The plaintiff and defendants filed in to Judge Danilov's conference room. As he always did, he appreciated the feminine beauty of Victoria Ivanova, dressed smartly as usual in her business suit. He wondered again how old the woman was. To be so successful and powerful it seemed that she must be over 40, but nothing about her looked a day over 30. Even with her hair pulled tightly back, her face was soft and youthful, and her figure was perfect.

The child and her parents came in next. The man, Evgeny Khostov, looked uncomfortable in his frumpy, out of style suit. The laborer probably rarely had a need for one, and perhaps had not bought a new one since interviewing for his first job a decade ago. His wife Alina, unlike the Ivanova woman, looked to be in her 40s but was probably just 30. The years had not been kind to her, but she might have been a beauty once. The Judge was not interested in studying the child yet, he had seen ample photographs of her in the briefs filed by both sides.

He indicated to the others to have a seat. "Thank you for agreeing to this preliminary meeting. I am Judge Danilov. As a reminder, this is not an official meeting of the court. No attorneys are present. No minutes will be taken. Both parties have agreed to attempt to settle this dispute in chambers rather than in court, and both parties have agreed to abide by any rulings I might make. Is that your understanding as well?"

The parents looked like deers caught in headlights. They nodded dumbly. Victoria gave him a pleasant smile (a very pleasant smile!) and said, "Absolutely, Judge Danilov, and we greatly appreciate your time on this."

He merely smiled back at her. "Both parties have provided me with a summary of the dispute. This is a contract dispute. What is not in question is that 7 months ago in July, Mr. and Mrs. Khostov signed a contract with the Up and Coming Modeling Agency, owned by Mrs. Ivanova, a one-year contract that provided a monthly stipend of $100 to the parents in return for once-weekly photography and videography modeling sessions involving the child..." here he checked his notes, reading, "Miss Anna Khostova, a.k.a. Casey." The Judge frowned. "Why a.k.a. Casey? Is this the child here?" he said, indicating the lovely 9-year old sitting between her mother and Victoria. The parents just nodded again, mumbling "Uh-huh."

"So why Casey?" he prompted again.

Calmly, Victoria said, "Yes, Judge. Miss Khostova's pictures and videos appear on a number of websites owned by Up and Coming, and on those sites she appears under the stage name Cutie Casey. Some of our girls have Americanized or Europeanized names to satisfy our clientele's diverse, ah, shall we say, passions."

"These websites..." the Judge checked his notes again. "These would be PickingCherries.com, NoFuzzOnThePeach.com, and PriminTheHymen.com, correct?" He managed to read the names without irony, though he did feel an erection forming in his pants.

The father covered his face and the mother's face turned a bright, embarrassed red. Victoria, without missing a beat, said, "That's correct, Judge, along with a few others, NoHairThere.com, PervyDaughter.com, and one or two more."

"I see. So those are the facts agreed-upon. Two weeks ago, Miss Khostova's parents did not bring her to Up and Coming's studios. Yet the contract clearly stipulates that weekly sessions are your responsibility," the Judge said, looking squarely at the mother, who seemed to be diminishing behind the large conference table, "except in the event of illness. Was your child ill, Mrs. Khostova?"

The woman shook her head. The Judge waited, growing tired of the nonverbal responses. The mother cleared her throat and said, "She wasn't sick Mr. Danilov, but -"

"I am not a man of formalities, Mrs. Khostova, but I must insist you refer to me as Judge Danilov." He dismissively waved away her embarrassed attempts at apology. "And on the following day, your husband called Miss Ivanova's secretary and announced he was unilaterally terminating the agreement, is that correct?"

The father, speaking overly loudly now, as if not having calibrated his voice yet to the room, blurted, "Judge, we had just learned from our daughter that - "

The Judge held up his hand. "Mr. Khostov, were you of the misunderstanding that I was addressing you and not your wife?" Noticing that the man was suitably cowed, he repeated to the wife, "Is this so? And if it is so, why should I not summarily conclude that you have indeed breached a contract and award Mrs. Ivanov's company the $25,000 in damages she has requested?"

The wife waited, as if hoping her husband would again take over, until the silence grew uncomfortably long. "Please, Judge," she finally ventured, and there were tears welling in her eyes, "we don't have $25,000."

The Judge allowed his eyes to roll up to the ceiling momentarily. "I can appreciate that, Mrs. Khostova, but I'm sure you are aware that a lack of funds is hardly a persuasive defense. I merely want you to explain why, from yours and your husband's perspective, why you felt justified in unilaterally terminating the contract. Indeed, if you can show that Up and Coming violated its promises or if it misrepresented itself, you may indeed have a defense."

Now she allowed herself to relax. The Judge had read their statement. She felt embarrassed. She was so unused to this legal formality. She always felt uncomfortable when she came to the city. "Judge, they did misresent, I mean, mispresent themselves. First our Anna was only working on a site called TalentModels, and all of the pictures were like catalog pictures, you know? And then it was schoolgirl uniforms, and then swimsuits. And then they started doing really bad pictures. I knew it was going to get worse and worse."

"You're referring to these exhibits," the Judge said, spreading 5 pictures on the table from the contents of the case folder. The Judge again felt his own cock stirring as he examined again the evidence. In the tamest one, the 9 year old was in a lime green bikini but standing, incongruently, in front of a window on an upper floor of some office building. Her back was to the camera and she was peering out the window overlooking the city. In another she was lying on a child's bed wearing only a white, lacy set of lingerie with half her ass-cheeks clearly showing; she was topless but had her nipples pressed to the bed sheets. In another she was facing the camera in the same panties, legs slightly spread, camel toe clearly showing where the tiny bottoms pressed against her fat pudenda. Her arms were across her chest covering her nipples and she wore a bright smile on her face. Each of the images has the words Cutie Casey signed in red above the icon of a cherry.

The Judge stole a glance at the young girl, who quietly stared back at him. She had deep-set eyes and a broad forehead, reminding the judge of a young Christina Ricci, but with fuller, longer brown hair and a paler complexion.

"Are you claiming, though, that these images violate the contract?"

"They're illegal!" said the father, unable to contain himself any further.

"They're explicit, but they are hardly illegal."

"Tell them, Anna, please."

The girl remained silent, intimidated. The father continued. "These are the pictures they put on the websites, those are the only ones we could get. But they took others. I don't know where they sell them. But Anna has told us, they take pictures and movies with her without her clothes on. And they make her do things... sick things. These are sick people."

"Ms. Ivanova, do you have anything to say to this?"

"Thank you Judge. Casey is a wonderful kid, but she gets tired of the long hours. It's understandable when you think about it. Her parents are pushing her to be a star, pushing her because the father and mother... well, they either just can't earn enough themselves or they want more out of life than they have. So she pushes back. She's actually being very clever about it, except, as I'm sure you understand, we can't have the reputation of our company damaged in what is essentially a family dispute."

The parents glowered at her, and the girl fidgeted, but the Judge let them know by his look that they were not to interrupt. "But $25,000 in damages?"

"Yes, Judge, this is a lot of money for the Khostovs, I understand, but we could have asked for more. Casey appears on 9 websites and in several of our specialty publications, and she is one of our most popular models. Our customers expect new images every week. She is a very valuable asset to our business."

"You're a bunch of child molesters and the people who buy these pictures are perverts! We did not know -"

"All right, that's enough." The Judge said with a stern look. "I think I will need to speak with Casey - pardon me, with Anna - alone in my office. I do not want her responses influenced by either her parents or her employer. Anna, would that be okay with you?"

The girl nodded. The adults agreed as well. But the Judge suddenly reversed himself. "In point of fact it would be better under the circumstances for a female adult to be present. In the interests of objectivity, I would ask Ms. Ivanova to accompany us. You have my word, Khostovs, that she will be there only to observe and will not be allowed to speak. Ms. Ivanova. Anna. Follow me."

The Judge escorted the woman and girl down the hall and into his office, locking the door behind the three of them as they entered. He offered the two seats in front of his desk and moved behind it to draw the curtains. "So these dirt farmers are giving you trouble, Victoria?"

She chuckled. "Nothing more than the usual. People sell their daughter out to make them some money, then they get all sanctimonious and holier than thou? I'm just trying to run a goddamn business."

He poured her a glass of brandy, then one for himself. "I have to tell you, Victoria, this one is even prettier than the last one. Here - " he handed her the drink and then rummaged in the bottom drawer of his desk. "Get this on her."

Victoria took the item and held it from her pinched fingers. She raised an eyebrow. "A ball gag?"

"Child size."

With a practiced motion, she quickly slipped the ball gag in place on the little girl. At first, little Casey panicked, eyes watering and face turning red. "For Christ sake, you idiot, breathe through your fucking nose!" She punctuated the command with a slap across the face. The child breathed in with a nasal gasp. Finally positioning her tongue comfortably, she began to accommodate to the ball in her mouth, but she could feel the drool seep uncomfortably down her cheek.

The Judge downed half of his brandy, then sat back in his overstuffed leather chair. "Present her to me," he said, moving his erection to a more comfortable position in his underwear.

The girl struggled uselessly, but the older woman quickly had the child's shirt off. The Judge's cock was at full attention now. She was absolutely beautiful, chest completely flat and nipples a vibrant pink and with areolae as large as pennies. She was very skinny, with ribcage clearly showing. Skin smooth and flawless.

The woman pulled the girl over to the side so that the desk would not block the judge's view. She pulled the kid's skirt down to the ground. Today she was wearing an old pair of white panties. Not nearly as sexy as the photographs her idiot parents had provided for him, but sexy nonetheless.

Victoria teased the judge a bit, pulling out the waistband of the girl's panties just enough from his view to see her hairless little mound, but not quite far enough for him to see the crevice of her cunt. She let the waistband go suddenly, prompting the girl to double over in surprise and moan through the red ball gag. Victoria ran her hands gently up and down the child's rib cage, pausing at the top of her torso to tweak Casey's nipples between her fingers. The prompted another moan.

"Such a cutie, Casey, like your web site says," the Judge said, leering wantonly at the little girl. "I'll bet there's a hundred guys right now jacking off to your naughty pictures. But I get the real thing." It somehow felt more depraved using her stage name rather than her real name.

Victoria slid the panties down the girl's athletic, smooth legs and coaxed her to step free of her clothes. The judge's face grew hungry as he stared at her perfect little pussy. Hairless, smooth, plump lips and deep crevice. Her waist and hips were so tiny, she was such an innocent little thing. His cock was pounding in his pants as his brain was swimming in fantasies of rutting on top of her, jamming his thick mushroom cockhead into that tight, soft little tunnel.

"Touch yourself for me, little girl."

Victoria pulled Casey's right hand to her crotch and, like a puppet master, began using her hand to masturbate herself. Casey understood and began to do as instructed, rubbing her fingertips in circles at the top of her vagina.

"Keep doing that and turn around for me, Casey." The girl complied. Either she had been forced to do such things before, or she recognized that she had no choice in the matter. Maybe she even stupidly thought it would somehow help her parent's court case.

The girl's ass was absolutely delicious. The judge had always been an ass-man, it was what attracted him to little girls. He spent most of his "review of the case" last night gawking at photographs of little Casey taken from behind, especially those in swimsuits and lingerie that revealed her pretty little cheeks. Seeing her naked was no disappointment. Her tight, spankable cheeks were just right.

He leaned forward and grabbed her by the waist, coaxing her over to stand between him and his desk. "Bend over, little one," he commanded, pushing between her shoulder blades until she was bent over, face down on the desk. "Stand on your tip toes."

She complied, bringing her ass up closer to his face. With a lustful moan he dove forward, pressing his face lustily into the crack of her ass. He could hear her moaning through the ball gag in protest as he began hungrily lapping at the inside of her cheeks, wetting her tight, pink little anus. His hands groped at the cheeks, kneading, squeezing, spanking, tugging. His tongue tasted the very bottom of her fat baby cunt, slathered the fine hairs of her ass crack, and greedily penetrated its way into her rectum.

His cock was pounding now. There was nothing better than this - having complete control of a naked little 9-year old girl. So tiny, so beautiful. Aggressively and loudly he began to kiss her all over her backside, from the cheeks of her springy little ass to the delicious little cockholes of her ass and pussy.

Finally, breathlessly, he pulled back. "Victoria, take off your top for me. It would be pleasant to see your beautiful breasts. Then, please, hold Casey down on the desk. I don't want her moving around."

As Victoria complied with his requests, he began fishing around in one of the drawers of his desk. He pulled out a purple butt plug. It was a smaller plug, smaller than his own cock to be sure, but as thick as four of his fingers pressed together. It was about 4 inches long. He squeezed some KY jelly onto the tip, and dribbled some of the lubricant into the girl's ass crack as well. As he put the tube of jelly back onto his desk, he noticed Victoria, now topless, taking a position across the desk where she could lean on the little girl's outstretched wrists.

With a wink at the businesswoman, he rubbed the tip of the buttplug into the lubricant that had accumulated between the kid's tight cheeks. With deepening strokes, he pushed the butt plug farther and farther past the tight ring of the child's asshole. Then he began to press it in relentlessly until she began moaning through her gag with increasing panic and Victoria had to apply pressure to keep her still. The girl reflexively began to kick her long legs back at the judge, which he was able to stop with one forceful, well-placed and loud slap of her asscheeks.

Then the butt plug slipped past the last defense of her anus and lodged snuggly in that tight hole. The judge took a moment to appreciate the delicious site of the cutie's tight, young ass, glistening with lubricant, impaled by the purple sex toy. He continued to stare as he stood up to finally remove his clothes. He was average looking for a 50-year old man, though his exercise regimen had kept him from getting the beer gut most of his peers had. And when his penis popped stiffly out of his underwear, Victoria was reminded again at how much sexier the judge was without his clothes.

Finally nude, he returned to his pretty little victim and began stroking her body and teasingly jiggling the butt plug. He pressed against her, letting his cock rub into her ass. Then he backed off again, spanking the girl several times just enough to hurt. She was making noises again, possibly crying.

Victoria was smiling. As he continued to maul the child's ass with his hands, he asked, "Why are you smiling? You think you've won your case?"

"Judge Danilov, it makes me smile to see you so happy. That is all," she said, with just enough sarcasm. "That's my job after all. Giving men what they want and usually can't have. That's Casey's job now too."

"You both do your jobs well." He grabbed the end of the butt plug, having to tug on it with a fair amount of force to pull it free. That elicited the loudest moan yet from the girl. Her asshole, he noted, hung open for just a few seconds, then seemed again impossibly tight. He grabbed the lubricant and applied more to her crack, then jammed his fingers into her.

Then the judge grabbed one cheek in each hand, stretching the girl's butt painfully wide open. He pressed forward, pausing to appreciate how tiny her hole was compared to his engorged, thick cock head. Grabbing his thick erection in his right hand and pressing forward, he began to push the cock toward her as he rubbed it up and down on top of her anus. With a determined thrust he popped it into her.

Victoria practically had to wrestle the girl now to keep her in place. Wiggling his hips and tugging on the flesh of her ass, the judge was able at last to spear her completely. With short thrusts, each deeper than the last, he got the youngster loose enough to bury himself balls deep in her rectum in less than half a minute.

After a minute or so of arduous pushing, he felt the child's tissues finally get loose and he was able to begin rutting against her hard, pressing her against his big oak desk. He grabbed the girl's arms, pulling them back behind her body. The child was so deliciously small!

His hips slammed against her tiny ass again and again. Occasionally he would spank her smartly, then ram his cock back in balls deep. Once or twice he let his cock pull completely out of her, then using only the thin film of sweat that was building up between them, penetrate her again without using his hands to help. It was a delicious feeling.

The girl was breathing heavily beneath him, occasionally squirming, but was mostly resigned to take his vigorous assault. The judge placed his right foot up on top of the desk allowing him to maximally penetrate the child. This position nearly sent him over the edge. Feeling close to his cum, he began slapping the child's ass with his left hand, and began pulling on her hair with his right. He looked up and saw Victoria leaning forward now over the girl, her deliciously large adult breasts swaying in front of his face. At once he felt his orgasm begin. He pistoned his hips like an animal, creating little smacking sounds as his hips slammed repeatedly into little Casey's tiny butt. He let out a tortured groan as wave after wave of the deliciously satisfying climax coaxed jet after jet of slimy cum out of his cock and into the child's rectum.

He felt his heart pounding and heard the child sobbing as he put his foot back on the floor and let himself fall on top of his little victim. He closed his eyes and felt Victoria running her fingers through his graying hair. It took him some time to catch his breath. His cock was still rock hard and felt absolutely wonderful squeezed by the girl's tender tissues, and for a while he was unwilling to pull out of her. At last he did, holding open her ass cheeks with his hands and admiring the way the anus hung open oozing his white spunk and how firey red the skin was around it. He couldn't resist poking his index finger into her and giving her a few jabs of a lubricated anal finger fuck before finally pulling free and grabbing a fistful of tissues to mop up the sweat and cum from his fingers, penis and hips.

Attempting dignity, he dressed himself again in front of a mirror in the corner of his office. He felt like he needed a shower, but he could make himself presentable enough to render his decision in the case against Up and Coming. When he at last felt passable, he turned around and noticed that Victoria had dressed herself and had removed the ball gag from the little girl, but that Casey was still naked and dripping with sweat and cum. Casey's face was deliciously pink - the embarrassment and humiliation was plain.

"All right then," the judge said, coming his hair again with his fingers, "you and I will return to the conference room and conclude the proceedings. Given the unhappy outcome for the family, I think it would be best if Casey remains here." The judge pressed a button on his desk phone. "Lara, please connect me to Officer Fetisov."

A deep-voiced man acknowledged the judge over the speakerphone. "Vlad, I need you to send two of our friends to the conference room as an arrest is imminent. I also need one of our most trusted friends to come to my office. There is a certain 9-year girl here who will need guarding. And before you ask, Vlad, I would be more than happy if that is you."

The judge poured Victoria a rum and coke and poured a neat whiskey for himself. They drank in silence until Officer Fetisov arrived. "Sir, the other officers are waiting in the conference room along with a man and a woman."

"The girl's parents," the judge said, carelessly indicating the naked child with his now empty glass. "If you are of a mind to use her, please use her mouth. You will find her ass a bit sloppy at the moment."

"Thank you sir!" said Fetisov, a little over-enthusiastically. He looked ready to unzip his pants that moment, then thought the better of it. He would do so as soon as the judge and the woman left.

The judge escorted Victoria back to the conference room. The parents were there looking as nervous as ever, especially with two large police officers now standing behind them. The judge pulled back a chair to seat Victoria, and then resumed his seat at one end. He made a show of pulling out a legal pad and looking through his notes.

"All right, we are now ready to resume this hearing. Mr. and Mrs. Khostov," he nodded at the parents, "and Ms. Ivanova, I have spent the last half hour or so interviewing the girl, Miss Casey Khostova. I found her to be a very charming young lady. Her testimony was critical in the resolution of this case. Following my interview with her, I reviewed the full notes of the case as well as relevant court decisions.

"I find that the claims of Mr. and Mrs. Khostov do indeed have considerable merit." He glanced at the couple and took some sadistic pleasure in their looks of relief. "It is quite clear that the Up and Coming Modeling Agency is a front for the sexual exploitation of little girls. To say that these photograph sessions were innocent and simply a means of employing Casey in catalogs for clothing stores does not match the facts. Clearly the photo sessions became progressively more explicit and very nearly cross the line into child pornography."

He the parents seemed ready to jump out of their chairs in celebration. "However." The judge let the word hand in the air for several seconds, then fixed a stern gaze on the mother. "However it is inconceivable that the parents, Mr. and Mrs. Khostov, were unaware of this. The photographs of Casey were provided to this court by the parents themselves, meaning they were fully aware of the content of the photo sessions for several months before claiming to have a problem. Furthermore -"

"Judge!" the father moved to stand, but a powerful hand on his should from one of the officers quieted him and put him back in his seat.

"Furthermore I have reason to believe that young Casey has been sexually molested, perhaps quite recently." He permitted himself a quick smile in Victoria's direction, since she would undoubtedly get the joke. "It seems quite clear to me that the parents of young Miss Khostova were not only aware of these exploitative web sites, but that they encouraged their daughter to become a child sex model, probably seeing her prostitution as a means of lucrative income.

"I had expected that this would merely be an informal hearing to resolve a contract dispute. Instead it has become a criminal case. I charge Mr. and Mrs. Khostov with willful endangerment of a child under the age of 18, collusion in the production of child pornography, and child neglect. Furthermore, by the powers granted to me by the Russian government, I hereby rule summarily that both Mr. and Mrs. Khostov are guilty of said offences, and hereby pronounce sentence: you will each be confined to a medium security penal facility for 9 years, so that neither of you may endanger your child until she reaches the age of majority."

The judge gathered up his papers and rose, and the officers immediately placed the parents in handcuffs. The mother was crying, completely compliant, but the father, predictably, was livid. "What is this? You can't do this! We have a right to a lawyer and a trial. There's no way - "

"Silence! Before this informal hearing, all three parties signed an agreement to abide by my decision."

"No - that was just about the contract."

"Normally that would be the case. However, the agreement that you signed was not the standard agreement. It provided for the possibility of criminal charges and summary judgment. Perhaps you should read what you sign more carefully. Take him away."

He was screaming as the police officer dragged him out of the conference room.

"Please, Judge Danilov," the mother said softly. "What will become of Anna? Who will take care of my daughter if not the parents who love her?"

"The parents who use her you mean. Anna - Casey now - will be taken care of by the only adult figure in her life that seems to care about her. I hereby award custody of Casey Khostov to Victoria Ivanova and Up and Coming Modeling Agency."

"What? You just said they exploited her! That they were pornographers!"

"Nonsense. They are able to find Casey gainful employment. They can take care of her needs. Is that not so Mrs. Ivanova?"

"Yes Judge. In fact we will be able to employ her very soon in a rather lucrative movie project, as soon as a certain Golden Retriever is properly trained."

The judge's cock twitched in his pants at that, but the mother was apparently too naïve to know what the woman was suggesting.

"No please, Judge. She and Katia can go to my sister. They love my children very much and will take good care of them. I can give you their telephone number. They can pick Anna up tonight. Please!"

"Katia?"

Victoria said, "The Khostovs have another child, Judge Danilov. A beautiful little 7-year old pixie. I am quite sure Up and Coming can find her gainful employment as well."

"Then it is settled. Both Khostov children are now the property of - forgive me - are in the custody of Victoria Ivanova and Up and Coming Models. You may take Mrs. Khostova away."

As the mother was dragged out of the room, screaming and moaning in pathetic outbursts, the judge realized that, quite unexpectedly, his erection had returned enough to give little Casey another nice hard fuck before he called it a day. He wondered how her puffy little pussy would feel.