Carla's Offspring

Carla Valdez was a forty two year old Lady of mixed blood, some Jamaican and Afro American blood thrown in with some Latin influence. It was thought that her bloodline contributed to her birthing offspring of exceptional beauty. She had three children, two girls and a boy, the boy was a terror to bring up. Who's wild ways and irresponsibility finally one day caused the death of one of her daughters as well as himself, in a car accident blamed on his drunken recklessness. Her remaining daughter Maria needed to be punished constantly as a child all the way into her early teen years. Carla had found smut in her room hidden under her mattress when she was a preteen child, it was only natural for Maria to blame her brother saying the porn was his and not hers. But that lame excuse never held water with Carla, there just were too many other incidents of the same nature. So it wasn't any great surprise for Carla to find out that Maria was pregnant at the early age of 12, and that resulted in a still birth. The death of her first unplanned child never stopped the little preteen girl from continuing her whoring ways and it went on that way for a number of years, and there were other pregnancies. Most of the births were aborted and the ones that went to full term were eventually adopted by others. There was however one child that Carla allowed Maria to keep, that child was Bonita and she was simply adorable.

It fell upon Carla to raise this child and keep her as best she could from emulating the outlandish behavior of the child's mother. That task was daunting and at times even dangerous for the little girl, and absurdly frustrating for her grandmother Carla. She had to be always alert when her daughter Maria against her wishes would try to sneak one of her men friends into the house. Carla had tried to kick Maria out of the house on several occasions, after all the girl was twenty one years old and her little girl had recently celebrated her seventh birthday. But this task always proved difficult for Carla. She could never bring herself to toss Maria out especially when she first gave birth to the little delightfully pretty Bonita at aged fourteen. Then as the years passed, there was always the thought that if she kicked Maria out, she would in affect be tossing out the little girls own mother, regardless of her lack of parental ability or even the slightest parental care or concern.

The Parental care and concern for the child was unfairly placed on the shoulders of Carla, the child's grandmother and not where it should have been placed which naturally was the child's mother. Over the years that burden seemed to weigh heavier and heavier upon her shoulders, she feared leaving the pretty little girl alone with the child's own mother who's lifestyle included bringing unscrupulous men into the house when Carla was away. But that condition was sometimes unavoidable, she simply could not take the young girl with her every time she left the house it wasn't practical. Those dental or medical appointments in those busy waiting rooms were just to much for the little girl to bare. So on those and similar instances Carla was reluctantly forced to leave pretty little Bonita at home and hope she would be safe and unmolested when she returned.

Seeds Of Sexual Misbehavior Are Planted

Carla's reluctance and fear of leaving her granddaughter unsupervised by her own presence manifested it self when her granddaughter turned five and she was left alone with her daughter and the child's own mother Maria. It was early afternoon and Carla was returning after a disappointing appointment with her garage mechanic. Instead of getting her car serviced she was told to return the next day. When she returned back home she was surprised not to find anybody downstairs, it was early afternoon and not to find Carla or little Bonita either having lunch or watching television seemed odd to her. She went from the den to the living room and then into the kitchen but as she moved about the downstairs rooms she suddenly began to hear voices coming from upstairs. When one of those voices was male, it immediately alarmed her and she hurriedly ascended the flight of stairs leading to the upstairs bedrooms. She stood outside of her daughter Maria's bedroom and listened to the voices and then moans coming from within, again she heard the male voice and when she heard little five year old Bonita's voice she opened the bedroom door. Carla stood there transfixed at the scene of her little five year old granddaughter laying completely naked on the bed, with a strange man kneeling at the side of the bed his head buried between the little girl's wide spread legs and her own daughter the child's natural mother holding the little girls arms above her head on top of the pillow.

Carla's heart pounded at the scene before her own eyes, but what was much worse was the little girls moans. Could it be? could her darling and innocent little five year old granddaughter actually becoming aroused at that age and with an adult males head between her thighs licking her tiny little bald pussy? The moment her presence was known, all three occupants turned with expressions of guilt painted on their faces, not so much little Bonita, after all she couldn't know much about sex at that age, but nonetheless, to find her own grandmother unexpectedly standing there in the doorway was certainly eye opening for the pretty little child.

Carla tried to regain her composure and when that failed she simply looked menacingly at the young man kneeling at the side of the bed and screamed,

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE AND IF I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN I WILL CALL THE POLICE AND REPORT WHAT YOU WERE DOING TO A FIVE YEAR OLD CHILD"

Little Bonita was now alarmed, not so much at what had been occurring between herself and her mommies man friend, but at the anger being displayed by her Granny.

Maria jumped up and without so much as "I'm sorry" grabbed her boyfriends hand and rushed him out of her bedroom and down the stairs and eventually out of the house.

Carla nearly threw her daughter out of the house that day, but once again it was little Bonita who's interests she thought she needed to consider. So she merely stopped speaking to Maria for what seemed forever but in actuality only lasted one week. The most worrying part of that entire incident was her granddaughters behavior. Days after that event little Bonita began inquiring about sex and Carla had a heck of a time trying to avoid the subject when she knew the child would go to her own mother for answers if they were held back from her. So reluctantly she had to answer little Bonita's questions. Thinking to herself how could she justify refraining from discussing sex when the little girl was found naked on a bed moaning her pleasure at having her teeny tiny little bald pussy licked and sucked by a grown man.

From that time forward over the next two years things only got worse. Her relationship with her daughter Maria remained standoffish and sometimes downright confrontational. There was hardly a time when Carla could leave the house without taking little Bonita with her and worrying what was going on while she was away. Then there were those times when she drove up to the house only to find a strange car speeding away from in front or across the street. The boiling point came when she began finding misplaced condoms around the house. Once she found an open package that seemed to lodge itself between the cushions of the couch. But the last straw came one day after the child's seventh birthday, when she was alone with Carla after her mother left to meet with one of her boyfriends. On that day little Bonita came into the kitchen holding a condom in her hands and saying,

"Oh look granny! mommies man friend forgot to take his big pee pee bag with him, he left it on my bed and its filled with the mans sticky stuff."

That evening when her daughter Maria returned she demanded she pack up her stuff and leave the house, it had gotten to the point where Carla would sacrifice her granddaughters need for a mommy with a grandmother who would try to undo all the bad influences she was subjected to over the years.

In the days and weeks after Marias departure, little Bonita's own behavior seemed to deteriorate. It was as though the child missed her mother, but Carla began to wonder if it was her mothers male friends that the little girl really missed.

Corrective Behavior Badly Needed

Time alone away from her mothers influence simply wasn't working, pretty little Bonita was some how finding sex material and sneaking them into the house. Porn magazines and photos were found in the child's room hidden under the mattress or under the carpet. Then there was the time when Carla entered the child's bedroom and with the radio blasting music the little girl never heard her Granny open the door and there she was with a porn magazine open to display lots of sexual activity, her Pajamas pulled down to below her knees and the fingers of her hand stroking her tiny little cuny lips. It was the first time Carla spanked the little girls bottom, and she spanked her until her own hand began to sting her as much as the blows must have stung the child's reddened ass cheeks.

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

"EEEeeAAAaahhhhwwww!" she shrieked, "OOOOwwwwiieeeeee! Owwiieee!" Eeeuhhh, eeeeiihhh, ieeeehhh, Oooooooooooh Granny stop! pleeeeease Granny it hurts pleeeeeeeease no more Oooooouch!"

To emphasize the displeasure she had with the little child's naughty behavior she told her that since she liked putting her fingers inside herself that maybe she should have an enema shoved up her little behind.

"OH noooooo Granny please I don't like enemas I hate them please Nanny no enemas I promise to be a good girl."

But Carla dragged the pretty little seven year old girl into the bathroom and regardless of all her tears got a full bag enema.

The little girl fell asleep crying that night, but Carla knew she had a big problem, the fact that her hand hurt so much, was evidence of what her doctor told her the last time she complained about pain in her hands and arms. At age forty two, Carla had arthritis, which simply meant there needed to be some other way to punish the child without Carla spanking her. Withdrawing television privileges or making her go to bed early and even those enema's just didn't seem severe enough for what this naughty little girl needed. She even thought about visiting those porn shops she knew existed and looking for those sex toys she saw in the porn magazines she found around the house. Would a cattle prod or a spanking paddle do the trick that her arthritic hands could no longer do? perhaps a good hard spanking over the little girls naked behind with a leather strap might work. All those thoughts entered her mind and then just simply were put aside, Carla knew she couldn't bring herself to do those things to her little granddaughter. She just had to find an alternative to the spanking and enema's.

There just had to be another way, and that way came about quite by accident one afternoon when she got an unexpected visit from the phone company. A blond haired white man came to her door and told her some concrete workers down the block repairing a sidewalk inadvertently cut through one of the phone cables and it meant her telephone would be out of service for one or two days. The man asked if he could come inside and test her phones and see if her house was one of the ones being affected by the severed telephone cable. She naturally admitted the man and once he entered the house she got the most startling reaction to his appearance from little Bonita, The child's eyes opened wide and she began to breath heavily, then turned and ran upstairs to her bedroom.

The telephone man checked all the phones in the house and left within ten minutes, but little Bonita remained hidden inside her room. Carla had to find out for herself just what went through this child's mind that would cause such a reaction. Carla hurried upstairs and into the little girls bedroom to find her in her bed and under the covers.

"What's wrong with you child, why did you run upstairs and hide under the covers? Huh? the man was only there to check on our telephones, now explain to me why you were so frightened of him? now pull down those covers and look at me child."

Bonita lowered her covers and looked at Carla then said,

"He was a white man Granny and mommy told me that all white men want to do bad things to little dark skinned girls like me, she told me that they would hurt me and put their big willy things inside me and make me cry."

Carla listened to her granddaughter spout out the deliberate misinformation obviously imparted to her by the child's mother, and maybe even reinforced by some of Maria's black or Jamaican men friends and a few of her Latino men friends as well. But the more she listened and the more she thought about it Carla realized that even though this obvious racist propaganda was purposely instilled in the little girl, perhaps to make the child more beholden to her mothers boyfriends, it could be used by Carla to her own advantage. She had found the alternative to the spanking which her arthritis prevented her from continuing. The child's great fear of white men was the answer, she would simply threaten the child with those fears.

Her new found tactic seemed to be the answer, and she used it several times to frighten the little girl into behaving like a little seven year old girl should behave, and not a little slut like her daughter and the child's mother Maria. But there came a time when the child soon realized that her Granny was just saying those things to frighten her, after all she had been told the same thing time and time again for nearly two months. Bonita's fear was genuine enough, but without any follow up to the threat with an actual event, simply wasn't enough to change the little girls sexual interests.

By Word Of Mouth

Carla's frustration was back once again, What ever she accomplished with those early spankings, which her arthritis forced her to abandon in favor of those evil white man scary threats, no longer was working. Little Bonita was sneaking out of the house when Carla was busy with chores, and then meeting with her mommy and her mommies boyfriends for what she craved and that was nothing less than a good sexual encounter. The child was still virginal, but the day was fast approaching when that normal condition would become a thing of the past.

Carla found that containing her oversexed granddaughter was like keeping a pit bull chained up. She was constantly afraid the child would run out of the house to join her mother. She just knew that little Bonita was involved with her mothers sex partners. One day she was so angry she just grabbed the child and took her over to the doctor for a thorough examination. The doctor examined every part of the little girl and assured Carla the child was still pure, she was indeed a virgin.

The tension was terrible, she was at wits end. she could no longer discipline the child effectively and little Bonita was in dire need of discipline. For relaxation Carla began taking her granddaughter to the nearby park and playground. She would sit on the bench near the parks small lake where the swans and ducks swam, she could watch little Bonita play on the swings and monkey bars and sliding ponds, and try to enjoy the peace of the moment as fleeting as it was. She even met a couple of young mothers about the same age as her twenty one year old daughter Maria. They would talk about their children and the difficulties in rearing a child in these times of immorality and sexual casualness.

Perhaps because the two young women looked upon Carla as a mother figure that they confided in her, the young mothers would complain that their little girls were playing with their dolls in a very sexual manner and asking them all about the dolls anatomy, and why their dolls didn't have little cuny's or little nipples. The women laughed but then the subject turned more serious when they complained that their little girls were doing things they at that age would never have done.

They told Carla they sometimes saw their little girls touching themselves, and then both young mothers confided in Carla that their preteen daughters would open the bathroom door when their daddies were showering and try to peek inside. It was during one of these talks that the subject of discipline came up and that subject was of great interest to Carla. But before they could expand on it the two young women said it was time for them to return home. Carla was very eager to find out just how these two young women handled their own children's disciplinary problems, but she didn't want to appear over anxious. It took nearly a full month before they met again and the subject of discipline once more came up.

This time Carla wasn't going to be so delicate about it and so when they began talking she simply came right out and asked them both how or what they did about disciplining their little girls. It was as though she said a dirty word, and they both looked at one another than directly at Carla. She was surprised at their reaction thinking to herself, holy shit I didn't say anything bad did I?. But it seemed both these two young mothers had a secret, and when Carla asked about disciplining their little daughters it was almost as though she was trying to find out what their secret was. For the second time the two young mothers looked at one another, then once again they stared into Carla's face. Both young mothers were dark skinned and their little girls were playing in the playground with Bonita. The taller woman who's name was Alisha looked around the area to see if anybody was near enough to hear what they were talking about and then looked to her young friend Latoya. Alisha moved closer on the park bench to where Carla was sitting, now both young mothers had Carla sitting between them. It was the shorter girl Latoya who spoke first and it was almost a whisper when she began telling Carla about this man they knew who had been so influential in helping them with their little girls.

What got and held Carla's interest dramatically was when they described this man as being a middle aged white man with grey hair. Now both young mothers began to unfold a tale of incredible accomplishment all surrounding this remarkable grey haired white man, Carla listened intently as both young mothers explained how they learned of this man almost in the same manner as now Carla was. They too met someone in this very park who passed onto them the very information they were now passing onto Carla, they said it was all done by word of mouth. The more the two young mothers spoke, the more Carla's interests peaked. They spoke of their little girls uncommon sexual interest especially at their extremely young preteen age, their children were the same age as little Bonita, both were seven years old.

What the two young mothers spoke of resembled closely what Carla was experiencing.

Just like Bonita both their little girls were bringing pornography inside their houses and sneaking them into their bedrooms and hiding them. After being spanked many times the two young mothers were running out of patience and since both had no legal husbands to help with the discipline they found themselves in a desperate situation.

It was only when they met that other women who passed onto them the information they needed, that their hopelessness turned into hopefulness. Latoya and Alisha were just about to ask Carla if she would be interested in contacting this blond white man, when their little girls came running over to them pointing back at the playground. Their little friend Bonita was hanging upside down from the monkey bars exposing her little panties to some of the men sitting on the benches. Carla turned towards where the little girls were pointing and when she saw her granddaughter showing off her little white panties with all the hearts and poker dots on them she turned back towards her two friends. Both Latoya and Alisha knew from her expression that she had made up her mind to take advantage of the information they had just parted to her.

The two young mothers sent their little daughters back to the playground and began to tell Carla the details that would allow her to make the choice of accepting this remedy to her granddaughters sexual misbehavior or passing it by. For Carla their was no other choice to make, she had listened to all they had to say and was now ready to follow in their foot steps and contact this blond white man. There was just one last detail she had to consider, and that had to do with a most peculiar way of payment.

The mans name was Hans, and the two young mothers explained to Carla that Hans told them his services were very expensive. He said that it was his experience that the other women who sort him out, simply could not afford to pay him the traditional way and that is why he came up with an alternative to an actual cash transaction. Carla gulped when she heard his payment plan.

The child needing his special attention would be left with him for at least two days often those two days were extended to in some cases an entire week. When she pressed her young friends as to what measures would be taken to punish the children and why it would take two days or a full week to accomplish, They told her that Hans called it his corrective punishment process, he went on to say that it not only corrected the little girls naughty behavior, but it also allowed him to earn the money that his clients could not otherwise pay, and that it never failed. From word of mouth by others and from their own children they found out that in addition to some traditional punishment methods, the children were subjected to making pornographic films with lots and lots of older men. Both Latoya and Alisha said their little daughters told them when they returned home that they could not remember how many men had sex with them. They said at first it was terribly painful and they constantly cried especially when they had two and sometimes three and even four naked men raping them in front of then cameras. But after a long time the little girls no longer thought of sex the way they did before they were taken to this blond white mans house.

When Carla heard that Latoya and Alisha's little girls upon being returned to them were no longer interested in living a "Lolita" type childhood, it was the very thing she was hoping to hear. She took down Hans's phone number and address and made her mind up to call him the first chance she got.

The Appointment

That chance came the very next morning when Carla peeked out of her kitchen window and saw that her naughty little seven year old granddaughter had found and worn one of her little skirts that had been discarded for being much too short, it was one of several skirts and other clothes she wore from when she was five years old. and certainly not appropriate for a supposedly little seven year old girl. Those old clothes were set aside for donation to the orphanage. To make matters even worse, the child had enlisted the aide of one of the nearby neighbor men to help her supposedly retrieve a balloon she purposely let get tangled in the branches of the big tree just outside her house. Carla couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Bonita work the middle aged black man into hoisting her up to the branch where the balloon was stuck.

With that purposely worn revealing skirt the man was able to clearly see the child's little panties, and they too were from an earlier age making them appear as bikini style nearly bordering on the thong style. Once the balloon was retrieved the "Lolita" girl put her arms around the middle aged neighbor and kissed him making sure her little body was pressed tightly into his. A lesson she learned from her mothers boy friends.

Carla didn't hesitate a moment longer and dialed the telephone number of the man known as Mr. Hans. The phone rang many times and the disappointed Carla was just about to hang-up when a mans voice spoke up,

"Hello this is Hans"

Carla's heart raced, and she was barely able to manage a response, but overcame her immediate nervousness knowing only to well that she simply could not squander this opportunity.

"Hello she responded, my name is Carla Valdez I got your number from two young mothers I met in the park who said you might be able to help me with my little seven year old granddaughter."

" I see, he responded, and do you have the names of those two ladies you refer to?"

"Yes she said, their names are Latoya and Alisha."

A moment of silence, then another short response by the man who simply said,

"One moment please while I check my files it shouldn't take very long I'll be right back."

"Ah yes indeed he said as he got back to the telephone, I remember now they brought their little daughters to me, it says here in the file they are the same age as your granddaughter, seven years old you mentioned is that right?"

Carla quickly answered,

"Yes Yes that's right she's only seven, will you be able to help me sir? I mean I'm at my wits end with the little naughty girl."

A slight chuckle from over the phone then Hans said,

"No guarantees madam but I will use the same methods I used on those other children and a number of others with satisfactory results, but I must inform you my time is expensive and unless your willing to accept my terms I cannot set up any meeting with you, were you told of my payment method?"

Carla quickly responded by telling Hans she was told what his terms were and was perfectly willing to abide by them, she then asked, how long would he need to keep her granddaughter, and was told he couldn't tell over the phone and needed to see the child first before making that decision, he then completely surprised her by telling her that before she brought her little granddaughter to him she would need to give her three enema's the day before and then not give her anything to eat or drink, He stressed upon her that when the little girl arrived at his place he wanted her completely cleaned out, he said some of the things he intended to do the child required her to be free of any liquid or solid waste matter.

Carla smiled to herself knowing that one of her own punishments was the enema and this way little Bonita would be none for the wiser when that form of punishment was imposed upon her. Then she told him how fearful her granddaughter was of white men and wanted to know from him if she would be suffering lots of pain.

Hans was pleased to learn of the little girls fear of white men and told Carla that fear and pain were the tools of his trade and he counted on them to correct her granddaughters misbehavior.

The following morning little Bonita got her first enema and then another one at lunch time and a final one at dinner time. She was locked in her bedroom and wasn't allowed anything to eat or drink. The poor little girl cried her eyes out and banged on the door crying and pleading to be let out and promising to be a good girl. All to no avail, It was much to late now for her to suddenly change her ways based on some enemas and lack of food and water for one day. The following morning Carla unlocked the child's bedroom door and went inside. She told Bonita to wash herself thoroughly and then to come back out, she told her not to dress herself, she said,

"I'm going to dress you today, and since you showed our neighbor how you like wearing clothes from two years ago, that's how I'm going to dress you this morning."

Now it was Bonita's turn to become startled at what she would be made to wear. After she washed herself and brushed her teeth, Granny dressed her in a teeny tiny little dress from two years ago, the panties were also selected from a bunch of those clothes set aside for donating to the orphanage. The panties were white with poker dots all over them and they were extremely tiny, fitting her very very snugly. The hem of the tiny dress barely covered her panties.

Ordinarily Bonita would be very happy wearing them, making her feel very sexy and allowing her to be the little "Lolita" show off she had become used to, especially at the beckoning of her whore mother and her mothers many boyfriends. But not this time, this was different, this wasn't at all like that, this was very different, this was forced upon her by Granny and especially coming after a day and night of enemas and having been locked in her bedroom.

The Remedy: Day 1 - Part 1

The little seven year old child continued to ask her granny were she was taking her as the car drove through the neighborhood and further and further away from those familiar sites she was used to seeing. She began to feel frightened when Carla didn't answer her and continued to ask over and over again where they were going, and without any response she started to sob. After nearly an hour the car finally arrived at a lone house that sat by itself on a dead end block. By the time they arrived little Bonita was reduced to tears, and continued to cry when she was taken from the car and up to the front door of the small house. She was being held by her hand tightly and she was tugging and pulling while she sobbed and kept saying,

"Where are we Granny why wont you talk to me? I'm scared Granny please I promise to be a good girl honest I swear I will listen to you all the time please Granny I don't want to be here cant we go home? Boo hoo' Boo hoo' Boo hoo'"

But then the front door opened and a blond haired white man stood in the threshold looking at them he said,

"Ahhhhh you must be Ms. Valdez, Carla Valdez he then looked down at the now completely shocked little sobbing girl and said and this little girl would be your granddaughter Bonita, ummmmm come in please."

Carla smiled politely and yanked the frightened Bonita by her hand passed the front doors threshold and into the house. Bonita was trying to break the grip her Granny had on her hand, but wasn't able to and continued crying after the front door was closed.

Hans guided them into the den area and motioned for Carla to have a seat on the couch and asked if she would like some coffee since it was still morning. Carla accepted the offer for coffee and pulled little Bonita onto the couch seating her next to herself. As she did so Bonita's teeny tiny dress hiked way up exposing a good amount of her sexy poker dot panties.

After coffee Hans said "your little granddaughter is very pretty I think I want her to come over and sit on my lap while I determine how long I'm going to need to keep her."

Carla said "go sit on the mans lap Bonita."

Bonita said "no I wont he's a white man and my mommy said that white men want to do bad things to little dark skinned girls take me home Granny take me home."

She kept crying but remained seated next to Carla on the couch.

Hans smiled then looking first at Carla and then directly at little Bonita said,

"If you don't come here and sit on my lap I'm going to come over there and drag you over by myself and when I do I'm going to spank your little ass in front of you Granny."

Bonita continued crying but didn't react to Mr. Hans's threat, so he moved swiftly over to the couch and grabbed the seven year old child and carried her squirming and struggling little body back to his chair then positioned her so that she faced the side of his knees and soon he had her pulled face down across his lap. With a flip of his fingers he had that teeny tiny little dress she wore hiked up to her hips and then he gazed down at those tiny little poker dot panties she wore. He licked his lips then raised his right hand high above his head and brought it thundering down, striking her cute little ass cheeks directly over the crack of her panty covered ass.

"Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!"

"NYAAAAAAAAAAA! YAAAAAAAAAAAAH! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOO! howled the the little girl, Boo hoo! Waaaaaaaaaaaah! No more Mister Please Mister!"

Hans set the poor little crying girl back on her feet and held her around her waist, then looked passed her at the middle aged Grandmother, pulling the child tight against his hip he said to Carla,

"I'm going to need at least two, possibly three full days with this naughty little girl."

Still looking passed Bonita at Carla he continued by saying,

"Your granddaughter is a bit on the frail or fragile side, I only whacked her little ass ten times and you can see from her squealing how sensitive her body is to pain. I don't think we can get much out of her if we held her here for more than two or three days. I'm certain after that she wont be so anxious to flirt with the men."

Carla stood up from the couch and said,

"Ok Mr. Hans I guess I can leave now, is there any further information you need from me before I go?"

After hearing her granny say she was leaving her with the blond haired white man for three days little Bonita began screaming,

"Nooo!! no! noooooo! Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh!! Nooo!" Bonita cried again and again sniffing, AAaawwwwwww, aaaawwwwwm, awwwww!" she wailed aaaaaawwwwwwwwhhhh! Granny, Granny Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease I'm sorreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! Don't leave me here Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease Boo hoo! Oooooooooooo Pleeeeeeeeeeeease no Granny don't leave me."

Hans looked at Carla and said,

"No madam I don't really think I need any further information, you may return home and if there are any changes I will call you. If you wish you may kiss your granddaughter goodbye before you leave."

Carla looked at her teary eyed little seven year old granddaughter and decided not to kiss her goodbye, she did say however, as she reached for the doorknob of the front door,

"Maybe after your punishment you will listen to me and behave yourself."

Bonita screamed after her,

"Nanny, Nanny, no don't go don't leave me with the white man ohhhhhhh Nanny he's going to do bad things to me, Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease Boo hoo! mommy said the white man loves to do bad things to us."

Her words fell on deaf ears. Carla had just closed the front door behind her, as she left the small house on that dead end street and got into her car and drove off.

The Remedy: Day 1 - Part 2

Hans looked at the pretty little sobbing 7 year old child and grabbed her up in his arms. Then carried her small framed but yet very enticing and sexy little body downstairs to his porn studio. She resisted as best she could continuing to squirm and twist her torso while all the time crying and pleading with the blond haired white man not to harm her. But once again he found an armless straight back chair and after seating himself, he pulled her onto his lap with her legs dangling off the side of his right thigh. Her tears never stopped dripping from her eyes and down her cheeks and she continued to mumble her protests and pleadings.

"NOOOOOOOO! PLEEEEEEEEASE WAAAAAAAAH WAAAAAAAAH NO! NO! Yaaaaaaaaaah! Boo hoo! I'm sorreeeeeeeeee! she wailed"

the poor little girl sobbed and cried and bawled. But Hans was much to intent on feeling her charms through her teeny tiny little dress granny purposely dressed her in. to pay any serious attention to her pleadings. His hands roamed over her little body from her flat chest and tiny little nipple bumps to between her legs which were uncovered and exposed her tiny poker dot undersized panties. He squeezed her panty covered little girl pussy and poked his long middle finger at its covered pussy slit.

"AAaawwwwwww, aaaawwwwwm, awwwww!" she wailed aaaaaawwwwwwwwhhhh!" she sniffed"

She continued to cry and bawl as she felt his probing hands and fingers, then began screaming as he slowly began to strip off her clothing. She screamed her head off while trying as best she could to resist the evil white man,

"EEEeeAAAaahhhhwwww!" she shrieked and continued screaming as his fingers uncovered her smooth unblemished dark skin. Now completely naked sitting on his lap with both her legs swung over the side of his right leg the poor little child could do nothing but plead and cry and beg the man not to do all those terrible things her mommy and her boyfriends instilled on her little preteen mind about the evils done to little dark skinned girls.

Hans began to feel his fuck rod getting harder and harder as the sexy 7 year old child squirmed on his lap. He stood her back up on her feet once again and then he began removing his own clothing. This nearly sent her over the edge, it was the very first time she witnessed in real life a white mans naked body and it frightened her.

"She began to scream "Nooo!! no! noooooo! Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh!! Nooo! she continued sc reaming, sobbing, and gasping when the naked white man pulled her back onto his now completely naked body and made her sit on his throbbing cock.

"Ohhhhhh my god Oooooooooh pleeeeeeeeeeeeease mister I can feel your big Willie thing pressing against my bottom Ooooooooooooh pleeeeeeeeeeeease don't do bad things to me with that big naked thing of yours"

But knowing the child's fear of white men, and her terror of what she was told by her mother, Hans made good use of that information and began to hump her naked ass by lifting his torso off the seat of the chair he sat on.

"No! No! No! No! it feels very very hard, its too hard for me Yowwwwwwwww! she wailed, as she felt his swollen hard cock being pressed up against her tiny little naked butt and along the crack of her anus".

His hands were all over her, fingers pinching her teeny tiny nipples, teeth biting them, hands squeezing the swollen lips of her 7 year old virgin little pussy.

"Owwwwwwwwww! Bwaaaaaaaaah! Owwwwwww! "Owwwwwwweeeeeee! Yeowwwwwwwch! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! "OWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEE! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!"

Pre-cum began to drip from the head of his cock and Hans knew that he had to stop before he prematurely shot his load against the sexy little 7 year olds ass. Besides it was time for him to gather his team of pornographers, they had torture and rape videos to produce.

The Remedy: Day 2 - Part 3

Her little heart pounded inside her chest as more white men entered the downstairs porn studio, they came one after the other until there were no less than six of them. she sat there on a chair and watched with wide frightened eyes as she saw lights and cameras and video equipment being placed around the studio. When it was completely set up and ready for filming she was taken to the center of the room and placed directly under two dangling chains. She began screaming once again when several of then men began placing her wrists into shackles that hung at the bottom of the hanging chains.

"eeehhss! eehhss Eeaaaahhhh! EEEEEEEEEE! Nooo!! no! noooooo! Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh!! Nooo! but then her ankles were likewise shackled Nooo!! no! noooooo! Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh!! Nooo!" Nooo!! no! noooooo! Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh!! Nooo!"

She hung there by her wrists with her ankles bound and shackled and then that awful stretcher bar was placed between her legs, forcing them to be spread wide apart.

The bright lights were switched on and the poor little girl had a difficult time determining which man was touching her body and which man was pinching her little sensitive parts. All she knew was she was receiving pain on her little flat titties and tiny nipple bumps as well as her little pussy lips and her round smooth little ass cheeks.

Her sobbing and crying and pleading had no effect on those awful white men, they just continued tormenting her naked body. The first full day of her punishment ended just after her first rape, it was a multiple insertion rape with one man holding her pussy lips spread apart while another man forced his big fat Willie thing inside her tiny little Cuny hole while that happened the man who was raping her pussy was also spreading her tiny little ass hole apart for the other man who forced his big hard thing into her ass hole, it took many painful attempts before her sphincter would give way to the evil mans terribly hard and wicked rape rod. But finally both white men had their rock hard rape poles shoved inside her.

"EEEeeAAAaahhhhwwww!" she shrieked, "OOOOwwwwiieeeeee! Owwiieee!" Eeeuhhh, eeeeiihhh, ieeeehhh," and cried even harder "Aaaahhwww Ahhwww Ahhhhwwww!!" she screamed even louder "AAAaaaaaaawwwwwww! UuhhAwwww!" The little girl screamed, sobbing and gasping."eeehhss! eehhss! Owwwwie!"

She fainted and had to be taken down from her chains and then as that first day ended she was placed in bed and allowed to sleep. The following morning she awoke with a terrible pain in both her little pussy and an even more terrible pain inside her tiny little fanny hole as she called it. Hans and two other men woke her and showered her and then inserted some healing lubricants in both her raped holes. It was during this time while the men had their lubricated fingers inside her, that Bonita began to get those feelings she used to get when her mommies boyfriends played with her front and back holes by rubbing them with their fingers.

She was still extremely hungry but they only allowed her to drink a small bottle of nutritional supplements. Then it was back once again to the porn studio and in front of those bright lights and video and film cameras. This time she was placed faced up on a very strange looking leather exam table, it had very small platforms to hold her feet in a wide and bent position. She heard the men calling them stirrups and they looked like the stirrups she remembered when granny put her on the merry-go-round horse.

Her wrists were once again bound and they were pulled back and fastened to the end of the exam table. Her heart began to beat faster when she saw the room filling with the same six men that raped her the day before. This time they stood on each side of that exam table and some of them were holding funny looking things in their hands, they looked like the Willies she saw hanging between the men's legs only these were made out of rubber or plastic.

When she heard a loud voice coming from the back of the room behind the bright lights a voice she recognized as belonging to Mr. Hans it said.

"LIGHTS, CAMERA'S, ACTION!"

No sooner did that voice shout out, then the men on either side of that exam table began plucking on her nipples and rubbing her little pussy with those plastic Willies. She didn't feel any terrible pain at first, as a matter of fact she began to feel the same feelings she remembered feeling when her mommies boyfriend rubbed her with their hands and fingers. The men continued rubbing her pussy and licking her tiny nipples which began to harden from the arousal. Bonita tried not to let them hear her sighs or moans of sexual arousal, although she found it hard to hold back her feelings. But that only lasted a very brief time.

Once again she heard Mr. Hans shout from the back of the room he said,

"Ok men remember what this film and video is about, let me remind you, its about a naughty little girl that needs to be taught a hard lesson, so lets get to it"

That being said the men wasted no time in torturing her naked little body, other objects were thrust inside her little pussy, they vibrated as they jammed themselves far inside her raped cunt hole, other men began sticking needles into her nipples and the surrounding areolas of her flat titties.

"she shrieked, "OOOOwwwwiieeeeee! Owwiieee!" Eeeuhhh, eeeee Eeeuhhh, eeeeiihhh, ieeeehhh,"

Some of the men held other objects in their hands and when the used them on her poor tender body they sent electric shocks through her sensitive skin.

"Zzzzzzzzaaap! Zzzzzzzzap! Zzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaap! Zzzzzzzzaaap! Zzzzzzzzap! Zzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaap!"

"she wailed aaaaaawwwwwwwwhhhh! Eeaaaahhhh! uuuaaahhh! uuuaaanhh!!" EEEEEEEEEE! AAAaaaaaaawwwwwww! UuhhAwwww!"

She once again fainted from the torturous pain of those electric shocks and when she was revived she no longer was bound on that exam table which of course she was much too young to know was a Gynecological exam table. This time she found herself once again bound and hanging from those same two chains as she was the day before. Her legs spread and her ankles shackled to the ground. Her eyes opened wide as now another horror faced her, she saw two men standing holding whips, other men holding other instruments of torture which turned out to be cattle prods. Again the voice from the rear of the studio announced, "BEGIN". The man holding the cat-o-nine tail flogger began whipping the front of her body striking her flat chest and tiny nipples with the flogger which contained nine thin strips of leather and a dildo handle.

"SWOOOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOOOSH!"

At the same time the man standing behind her and holding the spanking paddle began whacking her little brown skinned ass with it,

" THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! "NYAAAAAAAAAAAA! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOO!" howled the little girl"

"THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! AAAAAAAAAAAH! Bwaaaaaaaaaaaah! "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOO! IT HURTS! THE PAIN! "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Pweeeeeeeeeease YHAAAAAAA!" AHHHHHHH! NOOOO! NOT THERE! NOT THERE! IT STINGS! PLEASE! STOP!" CRACK!-CRACK!-CRACK!-CRACK!-CRACK!"EEEEEEEEEEEE! IT STINGS! IT STINGS! Boo hoo! Boo hoo!"

It went on like that for the longest time only this time Mr. Hans shouted from the back of the room for the torture to end and the raping begin. And soon little Bonita was once again getting both her little holes jammed with large hard cocks that humped her from front and back all at the same time, while the other men sucked and plucked her tiny nipples.

Near the end of her ordeal and with all the pain she had to endure, the little girl once again began to feel that unexplained arousal she felt at the end of her first day of torture. She was untied and taken back to her sleeping quarters where she was given a shower and then medicated with healing salves which they applied both to her outsides and insides. Then she was dressed in soft pajamas and put to bed.

The Remedy: Day 3 - Part 4

The morning of the third day little Bonita awoke feeling some slight wetness between her legs, she had felt the same wetness several times when she was with her mommies boyfriends. But then she was being aroused purposely by them at her own mommies urgings. This was completely different, this was torture and double penetration rape. It puzzled her, but yet it was the same wetness, and not urine she was feeling. Soon Mr. Hans arrived and this time he was completely naked and was being accompanied by two other naked men.

Before she could get a word or two out, she was being undressed and carried back down to their porn studio. How odd she thought to herself this third day of her punishment seemed not to frighten her, instead she was getting a tingle between her legs. Once again the signal came from in back of the room,

"LIGHTS! CAMERAS! ACTION!, the voice of Mr. Hans rang out loud and clear."

As in the two previous days there stood 6 naked middle aged men with their big Willies sticking up from between their legs. surprisingly little Bonita no longer dreaded what she knew would certainly involve her being raped by all of them and many times too. But today the third day of her forced stay with Mr. Hans, she began to question her her own feelings about the word rape. For the first two days the word held a special meaning to her, it meant those evil men were forcing their big rape Willies inside her tiny holes against her wishes and hurting and frightening her.

But on this the third day for some unexplained reason she didn't fear what was about to happen to her. She wasn't even bound this time, instead she was positioned between two of the men and as her clit and butt hole were massaged and finally penetrated she suddenly found herself being sexually stimulated

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hoohh! UUUUUUU "UUUUHYESSS!!", she moaned Mmmm. mmmmm, mm mmmm!"OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhh Ummmmmmmmmm, she felt no shame at her reactions, she simply couldn't control them and she couldn't stop, it just felt too goooooood."

She was nearly turning 8 years old and was experiencing one orgasm after another even the men fucking her noticed their cocks were being lubricated by the child's own secretions rather than any outside substance.

The six men took turns fucking her between them, while two were humping her little pussy hole and butt opening at the same times, the others were busy sucking on her tiny nipples, while others were getting prepared to shove their hardened cocks inside her mouth. Soon with a mouth full of adult hard cock being forced to the back of her throat the tiny little dark skinned 7 year old Bonita began choking on the hard scum filled fuck pole.

"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Currrrrph! Gak! the little preteen girl gagged Sluuurp Sluuuuuurp! Sluuuuuuurp! Squish! Squish! Sluuuuuuurp! Squish!" she sucked and licked, Sluuuuuuuurp! Sloooooo! Squisha-squisha-squisha"

At first her tentative little tongue unused to having cock shoved inside her mouth just let it act as a cushion for the large throbbing cock that was inserted. But after several more cock insertions, she began to move her little tongue in a much more seductive manner. These new tactics by the little dark skinned 7 year old girl only added to the unbelievable sensation each man was experiencing and hastened their orgasmic release, soon her face was dripping with cum, that ran from her lips and down her chin dripping eventually to the floor.

It went on that way for most of that day, and soon Mr. Hans was pleased at the results of his efforts to not only punish the child but more important to him were the many photo's and videos he was able to obtain. At the end of that third days session he took little Bonita aside and said to her,

"Well child have you learned your lesson? will you be a good little girl so I can have your Granny come and pick you up?"

Bonita knew that even though she was thoroughly enjoying that third days sessions she had to convince Mr. Hans that she was ready to go home, for one thing she was starving to death, they had not properly fed her for three full days so that she would not interfere with the double penetration raping of her tiny pussy and even tighter little bun hole.

She called upon her fake crying when her Granny Carla spanked her even though the arthritic slapping of her naked bun cheeks really wasn't very painful, she nonetheless put on the act, it was that act that she now used to convince this blond haired white man that she indeed learned her lesson and was ready to be returned home a much wiser and much more well behaved little girl.

"Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Oh yes Mr. Hans I really learned my lesson sir. Please sir can I go back with my Nanna? I promise to behave and not do those bad things any more I promise"

Her crying act was enough to convince Hans that he could call Ms. Carla Valdez the child's grandmother and have her come for the little child.

The call was made and on the morning of the fourth day Carla arrived happy it was all over and so very anxious to be able to return back home with a rehabilitated and well behaved little 7 year old child. Bonita ran to her and hugged and kissed her, they said their goodbyes and were soon on their was back home.

The Aftermath

For nearly a full week Carla was a very happy grandmother, little Bonita now a few weeks away from turning 8 years old and was the granddaughter she always hoped her to be. No longer did she find pornographic magazines hidden in her room, no longer did she find her dressing herself in those two year old clothes destined to be turned over to the orphanage. Her attitude and demeanor now resembled a little girl who was as innocent and pure as the driven snow.

Carla had begun forgiving herself for choosing such an extreme method of punishment to correct her granddaughters sexual misbehavior. In fact she even resumed taking the little girl back to the same park and playground where she first met the two young mothers Latoya and Alisha, who spoke to her about Mr. Hans, the disciplinarian that seemed to change little Bonita from a "Lolita" child into a sweet little innocent child. She proudly told them of the successful outcome, and all three women agreed that the methods used even though so terribly extreme were the only methods that seemed to work for their children.

It was days later that Carla heard from her own daughter Maria and little Bonita's own mother. Carla was concerned when Maria asked to see her little girl once again. After all it was Maria and her boyfriends that sent little Bonita on a road of sexual promiscuity and eventually on behavior that was totally inappropriate for a child her age. But she could not legally prohibit her from seeing her own daughter and besides Carla was confident that the punishment she arranged for the little 7 year old was the very thing needed to correct the child's sexual misbehavior.

It was on that weekend that Maria came by to pickup little Bonita, and when Carla looked out of her front window she saw two black men sitting in a car that must have been one of theirs. She watched little Bonita who was wearing a very pretty dress that although was not slutty, it was all the same still quite short and revealing. Once again Carla believed the recent punishment endured by her pretty granddaughter was sufficient to keep the child on a road of purity.

The hours passed slowly that Saturday and Carla's concern mounted when her daughter Maria never returned little Bonita that day. When Sunday arrived and still no sign of her adorable granddaughter, Carla's concern turned to worry. It was late Sunday evening when the phone rang and Carla rushed frantically over to it and picked it up swiftly.

"Hello is that you Maria? is Bonita ok?"

What was said next caused her to drop her jaw and open both her mouth and eyes wide with shock. Her own daughter Maria verbally attacked her over the phone,

"YOU BITCH YOU LOUSY STINKING BITCH I OUGHT TO HAVE YOU TOSSED IN JAIL, HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY DAUGHTER TO A SAVAGE AND SADISTIC WHITE MAN AND GIVE HIM YOUR PERMISSION TO TORTURE AND RAPE HER"

"I will make sure you never see her again, she told me everything. Thanks to you my little 7 year old daughter is no longer a virgin, I never allowed my boyfriends to take her virginity away from her. But now that its gone and she's eager to enjoy sex, my boyfriends and my little daughter can enjoy each other. Don't try to contact us you fucking Bitch!"

Carla never got an opportunity to speak, the phone was slammed down, and she just stood there stunned.

The days that followed were lonely days for Carla and she sat alone on the outside of the small house looking out at the sky and remembering the old poem she heard as a child herself.

Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of Woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

She thought to herself since both she and little Bonita were born on Wednesday who was the one full of Woe?

End