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Subject: FAITH 1/2
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                                    FAITH


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

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





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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "Faith Myer", the girl sobbed.

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

        "Chastity."

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

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

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

        Faith nodded.  "Where?"

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

        "Know what it's called?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "WHERE ELSE, FAITH?"

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

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

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

        Jack was loving every second of this.  Such power!

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

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

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

        "E-Eleven", Faith sobbed.

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

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

        "You want to live?  Huh?"

        "Yes!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "I won't."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        Faith shook her head.  "No..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "How old is she?"

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

        "What's her name?"

        "Behfcky."

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

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

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

                           End of Faith--Part 1 of 2






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                  Faith--Part 2 of 2

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

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

        Jack liked her because she wasn't able to
tell anyone 
what
        he did to her.  She didn't react to much of anything--nor

       could she do anything for herself.  She ate if fed, went to
    
   the bathroom but somebody had to wipe her.  Otherwise she'd
       
just l
ay around and do nothing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "No", she answered softly.

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

        A few minutes later she announced she was
dressed.  He

        looked her over, admiring the way the rubber pants hugged
    
   her tiny middle and slender hips.  Grabbing her arm, he took
       
her into the bathroom.

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

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

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

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

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

        Shaking, Faith pushed harder.  Not
satisified with her
        progress, Jack reached around and gave her
hand a shove.

        She screamed and nearly fell as the tampon's plastic
       
applicator tore her tender hymen in half.

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

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

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

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

       
"Last night", Faith admitted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

        Faith
immediately quieted down.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

        "No way, cunt. 
You're a
ll mine."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

      
 "Yeah, that's t
errific", he chuckled.  "Real good."

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


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

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

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

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

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

        He slipped the neck of the jelly
tube into her tiny
        sphincter and squeezed, filling her insides
with the gooey

        stuff.  Faith squirmed as it entered her, her sobs softening
 
      but sounding no less frightened.  When the tube was empty,
      
 Jack stood up, spread her tiny asscheeks, and put the head
        of
his co
ck at her opening.

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

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

