Made to Order  (M+g,nepi,newborn,full-intercourse,beast)

by Nate

   
STORY INTRO: Dmitri is a purveyor of child sex slaves.  Longtime client
             Aiden is receiving his latest purchase, but is interested in 
             trying something new as well--Dmitri is honored to accommodate.




   Forgive my English, I'm from Russia, and I'm sure you know that no
Russian has ever succeeded at writing pedophilic prose in English (light of
my life, fire of my loins).  Anyway, my name is Dmitri, and I--to be
blunt--sell children to perverts.  It doesn't weigh on the conscience as
terribly being a child fucker myself; do what you love and the money will
come, after all.

   The trade is pretty great.  If you're reading this then you must know
something that most everyone is far too uncomfortable to admit, that kiddie
pounding is pretty damn common.  Sure some of my clients could be spotted
for what they are in the Disneyland crowd, but most of them are happy John
Does with steady work, nice families and overall joie de vivre.

   One example of a good old pedo and businessman I know is my longtime
client, Aiden York.  He's a self-made man who started partaking of my
services back when the price was his everything, and kept me as his main
purveyor through to today where the cost of a young life strikes him no
more than buying a coffee.

   I'm pretty biased, I admit.  He's the only client who's ever let me have
a go at the purchase.  So heading up the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito
where his estate hid was an exciting endeavor.  I was going to save the
virginity for him, of course, but I knew Aiden would let me take a turn
with the prize beside me in the car when the time came.  And boy, couldn't
I wait for the time to come--cum.

   The driver took me the usual way.  He was a good and quiet man.  He had
nothing to report anyway--just cousin Dmitri and the quidquid-dozenth new
niece looking to visit uncle Aiden.  It was a stimulating thought that a
petty driver could be so loyal to his boss or his paycheck as to keep
something so blatantly audacious quiet.  Money really can buy anything.

   We tumbled over the rolling hills of his long drive up and arrived at
the front of the estate where Aiden was waiting outside with a smile.

   "Dmitri, you're late.  The airport's fault, I presume?"

   "You presume correct.  Good to see you again, Aiden."

   "Let me help you there." He walked over to hover as I leaned into the
car and undid the carseat around the delivery.  I could tell he was
anxious, so I fumbled on the buckle for a bit to build the suspense.  The
asking price for this one was high, so there was no reason not to be
dramatic with her.

   "Here she is." Gently coddled in my arms was a strawberry red face, the
lively flesh of a baby just one day old.  She was a delicate little girl
that took the gentleness applied to an orchid to be held.  I raised her up
to my buyer's eyes.

   "Unfortunate that I was unable to leave town, I wish I could have been
there for the birth."

   "C'est la vie.  Et ici--le nom de cette vie est Sierra."

   "Sierra's her name, huh?  Well, hello little Sierra.  You're just
precious, aren't you?"

   "She definitely is.  Why don't you take her and assess her to your
liking.  I'll unload all her things from the back." There was plenty of
formula and baby things I had gotten on the way over so that there would be
little need for thought over any detail of the child other than her ability
to service the most depraved desires.  There was something else I was
getting from the car though, a specific request of Aiden's.

   It wasn't really my job, but when he asked for this little addition I
was willing to do anything to keep a loyal customer like him happy.  I
escorted from the further back of the car an energetic, medium-sized, white
male dog on a leash.  He was happy to get into the open air and look around
the grounds before I dragged him into the house, tongue dancing with the
weight of the wind and the beat of his heart.  I could only imagine what
perverted thing was in store for the animal.

   The house was immense, but the pure definition of minimalistic.  What it
lacked in art and furniture it made up for with vast windows and
white--white so emphatic it would take Herman Melville well over thirteen
pages to document.

   There was a staircase to the left and a staircase to the right, both
leading up to the same overlook before the great window to the garden, and
forward beyond the stairways were long hallways that bent back to finish
the Versailles shape of the building.  But most of this is irrelevant.  The
only thing you need to know about this building is that it has a cellar
which corridors to a garage one way, and the other way to a plain white
square of a room.

   This cellar room, locked in three ways, is decorated with a large white
bed, a ceramic diaper changing table, and a flutter of things that a normal
human would say didn't go together.  But they worked just perfectly in
tandem for a pedophile like Aiden.  There were baby commodities, toys and
diapers and a crib and alike.  And then there were very adult things: there
was a shelf full of sex toys and a crotch-leveled swing mounted from the
ceiling.  It was a nepiophilic paradise and the perfect place to keep a
child locked away without any suspicion (imagine that weirdo from the movie
Michael had money).

   I knew my way to the room, and saw the door ajar for me when I strolled
up to it with the baby's things and the dog curious to everything around
him.  When I came inside I saw that a plush dog bed had been added to
floor.

   "Planning on keeping the dog down here?"

   "No, no.  But just in case he gets tired during all the action..."

   "I'm curious, I'll admit."

   "Well, you can prove just how curious you are, if you'd do me the honor
of staying for the fun."

   "I was hoping you'd ask.  I haven't cum in at least twenty hours--too
long for someone with my libido."

   "And proclivities."

   "Indeed, but business comes first.  You can verify that all her parts
are untouched."

   "I trust you, Dmitri."

   "Well, thank you."

   "Anyway, we'll leave little Sierra and--what's it's name?"

   "He's Diesel."

   "We'll leave Sierra and Diesel to settle in and nap while we head down
the other end of the cellar and open up a '64 Maucqueaux I got in Macau
last weekend."

   "You always love to build the suspense, don't you, Aiden?"

   "Of course.  Sure, I've had my share of flesh, but this is going to be
the biggest moment in little Sierra's life," he brushed her head delicately
and blew onto her with gentle lips, "I want the mood to be just right."

   "You're probably the only man on the planet who like's to romance a baby
before molesting them."

   "Molest?  No, that word is far too soft.  Even to say I fuck babies is
too vanilla.  What I'm going to do to this girl doesn't have an English
word--it's going to be absolutely godless."

   "Are you going to snuff her?"

   "No, no--not tonight anyway.  You'll see what I have planned." Aiden was
pretty much the jackpot if you were a sex slave infant, he kept them
healthy and safe, not counting all the hardcore rape.  Usually I'd
repurchase an old one from him when making a new delivery.  They'd be plump
and cheery, but all stretched out and ready to be sold to some less classy,
kiddie-fucking monster.  It was good business for me and I admired his
restraint, something I lacked for the most part (the spasms of death feel
great on the tip of the cock).

   So we made small talk.  He told me about the states and I told him about
the motherland--turnips, snow and the slave trade.  Time passed, my glass
emptied and the sun fell.  My dick was popping in and out of its erect
state, anxious for the fun.  Then we got to money talk, he bought the kid
outright and I got several digits wealthier.  Finally, with a pause in the
conversation, I could see the professional smile of excitement in him.

   "I think we should return to the nursery, then."

   "Gladly." Back in the white room baby Sierra was whispering fussy
noises, probably just having awoken.  Diesel had lifted his head from a nap
in the random center of the cement floor.  Aiden walked up to the crib
where the baby was now developing a whine and scooped her up in
affectionate arms.  He rocked her with his hips in rhythm to his saunter
over to the white ceramic changing table in the middle of the room.  He set
her down on it.  Wearing nothing but a diaper she fussed at the cold of the
table on her back, at the custom height of Aiden's loins.

   "It's okay, Sierra.  It's your new daddy.  I'm going to do something
very special with you now." She scrunched up her day-old face and started
crying.  I made eye contact with Aiden and we both chuckled to ourselves.
If just suggesting it had her crying I could only imagine what the real
thing would yield--good thing the room was soundproof.

   I had seen Aiden's dick out plenty of times, but it was just as
intimidating this time as ever.  As he stripped naked before the table I
gawked at the huge member.  I'm just saying--if he ever whipped that thing
out in a Starbucks they'd charge him for a venti.

   I took a seat on the linen bed that ran along the back wall, trying to
sooth the development in my pants.  I rubbed myself through jeans and
leaned back, my eyes just small black glints voyeuring the set Aiden had
built.

   Sierra threw her arms and legs up and down while ever-the-gentleman
Aiden was finishing folding his removed pants and underwear and placing
them to the side of the table.  His erection was standing at a high point,
casting a minute-hand shadow on the baby girl's diaper and stomach.  "Here
comes daddy, Sierra.  I own you now."

   He leaned down and began to kiss her on her nipples and along her pudgy
baby gut.  His hands slid up and down her sides, making her wiggle like a
worm as he latched on to the edge of her diaper.  He lingered on the crisp,
spongey texture of the disposable diaper as he unfastened it.  It blossomed
open to reveal the bare skin of a newborn's private parts.  I lifted myself
and leaned in while rubbing a wet spot that had developed through my pants.

   She was so smooth and bright colored.  The slight parting of her pussy
made the most gentle kiss at the air, the folded petals of a flower burst
to bloom by the heat of the sun.  Aiden's fingers trembled as they hovered
over her, finally landing on her hairless mound to trace along the
forbidden path.

   With delicate caressing he eclipsed her clitoris at the tip of his
finger and the tip of her parting.  A deep breath in, and he let his finger
fall down to tease the division, too small to be declared a hole or an
opening--it was an innocent groove that called for his attention.  He moved
his kisses down her stomach up to the base of her infant pussy.  His lips
pressed into hers below.

   "She smells so good, like baby powder and summer."

   "Nice." I was too drawn in to the scene to behave like a businessman.  I
had my pants down around my ankles and my ten uncut inches being kneaded in
my fist.  Precum was running along the gaps of my clenched fingers.

   Aiden was blushing as he kissed her pussy.  In a flash he flicked his
tongue just far enough out to lap at the nectar.  She made a dismissible
whine and then whispered a giggle.  He took another lick, then another.  He
gave in to his lust and began devouring her.  He slurped and tongued the
minuscule entrance while I played with myself furiously.

   "Alright, babe.  This is it." He tore himself from the delight of her
taste and again had his cock as a tower over her.  With a step forward he
used his right hand to grip his cock and carry it down to the slit.  It was
a colossal contrast to see his manhood imposing before the gate of her
rose. Tap--the tip of his cock landed on the flesh and awaited the order.

   He stood, his hairy, bare chest heaving in anxiety.  His eyes closed for
a moment and silence murmured from his lips like prayer.  He set his palms
on both sides of the helpless child and arched over her.  I tugged my meat
up and down without blinking.  And then he leaned in, his arms holding the
girl still as his member pressed against her.

   She made a grunt and puckered her face at first.  It was a minor
discomfort.  Then her body had reached its limit of compression against the
pillars of his arms and the pressure on her virginity intensified.  She
began to cry.  "It's okay, Sierra.  We're almost there." He smiled lovingly
at her as the distance between them slowly desisted.

   I stood up straight and shuffled toward the scene, legs tethered in my
trousers.  His ass has contracted and the muscles of his back were standing
out strong.  Then suddenly there was real motion.

   The day-old infant let out a shriek of absolute horror that echoed
against the white cement walls.  My ears rung and my cock ached in
oblivious desire.

   Aiden has separated the two sides of her hole and stretched them along
the developing girth of his cockhead, pressing against her virginity and
instantly bursting it.  There was a new wind to her screech.  She screamed
in anguish as he pushed.  The tunnel gave up the ghost and blew out as he
fell into it.  Aiden sunk down into the deflowered vagina with an
uncontrollable groan, trembling on the walls and making me shudder.  It was
pure ecstasy.

   He just had the head in and was already obstructed by her cervix.  A
little more pressure and--pop.  He was forcing it to stretch open and
accept his thick member.  He slid in one inch, two inches, three inches and
then four.  He'd bottomed out past her cervix all the way to the end of her
womb, the length of half her body completely stuffed with man cock.  She
was crying hysterically while Aiden just lifted his head to the heavens in
bliss.

   Bam!  With an unexpected buck of the hips he shoved an entire half of
his thirteen inch prick into her.  She gargled and heaved herself up as if
she'd just been severed.  Her crying was now just the static between radio
stations as I tugged myself with all my might.  The chaffing sound of my
enthusiastic jerking got the dog's attention.  He eyed me curiously with a
tilted head.

   Aiden pulled all but his head out and then plowed right back in, getting
almost three-fourths of himself up inside of the newborn.  Another pull
out--then another ram back in.  Baby Sierra involuntarily threw her arms
and legs all the way out as the entire length of the man overcame her.  He
was all the way in her day-old figure, devastated by the intrusion and
bleeding profusely.

   I kept masturbating as my eyes glazed over in absolute perversion.  I
was uncontrollably making a moaning sound from my side angle, drawing
Aiden's eyes to mine.

   "Stop!" he yelled unexpectedly.

   "Huh?"

   "Save your cum!  It'll be your turn soon."

   I reluctantly stopped my hand and stood with my heart throwing my chest
around.  "Okay." I continued to watch the rape, my cock spilling a long
clear string to the floor.  Diesel the dog scampered up with the clatter of
his paws on the cement and began to lick up what I'd dribbled.  It was
unexpected, kind of gross, and kind of hot.

   Aiden was thrusting rhythmically, gentle for a woman but throwing the
body of the newborn back and forth.  He pulled himself out and pushed
himself back in over and over, consummating his new daughter, deflowering a
newborn, raping a helpless baby.

   "Here it comes, Sierra." My cock bounced up from the words, breaking a
new strand of precum off for the dog to lick off of the floor.

   He began to plow the baby with a great deal more force.  Her body
compressed against his arms while tears continued to poor from her eyes.

   He threw himself onto her, all his muscles tight and bulging.  Then
suddenly--it all went loose.  He let out a vicious sigh and drove his
pelvis through the baby girl, letting out a full load of manly spunk.  He
collapsed over her in a high and shuttered with spasms and a few more
inward thrusts.

   The sound of the baby's crying came back to reality and Aiden hovered
with his eyes shut, lost in the eruption of heaven and hell through him.

   Eventually he regained his composure and stood back from the changing
table.  As his dick slid out of the hole the walls of the vagina contracted
instantaneously like the collapse of a mine.  She was stretched out and
gushing a creamy pink mixture of blood and semen.  It pooled around where
she lay, helpless, and seeped under her butt.

   With his shoulders and head down in exhaustion Aiden walked over to the
bed and collapsed ass-down onto it, arms spread to accept the comfort of
the mattress and the temptation of sleep.  He maintained a calm and
collection as he waved for me to approach him.  "Bring Sierra over."

   I hoisted her up from her wet table as she wept in my arms.  Aiden had
me lay her on the bed beside him.  Keeping his eyes up at the ceiling he
brushed the top of her head softly.  "Now comes the really dirty part."

   "What?"

   "Dmitri, I want you to take her anal virginity."

   "Really?"

   "Really."

   "Oh my God, thank you so much, Aiden."

   "And while you're fucking her ass I'm going to watch her get
double-teamed, with that dog fucking her deflowered cunt."

   "Wait--really?  You're going to have a dog fuck her?  That's new, as far
as I know of you anyway."

   "This is my first time doing this.  But I just know it's going to be so
hot."

   "I'm not one to shy away from a good baby fuck.  I haven't done anything
with an animal since high school but it'll be fun to go for it again."

   "It sure will.  So let's get that dog.  Diesel!  Diesel, come here!" The
small white dog rushed over to the sound of his name and gazed at us
obediently.  Aiden patted the top of the bed and the dog eagerly jumped up
and stuck his nose to Aiden's face.

   He sniffed around the bed and brought himself down on Aiden's satisfied
cock, lapping at it with his tongue, enjoying the taste of jizz, blood and
baby pussy.

   I didn't need any queues for fucking a baby.  I laid on my back and
dragged little Sierra over onto my stomach.  Then I turned her so she was
facing down toward my legs and my pulsing member rested against the crack
of her ass.

   "I wanted you to save your cum for her insides," Aiden said.

   "Good idea." I yanked her up and hovered her minuscule butt button just
above my cock.  I focused on the beautiful frame of her infancy, she was
small and pink skinned, pudgy and big headed, still crying heinously.  I
sat her down on the tip of my rod and she let her legs dangle, unprepared
for the pain that was about to come.

   I pushed her down and the strength of my penis pushed her anus up,
daring it to give way.  It pushed and pushed and finally I could feel the
pinpoint of the hole beginning to spread against the encroachment of my
dick.  I speared her with no mercy.  She slid down my cock and the entire
of her bowels became possessed with my member.  She screamed more.

   I looked over to Aiden for approval.  Watching me out of the corner of
his eye he was rubbing the dog's stomach while tickling its beast cock. 
The red rocket was probing from the furry sheathe.  It trembled in the air,
and Diesel's back legs kicked and bucked in sexual thrill.

   Aiden lifted the medium-sized dog up, his legs paddling in the air and
his boner hovering above as Aiden lowered him directly in front of the
kebabed infant.

   I was thrusting fast and hard, fighting myself not to cum.  It was so
tight.  I saw the shadow of the dog coming down and then felt his legs
kicking about before he even landed on the bed.  Stimulated and instinctual
he began to thrust in the air as Aiden positioned him just perfectly.

   With a brutal hump the dog reopened the devastated wound of a cunt. 
Suddenly he was down on the bed, his legs pushing him in and out and his
weight leaning down onto the baby bobbing up and down on my cock.

   "Oh my God!" Aiden yelled as he watched the depraved show.  He had his
phone in his hand recording the rape and his cock had risen back up to full
mast.  The dog was fucking the pussy of a baby girl.

   Letting a few minutes pass Aiden set his phone down on the bed and
positioned himself on his knees behind Diesel, looking me straight in the
eyes.  The body I had on my dick was beginning to shake back and forth more
vigorously, the dog was approaching orgasm, he was whimpering and panting
as his thrusts became a random dance.  He shuddered and pressed himself
into the baby, releasing his canine DNA into the infant.

   Finished and satisfied the dog looked like he was about to dismount, but
was forced down by Aiden, restraining him inside of the baby.  Suddenly
with one hand and a quick gesture Aiden had his dick up against Diesel's
asshole.  He jabbed it, cum and blood as lubricant.  The dog barked and
cried as my massively endowed friend began sodomizing it.

   My balls felt like they were vibrating I was so into the fuck.  Each
plow Aiden threw into Diesel shoved the dog's dick back into the crying
baby, matching the beat of my own baby fuck.

   "I can't hold back, Aiden!" I threw myself up, ass off the bed and all
my muscles tight as the veins in my bulging neck.  I was going to cum!

   It came from the very core of my being as the largest load of my pedo
life spewed into the baby's ass.  Huge ropes shot up through the twists and
turns of her innards as the momentum of the train Aiden was running threw
the newborn onto my orgasming cock.  The stimulation was overwhelming.  I
literally screamed in pleasure.

   "I'm coming again!" Yelled Aiden through my high.  The dog was barking
like crazy.  The whole bed was rocking and creaking.  He dropped himself
into us with his eruption.

   I collapsed onto my back.  The baby fell onto my stomach and the dog
crouched over her, the sandwich capped with a littley-dead Aiden.  We all
shook with the hum of our hearts and throws of our lungs.

   "That was the best fuck of my life," I confided.

   "Damn, mine too."

   "This whole thing has given me a pretty good idea."

   "Yeah?"

   "Yeah.  From now on I'm going to be selling kids, and dogs."

   
THE END

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