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Authors name: cc cc (5559k3@colormail.com) 
Story title : Refugees

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Refugees (ped, bdsm, M/gg, rom) 
by cc cc (5559k3@colormail.com) 

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I worked at a medical station in a missionary refugee 
camp during the War. Actually I sort of WAS the medical 
station, since I was the only doctor there, and I had 
supplied, staffed, and paid for the transportation of 
the supplies and equipment myself. I wanted my own way 
in and out, so I flew separately to a nearby airstrip in 
my Cessna, and drove the jeep I had arranged for to the 
camp. 

It was in the camp that I met Lesa and Katya.

They weren't sisters, although they acted like it. They 
had come into the camp together, and they were never 
apart. Katya was 14, and constantly looked out for Lesa, 
who was 10. They were both small and slender, although 
obviously Lesa was smaller than Katya. 

My first contact with them was when they were brought to 
me for the medical exam, obligatory for all children on 
first arrival. Ordinarily such an exam would be done 
chaperoned, but we had no staff for that. Obviously I 
looked forward to the prospect of unchaperoned time with 
the girls in a state of undress, but the exam really did 
need to be comprehensive, considering the possibilities 
of infection, trauma, etc. So I got a good look at them.

Katya was a slender young teen, with small, pointy, high 
breasts, and fairly little hair yet below her neck. She 
was blond and very cute. 

Lesa was gorgeous; slim, elfin, no breasts to speak of, 
and of course no hair at all below her neck. She had 
long, straight, brown hair that fell to the middle of 
her back.

I disrobed them both fully for the exam, but, other than 
internally enjoying the experience immensely, I kept a 
professional demeanor. I maintained a steady, gentle but 
firm, touch, even as I checked their breasts and 
genitals. They watched me closely as I examined them, 
but I held a serious, kind but distant, look on my face 
throughout. I wanted them to trust me, and rely on me. 

They both, of course, were fairly filthy, but 
fortunately had no evidence of anything more serious 
than lice. The proper soap and shampoo soon dealt with 
both problems. I pulled strings and made sure they had a 
decent tent, and arranged for it to be in the small 
tenting area near the clinic, so I could watch over 
them. I had been hoping for the arrival of someone just 
like them; it was the main reason I had come to the area 
in the first place. Finding two at once was beyond my 
dreams.

It didn't take long for me to become the adult to whom 
they turned most commonly for anything: advice, help, 
solace. No one else took any time with them anyway. I 
made sure to cross their paths on a regular basis. I 
brought at least one full meal a day to them, and made 
sure they had plenty of fresh water. I took them to the 
services in the camp. After a week or two they were both 
at the altar, converting. 

I began to probe a bit to find out their backgrounds. It 
turned out both of them had been in the same place 
before coming to the camp. They had been staying with, 
or were the captives of (I could never quite tell which) 
a man who had found them both in the rubble of a city 
and taken them in. After some gentle questioning, Katya 
divulged some details of their life with this man. "He 
spanked me," she said. I tried to remain noncommittal 
and unperturbed, but it was difficult! 

"He spanked you?" I asked.

"Uh-huh. And whipped me, too. But it wasn't so bad; he 
didn't do it really hard. But he did it a lot. Just 
about anytime he wanted to he would whip me. And the way 
he whipped me...!" she trailed off. 

"What way," I asked. 

She blushed and stammered. "He whipped me on my...my 
breasts!" she exclaimed. "And between my legs! It felt 
so...strange! And I think he would have raped me pretty 
soon if the fighting hadn't come to the village. We 
think he got killed in the fighting."

"What about you, Lesa?" I asked, "How did he treat you?" 

"He spanked me, too!" she piped up. "A lot! And he 
whipped me on my legs and my bottom and my little 
nipples, too!"

Katya looked at me but inclined her head at Lesa. "I 
think he was going to rape her, too," she stage-
whispered.

"Why didn't you run away?" I inquired. 

Lesa and Katya looked at each other. "We didn't know 
where else to go," Katya said.

"And besides, " Lesa said, "It was kinda fun, sometimes, 
when he punished us." Katya didn't say anything, but she 
blushed deeply.

I could hardly believe my good fortune to have 
encountered such beautiful little girls, apparently 
unattached, with such experiences behind them. But there 
was nothing I could do about it at present, except 
continue to be their friend, and bide my time till I 
could be more.

The time was not long in coming. The fighting 
unexpectedly swept close to the mission. Evacuation 
commenced. Confusion reigned. There was no way I was 
going to trust the two girls to the vagaries of the evac 
process. We could hear the guns in the distance. I went 
to the director of the mission and told him I would get 
the girls out in my jeep. I think he was aware of my 
relationship with the girls, but either was too busy, or 
didn't want, to interfere.

But now he gave me one long searching look. I held his 
eye. I think he could tell that I had the welfare of the 
girls at heart, even if he did not completely approve of 
my interest in them. After a long moment he just gave a 
curt nod, and turned back to the other demands in front 
of him. 

I hustled the girls out the door with practically only 
the clothes on their backs, and we jumped in the jeep, 
even as we could hear the troops approaching from the 
other side of the complex. We made it to the airstrip 
where I had stored my plane, and we loaded up. Soon we 
were in the air, and I contacted BOFORS to arrange air 
cover, or at least to keep them from being trigger-happy 
as I flew into their space. Once a little money had 
changed hands I was able to get them travel papers. I 
whisked them off to ****-land and installed them in the 
house I had there. 

Once we were settled in, I sat them down for a long 
talk. I explained to them that I desired them and wanted 
to sexually punish them, too. But if they preferred, I 
would ship them off to some boarding school or convent, 
and arrange for their schooling, and room and board. But 
I would not see them again, since it would be too hard 
on me to not be able to have them. But if they stayed 
with me, then we would be married (****-land being quite 
liberal v.v. the number and age of one's wives), and I 
would be their husband and their master. They conferred 
for a moment in another room. Inside of half a minute 
they came pelting back to me and threw themselves in my 
arms.

I located a minister willing to perform the service, and 
we were all married. Back at the house I spent a long 
time just holding them and kissing them. Then I told 
them both to bend over and hold their ankles. I tossed 
their skirts up, pulled their cotton panties down, and 
spanked them barehanded, first one's bottom, then the 
other's, as their moans and whimpers filled the air, 
mingling sweetly with the "SMACK!" of bare hand on 
girl's bottom. I told Lesa to stand still for a minute, 
and sat down, pulling Katya over my lap.

I continued her spanking with hard smacks reddening her 
bare young-teen bottom as she shivered and sobbed. I let 
her up and she bounced to her feet, rubbing her buttocks 
and sniffling. I beckoned little Lesa over and she shyly 
sidled up to me. I tipped her over my knees and gave her 
the same treatment. What a lovely feeling it was, having 
my hand smack down onto her bare ten-year-old bottom, so 
soft and small! Soon I had both of their bottoms 
reddened.

I stripped them naked and strolled around, ogling their 
sweet charms. Katya stood a head taller than Lesa, still 
only up to the middle of my chest. Her breasts were 
small and pointy, high and soft. Her hips, though 
flaring, were still slim. Her cleft was beautiful, only 
lightly fledged, blonde like her head. Lesa was a 
vision. Heartbreakingly slender, and, after her 
spanking, a face like an angel in despair. Her breasts 
were mere buds topped by erect nipples, only barely 
breaking the plane of her chest. Her cleft lips peeked 
from between her thighs, completely unfledged. 

I took a riding crop down off the wall and began to whip 
first one, then the other, on their thighs, front and 
back. Then I smacked their already punished bottoms with 
the crop. How they moaned and cried out, dancing from 
foot to foot! But their punishment had barely begun. I 
brought the crop down across Katya's little breasts one 
after the other.

She cried out wildly as little Lesa's eyes widened. Soon 
Katya's breasts were fetchingly reddened, her nipples 
erect and swollen. Then it was Lesa's turn. She trembled 
and yelped as I smacked her little breast buds and 
nipples with the crop. Soon her nipples were likewise 
reddened and erect.

I couldn't resist reaching out and taking one of each of 
their breasts in either hand, kneading and working them, 
pinching and twisting their little nipples, still 
smarting from their punishment, making them gasp and 
moan.

I put Katya on the bed in knee-chest position and told 
her to stay there until I told her otherwise. Then I 
turned my attention to little Lesa. I lubricated my left 
hand, insinuated it between her bottom cheeks, and 
pierced her anus as she cried out. Then I began to spank 
her full upon her bare cleft lips.

Punishing the pretty little preteen like that was the 
most exciting experience I had ever had. Feeling her 
little anus clench and spasm on my fingers as they 
pierced, penetrated, and probed her deeply; feeling my 
other hand SMACK against her bare cleft as she quivered 
and cried out; there was nothing like it. 

Finally I left her shivering and sniffling and returned 
to Katya. I pulled an ice dildo out of the small freezer 
in the room, and unceremoniously thrust it into her 
trembling anus. She cried out wildly as I worked it in 
and out of her steadily and firmly. I reached around and 
seized her clitoris.

As I pinched and twisted her clit and raped her anus 
with the ice dildo, she began to moan rhythmically with 
each thrust. Soon her hips were working back and forth 
automatically as she was driven to distraction by the 
intense punishment. 

Suddenly she was bucking, yelping and sobbing, as she 
began to come. I quickly withdrew the dildo, and 
substituted it with my rod, ramming deep into her, 
raping her of the virginity of her tender anus as she 
nearly screamed. It wasn't long before we were both 
climaxing as I raped her young-teen anus, driving to the 
hilt as I emptied my seed into her.

We collapsed on the bed for a while as I held her and 
kissed her hair and neck, still buried within her anus 
while she clenched and spasmed. Then I withdrew and left 
her sniffling and murmuring on the bed. 

I slipped off to the bathroom and cleaned up. Coming 
back to Lesa, I briskly laid her down on the bed and 
without warning fastened my mouth on her cleft, raping 
her with my tongue. I pressed firmly against her 
maidenhead, making her cry out. Then I took her 
clitoris, punishing her there with long excruciating 
bites between tongue and teeth that made her writhe and 
moan. Soon she, too, was nearing a little girl's orgasm.

I raised up and positioned the head of my rod between 
her cleft lips. I drove hard into her, raping her of her 
maidenhead, as she gave a short scream. I lay covering 
her, holding her close as she sobbed and moaned, still 
buried in her. 

As her distress died away to the occasional sniffle, I 
resumed raping her, pistoning in and out of her abused 
cleft. She cried out with each thrust. Not my wildest 
imaginings had prepared me for the tightness and 
sweetness of a preteen girl's maidenhood. Having already 
spent myself in Katya, I was able to last long enough to 
bring Lesa over the edge as well, despite the intense 
excitement I felt from the experience I was having.

It probably took longer for her because of her tender 
age, and the soreness of her cleft, having just been 
deflowered. It was so sweet to be raping such a pretty 
little preteen as she came, quivering and yipping, 
crying out, "OH! OH! OH, Sir, please! AAAH!" After she 
was spent, I punished her with more stern thrusts, 
making her shake and moan, until I finally deigned to 
empty myself at her cervix.

I held her close, wrapped in my arms, as she trembled 
and sobbed. Soon she was putting her little tear-stained 
face up for sweet kisses. Katya moved in on my other 
side, and I lay between my two sweet girl-wives, kissing 
and holding them, reveling in the knowledge that their 
slender little-girl bodies were mine to punish and 
sweetly rape.

Which reminded me: I still hadn't raped Katya in her 
cleft! Well, she would have to wait until the morning.

The End

By cc
5559k3@colormail.com
or
pics47@yahoo.com 

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." 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 prison.
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