The snatch had been easy, I had been out of town on a business trip when I stopped at the local mall. It was about 7 O'clock in the evening. While I was passing the jewelry counter of one of the department stores I saw her.

She was in the cosmetics department and she looked guilty, like she was up to something. After awhile I saw what it was. She slipped what looked like a lipstick into the front of her jeans. As she started to walk away, I looked to see if store security was shadowing her. - no one in sight. I followed her as she left the store.

What an opportunity! The only problem was that this girl was only about 11 or 12 years old. I used to read stories about pedo fucks on the internet and it used to enrage me, I mean the thought of capturing a child and torturing them to death was something so far out there that anyone even thinking such things should be shot. Much better to capture and torture to death an adult college student or two...

Or was it? A College student might be married and would leave behind a husband and maybe kids. It would be unfair to them to kill their mother/wife. But, a child would also be lighter and easier to control. What about safe sex? A child would most likely be free of the deadly AIDS virus.. But a child can't please a man the way a woman could. they just don't have the experience nor the fully developed bodies... I had to make a decision, grab this girl if a could or wait for another time when I might find an 18 year old out of gas on the freeway.... What's the difference I finally decided, They will both scream. They will both thrash around in agony as the pain consumes them. If I was caught by the police I would be out of jail in 2 or 3 years in any case because the pot smokers are taking up all of the space. Besides, I could teach a child to please a man....

As she approached the entrance where my car was parked I caught up to her and said "Don't you think you should pay for that?"

She stopped dead in her tracks. Other people were passing back and forth but I'd said it quietly and no one paid any attention to us. Her mouth opened and closed and color came to her face. "Come with me young lady" I said as I walked out of the mall and into the parking lot. She followed me to my car, she started to say that she was sorry and she'd put it back but I said "We'll talk at my office" I asked her what her name was and how old she was.

She said her name was Kimmy Dunskirk and she just turned 12 last week. I asked her if her mother knew what she was doing at the mall. Her answer was a sullen "No." We got to my car, I unlocked the passenger door and held it open for her. As she was getting in, I asked her if her mother would be home right now.

She said that yes, her mother would be home but please don't call her, She'd just kill her if she found out. I told her that she should have thought about the consequences before she started shoplifting at one of my stores. I also told Kimmy that when we got to the corporate office we would be calling her mother and telling her all about what her daughter was doing at the mall.

I got in the car, started it up and backed out of the stall. I then put it in drive and headed for the exit. As I was getting on the freeway the first pangs of alarm hit her "where are we going? I live just two blocks that way, on Emerald street" she said. "we handle shoplifters at the corporate office on the east side. Don't you worry, if your mother can't drive over there to pick you up then the police will give you a ride home" That seemed to satisfy her and she sat back and started to cry.

We rode in silence for some time, then I needed to distract her and prepare her for what was to come later.

I glanced at her and said "You know, we've been watching you girls for some time now. Where are the others tonight?"

She looked up at me with confusion "what others?"

"Don't you play dumb with me! We have you all on camera. You come in usually 2-3 at a time and make off with whatever you can carry out the door!"

"Not me! This is only my first time doing anything like this! I , I .. I don't know what you are talking about." she said with more than a hint of confusion in her voice.

"We also want to know where you are storing the stuff. 2 or 3 thousand dollars worth of cosmetics is just a little too much 3 or 4 preteen girls to use for themselves."

She really started crying in earnest now, She said that I must have gotten the wrong girl because she was alone and didn't usually go to the mall but her mother thinks that she is at her friends house and she only stole stuff a few times and just an eye shadow or lipstick to play grownup with.

"What's your friends name?" I asked her. "Carol" she said.

"So. You lied to your mother and told her that you were going to Carols house and YOU LIED TO ME AND SAID THAT YOU NEVER STOLE ANYTHING BEFORE!" I shouted at the terrified girl.

During this time I had taken an exit and drove to the area where I had my sales meeting earlier that day. It was an industrial area and I just looked for a building that didn't have any cars parked around it. I found one that didn't have any cars for about a block on each side and drove around to the back. Once there I grabbed Kimmy by the wrist and hauled her out of the car on the drivers side. Then I twisted her arm behind her back and marched her to the back of the car. She started to inhale as if to scream and I put more presser on her arm and that stopped that. I doubted that anyone would hear her but there would be time and a place for screaming later.

I opened the trunk and reached in with one hand and opened the toolbox I had in there. Lifting out the top tray I grabbed a handful of nylon ties that I use for my work. I wrapped one around the wrist I had hold of and wrapped another around her other wrist and looped it through the first one I tightened them both so that it would hold without cutting off the circulation to her hands.

"What are you doing?" she gasped.

"I am tired of you kids just waltzing off with whatever you please and then lying your way out of it. I replied. "The ride might not be too comfortable but I'm sorry, I don't have a blanket for you to lay on."

With that, I pushed her into the trunk, Grabbed an ankle, trapped the other ankle under it and put the nylon ties around her ankles and then attached them to her wrists. I put the toolbox together and pushed it out of the way while I slid her legs sideways so that I could close the trunk. During this time she was screaming her little head off. The closed trunk lid muffled most of it but I searched around in the trash bins until I found a short rope and a dirty cloth.

I opened the trunk and leaned in while I fashioned a gag for this child. Once attached, I looked at this 12 year old scared and defenseless girl and grew hard - I couldn't wait!

I whispered into her ear: "While we're going to a more private place I want you to think about the names and addresses of your partners, and about were you and Carol have hidden the stuff you stole from me." With that I closed the trunk and started off.

I had been hoping for an opportunity like this for months. When I bought the house I explained to the contractor that I am a musician. I got his help in soundproofing the basement and adding additional electrical outlets for the amplifiers. I also had him add a restroom with shower and auxiliary exhaust fan so that I could convert part of my basement into a weight room and not have the whole house stink of sweat. He wanted to put the exhaust in the upper wall and just connect it with the outside air but I told him it would help the resale value if it went all the way to the roof. I also reminded him that I am a musician and did not want the neighbors calling the police every time I had to practice. I had enough of hearing sensitive neighbors delaying my work.. No more.

I drove into the garage and waited until the automatic door closed behind us. I then went back and opened the trunk.

The first thing I noticed was the wetness of her jeans and the faint odor of urine. I reached into the toolbox and got some wire cutters and freed her legs.

It was a few minutes before she could stand on them and then I escorted this scared little girl into the house. "Are you hungry?" I asked. Getting no response I led her into the basement and closed both the heavy door I replaced the regular one with and the heavy door I added to keep it soundproofed while I went in and out.

After closing and locking the doors I guided Kimmy into the center of the room. I took a moment to look her up and down. She was about 5'3" Blonde hair that curved gracefully to her shoulder blades. In addition to her now wet faded blue jeans she was wearing a yellow pullover shirt and a brown belt. Her face was well defined and her torso gently tapered to her waist. her 12 year old breasts were heaving softly with her breathing, each one of her breasts seemed to be the size of an egg. I couldn't wait to see, feel and taste them for myself. Her hips seemed about the same width as her chest and I thought that she looked very sexy.

She was rather unsteady as she stood there watching me. She still had her gag in but I saw that it was coming loose so I removed it. She started to inhale, preparing to scream but I raised a hand and told her to stop it. She did.

I cut her wrists free and told her to sit on a folding chair I brought out for her. Then I took a seat facing her.

"Now," I said.

"Let's talk about were you girls hid all the stuff that you stole"

She inhaled and waving her hands said "I think you must have the wrong girl because, yes, I took the lipstick OK, but I am not involved with anyone else and the only things I have is at my house and it's just lipstick and some rouge and nail polish and I'll gladly pay for all the things I took `cause I have an allowance OK,?" I said: "We have you on camera, I've been watching you for weeks! Don't you play innocent with me! First you said this was your first time, then you said you had stolen a lipstick and eye shadow! Now you've just said that you have nail polish and rouge at your house! You are the right girl all right and I am going to get your friends too."

She started to cry and get hysterical at this point saying over and over that she didn't know what I was talking about. And please let her go and that she would pay for the things that she took. I just sat there and looked at her during this time, Finally, I walked up to her, took her face in one hand and slapped her with the other hand.

"SHUT UP!" I shouted

she started to moan and rock back and forth.

I said "Where is the lipstick that you stole tonight? Are you trying to hide it from me?

She stopped moaning and looked down at the front of her jeans. There was the bulge that she had stuffed down her pants earlier that evening.

"Give it here" I demanded.

She looked uncomfortable and her face started turning a deep shade of red

"NOW!" I screamed at her

She reach into her pants and after a little groping got hold of the lipstick and pulled it out. I took it from her and looked at it, then I gave it a sniff. "Did you piss your pants young lady?" I asked in a gentle tone "Y,Y,Yes sir in the car it was a long ride and I ..." She stopped talking when she looked at me .

"Well we're just going to have to clean you up a bit" I said. "Take off your clothes and get in the shower over there.

She just looked at me. "Let me help you" I said gently.

I walked over to her and took her by the arm. She started to struggle shouting "NO!"

I twisted her arm behind her back and walked her over to a work table that was strewn with electronic parts and tools. I picked up the stun gun I had laying there and, pressing the button, arced the 120,000 volt device in front of her face. She stopped struggling and I told her that if she didn't do what I say it would be bad for her.

I released the arm behind her back and took her upper arm in one hand and the stun gun in the other and told her to pick up the rope and the handcuffs. On the way to the shower I had her bring the chair also.

Once inside the 5 ft by 6 ft shower area I told her not to move while I stood on the chair and ran the rope through one of the eye bolts attached to the ceiling for just this purpose. I then told her to put the handcuffs on, threatening her with the stun gun while she complied with my orders. I tied the rope to the chain in the handcuffs and pulled her arms over her head.

Once Kimmy was secured I set the stun gun down, walked up to her and placed my hands on her waist. Man! She felt good! I could feel the firm muscles in her abdomen move while she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I looked into Kimmy's face while I gently ran my hands up and down her sides. she looked scared and her legs started trembling. "We need to clean you up a bit." I said as I slipped my hands under Kimmys shirt and felt her bare flesh. It was beautiful! I didn't touch her breasts directly but the edge of my hands rubbed against the sides of Kimmy's breasts as I continued to gently rub and caress Kimmy's lovely skin from her waist to her armpits on both sides.

Kimmy was not having a good day. Tears were streaming down her pretty little face and her legs continued to tremble.

After a while I lifted Kimmy's shirt over her head and up her arms to where the handcuffs were. "Hold this" I said as I put the shirt into Kimmy's bound hands. I held her at arms length while I admired Kimmy's beautiful body. Summer had just started so there were no tan lines. Just a soft white expanse of flesh from her graceful neck to her firm belly

"Give me your foot." I ordered.

She hesitated a bit but lifted her foot and allowed me to take hold of it. I pulled off her shoe and sock and then asked for her other foot. I carefully removed her shoe and sock. I held her foot for some time admiring the softness and warmth of it. As I held her foot in my hand, I gently ran a fingernail across the soft underside. She jerked and gasped as she tried to pull away. Good, She was ticklish too. I released her foot and took hold of her jeans and started to undo them.

"What are you doing?" Kimmy asked fearfully.

"I have to clean you up, don't I?"

I undid her pants and grabbing both sides at the hips, slowly uncovered her pubic region. What a sight! Smooth, warm flesh blended together and formed her pussy lips. She was just starting to get a few wisps of hair down there. I wanted to stick my face in there and run my tongue up and down it's length- but there was plenty of time for that later, For now I had a job to do. I pulled her jeans down to her ankles and had her step out of them. I then removed the chair and clothing from the shower stall.

I went upstairs and brought down my camcorder and a tripod. It took just a moment to set it up. I plugged the camcorder into the wall outlet so that I wouldn't have to worry about the batteries. I aimed it into the shower stall. I thought about wearing a mask so I would not be recognized if the tape fell into the wrong (right) hands, but I decided that I wanted the full experience with young Kimmy.

I hooked a hose up to the spigot that was mounted on the wall near the regular shower faucet controls and placed an adjustable garden sprayer on the end of it. Turning on the water I adjusted the stream to a heavy spay and made sure the water temperature was warm.

I Turned to face Kimmy's frightened form in the shower. "No... Don't hurt me ! Please.." She wailed as I picked up the stun gun and approached her trebling body.

"Now, listen up." I said. "You could have been in here taking a nice warm shower alone. But no, you had to be disobedient and talk back to me. When I want you to say something I will tell you. Until then, shut up! Or you will get some of this!" With that I touched the stun gun to her belly and pressed the button. "Yiieee" Kimmy screamed as her body jerked in a sudden spasm. Kimmy screamed again as I touched her chest with the probe. I gave attention to her left nipple, her buttocks and under her arms deep within her armpits. She hung there catching her breath. Her legs had given out and she was being supported by her handcuff bound wrists.

"Don't you make a sound unless I ask you too. Do you understand you lying bitch?"

"Yees, Yes, OK, just don't hurt me any more." she pleaded.

"Did you just talk more that you should? Let me show you again what happens when you disobey me or talk back."

With that I started spraying the water on her legs. Slowly going higher to her crotch and up to her chest and finally I was spraying her whole body with the warm water. She had regained her feet by now and looked at me with both fear and relief because I was not hurting her as she expected. That was to be short lived however as I set the hose down and shut off the water. I asked for her foot and she lifted her right leg.

I grasped the underside of her ankle and said "This is what happens to bitches that speak out of turn or who lie to me and don't do what I ask of them." as I placed the stun gun onto the sole of her foot. She started to scream even before I pressed the button. Kimmy's foot was wet and as you know, electricity works a lot better when the skin is wet. I pushed the button for a quick 1/4 second burst and as her body jerked her left foot lost its grip on the tile floor and she came down with her weight on her wrists again. I was a little concerned that she might break an arm or something but she only weighed about 90 pounds so I guess There was no danger.

I had Kimmy firmly by one ankle and her body swayed from the eyebolt in the ceiling. I pressed the stungun into her foot again for a 1 second bust and then another. Kimmy was screaming and jerking and it was all I could do to hang onto her twitching leg as I zapped her a good long one for about 10 seconds. I paused and let her catch her breath as she tried to get her left leg under her so she could take the weight off of her wrists.

"So, The lesson here is DON'T SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TOO." As I pressed the button for a 30 second burst. "AND DON'T EVER LIE TO ME." as I pressed the button for a full minute. During this minute Kimmy tried to kick me with her free leg and her screams were not as loud as I expected because She couldn't catch her breath enough put any force behind it. Her struggles seemed to fade as I continued to press the electrodes into her soft sole.

Finally, I put the stungun away and just watched as Kimmy recovered from this assault. It was hard to tell but I think she pissed herself during her punishment. I sprayed her down again but this time with cold water. When I finished hosing her down, Kimmy was hanging by her wrists with her legs still trying to move enough to get under her and take the pressure off of her arms.

I checked the rope to be sure that It would not come free and then went out. After locking up the house and making sure no one was lurking around I went to the local late-night Walmart store to get some things for the numerous torture sessions Kimmy and I were to enjoy over the next several weeks.

She was standing When I came back. She looked tired and was probably hungry too. I released her from the hand cuffs and walked her back to the chair she was sitting in earlier. I saw that her wrists were red and she was rubbing them like they were sore. I went to the little refrigerator and got her some ice in a plastic baggie. She was quite a sight: a naked 12 year old holding an ice pack between her wrists while shivering with the cold!

Do you need to use the bathroom? I asked. "Yes, please" she replied.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"I'm starved!" she said gratefully. "Go ahead and use the bathroom, it's right next to the shower." I told her pointing.

She went to the bathroom while I pulled a McDonalds bag from the sack I brought home. I also readjusted the camcorder to point at the chair Kimmy would be sitting in shortly. Of course what I needed was an assistant who could run the camera while I tortured my victims.- Well, we can't have everything. When Kimmy was done in the bathroom she came back and sat down looking at the McDonald's bag.

"So," I asked, "Where did you girls hide all that stuff?"

"Nowhere, I don't have what you are looking for" She said.

"Come over here" I Said, leading her to a sawhorse one side of the room. On the way I stopped to redirect the camera to the next area of entertainment.

I pulled it out a little way so that there would be enough light and had little Kimmy stand facing it with her legs spread.

I used some rope and tied each of her young shapely legs to two of the sawhorses legs. I then bent Kimmy over the sawhorse and tied her wrists to the other legs.

I was starting to get aroused again. Kimmy's young shapely ass was sticking up in the air, the backs of her lovely legs stretched taunt and her back curving forward exposing her backbone. I took a minute and touched each of her vertebrae from her tailbone to her neck.

You see, one of the tortures I had planed for Kimmy was to drill into her spinal column and inject some drain cleaner (Sulfuric acid) to irritate the nerves in there. I didn't want to do that this week. I didn't want to do anything that would permanently disfigure or injure her lovely body.... In addition to torturing young Kimmy, I wanted to make love to her willing body, therefore, all of her parts needed to be in working order.

I spread her ass cheeks and admired her pussy lips and asshole up close. Kimmy was breathing slowly and just waiting, knowing that she couldn't change what was to happen. I pulled a flat piece of wood from the bag I got that night and Said "one more time Kimmy, Where did you hide the stuff?" Of course I knew that she had no idea of what I was talking about, part of Kimmys' torture was that she had no way to stop the pain and abuse that was to come.

"where's the stuff you stole Kimmy!" I stopped to check the camera... Good, It was framed right on Kimmy's sweet young and tender ass and her lovely face was visible as her head hung down. Her face would not be in view while she moved her head around but I figured that it would be in this position enough of the time.

I walked up to her with the paddle in hand.

She started crying and saying that she didn't know what I was talking about. I went over to my workbench and used the drill to make holes in the business end of my paddle. I then returned and said "Well, if this is the way you want it my dear..."

I swung it with good solid swing coming from up high and slicing down to her buttocks. I knew she could see it coming from her position draped over the sawhorse like she was. I saw her butt muscles tense just before impact.

"Yeeiiiaa!" She screamed. Then she screamed again even tho I only hit her once. Her head bounced up and her hands and feet clenched and unclenched a few times. "Where is it bitch!?" I asked, then immediately swung and connected with her other ass cheek. "Ahhhii" she screamed again and again as I paddled her butt good. I spaced the strokes out so that she would not pass out or anything like that. After about 5 minutes, every stroke seemed to get a little less of a response from her.

I was tempted to hit her harder but I did not want to split the skin or leave any deep bruising. I spanked her for about 15 minutes and quit because my arm was getting tired. Kimmy was slumped over the sawhorse still twitching and screaming in pain for several minutes. Her Buttocks were bright red from the paddling and saliva and snot where dripping from her nose and mouth, getting into her hair that was touching the cold concrete floor. Her breaths came shallow and raggedly like she was having trouble finding the strength. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she was laying with all of her weight supported on her diaphram on top on the sawhorse.

It was about 11:30 PM and I had to go to work in the morning. To finish out Kimmy's first night of torture I grabbed a jar of Vaseline and a canister of pepper spray sold for self defense. I approached Kimmy and rubbed her ass cheeks gently. She was moaning softly in pain.

I told her : "This is what happens when you don't do what I ask." I then held my breath as I sprayed Kimmy's ass cheeks, asshole and pussy lips with a good coating from the pepper spray canister. I then stepped over and activated the exhaust fan to clear the fumes. Kimmy started to moan louder and stir a bit as I put on a pair of rubber gloves and scooped a handful of Vaseline out of the jar. I spread the Vaseline over all the areas where I had sprayed her. The Vaseline was to help Kimmy's already abused skin absorb the pepper and to keep Kimmys' body from flushing the irritant out as the poor girl sweated.

Within moments the pepper was having the intended effect. Kimmy's Ass was wiggling and the muscles in her young tender legs were pumping and her abdomen was heaving and of course, Kimmy's tired lungs were once again getting their exercise as she started screaming again, saying that it hurt and she didn't know where the stuff was hidden.

I prepared to go upstairs and found the McDonalds bag where I had left it. Too stale by now for me so I unwrapped the food and placed it where Kimmy could see it during the long night. I left the lights on and went upstairs for something to eat and to go to bed.

As I lay in bed my thoughts kept going back to the sweet innocent child locked up in my basement and the pain she was experiencing and the pain and sex to come. I wondered if I should go down and check on my little girl When I realized that the tape had been set to 2 hour recording and the tape should be just about finished. I took a blank tape and went downstairs to my prize. the first thing I checked was the camcorder. It was still running so I waited.

Kimmy was still awake but did not seem to notice me. she was moaning in a high pitched squeal kind of moan. her ass and pussy lips were a deep red color and she was sweating. I thought about giving her some water but decided that a little dehydration never hurt anyone. Her ass muscles would clench once in a while and her moaning would increase or decrease.

Finally the tape stopped and I went about the task of inserting the new tape. I kept it set to 2 hour mode so that I would get the best picture possible.

When I closed it up, Kimmy must have heard the tape compartment shut because she noticed me and said "Please... PLEASE stop doing this to me! I'll do anything you want it hurts.. It HURTS A LOT! Please... Please stop it..." I didn't say anything, With a last glance to be sure the camera was rolling I picked up the paddle and approached my helpless little prisoner. Kimmy started screaming and getting hysterical, Straining against her bonds she cried out " NO!.. NOOO! please, DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!.. I'LL DIE... PLEASE!"

I lined it up and gave her a good smack across her left buttock. Kimmy let out her loudest yell yet. Man that must have hurt! I lined up on her other check and the board whistled through the air and landed with a resounding SMACK! Kimmy stiffened and then collapsed. I thought I killed her but with relief I saw that she was still breathing.

I took the stun gun and zapped her face a few times to wake her up. She came around slowly and just lay there at first. then she blinked a couple of times and her face screwed up in pain again. I left for the night and had restless sleep until my alarm clock went off. I had set it for 1 hour early and I was tired but, it was time to get up. I thought about calling in sick but I had plans for Kimmy and was afraid that I might kill her too soon if I gave her too much attention.

I didn't bother to put any clothes on before going downstairs to see Kimmy. When I reached her, I noticed the smell. not only had Kimmy shit, but she also vomited too. Kimmy was asleep. Her ass was still red. Her legs were still stretched taunt with a little pile of shit on the floor between them. Her upside-down face was covered with vomit.

I went into the shower area, turned on the exhaust fan and returned with a damp cloth. I gently wiped her face with it returning a couple of times to rinse the cloth out. I then wiped her ass to get the remaining shit off of her. She woke up during this procedure but I ignored her and just continued with wiping her face and ass up. I then cleaned up the shit, piss and vomit from the floor. I came back to Kimmy and said "It's over now honey, Hold on while I get you cleaned up." I don't know what she thought about seeing me naked with a stiff cock but she didn't make it an issue and neither did I.

I Pulled a folding table into the shower area. I then went to Kimmy and untied her arms. I told her to just relax and let me do the work. She did not have the strength anyway and so she just lay there slumped over the sawhorse. I then went to her feet and gently ticked one of them.

She let out a gasp and her toes clenched in an effort to get away. "Just relax, I was just checking your reflexes. You are going to be just fine dear." with that she started to sob. I untied her legs and checked for damage. Aside for a little rope burn and some mild bruising little Kimmy looked none the worst for wear.

Now for the pepper spray.

I reached a hand between Kimmy's legs and another hand on her chest and lifted her gently off of the sawhorse. "Just relax I cooed" while I carried her limp form to the table in the shower area and laid her down on her stomach. Kimmy looked at me with apprehension as I put a rope around her wrist and secured them to each other under the table. I did not tie her legs this time.

"We have to get that stuff off of you, honey. You've been punished enough for one day." I explained as I turned on the hose with the sprayer. after making sure the water was cool I let it run onto Kimmy's asschecks and cunt lips.

She was obviously still in pain because she flinched as the water touched her ass and her legs moved and stretched as she regained their use. I used dishwashing soap on her ass and rubbed it in while getting no small thrill from caressing this young girl's ass and legs. I rinsed her often and reapplied soap in an attempt to neutralize the pain giving irritant I so carefully contaminated her body with. I could see that the pepper spay had a slight brownish color and I kept at it until I got it all off of her ass and legs. During this time Kimmy was struggling against her bonds. with her arms bound under the table, she mostly just kicked her feet and moaned in pain as I scrubbed and caressed her firm young body.

After about 15 minutes of cleaning her beautiful young and shapely ass, I stopped and told her it was time to clean her pussy now. Kimmy looked like she wanted to protest until I asked her if she would rather I leave the stuff on her? Her body relaxed and I untied her hands. "turn over dear and let's get started" I said gently. She hesitated but rolled over for me. "OK, now I need your help." I said to the still frightened child.

I lifted her right leg, bent it at the knee and pushed it back so that her knee was above her chest. "Hold that right there" I said placing her right hand on her lower thigh just behind her knee. I did the same with the left leg and there she was, Lying on her back, holding her own legs open so I could work on her.

I took a soapy wash cloth and gently placed it over her slightly parted 12 yr. old pussy lips. Gently I rubbed and caressed as I washed the young girl from the top of her young pubic mound to her anus. She stiffened a few times during this but she was basically being very brave and she never let go of her legs.

After cleaning her up to where I thought I'd gotten most of the irritant off of Kimmy's skin, I set the wash cloth down and leaning forward I carefully touched my tongue to Kimmy's still sore cunt.

She gasped, released her legs and brought them down preventing me from continuing the experiment. I straightened up and just glared at her with a spiteful look. She looked back, frightened. I just kept staring at her and Kimmy slowly raised her sweet young legs and exposed her young virgin (and red) pussy for my attentions. Again I gently leaned forward and, being careful not to hurt her, I licked her sweet cunt from just forward of her tight puckered anus to the top of her clit.

Then I did it again. After a few times I told Kimmy to pull back farther on her legs. She complied willingly and I was able to give her asshole the attention it deserved. She stiffened as my tongue touched her anus and I swirled in all around the area coming back to lap across her asshole a few times before returning to her cunt.

I straightened up and patted Kimmys inner thigh as I said "Thank you Kimmy. that felt great. Have you let anyone do that with you before?" "N, No." she stammered as I released her leg and asked her how she felt. Kimmy did not answer so I said "I bet you are hungry, tired and sore from head to toe aren't you" I said smiling and trying to make a joke of it.

"Yes." She said and attempted a weak smile of her own. "Well, we got you cleaned up, the pain should go away shortly. Do you like eggs?" I asked

"yes" She said

"how do you like them cooked" I asked

"Scrambled"

"me too" I said.

"Stay right there" I said to Kimmy as I went out of the shower area. I soon spotted what I was looking for and wheeled the rollaway bed to the center of the room and unfolded it.

It was already made up so I just pulled the covers down and returned to Kimmy. Taking a towel I started to dry this young child off. Then I stopped, gave the towel to Kimmy and said "Here honey, finish drying yourself while I start breakfast" With that I left the room locking the doors behind me.

I fried up 5 eggs, made some toast and orange juice from concentrate and returned to the basement with a plate of food and a glass of orange juice. As I opened the second door I saw that my little princes did not remain on the table as I had hoped. she was standing next to the table with the towel in her hand. I did not look at her, but instead kept my gaze on the bed I had made up for her.

I went to the bed and set the plate on it and the glass on the floor. Only then did I look at Kimmy. she had slowly turned and climbed onto the table. obviously not wanting to displease me. I approached her and laying a hand on her bare ass and asked her if she thought she could walk over to the bed Or if she wanted me to carry her.

Before she could answer, I gently kissed her on the forehead. I then stepped back and waited for my answer. "I think I can walk." she said and slowly climbed off of the table again. I led her to the bed and told her to sit and eat while I tried to find something for her to wear. I went back upstairs grabbed an old tee shirt and my breakfast plate and went downstairs to join her.

When I got back downstairs, Kimmy was just sitting on the bed with an empty plate and an empty glass. "You must be hungry." I said "Here, you can have some of mine."

I sat down next to her naked body, my hip touching hers and a hard on that would not quit. I sat my plate on her lap, placed a hand on her shoulder and using my free hand speared some eggs and held it in front of Kimmy's face. She reached up like she was going to take the fork but I said that I was going to feed her and that she should just relax and enjoy it. As I fed Kimmy one bite at a time, I caressed her shoulders, neck and back. I also slid my hand down to her trim little hip and caressed the outer side of her thigh and ass cheek.

Of course, she did not want me to touch her at all but after seeing what I could do to her helpless little body, I'm sure that she did not want to anger me. My hand traveled up her young hip all the way to her armpit. Then I slid my hand forward to her chest and down to her tit. I kept my hand there gently massaging her tit and nipple.

Oh! It felt so soft and warm! As I moved my hand down her chest to her bare stomach It seemed like she breathed a sigh of relief. She was just letting me touch her naked body because she knew that she was powerless to stop me from doing anything I wanted to do. Well, a few more torture sessions and she would welcome a gentle touch.

After she finished the second plate of eggs I set the plates aside and held up the tee shirt I had found. It had the name of one of the products I sell and was extra large. "Stand over here and let's see how this will fit." I said.

I helped Kimmy pull the shirt on and, placing my hands on her now covered hips, I admired her slender body. the shirt was the perfect length. It came down to just below her ass cheeks.

"I'm going back to the mall to look for your friends." I said. "Don't you be trying to leave. You stole thousands of dollars worth of stuff and I will get it back or you will pay me back every cent of it."

"But.." She started to say.

"No! Don't say another word about why you're here and don't EVER ask me when you can go home. Home for you is right here until I recover what you have stolen from me or until you have repaid what you owe me.

It's going to be hard to find a job for a girl your age that doesn't have any skills, but I'll try to think of something you can do.. In the meantime, I will continue to look for your friends and the place you have hidden my property."

With that, I went to the bag I had gotten the night before and pulled out a 20 foot length of medium chain. I bolted one end to the wall near the bathroom and then pushed Kimmy's bed closer to the chain.

I then had young Kimmy come over and I looped one end of the handcuffs into the last link of the chain and snapped the other end around kimmy's right ankle.

I then went to the camcorder and inserted a new tape and started recording in 6 hour mode.

"Here. You may use this glass if you get thirsty and you know where the bathroom is. " I told her as I patted her on the ass and went to work.

During my workday I drove to a neighboring city. I stopped at an auto parts store and purchased a new car battery.

It was a 75 month and the clerk said that it had enough cranking power to jump start a ship. I also picked up several radiator hose clamps in different sizes.

I also used my camera and a telephoto lens to take pictures of two cute 14-15 year old girls coming home from school.

I picked an area that was kind of remote and just waited for someone to walk by.

I followed the girls at a discreet distance until I found out where they lived. I also looked around the neighborhood. There were for sale signs on 2 houses within a three block area.

The houses both looked abandoned with dried out grass and such. There were several children playing but only one adult and he was just washing his car.

This was perfect. Now, if I could get Kimmy to help me ....

I had the film developed at the local discount store while I browsed the hardware department.

I then stopped at a lumber store before returning the 30 mile home. I got 4 six foot lengths of 2x6es, several 4x4 posts and several hinges and hasps.

They had the kind that locked for just $2.00 more so I bought five of them.

The Shoplifter Part 2

I came home to find Kimmy sleeping. She still had the chain attached to her ankle.

today I was in the mood for a really intense torture session with this 12 year old beauty. But first, a little foreplay. I shook Kimmy awake and asked her how her day went. She didn't answer. I pulled the sheet away and asked her how her pussy and ass were feeling.

She still didn't answer so I said "That's all right, you're still a little scared right now." I removed the handcuff from her ankle, fed her some takeout food I brought with me, and told her to use the bathroom and take a long shower. No rush, I told her.

She immediately headed off, I guess she remembered what happened last time she disobeyed me.

I went to my workbench and prepared the nights entertainment. It would star Kimmy of course. There was a lot of wiring to test and I booted up the 286 AT computer and made sure that it was working properly.

When Kimmy came out of the shower. I gave her a large brown pill and told her to swallow it. She asked what it was and I just stared at her. She immediately popped it into her mouth and made swallowing motions. I gave her some water and had her lay down on the bed on her stomach.

I inspected her ass. It was still a little red and there was a couple of marks from the paddling but otherwise she looked in good shape. I got out some skin lotion and applied it to her ass, back, shoulders and then of course her lovely legs. I rubbed her cute little body from the tips of her toes to her neck and ears. She did not resist but she didn't seem to be stimulated by this either. I had her turn over and, after inspecting her pussy lips They were also a little red and then I asked her again how her snatch felt. She said that it didn't hurt any more. That of course would change but that was for another day...

I rubbed lotion on the front of her body and paid particular attention to her tits and pussy.

I never thought that a 12 year olds' body could feel so good.

I led Kimmy to the chair and said "Do you think you can tell me today who your thieving friends are?"

Dispair seemed to wash over her as she realized that she was in for another long night.

I showed Kimmy the photographs of the two girls I took earlier that day. "I know these are your partners! Tell me their names and addresses!"

Kimmy licked her lips and said that she didn't know them, they weren't her friends and that if she knew something she would tell me.

"I don't believe you honey, I've been watching all of you for weeks. Now tell me who your friends are so I can talk to them about my stuff." I said reasonably

She was crying again and kept telling me that I was wrong and that she didn't even know the girls in the pictures.

"Well, if that's the way you want to play it little girl, then that's how it will be!" I intoned as I walked out of the room.

I pulled my special project table from the workshop area.

I was still working on this one as I said, and had not been able to test it on a live victim. Of course, now I had a test subject. I just hoped that It did not damage or kill young Kimmy.

I motioned for Kimmy to come over and when she hesitated, I asked her if I needed to get the shocker. That was all it took. Kimmy came right over and stood looking with dread at the table.

The table was 3 feet wide and 7 ft long. it was made from a door mounted on 4X4's. It had straps at several locations and an electrical control box at the head. On a shelf below the table, a computer controlled the whole thing with a monitor mounted on a movable arm for easy viewing.

I had to help the young girl onto the table as the muscle relaxer was starting to kick in now. I cinched down the center strap that went around her abdomen. she looked up with confusion and asked why she was having trouble moving.

I explained that what I was about to do was to hook her 12 year old body to the machine I build and that it would send from 20 to 500 volts of electricity into her body in different places, at different amperages and could do A/C or D/C.

I also told her that electricity would not only hurt like hell but that at full power, would make her muscles contract as hard as they could and that I did not want her muscles to pull too hard because It would break her bones, so, I gave her that pill to keep her safe.

Her eyes widened with that announcement and she started struggling. She was trying to push herself off of the table not even realizing that she was already strapped down and too weak anyway. I took each hand and strapped them down on each side of her head. Her arm muscles were straining as much as they could and I just loved the way they rippled under her soft skin. I continued to tell Kimmy about the machine. I told her that I would use alligator clips to attach the wires all over her body except her legs. I told her I wanted her legs free during this punishment.

Next, I strapped her head into place.

I got out the sets of color coded wires and making sure I left enough slack I attached One electrode to each of her tender earlobes and plugged them into the panel where it was marked "Ears".

She was trying to shake her head and cried out "that HURTS! please don't do this to me." I ignored her pleas as I continued working. I attached wires to her armpits, and nipples. With each set of wires her cries got louder and more insistent.

Her blue eyes were filling with tears because her head was strapped into place. Her arms where still pulling against her bounds and her legs kicked out as I continued to attach wires to Kimmys helpless and quite erotically exposed body.

I attached more wires to her torso but used the type the paramedics use to tape the electrodes in place for heart monitors. (I bought them from a medical supply store if it matters) I put wires on her sensitive sides, waist, hips, buttocks and placed three under her waist strap, one at her lovely belly button and two others a few inches on either side.

I realized that I wanted to play with her tits, so I removed the single clip at each nipple and replaced them with pairs of taped electrodes, one on each side of her breasts. With each connection I plugged them into the appropriate places on the console. I placed a hand over her pussy while I worked and felt the slick dampness as she struggled.

Finally, I looked at the console to see if I missed anything. Of course there was nothing plugged into the sections marked "Thigh, Outside Left", "Thigh Inside top. foot , top & bottom, Toes etc. And I didn't want to use the vaginal cavity probe.

The vaginal cavity probe was something I made out of a dildo. I took a heavy duty variable speed dildo and added sensors along the length of it's shaft. I also added a few electrodes while I was at it.

What it does is measure the pressure changes along it's length so that the computer could tell when a girl was having an orgasm. It would also be able to tell the wetness level by measuring moisture at several points and averaging them.

Hopefully, I would be able to program the computer to use pleasure and pain to bring a girl right to the edge of orgasm without letting her cum. But that was for another day. Today was Kimmys day for pain and pain was what she would get.

Looking back at the console, I noticed that I had forgotten the Vibration sensor. This was in the sensor section and what it did was to monitor the jerking of the victim. There was also the most important parts for my machine the breathing, heart rate & blood pressure monitors.

For these I wrapped a BP cuff around Kimmys upper arm and plugged the sensor and power leads into my machine. Then, I wrapped a flexible sensor cord around her trim little waist.

These, and the motion sensor would enable the machine to torture the victim to any level I chose without risking the danger of killing them.

Or so I planed, remember I had never been able to test this device until now... I stripped out of my clothes and stood there rubbing my swollen cock while I watched Kimmys reaction.

She was all hooked up. Wires running from her smooth naked skin and going into a rather evil looking machine. She looked scared as she lay there.

I slipped a hand between her legs and fondled her pussy some more as I watched her. "are you ready to talk you disobedient child?" I asked sweetly.

"Yes! what ever you want! please! I'll do anything. please stop hurting me!" she responded.

"Oh, are the little clips hurting you my dear? The REAL pain isn't going to start for a few minutes more."

She was begging now, tears flowing down the sides of her secured head as she pleaded with me to spare her, she would do anything, ANYTHING! Just don't hurt her.

Now it was time to run the setup routine. I entered the sex , age, and weight into the computer. It sent an impulse to all of the wires to determine which ones were hooked up. It then displayed a diagram showing the locations where the connections should have been made.

I compared the computer diagram with what I saw and realized that Kimmys armpit probes where too low on her body. I repositioned them.

The computer correctly noticed that I used the pairs of breast probes but not the nipple clamps. This was important because the computer could use more power going from one side of a breast to the other than it could going from nipple to nipple. (because the heart would not be in a direct path.) We had to wait several minutes while the machine calibrated itself to Kimmy. After her vital signs were measured and recorded the computer beeped twice to let me know that it was ready.

I showed the photographs to Kimmy again. "what are their names?" I asked. "I don't know, I don't know!" Kimmy sobbed.

"Well, lets see if this helps you to remember. " With that I selected "Time" and entered in 1:40. Since I had a 2 hour tape in the camcorder and had used 10 minutes so far hooking her up. that left 10 minutes for after torture footage and for unhooking Kimmy from the machine. I entered the starting torture level at 10 % and the max at 100%.

Finally I set the computer to "Interrogation Automatic" rather than "Interrogation Manual", "Sexual", or "Sleep deprivation" and hit the "start" button.

"Aiii! Oh! It hurts! stop it stop it,,,Oh!" Kimmy cried as the current started pulsing into her helpless body. I checked the monitor and saw that it was just pulsing power into her right tit for now. If I had the lower leads attached, it would have concentrated on her young snatch instead.

I watched as her 12 year old nipple started to harden as her lovely legs started to kick. Her tit was being zapped twice per second with 1/10 of a second pulses at 25% power. There was a short beep from the computer and the little relays on the control board started clicking faster. As I watched, the shock rate went up to 3, then 4 times per second and suddenly her left breast clicked on.

"Aiiih" Kimmy cried out as the pain hit her. I watched the monitor as it measured an increase in pulse rate, blood pressure and breathing. The computer calculated the total air volume by figuring the breath rate and the breath depth. This way it could prevent her from passing out from lack of oxygen and also, keep her from hyperventilating. It used this information along with the blood pressure and pulse rate to calculate the victims total stress level.

I placed my hand an Kimmys belly. Boy, she felt good. I could feel her young muscles contract as she tried to kick her legs. However the pill I had given her was doing it's job and Kimmys legs seemed to move in slow motion. I rubbed all around her waist being careful not to disturb the shock probes. I placed a hand on her breast and felt the soft firmness of her tender flesh. I tweaked her nipple but she didn't seemed to notice. Looking at the monitor, I saw that Kimmy was still getting 25% into both of her tender breasts at various pulse rates.

My hands moved down to Kimmys firm, yet supple legs. I ran a hand gently up the inside of her thigh to her pussy lips and back down her thigh to her knee.

I repeated this several times as I watched young Kimmy being tortured. Her breath was coming in short gasps as her hands clenched and unclenched and her young muscles strained against her bonds. I started squeezing her thigh at the knee and slowly worked my way up as Kimmys legs tried to kick my hands away.

A short beep from the machine signaled that it was about to increase the torture. As I watched, Kimmys young body almost jumped straight up as her abdomen probes clicked on. I held her right leg down as her left leg managed to raise up and kick straight out towards the foot of the table.

Then it raised up again but it didn't have the strength to kick out, it just slid back down onto the table. She was screaming louder now.

The monitor showed that Kimmy was getting 50% into her abdomen with 1-3 seconds per pulse and that the pulses were zapping her writhing body between her abdomen and her hips, between her waist and her breasts (less power here) and between her hips and her sides and armpits. You see, Because the machine is computer controlled it can put any voltage between any of the probes for any length of time.

The computer continued to increase the torture as Kimmy increased her screaming. The machine had now matched itself to Kimmys breathing/screaming patterns and was zapping her for long continuos shocks in her breasts, arms, stomach, buttocks and ears.

The computer would set the power to zero, then it would activate most of the probes at once, connecting the right buttock probe with the right waist probe for instance. Then it would turn on the power and increase it over a 20 second period. Poor Kimmy would jerk as her body was caught with 25% power and would scream a long painful scream as the power increased to maximum.

She would run out of breath at about 10 seconds and would lay there with her mouth open, her body twitching in agony for about 5 seconds when the computer would activate her abdomen probes to force more air out through her tortured young lungs.

Then the computer would shut off the power, reset the buttock probes to connect to each other and the side probe to connect to one of the abdomen probes.

It would then wait a minute or two for young, sweet, somewhat innocent Kimmy to catch her breath and It would activate again, timing the pain to start at the end of a large inhale.

"Yeiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaa!" Kimmys tortured body would scream again and again as the computer adjusted the voltage to bring maximum pain while keeping her conscious.

I looked at the clock and saw that 1/2 hour had passed. The machine was working splendidly, but, poor Kimmy had another hour and 10 minutes of pain to endure.

Meanwhile I was having the time of my life. I had never had the opportunity to torture a young woman before and the feeling of power and control was quite intoxicating. I lifted and spread her long trim legs while I slid onto the table below her waist. I watched her as the next wave of pain hit her.

"Yeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiaaaaah, , ,ahhh, ah,,,,,ah!" she screamed as her breath was forced from her lungs. her legs weakly kicked and her belly cramped and spasmed, her arms just shook and twitched . her body was covered in sweat and I looked over and saw that the computer had compensated by reducing the amount of power coursing trough her body.

Her face was a mask of agony as she thought desperately of a way to get out of this torture. our eyes meet and they pleaded with me to stop. Her small voice croaked "Please, I don't know anything, PLEASE!"

"Give me the names and addresses of your friends!" I demanded.

"OK, OK, Anything! just stop this.... Yieeeee! she screamed as another 20 second burst took her into hell again. "I'll tell you anything you want to know! she cried when she was able to catch her breath again.

"So tell me." I sneered at her.

"The first ones name is Jodi" She said. "The second is Tammy". "Where do they live" I asked.

“They live on Emerald street just down from me" she said.

What is the address there" I demanded.

"It's, um, YEeeiiiiahhh, EEiiiiiiahhh" She screamed as the pain wracked her young body again. She finally gave me an address.

Of course it was bogus. Kimmy didn't know the girls in the pictures. I took them that day 70 miles from her home. I also had several more pictures of children from various cities in the state.

"Those girls don't live on your street" I told her. Despair and helplessness seemed to take hold of her body. "Let me know when you are ready to tell the truth!" I said as I lowered my face into her crotch.

She tasted of sweat and a little piss. then I noticed the small puddle under her butt. I went and got a cloth to clean her up with and then continued to lick her pussy. I also pushed her trembling legs back and licked her asshole for a while. It was softer than the last time I licked it.

I wondered if She had lost control of her anus muscle. If so, then it was a good thing I had her go shit before we started or we would be in a fine mess now.

I made a note to get some kind of butt-plug before we tried this again - assuming that 12 year old Kimmy survived this time.

Kimmy was in a lot of pain. her skin seemed to ripple as the shocks hit her. I had slipped off the table and was standing beside her licking and sucking her breasts while fingering her slit. there was a little moistness coming from her young pussy.

I couldn't help wondering what would have happened If I had used the entire set of leads and connected her snatch, clit, legs and feet to this device. Oh well, next time I guess.

Kimmys breathing was becoming more ragged as time went on. the monitor showed that the computer was now sending waves of pain by starting at her ears and arms and working it's way down to her waist and then pausing before starting back the other way.

Again, I thought that had I used all of the wires I would be watching Kimmys body jerk all the way to her tender young feet.

Suddenly, the computer beeped 3 times and all clicking stopped at the relay board. I looked at it with concern until I realized that the computer had stopped the torture because Kimmys young heart was beating at over 200 Beats per minute and her breaths were recorded at 143 per minute and her breath volume had reached a critical low point.

I watched to see how my programming would handle this situation, I programmed the system to recognize problems and correct them on its own. For example: If Kimmy had been hyperventilating, It would have sent shocks into her abdomen just when she was starting to inhale. This way, you don't need a paper bag to reduce the oxygen level. you just prevent her from breathing for awhile.

Kimmy was breathing rapidly but shallowly and her face was starting to turn a slight shade of blue. What was taking this machine so long? I programmed it to encourage slow, deep breathing after an emergency shutdown. her pulse rate had risen to 220 beats per minute.

Kimmys eyes were rolling around unfocused and her entire 12 year old body shook with convolutions.

I leaned over Kimmy and started mouth to mouth resuscitation. just after I blew the second breath into her, the relays started clicking and Kimmy exhaled violently.

Fresh air had just reentered her tortured lungs when her whole chest again was constricted as every probe and clip activated with 50% power, forcing the breath from her. again she inhaled and again the computer forced a long exhale causing her to breath (scream) deeply and more slowly. after a minute the computer stopped "assisting" Kimmy with her breathing and her pulse rate came down to 170 BPM and continued to drop.

I looked at the clock. only 15 minutes of torture left for Kimmy. I sat on the edge of the table and played with Kimmy's tits and pussy while waiting to see how long it would take before the computer resumed Kimmys punishment.

Her whole body was shaking and covered in sweat as I pushed her legs apart and slid my finger up and down her snatch while I pinched her nipples with my fingers.

3 minutes later, Kimmy's back arched as the pain came at her. I held my hand over her pussy mound as wave after wave of pain shook Kimmys young body.

I then got back on the table between her legs and licked and sucked her tight looking virgin pussy for all it was worth.

Finally, The computer beeped a long and a short beep and I knew that the grand finale was about to take place.

The system was programmed to cause as much pain as the victim could handle during the last 2 minutes of the torture. I stuck my tongue into her slit as her whole body seemed to cramp.

I could feel her tummy as it bucked and strained and I listened to her screams as her sides and ears were hit with almost full power and her buttocks, abdomen, and breasts cycled through a pattern of electric shock that would pull muscle against muscle while increasing the voltage.

Her screams were no longer coherent as she bucked and shuddered and bucked again as the relentless torture continued. I happily licked her pussy until the timer expired and the computer completed it's routine. I continued to lick Kimmys pussy as she lay there shuddering from every muscle. I'm sure she expected it to start up again, but it was finished. After 5 minutes, I removed the clips and electrical pads from her still twitching body.

I then unstraped her arms and torso from the table. She just lay there, unable to move, unable or unwilling to speak. I dragged the other table into the shower area again and carried Kimmys exhausted body and placed her face down on the table. I then turned the cold water on and sprayed the sweat from her.

I then carried young Kimmy to the bed and gently placed her under the covers. Finally, I got in bed with her and cradled her in my arms until she fell asleep.

During the night she would go into fits of convulsions in her sleep and once or twice, woke up screaming like she was being killed (I wonder why?) I just held her and spoke soothingly into her ear until morning.

I had the next day off, So I got up and cooked breakfast for Kimmy and myself. I had to help Kimmy eat because for some reason she couldn't hold a fork steady enough to find her mouth. I also helped Kimmy take a shower. I did this by putting her in leather bondage cuffs and suspending her 12 year old body from the eyebolt in the shower. her feet were about 3 inches from the floor as I sprayed warm water on her and gently soaped her up. I then took my time rubbing the soap all over and spraying her off using cold water. (I told her that this would help her to recover. sounded good to me- she screamed about it.)

I let her drip-dry while I checked out my machine. It only took me twenty minutes to correct the problem. After checking the log file I saw that the computer had been waiting for a deep inhale the night before, so it would know when to deliver the massive shocks needed to keep the victim breathing.

It seems that young Kimmy was breathing rapidly but always at the same depth so the computer didn't know when to time it. I added a routine to pick it's own time after 1 minute of inadequate breathing.

Boy, that was a load off my mind, Now, back to Kimmy.

I used a towel to dry Kimmys body and I took my time about it too. I took each of her slender little feet in turn and patted it dry, working my way slowly to her pussy.

Once there, I just spread her legs and took a little snack break. I placed her legs over my shoulders and, placing my hands on her slim little buttocks, I pressed her young body into my face.

After a while I could taste some of Kimmys virgin pussy juices starting to flow. I picked up the pace, pressing harder, pointing my tongue as far into her snatch as I could. "you like that, Honey?" I asked.

"Yes, but my arms hurt a lot." I was surprised to hear her say.

"Well let's make you a little more comfortable, Shall we?" I said as I stepped back and lowered Kimmys body to the ground. She couldn't stand on her own so I carried her upstairs to my bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. I lay beside her and tenderly pressed my lips to her lips. I started slowly, tenderly, increasing gradually as Kimmy responded. I held her ass with one hand and rubbed her lovely back with the other as I pressed my tongue into her mouth, searching out her tongue.

She started breathing deeper and pressing her tongue to mine. Wow! what an experience! my cock instantly swelled up and I rolled onto her, placing a hand under buttocks and another on her chest, I kissed her young , sensuous lips with a passion.

Kimmy’s nipples were getting hard and poking straight up as I toyed with the nipples on her young firm mounds of joy. Sliding my hands down, I moved my lips to her tities and caressed her waist and pussy as I suckled her tits.

Kimmys snatch was getting wet already as I rubbed up and down her slit with my eager hand. "Have you ever done this before?" I asked

"No." she said.

"Do you like it?"

"Kinda" she replied.

"Beats the hell out of being beat to hell right?" Her whole body froze at that. "relax, time for fun honey. don't complain" I said with a little menace as I resumed my attentions to her somewhat willing body.

I spread her long legs and positioned myself so I could lick her pussy. After a few minutes I stopped and moved back up to where I could kiss her lips again. "You like this, don't you honey?" I said as I licked her ear.

"Yes" she whispered. "What do you think of this." I asked as I placed her hand onto my swollen member.

"I don't know." was Kimmys answer.

"Well, check it out, and let me know" I replied as I lay back keeping her hand at my crotch. She didn't move at once so I rubbed her hand up and down on my cock to give her a idea of what was expected of her.

I leaned up and kissed her a couple of times and said: "doesn't that feel good? don't you want to taste it? I tasted yours honey." I pulled her onto me as I continued kissing her. I relaxed my grip as Kimmy continued to kiss me and feel my shaft.

I pushed her head down to my chest and Kimmy started licking and kissing my chest and nipples. she moved down to my waist and I giggled because it was ticklish down there.

She got to my cock and was about to kiss it when I told her to look at it first, smell it, squeeze it. She stopped and turned my cock over in her hands. She touched my balls and gave them a little sniff. She must have liked what she smelled because she then started licking my cock.

"Oh baby, that feels good, don't stop." I whispered as I lay back and enjoyed this 12 year old virgin kissing and licking and finally sucking my penis.

I reached over and gently moved her ass so that she had one leg on either side of my face and her virgin pussy was just inches above my eager lips.

I reached up and pulled Kimmy down and buried my tongue into her dripping (yes, it was dripping!) cunt.

I sucked and she sucked and we developed a rhythm between us and her juices were really flowing and my cock was really straining and my hips were thrusting into her face and suddenly, I said "I'm cuming!" and pressed my face deeper into her crack.

I had both hands on her tender ass and I squeezed as hard as I could while pressing my tongue into Kimmys cunt as far as I could.

Kimmy didn't know what "cuming" meant so she just continued sucking my cock until it exploded into her mouth. She stopped. "It's OK " I assured her. "It's not piss or anything like that. Some girls like to taste it. try it." I commanded. Kimmy gingerly pressed her tongue to my penis and made a face. "that's not enough to tell! lick it ALL up!" I said as Kimmy obediently set to lapping.

"Well, what do you think of it? It's called 'Cum' or 'sperm' really".

"I don't know" Kimmy said. “It’s slimy and sticky.”

"Well it's just what us guys leak out when we get exited. see, you leaked this out yourself." I told her as I wiped her snatch with my hand and presented it to her. "Lick it!" I demanded as Kimmy licked my hand. "See, it's OK" I licked it myself several times then reached out and took hold of my new sex toy and caressed her young body as my lips found hers again.

A half hour later I was ready to cum again and I thought that she was ready too. I lay on my back and positioned Kimmy on top of me and told her that when she was ready for the best feeling in the world, to slide her ass down onto my throbbing dick.

She was kissing me and inching her way down, I guided my cock to the entrance to her young, virgin love canal. She jumped a bit at first but settled down as the pressure increased and I slowly pressed into her snatch. I stopped at her hymen and whispered: "Are you ready?"

"Yeeee... oh" she said as I gave a mighty thrust and punched her ticket. I held her ass as I pumped in and out of her tight little hole. I felt her backing off as I thrust into her. I rolled over, and pressing her body against the bed I gave her I deep thrust and held it in her and asked how it felt.

"Too, Too, big. too much..." Kimmy gasped out. “It’s going too far up inside me. I can’t take…..ooohhhhh! It’s way up inside me!”

I told her how good it felt and that she would feel good to if she would relax and enjoy it. I increased the pumping and shifted a hand and started playing with her asshole.

She gasped, then chuckled and then she spread her legs more giving me unrestricted access to her young anus. Faster and faster. Then slower but with deeper strokes.

Kimmy was beside herself with pleasure now and I felt her young vagina muscles clench my cock like it had never been clenched before.

She gave a little cry and shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure poured over her willing body. She came for about 5 minutes as I kept pumping and poking my finger into her ass.

Finally, I started to come for my second time that morning and plowed into her pussy as hard as I could. My sperm gushed up inside her, filling her so full it started to squish out of her around my pumping cock.

Finished. we both collapsed in exhaustion. We fucked several more times that morning. Kimmy took so much of my sperm inside her that it ran out in a steady stream down both of her legs.

When she got up to walk to the bathroom, she left a trail of globs of sperm on the floor with every step she took.

We then broke for lunch and I fucked some more cum into her, as well as making her drink another load of my sperm..

That night, as we were both getting into bed in the basement, I told her how much I liked fucking her and making her feel good.

I told her that I didn't want to hurt her anymore, but that until I got either her or her two friends to confess and tell me where the stuff was, I would have to continue to hurt her as much as I disliked it.

She began to cry and ask me not to hurt her any more. she would do anything to help but she just didn't know anything. She promised to take my cock inside her all I wanted and to take my sperm into her pussy and drink it until her belly was full, if only I wouldn’t hurt her.

"You know the worst thing Kimmy? The worst thing is that your two friends are out there laughing because they know that they've gotten away with it."

Kimmy just continued to cry as I rocked her to sleep.

The Shoplifter Part 3

The next morning I woke Kimmy up early, I had to go to the hardware store to prepare for that week. I had been laying next to Kimmys young and sexy 12 year old body. She was asleep, snuggled into me and I just rolled her over, and started pushing my cock into her tight little pussy.

She was a bit startled and it took a little while for her juices to start flowing enough to make my forced? entrance possible. We fucked for over an hour and Kimmy came a least 3 times. Finally, I rolled off of her and told her that today I wanted answers.

Kimmy started crying and saying that she really don't know what happened to my stuff. I just took her by the arm and walked her to the computerized torture table. The one she had experienced already.

She tried to pull away and she was screaming now as I twisted her arm behind her and pushed her onto the table. I wrapped the wide waist strap around her, then I turned her over so that she was on her back.

I then tightened the strap and just watched her for a moment. "I want to know where my stuff is. Those bitches and you know where it is. NOW TELL ME!" I shouted.

"I, I Don't knowwww, No! No!" Kimmy cried as I grabbed her left arm and proceeded to strap it down.

"Where did you and your friends hide my stuff? "I asked as I strapped her other arm down.

"I don't kn.. They aren't my friends. I don't know them."

"Wrong answer" I said as I produced the vaginal cavity probe.

"Oh no! NO!" she screamed as I tied her legs to eyebolts in the ceiling. "No! no! don't put that thing in me!.. PLEASE!" Kimmy cried as I put KY jelly along it's length.

12 year old Kimmy had her trim upper body strapped to the table while her slender legs were lifted up, exposing her cunt to what ever I wanted it for.

I enjoyed her panic attack immensely but then I told her: "Now, you just calm down. It's not that bad, in fact, I think a slut like you might enjoy this just a little bit. Shall we see?"

With that I touched the tip of the probe to her vagina and gently pressed the probe 1/4 way into her sweet womanhood. I pulled it back, then pressed it forward as I invaded her pussy again and again. I kept this up until I saw that her pussy juices were starting to flow.

"How does it feel?" I asked as I continued to rape this child with the probe.

"O, OK." She gasped as her hips moved slightly with the rhythm. I moved a hand to her breast and took hold of her nipple. I started firmly squeezing her nipple as I slid the probe in and out.

"How does this feel honey?" I asked as I increased pressure on her tender young breast.

"It HURTS!" she gasped as I continued to invade her body.

"Just think about your pussy and how good it feels down there. Let go of your tit. Let me have the rest of your body while you concentrate on the good feelings down in your snatch. OK?" I said as I squeezed harder on her tity. "Oh, it hurts. the pain, It hurts" She said as I reached over to the computer and turned the vibrator in the probe on. "OHHHH!" she gasped as the vibrations stimulated her pussy. "Ohhh!" She breathed as I pinched her nipple as hard as I could. She was moaning with pleasure now as I pumped the probe into her willing body.

I reached over and took a few alligator clips and began attaching them to both of her nipples. She would stiffen as they clamped down, but I would turn up the vibrator and thrust it farther into her snatch. Pretty soon I slowed down on the pumping and watched her face as she dealt with both pleasure and pain at the same time.

I turned the probe down to it's lowest setting, I then released her legs from the ceiling and placed a wooden block into the slot in the table. I then pressed the dildo up against this to keep in her snatch while I strapped her lovely legs into place. Kimmy lay there, breathing deeply, feeling the pain from her nipples and the pleasure from the probe.

Her hips started grinding against the probe as I unclipped the alligator clamps from her breasts. I licked her nipples and ran my hands all around them as she adjusted to this new situation.

"Now, keep concentrating on the good feelings and this won't be so bad, OK?" I told my soon to be S&M kitten.

I pulled up a chair and sat down as I watched Kimmys reaction to the probe. I turned it up a bit and started placing larger clips to her hard nipples.

"OH!, OH! that HURTS. it hurts! stop!" She cried.

"Just think about your pussy honey." I told her as I placed another clamp slowly onto her left nipple. "OH! ohhh!, oohhhh!" she said as I turned up the vibrator and attached a third clamp to the same nipple. I adjusted the vibrator as she pressed herself into it. All the while I'm placing more clamps to her tender young breasts.

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