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Story title : The Consequences of Pedophilia
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The Consequences of Pedophilia (Mf, f+/M, ped)
by Master of His Domain (bwh70@hpnc.com)
DE LA GRECO MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON
O woe is me. I sit here writing down these words
contemplating what has happened to me. Yes, I am a
Pedophile. I have been long into Pedophilia for as long
as I can remember in my adult life. But, some people
ask: Is there really a difference? Yes there is. Some
people will have you believe that if you just look at a
child with a certain look, you're automatically a
Pedophile. Some people also believe that if you admire
pictures of children naked and standing around doing
nothing, no posing, lewdness, masturbation, or anything
erotic for that matter, you're automatically a
Pedophile. This isn't the case. A real pedophile is one
who does sexual harm to a child. One who crosses the
line and takes his/her fantasies into the real world is
a pedophile. One who merely keeps his fantasies to
himself/herself is not one by a stretch of the
imagination. However, this is what had happened to me
and the consequences of such action. I write this tale
for those who have been there and know what it's like
and also to educate. Just because you admire the young,
naked, female form does NOT make you an automatic
Pedophile. So, let us begin, let me take you back in
time when my first encounter happened...
JOHNSON COUNTY, TEXAS, TOWN NOT SPECIFIED
It's been one gorgeous morning. I awake from my deep
sleep, shutting off the alarm. I have a small list on
my nightstand, which has all my daily routines on it. I
look it over and notice I have to take care of my
garden out back. I love my garden, it's really been a
total joy and pleasure to take care of. I have built
myself a nice, big, enclosed greenhouse and have it
stocked completely with all sorts of nice plants and
flowers. I slowly rise from the bed and make my way for
my shower. The water is warm, exuberant and pleasant. I
am now fully and completely awake. I get dressed
quickly, wanting to get outside and into my greenhouse.
As I go out through the backdoor, I catch a glimpse of
little Katy Louise Sheenan. She's only 5, but she
always looks so pretty in the clothes her mother always
puts her in. She's wearing a cute little pink ensemble
with a nice little matching hat. I stare at her for a
few moments before entering the greenhouse. When I
enter, I am greeted almost forcefully by the sweet
aroma of the lovely flowers and nearly swoon in
anticipation of taking care of them. I hadn't walked
three feet inside when I heard a small rap on the
greenhouse door. I opened it slowly to reveal little
Miss Henrietta Chambers. She happens to be 7, but she
is still the sweetest young thing you can ever imagine.
She walks into the greenhouse and looks at me
expectantly. "Can I have a sniff of some of your
flowers?" She asks in her childlike voice. This, I can
honestly say, is where my problems began. Her voice
somehow triggered something deep inside of me, which
caused me to think very, very lewd thoughts and cause
deep rumblings deep within my very being. My mind raced
and my heart was pounding my chest like a massive
jackhammer. I really didn't know what to do. "Well, um,
I guess you can, sweetheart." I stammered. I took her
small hand in mine and we walked over to the flowers.
The feeling of her small hand in mine was absolutely
erotic beyond belief! I even felt my trouser snake
stirring from its deep slumber.
When we were at the flowers, she tugged on my hand.
"Please lift me up so I can smell them, please." She
asked. At that point, time seemed to come to a
screeching halt. Here I was, alone, with a beautiful 7
year-old girl and had popped one of the stiffest boners
of my entire life. My dick practically BEGGED for
freedom. "Please?" She intimated as I was just standing
there, looking as if I wasn't going to comply. I slowly
reached down and took hold of her and lifted her gently
up to smell the flowers. At that precise instant, a
rather loud knocking was heard at the greenhouse door.
It opened to reveal her mother, who had been looking
for her. Surprisingly, she wasn't upset that I was
alone with her daughter. "There you are Henrietta! I
figured you wanted to come smell all the sweet flowers
out here." She said, gently. "May I stay and smell them
some more?" She asked, almost pleadingly. My dick
perceptibly twitched twice. Mrs. Chambers looked at me,
and then her daughter. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt
for you to remain in here. But, when Mommy calls you to
come home, you better be there!" She said with a smile
and then turned and walked out.
I set her down on the ground. She looked at me
quizzically. "How come you set me down?" She asked. "I
need to get some things. Feel free to get some boxes
and stack them carefully to smell the flowers. And be
careful, please don't fall, Ok?" I said, looking
searchingly into her pretty brown eyes. I exited
quickly. As I walked into the house to decide what to
do with my boner, I heard a car honk outside. It was
Jameson, my long time friend who helped me get my
groceries in order and to do all sorts of other things
around the house. I walked outside to greet him. "Say,
Donald, how's it going my friend?" He said and gave me
a mighty pat on the back. "Well, Jameson, it's been a
great morning with plenty of sunshine, my plants,
children, and my flowers." I told him. A momentary
pause. "Children you say?" Jameson asked. "Well, I
mean, I, well...um..." I couldn't find any words.
"Let's go inside for a moment. I think something's up
with you." He said and flashed a knowing smile.
We came inside and I pulled out a couple of cold brews
which we drank casually as we spoke. "Well, I think you
might have a little attraction to CHILDREN!" He stated
proudly. I was immediately taken aback! I stammered and
hemmed and hawed trying to think of anything to say.
"Easy Donald. You and I have been pals for a long time
now. I am not gay or anything like that, you know, but
when you were talking about what's been up with you and
the word 'children' made it's way out of your mouth,
you had a sort of dreamy look on your face and a
massive tent in your pants. Something like that isn't
easily overlooked, and is quite noticeable." He then
smiled again, knowingly. I just sat there blank-faced
not knowing what to do.
We then quickly changed the subject and after some
other talk it gradually shifted back to children.
"Y'know, Donald, You and I have been close for many
years now. We know each other pretty good. You and I
have told so many secrets it isn't even funny. Kept all
of 'em too. Now here's a really good secret I am going
to tell you. Donald, I am a Pedophile and proud of it.
I think you are too." My mouth dropped open. Jameson
was into children? HARMING them? My mind again raced.
"B-b-b-b-but Jameson, man, you are harming them! It
isn't right." I stammered. Jameson's expression changed
quickly. His normally smooth forehead suddenly crumpled
and he leaned way forward. "Look, Donald. Sometimes you
have the urge to mate with a child and it just won't
leave you alone. It creeps into your mind and just
stays there. Yes, Donald, It's wrong. But I just can't
help it. I used to ignore it all the time and chalked
it up to wishful thinking. Then it got real bad." His
tone was extremely serious. In the next two seconds,
his composure changed and he shot back upwards.
"Listen, bud. Me and some others are gathering in a
secret location to have some fun tonight. I trust you
plenty not to give out this location. I am also assured
if you ever write about this, the location will still
remain secret. Okay?" He said and smiled widely.
Tonight then, my urges would be satisfied.
A SECRET LOCATION SOMEWHERE IN TARRANT COUNTY, TEXAS
The place to which the site was located was deep into
some woods in like what seemed a pretty inaccessible
area. Others who knew of the place generally just
chalked it up to being a Gentlemen's Club. Y'know, one
of those PRIVATE deals. Not necessarily a cathouse,
just a good titty-bar type facility off the beaten
path. Anyways, we approached the place and went inside.
The lighting was low and uneven. There was a smattering
of adults standing about, holding all sorts of
conversations. A rather large, heavily built muscular
individual approached us. "Hello, Jameson! Good to see
you here tonight. Has he been checked?" He asked.
"Yeah. He's got nothing on him and his background has
been thoroughly screened. He's perfectly clean."
Jameson said, hoping he'd buy it. "Well, in that case,
as with all newly cleared visitors, he can go into the
video room and watch some good classic vids." He
pointed to what looked like a small back room. "After
he's been watching a few of 'em, playtime will be
called. Just make sure he understands what's about to
happen. We don't need any damn surprises if you get my
point." His tone made his statement exceedingly
serious.
The video room was small, but not overly crowded. A big
screen TV was propped at one end of the room and a
small office was seen where the VCR was and the tapes
were being stored. A thin, lanky man walked up to them.
"Hi Jameson! It's me Stan. Say tonight they are gonna
have a really good one tonight! Jack just scored a
massive deal with some Russian guys and there's a huge
Russian Lolita tape series that'll make your damn dick
do tricks in your pants!" He said. He then looked at
me. "Well, looks like you have a pal to join us. Cool!
My name's Stan. Stan Dunleavy. I pretty much run this
place. Movies are my specialty. Tonight, it's a two-
hour Russian classic showing a nice, young 6 year-old
get thoroughly pronged and ass-slammed for pleasure!
Why not sit down, shuck your pants, grab your dick and
prepare for awesomeness!" He said and motioned me to
sit down.
The movie was damn hot. I was now officially "over". We
waited for a few minutes until we heard a sharp
whistle. We all then went into the main room. The
others looked up at me as I made my way through to sit
down. Stan then walked out. "Well, ladies and gents,
tonight I am afraid we are going to have to limit the
number of participants tonight." He said. Groans and
mutterings sounded throughout the room. "It's not
really our fault. One of our procurers just wasn't on
the job and didn't provide. But, we still have some of
the best kids going!" He said and with that, five
adorable little girls strolled out. "Here's the best
selection right here! All are between 5 and 9 and all
want to have some excellent fun tonight!" Whooping and
hollering resounded throughout the room. Stan turned to
me. "Say, how about we let our newest cleared member
pick the first child!" Clapping and cheering again
resounded. My heart was racing. My mind was on
autopilot. I couldn't believe it. Automatically, I got
up and walked over to the pretty 5 year-old. Then,
without any signals, permission, or anything else, I
just grabbed onto her and took her into the next room.
I unknowingly slammed the door shut. I looked at her.
She was so innocent. The mating urge was so terrific
that I got naked in a hurry. When my underwear dropped,
I suddenly noticed I was massively hard again. My 10"
boner popped freely and outward. I edged closer to the
child. She saw my dick and whimpered slightly. "Don't
worry little baby girl." I cooed, "This is going to be
real fun. This is a nice big lollipop for you to lick
on, ok? Come on let's start playing with Mr. Lollipop!"
Nothing. I took her small hand and gently touched it to
my hard-on. "Feel that?" I said, feeling a massive
erotic sensation slam into me. I guided her hand all
along the shaft and down on my hairy balls. Then, I
slowly made her encase it and made her gently stroke
it. The feeling was indescribable. I mean words alone
cannot describe the feeling. There is none. Writing
this part just can't be done.
I then lowered my massive dickhead close to her young
mouth. "Why don't you give Mr. Lollipop a nice little
lick?" As I said that, I noticed I was dripping pre-cum
on her little chin. Nothing could have prepared me for
the next feeling. She raised up and touched her small
tongue to the head of my dick. Honestly, I do not even
recall this part of it. My mind is totally blank. Stan
and Jameson said that the child was so covered in cum
that it was incredible. They said I had yelled so loud
that they rushed inside to see me dumping what looked
like GALLONS and GALLONS of ball juice on the child's
face. They also told me the child's clothes were
shredded and she was just absolutely covered in cum. I
don't know if I fucked her, but I probably didn't.
BACK IN JOHNSON COUNTY, TEXAS, UNDISCLOSED CITY
That night was the best. I think the 9 year-old was the
coolest, she had an expert mouth and really knew how to
blow. Stan told me her father trained her, because her
mother wanted her to be able to suck cock if she needed
to "get by". She also had the nicest feeling pussy. My
cock slid into her fairly easily and no pain was felt.
I spread her little twat lips good as I rammed it deep
inside of her.
Now, I am home, choking my chicken about it. Just
before I cum, I have this excellent idea: SEDUCE THE
TWO LITTLE GIRLS!!! I figured I had it made:
Greenhouse, secluded area, plenty of room, nothing to
worry about.
The next morning I got up and proceeded outside. I see
little Katy outside again, and decide to see if she
wants to smell the flowers. Mrs. Sheehan trusted me
completely, even though she was always just slightly
hesitant to leave me alone with her lovely daughter. I
walked on over and convinced her Katy was only going to
smell the flowers. As I turned to go to the greenhouse
with Katy, Henrietta showed up! My heart again raced
mightily. TWO FOR ONE!!! Oooh I couldn't wait!
We all walked casually inside. I had already set up a
special area for the games to begin. Everything was
perfect. I even built a lock onto the greenhouse door
and had a sign on it hopefully keeping curious people
and angry parents out while the festivities was going
on.
I took the girls back to my special area. Katy looked
at me with her little eyes. "Here, Katy, stand up on
here to smell my lovely flowers...while I smell yours."
I said letting the last part of my sentence to trail
off so she couldn't hear. As she stood up and bent over
to smell them, my dick instantly leapt to attention.
She had on her usual hot skirt-like dress, which
seemingly allowed access to her little cunny. I raised
it up somewhat and started caressing the small ass. No
weird, strange, or otherwise negative response. So,
undaunted, I eased her little pants down to expose her
small bare butt. As I did so, I heard Henrietta close
by. "Oh! Your playing the same game my Mommy plays with
me!" The entire Time/Space Continuum seemingly grounded
to a complete and utter halt. It was as if EVERYTHING
had just stopped for one solitary fraction of a second.
I wasn't even consciously aware that I had shucked my
pants and had my cock out. The only thing that
catapulted me back to reality and snapped me out of my
reverie was Henrietta's loving little hand on the bare
shaft of my hardness. "Your Peepee thingy is bigger
than my Daddy's!" She exclaimed. She looked right at
Katy's bare ass. "Is it going in there?" She asked,
pointing to Katy's asscrack. I hadn't expected this.
"No. M...m...my...tongue is going...to...oohhh...please
Henrietta...um...s-s-s-suck my ALLLAAARRGGGGHH!!!" I
grunted as I felt a little mouth right on my cockhead.
I spread Katy's asscheeks and promptly stuck my face
between them, tasting her sweet young ass. Just then,
Henrietta stopped. "I wanna see Katy's place where she
go peepee! But make her lie down. It's what Mommy makes
me do." She said. Heart again was slamming violently
against my chest. I was damn certain I was going to
collapse of a heart attack. I reach up, grab Katy and
take her over to a special bed I had prepared using a
blow-up mattress. I laid her gently on the bed, her
little legs raised and spread nicely. "OOooh! She's got
a nice peepee thing!" She said and got onto the
mattress before I did. She was now hovering over the
hairless slit of her little friend. I lowered my cock
slowly towards it. "NO!" Henrietta said. "You have to
do this first. It's what Mommy does to me. Just watch."
What she did next nearly made me explode with the most
vicious orgasm in the history of human mother-fuckin'
ORGASMS!!! She leaned close in and I watched carefully
as she started licking on her little friend's twat! I
grabbed her by the hair and gently jerked upwards. "Oh!
You wanna see my peepee hole?" She said and promptly
stripped. "NNNGGGAAHHH!" Was all I could muster and my
dick twitched strongly.
What Henrietta did next nearly put me over the edge.
She actually STRADDLED young Katy's face and lowered
her young pussy down onto her lips. Katy did nothing at
first, and actually moving her face away. "Katy, dear,
use your tongue. It's like a nice little lollipop or
some good ice cream." I said. Then, in amazement, Katy
started licking her! My balls expanded three-fold as
this was going on. My next action was completely
automatic. This was the point were the "Urge to Merge"
fully and relentlessly manifested itself. I wasn't even
thinking. I grabbed onto Henrietta and pushed her down
on her back. I then made both children roll over as I
kissed and licked all over their young asses. Then, I
spread Henrietta's asscheeks and slowly slid my
burgeoning dick between her legs. I must had not fucked
the other child because this feeling caused a supremely
massive bolt of seemingly PURE EROTIC ENERGY to
viciously slam into me, permeating my entire being and
causing me to nearly black out. As I removed my dick
from underneath Henrietta it was Katy's turn. I really
thought I was having a heart attack as my dick came
into contact with Katy's pussy. Just the feeling of it
touching the innocent lips was really indescribable.
Like an early point in this tale, I just can't find any
words to describe it. It just felt THAT good.
After doing that I decided to eat their assholes. I
always wanted to lick a woman's browneye, but all the
stupid snatches I have ever been with were turned off
by the idea. So, I spread open Katy's asscheeks and
applied my tongue to her sweet backdoor. The sensation
was wonderful. It also had an effect on Katy as well as
she seemingly bucked her little ass up and down
slightly as my tongue made it's way around her asshole.
Henrietta was next. "OOohh!" She exclaimed as I
explored it. Apparently, either father or mother had
done this before.
As I said, all of this was taking place automatically.
I wasn't even aware of what was going on until I
somehow decided it was time to end this. My dick was
still extremely hard and pointing at the two asses. I
got sideways and rubbed both of them simultaneously
with my manmeat causing the most enjoyable sensation
ever! I then got back behind them and started finger-
fucking their assholes. The children squirmed as my
finger probed them deeply. I then kissed and nibbled on
each little ass before using the side of my hand to
stimulate each little cunny, making both girls squirm
almost uncontrollably.
Then, I quickly rolled them over. I postioned my boner
across their little bodies and was about to stroke when
Katy reached up with her little hand and started slowly
caressing it. A little less than a split second later
my orgasm hit. And it hit HARD. My entire body
stiffened rigidly and I cried out at the top of my
lungs. Then my entire body violently spasmed as I felt
my balls drain. Buckets and buckets of juicy jism shot
out and all over the two little girls. I couldn't help
it. I was grunting and groaning as my balls continued
to empty themselves. As my orgasm subsided and I
returned to reality, it occurred to me that I had to do
something to clean up the children and make them
presentable.
Now, at this point you are probably wondering if I got
caught then and there. The answer is no. I made them
just presentable enough not to arouse suspicion except
I think Mrs. Chambers figured something was up since
she noticed her daughter smelled a little
"interesting". She even glanced up and gave me a little
suspicious "knowing" smile. Katy's mother never had it
figured out. Her sense of smell was not all that good
and she figured it had to be from the greenhouse
anyways.
No, how I got caught was actually by my own stupidity.
You see, when I was talking to Jameson about being a
part of his "group", he introduced me to the world of
the Internet. He told me there was a specific site
offering Lolita Videos for purchase. He said places
like this were all cool and safe and it's how Stan
scored most of his tapes. So, I decided to place an
order with one of them. As it turned out, the site was
nothing more than a scam. Information about me was
transmitted to certain authorities that were assisting
the FBI on a particular Lolita investigation. I was
arrested and taken to court.
AT FEDERAL COURT
Knowing full well that the FBI and like authorities
cannot set up any particular type of website to
encourage people to commit crimes, we decided to go the
entrapment route. Unfortunately, evidence soon surfaced
about the secret Lolita place and this was used against
me along with the "Intent to purchase and traffic in
illegal child pornography" to give me 75 consecutive
life sentences WITHOUT chance of parole.
BACK AT DE LA GRECO MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON
So here I am sitting here writing down all of what has
transpired. I do hope this serves as a lesson to those
who are contemplating such a thing. More than likely, I
will be killed or beaten very severely as "babyrapers"
as we are known here in the prison system, are not
tolerated. Perhaps I do deserve this type of execution.
I mean, after all I did harm a child, and that is not
too cool no matter what the circumstances might be. You
touch and/or harm a child sexually, and you're
condemned as a pedophile. I don't think God can save my
soul, but at least I am going to beg for forgiveness...
THE END.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is totally fiction. As stated below
when this gets uploaded to the archive, I do not
personally condone ANY sexual actions against children.
It is totally sick, uncool, damaging, and perverse.
Yes, this is erotica and it is designed to stimulate.
However, like it is stated below, if this story makes
you want to "cross the line" as it were and make this
type fantasy a reality I really honestly and severely
hope you seek professional help at once. Do not do any
of the things described in this story or in any other
story I may write about pedophilia. I do not encourage
it, and these stories are not meant to advocate such
actions. If you feel strongly about it, feel free to
respond at the email address above. Same things apply
though from my first two stories: NO FLAMES WILL BE
TOLERATED!
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The archive does not condone child abuse, we also do
not censor authors. Anyone acting out such scenarios
in real life can look forward to many unproductive
years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in
their local penitentiary.
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