Kidnapped For My Pleasure (Mb,nepi,toddler,anal,rape,abuse,ws,scat,snuff)

by Baby Boy Lover



I had scoped out this house for nearly a month. It was inhabited by a 
single mother and her son. Her son was ten months old, and his name was 
Jakob. His mother was a twenty year old prostitute with a meth problem. 

It was going to be a very simple operation. You see, I had figured out 
her schedule. She would stay up tweaking for days, but she always passed 
out for a solid twelve hours on the third day. 

I waited across the street on the third day of the week and watched 
through the windows with a pair of binoculars. I could see the nursery 
from my vantage point, and that sexy little tot. I could also see straight 
into the living room. The sout mother was on the couch in that living room, 
and I watched as her eyes slowly drooped shut, and her pipe slipped from 
her hands. 

I knew it was time.

I opened the front door and walked straight in. I paused a moment to wave a 
hand in front of the whore's face to ensure that she was knocked out. 

She was. 

I walked to the nursery, my pants tenting in the front as I thought of all 
the fun to come. I stood over the crib and admired the sleeping baby. He 
was small and pale, and had wispy brown hair on top of his head. His lips 
were plump and punk, and he had an adorable button nose. He was in nothing 
but a dirty green shirt that said "mommy's little boy" and a Sesame Street 
diaper. Elmo's nose had begun to fade, so I knew he was nice and wet.

I pulled out a roll of duct tape and put a strip on the child's precious 
lips, just to make sure he wouldn't start screaming and wake his bitch mom 
up. 

I went around the room, putting some of his things in a burlap sack to take 
with us. A plain teddy bear, some more shirts, a pink carebear with a 
rainbow on its tummy, and all of the clean diapers went into the sack. I 
looked back at him and found he had his blankie. I took it and shoved it 
into my pants, relishing the soft, plush material against my throbbing 
cock. 

Finally, I picked him up and took him and the sack out to my car. I 
strapped him into a carseat and threw the sack in the front. Luckily, I had 
extremely dark window tinting, so nobody would see the child. Doubling back 
inside, I found his mother's drug stash, which comprised of a few hits of 
meth, a baggie of cocaine, and an ounce of weed. Then I went to his room 
again, pulled out my cock, and pissed in his cradle. Then I went back to 
the car and drove off.

By the time he was waking up, we were already at our destination, my cabin 
in the woods. I carried the now awake baby and the sack inside. It was an 
ordinary cabin at first glance, but I went to the far wall and pulled on 
the crown moulding. A hatch in the floor opened up, and I carried my prize 
into my dungeon.

I laid him on a metal changing table spread eagled, and tied him to the 
corners. Tears were pouring from his eyes, but I wanted to hear his misery. 

I carelessly ripped the tape off of his mouth, pulling skin off his lips in 
the process. 

He started wailing at the top of his lungs, a few drops of blood forming on 
his lips. 

I produced a video camera and started recording.

I stripped myself of clothes, and let my cock spring up. It was a foot long, 
and five inches thick. Once it was inside him, it would be very difficult to 
get back out. I draped his blankie (a plush white piece of cloth decorated 
with dinosaurs) over my cock, hiding it from view. Then, I got closer to him 
and cut his shirt off, revealing his pale, white torso and the pink rosebuds 
that were his nipples. I rubbed them softly, loving the soft flesh, then I 
grasped them firmly, and twisted as hard as I could. 

His screaming got louder, and his nipples immediately turned purple with 
bruising.

I laughed at his pain, and flicked the bruised nipples before letting my 
hands wander farther down, straying to the tabs of his diaper. I undid them 
and let it fall open. He had a delicate little cocklet, half an inch long 
and uncut, positioned over his perfect, baby ballsack. It was smooth and 
round, and looked delicious. 

I rubbed his perfect ballsack lightly, marvelling at its beauty. His crying 
stifled.

"Oh, you like that do you? Well I promise you won't like this, you little 
bitch!" 

I grabbed a rubber band and put it around his tiny sack, wrapping it tighter 
and tighter until it was cutting off the circulation. His crying got louder 
again, and I laughed in his face. I grabbed my camera and did a slow pan over 
his body - starting at his crying face, going down to his bruised nipples, 
filming my hand running down his soft baby belly, and then to his baby penis
and his banded ballsack. Then, I loosened his bonds a little and forced him 
to bend his knees, exposing his virgin asshole. It was a little pink button, 
perfect and unused. It was no bigger than a pencil eraser. I ran my finger 
around it once, twice, three times, before unceremoniously shoving my entire 
index finger inside. 

Then he really started screaming, his head shaking back and forth and his body 
shuddering violently. His hole was so warm and tight around my finger, I 
couldn't bear waiting to put my cock in him, but he had to suffer first. 

I bent the finger still inside him and then yanked it out with an audible pop.

I undid the ropes and flipped him over onto his tummy, putting his belly 
button on the edge of the table. I tied his hands back to the corners they 
had been at, but I pulled his feet down and tied them to the legs of the 
table so that he was bent double, the edge of the table digging onto his soft 
belly and his cute, button hole fully exposed to me. I went around to the 
other side, needing a little bit of relief. I grabbed his head and looked in 
his mouth. 

It looked so delicious, wet and slimy - with baby boy saliva, and a cute 
little tongue waggling around. He had only two teeth. 

I grinned and pulled his blankie off my cock before shoving my thick member 
into his mouth. It was so big that only the head was fitting, but I wasn't 
going to stop there. I pushed and pushed until my head was in his throat and 
his lips were stretched around my shaft. I groaned and started to piss, my 
hot urine sliding down his throat and into his belly. 

After just a few seconds, he started to turn red, then purple. A bit of blue 
was just starting to form in his nose when I pulled out. He started coughing 
and gasping for air. I laughed and slapped him with my still rock hard dick.

I then went back around to his rear. 

I picked up the pants I was wearing beforehand, and slid the belt from the 
belt loops. It was long and wide, made of black leather and studded every 
few inches. I wrapped the leading end around my hand and began swinging the 
buckled end. I beat his ass and lower back until he was black and blue. 
Then, just to make the agony worse, I beat him with my bare hand.

He was starting to run dry of tears, and that was no fun. He must have been 
getting dehydrated. So I picked up his carebear, went to the corner where a 
barrel full of rain water was, dunked the bear in, and then went back to the 
child and squeezed the water into his mouth. 

He sucked it down pretty greedily for just having been forced to drink my 
hot piss.

I was getting more and more anxious to fuck his sweet, baby hiney, so I went 
back around and picked up a dildo. It wasn't very big, maybe an eighth of my 
size, but it would be enough to open him up for my tip in any case. 

I rubbed it on his bruised and battered ass cheeks, before sliding it down 
his crack to that sweet prize target - his cure little asshole! 

I began to push on it, applying pressure to the hole before me. 

It wasn't going in, and that frustrated me. I grabbed his asscheeks with one 
hand, and with the other hand (and a loud grunt) I shoved the dildo inside. 

The baby's eyes got wide and he shut up for a few seconds, before wailing 
louder than ever before. I laughed and left it there, eager to continue 
abusing this helpless little boy.

I deicded to check his little sack, and it was a dark shade of blue. 

I laughed and kissed it gingerly, then I punched it with all of my strength. 

I felt something burst inside him, and he screamed so loud that I could 
hear his vocal cords starting to rip. 

He subsequently passed out. 

Pleased with my work, I cut the rubber band and watched as color flooded 
the ballsack, all except for one dome sized spot that stayed black as 
night. I must have crushed his immature testicles, and that was where the 
ruins now were.

I tapped on the dildo to see if I could get a reaction and I didn't, so I 
pulled up a chair and sat down, producing the baggie containing his mom's 
drugs. I felt like a line of coke and a joint, so I emptied a small pile 
of cocaine onto his back and deposited a few nuggets of weed. 

I rolled the weed first, then I used a razor blade to set up my line. I 
cut him a few times when my hand 'slipped,' and I am pretty sure that some 
of the coke got into the cuts. It woke him up for sure, whether from a 
high or the pain I don't know. 

I snorted the cocaine, then went back around to his face. I plugged his 
nose and fixed a cone of sorts over his mouth. I lit up my joint and began 
to force the baby to smoke it with me. 

Once it was down to a roach, I put it out on his lips.

I was finally ready to fuck him. 

I made my way back around the table and ripped the dildo out of his ass. 
His hole gaped a little, and then started trying to close. I groaned and 
let it close most of the way before putting the tip of my cock to his 
entrance. 

I gripped his bruised hips roughly, and started applying pressure...

His hole didn't want to give in at all. 

I started pulling him back onto my cock as I pushed forward, and after a 
few seconds of this, my tip slipped in! 

I moaned loudly, as the warm tightness hit my cock. Then I began to push 
even harder. My head slowly breached his (no longer) virgin ass hole.

"Fuck me, you are fucking WONDERFUL!" I growled, pulling and pushing my 
head inside of him. 

The entire head of my cock was inside of this boy, this ten month old 
boy that I had abducted, and it was so tight. 

It felt like heaven. 

His hole was stretched obscenely around me, and looked like it couldn't 
hold any more, but I didn't care. I had to bottom out in the little slut. 
He was no longer human to me. Instead, he was just a baby boy toy, a cute
little fuck hole designed just for my cock, and I was going to claim my 
prize. 

With an animalistic growl, I began to shove myself inside. 

I was only three inches in when I hit the barrier. I had to get past, just 
had to, and so I kept pushing. The little fucker was wide awake for sure, 
screaming louder than I had heard all night. I heard a small tearing sound, 
as his sphincter began to split around my enormity, and his blood served 
as a sort of lube as I began to push more and more inside. I was six inches 
in and his eyes were bulging.  After eight inches, I could see his insides 
being pushed around by my monster cock. 

Then, with one almighty thrust, I bottomed out. My entire, foot long dick 
was deep inside this baby, stretching his hole beyond repair. 

I loved it, but he didn't. 

He screamed louder and louder with every inch, until finally, his vocal 
cords gave up and he went hoarse with the final inch. 

I began to slowly pull out, embracing the sensation of his baby boy asshole 
clenching around my meat. 

I pulled, until just my tip was left inside, then I slammed it all right 
back in again. 

I began to make a rhythem of it, slowly pulling nearly all the way out, 
and then slamming it all back in. His insides started to pull with me, 
and he let out cute little whines every time I slammed back in, slapping my 
balls against his bruised ass. 

After what felt like forever, but was really only about fourty five minutes, 
I slammed the entire length in again and squirted my load deep inside his 
baby belly.

Pulling out, I grinned at my work. 

I zoomed my camera in at his gaping hole, struggling to close as a pink 
mixture of my seed and his blood began to leak out of him. 

I grabbed his teddy bear and shoved it in before diapering him up. 

I wasn't done yet. 

Now it was time to end his pathetic life.  The little cock sleeve would 
die on my cock, but he had to suffer first. 

I untied him and brought him to some chains hanging from the ceiling. 

I humg him by his wrists, making sure the rough iron was rubbing his wrists 
raw. Then, I attached clamps to his nipples. I connected these to wires, 
and then began to shock him repeatedly until his nipples were burnt black.

I stepped back and admired my work. 

This baby was black and blue all over, and it was all because of me. It was 
all so hot and exciting! 

I grabbed my belt again and started to beat him, striking the soft, pale 
flesh of his tummy. There was a dark red line where the edge of the table 
had dug into him, bruising from the impacts of my fucking. I aimed for that 
spot, and listened to his feeble cries. It was so hot, but so damn adorable 
to hear him cry. 

I pulled him down and held him close to me, cooing sweet nothings in his ear 
and comforting him. 

He started to calm down, then I held him at arms length and smashed my fist 
into his mouth, making his two teeth fly out. 

I set him on his back on the cold floor and squatted over him. I released a 
huge log of shit right into his mouth, then forced him to chew and swallow. 

I Was starting to get bored with him, so I decided to finish him off.

I ripped the diaper back off of him, admiring the wreckage I had made of him. 
Then, ignoring the bear still inside him, I pushed my entire cock back inside 
of him. 

I began to fuck faster and harder than I had all night, and just to mess with 
his head, I rubbed his burnt nipples with his blankie. He reached for it and 
I let him grab it, only to tear it away again. I bounced him up and down on 
my cock and made note of the bulge in his stomach that formed with every thrust. 
I began to rub right there with the blankie.

Getting close to the edge again, I wrapped an arm around his throat. 

I began to choke him, thrusting as hard as I could up inside of him and rubbing 
his body with the blankie. I moved the cloth down to his abused groin, and 
cupped it around his little cocklet. 

He started turning colors, and his ass squeezed as best as it could before 
he finally spasmed, releasing his bladder into his blankie. 

I began to cum harder than ever before, relishing the fact that I had just 
fucked an innocent baby boy to death. 

I pulled out with a pop, bringing the bear out with me. 

I collected it, the carebear, and the blankie. I sniffed each, satisfied, and 
went to my bed, leaving the baby's body on the floor of my dungeon. I went to 
sleep, cuddling the baby's comforting items, inhaling the smell of rape and 
abuse, and dreaming of having more babies to fuck.


THE END

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