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It was a crisp Tuesday morning near the end of June; Brad woke up as he always did at 6:47 AM. When the alarm went off, he rolled over and kissed his wife Natalie on the cheek, apologizing for waking her and telling her to go back to sleep. He took a quick shower and went to the kitchen to have his usual breakfast cereal. His 13-year-old daughter Lily woke up at 7:00 AM and usually joined him by the time he was starting his cereal. They would talk about their day, the weather; she would regale him with stories of the latest TikTok videos. Brad never cared about TikTok or whatever other social media trends were exciting the kids, but he could happily listen to Lily talk about them for hours. He found it endearing how excited she got about such simple things, and he knew at her age he should feel lucky she was even talking to him at all. When their son Kyle was about 13 or 14, he started to almost never leave the room and barely spoke to anyone except his friends. Brad expected Lily would be going through a similar phase sooner or later and had decided to make an effort to appreciate any interactions he was able to have with her before then.
At 7:35 he kissed Lily goodbye and then kissed Natalie goodbye as she was just leaving the bedroom, having woken up at her own alarm at 7:30. He walked to his car, waving to the sweet elderly lady across the street who always sat on her porch with her coffee every morning this time of year. Then he got into his car and drove off to work, just like any other weekday. The drive to work was pretty average as well, although he seemed to have slightly better than average timing for the green lights. Everything was the same as it ever was until he got to the Sycamore Street intersection and took a left rather than a right. So maybe a few things were different from the norm after all; he also wasn’t going into work today. Unfortunately, his daughter had suddenly become very ill, and he needed to take at least a few days off from work, maybe even the full week—he’d told them. Brad had almost never taken a sick day in the 28 years he’d worked there, so nobody questioned it when he finally felt the need to do so for his daughter. He was allowed to take as much time as he needed.
He drove for quite a while, which was also somewhat unusual for him; he never saw much reason to go too far from his home. But he had to admit this was a lovely scenic route compared to driving through the city to work—it was nice to see all the trees and fields and get a sense of nature again if only for a few minutes. The oldies rock station played several of his favorites along the way too, making the drive all the better for it, and the sun was shining bright. The day may have started out like any other day, but it was quickly developing into something quite special for Brad. At 8:52 he pulled up next to the gate of an abandoned mobile home park and stepped out of the car.
He unlocked the gate, which he had locked with a padlock just yesterday after breaking off the original a couple of days prior. There were trees all around the place and plenty of birds singing; he whistled “Stairway to Heaven” as he walked toward the small red building at the far end of the park. His cock was straining hard against his jeans as he unlocked another padlock he’d installed on the door and stepped inside. He closed the door and locked it behind him again. Then he carefully took off his clothes and folded them up neatly, placing them on a chair, as he stood naked, enjoying the warm breeze from the broken windows, he stretched his arms wide, feeling every muscle tense up and then relax.
He took a couple of deep breaths, enjoying the fresh air out here. He looked down at himself; the one muscle that wasn’t relaxed right now was the one between his legs, still sticking out a good 6.5 inches in front of him. He was in pretty good shape for a man of 56; he still had a flat stomach and some pretty good muscle definition in his arms and legs. His chest was very hairy, and so were his arms and legs. He did keep his pubic hair trimmed very short because he thought it looked better. Natalie had been pretty suspicious of him when he had first started doing that; she no doubt thought he was cheating on her. In a way, he supposed she hadn’t been entirely wrong, though he never physically cheated on her; he did enjoy getting on cam with girls he met on the Internet. He always felt it was just a little harmless fun though, and it wasn’t really cheating if they never even met him.
The house was completely quiet; all you could hear for miles around were the birds singing happily in the trees outside. He stepped into the bedroom where he found Kimberly asleep on the bed. He stood and admired her for a moment; she was completely naked, thin but shapely, and just perfect for him in every way. That round little ass drove him wild; her sexy smooth pussy, the flat chest, those pretty red lips that were just made to be wrapped around a nice hard cock. Right now, the lips were instead wrapped around a ball gag she’d been wearing since yesterday, both of her wrists were handcuffed to the bed. She had apparently pissed herself overnight; the mattress was soaked, and it smelled terrible.
He wasn’t really sure why he had grabbed her; it had been sort of a spur-of-the-moment thing. Something he had thought of doing for years but always told himself he never would. He always knew he was a pedophile, of course, ever since he first started noticing girls. He never paid attention to the girls in class that were developing breasts like his friends; he paid much more attention to the girls that didn’t. In his teens, it wasn’t much of an issue—even at 17 or 18 dating an underdeveloped 14-year-old wasn’t that big a deal. As he got into his 20s, he thought that part of his life was behind him; he was a good person and he would never intentionally harm a child. Through most of his 20s and 30s, he’d dated plenty of adult women; sure, they were usually younger than he was but never criminally so. He’d met Natalie whom he loved deeply and they had gotten married; he never thought of cheating on her although he couldn’t always keep his eyes off the younger girls. Natalie had the perfect body for him, tiny and petite with an almost flat chest; he had insisted on her shaving her pussy ever since they started having sex. At the time, if you just saw her from the neck down, she could have easily passed for 12.
They’d had a kid and everything was great; besides looking at girls whenever he was out somewhere, he mostly kept his desires in check. Then they had another kid, a girl; he told himself he would of course never do anything inappropriate with her, but that barely lasted more than a couple of months. He would rub her pussy a little bit when changing her diapers at first, then he would lick it occasionally, finally he would jerk himself off and cum all over her; none of those things seemed to upset her, if anything she seemed to mostly enjoy them. But as she got older, he had to stop it; she would start to talk eventually, and he wouldn’t want her saying anything to Natalie. This went on for about a year when he finally decided it was time to stop, but he found his desires were stronger than ever. Luckily the Internet gave him an easy outlet for it; he met young girls on various chat sites and would jerk off for them, and sometimes got them to show him a little bit too.
That had been fine and enjoyable for him for many years now, but something changed recently; he thought it was connected to Lily going through puberty. She was getting her period and started developing breasts, and he felt like he had missed his chance. He thought the feeling would pass eventually, but he suddenly found other girls not just a pleasant thing to take a quick peek at, but now they were downright distracting; he couldn’t take his eyes off them and his mind was swarmed by thoughts of everything he wanted to do to them.
When he had spotted Kimberly yesterday for a moment he thought it actually was Lily; she looked exactly as Lily did 2 or 3 years ago. Long blonde hair, perfect little frame, same cute tiny round ass. He kept telling himself he never intended for this to happen and it had just been a quick snap decision, but he still had kept the tools in the back of his car for months: the duct tape, zip ties, ball gags, handcuffs, and of course the bottle of dog tranquilizers he’d acquired more than 6 months ago. And he had been coming to the abandoned mobile home park for a couple of weeks now just to look around. But all the while he told himself he would never actually act on the thoughts he kept having, and maybe he wouldn’t have, had Kimberly not looked just so perfect in the tiny pencil skirt and pink tank top that kept riding up her back, showing that smooth creamy skin, as she walked down that empty street.
When he parked the car and got out, walking a few paces behind her, he still told himself he wasn’t actually going to do anything. He had just been curious as he sat in the car; she looked so much like Lily, he wanted to know if she smelled like her too. Walking behind her the smell was just as he remembered Lily smelling at that age. Maybe he would have stopped there and been satisfied to know that, but of course she just had to bend down right in front of him to pick up something on the ground. He barely noticed she had stopped and almost poked his crotch right into her ass, but managed to stop himself just in time. Then something came over him; he grabbed her and stuffed a cloth in her mouth and put the duct tape over it to keep her quiet as he quickly rushed her back to the car.
He wasn’t really sure anymore why he had been carrying a piece of duct tape just the right length to cover her mouth, but it was a good thing he had it when he got the sudden urge to grab her. In the car he had grabbed the zip ties that were prepared in the back seat for some reason and tied her hands and feet; she had kicked him really hard in the stomach and chest but he managed to subdue her without violence. He needed to preserve her perfect beauty.
He had driven her straight to the mobile home park and stripped her clothes off, then he handcuffed her to the bed; she was mostly crying and screaming when he took her gag out but he did manage to learn her name was Kimberly and she was 10 years old before he put the ball gag in her mouth. He would have raped her right then but he had to get home or Natalie might start asking questions. So instead he had gone home to have a perfectly normal evening with his wife and daughter.
Kimberly lay on the piss-soaked mattress, still looking almost perfect; her wrists were pretty badly bruised from struggling against the handcuffs; it was unfortunate, but Brad was willing to overlook that minor imperfection for now. He knew this meant he’d probably need to find someone else eventually; he wanted to have a perfect experience with a perfect girl to get everything out of his system. Now because this stupid little bitch couldn’t stop herself from damaging her body someone else would have to pay for it. If nothing else at least it made him feel less bad about what he was about to do; clearly this girl didn’t care at all about who she was putting at risk through her behavior.
Brad kicked the bed hard, waking up Kimberly from her peaceful slumber. Seeing him standing at the foot of the bed, naked with his erection protruding angrily out in front of him she started crying again. She also started struggling against the handcuffs, doing further damage to her perfect little body, and making Brad feel more angry towards her. “Stop struggling; you’re just hurting yourself!” he snarled at her. Clearly next time he’d need something softer to tie the girl up with so she couldn’t do this sort of damage to herself. Kimberly was trying to tell him something but he couldn’t make out any words through the gag in her mouth, and he didn’t really care what she had to say anyway.
He went to the other room, grabbing a handful of zip ties, and started fastening her legs to the corners of the bed; he’d allowed her to have her legs free overnight but now he needed unobstructed access to that pussy. He had to use multiple interlocking zip ties to reach the corner of the bed; it was impractical and would probably snap them eventually but it would do for now. She didn’t seem to have a lot of strength to really tear at them right now anyway.
Once he had her tied up, he stood back, admiring the slit between her legs; at least she hadn’t managed to ruin that; other than it being soaked in piss all night it still looked perfect. The lips were a little fuller than he remembered Lily’s being at that age but then he never really got too close a look at Lily naked at that age so he could be mistaken. He walked to the side of the bed and leaned in, letting one hand caress the fat little cunt lips; Kimberly tried to close her legs, straining against the zip ties. Twisting her legs she was almost able to cover herself but not entirely. The ties weren’t ideal obviously but they did the job well enough for now.
“I’m going to fuck you soon,” he told her. “Do you know what fucking is?” Kimberly shook her head. To his surprise he felt a little disappointed by that; he wanted her to be pure and innocent, but apparently he wanted her to know enough to understand what he was about to do to her as well. She would learn soon enough though. He had wanted to taste that sweet little pussy before he fucked her, but after soaking in cold piss all night he didn’t really want to put his mouth on it anymore; he didn’t have anything to clean her with so instead he just climbed onto the bed and lay on top of her. He looked right into her face as his cock started poking against her pussy; he loved how smooth and soft it felt, but it was also entirely dry which might cause some problems.
As he started applying pressure against the tiny fuckhole Kimberly’s eyes grew large and wide and he could hear her trying to get words or screams out past the gag. He felt like he was making no progress; he spit into his hand and rubbed them hard into her pussy then leaned back on his knees between her legs. He spread the fat little lips with one hand and aimed his cock at the exposed hole with the other. Seeing the difference in sizes excited him incredibly, his fat cock right next to that pin-sized hole and knowing he’d be feeling it’s tightness and warmth soon.
Kimberly was staring at him with panicked wide eyes and tears streaming down her face; there were a lot of muffled noises coming through the ball gag. He could feel her whole body trembling, and she was starting to hyperventilate. He spread the little pussy wide open and pushed his cock against the tiny hole; Kimberly was trying to scream from the pain, but the gag was still able to muffle most of it. He felt the little hole start to expand slightly as he pushed against it. He pulled back much to Kimberly’s relief as she lay panting heavily afterward. He spit on her pussy and rubbed it in once more then spread it open again and pushed his cock against it. Her back arched up, and she cried out in pain again as he pushed harder than before against the immature little hole. He pulled back again and gave the side of her stomach a hard whack with the palm of his hand, “Just lay fucking still and relax, you stupid bitch!” He could have been inside her already if she didn’t try to make things so fucking difficult.
“Are you going to lay still?” he asked. She nodded in agreement, but he was pretty sure she was going to keep struggling. He spit on her pussy once more before spreading it open and pushing his cock against it; this time, he felt it start to really give way, but of course, Kimberly arched her back and cried out again as soon as he felt the hole widening for him. He slapped her face hard and told her once more to just stay fucking still. When he pressed his cock against her this time, she lasted a little longer, and he thought his cock was finally going to make it inside; he felt the small opening getting wider and wider, and he would say the very very tip of his cock had at least made it inside. But again, she arched her back up pulling away from his cock. He put a hand flat on her stomach and pushed her back down, which took a surprising amount of force.
Holding her pressed down against the bed like this enabled him to finally push against her, and he felt his cock make more progress; she was also having trouble breathing, but that was a secondary issue to him right now. She could breathe once his cock had made it into her. Besides, he could tell she was still getting small gasps of air, so it’s not like she was about to die. He grabbed tightly around his cock; he was a little worried it might snap as he pushed harder, but eventually, he felt the little hole give way, and with one final thrust, he felt the full head of his cock slide into her. He groaned in pain and pleasure as he entered her; he’d never felt his cock squeezed quite like that before. Kimberly screamed surprisingly loud through the gag; he slapped her face again and told her to stay fucking quiet.
Leaning back, he was able to admire the sight of her bloodied little cunt wrapped around the full girth of his cock. It was squeezing him so hard he felt like the tip of his dick might explode—and not in the good way. Grabbing onto her slender little hips, he started pushing into her again and pulling out a little then pushing again, getting slowly deeper and deeper inside. Kimberly’s wrists were bleeding pretty badly by now; nothing life-threatening but something to keep an eye on for sure.
He reached about 2 inches inside of her when he started feeling resistance from the opposite side, and Kimberly started screaming against the gag even louder; he kept pushing deeper; he knew he probably couldn’t get his whole cock inside, but he wanted as much as possible. By the time he reached 3 inches, the force pushing back on him seemed unable to move back any further, and he decided this was probably her limit. He pulled back and pushed deep inside her again making her cry out a protracted wail, then he started to thrust inside her very vigorously. Her cries became an annoying droning sound in his head. He slapped her again hard and fast, but she still just kept making that fucking sound. Like she was intentionally trying to prevent him from enjoying himself.
He wasn’t about to let her win though; he pounded her pussy harder. The droning wails turned into sharper little yelps with every thrust, still annoying but less so. He leaned down to suck on her nipples; he so loved flat girl chests. He sucked and licked and bit both nipples, grabbing the other one with his hand to pinch and pull. The little cunt was weakening by now; the pressure on his cock was a lot less painful, at least it was less painful to him. Kimberly seemed to be in just as much pain as ever. It’s not that he particularly enjoyed inflicting pain on her; he just knew there was no way to avoid it so why bother trying? If she had just been able to behave and not try to ruin this experience for him, maybe she would have been the only girl he’d have to do this to.
He was going to make sure she knew it too; he was a good person, and he had tried to resist this urge for as long as possible. When he couldn’t resist it anymore, the least he could do was try to minimize the damage he would have to do, but then this little bitch decided to ruin everything. He felt an intense anger inside, not just for himself but for the next girl he would have to do this to; she could have been saved if Kimberly hadn’t been such a stupid little cunt. He didn’t even notice his thrusting picking up speed and force; he was ramming his cock inside her with every thrust almost knocking the wind out of her completely. He leaned down over her grabbing a fistful of her hair and holding her in place as he started growling, “This is all your fault, you fucking bitch.” “You deserve this for the way you’ve been acting.” “You just ruin the lives of everyone around you.” When he felt his orgasm coming, he pressed her face hard up against his sweaty chest hair as he punched his cock into her pussy three more times then felt the wonderful release wash over him as his cock pulsed again and again shooting his sperm all over the insides of her battered little cunt.
He lay on top of her panting for a minute feeling her just weeping against his chest, then he noticed something new in the room; it stank terribly, more so than it had before. He climbed off her to see that she had shit on the bed. He wasn’t sure when it had happened, but it was definitely while he fucked her. He looked at her with utter disgust in his eyes, “You’re just a filthy fucking animal, aren’t you?” “If I thought you could behave, I’d make you clean it up!” She looked back at him with an expression that encompassed so many emotions at once: fear, anger, shame, confusion, disgust. It was almost impressive seeing that many different things at once.
“Well, if you want to live in your own filth, I might as well help make you more comfortable.” He said with a grin. Then he took aim with his cock and started pissing on her, first her stomach, up over her chest, finally her face and hair. He laughed as she started retching and gagging; kind of hoping she’d throw up, he wanted to see what would happen if she threw up with the ball gag in her mouth. Sadly, she managed to keep everything down, or maybe it was forced back down by the ball gag. “Does that feel better?” he asked laughing. She shook her head just a little but didn’t try to respond otherwise. “Just can’t please some people.” He concluded as he left the room.
He stepped back into the front room, closing the door behind him. The warm breeze through the broken windows felt incredible on his naked body; the bedroom had no windows and it made the air feel so oppressive in there. He walked outside, still naked, to feel the sun. He thought about just laying down in the grass for an hour but he had other plans for now. He grabbed his pants off the chair and rummaged through the pockets, finding a couple of napkins. He wiped his cock off and wiped off a bit of shit that had smeared on his knee. He tossed the napkins on the ground and put his clothes back on before walking back toward his car whistling “Dust in the Wind”.
He drove to a small town a few miles down the road; he had to get a little shopping done. The store was pretty much empty, so he took his time walking around looking at everything. He finally picked up a few bottles of water, a couple of cans of Pepsi and 2 ham and cheese sandwiches. Near the register, he noticed and picked up a box of wet wipes too. He small-talked with the pretty, young cashier for a couple of minutes and finally asked if there were any stores nearby that sold ropes; she directed him to another town about 10 miles away that would have a better selection of that sort of thing. He thanked her and went on his way.
The next little town over was definitely much more like an actual town with real stores. He found a hardware store and managed to get some good, strong ropes that would be pretty soft and not leave marks and scratches according to the employee he had asked. Of course, he had said he needed to move some furniture that he had to tie down but he figured if the rope wouldn’t leave marks and scratches on wood it would probably be pretty good on skin as well. Noticing a pet store on the other side of the street, he had another brilliant idea; he bought a dog collar and a nice strong faux leather leash. He also bought a food bowl, a can of dog food and a couple of chew toys.
At a pharmacy, he bought a few bandages for Kimberly’s wrists. It almost seemed like a waste since the damage was already done, but at least he could maybe prevent her from making things worse. He didn’t want to come back tomorrow and find she’d bled out all over the bed. Once he was satisfied he had pretty much everything he would need, he drove back to the mobile home park. He parked in the usual spot and grabbed the bag with everything from the passenger seat. As he walked back to the small red building, he was whistling “Free Bird”.
Back inside, he once again removed all his clothes, folded it up neatly and placed it on the chair before he entered the bedroom. His cock was already hard again. Kimberly jumped as he walked back in; he hardly acknowledged her presence. He placed the dog bowl on the floor, put a couple of bottles of water on a moldy old dresser and placed the wet wipes next to them. He took out the can of dog food and popped it open, pouring the contents into the bowl. It smelled pretty awful but no worse than the room already smelled. Finally, he walked over to Kimberly and put the dog collar around her neck and then left the room, closing the door behind him. He grabbed 2 wooden chairs and carried them outside. He placed a couple of bottles of water and the 2 sandwiches on one of them then sat down in the sun and started eating.
He would have preferred to eat in front of Kimberly but he didn’t really want to eat in the bedroom the way it smelled right now. But sitting here nude in the sun wasn’t a bad option either. He finished one sandwich and a bottle of water before going back to check on Kimberly. He brought the bandages, rope and leash with him. He hooked the leash onto the collar and told her, “I’m going to untie you now; if you try to run I’ll beat you half to death.” She didn’t try to say anything, just nodded to show she understood. He untied her feet first and then tied them together with a length of rope to stop her from running very fast if she tried. He carefully untied one of her hands and applied the bandage to the, by now, pretty deep cut. Then he tied the rope around her wrist before doing the same to the other hand. Her hands and feet were now mostly free, just about a foot of rope connected both of her hands and both of her feet allowing a little movement but not enough to pose a threat.
Grabbing the leash, he tugged on it lightly, “Get up, girl.” She stood up in front of him, “No, down!” he ordered and pushed her down onto her hands and knees. “Good girl,” he said with an amused smile on his face. On her hands and knees like that, he was really glad he’d bought the wet wipes. Her ass was caked in shit from lying on it for so long. He grabbed a handful of them and roughly wiped most of it off her ass; she was cowering through most of it but didn’t seem to object too much. Kneeling down by her face, he asked her, “If I remove the gag from your mouth do you promise not to scream?” She nodded aggressively, clearly dying to give her jaw a rest. “If you try to scream I’m going to choke you until you’re quiet, understood?” She nodded aggressively again.
He carefully released the gag in her mouth, pulling it down around her neck. She didn’t make a sound; just quickly closed her mouth and moved her jaw around. Brad stood back up and looked down at her. “Are you hungry, bitch?” She nodded and started crying, “I just wanna go home, please!” He just answered her with an “mhmm” and then led her over to the bowl of dog food by the leash. She took one sniff and shook her head. “That’s what you get. If you don’t want it you can starve.” He watched her stick out her tongue and carefully take a small taste of some of the sauce, then spit it back out in a hurry. He knelt down behind her, admiring the cute little ass and smooth cunt on display back there, “It’s got everything you need to survive; if you wanna live I’m sure you can get it down.” “You got until I finish back here to decide, then you’re going back on the bed.” Kimberly was weeping, unable to comprehend what was happening to her. “Finish with what?” she finally asked.
Just then, he pressed his cock up against her pussy and her entire body tensed up much to his enjoyment. He tried to gently ease it in thinking it would be easier this time; it was easier but definitely not easy. He still had to give one big shove eventually to get the head to plop inside. Kimberly screamed like a stuck pig so he shoved her head into the bowl of dog food. He rapidly picked up speed, loving the way her pussy felt in this position. He seemed to be getting slightly deeper inside her now. Kimberly kept bawling saying he was hurting her. Any time he got too sick of her whining, he’d shove her back into the dog food and tell her to “Just fucking eat!” He almost regretted ever putting that ball gag in her mouth when she started sobbing and calling out “I want my mom!” That made his cock throb like crazy. “Your mommy doesn’t wanna see you anymore,” he told her, “That’s why she gave you to me.” Kimberly was sobbing uncontrollably and he fucked her harder than before. By now, she was just letting her head rest into the bowl of dog food seemingly giving up completely.
Maybe if you hadn’t been such a terrible daughter, I wouldn’t have to do this to you.” He panted excitedly at her. She was barely screaming now, just crying loudly with some yelps every time he bottomed out inside that tight little cunt. “Maybe if you learn to be a good bitch, your mommy will take you back someday.” He tried to get some more life into her. She seemed to not even be hearing him anymore. He was beyond caring by now; he was closing in on another amazing orgasm in her tight preteen cunt. This was everything he had dreamed of for so many years and always denied himself. When the orgasm finally came, he grabbed her shoulders, pulling her into his thrusting cock with all his strength; that certainly got some life back into her, and she screamed in pure, delicious agony. He felt like his cock would never stop spurting; it was even more intense than the first time. He couldn’t wait to rape her asshole as well. He licked a finger and forced it into the little pink hole between her soft round cheeks. She didn’t scream from that but let out a wonderfully uncomfortable grunt instead.
He pulled out of her and stood back up, towering over her. “I guess you don’t want food then.” He said and took one of the tranquilizers and a bottle of water. “Open your mouth, bitch!” She did as he commanded, and he put a pill in her mouth and put the bottle to her lips. She might have resisted eating for now but drank the entire bottle down eagerly. “Good girl.” He told her then dragged her back to the bed by the leash. She wouldn’t climb into bed herself, so he had to lift her up. He put the gag back in her mouth and tied up her arms and legs to each corner of the bed again, but with ropes this time rather than handcuffs and zip ties. Then he pissed on her again, getting the mattress even more drenched; she barely reacted to it this time, only trying to move her face away when he aimed the stream right at it.
He left the bedroom and closed the door behind him, telling her “I’ll see you tomorrow, bitch.” He put his clothes back on and picked up the remaining sandwich and bottle of water then headed back to the car whistling “Hotel California,” laughing to himself a little as he sang “You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.” The drive home was pretty uneventful; the sun a little less bright in the sky, the songs not quite up to snuff on the radio, but pretty much the way it always was.
He got home, Natalie asked how his day had been, Lily was excitedly telling him about yet another incomprehensible TikTok video she had seen, and he had a pretty average evening with them. The only real difference came late into the evening when he managed to convince Natalie to have sex off schedule. He needed that extra release because all day Natalie kept talking about that poor sweet little girl that was missing and talking about how horrible it was to not feel safe here anymore; she was very concerned that Lily might have been or would be targeted someday. Brad assured her Lily would be fine of course. Then he had made her suck his cock and he watched as she lovingly sucked and licked every inch of the cock that mere hours earlier had been buried in Kimberly’s innocent little cunt.
The next morning he went through his usual routine again: woke up, showered, breakfast with Lily, headed to work, and took a wrong turn on Sycamore Street again. The sun was bright and warm as he arrived at the mobile home park once more; he decided he would try to enjoy the nice weather a bit more today. As he walked to the small red building in the distance, he started whistling “Mr. Blue Sky”; he was feeling better than he had in years. Natalie had even commented that he seemed more present and affectionate; she might not have liked the way it happened but she was certainly enjoying the effects of it.
Walking inside, he once more took off his clothes, folded them all neatly and placed them on the chair before he entered the bedroom. Kimberly wasn’t asleep today, and she let out a little shriek as he opened the door. “Good morning, Kimberly.” He cheerfully announced; she didn’t seem to agree but wasn’t able to respond unfortunately. “He looked down at the bowl of uneaten dog food, “Are you hungry yet?” he asked with a smile. She nodded slowly, “Hungry enough to eat what you’re given?” This time she shook her head instead. “That’s okay, you can starve yourself to death if you’d like.” He hooked the leash onto her collar again and untied her arms and legs each time retying the ropes between them so she wouldn’t be able to swing at him or try to run. Not that she seemed to be putting up much of a fight anymore, he was unsure if he’d broken her spirit or if she was just exhausted.
Luckily for him, it didn’t really matter; he yanked the leash to get her to crawl out of bed. There was more piss and shit on the bed today, and that sexy little ass was covered in it again. He led her over to the dressed on her hands and knees again and cleaned her up as best he could with the wipes. “I’m going to be fucking your ass today.” He informed her to no response. Since she didn’t want to eat there was no reason to take out her ball gag so he left it in for now; as much as he’d like to fuck her throat, he didn’t really trust her enough to put his dick near her teeth yet.
He walked her out of the bedroom for the first time in 2 days and brought her out into the sun; it took a while for her eyes to adjust after 2 days in the windowless room, she was squinting hard as they came out. “It’s a lovely day, don’t you think so, bitch?” he asked her knowing she wasn’t able to answer. He tied her leash to a hook that was attached to the wall of one of the mobile homes near a small patch of green grass. Then he found a lawn chair near another house and brought it over to her and sat down in it, “You can run around here and play for a while.” He told her as he stroked his cock slowly. “If you’re a good little bitch, I can bring you out here every day, then maybe you can stop shitting in your bed.” She glared at him with a hateful look in her eyes; he didn’t pay it any mind at all.
It was a beautiful sunny day, birds were singing, and he had an almost perfect rape toy to play with anytime he wanted. Life couldn’t get much better than this. He sat there for maybe 10 minutes waiting for Kimberly to begin frolicking around like an excited puppy, but it seemed she wasn’t quite in the mood yet. “If you need to take a shit I suggest you do it here before I fuck your ass.” He said walking up next to her. She looked up at him as if trying to determine her next actions based on the look on his face. Then she started to stand up, he swiftly kicked her in the stomach telling her “No, stay on all fours like a good bitch!”
She started crying again, the sound of it was still annoying but at least he took some pleasure in knowing she was crying for her mommy. When she caught her breath again she got back up on her hands and knees, “If you need to piss or shit, you do it like a dog.” He instructed her. He watched as she started straining to force something out; he walked behind her to watch and saw a trickle of piss running out of her cunt. Her pink little asshole seemed to be winking at him with every push, after a couple of minutes she seemed to give up with nothing but a little piss to show for it. “That’s okay, bitch, I don’t care if your ass is full of shit; it’s only going to hurt you more when I fuck it.”
He stood behind her, slowly stroking his cock as she tried once more to force it out. After a minute or so he gave up waiting and knelt down behind her. He let a large glob of spit drop down onto her asshole and rubbed it in with a finger; as the finger explored inside her ass, he could feel the shit inside. He smiled to himself at the thought of forcing all of it back through her bowels with his cock. Pulling his finger out again, he wiped it in her hair leaving a nice brown streak along the normally bright blond color. He took aim with his cock and started pushing it against her sphincter hard; he wasn’t in a mood to waste time today.
Kimberly was groaning and crying against the gag; the sound was starting to annoy him already, “You can keep the noise down; nobody can hear you anyway.” But she wasn’t listening. With a firm grip on her shoulders, he pushed into her again; she let out a long protracted cry of pain but his cock wasn’t budging. “You’re too fucking tight, bitch.” He complained and spit on her asshole once more, rubbing it all around and inside with his finger again. The finger slipped inside easy enough at least; he pushed another finger inside making Kimberly squirm and try to pull away. He punched her hard on the hip with his free hand “Stay fucking still, you cunt.” He snarled at her angrily.
With both fingers inside her up to the second digit, he started to spread the fingers apart. He managed to open it enough to spit in between his fingers right inside Kimberly’s asshole. He pulled the fingers back, wiping them clean in her hair again before starting to force his cock inside once more. It seemed like she was intentionally trying to fight him every step of the way just to limit his pleasure in the moment. He was starting to feel angry. She was such a selfish little cunt; she didn’t deserve him trying to be gentle and careful with her. Here he was trying to not do too much damage to her tiny holes, and the only thanks he got was her whining and crying and making everything difficult.
He worked himself up telling her “The more you fight it, the worse it’s going to get.” But she didn’t care at all, it seemed. “You’re the reason I’m going to have to do this to other girls in the future.” “If you just cooperated, that could have been prevented.” “You’re a selfish little bitch.” The more he spoke the angrier he felt; when he felt ready to punch her in the back of the fucking head, he instead wrapped his hands tight around her waist and pulled her into his cock as he thrust forward, forcing his cock 3 inches inside her asshole with 1 angry stroke. Kimberly let out an impressive howl around the gag. He wanted to take a moment to enjoy the sight of his cock inside her, but the anger inside made him unable to stop and he began thrusting hard and fast deeper and deeper inside her. He could feel the shit inside her bowels moving back and forth with his cock and smearing all around it.
Bits of shit started falling out of her every time he pulled his cock back, but he didn’t care anymore; he only cared about teaching this little bitch a lesson and he wasn’t about to let up regardless of how much of a mess she made. Squeezing both hands around her waist, he could feel everything moving around inside her with every thrust of his cock; it excited him even more. He was pushing and pulling her back and forth so hard her head was bouncing around like a rag doll; if it hadn’t been for the constant droning wail invading his ears, he might have thought she was passed out.
He let out a groaning howl of his own as he finally felt her ass cheeks slap against his stomach and thighs and knew he’d made it fully inside her. But he didn’t stop; he kept punching his cock inside her guts as hard as he could; he wanted to finally enjoy this total victory over her little body that had tried so hard to resist him. “Does it feel good to get raped by a real man’s cock, you little cunt?” he snarled down at her; she didn’t respond just kept on wailing. He hated being ignored, especially by someone so worthless and unworthy of his attention. He grabbed her hair tight and pulled her up against his chest on her knees as he kept ramming her tiny asshole. “I’m going to fuck you till you fucking die, you stupid cunt!” he almost screamed into her ear. “You’ll never see your fucking mommy again!” This time he detected a reaction beyond just the pain of her ass being raped; she tried to twist out of his grip with a much more whining cry.
His cock was getting ready to explode inside her “Your mommy will never even find your corpse when I’m done with you.” He let go of her hair, allowing her to fall back down; she didn’t even try to brace for the fall and her head slammed right into the grass. He kept a tight grip on her hips not letting the rest of her body follow the fall and still kept pounding his cock full force into her again and again. With one final stroke, he pushed deeper than he had yet, forcing every last millimeter of his cock inside that sexy little ass as he started pumping his sperm inside it; as his cock kept spurting load after load, he grabbed her hair again, turning her face over to spit in her eye, “You’re a worthless fucking cunt!” he told her as he pulled his cock out. It was quickly followed by a large almost black piece of shit covered in spunk and blood.
As she lay on the ground still crying hysterically, he picked up the shit and stuffed it into her pussy, fucking her with it for a while. There was still blood trickling out of her asshole as he sat back in his chair; she lay on the grass hardly moving except for the nearly constant shivering she was doing and of course the nearly constant weeping as well. She was getting more and more on his nerves with the constant noises.
After a few minutes when he’d caught his breath, he got up and went back to the house for some water; he half expected her to be trying to run off when he got back, but she was still just laying on the grass where he left her. He drank down a full bottle of water, then had another fun idea. He grabbed Kimberly by the hair and dragged her in front of his chair. He sat back down and released the gag from her mouth; she didn’t try to scream at all to his surprise, just kept on crying. His cock was already getting hard again and was still absolutely covered in shit; he forced her mouth onto it and held her head in place. He felt her crying stop and her eyes got wide, then within seconds she vomited over his cock and his balls. He slapped her face hard “Clean my fucking cunt, you disgusting animal!” he ordered. His cock was fully erect now and he pushed her face down on it again.
She gagged and dry heaved, but apparently there wasn’t much else left in her stomach. He tried really hard to force his cock down her throat, but no matter what he did it just wouldn’t go in. His dick was now covered in shit, vomit, spit, snot, tears, and a little blood from her ass. He felt the only thing missing was piss, so he let a stream escape inside her mouth and watched her swallow most of it. “Thirsty huh?” he laughed down at her. “Guess you’re lucky I drink so much water.” “You can have all the piss you can drink.” She still wasn’t responding, but when he let another quick stream off inside her mouth she again swallowed it down. He kept this up for a minute or two until she had drunk almost the entire contents of his bladder.
She was no longer crying; she seemed too exhausted to do almost anything. When he let go of her head it just slumped down against his thigh with his cock still in her mouth. It pleased him immensely to see her like this; she was completely empty inside, no life in her at all. She had become just a fleshlight for his enjoyment. He took a firm hold of her head and started working it up and down on his throbbing cock. Although it felt amazing to use her like that her mouth was too limp to really get him off. He had to use one hand jerking off his cock while raising and lowering her head by the hair with the other. When the orgasm finally came he pushed his dick as deep as it would go into her mouth and let it spray directly down her throat. She swallowed every drop but still had almost no reaction.
He pushed her back by the head, and she fell into the grass again. He grabbed a bottle of water and used it to wash his dick and balls from her vomit and shit. Then he dragged her by the hair back to the leash and attached it again before walking twenty feet away to another clean patch of grass to lay down in the sun.
Brad woke up with a start; he hadn’t planned on falling asleep, and he had no idea how long he had been out. He quickly made sure Kimberly was still where he left her, and he was quite relieved to see that she was, but also annoyed to see that she was sitting up. Checking his watch, he’d only been asleep for maybe forty-five minutes. He walked over to Kimberly, pushing her back down on the ground with a foot on her shoulder. She didn’t object; she just crawled onto her hands and knees. “Good girl,” he told her. “You’re a bitch, and I expect you to act like one.”
Spreading her ass open, he checked if it was still bleeding, but it seemed to have stopped long ago. “Please, just let me go home,” Kimberly begged weakly. This made his cock start to harden again. “You’re never going back home,” he told her coldly. “You’ll be here with me until I get bored of raping you and then I’m going to kill you.” She started crying again; that annoying fucking sound was even worse without the gag in her mouth. “Shut the fuck up!” he hissed at her, and she actually stopped for a moment. “Sorry,” she whispered softly.
He put the gag back in her mouth and walked off searching for something among the half-ruined buildings and trailers. After about ten minutes, he returned apparently having had no luck in his search. He untied Kimberly and walked her back inside by the leash. Back in the bedroom, he picked her up off the floor and threw her back onto the bed; it was pretty disgusting by now, covered in several days’ worth of piss and shit, and he knew she would try to struggle against it if he asked her to climb up by herself. He tied up her arms but left her legs free for now and left the room. He put his clothes back on and walked back to his car whistling “Don’t Fear the Reaper.”
It was almost thirty minutes to the hardware store he’d gone to buy ropes at the day before. He bought a shovel and some nice work gloves. He also picked up a couple of sandwiches and a few more bottles of water, then he drove back to the mobile home park once again and whistled “A Hard Day’s Night” as he walked back to the house. When he got there, he removed his clothes again and drank a bottle of water before getting to work.
He looked around a bit trying to decide on the best place to start before he finally settled on a shady patch of grass behind the house. He first carefully removed the top layer of grass, putting it aside to cover it up again later. That was the easy part done; he started digging in earnest and pretty soon started feeling exhausted. He figured he’d have to dig at least four or five feet down to be sure no animals would be digging it back up later. Within an hour, he’d made it a bit more than half a foot down, and he was starting to wonder if he should rent a backhoe instead. He gave it another half an hour before he quit for the day; he was pretty satisfied at having made it almost a foot down, although as he got further down the dirt started feeling much harder to dig through.
He went back inside and untied Kimberly from the bed, dragging her back outside to the hole he was digging. “Do you see how much work I have to do because of you?” she just looked confused up at him. He kicked her in the side hard, making her fall over. He knelt down and picked her back up, wasting no time in plunging his cock inside her pussy; it still felt just amazingly tight, but his cock did slide inside much easier by now. It clearly still hurt Kimberly based on the groaning and crying she was doing, but he was too exhausted to care about the annoying sound right now. She had become his fleshlight, and he just had to get off a quick load inside it before he went back home.
Grabbing her firmly around the waist again, he lifted her body off the ground and pulled her back and forth on his cock once again. “I’m gonna bury your corpse in this hole,” he told her, “deep enough that no one will ever find you.” He barely had the energy to taunt her anymore, but he needed to feel that delicious rush of panic from her. He slammed her back against his cock as hard as he could; he wanted to feel his cock buried all the way in her cunt, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t get much more than halfway inside her.
He turned her over on her back without taking his cock out of her. This made her squeal wonderfully for a few seconds, but then it was right back to the wailing. As he started to feel his balls tightening up and knew the orgasm was close, he couldn’t stop himself; he punched her right to the jaw, not as hard as he could but clearly enough to get the desired effect. She stopped wailing and seemed to be knocked out completely. Sadly, he also realized this made her pussy just a little less tight once her body relaxed. A little bit of blood ran down from her mouth but it didn’t look like he’d done serious damage.
Lying on top of her body, he used the full weight of himself to thrust his cock as deep into her as possible, but he still constantly hit something that stopped him from getting all the way inside. He hated her for ruining his enjoyment like that, selfish little bitch, but he was planning to fix that tomorrow. He groped at the flat chest with both hands, gripping the soft flesh around her nipples and squeezing his hands into fists, using that grip to pull her back into his thrusts as he started to cum deep inside her once again.
Obviously, he was no longer a young man; he’d cum three times today, and his cock was already starting to get sore, not to mention the way his whole body was aching from the digging. Kimberly was still out cold when he pulled out of her. He kicked her in the side, and she groaned softly, so at least he knew she wasn’t dead. He took a handful of dirt from the pile he’d been building and stuffed it inside her pussy, then another handful after that until it was completely filled. He wasn’t entirely sure why he did it; he just figured it would feel really uncomfortable for her all night, and that amused him.
Throwing her over his shoulder, he carried her back inside and tossed her onto the bed again. This dislodged a lot of the dirt from her pussy, but he didn’t really care enough to refill it. He tied up her arms and legs as he stood back, checking to make sure he’d remembered to do everything. He pissed on her again, making sure the mattress got well soaked. He closed the door to the bedroom and put his clothes back on, then walked back to his car whistling “Killer Queen.”
Once he got back home, he took a quick shower since he was sweaty from digging, but other than that it was a pretty average evening with Natalie and Lily. He arranged to be watching the evening news while Natalie was giving him a blowjob, and he managed to cum in her mouth while pictures of Kimberly were on the screen. She swallowed his load and looked at the TV. “Isn’t it just awful about that little girl?” she asked. He agreed but encouragingly told her they may still find her. “Maybe she just ran away like some little kids do and couldn’t remember the way home.” He reminded her that both Lily and Kyle had “run away” multiple times when they were younger, but always came back after a few hours. She seemed pretty happy to accept that version of events.
The next morning started out as any other, though Brad felt slightly more agitated than usual. He didn’t think anyone noticed it much. This was going to be a big day for him; he was terribly excited and a little nervous. He’d packed a bag ready with everything he would need today; he just had to get through their little morning ritual and then he’d be on his way. He took his shower, had breakfast with Lily, said goodbye to Natalie, waved to the little elderly lady drinking her coffee, and finally, he was in his car.
He was having a bit more trouble focusing on the driving today. It wasn’t that he was particularly looking forward to what he was doing today; it was just the culmination of everything he had desired for so long and all the stress he had felt about it these past few days. More than anything, he was looking forward to being done with it right now and just getting back to his normal life again. Of course, he knew he’d have to repeat it all someday, hopefully with a girl who didn’t have to fight everything he wanted to do every step of the way, just to try and ruin everything.
Once he arrived at his destination, he parked the car and grabbed the bag from the trunk, walking to the house whistling “Good Vibrations.” Back inside, he took off his clothes, folded it up, and placed it on the chair. He checked in on Kimberly to see that she was awake but barely seemed to notice him. He put her leash back on and untied her, bringing her outside behind the house by the hole and tying her up there. He had planned to get some digging done before he fucked her, but apparently his cock disagreed. He took the gag out of her mouth as she lay in the dirt; there was quite a lot of dried blood on the gag, and it looked like a couple of her teeth were broken. He jammed his cock into her mouth as deep as it would go, still unable to actually force it into her throat, though he did manage to make her gag and dry heave this time. He wished she would have eaten something so he could make her puke, but he still enjoyed the way her body was convulsing.
Holding his cock as deep in her mouth as he could, he grabbed it with a fist and started jerking himself off; his first connecting with her face on every stroke. She tried to move sluggishly away for the first minute or so before she just accepted it. He increased his pace, hitting her face harder and harder. Once he felt little drops of blood landing on his cock from her nose, he gave himself the final push he needed and sprayed his cum deep in her throat once again; she swallowed every drop but otherwise had no reaction to anything he did to her. He pulled his cock from her mouth and slapped her face hard then pushed her off, and she landed on her back in the dirt. He grabbed her arm and pulled her onto her side just so she wouldn’t choke on her own blood yet.
Finally, he could start on the digging; he had to do it in a few shifts about an hour each, taking a good 30-minute break in between each one. He fucked Kimberly’s ass a couple of times during those breaks or just had something to eat or drink. He’d brought a small portable radio in his bag that he set up so he could listen to the classic rock station while he worked. Kimberly mostly just lay motionless staring blankly at nothing in front of her. He thought to himself that he was really doing her quite a favor killing her already; he had initially planned to keep her alive until Friday but wanted to be sure he had enough time to bury her and destroy whatever evidence was left behind.
After almost five hours of backbreaking labor, he finally felt like the hole was deep enough. He sat on the edge of the hole next to Kimberly; he stroked her hair “Looking forward to dying?” he asked with a smile. She didn’t react at all. “Well despite your efforts, I’ve certainly enjoyed abusing you, Kimberly.” She did look up at him when she heard her name but that was about as much reaction as he could get out of her right now.
Tugging at one of her arms, he dragged her into the hole; she tumbled down the side before landing hard on her left shoulder. She barely made a sound beyond the thud. He climbed out of the hole and got his bag, picking out a few things he’d need for the final act. A pair of waterproof coveralls he’d modified slightly with a hole in the crotch allowing his cock and balls out, and a little elastic band along the edge to hopefully keep it pretty snug still. He wasn’t thrilled about having to wear that for it, but he didn’t want to get covered in blood himself. He’d also packed an 8-inch kitchen knife he’d just sharpened for the occasion. He put on the suit and adjusted the hole around his dick so it felt like it was the least in the way. He jumped back down the hole and knelt down next to Kimberly. He gave her a couple of light slaps to get her attention as he showed her the knife. “This might hurt a little bit,” he grinned. She looked at the knife, and her eyes got wide but it seemed she just didn’t have the energy to resist in any way. He put the ball gag back in her mouth to stop the worst of the screams. “It’s your own damn fault,” he told her, “if you hadn’t tried to prevent me from enjoying you, I wouldn’t have had to do this.” He moved to between her legs.
He pushed the tip of the knife up against her pussy, making her body jerk away; he grabbed her leg and pulled her back, punching her hard in the stomach. “Lay fucking still, you stupid little bitch!” he commanded. He held onto her thigh this time as he put the tip of the blade up against her abused little vaginal opening once more. She started whimpering again; at least this time he knew that wouldn’t last long. He gripped the handle of the knife and in one smooth motion plunged it into her pussy and up through her, the full 8 inches. She screamed horrifically around the gag, but he was barely hearing her. He carefully took the knife out, trying not to do too much additional damage; her pussy was already gushing blood. He rammed his cock inside her, finally able to slide the full length in. He let out a groan of incredible pleasure; the warm blood running out in a steady stream over his balls felt incredible as well. Kimberly was still screaming as he started thrusting his cock inside her, every thrust made more blood spurt out all over the both of them. Within a minute she stopped screaming; he didn’t care, he just kept thrusting his throbbing cock inside her amazing little cunt. He unhooked the ball gag and took it out of her mouth; her eyes were staring at him in disbelief at what was happening to her. “You’re dying, you fucking cunt,” he smiled at her. Then he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth, forcing his tongue inside hers; it was like licking sandpaper in there but he didn’t care, he didn’t stop till he started tasting blood. As he sat back up he saw a thick line of blood run from the corner of her mouth. He stared into her eyes, and just as he saw the light go out, he allowed himself to finally blow his load deep inside her, deeper than he had ever been inside her or anyone else.
He was gasping and panting heavily when he was spent, looking around; the entire bottom of the hole was strained red, in some places were inch-deep small pools of blood. Blood was still pouring from her pussy but it was slowing down and was closer to a heavy trickle by the time he pulled his cock out of her. She looked amazingly pale; he hadn’t thought she’d lose quite that much blood from this, but he was incredibly pleased with how it had worked out. He leaned down once more, giving her a soft kiss on the lips trying to avoid the blood. Then he whispered in her ear, “thank you for this gift, Kimberly.”
Standing back up, he grabbed a bottle of water, drank half of it down, and used the rest to rinse the blood off his cock as much as he could. He peeled off the coveralls carefully down to his ankles and hopped out of the hole, sitting on the ledge to let them fall in. Looking down at himself, there was quite a bit of blood in his crotch still and a few streaks down his legs but it seemed like that was all there was left; he grabbed another bottle of water and some wet wipes to clean everything off, then tossed all of it into the hole with Kimberly.
He stood back and smiled as he admired his work; it was hard to believe just a few days ago that pale little pile of meat in the hole had been a happy and healthy little girl; she barely even resembled a person anymore. But he had certainly managed to use her to the fullest despite her constant objections, and he felt pretty satisfied with that. He found a plastic bag and fished the coveralls out of the hole with a stick and got them into the bag without leaving too much of a mess.
Grabbing the shovel, he started filling the hole again; luckily, this went much easier than digging the hole in the first place. He just hoped it was deep enough at barely more than 3 feet; it took about an hour and a half to fill the hole and a bit extra trying to put the grass pieces back on top in a way that didn’t look too out of place. Then he gathered up the things he wanted to save, mostly the stuff he’d bought himself. He considered saving Kimberly’s clothes but decided that would be a terrible idea.
Once he had packed everything into his bag he wanted to save, he threw everything else inside the bedroom on the bed; he would come back tomorrow and drag the mattress outside so he could burn it along with her clothes and the coveralls and anything else that might reveal he had ever been here. But right now he had to start getting home so Natalie wouldn’t start to wonder where he was. As he walked back to the car, he was whistling “Daydream Believer.”