~Subject: Gym Rape (mmf, pedo, bd) Part 1/7
~From: an13832@anon.penet.fi
~Date: Thu, 21 Sep 1995 20:27:11 UTC
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Here's a new story on my favorite theme - Young teenage gymnasts. As with
all my stories, most of it involves close body inspections and wide spread
positions. Only three parts so far. I like feedback and suggestions on
where the story might go. I don't need flames if this kind of story is
not your bag. It's just fantasy and I don't advocate any of this.

Gym Rape 1/7

It took weeks of observation and planning to make sure his efforts
would pay off. He sat in his car parked in the shopping center where
the gym was located. The back door to the gym was always open and
he could see the young girls working out on the equipment through
the door. He watched for the first few days to figure out the pattern
and then chose a Thursday for his plan. On Thursday the gym teacher
went home and left one or two girls to practice alone until their
parents came about an hour later. One girl was there more often
than the other. He would watch her come out of the back door when
her Mom or Dad pulled up. She looked about 12 or 13, short black
hair, very pretty. He decided that she would be his target.

After a week or two more observation he was ready to move. He prepared
his duffle bag with every possible item he would need and some things
he didn't know whether he would use. He had plenty of rope, his whip,
many sizes of dildoes, and so on. Most important was his hunting
knife, sharp as he could make it. Finally Thursday arrived.

Just after the gym teacher pulled out of the lot, he got out
of his car. Carrying his duffle bag, he went up to the
back door of the gym. Inside, the young girl was practicing on
the unparallel bars. Before entering the door he took a look inside
to be sure she was alone.

He quickly moved inside the door and closed it. The young girl had
not noticed him enter until he slammed the door and locked it. It
didn't take long before she dismounted and saw her situation. He had
to assert his control immediately before she began to panic. He pulled
his hunting knife out of it's holster and approached her while telling
her that if she did not do exactly as he said she would get hurt.

She was shaking with terror and it took quite a bit of reassurance
that he would not hurt her unless she disobeyed him before she
calmed down a bit. He ordered her to stand on the mat in front
of him. She slowly approached him. The first order of business
was a careful inspection of his prize.

He told her to stand still and he moved closer. She was about four
and a half feet tall which brought her to about his chest. She
was probably about 12 but looked even younger because her body
seemed to be just maturing. He figured that all of the gymnastics
exercise had retarded her growth a bit. She was very thin and he
could see her ribs heaving up and down though her leotard because
of her nervious panting. Her eyes were looking at the mat so
he told her to look directly at him. She had very short, jet black
hair which was absolutely straight. Her skin was a light tan. Her
eyes were light blue. Her eyebrows were sparse and thin but jet
black like her hair. She had a tiny round nose. Her lips were pale and
full, and her face was a nice round shape. She really had the face of a
boy. Looking over her figure he came to the conclusion that if
it were not for the small mounds in her chest and lack of bulge
in her crotch, she would easily be mistaken for a boy. At this
age a girl's ass is still tiny and her thighs are thin, just like
a boy's. Added to this was her slightly muscular build due to her
gymnastics and she looked even more like a boy. He felt a bit sorry for
her. She probably was called a boy more than she was called a girl.

These was a small bead of sweat on her upper lip. He really wanted to
plant a big kiss on her soft lips, but that would come later. She
was sweating as the result of her recent workout or her nervousness,
but probably both. That was fine with him. He found the smell of
sweat to be intoxicating and allowed himself to breath her in deeply
as his face was just inches away from her body. He could smell the young
girl's faint body odor. In a few years the odor would be stronger and
she would need a deoderant, but for now it was obvious her immature body
did not give off a strong enough odor to offend anyone.

She was dressed in a white leotard with long sleeves. The outfit clung

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