The Little Whore

- by Alvo Torelli
(Mg, Mdom, prost)

First I offered the child some sweet candy
        only if she would give me a kiss
She said "Oh sir, yes that would be dandy!"
        and her lips pressed to mine, oh what bliss

When we parted I smiled as she left me,
        thinking there would be time for much more
We'd established the facts then quite plainly:
        little blondie was naught but a whore.

The next time that the preteen was present
        I suggested she sit in my lap
So that I could give her something pleasant:
        a new toy that she'd want to unwrap

As she wiggled and squirmed with great pleasure
        she had no thought just what that would do
Her eyes gleamed at the sight of her treasure
        as the worm in my pants quickly grew

This progression went on nearly daily
        as I groomed my sweet chick to her lot 
Soon inured to my touches she'd gaily
        let me feel up her tits and her twat

Just as long as I brought her new treasures 
        something shiny or pretty and fun
She'd allow me my intimate pleasures 
        and thus slowly my lass was undone

Came the day when she let me undress her
        as she played with a new pretty toy
There was no sign that I did distress her
        when I brought out my pride and my joy

In my lap the sweet child ground her cunt lips
        'gainst my throbbing erection so long
And I held her quite tight by her small hips
        trying hard for this trick to prolong

But the child was so sweet and so pretty
        and her cunt felt so good on my dick
As she ground with her wet little kitty
        cum exploded from my throbbing prick

The next time I gave her a new bracelet
        and we played out our intimate game
I scooped up the warm seed so she'd taste it
        oh the child had become just so tame

Then at last it was time for her new gift
        'twas a ring that I gave her for luck
Oh so happy her grinding was quick-swift
        but I lifted her up for a fuck

The sweet child screamed aloud as I pricked her
        and her thin cherry went by the way
She at once understood I had tricked her
        and quite slowly I'd led her astray

But the child wants her nice daily present
        she's addicted to glittery things
So she knows she will treat me quite pleasant
        spread her legs, daily take in my sting

Yes my sweet little blonde is now clearly
        a delectable eight-year-old ho
And if you'd like to use her severely
        bring a treat and she'll give you a go
        


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