was having more fun than she'd ever had in her 13
years. She'd had such a strict upbringing that to break free
and be as dirty as she liked like this was heaven for her.
And now, for Christ's sake she not only had a precious man's
cock up her wet creamy slit, she had another in her mouth
about to give her a dose of spunk too! It felt wonderful to
be able to realise all of her very private fantasies under
the guise of being forced to have sex by this gangster and
his heavy. Kylie sucked and fucked happily, stopping every
few minutes to give encouragement to the two men - "Fuck me!
cum in me! give me your spunk!"
Feeling the sperm rising in his cock, Paul Lance thrust
upwards and the lithe and flexible 13 year old did the splits
over his groin, letting him get the tip of his prick into the
entrance to her cervix. Then it exploded, shooting his
fuckslime up into her clinging canal.
... go and get Indira and Ling Mai. They can suck me
clean while I watch you give this little bitch a proper
workout...
When he stopped shooting, he pushed the girl off him and
climbed back onto the couch, his cock dripping with his cum
and her copious cuntjuices.
"Robert, go and get Indira and Ling Mai. They can suck
me clean while I watch you give this little bitch a proper
workout," he commanded.
Despite being near to cumming, Robert showed the
discipline that had endeared him to Paul years ago by pulling
his cock out of Kylie's warm moist sucking mouth and taking
her hand off his balls and her fingers out of his bumhole.
He walked across the room with his rigid pole waving in front
of him and spoke into the intercom. Almost before Robert
had returned his dick to its welcome home in Kylie's
mouth, the outer door opened and the two young girls entered,
still wearing the maids uniforms they had been wearing when
Kylie's father first saw them earlier in the day.
They solemnly walked across the room to stand beside
their master and silently let him put his hands up their
dresses to feel their smooth cunts. As Robert had Kylie
kneel on the floor in front of them so he could fuck her tiny
cunt from behind, Paul told his two young slaves that his
cock was dirty and needed cleaning. Immediately the girls
fell to their knees and started licking and sucking at his
crotch, cleaning it and worshipping it at the same time.
"Indira, I want a piss. Get your mouth over my cock and
drink it."
The girl plainly didn't like to drink his piss, but that
didn't persuade Paul at all. A good slave will do everything
she's told to do without hesitation or complaint. As Ling
Mai kept on licking his balls, Paul slapped Indira very hard
indeed, sending her careering across the floor in a very
undiginified fashion.
"I told you Indira, never to question my commands but to
carry them out exactly and immediately. You are lucky I am
feeling very mellow or I would punish you very severely. Do
you want me to get Robert and the boys to fuck your arse all
night again?"
She was plainly terrified at this suggestion and shook
her head vigorously. Well get over here and do as you're
told. The poor young girl stood up shakily and returned to
the couch where Paul was reclining like an old-time
potentate. Indira took his cock in her hand and put her
mouth around the head and waited for the stream of hot piss
to start.
Ling Mai, you do my arsehole," he said as he lifted his
legs high into the air to give the little Thai girl access to
his rear. Kylie, kneeling on the floor but looking over her
shoulder at the scene as the chauffeur pounded at her cunt
was astounded that the girls would do such perverted and
filthy things. She had thought she was pretty outrageous,
but she'd never thought of drinking piss!
There was silence in the room now, except for the sounds
of Robert's fat cock sloshing around in Kylie's wet cunthole,
and the slurping sounds of Ling Mai lapping at Paul's
arsehole. Suddenly there was another sound. It was very
quiet, a tiny sound, but it was the sound of Indira drinking
as fast as she could, swallowing the piss of her master so
that not a drop spilled out onto his belly. She knew
if she let any fall out she'd probably be treated as the
toilet again for the whole household.
Then she had been bought from her impoverished parents in
India for the equivalent of $100, Indira was one of a group
of a dozen girls and boys aged between seven and twelve.
They were purchased by Paul's courier to be either used in
Paul Lance's network or sold into slavery. Young girls were
useful for smuggling drugs because the theory was that
customs inspectors wouldn't search little girls cunts
for contraband. Then they either became highly valuable
merchandise to sell as slaves or to work in Paul's top secret
brothels for paedophiles in Queensland and Sydney, or to join
Paul's personal retinue of sex toys. Since their cunts had
to be opened up to stick the condoms containing the heroin
up, the courier had the job of breaking them in.
This was the best part of the job for Ravi. He would have
done the job for nothing just to get the chance to fuck girls
all day. He enjoyed the things he had to do, and took a
pride in sorting out the good ones from the bad ones.
He had a sadistic streak in him, and he was a little bit
sad that he couldn't really go to town on the more uppity
ones, but Mr Lance wouldn't tolerate him wasting any of his
money by marking a beautiful piece of cunt. But just once
in a while Ravi used his own money to buy a girl. He would
rape and torture the poor wretch mercilessly, eventually
throwing her battered and unidentifiable body into a
river to be carried away with the dozens of other bodies
found in Pakistan each year.
He took his newly purchased children to a disused
warehouse he rented for the purpose. First, he separated the
pretty girls from the plain ones then locked the pretty ones
in a cage for safe keeping. Wishing to savour the pretty
ones for later, he dealt with the plain ones first. He
would strap them all into a frame he had built in the
warehouse which rendered them immobile then he would open up
their cunts, either by fucking them if he felt like it, or
more usually by jabbing a smooth stick or a dildo up them.
He ignored their pleas for mercy, because they gave him a
hard-on. Once in a while a girl would complain too much or
cry a little too loudly so just for fun and as an example to
the others he would whip her until her blood ran
onto the floor. This usually had the desired effect of
terrorising the others into being meek and obedient, even if
it meant sacrificing one of his girls. He couldn't go
bringing a little girl through customs with welts and
injuries all over her, so he would have to sell her to an
Indian or Pakistani brothel. With any luck she might last
a year of maybe two of ten-times a day fucking.
The boys were saved for a party he held each trip in
Rawalpindi. He paid off the local police who kept the heroin
supply lines open with regular drunken parties in a local
cafe. They would close the cafe for the night, and Ravi's
boys would be the waiters. They usually weren't much good at
serving the tables, but that didn't matter. By the time
most of the tables were into their second bottle of
wine the clothes were coming off and cocks were being played
with. Sooner or later, (usually sooner) one of the waiter
boys would be grabbed by a drunken policeman and thrown over
the table where the others would all yank his clothes off,
hold him down and fuck his arse and mouth until he was red
raw. By midnight, everyone would be naked and all
the boys would have numerous loads of cum up their arses.
One highly popular game was the cum bath, where the youngest
boy would have to lie on the table so eveyone could see his
stiff little cock and fondle it when they liked. The cops
would gather round him and the boys would have to jerk
them all off until the spunk showered into the air
covering the boy from head to foot. Then they'd make the
boys lick their comrade clean while they had their arses
fucked. The highlight of the evening would be the game of
'pass the parcel', where the most popular boy would be passed
round a circle, having each cock jabbed up his arse.
As each man shot his spunk he had to leave the game, until
there was only one man left. He would then be allowed to
pick two of the boys to keep for his own playthings until
Ravi came around on his next trip. Ravi never took the boys
back, however because they were almost always totally used up
and worthless for his purposes by then. That policeman would
have used and abused him and lent him out to his friends
continuously for a couple of months.
While Ravi loved that part of his job, the times he
relished most of all was training the prettiest or cutest
young girls. It would take a month sometimes, because
he would take one or two young girls to his motel room, tie
them to his bed naked, and rape them repeatedly for two days.
In Indira's case he had brought his local contact in - a
grubby toothless Pakistani and let him fuck her and
take photographs of her with sperm running out of her slick
smooth cunt.
...he had tied her to the bed and raped her repeatedly
in his motel unit for two days. Then he had brought his
local contact in and let him fuck her...
Once Paul saw Indira he picked her out of the group of little
couriers and he made her parade in front of him and all his
friends completely naked, showing them her private parts.
They all fucked her and made her display herself for them,
and then told her that as part of her training she was to be
their little toilet girl for a few weeks. They'd made
her drink their piss, lick their arseholes clean
after they'd had a shit, even drink the piss of guests while
they sat at the diner table and carried on eating their meal.
They'd made her climb up on top of the dining table at
parties and piss into a big bowl, then they'd pissed into it
themselves, and made her dip her glass into the concoction
and drink it down. Indira had hated they way she'd been
treated, but knew nothing else so it never occurred to her
to rebel in any way.
Ling Mai was the same. She had never known any other
way of life either, so she meekly did as she was told and
accepted whatever punishment Paul meted out to her as part of
life. She lapped away at his dirty arsehole thankful in her
naivety that she had such comfortable surroundings and such
lovely clothes. She knew nothing of the way other people
lived. She hadn't been a virgin since she was five,
when her brother sold her cherry to a German businessman for
fifty dollars. She was fucked pretty regularly after that in
Bangkok - by her brother, her father, and by the paying
customers they took her to. Normally they rented her out for
a night, but sometimes she had to go with the men on longer
trips of up to a week.
By the time Paul bought her outright aged ten, she was a
seasoned whore. The little she didn't know about lust and
depravity when she came to Australia, she soon learnt at the
hands of the drug boss and his cronies.
End