The house was very old and worn by the constant sea air, but it had been well built and thus had stood the test of time. The old man had lived here all alone for the past five years... ever since his wife had died.

The house was huge and sat on a rather large lot. He'd been offered a small fortune for it, but he loved living on the beach and he had no money worries, so why sell?

He double-locked his front door more out of habit than need. It was a wealthy area and thus well protected by the police. The houses on each side of him were both rental units and so he wasn't pestered by nosey neighbors much. In fact, he was rarely bothered by anyone anymore... and he liked it that way.

It gave him complete privacy for his hobbies.

He unbolted the door to his basement and went down. On the south wall stood a large bookcase. A hidden switch opened that up and he went into his secret room.

The area was fairly large... more than big enough for his needs.

As he entered, the occupants made a series of muffled cries and grunts.

There were five of them at the moment. As usual, he had selected the four girls from the beach. He always picked carefully, targeting only young girls whose parents allowed them to wear tiny little bikinis. To the old man, it was sinful that preteen girls be allowed to wear such things in public.

And so he kidnapped and punished them as a warning to all the others.

One girl was eight. Two others were nine, and the fourth was eleven.

His routine was strict. They were kept gagged at all times. Not that it was necessary. The room was completely soundproofed, but he enjoyed the mewling, choking gag sounds the little girls made. He used large penis-shaped gags most of the time. Three times a day, he would change them to a penis-shaped gag that had a hole in it. This was attached to a device that fed them water and a very nutritious, but rather nasty-tasting, paste. The trick was, of course, that they had to suck hard in order to get the food and water out.

The way he figured it, since they dressed like little whores, they should be treated as such.

To that end, he kept them in stiletto heels, and forced them to stand much of the time. He also dressed them in various outfits. It was easy, since you could order almost anything, in any size, online. That included all sorts of leather and rubber devices. Tape. Cord. Chains. Handcuffs. All types of gags.

Everything a man needed to play with his little toys.

The muffled groaning and wailing continued at a various pitch depending on the girl. Today they were all chained by the neck (They all wore collars) to the ceiling. Tottering on stiletto heels, the chains allowed them the freedom to walk around within a ten foot radius, but it wasn't long enough to let them sit down on the floor. There was a chair, but only one, and so the little girls had to figure out whether to fight or cooperate. They were all tightly gagged of course, so no talking could go on, and their high collars even prevented any nodding.

It was fun to watch them try to communicate. The old man had thoroughly tested each girl's gag reflex and had selected his penis gags accordingly so that any head movement or sound caused that captive to go into a fit of choking and retching.

To complicate matters even more, all the girls had either titty-pumps or nipple clips attached. He'd bought the pumps online but after testing various clips and clamps, he found that good old clothespins worked as well as anything. None of them had any real breasts to speak of, not even the oldest, so it was mainly a matter of attacking the nipple area. That suited him fine.

The old man had never really considered himself a "butt" lover, but there was nothing quite so fine as a little girl's ass, so he had become one over time. He liked to keep them plugged with vibrating anal devices, always making sure to use plenty of lubricant. After all, he wasn't here to seriously hurt anyone, and besides, it made things a lot easier when he wanted to have sex.

His pleasant thoughts were interrupted by the grunts of his fifth captive, an 11-year-old boy named Greg. He wasn't sexually attracted to boys at all, but this one was the brother of one of the girls and he happened to come along at the wrong time. Not being a killer, the old man had no choice but to grab him up.

The boy was nothing but trouble. Strong and full of fire, the old man had trouble deciding on how to handle him. It wasn't right to use a penis gag on him, so he used large ball gags. To calm him down the old man made his girls, including his pretty little eight-year-old sister, masturbate the boy twice a day. That helped, but not enough. He had to break the boy's will.

Finally, he decided to try something else. After feeding time last night, he'd taken the boy and his sister to a mattress on the floor. They were both tightly bound, gagged, and blindfolded. He oiled up the little girl's rectum and then ordered the girl to use her bound hands to masturbate the boy until he was hard. Unable to see or speak, neither knew who the other one was. Once the boy was stiff, he quickly bound the girl's knees to her chest, thus better exposing her incredible little ass. He pushed the brother right up against his younger sister and guided him into her bunghole.

That, understandably, caused quite a stir in both of them, but he harshly ordered the duo to lie completely still. They complied, although the girl continued to whimper and moan at the intruder in her little asshole. Greg was by no means large, but his sister had never had anything bigger than a thermometer put in... and he was larger, and longer, than one of those by far.

Working speedily, he used a series of belts and leather straps to bind the two of them together. He especially concentrated on the pelvic region, fastening them so tight that Greg was not only fully inserted into his sister's anal cavity, but he could barely move out more than an inch or two.

The old man stepped back to admire his work. Left free, the boy would have lustily pumped his little cock in and out until he quickly came. That might have taken a minute or two at the most. This way, the boy wouldn't have the room to generate much pumping action, thus keeping him hard for a long time. Even if he did manage to cum, the Old Man had fed Greg some Viagra during his dinner. He figured that would keep the boy hard all night no matter what.

He reached down and pulled off their blindfolds.

Now they really kicked up a fit, which caused the Old Man to laugh.

"Now son, you just lay here nice and quiet while your cock serves as your little sister's anal plug for tonight. See you two in the morning."

He clicked on the video recorder he'd set up earlier to tape the whole thing. It would certainly be an interesting evening for the two siblings.

All this had gotten the Old Man quite horny and it was time for his favorite program. There was little question as to who he would take upstairs.

His captives all reacted basically the same way. Most cried, some screamed, and some went into a trance-like state, but they all were frightened or scared.

All except one. Nine year old Nicky was different. Not only was she absolutely gorgeous, but she was a fighter like none he had ever seen. He'd kidnapped her almost three days ago and she had fought him like a wildcat at every turn. She never cried, never showed the slightest hint of fear. She snarled at him when she was gagged, and cursed him like a drunken sailor the few times her mouth was left free.

Her had absolutely no doubt that she would slit his throat in a second had she been allowed half a chance... and that made him want her even more. He walked over to his prize. She was wearing all white, including a super-tight, very thin strapless stretch top and a micro short skirt that left nothing to the imagination. After hours of tottering on five inch stiletto heels she was near collapse, but still managed to flash him a particularly evil look.

He sat Nicky down and fixed her up for the trip upstairs by first removing the panties she wore. At first glance they looked like simple French cut, white panties, but in reality they were made of latex, held an ass-plug in back and a butterfly clit clip in front. They were wet when he removed them, meaning that Nicky had cum at least once, if not several times.

If so, it hadn't mellowed her out any. She grunted and moaned as her bottom came free, but then sent a stream of choking gagged curses at the Old Man.

Taking no chances, especially upstairs, he put her arms in an all-white leather arm binder and pulled the straps tight.

Before removing her gag, he grabs a long rod-like device and speaks.

"See this?" He says, as he presses a button on the rod, sending a harsh spark of electricity out the end.

Nicky jumps, but not much.

"I need to change your gag. If you fight me, if you scream, or yell, or curse, or try to bite me, I'm going to stick this up your little twat and pull the trigger. Understand?"

Nicky looked at him with a glare of pure hate, but nodded yes.

He unlocked her cock-gag and gingerly pulled the plug out of her sweet little mouth. What followed was a bout of retching and coughing but that was expected.

He waited patiently and then asked. "Do you want some water?"

"Yes," She croaked. "... but mostly I need to pee."

"No problem. Once I get you gagged, I'll take you to the bathroom."

As he let her drink water thru a straw he asked her a question.

"You really hate me don't you?"

"Oh no. Kids love being tied up, gagged, and raped." She responded sarcastically.

"I haven't raped you."

"Not yet."

"You think I'm going to?"

"I think you'll try."

"You don't want me too?"

"I'm nine years old. You're like, what... a hundred? What do you think Gramps?"

"You're very pretty."

"Yeah, so I've been told."

The Old Man doesn't know what to say so he just sits there for a moment in silence. Finally, Nicky speaks.

"Look, if this has to happen, I'll go along with it. You don't need to hurt me or keep me tied up."

"I have to. Just think of it like a game."

"You don't have to put anything in my mouth. I won't scream."

"I don't believe you."

"Why don't you just tell me the truth about all of this? What's going to happen to me next?"

For some odd reason that he doesn't understand, he does tell her the truth.

"Ok. I keep you tied up because I like it. I keep you gagged because I like it. I do all of this because I like it. I'm going to put this ring in your mouth, and then this rubber plug. We're going upstairs to watch TV. While I'm watching, I'm going to either rape your mouth or your butt. Later on, when I go to bed, you'll sleep with me and I'll probably rape you again once or twice. Any questions before I gag you?"

"Don't forget to let me pee."

The old man decided right then he loved this girl.

The ring-gag was large. It had to be, as the Old Man had a rather thick cock. Not overly long at seven inches, but what he lacked in length he more than made up for in diameter. It took some prying to get it in behind her teeth. She struggled a bit but basically just sat there looking hateful. He pulled the binding strap tight, seating the ring deep inside the little girl's mouth. Next came the rubber gag-plug. It was designed to fit snuggly inside the ring and had a latex base that sealed the mouth. A gag of this type was extremely uncomfortable but also extremely effective at silencing a captive.

It was a choking type of gag but the nine-year-old handled it reasonably well. After taking her to pee, they went upstairs.

The Old Man's original idea was to ass fuck the girl now and get a blow job later that night. He decided to go with the oral sex now. First, he pulled down her top, exposing a sweet set of small lumps and perky nipples, which he rubbed for awhile to get them stiff and then clipped with clothespins. That brought on some serious struggling and gagged cursing.

"Don't like those on your nipples, eh?"

Nicky shook her head no. Her eyes showed the pain when she tried to shake them off.

"They won't come off unless I take them off. You do a good job down there and I'll remove them when I'm done, ok?"

Nicky groaned, but in the end, what choice did she have other than to agree?

He placed her on the floor kneeling in front of his lap. Leather straps held her ankles and knees together.

The Old Man pulled the rubber stopper from Nicky's virgin mouth. A stream of saliva flowed out, which the Old Man wiped up with his napkin.

It was time.

"Ummmpphh!"

Nicky had never had a dick in her mouth. The Old Man kept himself clean but to her to her it still tasted awful. She was surprised at how big he was.

He was gentle at first. He moved her head instead of his cock, enjoying the incredible feeling as the head slid slightly past the gag ring and back.

"Move your tongue around."

"Ummmpghg!"

The girl was in a bit of a dilemma. She certainly didn't want to help him, but that would mean his nasty penis would stay in her mouth all the longer. However, by helping she was sure he would cum in her mouth and she wanted no part of tasting that awful stuff.

Finally, Nicky decided that the Old Man would cum in her mouth no matter what, and it would be better to get this over fast. Even the hateful rubber gag plug was preferable to an old man's cock in her mouth.

She had no experience but logic told her to use her tongue, which she did.

Quite well.

"Urrrrrrnnnn!"

Nicky's sweet, wonderful, tongue was started seriously working on the head of his cock, sending waves of intense pleasure into the Olds Man's groin.

He wanted this to last longer, but he was too horny and she was too hot. Too damned sexy. He began to pump harder. Faster. Deeper...

Nicky choked and retched as his dick pushed to the back of her throat and beyond. She tried to pull back but he held her head tight. Suddenly, she felt his cock swell and he pushed it in all the way to the max.

"Uhhhnnnnnnn!"

Nicky panicked and screamed. All that did was send more vibrations into the Olds Man's cock, spurring him on. She felt it pulse and swell even more and suddenly some salty tasting stuff was shooting down her throat.

"Hmmmmm....ggghlllll!!!"

"Arrghhhh!"

Everything stopped abruptly. It was over.

The Old Man's grip on her head loosened, and she waited patiently for him to pull out of her mouth. But he didn't. He stayed rock still.

"Ummmpphh!" She complained into her all-to-real cock gag. Weren't guys supposed to go soft after cumming? Why was he still hard?

Nicky decided to pull back on her own. His hands were still on her head but didn't hold her down as she slowly lifted up and off her assailant. She wanted to wash the taste out of her mouth and she wanted the painful pins off her little nipples.

When she looked up at the Old Man, it shocked her. He was asleep!

"Eyyyy! Etthhhh uuuuuukkk!" She managed to say thru her ring-gag as she banged the Old Man's leg with her shoulder. Not only did her not wake up, his head rolled off to the side.

Nicky blinked a couple of times before it hit her.

The Old Man was... dead?

The Old Man was dead! Served you right, you dirty old bastard!

The nine-year-olds burst of joy and relief lasted a few moments before her current situation fully dawned on her.

What now?