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                       ***** WARNING *****

     The following text file contains sexual situations which
may not meet every one's reading expectations.  If you are
offended by Children having sex, Children having sex with other
children, incest, B&D,  S&M or Children being tortured.  Then
you will want to exit this file right now and DELETE IT
IMMEDIATELY, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!

     You will not hurt my feelings if this type of material
offends you and you delete it from your system.



If you are a really twisted fuck, then read on and enjoy the
story.

This story is a fantasy written for ADULT entertainment only. If
you don't want children harmed by this material, then do not
show it to them.  Any endeavor to reenact or reproduce any of
these stories in real life may be illegal or carry certain
restrictions. For example: In some parts or South America and
Africa you would need parental consent before doing many of the
thing depicted in this story. In other countries you would not
need parental consent as long as you worked for the government
or military. The Author, of course knows the difference between
fantasy and reality and assumes no liability for such actions.

             

                         WARNING!!!!

     This story, in 10 parts is about a young (12 yr.) girl who
is abducted by a stranger. She is then systematically tortured
for several weeks. She then joins with her abuser in a classic
example of  "Embracing the corrupter" Together they capture 
more children (5 yr.. to 17 yr..) and torture them to death.  As
of the 10th chapter they now have 4 children working together
abducting, raping, torturing and discarding young bodies as fast
as they can process them. You may feel that this is an EXTREMELY
sick story so if this description doesn't sound like your cup of
tea. Delete it immediately! - The Ripper		ripper2@hotmail.com





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
and 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 and pulse 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. 
Kimmys 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. "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.

1/2 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. 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 kissing 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.

Finished. we both collapsed in exhaustion. We fucked several
more times that morning. We then broke for lunch and fucked some
more. 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. "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.



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