Author: Nepi
Title: Abusing Little Emma
Summery: Little Emma has just entered toddlerhood, and is
sexually abused by her sick and perverted step father.
Keywords: Mg,nepi,toddler,sadistic,BDSM,ws,scat,abuse


Abusing Little Emma

by Nepi


     Hank Larson swigged his beer and watched the scene unfold on his computer.
It was a montage compilation of various pictures depicting the sexual abuse of 
infants, babies, and toddlers.  Some of the images in the video depicted
little boys, others depicted little girls. All of them were so young they were
still in diapers.  Some of the scenes were outdoors, but most of them took place
inside the privacy of someone's house or bedroom.  The pictures in the video were 
set against an audio backdrop or supplement which featured lots of babbling, 
crying, and screaming.  

     Hank had watched this video many times before, and it was featured 
prominantly in his secret video library.  Every time he saw pictures of little
girls tied up or strapped down to a bed or changing table with evil menacing toys
being inserted into their little vaginas or (better yet) their little brown anus,
his cock would give a twitch of delight and thankfulness.  The screams and the
crying aided his visual pleasure to the fullest.  His favorite pictures were the
ones with little baby pacifiers being shoved into tight little cunts or baby
hiney holes, or nipple clamps, drugs, or candle wax being administered. Ropes
and chains were at a premium for him as well. He also enjoyed little babies
and toddlers being used as personal toilets by their sick abusers!

     Hank had a step daughter named Emma. She was only 13 months old.  He had
married her stupid cunt of a mother almost two months after she was born.  The
mother's name was Stacy, and she was only 22 years old and recovering from drug
addiction in a home for therapy and counceling.  Her drug addiction had ruined 
her relationship with her previous boyfriend, and he left her for better prospects
elsewhere.  Desperate for an income and someone to care for her and her newborn
daughter, Stacy latched on to the first man who expressed interest in her.  That
man was Hank Larson.

     Little did Stacy know that Hank had profiled her.  His predilection for 
child pornography was becoming more and more intense and featured increasingly 
younger and younger victims with more and more gratuitous violence.  Hank wasn't
much into newborn baby girls (at least not yet anyway), but his age range of
preference was getting closer and closer.  He had waited patiently for little
Emma to surpass her first birthday. Then the abuse began.

     If her mother Stacy had half a brain (most of which had been fried on crack
and heroin), she would have recognized the hints of what was soon to come.  When
she had "sex" with Hank, it was not normal sex at all.  He delighted in tying her
up and putting a ball gag in her mouth so that she couldn't speak.  He seemed to
enjoy the gibberish noises that eminated from the ball gag which were completely
incoherant - just the way he liked it.  He would write things on her tits and
belly with magic marker: things like "STUPID CUNT" or "CRACK WHORE SLUT" or
"HURT ME!"

     Indeed, Hank was a total sadist, and he enjoyed the abuse of young women. But
after several visits to adult porn sites that featured this kind of abuse, and
his sexual escapades with Stacy no longer did it for him, he began to turn his eyes
toward little Emma - the entire reason he married Stacy in a shotgun wedding in
the first place.  The wedding was cheap, the ring on Stacy's finger was inexpensive
and only worthy of a stupid white trash money grubbing whore like her anyway.

     Now, Hank only had eyes for little Emma - and the sexual abuse he wanted to
inflict upon her helpless little body.  At only 13 months old, she was so cute and 
adorable to look at - the total package that nepiophiles seemed to crave on the 
internet:  white, blonde hair, blue eyes, chubby areas of baby fat on her cute 
little arms and legs, and the most adorable smile.  His cock grew rigid when he
heard the sweet baby noises emanating from her ignorant little cunt of a mouth - 
noises that made other nepiophiles and infantophiles throughout the world pant 
and stroke their thick cocks with pleasure and ecstasy - cooing, babbling, and
dumb spurts of ignorant giggling.  Little Emma also had the most adorable and sexy 
habit of sucking on her pacifier, and drooling all over her chin and t-shirt -
which was Sooooo appealing to him (and apparently, most other baby and toddler
loving perverts throughout the world). 

     Little Emma also wore the most adorable outfits that infantophiles dreamed 
about: outfits that included little baby diapers with Elmo or Cinderella on the front 
and rear, or some other Sesame Street or Disney characters like the Cookie Monster or 
Princess Belle. Little white trash t-shirts that were a size too small for her - 
revealing her soft baby stomach and white belly button that simply screamed out the
message of ignorance, stupidity, and vulnerability.

     Stacy endured all of these facets about Hank, mainly because he provided her
and her young toddler with a roof over their head and money to enjoy things when
sex wasn't involved.  

     Recently, Stacy had noticed Hank ogling her daughter. When he changed Emma's 
diaper, he would take an extra long time staring at her private parts and spreading 
ointment or baby powder on her little cunny and soft, baby bottom.  She also began
to notice him staring at Emma's backside when she was playing with her little dollies
or baby blocks with letters on them.  She couldn't understand why he so was 
fascinated with Emma's bottom, or the backside of her Huggies diaper.  

     Then it dawned on her - much after it was too late to break off her relationship.
Hank was a pervert!  He liked little kids - and especially (it seemed) little baby 
girls like her sweet little Emma! His sick penis got hard for helpless little 
toddlers still in diapers!!!

     When Stacy finally came to this sick realization, she was faced with two choices:
either she break off her relationship with Hank and move her daughter out of his house
to face the uncertainty and danger of the streets (she had long broke off her 
relationship with her family when she became a drug addict), or she could endure this
evil side of Hank and turn the other way - preferring the good things that he brought
to the table - money, clothes, shelter, and food for she and her precious baby
daughter.  

     In the end, it was a simple choice really.  Ignorant Stacy had no one left to 
turn to.  So she decided to stay with Hank - even if he took pleasure in molesting her 
cute baby daughter!

     So it came upon one fine day when Stacy had to go out for drug counceling. This
was one of the conditions she agreed to instead of going to jail.  Hank would be 
alone with little Emma - giving her her baby bottle, feeding her lunch, changing
her diapers, and playing sick games with her behind her back. As she left the house,
Stacy stole a glimpse of her husband staring at little Emma with naked lust in his 
sick perverted eyes. His shorts had a huge bulge in them - indicating a massive 
hard-on for the adorable little toddler. He was staring at Emma's sweet Little
Princess t-shirt all covered in baby drool and her soft baby diaper (so cute
and adorable with little baby blocks and teddy bears on the backside).

     Stacy left the house - knowing full well that Hank was losing interest in 
her sexually. In a way, she felt jealous of her daughter.  She was much younger
and more innocent - a quality that most perverts seemed to enjoy and become
attracted to these days. In another way, she felt kind of relieved.  If Hank
lost interest in her sexually, she wouldn't have to endure being tied up or
beaten with a strap, or called sick and degrading names that made his disgusting
penis nice, thick, and hard!  Then she remembered the money and the clothes he
allowed her to buy.  She smiled to herself, thinking of all the great things he
had provided for her and her baby daugher. A nice warm home, a generous allowance,
plenty of clothes, food, baby formula, and diapers. Aside from his perverse sexual
tastes, Hank was a generous man - even if he didn't express much love or interest in
her anymore.  

     Stacy felt relieved.  She had finally found her sugar daddy and a nice home.
The sexual abuse of little Emma was a small price to pay for the great things
in store for her. After all, Hank had promised to take good care of her and baby
Emma. As long as she did what she was told, keep her mouth shut, and be a good
traditional wife - sweet, obediant, and dependant upon him. She smiled to herself
as she drove off in her husband's gift to her - a nice 2015 luxury Lexus.  Life
was good, and a warm feeling of adoring devotion and loving servitude for her
husband overcame her.  She would do anything for him.  All he had to do was ask.

     Hank watched his young wife drive off for drug counceling from the living room
window. He smiled to himself.  The stupid cunt probably knew what his game was by
now, but she didn't seem to mind or care. He definately had her over a barrel. He
had made sure to discourage her from reconnecting with her friends and family. He
forbid her to leave the house unless he knew exactly where she was going and when
she would return. He was in complete control of his marriage to Stacy, and he
relished every moment of it.

     Hank closed the living room curtains and locked the front door.  Then he turned
his attention to sweet little Emma playing with her little Barbie Dolls on the living
room floor. He looked over at her playpen and stared at the little teddy bears, dolls,
and toys inside, then he bent down and picked little Emma up by her armpits and turned
her to face him. She was sucking on her pacifier and drooling for him - just the way
he liked. Hank looked deep into Emma's adorable little eyes and saw what he wanted to
see: a dull, blank, listless look - vacant of intelligence or coherant thought.  It was
then that he realized that little Emma was only good for one thing: being his submissive
little sex toy. A little baby doll to play with, degrade, humiliate, and abuse.  It was
at that moment that he lost all respect for her.  She would make a nice little sex 
object - ripe for abuse, pain, and degradation. He looked at her sweet little mouth 
that was sucking on her cute, little pink pacifier. He imagined her sucking on 
something else entirely. And best of all, she would make a nice, docile, giggling
portable potty for him to use for his sick and perverse pleasure!

* * * * *

     Hank leaned forward and licked Emma's cute pudgy face - all covered with innocence,
blissful ignorance, and baby drool, and carried her off to his basement dungeon - the
one he used on her stupid mommy for his sick and misogynistic desires.  

     There, in the heart of the basement, lay all the objects and tools that would be
used on baby Emma. Her beautiful blonde hair was done up in pigtails today, and she
smelled fresh and clean just for him.

     The sick pervert lay the little cunt down on a large table adorned with a pure
white, freshly washed bedsheet. On each side of the table there were little hooks
and loops near the head and close to the base, designed for the ropes and straps that
Hank had used on his wife many times before. The ball gag would not be necessary on
little Emma. The pacifier was perfect to keep her quiet, until he craved to hear her
babble, giggle, cry, and scream.  In that case, he would remove the pacifier and enjoy
the sweet sounds that only stupid little toddlers knew how to make.

     Next to the table was a small tray on a stand that held all the instruments of 
his sick and twisted desires:  ropes (already pre-cut to fit Emma's sweet little arms
and legs), straps, candles, dildos, and a pair pliers (designed for nipple, mouth, and
vaginal torture).

     Carefully and deliberately, Hank adjusted little Emma squarely on the large table
on her back. He talked down to her in soothing baby talk as he took off her Little
Princess t-shirt and pulled down her little pink toddler pants - revealing her 
preciaous baby diaper with little ABC blocks and teddy bears on the front and rear.
The sick pervert leaned down for a moment and pressed his nose against the front crotch
of Emma's cute little Pamper. She smelled of fresh baby powder and silky wet baby
wipes - such a turn on for nepiophiles just like him!

     Then he began to apply the ropes to each of her tiny arms and legs, tying them
firmly, but not enough to cut off blood circulation. Finally, Hank applied a final strap
to little Emma's tummy - holding her firmly down while her little wrists and ankles were 
fixed tight and immobile. The little cunt began to whimper through her pacifier as she
dimly began to realize that she could no longer move.  

     Tears began to form in her cute little eyes and flow down her puffy little cheeks as
the whimpering became louder through her adorable pacifier - nice, baby pink, and covered 
with slober and drool.

     Hank removed the pacifier and listened with avid anticipation as Emma let out a howl
of discomfort.  Little did she know what was in store for her.

    "Well my sweet little whore. Let's see if you like the pliers.  I'm sure you will
shed tears of joy and pleasure when you experience what nice feelings they will bring
to you." He talked down to her.

     The perverted step father took hold of the sharp metal pliers and aimed the grip
at one of Emma's cute little nipples. He clasped hold of the left one and began to 
squeeze...

    "Ahhhhh...ha ha haaaaa.....Oooooaahhhhhh!!!"  She screamed in agony.

     More tears of pain ran down Emma's face and dribbled onto the snow white bed
sheet.  

     Next came the right nipple. This time, the sick nepiophile applied more
pressure, and her right nipple began to develope a dark red, purplish color just
like her left one.  Her baby nipples were now bruised and damaged in such a beautiful
way.  It was almost like a work of brilliant sadistic art!

    More whimpering and crying as the misogynist moved the pliers toward her sweet
baby mouth.

   "Now I'll give you something to really cry about you dumb little slut!"  He hissed.

    Slowly, gently (at first), Hank began to clamp the hard metal pliers down on Emma's
lower lip - pulling and tugging with increasing forcefulness - until Emma cried out
in a shriek of joy and ecstasy.  Soon she would learn to appreciate the pliers and look
forward to the pain and misery they inflicted.

     After her lower lip turned into a shade of lovely dark red and purple, Hank turned his
sick attention to the upper lip. The evil metal grips took hold of her tender flesh, and
began to lovingly crush down and scrunch her moist upper lip into a purplish pulp - nice,
bruised, and filled with a rush of blood.

     Hank withdrew his smartphone and took pictures of such a beautiful sight.  There were
plenty of sick nepiophiles out there that enjoyed seeing toddler girls in a state of 
extreme discomfort, pain, and misery. It made their fat, ugly penises nice, thick, and 
rigid.  

     Next, Hank removed the pliers and temporarily placed them on the bedside tray.  He
watched as Emma struggled in vain to move her body. Her belly was fastened down tightly
by the firm black strap at the center of the operating table.  The sick pervert smiled
down at his weak and vulnerable little prize and began to unfasten the tapes on each side
of her delicious disposable Pamper. Slowly and with deliberate attention, he opened the
front of the ABC blocks and little brown teddy bears and pulled the diaper forward and
open - exposing Emma's puffy little "pee pee" hole...

     A large pile of wet, yellowish piddle resided at the front, and the demented 
infantophile leaned forward and placed his nose deep inside Emma's Pamper - smelling the
sweet irrisistable nectar of moist, baby urine!

     Yessss...the little blonde tart had made a wee wee in her adorable little Pampee...
such a sweet, stupid little girl!  Such a submissive and attractive little cunt.  

     Perfect for Hank's sick and degrading desires!

     Hank opened up the pee pee diaper completely. Then he picked up the pliers again and
proceeded to lower them menecingly toward Emma's puffy little vagina folds.  He clamped
down on one of them.  Then he began to squeeze...

    "Ahhhhh....Ahhhhhaaahhhaaaaa!!!...Ahhhoooooo....ooohhhooooahhhhh!!!..."  The little
whore cried out in excruciating pain and suffering.

     Hank removed the pliers and observed the spongy toddler cunt begin to turn a 
delightful shade of red and purple - just like her tiny mouth and puffy, baby nipples 
before it.  Little Emma was beginning to look ugly, bruised, and swollen all over her
cute little body. Hank smirked to himself as he unfastened the ropes that held Emma's
legs to the table.

     Hank lit one of the small candles on the tray with his cigarette lighter and let
it burn for a while in order to build up a nice puddle of hot, molten wax!  While he
waited, he picked up one of the dildos he had used on her mother, and aimed it directly
at Emma's tight little ass cheeks.   

     Gently, he took hold of her tiny little ankles (adorned with the cutest little
pink and white baby socks with little flowers and stars on them) and locked them together
with one hand, then he hoisted her powder white bottom in the open air - exposing the
cutest little anus in the whole state of Texas. The little brown opening looked so
tight, crinkly, and inviting - winking and smiling up at the sick pervert - just begging
to be filled with a large, fat, disgusting dildo!

     The evil stepfather obliged.  

     Without using even the slightest lubrication, Hank began to push, screw, and worm 
the large, purple dildo slowly (but deliberately) into Emma's sweet little asshole.  

     The little blonde in adorable pigtails began to howl and shriek at the top of her
baby lungs, but to no avail. She was tied down in a basement underground, with no
windows or openings for anyone to hear her screams of terror and agony at the hands of
her sick and twisted stepfather.  She was helpless, and doomed to an afternoon of total
pain, humiliation, and subjegation.

     The large, purple dildo eased it's way inside Emma's tight, brown, wonderland...
deeper...deeper...and deeper!  Until it was firmly entrenched inside the bowels of
her lower intestines.  Once inside, the dildo was greeted with large globs of smelly
intestinal filth and child poop.

     The ugly, fat dildo now firmly stuck in Emma's tight bottom, Hank withdrew his 
smartphone again and began to take pictures of her bruised mouth, swollen, purple 
nipples, and dark, swollen vagina.  Then he took closeups of the obese dildo clogging
up Emma's adorable, baby spincter.  Her soft, brown butthole looked lovingly precious
and adorable filled with it's own (unique) pacifier.

     Hank left the large, filthy dildo lodged deeply in Emma's smelly little hiney
hole, and returned his smartphone to his pocket. Then, he took hold of the small 
candle on the bedside tray - which was now filled and coated beautifuly with a large 
pool of hot, burning, scalding wax.  The sick pedophile laughed hysterically as he 
tilted the candle sideways over Emma's soft, baby chest and belly (still firmly 
fastened to the operating table by the large, black, unforgiving strap), and began to 
watch as the disgusting, angry wax began to ooze and slither menacingly toward the 
outer rim of the candle holder...then begin to drip sickeningly onto the toddler's 
puffy chest and belly, causing the little girl to shriek, hollar, and scream like 
never before.  

     The evil wax began to adhere itself tightly to the child's pale white skin -
drying quickly and forming a large pool of firm, dry crust on her bruised and
swollen nipples and adorable, baby belly button! 

     Hank took more pictures for his online friends in the "baby / toddler lover's"
chatroom. Then he put his smartphone on the bedside tray and began to take off his
clothes.  

     He waited calmly and patiently for Emma's pain to subside and watched carefully
until the ignorant child stopped crying - her discomfort reducing her to a dull
whimper.  Then, he took off her little pink, baby socks and began to tickle her
feet.

     Little Emma began to giggle and laugh hysterically at this new and ticklish
sensation.  

     After inducing a fit of giggling hysterics, Hank knew it was time.  He enjoyed
the sound of a toddler's babbling and giggling when he fantasized about performing
this next sick and disgusting act.

     Slowly, the perverted stepfather tied little Emma's legs back down onto the
large table.  Then he checked the ropes on her baby wrists and the changing table
strap that held her wax covered tummy firmly to the operating table.  

     Next, he withdrew a large pair of metal stent like devices designed to hold
little Emma's mouth open (similar to the Max HC movies he witnessed on the Internet).

     Hank tickled Emma's baby feet again and waited patiently for the stupid little
girl to giggle and open her sweet little mouth. Then, he quickly pryed her mouth open
and adjusted the reverse clamps inside - screwing them tightly into place so that the
dumb little whore could no longer close her mouth.

     Finally, he climbed onto the large table with the soft, white bedsheet that 
supported Emma's cute, baby body and aimed his thick, dirty penis at the toddler's
adorable, tear stained, saliva covered face...and began to pee!!!

     A long stream of sweet, yellow, nepiophile piss sprayed generously all over
baby Emma's cute little face and deep inside her wide open mouth.  The only thing that
the little tramp was able to do was wag her dumb little tongue from side to side - 
which made her first golden shower much more entertaining, pleasing, and enjoyable to 
the misogynistic pervert administering her lovely golden bath.  The moist, yellow
liquid splashed soothingly all over her face - clensing her bruises and bathing
her cute little pigtails and blonde hair in sweet, smelly urine.  Soon, little
Emma would come to appreciate a nice golden bath from such a nice man as her
generous stepfather.  It would sooth her bruises and make them feel all better.
One day, she would learn to adore the sweet, salty taste of her stepfather's
golden "gift" inside her pretty little mouth - all swollen and purple with
sexy and attractive bruises!

     When Hank finished peeing all over his step daughter's mouth, face, and
lovely blonde hair, he stared down and looked at the inside of her baby mouth.  He
observed the little tart's tongue darting helplessly from side to side - unable
to close her mouth and no longer able to babble, giggle, or talk.  

     Perfect!  This was exactly the way he liked her.  Mouth wide open, helpless,
and hungry for her first "brown shower."

     Hank smiled wickedly down at his vulnerable little sex toy.  Such a pretty little
dolly to play sickening little potty games with.  He watched as her tongue continued
flapping semi-involuntarily from side to side, and he listened to the soft, faint,
groaning noise that the little object on the table made just for him.  Then he stood
over it's sweet little face and squatted down over it's wide open mouth.

     The soft, helpless groaning continued as Hank's loving, godly anus began to open
like a flower in bloom - puckering, winking, and belching out sweet smelling gas as it
did so...smothering the dolly's face with a sweet smelling fragerance and beautiful
odor!  

     Slowly, the dark brown and pinkish opening began to expand...allowing baby Emma her
first glimpse of the wonderful brown clay that would soon bathe her mouth, nose, face, 
and hair with lovely pedophile filth and charming sensations.  The little cunt couldn't
wait for her first taste of generous chocolate candy...

   **Plop...slither....plop plop...slither...plop...(deep inside her lovely, baby mouth,
pink little nose, adorable puffy cheeks, and light blonde hair with pretty little pigtails
bathed in wet, moist urine.**

     The large globs of soft, smelly nepi poop deposited themselves deep inside the doll's
precious open mouth - greeting her tongue with a friendly perfume and bathing her gums and
tonsils with sick, disgusting (life altering) mud!

     Hank held his baby doll's head firmly in place with one hand and stroked his fat 
penis with the other as he menuevered his anus over her pretty little nose and face - 
squeezing even more poop all over her pretty little features and making baby Emma even
MORE adorable and sexy!

     Finally, the sick deviant moved his ugly anus over Emma's piss drenched blonde hair
and pretty little pigtails and began to grunt and squeeze the last of his sickening crap
and shit all over the beautiful, golden blonde strands of ignorance and empty headed bliss.

     When Emma's virgin bath was finally over, and all the disgusting urine and soft, brown
BM had been deposited all over her pretty little features, Hank took the reverse stent clamps
out of her mouth and allowed her to spit, dribble, chew, and swallow his generous offering
of smelly brown candy deep inside her sweet little face hole.

     Hank withdrew his smartphone one final time and took more pictures of the disgusting
"play doll" strapped helplessly to the large table in his basement dungeon, all covered 
with swollen, purple bruises, thick (angry) candle wax, urine, and thick warm excrement -
the last of which felt warm and soothing to the cute little sex doll held firmly in place
to the large metal table.

     Hank unfastend the ropes and straps and cradled the stupid little girl in his sick,
loving arms - telling her in a soothing voice what a "good little whore" she was and what
a "sweet little fuck toy" she would make for him in the future.  

     Then, he took her upstairs and cleaned her all up and applied ointment to her bruises.
He knew that her mother would notice the damage to her daughter, but he also knew that she
would do nothing about it.  Not a thing.  Stacy needed him desperately.  Her life was nothing
without his firm and commanding guidence.  And she would willingly submit herself or her
baby daughter for twisted sexual servitude in exchange for the comforts of good food, luxury 
clothes, a generous cash allowance, and a nice Lexus to drive.  After all, she no longer had
any friends, family, or outside connections with the exception of her drug counceling.  And
Stacy knew better than to tell them about her abuse at home.  She didn't want to lose her
generous sugar daddy to arrest or prosecution.  If that happened, she would lose all the
luxuries she and her baby daughter had become accustomed to.

     Just like the whore she once was on the street, Stacy knew her place in life and knew
better than to bite the hand that fed her.  She would be a good little house wife and dutiful
human porta potty for her generous husband - just like baby Emma (the cutest little toddler 
toilet in Texas)!


THE END

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