She was absolutely beautiful. Not very old, however, maybe twelve, but beautiful nonetheless. She was thin, but not skinny, flat chested, with slender hands and fingers and long, shapely legs. Her neck was long; her nose slender, her eyes a warm brown, and her smile was white and straight. Her hair was a lustrous medium brown, spilling in light waves nearly to her slim waist.

Every time he saw her, she was in her school uniform. A white short sleeve blouse under a navy blue vest, with a navy blue skirt that swept to just above her knees. She always wore high heel pumps, either blue suede or white, and juding by the sheen on her legs, pantyhose were the norm for her.

He waited until the bus was out of sight and she had begun her trek up the road to move in. There was poignancy in this moment that he came to realize. It was the last time she would ever get off that bus, the last time she'd ever make that trek up this road.

His hands were shaking. He kept patting the gun on the seat, glancing back at the ropes and gag for later, at the handcuffs for now. In a few minutes she would be all his.

The weather had gotten warmer and she'd taken the sweater off, carrying it atop a pile of books in the crook of one arm. Her purse dangled on the same shoulder. She'd changed her hair, too, pushing it back behind her ears and holding it there with two white barettes, revealing the small diamond studs in her earlobes.

She glanced at him as he pulled past her swerved, cutting her off. He saw her hands go to her mouth in shock. Then he raised the gun and aimed it at her. "Get in!"

She hurried over and pulled the door open. "Throw your stuff in the back seat", he demanded. She threw the books, sweater and her purse into the back seat and shut the door, cowering in the seat next to him, pale but not crying. Her crisply pressed, straight skirt rode up to reveal a gorgeous length of thigh, and he resisted the urge to grab it.

The power he felt at that moment was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Here he had this gorgeous, terrified young girl at his complete mercy, her eyes fixed on him, so innocent and pleading, and she was all his to do with as he pleased.

"Please don't hurt me", she begged, her voice breaking.

Jack shuddered with delight. For now, he wanted to hear her plead, beg. He picked up the cuffs and told her to put her hands out in front of her. She stuck them out, shutting her eyes as tears began to spill down her cheeks. He clamped the cuff down on one of her wrists and told her to cuff the other one behind her back. It took her the better part of a minute, she was shaking so badly, but soon the cuff was in place.

Jack started backing out. "Where are you taking me?", she whimpered.

"Someplace special. Quiet. Just me and you. You're all mine now." His heart was pounding with excitement now. She was all his. "What's your name?"

"Faith Myer", the girl sobbed.

"What's your middle name, Faith Myer?"

"Chastity."

Jack thought his balls would explode. "Nice name. You a virgin, Faith Chastity?"

"Yes. I'm a good girl...please don't hurt me..."

Jack whipped out his cock. He could have sworn it grew. Faith let out a little gasp and turned her head away. "Look at it, Faith! You ever seen one before?"

Faith nodded. "Where?"

"In...a movie...in school", she hiccupped.

"Know what it's called?"

"A p-p-penis", Faith sobbed.

"It's called a cock, Faith! A cock! Know where I'm going to put it, Faith? Tell me!"

"I-In m-my v-vagi--"

"In your cunt, slut! I'm gonna stick it in your virgin cunt! Say it!"

"Y-your g-going t-t-to stick it i-in my v-v-v-virgin c-c-cunt", she sobbed.

"Where else am I going to put it, Faith?", Jack demanded.

"I d-don't know", the girl whimpered.

"WHERE ELSE, FAITH?"

"I don't know!", the girl screamed.

"I'm gonna put it in your mouth, Faith! I'm gonna make you suck it! I'm gonna put in your ass and assfuck you until you bleed!"

The girl screamed and collapsed back against the seat, sobbing. "Please....no...", she begged.

Jack was loving every second of this. Such power!

"You bet I'm gonna, Faith. You're so fucking good-looking and sexy I'm gonna do it again and again! I'm gonna touch you and kiss you and feel anything on you I want, and YOU CAN'T DO SHIT ABOUT IT! What do you think about that, Faith?"

Faith didn't answer. She was curled up against the door, sobbing her eyes out. She shouldn't waste it, Jack thought. I'll give her LOTS to cry about later!

He grabbed her bare thigh, making her scream. "You've got great legs, Faith. How old are you, SLUT?"

"E-Eleven", Faith sobbed.

Jack held the gun in front of her face. "How scared are you?"

"Scared!", Faith screamed. "Don't kill me!"

"You want to live? Huh?"

"Yes!"

"Then stay scared! If I even think you really like this, I'll blow your fucking head off!" He grabbed her head and pulled her mouth against his, shoving the gun up under her skirt so it pressed against her cunt. She shivered at its touch but didn't try to pull away.

Jack pushed her off. "Now sit still! You belong to me, Faith. You got that? YOU BELONG TO ME! Nobody can help you! Nobody!"

Faith cowered down in the seat, sobbing hysterically. Jack wanted to make her suck him off right then and there, maybe even pop her cherry. But he'd been in one place too long. Somebody might stop to see if he was having trouble.

He started to drive. It was half an hour to his "hideout" where he planned to take her. Faith continued to sob loudly, her head resting against the door, just under the window.

Her skirt was still halfway up her thigh, teasing him. He put his hand on top of her thigh and ran it up to her panties. The girl squealed and closed her legs.

"Open you fucking legs, CUNT!", he screamed at her. Faith quickly opened her legs, squirming a lot and sobbing harder as he fondled her virgin middle.

Jack wanted to slap the girl. He wanted to hurt her, but he didn't know why. At the same time, he didn't want to damage her. He wanted her to be fresh and sexy for as long as he could keep her that way.

"P-please st-st-stop", Faith begged. "I have to pee!"

Jack drew his hand away. He didn't want her to pee her panties. He wasn't into golden showers. "You hold it! You piss and I'll kill you right here!"

He left her be the rest of the way. He didn't want to scare her and make her piss all over. That would ruin things.

He soon reached the secluded cabin that was to be his home for as long as he wanted to keep Faith. He got out and hurried around to the other side, pulling the girl out. Clamping a hand tightly over her mouth, he forced her inside and locked the door behind him.

"You still have to pee?", he snarled.

Faith nodded emphatically. Jack pulled out the key to the cuffs and took them off. "Alright. Take off your skirt and your pantyhose and I'll take you to the bathroom.

Whether out of fear or need, Faith quickly did what he told her. When she stood only in her blouse and panties, he told her to put her shoes back on, picked up the skirt and led her by the arm to the bathroom.

"You pee. Don't wipe it off with toilet paper. Use the washcloth on the sink. Clean yourself up good. Then put your skirt back on and get your ass out here!", he snapped.

Taking her skirt, Faith ran inside. He wanted to watch, but not this time. He wanted her pussy to be a pleasant surprise. As it was, her white cotton panties showed him it was flat and probably VERY tight.

A few minutes later Faith returned, smoothing her skirt. Her sobs had quieted a little, but she was still crying. Jack grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall.

"Go back in there and blow your nose and wash your face!", he demanded. "Now!"

Jack let go of her and she scrambled back into the bathroom. When he returned she was crying harder, but looked a little better. Grabbing her by the arm, he dragged her toward the bedroom, where he planned to keep her.

Faith's eyes widened when she saw the bed--it was obvious she knew what he was going to do. Just for fun, he pushed her backwars onto the bed. "Lie still!", he snapped. "You fucking move and I'll choke you to death!"

Faith lay very still, her arms out at her sides and legs spread slightly. She had her eyes shut tightly and looked about ready to scream.

"Say, please don't fuck me", he told her.

"P-Please d-don't...d-don't...f-fuck me", she sobbed.

"I won't."

Her eyes opened. He grinned. "I'll just rape the shit out of you!" He threw himself on her, pinning her wrists and sealing his mouth over hers. She had soft, firm lips and her mouth tasted sweet. He thrust his tongue in as far as he could, grinding his crotch against hers. He could feel her little heart pounding against his chest and loved every second of it.

Climbing off the girl, he hauled her up by one arm and propelled her over to a nearby chair. He spun her around, pinned her arms, and smacked her on the ass. Faith let out a cry and shivered against him.

"That's just a warning", he told her. "I want you to sit in this chair and don't even think about moving until I come back. You move and I'll hurt you a lot worse!" He shoved her into the chair and stepped out without looking back, secure in the knowledge she was too scared to try anything.

But just in case, he'd deliberately left a phone nearby--one that wasn't connected. If he caught her trying to use it, he'd use that as an excuse to hurt her more.

Out in the car, he got the ropes and gag and all of her stuff. He carried it back inside, only to find her still sitting in the chair, showing no sign of having moved.

She was sobbing quietly, her head hanging, hair over her face. "Please let me go, I won't tell", she begged.

"Shut up, cunt!", Jack snapped. "That's your name from now on. Cunt! I want you to say it!"

Faith didn't raise her head. "Cunt."

Jack slapped her on the side of the head. "Look at me, Cunt. Tell me how much you like this. Tell me you deserve this."

Faith shook her head. "No..."

Jack slapped her again, harder. "Tell me!"

"I like this. I deserve this", Faith sobbed.

He stepped behind the girl and pulled her wrists together behind the chair. "Please don't tie me up. I won't try to get away!", she pleaded.

Jack ignored her and tied her wrists. He made sure the ropes weren't too tight, then bound her ankles. "You have great legs, Cunt. I'm going to have a lot of fun with them." He moved around behind her again and yankd a kerchief between her jaws, knotting it behind her head. Pulling the girl out of the chair once more, he gave her ten hard slaps on the ass, making her scream each time, then shoved her back. Her pretty face was red an she was panting hard through the gag. Reaching dow the front of her blouse, he slipped his hand inside her training bra and pinched one of her nipples.

She screamed in agony, her whole body going stiff. He guessed they must be developing and therefore quite sore and sensitive. Good. He would make her pain something to remember.

He removed his hand and went over to the bed. It didn't take long to rilfe her purse--she didn't have much. Five dollars and a picture of her family, along with a library card. No makeup or anything else.

He looked at the picture. It appeared Faith had a younger sister, just as pretty, but much youger. He held it up to her face. "This your sister?", he asked. Faith nodded.

"How old is she?"

"Fihhfe", Faith sobbed, muffled by the gag.

"What's her name?"

"Behfcky."

"Becky? That's a pretty name. I'm going to get her too, Faith, and bring her here. Unless you do everything I want, you got that?"

Faith nodded emphatically. "Good. Now be scared. Real fucking scared!"

He jammed his hand into her blouse and pinched her again, making her scream. Withdrawing his hand again, he headed into the kitchen. He needed a beer.

xxx For the next hour he let the girl simmer. His cock got hard just thinking about what he wanted to do to her. After a while her loud sobs quieted down and he decided to move onto the next part of his plan.

Jack had planned well, of course. This was his first kidnapping--but not his first rape. Working as an orderly at a mental hospital gave him access to lots of potential victims. His favorite was a catatonic ten year old named Kara. Kara had been at the hospital two years, ever since seeing her entire family die in front of her.

Jack liked her because she wasn't able to tell anyone what he did to her. She didn't react to much of anything--nor could she do anything for herself. She ate if fed, went to the bathroom but somebody had to wipe her. Otherwise she'd just lay around and do nothing.

Kara looked a lot like Faith--long light brown hair and brown eyes, small and thin, but not skinny. It was because of that that Jack had been so attracted to Faith. Unlike Kara, Faith would be quite responsive.

Not that Kara was totally unresponsive. The first night Jack raped her and stole her virginity, she cried. Not loud weeping, just tears rolling down her cheeks, like she felt it. And when he put his cock in her mouth she would automatically suck and swallow, though Jack could never figure out just why.

Either way, working there and having Kara to play with hadn't been enough, but it had given him the means to plan this out carefully.

He wanted to give Faith maximum pain and terror with minimal damage. He also didn't want a mess. He'd read a lot of stories on raping little girls and stuff, but most of them missed some crucial points. Little girls were prone to throw up, piss or shit their pants when they got scared. Jack was used to all three--you got it alot, working with mental patients--but he didn't want that with Faith.

It was easily remedied, of course. He'd clean Faith out beforehand. He had what he needed to do it. He even planned to break the girl's hymen before he raped her to keep the blood away.

Stepping back into the bedroom, he lifted the shaking girl from the chair and cradled her in his lap. Gently he pressed her head to his shoulder and stroked her hair. It was all part of the mind games he intended to play with her.

"I'm going to untie you, Faith", he said gently. "Then you're going to take all your clothes off." He felt her start to shake even harder. He gave her a gentle squeeze. "Shh, now, I won't hurt you. I won't even look. I'm going to give you some special panties to wear, and a shirt. If you're a good girl, when I'm done you'll take a bath and then you can go to sleep. Okay?"

His gentle tone calmed her a little. He slid her onto the bed and went over to the closet, where he'd stored a t-shirt he thought might fit her. The final item was a pair of rubber pants with a whole in the back; they were designed to fit girls about her size. The hole was for enemas.

He untied Faith and turned his back while she undressed. He didn't want to see her nude until he raped her. "Have you had a period yet?", he asked.

"No", she answered softly.

"Hurry up and get that stuff on. That hole in the panties goes in back."

A few minutes later she announced she was dressed. He looked her over, admiring the way the rubber pants hugged her tiny middle and slender hips. Grabbing her arm, he took her into the bathroom.

The first thing he did was pull a tampon out of the medicine cabinet. "Stick this in your pussy. It'll hurt the first time but get used to it because all girls gotta do it sooner or later."

Faith took the tampon questioningly, then turned around and pulled the front of the rubber pants down. He watched her hands move, inserting it, gasping a little.

"It hurts", she told him. "I can't go any further."

"Push it. I want you to tear your hymen."

"Do it or I'll get a knife and do it!", he snapped.

Shaking, Faith pushed harder. Not satisified with her progress, Jack reached around and gave her hand a shove. She screamed and nearly fell as the tampon's plastic applicator tore her tender hymen in half.

Holding her around the waist, Jack told her to pull out the applicator and throw it on the floor. She did as she was told, leaving the tampon itself in place. Jack snapped the rubber panties back into place and turned her to face him.

Kneeling down, he ran his hands up and down her legs. They were baby smooth--not even the lightest of hairs, like most little girls had. "You shave your legs, Faith?"

"N-No. My mommy lets me wax them."

"She's a smart mommy. She must have wanted me to do this. When did you wax them last?"

"Last night", Faith admitted.

"Good girl. Now get down on your knees and face the toilet."

Shaking, the girl got down. Jack took a bottle of syrup of ipecac from the medicine cabinet and measured a small amount on a spoon. He made Faith drink it down, then held her head when a moment later her stomach lurched and she started vomiting.

She vomited twice and dry heaved for a few minutes, then sagged weakly against the toilet. Jack pulled her to her feet and made her wash her mouth out, then gave her some mouthwash and a tootbrush and toothpaste to finish up. While she did that, he prepared a warm, soap and water enema.

Taking her back into the bedroom, he made her lie face down. The hole in the panties was wide--he could see pink asscheek peeking through. Greasing up the tube, he fingered her a bit until he found her tiny asshole, then slid the tube in. Faith gasped a little at the discomfort as the tube slid up into her bowels and the warm, soapy water filled her.

It didn't take long before her abdomen bulged and she was moaning in pain. "It hurts!", she wailed after a bit. "Stop!"

Jack slapped her head. "Shut up, Cunt! It's you or your sister, got that?"

Faith immediately quieted down.

He left the enema in for the better part of half an hour, then took her into the bathroom and let her go. She sobbed with relief as her bowels emptied, only to cry harder when he dragged her back to the bedroom and applied an ice cold water enema to finish cleaning her out.

While she lay moaning, he drew a warm bath for her and piled her clothes up. It was getting late now; just after six. He didn't think she'd be on the news yet, but he wanted to see later. Just in case.

After her second cleansing, he had her remove the tampon and take a bath. He was pleased to see she hadn't bled much.

He left a blowdryer for her to use on her hair, then went out to watch the news. As he'd thought, nothing, unless he'd missed it.

He watched the world news and then a stupid comedy after that, and Faith still wasn't out of the bathroom. He heard the hairdryer going so he decided she must be drying he hair. Maybe he'd pay her a little visit.

He didn't bother to knock on the bathroom door. He just shoved it open. Only Faith wasn't there.

He felt a momentary thrill of panic, then realized she couldn't have gotten out; the back door was deadbolted, and she'd have to get past him to get to the front. Which meant...

Dashing into the bedroom, he found her frantically trying to dial the phone. The minute she saw him she screamed and dropped the phone, backing into a corner. He grabbed her by the throat and slammed her hard against the wall, then flung her onto the bed.

"Fucking cunt! I told you to cooperate!" Grabbing her by the shoulders, he shook her hard. "I should fucking kill you!"

Faith screamed hysterically. She didn't try to fight him, he noticed, a sure sign she was terrified. Pulling her to her feet, he yanked her hands behind her back and tied them again. "Please don't kill me!", she wailed.

"Shut up! SHUT THE FUCK UP!", he screamed at her, grabbing her around the waist and slapping her ass again, three quick slaps. Shoving her back into the chair, he tied her ankles next. It was time to teach her a lesson.

Stepping back, he unzipped his pants. Whipping out this thick, 10" cock, he showed it to the terrified little girl. "Open wide, Faith! And you even think about biting this, you're dead and so is your sister!"

Lower lip trembling, Faith opened her mouth as wide as it could go. Grabbing the sides of her face, Jack slammed his cock into her mouth, shoving it so far it went into her throat. Faith gagged fiercely and struggled so hard she nearly tipped the chair over.

Jack held her head until she managed to keep his cock without choking. He pulled back and plunged in again and again, the girl's hot, wet mouth and whimpers driving him toward a fast, massive orgasm.

His head was spinning by the time he came, the ecstasy was so great. He rammed his cock back into Faith's throat and held her head pressed into his abdomen, making the little girl take his whole load down her throat, then suck him clean before he withdrew.

Faith began choking and sobbing as soon as he pulled out. "I hate you!", she screamed at him. "I hate you, I hate you!"

Jack slapped her lightly across the face. Just hard enough to sting. "Watch your mouth, Faith! You love what I just did! You want more!"

"NO!", Faith screamed. "Leave me alone!"

Her terror was too much for Jack. He felt positively giddy with what he'd done to her and with what he yet planned to do. Grabbing a thick handful of her hair, he jerked the little girl's head back so she had to look up at him.

He sealed his mouth over hers, thrusting his tongue in. Faith gagged and made no effort to kiss him back. In time, she would. The worst of her humiliation wasn't over. After he'd raped her to his satisfaction, he'd make her give herself to him. He doubted she would enjoy it, and if he even thought she did, he had ways of punishing her.

Reaching down inside of her blouse, he tweaked her nipples. Her little body jerked each time in response. Drawing his hand back out, he began to stroke his thick cock. He was ready to come again.

He pulled away from the girl's mouth and held her head still while he jerked off in front of her. Faith tried to squirm away, and he gave her hair a jerk, making her sit still.

"Here it comes, cunt!", he screamed, spewing his thick load all over her pretty face. He wiped it off and made her lick it off of his fingers, enjoying every second of watching her do it. Never did he think it could be this great!

"Tastes good, huh?", he laughed. "Want more?"

"NO! Leave me alone, please!", Faith begged.

"No way, cunt. You're all mine."

"I want to go home", Faith pleaded. "I WANT MY MOMMY!"

"Tough shit, cunt." Jack yanked the gag between her teeth again and tied it. He wasn't done yet. He went into the kitchen and searched the drawers until he came up with two snap-on clothespins. Returning to Faith, he opened the little girl's blouse and pushed up her training bra. Her little boobs barely stood out. Her nipples were tiny and pink, not even erect.

Jack lowered his head and sucked on one, then the other. They were obviously very sensitive; a flick of his tongue brougth them erect. Just for some more fun, he pinched them, making Faith squirm and whimper with pain.

"See these?", he asked, holding up the clothespins. "All for you, Faith. Watch."

He spread the clothespins and pushed them against each nipple. The girl's eyes grew wide and she shook her head violently. She definitely didn't want that!

Laughing, Jack let the clothespins snap shut. Faith screamed so loudly, the gag was barely enough to muffle it. The little girl began to squirm violently, trying to shake them free, which she couldn't, of course.

Jack found himself getting hard all over again. He briefly considered taking out her gag and face fucking her once more, then discarded it. Nor would he touch her pussy--yet. He'd save that for later.

He lifted the girl out of the chair and threw her on the bed face up. Vicioulsy, he pulled the clothespins off of her swollen nipples and started to jerk off. Faith shut her eyes tight.

This time he came on her tits, gobs and gobs of cum he'd never thought possible. Laughing, he rubbed it into her skin, ignoring her moans of agony as he rubbed her extremely sore nipples.

"Yeah, that's terrific", he chuckled. "Real good."

When the last of his sticky cum had been rubbed it, he pulled her bra down and buttoned her blouse, then flipped her over, with her legs hanging off the bed. He pulled off his belt and smacked the girl's ass with it, the loud CRACK of the leather against her tender behind, protected only by her panties and skirt, had him hard again in no time.

One more thing to do, he decided, before he got some rest. Giving the girl's ass one more hard swat, her pushed her skirt up and drew her panties down, revealing the tighest, cutest little rosebud asshole he'd ever seen.

"Just wait here", he teased. "I'll be right back."

xxx Jack deliberately took a long time in the bathroom, getting the KY jelly. While he was there, he filled a syringe with a small amount of sedative. For later.

Back in the bedroom, he surveyed his young victim. She looked so tender and helpless, hands bound behind her, skirt pushed up and panties down, ankles tied. Her little body was wracked with sobs.

He knelt down, running his hands over her bare thighs as he tongued her tender ass. She shivered, whether from pleasure or disgust he didn't know. He was enjoying himself too much.

He slipped the neck of the jelly tube into her tiny sphincter and squeezed, filling her insides with the gooey stuff. Faith squirmed as it entered her, her sobs softening but sounding no less frightened. When the tube was empty, Jack stood up, spread her tiny asscheeks, and put the head of his cock at her opening.

Faith tensed. "Yeah, do that. I want it to hurt a lot!", he laughed, pushing his cock in. Despite her tightness, the jelly eased the way. As his cock entered the little girl's hot inner rectum, Faith gasped.

He pushed himself all the way in, then pulled out and shoved back in again, as hard as he could. Faith screamed and buried her face in the bed covers as Jack pounded her tight, once virgin ass fiercely. Jack knew she secretly loved every minute of this and pounded her harder, never quite letting his dick slip out of her super-tight, lubed asshole.

When he finally came, he did so way up inside of her, dumping thick, hot load after load deep inside of her bowels. Slipping his hand around her slim hip, he lightly fingered her flat, as yet unseen, virgin pussy. When the little girl responded by collapsing in a limp heap, sobbing, Jack knew she was spent for the night. Jack pulled out and smiled admiringly at his softening, yet clean, cock.

Much as he hated to admit it, he was bushed. It had been a long day and tomorrow would be even longer. Not only him, but for Faith as well.

He rolled the little girl over onto her back and gently inserted the needle into her arm. Faith's eyes slid closed quickly, the sedative and exhaustion taking over. Jack untied her and removed the gag, then her shoes and skirt. He left her nothing but her panties. Tomorrow night, not even that.

Slipping the girl under the blankets, Jack laid down next to her. Let her sleep now. She'd need it for tomorrow night.

DAY 2

Early the next morning Jack awakened Faith and made her dress. She was considerably more submissive than she had been yesterday, but no less frightened.

After she dressed, Jack tied her hands again. "You hungry, Faith? You want some fucking breakfast?"

Faith nodded. Tears crept down her face.

"Here, have some!", he shouted, ramming his cock into her mouth. He facefucked the girl for a good ten minutes, making her swallow his load--her "breakfast". The girl choked and gagged the whole time and afterward, knelt sobbing in front of him while he gagged her.

Unfortunately, Jack had to work today. But he'd planned for that, too. Pulling the girl to her feet, he led her over to the closet, which was empty. Inside he'd built a low wooden bench which he sat her on. He tied her ankles together and grinned at her.

"This'll keep you", he told her. "Now, you gotta go to the bathroom or anything?"

Faith shook her head. "Good. 'Cause you'll be in here all day, got that? This'll keep you." He went into the kitchen and returned with a sports bottle filled with cold water, which he sat next to her. There was enough room for her to bed down and sip from it, despite her gag. "You get thirsty, there's water for you. I'll see you in, oh, eight or ten hours." Laughing, he shut the door on her and headed to the bathroom to get ready for work.

He stopped once more before he left to make sure she didn't need the bathroom, then headed off to work. Time seemed to crawl by. Once or twice he was gripped by the paranoid feeling that she might have gotten away, or worse, that someone had seen him take her.

The noon news had a story on her disappearance, tucked neatly at the end right after the sports--typical, Jack noted. Missing kids rarely ever attracted much attention.

Jack practically ran to his car when his shift was over. His balls ached and his cock was throbbing for Faith's tight snatch. No more waiting. He was going to rape the little girl for everything he was worth, all night long...

xxx

Faith cowered when he opened the closet door. Jack had dropped his pants, his rock hard meat sticking out, pointing at her like an accusing finger. "Suck me, whore!", he demaned, removing her gag. "Suck me and I'll let you go now!"

Faith leaned hesistantly forward, her eyes on him as she took his cock in her mouth. Tears streamed down her face, tears of humiliation. She slid a little in and started to suck, but it wasn't enough to please Jack.

Grabbing her head in both hands, he raped her mouth, jamming all 10" of his thick cock down her throat and forcing her to suck him that way. Faith choked and gagged, her small body heaving as she fought to control herself, and finally, suck him off.

When she had finished and the last of his cum was safely down her throat, Jack gagged her once more and removed his pants. "Party time, babe", he chuckled.

He flung the sobbing child onto the bed and reached under her, unzipping her skirt. He drew it off slowly, watching her white panties as they peeked out at him, then were wholly exposed, the only thing left covering her tender virgin mound.

"This won't hurt at all, Faith", he told her, his voice seductively cruel and kind at the same time. He rubbed his hand over her tender mound, feeling it through the fabric of the panties, as Faith squirmed and squeaked and whimpered. Then, ever so slowly, he pulled them off.

Her pussy was perfect--flat and hairless, with just the slightest trace of pink on the outer lips. Hungrily Jack lowered his mouth and began to lick her there, her squeaks and whimpering turning to soft moans of unexpected pleasure as he tenderly probed her delicate mound.

He only suckled her for a few minutes, long enough to make her wet. He didn't want to her to have an orgasm. He didn't even want her to KNOW what an orgasm was. He just wanted to make the going easier--for him.

He slid up over her, guiding his cock with one hand to the opening of her tiny hole. Faith stopped moaning and looked at him, as if for the first time realizing that the terror was far from over.

Faith's eyes widened as he pushed in, just a moments hesitation before she screamed agonizingly through her gag. Jack pushed with all he had until he was buried to the hilt inside of her tight virgin cunt. Her screams were too much for him to bear; they excited him to no end. Grinning like a madman, he pulled out and slammed back in, enjoying her pain.

He'd never imagined it could be so good--it was one thing to fuck a catatonic girl, quite another to fuck one who could feel it and react. Faith's cunt clamped around his cock like a vaccuum, urging him to come in her.

He stared at her eyes as he pushed himself back into her. They were huge now, full of pain and terror, not a trace of any other emotion in them. Every inch of her body was tense, her legs stuck straight out and rigid. He felt his cock slide up inside of her and withdraw again, maintaining a rhythm that brought pleasure to him and pain to her.

"I like hurting you Faith!", he howled, "your pussy is sooooo tight! I bet Becky's is real tight, huh?"

Faith squeezed her eyes closed and screamed louder than ever. It might have been NO, it might have been a cry of agony. Jack didn't know, nor did he have any reason to care. Ass quivering with the sudden force of his orgasmic pleasure, he shot his hot load deep into her.

Jack collapsed on top of the little girl, panting and grinning and feeling almost totally satiated. He'd raped her, fucked her hot, tight cunt for what it was worth, but it wasn't over just yet. No, he had more humiliation in store yet.

He pulled out of the little girl, slowly, feeling the way her tensed fuck muscles squeezed the last hot jism from his cock. Faith immediately rolled onto her side and drew her legs up in a fetal position, a feeble attempt to protect or even comfort herself, in Jack's eyes.

"I'M NOT DONE YET, FAITH!", he screamed, forced her face down and working her ass up in the air, spreading her legs. Grabbing her slender, shaking hips, he slid into her from behind.

Faith emitted a surprised gasp, then resumed sobbing as he slid into her violated cunt again. Jack pounded her a few times, then got another idea. Picking up the rope he'd used on her ankles, he pulled it around her neck and held it in one hand like a rein. Faith started choking as he pulled it tight while sliding in, holding it there until the girl sounded almost ready to pass out, then releasing it when he pulled out of her. He did this again and again, bringing her to the brink of unconsciousness, then releasing her when he pulled out.

"YEEHA! RIDE'M COWBOY!", he bellowed as he came again, pulling the rope as tight as he dared. Once more he brought her into the breach, then let go. The last time she collapsed onto the bed, gasping and sobbing and trembling uncontrollably.

"Yeah, baby, that was great", Jack breathed. He left the girl lay there while he went to shower. "I'll be back, cunt!", he swore.

xxx

When he returned half an hour later, Faith still lay face down on the bed, quiet, but her body quivering almost uncontrollably. Jack rolled her over, grinning maniacally.

The girl stared back at him with a look of absolute terror. She'd bitten down so hard on the gag, it was almost severed in two. Still grinning, Jack raped her again. This time, she didn't last. She just passed out.

Ten minutes after he finished, Jack lay next to the girl. Much as he wanted to, he could take this no further. She'd hit the brink; next thing, she'd start accepting it. Maybe even like it. And he didn't want that.

Pausing only to dress, he lifted the girl's limp form in his arms and carried her out to the car. Faith's little ordeal had come to an end, but his fun had just begun...

EPILOGUE

Jack came to work a week later feeling exuberant, full of life. He wasn't the least concerned that anyone would find out what he'd done. Nor that they would catch him if he chose to do it again. Nothing had happened during the time he'd taken to rest up, and he didn't think anything would happen now.

He waved good morning to the a couple of nurses and a fellow orderly standing at the coffee machine as he passed by, stopping long enough to pick up his room keys at the nurses station.

While he was there, Dr. Humboldt, the chief psychiatrist, walked up to him. "Good to see you back, Jack." He grinned. "I made a rhyme."

Jack nodded, silently wondering if Dr. Humboldt wasn't really a patient who'd escaped at some point and nobody noticed.

"We have a new patient in your wing. She was just brought in two days ago. Total catatonic."

Dr. Humbolt put a hand on Jack's shoulder and led him down the hall to a room that, last week, had been unoccupied. Through the little glass window, Jack could see a young girl with long, brown hair sitting with her back to the door, staring out the mesh-and-glass window.

"She's a rape victim, that much we know. She wasn't badly marked up but she must have gone through hell. She won't talk, she hardly eats. She doesn't even seem to recognize her own family. She's like little Kara Michaels."

Jack nodded. He was already getting hard. Another catatonic to play with! How much better could this get?

"Well, I'll leave you to, um, get acquainted", Dr. Humboldt said with a smile, then walked off.

Jack unlocked the door and stepped inside. The girl didn't react at all to the squeak of his shoes on the floor, or the sound of the door shutting behind him. He walked around to the other side of the bed and looked at her face. A slow, sick smile crept across his lips as a hint of recognition filled the girl's brown eyes.

"Hello, Faith."

The End