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Subject: {ASSM} A CLUB OF THE JAPANESE BUSINESSMEN (rape, viol, abduct, bukkake, ptgirl)
Date: Mon, 26 May 2003 18:10:05 -0400
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A CLUB OF THE JAPANESE BUSINESSMEN

The private night club is half-empty. Or half-full, it depends on
how you'd see it. The place is not very big, designed to take
about 100 customers in, but now there's only 40 or 50 customers
sitting at the tables. And they all are men. To be excact, they
all are Japanese businessmen in their mid-fifties. It's also
clearly visible, that they are quite wealthy businessmen. They
are dressed up very formally in dark or grey suits. They wear
valuable rings in their fingers and they drink expensive drinks.
Some of them are smoking big cigars. The atmosphere in the club
is very tensed, even nervous, I would say. This is not a place
where a man would go to have a nice dinner with his wife. The men
have come here to relax. To forget their every day routines and
their killing stress. Most of them know each other. They all are
at honored positions in the society.

But there's also this another thing that binds them together.
That's why they're here today. Each one of them share a same
secret fantasy. It's a fantasy that they can't speak about in
public. But after all it's very simple: They all get sexual
pleasure out of violence. Their cocks get stiffened when they see
violence. Violence with females as victims, to be precise. And
naturally violence as a part of the sexual intercourse. At home
they can't beat their wives or their daughters, it would create a
scandal. But here they can do whatever they want. They don't go
to the Free Masons, they come here.

It's true that in Japan they are commonly respected and the
community sees them as decent men. They are respected and people
listen to their opinions. In reality , however, they do live a
double-life. Even though they give money to charity, it doesn't
mean that they really would like to make this world a better
place for everyone.  They are just selfishly feeding their public
image. They don't give a shit about the hungry children of
Africa.

So, even childhood isn't sacred for these men. Most of them visit
regularly raping children in their poor neighbour countries. Just
to get personal satisfaction. And it only makes them feel more
self-complacent, if possible. They don't know how to feel pity.
They'll  only get hornier, if the woman suffering is young or a
child. They can just feel their hardening cocks in their
expensive slacks. They are not in danger of getting caught, you
know. With all their money they can make the silence fall around
their "little activities". They have bought the organization. The
dirty work is done for them and all they have to do, is sit back,
watch and enjoy themselves. No-one really cares enough about the
poor street-children to take a risk for their sake and to make
all this evil come to light. If somebody really knows something,
he will simply be bought silent. And that'll be the end of the
discussion.

 When the first one of the night's shows is about to begin, the
businessmen are slowly gathering around the small stage. The
background music goes off. The host of the night, an Asian man in
his thirties, comes onto the stage. Behind him he is dragging a
girl, who can't be more than eight or nine years old. The girl is
panting and crying and it's obvious that someone has beaten her.
Propably the host himself. Or the owner of the club. Her other
eye has turned to purple and her long black hair is a complete
mess. Tears are wetting her beautiful cheeks.

The girl is naked. Of course. The men are staring her with their
lustful eyes and in their minds they are already violating this
young body, that isn't showing any signs of womanhood yet. She
doesn't have breasts. Her chest is flat like young boy's chest
and between her small legs everyone can see a tiny, hairless
crack. Or maybe "a crack" is a wrong word. "A line" seems to be
much more matching. She is just a child and has no understanding
of why she is here or what's about to happen to her.

The lights are bright and she can't see, but she seems to sense
all the staring eyes and starts to panic. Her crying is becoming
more and more loud all the time and after a short while, she is
finally able to see all the cruel faces all around her. She can
see eyes that are full of only hatred and evil. The eyes are
surrounded by tightly closed mouths and sweating faces. She can
see hands nervously straightening all those ties. Beams of light
reflecting from eye-glasses. The glowing of cigars. She can smell
the smoke. It's getting hard to breathe. Partly because of the
smoke and partly because of her panic. She's panting heavier now.
Finally she starts to scream with a very high-pitched voice. Like
little girls usually do. She is seriously trying to fight back.
She's hitting the host weakly with his small fist. This is prized
with some amusement and laughter from the audience. However, the
host seems to know, what he has to do. He just grabs the girl
from her neck and punches her stomach hard with his powerful
right. This is familiar business for him. The girl is now
squirming on the floor. She sobs and holds her stomach. And then,
for the enjoyment of everyone, she curls herself up in the fetal
position.

The girl's eyes are glistening with tears. Men's eyes are
glistening with lust. They are licking their lips. This is just
the the thing they wanted to see. Their cocks are standing rock
hard somewhere out of sight. There's still a bit of modesty in
the air, but as usual, it will soon be gone. The first sounds of
opening zippers are heard. Now they have become beasts, but they
like being ones. Their prey is on the stage. They want to see her
destruction and the terror on her face. The host is making an
announcement and asks if there would be two volunteering
gentlemen to work as his aid on the stage. Of course even one man
would be enough to hold the little girl still for the rape, but
two men will look more violent and that's what the audience has
paid for. The two gentlemen are grabbing the girls hands. They
are pushing her towards the floor. Another gentleman stands up
and places his foot on the girl's head. He is having fun by
crushing her face with his shoe and listening to her
heart-breaking screams. The host is pulling his pants down and
his huge cock is jumping up for all to see. For a short while he
just stands at his spot and moves his foreskin slowly. The girl
doesn't notice it, she's just trying desperately to fight against
the two businessmen, who are violating her  with delight. The
audience is silent.

Then, suddenly, and without any warning, the host jumps onto the
girl and smashes his cock into the girl's small opening. The girl
cries out in pain. She was still a virgin, because the Japanese
did make very clear that they want to see a girl losing her
virginity in a rape. The host's cock tears its way through her
hymen and her blood starts to flow. Together with her tears. The
little girl's body really isn't ready for sex yet. But this is
not sex. This is a very violent rape, and so it doesn't matter at
all, if the girl is ready or not. The pumping begins. In the
audience, someone is groaning and breathing very heavily. Then a
grey-suited man stands up in the front row, masturbating his cock
with rage. A load of sperm is landing on the stage. The host
pumps his massive cock in and out of the girl. Blood is colouring
it red, and this seems to turn him on even more. The little child
is going through an enormous deal of pain. She tries to get away.
She tries to move her body and raise her head, but it is no use.
The two gentlemen are keeping her in their powerful grasp. She
can feel the host's cock moving impossibly in her little cunny
and it hurts. It hurts so much, but she isn't able to do nothing
to ease the pain. Nothing but screaming desperately. The host is
going on fucking and slaps her buttocks with her hands. Many
times. When the girl opens her eyes, she can see two men leering
at her and wanking their "thingies". She screams again and
another one of the gentlemen sees his opportunity and sticks his
tongue deep in her mouth. The girl tries to fight him off, tries
to close her mouth, but then she just feels a hard slap on her
cheek. The other man tells her to keep her mouth open. He says
that she is a cunt. She doesn't know what that means.

The man makes some lewd fucking gestures with his tongue and the
girl screams into his mouth. She notices that the man licking her
mouth is laughing. He laughes like a madman, but then he suddenly
stops. His body is cramping and cramping again and then he starts
shouting back into the girls mouth. The girl doesn't know that
the man just had an orgasm. She feels just like in the nightmare
she had some time ago.

The men in the audience are stretching their necks so that they
can get the best view to the rape. Drool is leaking out of their
mouths. There is no modesty anymore. The other gentleman holding
the girl slaps her face hard and demands her to open her mouth
again. But at the same time he violently pulls her jaw open with
his hand. The girl sees him pushing his "thingie" towards her
mouth and tries to close it, but can't.  He's just too strong,
and then it's too late. The gentleman is pushing his cock as deep
into her mouth as it can possibly go. The little girl is gagging,
but he continues pushing anyway. His cock is big. Or compared to
the girl's mouth it is. He realizes that he is probably causing
some serious damage to the girls throat, but that realization
only makes him want to go on deeper. She has to stretch her mouth
to make the horrible thing fit in. She can't breathe anymore. She
is desperately trying to pull air into her lungs, but can't. Not
even through her nose because the man's crotch is crushing her
nose. His black pubic hair is sticking in her eyes and it hurts.
She is trying to pull him away, but the man just laughs. At the
same time the host just goes on with his brutal pumping in her
pussy.

The gentleman's testicles are resting on the girl's tear-stained
cheeks. It feels good to him. He is staying there with his pole
buried in this child's throat and her spasms and gags are
massaging him powerfully. That too feels very good to him. He can
feel his cumming start. Just when the girl's face is starting to
turn blue, he draws out and shoots his first load straight into
her mouth. The girl tries to fill her lungs with air at the same
time but the gentleman's sperm gets, of course, into her 
windpipe and she starts to cough The man lets out a victorious
shout and shoots the rest of his load on the coughing girls body.
At the same time he is sitting down on her face and letting out a
loud fart. The other gentleman finds this very amusing. He laughs
and forces the girl to open her eyes. When the man gets off her
face, she vomits instantly. The men are not paying attention,
though. They are concentrated in rubbing their Japanese sperm all
over the poor girls body.

The host is using his cock violently. His balls are slapping
against the girl's ass. At this time the audience has started
openly masturbating themselves. Tens of veiny cocks are sticking
right up from between their zippers. The child is crying
desperately for her mother to help her. I suppose it's an
automatic reaction. She isn't able to think much anymore. The two
gentlemen haven't got much to do, so they start pulling her black
hair. I suppose they are playing some sort of a game. "Which one
of us has got enough power to pull off a handful of little girl's
hair" - game. At least it looks like that. Everyone is shouting
insults to her. They are saying that she's a whore. She doesn't
know what that means either.

Just a week ago she was still living her more or less miserable
life in the slum area of a big city. Her family, if one can call
it a family, was very poor. A father, a mother and five
daughters. Her father was a drunkard and all the money that the
mother and the children earned with their hard work in a clothes
factory, he spent drinking. He didn't show very much gratitude,
though. He beat and terrorized his family almost every day. Or
maybe his way of showing gratitude was that he didn't molest his
daughters until they had reached the age of ten. So far only two
of them had. Almost every man molested kids at their area. Maybe
he thought that he was very fair.

That evening the girl's mother was just leaving to buy some food
for her family. Just when her father came home. Drunk, as usual.
He called for his wife and demanded to have all her money. The
wife had learned from the previous times not to argue with him
and she gave the money. Refusing created only violence. Sometimes
she had tried to hide some of the money, but then her husband had
ordered the whole family to stand in line and went through every
place, saerching for the money. Which he also found. After that
he had used his fists mercilessly. Even his youngest daughter,
who was four at the time, he beat up. The wife asked, where would
they get money to buy food. The children were hungry. Her husband
told her to go out on the streets and sell her ass as usual. The
wife said that she was not a prostitute, but the man had left the
house already. This was quite a normal routine in the family of
our girl. But this time everything didn't go as it usuallydid...

As the father was ordering his fourth beer, two men came over to
him. Another one of them is familiar to us already. He was the
host of the night club. Another one was the owner of the same
club. They bought him a couple of drinks and let him understand
that he could easily earn a great amount of money. They told him
that they needed a young girl to work as an erotic dancer in a
well respected night club. They asked him, if he possibly could
come up with some ideas. The father was very drunk and he said
that he could handle anything. The men gave him money. Not very
much, but still more than his family made in a month. Then,
whispering in a best "man-to-man" - style, they added that if the
girl would be a virgin, they could pay even a double price.

The father didn't love his daughters. He loved liquour. He had
always wanted to have a son, but he hadn't got one. For that he
blamed his wife. He was sure that she was a whore. If her wife
had gotten pregnant from his seed, he would have a boy now. He
was man enough to make boys into this world. His seed was good
enough to make boys, he thought. So his wife was a cunting whore.
This wasn't true, of course. His wife had always been faithful to
him, but anyway, it was her part to be the one who suffers. After
the birth of every girl, he became more violent.

The father led the men to his home. Both of them were also a bit
drunk. The family had already gone to bed with their empty
stomaches and everything had just calmed down, when suddenly the
door was kicked open and three men stood at the opening. The
father walked to his eight-year old daughter and dragged her out
of the bed. The younger ones started to cry and the wife stood
up, alarmed, demanding to know what was happening. The father
punched her face hard with his fist and told her not to
interfene. This was men's business. The two men laughed to that
and didn't pay any attention to the woman. The father assured
that her daughter was a virgin, and that she was for sale. The
girl screamed as the men ripped her nightgown and another one of
them pushed his fingers into her vagina. The father was speaking
the truth. The deal was done. At this point the mother had
realized what this was all about, and ran desperately between the
men and her daughter. She begged her husband to have mercy and
fell down to her knees. It didn't have the effect, she had hoped
for. All of the three men attacked her, threw her to the floor
and started beating and kicking her around her body and head
until she laid bleeding and unconscious on the floor. During this
incident, the daughters had screamed hysterically and tried to
find safety from each other, which wasn't very smart thing todo.

The two men had noticed that there were also four other girls in
the house. Some of them even younger than the one that they had
actually come for. This time they offered the father a really
great amount of money, if he would just agree to sell them too.
Of course they could have just taken them without any cost, but
they had had very straight instructions from Japan to be avoiding
anything that might cause police to take interest on their
abductions. Most of the policemen were naturally corrupted, but
safe was always safe. The father didn't need much time to think
about it. He told the men to take the sluts out of his house. At
this point he had understood that his daughters weren't really
going to be hired as erotic dancers. They were going to become
whores against their will, but in spite of that he said that he
didn't care what was going to happen to them and he would never
ask for them afterwards. He looked at her daughters and told them
that they were worthless to him and they had to get out of his
sight. To underline his words, he slapped each one of them
sharply in their faces. The girls were crying and begging their
father not to abandon them and the two men felt a nice waves of
pleasure coming from between their legs as they listened to their
useless pleas.

The three men shook hands. The father received the money.
Everyone was satisfied. Except the daughters, who were horrified
and couldn't do anything but cry and sob. The girls were drugged
and after a short telephone call, a car came to pick up the the
girls and the two men. Then they were gone. The father was alone
in his house. His wife was laying unconscious on the floor. For a
moment he tried to think with his drunken brains. He tried to
think, what he would do now, but he didn't bother following his
thoughts to any conclusion. He was rich now. In his own little
world he could get anything he wanted. For the last time he
kicked his wife and walked out of the house. He had decided not
to return ever again. It's quite obvious that he's now living a
quite comfortable life in some town nearby. He can afford himself
a little luxury and as much booze as he is ever able to drink.
His wife will propably end up as a cheap street prostitute.
That's of course only if she doesn't have the courage or a will
to commit suicide. But to be honest with you, nobody is really
interested in what will happen to her. At least her husband. I'm
sure that he already has much, much younger pussies pleasing the
sensitive skin of his penis, wherever he is.

At the club of Japanese businessmen, the banker, Mr. Yong is
massaging his cock. Sinister thoughts are wandering through his
mind.   "Whore, little whore. Fuck her, rape her, kill her...Go
ahead, cry for your mother, cunt. No-one can hear you, no-one can
hear you, no-one can hear you..." Mr. Yong is wrong. Everyone can
hear her, but no-one will help. Every man in this room shares mr.
Yong's thoughts. His breathing is coming more intense. Now he is
actually panting. He has a nervous laugh with himself. Then he
spits on the child laying on the stage. A couple of other men are
following his example. The child is screaming from the bottom of
her lungs. The host has moved to rape her asshole, and the girl
is feeling like she's going to rip in two. The host's cock must
be thicker than any of her shits. The speed of his thrusts is
going up. Clearly he is about to reach his orgasm. Some of the
Japanese men have already cummed and the small stage is at some
places covered with their slimy sperm. The men are howling in
extreme pleasure. So is mr. Yong. Grunts everywhere. The host is
reaching his orgasm and pulls his cock out of the child's ass.
The two gentlemen are grabbing the girls hair and keeping her
head in place so the host can spray every drop of his jism all
over her face. When he's done, he slaps the girl's face a couple
of times with his cock and pulls up his pants The two gentlemen
turn her head to the audience so that everyone can see her face.
Then they drag her to the edge of the stage and one by one the
businessmen start shooting their loads in the face of the ruined
little girl. When they come, they all roar within the feeling of
power they've got. Some of them want to beat the girl while they
shoot their load and bruises start to appear all over her body.
The two men are dragging her from a man to another and are making
sure that she has to take it all. One man in a dark suit sticks
his cock up to her nose opening and shoots his load into to her 
nose canal. At the same time he is constantly spitting in her
face. Then there are two older gentlemen who force her eyes open
with their free hands. And as they both have their cocks aimed
straight to the girl's eyes they start cumming. She can't close
her eyes. She is helpless in front of the attack of the burning
seed. The men just grunt and moan abnormally. The two men, that
hold her in place let out a cruel laughter and yet another man is
trying to force his fist up her cunt. The little child is
screaming out her horror. She is crying out for her mother or
anybody, who could help her. The men are feeling like winners.
They can, because they are winners. They have succeeded. They
have destroyed a life proved their masculinity.

Suddenly the girl feels hand grabbing her from all over her body.
The men cannot wait for their turns and the rest of them are
rushing all over the girl, stroking their cocks. And then the
constant stream of slimy wad is splashing all over her. Mostly on
her face though. The holders are moving her head around so that
her face is making contact to the tips of everyone's cocks. All
are given a chance to shoot whrever he wants to. The men are
sweating. They are cursing the girl and grunting like pigs. Some
of them are pushing their cocks against her eyeballs. When they
are done, they all get off the stage and shove the girl onto her
back. They are leaving to get another drink start waiting for the
next disposable girl. This one is an used slut. They don't want
to think about her anymore. For her there will be nothing more
left than pain and cruelty. The love part is gone. The child is
completely covered in sperm. Her once so beautiful hair is now a
one sticky mess. Her eyes, her mouth and her whole skin are
overpowered with Japanese semen. Almost everyone here have had
their way with her. Now they don't remember her anymore. Except
one man. He is still looking at her, even though she can't notice
that. He hasn't played his cards yet, but he's definitely going
to. Tonight will be his turn to get a little bit of privacy...

An hour has passed and the men are sitting at their tables,
having drinks, talking and laughing with each other. Mr. Yong
approaches the host and gives him some money. Enough to make sure
that he's got the right to spend some time alone with the little
girl. He is escorted to a locked door. The host opens it and lets
mr. Yong in. Mr. Yong is horny. He wants to hurt the child. Make
her suffer for real. She reminds him of her own granddaughter.
Mr. Yong is 55 years old at the moment. A rich banker, who has
his life in order and nothing to worry about.

The room behind the door is very ascetic. It looks more like a
cell than a whore's chamber. A bed, a toilet seat and the door.
No windows. One bare lamp is hanging from the ceiling. The host
asks, if mr. Yong wants to have some lubricant and paper, but
with a friendly voice, he refuses. Then the host goes away,
leaving the door unlocked. The child is curled up in the corner,
moving herself back and forward in a rhytmic manner. No-one
hasn't bothered cleaning her up. All the sperm is still covering
her skin. Partly dried, of course. Her eyes are red from the
crying and the burning semen. She notices the man at the door and
squeezes herself even more tightly, frightened. Mr. Yong walks to
the child and starts kicking her. His shoe cuts straight through
her sensitive skin.   "Stand up, whore !", he yells and kicks her
a couple of times more. "Get up from there !" The child screams
in pain and tries to cover herself, but mr. Yong drags her up
from her hair and snorts in her face. The child screams again for
her momma.   "You are not going to see you mother ever again !
Your mother is dead ! Did you hear me ?", mr. Yong punches his
fist to her jaw.    "I asked you a question, you poor cunt. What
do you have to say about it ? I killed your mother with my own
hands. She's dead !", he goes on and throws the child against a
wall as hard as he can. Of course mr. Yong can't know whether her
mother is alive or not, but he just felt good saying like that.
He throws her around a couple of times more until she can't stay
on her feet anymore. The child tries to crawl towards the door,
foolishly hoping that she could get out of it. Mr. Yong jumps on
her back and starts to ride her like a horse. However, mr. Yong
is a very heavy man for an eight-year old girl to carry and she
collapses to the floor. That makes mr. Yong furious. He picks up
a handgun from his pocket and shows it to the girl. She starts to
shiver and her red eyes grow wide. Mr. Yong points the gun
straight to her eyes.   "Listen, bitch. I have decided to ride on
you, and you'd better carry me or I will kill you. I'm not
interested in how young or weak you are. I have paid for you and
you are here to do just as I say or you will die. Understand !?"
The girl can't get her eyes away from the gun. She starts to sob.
  "Please mister, please don't hurt me anymore. I will do
anything you say. I will carry you, mister. Please don't kill
me.", she begs.   "Get on your knees !", mr. Yong orders and sits
down on her back. He presses the gun against the neck of the girl
and tells her to get moving. Then he lifts his feet on her
shoulders, so that she would have to carry all of his weight. The
girl is fearing that she will die, if she isn't able carry this
man and from some almost unnatural resources she can find the
strength to carry mr. Yong. She can feel the gun pressing on her
neck.   "Faster, whore !", mr. Yong orders and gets his cock out
with is other hand. The little girl tries to move faster, but it
is difficult. Her knees are hurting. She's just a little child
and mr. Yong, a grown-up banker in a suit is sitting with his
full weight on her back. Mr. Yong is masturbating slowly. From
time to time he slaps the back of her head and her ass. He gives
her orders where to go. He tells her to crawl to the door, but
when she gets there, he claims that he told her to crawl to the
toilet. For that she receives a severe beating. Mr. Yong pushes
his fingers up her pussy and her ass. He shuts her air passages
and keeps her without air for a minute. He beats her ears with
his hands and yells that she's too slow. All the time he is
fondling his swollen member and throwing insults to the child.
But she just goes on. Finally mr. Yong gets bored and starts to
jump on her back until she collapses again. He gets up and kicks
her hard in her pussy. The girl screams and loses her
consciousness, so mr. Yong drags her to the toilet and pushes her
head into the bowl. He keeps her mouth and nose underwater until
she starts to struggle. Then he throws her away from him with
disgust.

Mr. Yong is standing in the middle of the room with his cock out
and looks at the crying eight-year old on the floor. Then he
pulls down his pants and sits down on the toilet.   "Crawl here,
brat.", he commands her with a cold voice. The child crawls to
him on her hands and knees. Mr. Yong grabs her head and starts to
rub her face against his genitals.   "Lick me, whore ! Lick my
shaft and my balls ! Stick your tongue out !", he shouts and the
girl tries to obey him, but he pulls her hair so hard that she
can only scream. He beats her head against the toilet bowl
between his thighs until she starts to bleed. Then he moves her
face to his crotch again. Mr. Yong doesn't really need her to
lick him. He is pressing her face against his crotch so hard that
it is enough to make him feel good. Anyway he yelss again:  
"Open your fucking mouth and please me, you worthless bitch ! Do
something !" The girl doesn't know what she is supposed to do.
She hasn't been with men before this day. She used to think that
someday she will find herself a handsome and wealthy man, who
will love her and bring her roses every day. A man who will take
care of her and won't drink liqueur at all. They would make
children and live happily ever after in a beautiful house with a
beautiful sight to the sea and with a beautiful life all in all.
Well...she doesn't have those thoughts anymore. She opens her
mouth as she is told to do. Mr. Yong lifts himself a bit, and
starts to fuck her face with fury. In and out he goes, like a
rabbit. The girl didn't excpect that and tries to move her head
back. Mr Yong slams his fist against her ribs and goes on beating
the back of her throat wit his ruling cock. 
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckwhorecuntslut. Can you swallow my pole ?  I bet
you can't. You'll choke on it.", he grunts as his thrusts grow
more violent and more uncontrollable. His cock slips out of her
tiny mouth many times, but he doesn't care. He just goes on
thrusting it against the girls eyes and face until she succeeds
to get it in her mouth again.

The girl loses her balance and falls down on her back but mr.
Yong doesn't stop. He falls down on her  and sits on her face. He
presses his asshole tightly onto the girl's nose and mouth. Then
he tenses his muscles and with a strong "nnnnggghhhh", his shit
starts come out of his ass. The girl thrashes madly. She tries to
get away. No result. She kicks her legs  and lifts her waist.
Muffled screams. She tries to breathe but all she can get in is
more and more of mr. Yong's excrement. Mr. Yong lifts his ass and
drops the the last pieces of his smelly shit. Then he sits back
down and rubs his ass once more against the girls face.   "Here's
your dinner, whore. You'd better eat it all ! Who knows, this may
be your last supper.", Mr Yong thinks that he's very clever, has
a good laugh on his "joke" and pushes his cock again in her
mouth. Now as the girl is on the floor and mr. Yong is on the
top, he can use his full weight to fuck the child's mouth. And he
does too. He gets up and slams himself down brutally. His crotch
makes a contact with the girl's jaw. He's going to make the bitch
suffer. To make her regret that she was even born. The man goes
up and down. His cock is penetrating itself deeper and deeper
into the childs throat every time. Again she is in great pain.
The tip of his cock starts to have more and more blood on it with
every thrust. He realizes that he must have broken something in
her insides. "Good", he thinks to himself, "I have broken her
mind, now I'll break her body." Mr. Yong goes on. He has no mercy
on the child. He turns around and starts to beat her pussy with
his fists. Still he also goes on destroying her insides with the
weight of his lower body and his manhood. Finally, after one of
the powerful thrusts, he hears a loud snap and his cock sinks a
bit deeper than it had sunk before. He has broken her jaw. He has
to take his cock quickly away from the child's spasming mouth,
because he's about to shoot and he doesn't want to do it yet.

Mr. Yong is admiring his handiwork. The child doesn't seem to
understand what has happened. She can't move her jaw properly and
keeps on touching it with her hands. At last she realizes the
situation and bursts into a heart-breaking cry. Although it
doesn't break mr. Yong's heart. He looks down at his cock. It is
quite big and mr. Yong is actually a bit proud of it.   "Look at
my cock, slut. Soon I will push it all through that little slit
of yours. It will hurt you much more than anything that you have
experienced so far." His face is sweaty. He's in an extremely
aroused state. He hasn't even removed his clothing. The child
can't make out a single voice. The terror has struck her well. He
can only feel enormous physical and mental pain. Mr. Yong walks
to her and scrubs his ass with the girls hair.

Mr. Yong, the banker, is laying on top of the eight-year old.
They are on the bed. While he is raping her cunt, he's
continuously beating her face with his fist. He's suffocating her
with his weight. Blood is coming out of her holes and shrieking,
inhuman voices are coming out of her mouth. Mr. Yong enjoys
himself. He's crushing her teeth with his fist. He doesn't care.
He's got the money and the power. There'll always be new little
whores for him to use. As he cums, he makes a roaring sound and
shoots his jism deep into the child. His last thrusts are so
powerful and violent, that he thinks he's ripping her insides to
shreds with his powerful tool. Memories of his old rapes pop into
his mind. How he raped a screaming little girl, who was seven
months pregnant after some earlier rape by an unknown hero. And
how he, with his very own fists beat the whore's belly until she
lost her baby and at the same time he shot his load inside her.

The child is losing her consciousness again. Her eyes are buried
somewhere under her violated skin and shit. Her mouth and nose
are bleeding and there are bruises all over her body. A nice
mixture of blood and mr. Yong's sperm is flowing out of her cunt.
After a while of rest, mr. Yong stands up, pulls up his pants,
makes sure that his tie is straight and walks out of the room. He
leaves the child laying unconscious on the bed.

At the bar, the banker Yong feels that he's strong. He feels that
he's a real man. His friends are anxiously waiting for the next
piece of cunt to be delivered to them. The last one is now ready
to be thrown to the trash. A worthless piece of female shit.


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