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Stacey's Adventures - Part 1 (Dumpster Diving) (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (g
solo, Mg)



The following material is for adults only.  It depicts acts of
pedophilia to include bondage, torture, and watersports.  If you are
forbidden to read or obtain this type of material because of either
content or your age please discontinue now.  It is a work of adult
sexual fantasy.  It's not meant to depict anyone real either alive or
dead.

I like hearing from people who enjoyed the writing please drop me a
line at mrdfw@hotmail.com if you enjoyed the story.



Stacey's Adventures - Part 1 (Dumpster Diving) (mrdfw@hotmail.com) (g
solo, Mg)

"Fuck my head hurts," Boone Talbott said to himself.  He had been
fighting nausea brought on by his hangover all morning.  "I'm never
doing that shit again - until next time," he continued to himself.  He
had the sweats, his hands were trembling, and his bowels were
boiling.  He'd had to lock the store and crap three times already this
morning.  "Fuckin' diarrhea," he said to himself when his intestines
took a particularly violent churn.

Like every Monday the distributor had brought by a new stock of
magazines and books to stock the Adult Bookstore that Boone owned.
Wednesday was VHS and DVD stock day.  Friday was "adult novelty item"
stock day.

Boone went through the inventory and culled out the older magazines
and books replacing them with the newly arrived stock.  He then
wrapped most of the old material in cellophane and threw them on his
discount table.  He pulled a few items from the discount table that
hadn't moved and pitched them in the trash.  On this particular day he
decided to thin the table more than usual.

He went to the back of the store and checked the state of the video
arcade.  None of the trash cans had been emptied and dried cum and/or
used rubbers covered the floors of most of the booths.  "That sorry
fucker never cleans up," he said to himself, referring to his employee
Conrad who worked nights and closed the store at 2 AM.  "As soon as I
find someone who'll take this fucked up job, his sorry ass is outta
here."  He went to the broom closet, fished out a pair of rubber
gloves, and put them on.  He returned to the booths pushing a mop
bucket and started cleaning out the booths, listening for the bell on
the front door in case a customer showed up.  It was usually pretty
quiet until lunch time.  He cleaned out the booths, restocked the
tissue dispensers, and then dumped all of the waste baskets into one
and took it to the front and dumped the content in with the discarded
magazines.

He grabbed the bag and heaved it up.  The effort of lifting the heavy
trash bag full of magazines caused his head to throb.  "Son-of-a-
bitch," he cussed to himself.  He headed for the back door leading to
the alley.  He pushed the door open and walked to the dumpster.  As he
lifted the bag to throw it into the bin the bottom fell out of the
bag.  "Son-of-a-bitch," Boone cussed and kicked the dumpster, hurting
his foot.  "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he said hopping around on one foot
clutching his throbbing foot.  All this activity was increasing the
intensity of the painful pulsing in his head.  He felt the bile rising
in his throat and was just able to make it to the side of the dumpster
before hurling.  After spewing he spit one last time, wiped his mouth
on his sleeve, and bent slowly to start cleaning up the dumped
magazines.  He gathered handfuls of the magazines and threw them into
the bin.  When he was down to a few remaining magazines on the ground
he heard the bell on the front door ring signaling the arrival of a
customer.  "Fuck it," he said leaving the last few magazines on the
ground and rushing to the back door to attend to the customer.

************************************************************************

Twelve-year old Stacy Crane's day hadn't started much better.  She
rose to the alarm to get ready for school only to find her drawers
empty of clean clothes.  "Moo-ooom," she hollered as she walked
towards the other end of the trailer and opened the door to her
mother's room.  "You said you were going to do laundry," Stacy
complained to the sleeping woman.  The 26-year old Linda was sleeping
off a drunk from the night before.  She had had Stacy when she was
just fourteen. Her whole young life had been a downward spiral into
hopelessness, and drug and alcohol abuse ever since.  Welfare and
short-lived jobs barely kept her and her daughter housed in the
trailer on the edge of the rough part of town.

"Just put something on.  I'll get it today," Linda groaned pulling her
pillow over her head.

"God, mom," Stacy complained slamming the door.  "Well, at least she
didn't have one of her creepy boyfriends in there with her...or one of
her girlfriends," Stacy thought to herself.  She went to the clothes
hamper and dug out the cleanest dirty clothes she could find.  She
pulled on the denim skirt and striped shirt.  She went to the kitchen
and poured herself a bowl of cereal and ate hurriedly.  She rinsed her
bowl then grabbed her book bag and made for the front door.  When she
got to her bicycle she found the tire flat.  "God," the girl whined in
frustration.  She didn't have the time or tools and patches to fix the
bike then so she started walking to school.  It wasn't unusual for her
to walk because half the time her bike was in the pawn shop anyway.

Stacey made it through her school day.  She was a fairly unremarkable
student.  She was smart enough.  If an adult ever took an interest in
her she could become a good student.  But, all of her teachers were
strained by oversized classes and lack of funding and her mom had her
own issues to deal with.  So Stacey coasted through the system like so
many other kids from her poor neighborhood.

After her last class she started home.  She stopped for a soda at the
local convenience store then headed into the alley that ran between
the back of a small strip mall and the trailer park where she lived.
As she neared the hole in the fence all of the kids crawled through to
get into the back of the trailer park she noticed several magazines
lying on the ground next to the dumpster that concealed the hole in
the fence.  The first cover she saw showed a naked woman posing
seductively.  She looked up and down the alley and then bent to pick
up the magazine.  A strange sensation filled her body as she flipped
through the magazine.  She knew the magazine was "nasty" and she
shouldn't be looking at it, but she couldn't help herself.  She pulled
the book bag off of her shoulder and stuffed the magazine and the
others lying on the ground into the bag.  Then she peeked over the
edge of the dumpster and saw many more magazines and books.  She
boosted herself up to the edge of the dumpster and leaned as far as
she could and retrieved several more handfuls until her book bag was
stuffed with the pornographic magazines and paper backs.  Stacey
rushed home with her new found contraband.

When she got home she saw her mom's beat up old Ford Escort wasn't
there.  She let herself into the trailer and went to her room.  She
pulled the magazines from her bag and started to flip through them.
The magazines were mostly soft core but a few were hardcore.  They
showed everything from single women posing to lesbian sex, men and
women together, group sex, and two magazines even had men having sex
together.  Flipping through the magazines brought a flush to her face
and stirred strange sensations in her body.  Her mother had talked to
her about sex and masturbation so she understood vaguely what was
happening to her body.  Hearing a description of the chemistry never
compares to the strange and exciting sensations when they actually
flood the body though.  As she sat on her bed she began to
unconsciously rub her legs together to heighten the sensations
occurring at the center of her sex.  One handed dropped to her lap and
she began rubbing the front of her skirt.  "God, this feels good," she
said to herself.  She put her hand inside of her skirt and was shocked
to feel the wetness from her leaking juices.  She lifted her skirt to
examine herself more closely and confirm the wetness with her own
eyes.  She then pulled down her panties and examined her sparsely
haired pussy.  She touched the moist lips of her sex.  "Mmmm," she
groaned.  She looked at pictures of the models posing in the magazine
and compared her own sex with theirs.  She slowly inserted a finger
into her cunt as she saw the models doing.  She felt so nasty lying
back on her bed with the magazines spread about her, opened to her
favorite pictures.  She continued to tentative finger her tight little
puss with her one finger.  She could feel her hymen and understood
that that was what made her a virgin.  She began to rub her puss and
found that rubbing seemed to address some need that wasn't being met
by simply inserting her finger.  Soon she narrowed down the pleasant
sensation to the top of her pussy hole and the little nub she found
there.  She began to rub the little nub frantically.  She flinched and
spasmed as she manipulated the sensitive little bud but couldn't help
herself.  She felt a powerful indescribable feeling begin to build in
her little twat.  She gyrated her hips and humped at her hand as she
approached a precipice.  Finally she went over.  She squealed as her
first orgasm swept over her.  A shock seemed to course through her
whole body.  She was shocked at the sensation and a little worried at
the incredible sensations.  "So that's why adults make such a big deal
about sex," she thought to herself as she recovered from her cum.  She
wasn't aware at the time that some women had difficulty achieving
orgasms.  She shared the gift of achieving orgasms quite easily with
her mother.  She didn't have much time to bask in the afterglow
though.  She heard her mom pull into the drive and had to scurry
frantically to hide her porn stash.

Considering the responsiveness of her hot little cunny and the
abundance and variety of the pornographic material she had it's no
surprise that little Stacey became a chronic masturbator from that day
forward.  She masturbated every night while looking at the porn
pictures and reading the nasty stories.  Within the month she busted
her hymen with a hairbrush handle and after that she was constantly on
the lookout for phallic shaped objects that she could stick into her
little pussy.  Her heart leapt into her throat every time she rounded
the corner to her house after school if her mother's car wasn't there
because she knew she would be able to have a masturbation session.

She went by the dumpster where she found the magazines every day on
the way home.  It wasn't long before she figured out that Mondays were
the day that magazines and books were thrown out.  Within a few weeks
she had such a large collection of porn she started to throw out the
material that she didn't like as much.  Eventually her magazine
collection was almost all hardcore material that showed explicit sex
and books and little journals that told the raunchiest tales.  She
fell into a pattern of obsession.  She felt guilty at times about
masturbating so much and would try to stop.  Eventually she found
herself fucking herself again more frantically than ever.  She
daydreamed constantly about the images and stories in her collection.
Cum shots especially turned her on.  She was fascinated by jizz.  The
images of the beautiful women with cum dripping off of their faces
sent little lustful spasms shooting through her cunny.  Another thing
that really turned her on was the explicit stories that involved
bondage and S&M.  She was fascinated by the tales of young women being
tied up and abused by men and other women.  At first she fantasized
about the young women being abused.  Then slowly and subtly her
fantasies shifted so that she was the one being tied up and abused.
She imagined herself being tied up and tortured and used as a sex
slave.  In public she looked at people of every description and
imagined what it would be like being their victim.  Their appearance
didn't matter.  She preferred to fantasize about beautiful women, but
the appearance of the men she fantasized about didn't seem to matter.
If anything it made it hotter when she thought of a greasy sleazy
looking man using her.  She began a regimen of self torture using
clothes pins she found in the pantry.  Lying in her bed surrounded by
her pornography she began to clip her little nipples with the clothes
pins and pull on the clips as she frantically fucked herself with
something phallic.  She wished desperately for some opportunity to
service some severe master or mistress.

There was another little development in her obsession with sex.  At
first she dug through the trash to get to the magazines and books she
wanted.  Later she got into the habit of just grabbed the whole trash
bag and stuffed it in her backpack and sorting through the trash at
home.  She threw out the office invoices, used tissues, rubbers, and
other trash when she got home.  But one day one of the rubbers leaked
onto one of the magazine covers.  It occurred to Stacey that the
rubbers contained the same fluid that the cum-hungry sluts were eating
in the pictures she liked so much.  Her curiosity was sparked by the
jism.  She tentatively put her finger into the viscous fluid and
smeared it around a bit.  Then hesitantly she brought her finger to
her mouth and tasted her sperm coated digit.  A spasm of lust shot
though her body as she performed the nasty deed.  "God, I'm so nasty,"
she said to herself.  She milked the rest of the cum out of the first
rubber then leaned down and licked it off of the magazine cover.
"Mmm.  God, I'm being so nasty," she whispered to herself.  She
searched through the trash bag and was able to find four more
rubbers.  She milked the cum out of the rubbers onto the cover of the
magazine.  A nice sized dollop of jizz rested on the cover.  She put
it on her floor.  She shed her clothes and kneeled before the magazine
naked.  She applied the clothes pins to her nipples and began to
finger herself.  As the lust built in her body she leaned forward,
extended her tongue and touched it to the pool of jizz.  "Oh God.
That tastes so good," she said aloud.  "I'm a cum slut," she said and
then began to slurp noisily at the cum.  When she finished cum was
smeared around her lips and cheeks.  She licked her lips clean as she
pulled at the nipple clamps and rubbed her clit to a mind shattering
orgasm.

The next day it dawned on her as she rode past the dumpster on her way
from school that just because the magazines were dumped once a week it
didn't mean she couldn't find cum filled rubbers every day.  Digging
in the dumpster for used rubbers became an almost daily ritual for the
horny preteen.  Some days she would take the rubbers home and suck the
cum from them immediately.  A few times she accumulated a few days
worth and ate her perverted little harvest in a lustful feast.

The curious girl tried to duplicate almost everything she read or saw
to the extent that she could by herself.  She began exploring anal sex
after seeing a spread of pictures with a woman double penetrating
herself with a pair of dildos.  It was inevitable that the horny
little girl would encounter a story about golden showers.  And when
she did she wanted to try that little kink too.  "How nasty," she said
to herself and immediately went into the bathroom to piss into her
cupped hand and taste the golden fluid.  "Mmm.  Not bad," she said to
herself.  From then on piss play became a part of her sexual
activities.  She began to piss into cups and drink it.  She no longer
complained when one of her mother's male guests failed to lift the lid
and pissed on the seat; instead she knelt before the toilet and licked
the stray droplets while rubbing her creaming little twat.

Summer approached and the days got longer and warmer.  Stacey dreamed
lustily about having a lover that would use her.  The fantasies filled
her every waking hour.  Finally summer break arrived and little Stacey
looked forward to being free to masturbate even more than before.  The
first Monday after school let out she walked to the dumpster to check
on her weekly porn stash.

************************************************************************

The sight that met Boone's eyes when he went to dump the second bag of
trash that day almost made him shot a wad in his pants.  Sitting at
the bottom of the dumpster with her short summer dress hiked up to
expose her pantyless and almost hairless puss was a young girl with
her head turned up and milking a dollop of cum from a used rubber into
her mouth.  He watched in fascination as the girl caught the sperm on
her tongue and swallowed the jizz down.  She licked her lips then said
"Mmm, good," before discarding the rubber and reaching for another.

Boone mind raced for a plan to exploit the situation.  As the young
girl lifted the second rubber Boone hollered in his mouth
authoritative voice, "What the fuck is going on here?"  The shock on
the young girl's face was, as they say in the commercials, priceless.
She dropped the rubber and scooted to the other side of the dumpster
which served to expose her puss further to Boone.  She stammered
something indiscernible and blushed a furious red color.  "You're in a
lot of trouble young lady.  Come here.  Get the hell out of the God
damn trash can," Boone said gruffly.  The girl slowly rose and edged
toward Boone.  He grabbed the young girl by the arms and lifted her
from the dumpster.  He pitched the bag of trash in the dumpster then
taking her by the arm he led her to the back door.  He led the young
girl into the office by the back door.  "Sit right there," he said
pointing to a folding chair, "I'll be right back."  He locked her into
the office then went to the front door to lock the door and put the
"Back in 5 minutes" sign up.  The girl sat in the office and fidgeted
and worried about her position.  She was close to tears.  Boone stood
outside the door and tried to regain his composure.  If he played this
right it could be a lot of fun he thought smiling to himself.  He put
a stern face back on and swung the door open.  He stood before her and
asked "Now, what exactly do you think you were doing in the dumpster?"
he demanded.

"Nothing," the girl replied tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't bother crying," Boone said threateningly.  "It's not going to
get you out of this mess.  You're in serious trouble."  Of course this
had the opposite effect and the girl immediately started crying.

"What's your name and where do you live?" Boone asked.

"Sta...Sta...Stacy Cra... Crane," the girl answered between sobs that racked
her small frame.  She didn't even think to lie she was so frightened.
"I... I... live over... over there... in the... the trailer... trailer park,"
Stacy said pointing in the direction of her home.

"Are your parents home?" Boone asked sternly.

"I... I... don't think... think so," Stacey answered between sobs and
hiccups.  "Please... please... don't tell my mom," Stacey pleaded through
her tears.

"What you were doing was pretty serious.  Don't you think?" Boone
prodded.

"I was just... I was just...," Stacy trailed off.  She couldn't bring
herself to say what she was doing.

"And besides, what would have happened if the trash truck would have
come by while you were in there?  You could have been seriously hurt
or killed," Boone scolded.

Stacey looked down at her hands folded in her lap shamefaced.  "I... I
guess," she said.  Her crying was beginning to subside.

"You guess what?" Boone countered.

"I guess... I guess... I coulda... coulda... been hurt," Stacey replied.

"Now what were you doing in there?  And don't lie!" Boone said.

"I was just..." Stacey broke off her answer again.  She was too ashamed.

"If you don't tell me you'll force me to call your parents," Boone
admonished.

"I was just... licking... licking the cum... from those... those rubbers," she
answered with her sobbing regaining intensity.

"And how long has this been going on?" Boone inquired.

"A few... a few months," Stacey sobbed.  "I was getting the old
magazines out of the trash and then... and then...," Stacey volunteered
more than Boone had asked.

"You've been dumpster diving for fuck books too!" Boone asked with
renewed sternness.  This provoked another burst of tears from the girl
when she realized she was digging herself into deeper trouble.  He let
the girl cry it out for a few minutes without saying anything.  When
her crying waned a bit he went to his desk and got several tissues
which he handed to her.  "OK.  OK.  That's enough," Boone started to
soothe the young girl.  Stacey took the tissues and wiped her eyes and
blew her nose.  "Just calm down.  I won't tell you parents," Boone
comforted.  The girl's face seemed to brighten at that.  "I just want
to ask a few questions," Boone said circling back to his desk and
sitting down.  "Now you've been getting magazines out of the dumpster
for a few months, huh?" Boone asked.  The girl nodded her head yes.
"And you like doing that with the rubbers, huh?" Boone asked.

Stacey blushed and looked down into her lap.  "Yes," she whispered
ashamedly.

"How old are you anyway?" Boone asked.

"Twelve," Stacey answered.

"That's a pretty adult thing for such a young girl to be doing," Boone
stated matter-of-factly.  "Don't you have a little boyfriend or
something where you wouldn't have to suck cum out of used rubbers and
shit?" Boone asked.

"No," Stacey answered blushing furiously and the lewdness of Boone's
remarks.

"You mean to tell be none of those school boys have been trying to get
into your drawers yet?" Boone asked.

"No," Stacey answered.  The direction of Boone's interrogation was
taking a strange direction making the girl feel a little funny.

"No playing doctor or playing house with the neighborhood boys or
anything like that?" Boone asked.  Stacey looked up questioningly.
"So you don't play any 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine'
games with any of the boys?" Boone clarified.

"No," Stacey answered shyly.  Only a few sniffles remained of her
previous crying bout.  She was starting to warm to the conversation a
little.

"Hmmm, you've been eating cum for months now and have never even seen
a pecker," Boone stated.

"I've seen a lot of them in pictures," Stacey countered.

"Ha.  True.  True.  You've got a point there," Boone said.  "But
seeing something in a picture and seeing it in real life are two
different things."

"I guess," Stacey said blushing.

"Don't worry.  You're real pretty.  You'll get plenty of chances to
see cocks in your lifetime," Boone teased.  Stacey blushed at the
veiled complement and fidgeted in her seat a bit.  "So I guess you're
a virgin and all," Boone continued.

"Umm.  Yeah.  I guess.  But...," Stacey started but then paused.  She
wanted to seem more mature than she was and tell the man she didn't
have her cherry because she had been fucking herself.

"But what?" Boone asked.

"I've been... I've been mastur... masturbating... with stuff," Stacey
confessed blushing.

"Ha ha," Boone laughed.  The girl fidgeted uncomfortably at her
confession.  "That's probably one hell of a sight," Boone said.  "But
not as hot as seeing you milking the cum out of that rubber with your
legs spread showing you little puss in the bottom of that trash can,"
Boone added.  Stacey looked into Boone's eyes at his remark and
recognized the lust in them.  She was beginning to feel a little hot
and bothered herself.  "You aren't wearing any panties under there are
you?" Boone asked.

"Uhn uhn," Stacey said shaking her head no.

"Come over here," Boone said to the girl as he pushed his chair back
from the desk.  She nervously rose and walked around the desk on shaky
legs.  She stopped a couple of feet from Boone.  "C'mon closer," he
said gesturing between his splayed legs.  She could feel butterflies
in her stomach.  The anticipation of what might happen sent shivers
through the 12-year old.  Boone reached for the hem of the sundress
the girl was wearing and slowly lifted it to reveal her pussy sparsely
covered in downy blond hair.  "Damn," Boone said as the girl's pussy
cleft was revealed.  "It's a fucking shame you are letting someone toy
with that slit," Boone said looking up into the girl's face.  She
stared deeply into his eyes.  She was filled with lust at being
exposed and leered at by the man.  The embarrassment she had felt
earlier was replaced by arousal as she stood on trembling legs before
the man.  "Mmm mmm mmm," Boone said.  He held the dress up with one
hand and placed the edge of his finger to her slit.  She drew her
breath in sharply.  Boone began to saw his finger up and down along
the girl's pussy cleft.  Stacey tried to squat a little on Boone's
finger to intensify the contact.  "You like that?" Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey answered as she ground her puss onto Boone's
finger.  She bit her lip in concentration as she began to ride the
man's finger.  Boone pushed his finger up into the girl's clinging
twat.  "Ohh," she sighed as the penetrating digit pushed up into her
fuck channel.

"You're soaking wet," Boone commented as he watched his finger
disappear into the young girl's puss.  "Damn," Boone said as he began
to piston his finger in and out of the girl's tight little cunt.  With
his thumb he began to grind the girl's clitoris.

"Unghh," Stacey grunted.  She began to roll and gyrate her skinny
little hips.  It didn't take long before she felt the tell tale signs
of an orgasm building within her.  "Oh God," the preteen moaned.
"Mmm, fuck," she whispered as she rode Boone's finger.

"Are you going to get a nut?" Boone asked.

"Yessss," Stacey hissed as the orgasm shook her.  "Unghh, unghh,
unghhh," she grunted as she desperately thrust herself down on Boone's
hand.

"Get that cum, girl," Boone encouraged as the orgasm shattered the
girl.  She shivered and spasmed as she ground her sex on Boone's
hand.  Her tight puss clutched at the invading finger.  Finally her
orgasm subsided and she slumped down to the floor in front of Boone.

Boone rose from the chair and helped the girl up and into the chair.
"Well, you let me see yours.  I guess I should let you see mine too.
Huh?" Boone asked.  Stacey didn't trust herself to answer and only
nodded her head up and down.  Boone stood before the girl with his
hands on his hips.  She sat in the chair staring at the bulge in the
front of Boone's pants.  "Go ahead.  Take it out," he ordered the
girl.  She looked up at his face briefly then leaned forward to take
the zipper and lower it.  When she finished she dropped her hands.
Her heart was racing is her throat and she could hardly breath as she
looked into the fly of Boone's pants.  "Go on now," Boone encouraged.
The girl reached into Boone's pants.  She felt the stiffness of the
cock and fished into the fly of Boone's boxers.  A low moan escaped
her lips and she felt the hot stiff cock for the first time.  She
pulled it out and exposed the stiff cock to her lustful gaze.

"God," she whispered as she withdrew her hand from the stiff cock.  It
was just inches from her face and looked huge to the young girl.

"Ya like it," Boone said proudly wagging his cock in front of the
girl.

"Umm hmm," she answered.

"Go on and touch it," Boone said.  Stacey took the fat pecker in her
hand again and started running her hand over the hot firm flesh.  A
drop of pre-cum oozed from the head and she shyly touched the fluid
and began to smear it on Boone's cock head.

"Fuck," Boone said his cock twitching in the preteens grasp.  He
reached forward and loosed his belt and the button on his jeans and
pushed them down his legs.  His cock stuck out of the fly of his
boxers in the young girl's tender grasp.  "Hold on," he said pushing
the girl's hand away briefly so that he could push his boxers down to
his ankles too.  He stood before the 12-year old with the full raging
glory of his erection waving just inches from her face.

She reached up and took hold of the cock again.  She loved the feel of
the pecker in her hands.  It felt soft and hard at the same time.
More pre-cum was leaking from his piss hole.  Stacey fingered the
slippery fluid again and then brought her finger to her lips.  She
looked up into Boone's eyes as she moaned "Mmmm, good."

Boone's cock twitched at the image.  "Fuck, girl," he said.

Stacey was pleased at the effect she was having on the man.  "Can I
kiss it?" she said smiling slyly.

"God damn, girl," was all Boone said.  Stacey leaned forward and
kissed the fat pecker on the piss hole.  When she drew away a thin
trailer of sticky pre-cum ran from her lips to the head of Boone's
cock.  He thought it was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his
life.  Stacey extended her tongue and broke the little strand then
bent forward to lick Boone's cock head.  "Yeah, girl.  Lick that
cock," Boone encouraged.

Stacey was filled with lust.  Her little pubescent puss was leaking
fluids onto the chair where she sat.  After licking the pre-cum from
his cock head she frantically rubbed her face onto the stiff dick
while emitting whimpers and mewling sounds.  She groaned lustily as
she kissed and licked at the fat cock flesh.  "Oh God," she moaned
hungrily.

"Suck on that mother fucker," Boone commanded.  Stacey responded by
taking the cock head into her mouth as she had seen in so many of the
magazines.  She tried to stuff the fat pecker as far as she could into
her mouth.  She gagged and tears welled in her eyes.  She scrapped her
teeth on the shaft and was admonished by Boone, "Watch your teeth,
dammit."  Her next effort to throat resulted in another gag.  "Don't
worry about throating the mother fucker.  Just suck on the head real
hard," Boone coached.  "Yeah... fuck yeah," Boone responded as the girl
sucked on his cock head.  "Ummm.  OK.  Now jack the mother fucker
off," he ordered.  The 12-year old pistoned the cock flesh into her
mouth as she sucked frantically at the cock head.  It wasn't long
before Boone spewed into the girl's mouth.  Frankly, the thought of
being sucked by the little 12-year old was more than he could handle.
For her part, Stacey was thrilled to actually be getting a load of cum
from the source instead of from used condoms.

Boone slumped back onto his desk.  "God damn," he said.  After
catching his breath he said, "OK.  Look you have to go so I can open
the store."

"OK," Stacey said.

"No more dumpster diving.  Right?" Boone said.

"Umm.  OK," Stacey answered.

"Do you know where the Gas and Grub on Old Creek Road is?" Boone
asked.  It was just a few blocks away.

"Yeah," Stacey replied.

"I live at 515 Old Creek Road.  It's five houses down from the Gas and
Grub.  On Tuesdays you can come by my house and I'll let you have any
magazines I was going to throw out.  OK?" Boone said.

"Umm.  OK," Stacey answered.

"C'mon," Boone said guiding the 12-year old to back door.  Boone
opened the door and checked to see if the alley was clear.  "OK.
Remember...every Tuesday," Boone said in parting.

"OK," Stacey said and then impulsively hugged Boone.  "Bye," she said.

End of Part One

Stacey's Adventures - Part 2 (Down On Old Creek Road)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (g solo, Mg, BDSM, ws)



The following material is for adults only.  It depicts acts of
pedophilia to include bondage, torture, and watersports.  If you are
forbidden to read or obtain this type of material because of either
content or your age please discontinue now.  It is a work of adult
sexual fantasy.  It's not meant to depict anyone real either alive or
dead.

I like hearing from people who enjoyed the writing please drop me a
line at mrdfw@hotmail.com if you enjoyed the story.



Stacey's Adventures - Part 2 (Down On Old Creek Road)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mg)

Twelve-year old Stacey woke up and hurriedly dressed in shorts and a
tank top.  It was Tuesday and she was going to ride her bike over to
Boone Talbott's house.  She was looking forward to this day for more
than a week.  The week since her first real life sex encounter was
filled with anticipation and frantic masturbation sessions.  The
memory of having her pussy fondled by the middle aged man and sucking
his cock filled her with incredible sensations.  Knowing she would be
with him shortly and probably do more sex stuff was causing her
pubescent puss to leak and butterflies to flutter in her stomach.

She peeked in on the sleeping naked form of her mother before going
out to her bike and peddling the few blocks to the address Boone had
given her.  She had already ridden the few blocks several times over
the week to make sure she could find the house.  Every time she had
rounded the corner and the house came into view a surge of lust pulsed
through her preteen body.  Finally the week of waiting was over.  She
peddled as fast as she could.  She was out of breath when she rounded
the corner onto Old Creek Road.  There was the house.  Her butterflies
were really fluttering in her belly now.  She approached the house and
dismounted and pushed the bike up the drive.  She carried the bike up
onto the porch with her.  Her whole body was thrumming with
excitement.  She skinny legs were trembling as she reached out and
pressed the door bell.  She waited trembling.  After a couple of
minutes she pressed the door bell again.  Finally she heard some
movement and heard a grumbling voice from inside, "Yeah, yeah, hold
your fucking horses."

Boone pushed the small curtain aside and looked outside.  He saw young
Stacey on the porch.  It was his turn to feel a little pulse of
lustful anticipation.  He unlocked the door and swung the door open.
He looked up and down the street then opened the screen door.  "C'mon
in.  You better bring that in too," he said nodding toward her bike.
Boone was dressed in just his boxers and the sight of the young girl
was causing his cock to tent them up.

"It's Tuesday," little Stacey said by way of introduction.

"Yeah. It is," Boone said still wiping the sleep from his eyes.  "Hold
on," he said as he went to the bathroom and took his morning piss.  As
he returned to the living room he noticed the clock on the mantel
showed 7:52.  "Fuck girl, it's not even eight o'clock," he said.  Then
turned and went back to his bedroom where he plopped back down into
the bed groaning.  He had been out drinking the night before - as
usual.  Stacey waited in the living room fidgeting for a few minutes
then crept into the bedroom.  Boone was lying on his back on the bed
with his arm covering his eyes.  When he heard her enter he pulled his
arm away and looked at the 12-year old.  Almost immediately his cock
stirred.  "Well.  Get your clothes off and get over here," he said.
Stacey's face burst into a smile and she began to hurriedly shed her
clothes.  She pushed down her shorts first and then her sneakers came
off.  Then she shyly pulled the tank top over her exposing her flat
chest to the man.  Her tits had barely started to bud.  Seeing the
young girl's little titties caused Boone's cock to twitch.  She then
pushed her panties down and stepped out of them.  She moved to the
side of the bed but was a little shy about joining Boone on the bed.
Boone turned on his side and propped himself on one elbow and patted
the bed next to him.  "Lie down right here, baby," he said.  "Let me
get a good look at you."  She crawled on the bed next to Boone and
looked up into his face.  "Have you even kissed a boy before," Boone
asked.

"Uh.  No," Stacey said blushing.  Boone placed his hand on the
preteen's stomach then slid it up her body to her little tits.

"We'll fix that," he said as he leaned to her and put his lips to
hers.  His breath smelled of liquor from the night before.  It was a
smell she was familiar with on her mother's breath.  He pulled away an
inch or so then kissed her again.  This time his tongue penetrated her
lips and invaded her mouth.  The feeling was overwhelming for the
girl.  She had heard of french kissing but didn't imagine it would
feel so... so... well nasty.  He withdrew from her again.  She lay panting
- trying to catch her breath.  "Did you like that?" he asked.

"Yesss," she hissed.  He moved back to her and kissed her hard this
time.  He also took one of her nipples in his fingers and began to
pinch it gently.

"Mmmm," she moaned into his mouth as her tongue struggled against
his.  His cock was hard as a rock by now.  He pinched the other nipple
too and then moved his hand down her body to her sex as they continued
to kiss.  Boone felt the wetness of the girl's pussy.  She was already
leaking pussy juice.  He continued to french the girl as he worked a
finger into her pussy.  Stacey was completely overwhelmed by what was
happening.  As soon as Boone's finger pushed into her she began
rolling her hips and moaning.  Boone broke the kiss and leaned away
from the girl to watch her grinding on his finger.  She looked down
her body at the penetrating finger too.

"Fuck.  You look hot," Boone said.  Stacey let out a little whimpering
sound in acknowledgement but continued to watch the finger penetrating
her pussy.  Boone pulled his finger out and then pushed two fingers
into the hot little preteen.  Stacey grunted lewdly at the
penetration.  She then grabbed Boone's wrist with both of her hands
and started to thrust her hips off of the bed to fuck herself on
Boone's hand.  Within a few minutes she was writhing in her first cum
of the morning.  When her cum subsided she released Boone's hand and
fell back on the bed eyes clinched closed and panting.  Boone lay
watching the girl for a couple of minutes before he started fondling
her again.  Her eyes cracked open and she watched as his hands roamed
over her body.

"Get up here and sit on my face girl," Boone said to the girl as he
laid back.  She rose up and approached him awkwardly.  She didn't
really now what to do.  "Come on baby.  Put your pussy on my face,"
Boone said motioning.  She squatted over his face and lowered her puss
onto Boone's face.  The feel of Boone's mouth on her sex almost made
her cum again.  Boone worked his tongue into every fold of the girl's
juicy little twat then concentrated on her swollen little clit bud.
The twelve year old started to grind her puss into Boone's face.  She
felt another orgasm stirring in her.  She raised her hands and began
pinching and pulling on her hard little nipples as she rode Boone's
face.  Her body began to tremble as the orgasm swept over her.  She
thrust her cunt onto Boone's face as she came then pulled away from
his probing tongue as the touch became to much for the girl to
stand.

Boone let the girl relax for a couple of minutes.  He watched the girl
intently and marveled at his luck in finding such a hot little fuck.
"Are you ready to get fucked now?" Boone asked.

She looked at him and while nodding her head yes she whispered,
"Yes."

Boone pushed his boxers down his legs revealing his hard on.  "C'mon
and get in the middle of the bed," he said motioning to her.  Stacey
scooted to the middle of the bed.  "Spread you legs now girl," Boone
instructed.  Stacey spread her legs and Boone kneeled between them.
He placed the purple head of his cock to the lips of the twelve year
old's pussy and rubbed it up and down teasingly.  Stacey propped
herself up on her elbows to see the fat cock at the entrance of her
tight little pussy.  A mewling sound escaped her lips as he continued
to smear his precum on her prepubescent little puss.  She began to
slowly gyrate her hips in answer to his motions.

"Oh God.  That feels good," the twelve year old said.

"Are you ready to take this fucker?" Boone asked.

"Oh yes.  Please...  please put it... put it in me," little Stacey
moaned.  Boone began to exert some downward pressure on the girl's
pussy and the fat head of his cock sank into the mouth of her fuck
channel.  "Unghh," the preteen groaned.

"Fuck.  You're tight," Boone grunted.  He began to push the shaft of
his cock into the twelve year old.  "Fuck yeah.  Shit," he groaned.
Considering the tightness of the girl's twat it was all he could do to
keep himself from cumming on the first down stroke.

"Oh God.  Unghh," Stacey moaned as the Boone's cock penetrated up into
her guts.  "Oh fuck.  It feels so big," she exclaimed.  Boone
continued to push into the girl until his coarse dark pubes were
pressed to the light blonde wisps of hair on the preteen's pubic
mound.

"Fuck that's nice," Boone exclaimed.  He definitely had to rest for a
second or he was going to blow his wad.  He leaned into the girl and
began to french kiss the hot little preteen.  She passionately
returned his kiss, snaking her tongue over his.  Being full of Boone's
cock was the most incredible sensation she could imagine.  After
pausing for a while to regain his composure Boone withdrew his cock so
that only the cock head was still buried in the girl's grasping puss
then he pushed back into her.

"Unghh.  Yesss," the preteen hissed.

Boone began to stroke into the horny little girl.  "Yeah.  Ya like
that?" Boone taunted.

"Oh God yes," the girl answered.

"You're a hot little cock slut aren't you?" Boone taunted.

Hearing him call her a slut sparked something in her subconscious.  It
really turned her on.  "Yessss," she hissed.  "I'm a... I'm a cock
slut," she repeated.  Boone began to fuck her in earnest, stabbing his
cock into the young girl's fuck channel.  Every down stroke elicited a
grunt from the young girl.  "Unghh, unghh, unghh," she grunted as the
fat cock plunged up into her guts.  In no time her pussy began
spasming around the Boone's invading fuck tool.  She came hard raising
herself off of the bed so that only her head and heels made contact
with the bed.  As the cum continued to shake her she clutched at Boone
wrapping her legs around him.  When her cum subsided she fell back on
the bed in a semi-conscious state, twitching occasionally as Boone
continued to stab his cock up into her cunt channel.  Boone couldn't
hold out much longer after watching the hot little slut's display.  As
he felt himself about to cum he pulled out and straddled the girl's
upper body and aimed his cock at her face as he fisted his cock
furiously.  When Boone pulled out Stacey regained awareness.  As Boone
straddled her chest she realized what he intended from the fuck books
she had seen.  When he blew his wad in her face she was ready with
mouth open.  The load splashed into her mouth and onto her lips and
chin.  Stacey ate the cum hungrily and licked her lips and chin for
the remnants that missed her mouth.

"Fuck yeah.  Eat that cum," Boone said.  He held his cock to her lips
and she hungrily took the cock in her mouth.  She tasted the mingled
flavor of Boone's cum and her own pussy.  Boone twitched violently as
Stacey cleaned the sensitive cock head.  He pulled his cock from her
mouth then fell next to her on the bed.  The cock hungry slut moved
between his legs and went right back to sucking his cock as it
softened.  Her efforts didn't allow him to get completely soft.  He
watched as she worked his cock back to hardness with her mouth.

When he was fully erect she pulled her mouth off of his cock and asked
timidly, "Can I get on top this time?"

"Get on that mother fucker," Boone answered.  Stacey smiled and rose
to mount Boone's cock.  She reached down for Boone's cock and held it
up.  She lowered herself over the cock.  When it touched the lips of
her puss a small gasp escaped her lips.  She lowered herself onto the
cock shaft slowly until it bottomed out in her cunt sheath.  She began
to raise and lower herself on the cock.  Boone was surprised at how
hard she fucked herself on his cock.  He was even more surprised when
she started to work her own nipples quite severely.  She rode the cock
with eyes closed in concentration and biting her lower lip.  She
twisted and pulled at her nipples, sometimes rolling them between her
fingers and sometime pinching down harshly with her nails.  She felt
the cum welling up in her again.  She began to tremble and her cunt
began to spasm on Boone's cock.  She pinched her nipples particularly
hard and that set off her cum.  "Aghhh," she groaned as the electric
charge of the orgasm shook her.  Her pussy gripped at Boone's cock
setting him off too.  He raised his upper body off of the bed and
grabbed the girl as his cum splashed up into her cunt then fell back
still clutching her to him.

"Fuck," Boone groaned.  "That was good."  Stacey looked up at Boone.
He leaned down and kissed her passionately.  They broke the kiss and
she lay on him not stirring as his cock softened in the preteen's
pussy.  "OK girl.  I've got to get ready for work," Boone said
finally.  She stirred slowly and rose allowing Boone's cock to plop
out of her sloppy cunt.  On a whim Boone ordered, "Get down suck my
cock clean, slut," just to see her reaction.  The effect on Stacey was
noticeable.  She gasped slightly and looked at his cock then
positioned herself to obey the command.  She slurped his semi-erect
cock into her mouth and sucked him clean.  "You make sure you clean my
cock whenever I fuck you.  Understand?" Boone said.

"Mmm hmmm," she answered looking up into his smirking face with her
mouth full of cock.  Eventually Boone pushed the girl's head away and
rose to shower.  There's a box over there with some magazines and
books he said as he got into the shower.  He showered hurriedly.
While he was in the shower Stacey sorted though the porn and found two
paperbacks she wanted.  "Tied Up Teacher" was the first one.  The
cover showed a drawing of a woman bound and being fucked by two young
men as three others watched.  The second book was call "Bound Slut"
and the cover drawing showed a girl suspended and being whipped by
another woman.  Boone finished his shower and walked into the room and
started to dress.  The girl was still naked, sitting on the floor
looking through the box.

"Well did you find something?" Boone asked.

"Yeah, I want these two," she said gesturing at the books, "but I
forgot my book bag.  Can I come back tomorrow and get them?" she asked
innocently.

Boone realized immediately that it was another opportunity to fuck the
twelve year old.  "Yeah.  You can come by until I have to go to work,"
he answered.

"OK," she answered.

"C'mon and get dressed.  I have to go," he said as he finished
dressing herself.

"OK," she said rising and moving to her close.

Boone watched her dressing.  His cock stirred as he watched her.
"Fuck.  I'm a lucky son-of-a-bitch," he thought to himself.  She
looked up and smiled shyly and blushed as she saw him watching her.
When she finished dressing he walked her to the door and sent her on
her way.  He returned to put the box containing his porn collection
away.  He noticed that both of the books the girl had chosen had
bondage themes.  He put the box away and headed to work.  Throughout
the afternoon he thought about the girl's preference for the bondage
material and the way she had worked her own nipples so hard while she
rode his cock that morning.

End of Part Two


Stacey's Adventures - Part 3 (Stacey's First BDSM Session)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (g solo, Mg, BDSM, ws)



The following material is for adults only.  It depicts acts of
pedophilia to include bondage, torture, and watersports.  If you are
forbidden to read or obtain this type of material because of either
content or your age please discontinue now.  It is a work of adult
sexual fantasy.  It's not meant to depict anyone real either alive or
dead.

I like hearing from people who enjoyed the writing please drop me a
line at mrdfw@hotmail.com if you enjoyed the story.



Stacey's Adventures - Part 3 (Stacey's First BDSM Session)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mg, BDSM, ws)

 From the moment she woke up Stacey was filled with excitement and
anxiety.  She trembled a little in anticipation of the fucking and
sucking she would be party to when she returned to Boone's house.  She
could hardly contain herself.  It was more exciting than Christmas
morning.  She climbed on her bike as soon as she thought it was a
reasonable hour and drove to Boone's - not forgetting her rucksack
this time.  When she rounded the corner onto Old Creek Road and
Boone's house came into sight her heart rose in her throat and she
felt the familiar flutter of butterflies in her stomach.  She climbed
the steps onto the porch and rang the doorbell with trembling
fingers.  Boone answered the door smiling and motioned the girl in.
Stacey rolled her bicycle into the living room and took off her
backpack.

"There's the box," Boone motioned to his porn stash.

Stacey sat down by the box cross legged.  She pulled the two bondage
paperbacks out first and then began sorting through the rest of the
books and magazines.

"You like those S and M books?" Boone asked the girl.

"Huh?" Stacey asked.

"Do you like them books where the girl gets tied up?" Boone asked
again.

Stacey picked up the book looked at the cover and blushed.  "Yeah.  I
guess," she said embarrassed.

"I saw you playing with your nipples pretty hard yesterday," Boone
stated.  Stacey just looked down at the paperback fidgeting and
blushing brightly.  "Do you do stuff like that when you play with
yourself?" Boone asked.  Stacey was really embarrassed now.  She only
nodded her head yes.  "Like what?" Boone asked.  The girl sat looking
down and didn't answer.  "Look at me," Boone said.  The little girl
looked up at Boone but had trouble meeting his eyes.  "What kind of
stuff do you do, Stacey?" Boone asked again.

"I... I put... clothes... clothes pins on my..." she stammered.  She felt so
humiliated confessing her perversion to the man.

"On your what, Stacey?" Boone asked.

"You know.  On my... nipples and stuff," Stacey mumbled.

"On your little pussy too," Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey said looking away from Boone.

"What else?" Boone prodded.

"Sometimes..." Stacey started then hesitated.  She didn't know if she
could make herself confess her perverse interest in piss.

"What?" Boone said.

"Sometimes... I..." she started but lost her nerve again.  The whole
conversation was making her very flustered.

"You might as well tell me, honey.  You'll never get a chance like
this again to maybe do things you fantasize about if you don't tell
me," Boone coaxed.  He was actually enjoying the 12 year old's
discomfort.  The girl just looked at the book in her hands and
fidgeted.  He let her stew for a few minutes then decide to try a
bluff.  "OK.  Well I guess you can get the books and go on home then,"
he said.  She just sat there struggling to get the confession out.
She wanted desperately to stay and have sex again.  "Well?" Boone
said.

"I like to drink pee," Stacey whispered barely audible.

"What?" Boone asked.

"I like to drink my pee pee," she said only a little louder looking up
into Boone's face.

It was all Boone could do to cover up his surprise.  "Damn.  You are a
little nasty slut aren't you?" he said.  Stacey was a little relieved
that there was no look of disgust on his face and being called a slut
stirred her sexually.  "So I guess you want to do some of the stuff
they have in those books, huh?" Boone asked.  Stacey couldn't bring
herself to answer but Boone knew her answer.  "Do you want to be tied
up?" Boone asked.  Stacey was so excited by the conversation she could
hardly breathe.  "Well.  Do you?" Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey finally answered.

"And the torture stuff turns you on too?" Boone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Stacey said again blushing.

"I guess I could tie you up and hurt you some if you asked me," Boone
said prompting the girl to humiliate herself further.

Stacey looked up at Boone shyly and asked, "Could you... umm... could you...
tie me up and... and hurt me?"  And then after a pause she peeped,
"Please."

"Do you want to get pissed on too?" Boone asked the 12 year old.

"Yes please," she answered.

"Say it," Boone prompted.

"Please... tie me up and... and pee on me," Stacey said blushing.

"Get your clothes off.  I'll be right back," Boone ordered as he
turned and left the room.  Stacey shed her clothes.  Boone went to the
garage and pantry and returned with several lengths or rope and a
cloth bag full of clothes pins.  When he got back the preteen was
stripped and fidgeting in the middle of his living room.  He sat down
on the couch and motioned for her.  "Come here," he said gesturing
between his legs.  She moved before him.  "Hold out your hands," he
ordered.  She held her hands out before her.  He grabbed a wrist and
wrapped the rope around it then tied it tightly to the other wrist.
He then looked up at the girl.  The thrill of being tied up sent
little spasms of lust through the little girl.  She tested the binding
to see if she could get loose.  The realization that she couldn't
escape caused the twelve year old's quim to spasm.  Her legs were
trembling and her heart was racing at the prospect of what was
coming.  "So you want to be a little sex slave, huh?" he asked.  She
gulped noticeable and nodded her head yes.  He grabbed another length
of rope and moved behind the girl.  "Put your hands up and to the back
of your neck here," he ordered.  Boone took the rope and tied it
through her wrist bindings and then around her neck.  "I'll have to
get you a collar but this will due for now," he told the girl as he
returned to his seat on the couch.  He reached into the bag and pulled
out a hand full of clothes pins.  "Come closer," he said to the girl.
She knew what was coming and moved between his legs hesitantly.  He
reached up and started to work the bound preteen's nipples, at first
gently then with more force.  Stacey began to pant a little as the
pain increased.  Eventually Boone was alternating between pulling on
the little nubs, pinching them severely including digging his nails
into the tender flesh, and twisting them harshly.  The girl was
panting, whimpering, and making mewling sounds.  Enduring the pain was
causing a thin sheen of sweat to cover her prepubescent body.  Her
eyes were tightly clinched and she was biting her lower lip as she
worked to endure the pain.  "Do you like that?" Boone asked.

"Mm hmm," she whispered.

Boone picked up a clothes pin and moved the mouth of it to Stacey's
nipple.  She unclenched her eyes and watched in fascination as Boone
snapped the clothes pin on her nipple.  She inhaled sharply at the
pain.  Boone grabbed a second pin and snapped it on her other nipple
causing her to flinch and inhale sharply again.  Boone and the girl
both looked at the clips on her nipples.  Boone reached up and began
to flip and pull at the clothes pins adding to the sharp pain causing
the little girl to whimper.  "I'm going to have fun torturing you, you
little fucking slut," Boone said as he pinched the mouth of the clips
so they bit into the girl's nipples even harder.

"Aughh," she exclaimed and tried to pull away but it only caused her
nipples to stretch painfully.

Boone began applying clothes pins in to parallel lines down her torso
from her nipples to her hips.  Stacey gasped with each new assault on
her body.  She watched transfixed as the man pinched her skin then
snapped clothes pin after clothes pin onto her torso.  The pain was
almost overwhelming but also was stimulating her sexually beyond
anything she had ever felt before.  When he finished he sat back and
admired his work while he rubbed his cock through his boxer shorts.

Boone pushed her back a little and rose then ordered, "Get on your
knees, slut."  Stacey lowered herself to her knees awkwardly.  Boone
dropped his underwear and stepped to the girl grabbing a hand full of
her hair in one hand and his cock in the other.  He began smearing his
hard cock all over the twelve year old's face.  Sticky precum smeared
the little girl's upturned face.  Stacey reveled in the pain the
clothes pins provided and the humiliation of having his cock smeared
on her face.  She tried desperately to lick his cock when Boone passed
it near her mouth.  When Boone pressed his cock to her mouth she
opened her mouth hungrily.  Boone wasn't satisfied with having his
cock head sucked on this time.  He was going to force his cock down
the preteen's throat.  He grabbed the girl's hair with both hands and
began to force his cock down the bound little girl's throat.  At first
she enjoyed the roughness but she began to struggle as she found she
couldn't breathe.  She gagged fiercely on the fat cock then attempted
to pull away.  Boone held her firmly though and her feeble struggles
couldn't match the grown man's strength.  Finally something seemed to
give and the fat head of Boone's cock popped into the young girl's
throat.  He pushed into her mouth until his pubic hair was mashed into
her nose.  "Fuck yeah.  Throat that cock you little whore," Boone
said.  He held his cock in her throat briefly then pulled out so only
his cock head was in her mouth.  The girl breathed desperately.  Tears
streamed down her face from the gagging as the fat pecker was buried
in her throat.  A strange feeling filled her body.  Maybe it was the
gagging or loss of air.  She felt weak and trembled and she breathed
around the cock head in her mouth.  It was exhilarating.  She realized
she wanted to feel the cock in her throat again and pushed her mouth
down on the cock.  She gagged on the fat cock again and fresh tears
streamed down the preteen's face.  Boone held his cock in Stacey's
throat until she began to struggle then pulled out allowing her to
catch her breathe again.  He repeated the cycle of forcing his cock
into the 12-year old's throat until she began to struggle then
withdrawing enough to let her catch her breath then forcing himself
into her throat again.  The young girl's oral stimulation was bringing
Boone closer and closer to cumming.  When he couldn't hold back any
longer he pulled out and jacked his cock so that his cum shot onto the
preteen's upturned face and chest.  Stacey opened her mouth trying to
catch the load in her mouth but her face and chest was splattered with
an unusually large load of cum.  She licked the cum she could reach
from her lips then looked down at her chest with its dollops of cum
and clamped nipples.  She wasn't familiar with the word surreal but
that was how she would have described the sensations she was
experiencing.  She was actually doing the nasty things she had read
about.  She wasn't looking at pictures of some porn model - she was
looking down at her own cum splattered and tortured body.  Boone for
his part staggered back after the powerful cum and fell onto the
couch.  "God damn," he said.  "Shit."

Stacey contemplated her own body.  Her nipples and flesh burnt where
the clothes pins pinched her.  She shook her body and moaned as the
movement of the pins on her body increased the painful stimulation.
She continued this self torture for several minutes before noticing
Boone reclined on the couch, eyes closed, legs spread open and cock
flaccid.  She shuffled up between his legs and lowered her head to
take the flaccid cock in her mouth.  She sucked the remaining cum from
Boone's cock.  Her oral attention, while welcome, caused Boone to
flinch violently as she worked his over sensitive cock head.  "Fuck,"
he said as he pushed the girl away.  "My cock's too sensitive right
now.  Give me a second," he said looking at the girl's cum splattered
face.  Then a thought came to him.  He raised his knees up to his
chest.  "Clean my asshole," he ordered the girl.  In her reading she
hadn't come across any analingus and the thought grossed her out at
first.  Then the depravity of the act sent a spasm of lust through her
body.  She lowered her face to the crack of Boone's ass.  The smell
was a little overwhelming and she withdrew.  Boone reiterated his
command, "Eat my ass, slut."  Stacey leaned forward again this time
tentatively touching her tongue to the bud of Boone's asshole.  She
gagged at the smell of Boone's ass and pulled away, took a second to
recover then put her tongue to Boone's ass again.  She gagged
violently again but kept her face to Boone's ass crack.  Eventually
she was able to overcome the smell of Boone's ass crack and she began
to tongue Boone's puckered asshole in earnest.  "Fuck yeah," Boone
exclaimed.  "Eat my asshole, bitch," Boone taunted.  "Get that tongue
up my ass, slut."

"Mmmm," Stacey moaned.  Some of the cum off of her face was now
smeared on Boone's ass.  She licked the cum hungrily and returned to
stabbing her tongue in and out of Boone's ass.  Boone for his part was
amazed at the preteen's lustiness.  His cock was hardening again.  At
his age he didn't recover as quickly as he used to but having the
bound 12-year old sucking at his asshole was doing the job.  With his
cock returned to hardness Boone pushed the girl away.  He pulled the
girl up by her arm and led her to the coffee table.  He laid the girl
on her back on the coffee table.  He knelled between her legs then
pushed her legs up so that her knees were at her chest.

"Aghhh," Stacey screamed as the clothes pins on her torso bit into her
harshly as a result of her legs being pressed against her body.  Boone
ignored her and put the head of his cock to the girl's pussy and
pushed it in to the hilt.  The girl moaned but enjoyed the
penetration.  She hadn't had a cum yet and her prepubescent puss was
overheated.  "Mmmm," she moaned.  The single thrust was almost enough
to make her cum.  Boone thrust into her a few more times and then
withdrew.  "Ungh.  Please...," Stacey grunted in frustration.  She was
surprised to feel the head of Boone's cock contact her again, this
time at the opening of her ass channel.

"Are you ready to get your ass fucked, whore?" Boone asked.

"Oh God," was the only reply Stacey made.

Boone slowly started to apply pressure to the 12-year old's crinkled
ass hole.  "Unggh," Stacey moaned.  The discomfort increased.  When
Boone's cock head popped past the preteen's sphincter the girl howled
in pain.  "Aghhh," she screamed.  "No, please.  Take it out," she
pleaded as she tried to squirm up the table and away from the man.  He
didn't force himself deeper into her fuck channel but he held her hips
preventing her from escaping the painful penetration.  Slowly the pain
eased and Stacey stopped fighting.  Boone took this as a sign and
forcefully jammed his cock to the hilt in the girl's ass channel.
"Aghhh," she screamed again more loudly.  It was the most painful
thing she had ever experienced.  "Aghhh.  Nooooo.  Oh God.  Please
take it out, Boone," the girl pleaded.  Boone was enjoying the girl's
struggles.  Without allowing her time to get accustomed to the violent
rape of her ass, he began to stroke his cock in and out of her ass
hole.  Gradually the young girl's protests weakened and her struggles
subsided.  Boone began working the girl's enflamed clitoris with his
thumb.

After the initial painful penetration the pain gradually subsided, was
replaced by a feeling of unpleasant fullness, and then gradually by a
nasty and erotic sensation.  By the time Boone started to work her
clit Stacey couldn't help herself and was slowly rolling her hips and
thrusting back.  Despite the pain she had just endured a powerful
orgasm swept over the 12-year old.  "Unghh, ungghhh,  unghhh," she
began to pant rhythmically as the cum swept over her.  Her body
trembled and spasmed as the cum shook her.  Her already tight asshole
milked Boone's cock driving him to spill his seed in the girl's
asshole.  Boone pulled his cock from the girl's clutching asshole and
fell back onto his heels.  The girl's legs fell forward and she lay on
the coffee table exhausted.  Boone rose up and stepped to the girl's
head and put his semi-hard cock to the girl's mouth.

"Suck me clean, slut," Boone commanded.  The girl took the cock into
her mouth.  The taste of her own ass filled her senses as she worked
to clean the smelly cock of essence of her own ass fighting the gag
reflex from the strong taste and smell.  Boone twitched violently as
Stacey worked his over-sensitive cock.  When he was satisfied with her
efforts he pulled his cock from the girl's mouth.  There was one more
thing he wanted to do to the girl before he finished today's
session.

"C'mon," he said gripping the girl's arm and helping her up.  He
pulled Stacey along to the garage.  She followed on trembling legs.
"Kneel down," Boone ordered and Stacey obeyed.  He aimed his cock at
the girl's face.  Stacey sensed what was coming and waited in eager
anticipation.  With a grunt Boone released a thick stream of piss onto
the 12-year old's face.  "Yeah," Boone exclaimed.  Stacey opened her
mouth and took the stream into her mouth, swallowing thirstily.  Boone
moved his aim so that the stream splashed the little girl's face and
chest.  She tried to capture the stream in her mouth so that she could
drink the golden fluid.

"Mmmm," she moaned savoring the acrid taste of Boone's urine.  The
stream of urine began to taper and eventually dribbled to nothing.  He
put his cock in her mouth and a couple of more drops leaked into her
mouth.  He pulled his cock out of her mouth thoroughly satisfied.
"God.  That was so nasty," Stacey exclaimed piss dripping from her
face and body.

"Yeah.  It was," Boone agreed.  "C'mon and let me untie you," he
said.  "I've got to get going."  Boone untied her bindings and the two
of them removed the clothes pins from her body.  She gasped every time
a clothes pin was removed.  As the circulation returned to the flesh
that was pinched off by the clothes pins the pain was more intense
than having the clothes pin biting into her flesh.  Angry little
bruises covered her body where the clothes pins had been affixed.
Boone caressed the girl's body.  "C'mon and get dressed," Boone
instructed as he helped the girl up.  Stacey still dripping piss went
into the living room and started dressing.  Boone went to his bedroom
and dressed then joined Stacey in the living room.

"Well.  What did you think?" Boone asked.

"Umm.  It was... umm... good," Stacey answered.  The memory of the
unendurable pain of the anal rape was forgotten and replaced by the
memory of the shattering orgasm and the perverse golden shower she
experienced.

"OK.  I've got to get going.  Get those books if you want them," Boone
said.

Stacey packed the books into her book bag and she got ready to leave.
The two stepped onto the porch, Stacey pushing her bike.  "Ummm.
Thank you for doing those things to me," Stacey said shyly.

"I'll see you next time," Boone said.  "I'll have to think hard about
how to top that," he said as they parted ways.

End of Part Three


Stacey's Adventures - Part 4 (Stacey's Second BDSM Session)
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Stacey's Adventures - Part 4 (Stacey's Second BDSM Session)
(mrdfw@hotmail.com) (Mg, BDSM, ws)

Boone opened up the store as he did every morning.  He went to the
video arcade in the back and saw that, once again, it hadn't been
cleaned up.  He cussed Conrad, once again, and went about cleaning the
place up.  After cleaning up he had the rest of the work day to
contemplate his S&M relationship with the little 12-year old.  He was
amazed on how eager she had been to engage in BDSM.  When he wasn't
catering to his customers he flipped through bondage magazines trying
to devise new insults to inflict on the little girl's prepubescent
body.  Before Conrad was due to show up Boone went through the store
and gathered up some gear that he could use with the girl later.  On
the way home he stopped at an electronics store and bought himself a
digital camera and a handful of alligator clips.  Yes.  He was going
to have some fun next time that little slut came over.

Boone debated on how to handle the preteen's development as a pain
slut and sex slave.  Should he take it easy on the girl and work her
up gradually to more and more severe tests of endurance, or should he
just go all out on the girl next time she came over?  If she had
showed up at his door the next day he probably would have chosen the
first path, but she took the whole week before she turned up again.
She was taking the weekly appointment to pick up outdated porn
material from the store literally.  Boone had become a little bit
anxious and decided he was going to put the girl through the ringer
for leaving him hanging so long.  Besides, the way he looked at it,
she may never come back for one reason or another and he would never
get to try all of the depraved things he had concocted in his mind.
Each additional day gave him more time to contemplate his plan for
their next session together.  Yep.  When she came back over she was in
trouble.

When the twelve year old showed up at his door the next Tuesday Boone
invited her in.  "Are you ready to get wild?" he asked Stacey after
she wheeled her bike into his living room.  A shy smile touched her
lips and nodded her head up and down.  "Get your clothes off and get
in here," Boone said as he turned and headed to the bathroom.  Stacey
peeled off her clothes and followed Boone into the bathroom.  She
entered the bathroom to find Boone running hot water in the bathroom
basin.  "I'm going to shave you little puss and get that peach fuzz
off of there," he said when he noticed her.  "Get on up here," he said
patting the counter.  Stacey boosted herself up onto the bathroom
counter.  "Put your leg up here," said Boone gesturing.  When she
complied she was straddling the bathroom sink lewdly exposing her cunt
covered with wispy blonde hair to Boone's lecherous glare.  Boone
splashed the hot water onto the puss causing Stacey to suck in her
breath loudly.  "Too hot?" Boone asked.

"Un-unh," Stacey answered.   Boone sprayed shaving cream into his
hand, then applied the lather to the girl's crotch.  He took his time
shaving the preteen's sparsely covered pubic mound, slowly drawing the
razor across the girl's public mound, scraping away the downy hair and
exposing a naked strip of flesh with each stroke.  Stacey stared down
fascinated by Boone's actions.  The hair hadn't been there that long
but she was accustomed to having it.  Seeing her puss without hair
caused the little girl's cunt to start to lubricate.  It was more than
just the appearance of her naked puss.  There was something obscene
and submissive about having her pussy shaved.  Boone's cock was hard
as a rock as a result of his labors.  Removing the sparse hair caused
the twelve-year old to look even younger.  Boone turned on the cold
tap, cupped his hand full of water, and splashed the young girl's cunt
to rinse the last remaining shaving cream and stray hairs.  The shock
of the cold water caused Stacey to gasp.  Boone checked his work
carefully, touching up a couple of spots he missed, then applied a
lotion to the area and rubbed it into the tender flesh.  Stacey
squirmed on the counter top as Boone rubbed the lotion in.  He
deliberately mashed the girl's swollen little clitoral nub caused her
to flinch violently.

"God damn, that looks hot," he exclaimed standing back a little after
he had kneaded the last of the lotion into the girl's pubic area.
"Stay right like that," Boone ordered as he left the room briefly.  He
returned with his new digital camera.

"No," Stacey said trying to cover herself.  Something deep inside was
telling her it probably wasn't a good idea to compromise herself by
allowing Boone to take pictures, but something at the surface was
sending a charge of sexual excitement at the thought.

Boone ignored the preteen's wishes and shot a couple of shots of the
girl sitting on the counter top with a hand covering her puss, the
other trying to cover her flat chest.  Boone peered over the view
finder.  "Get your hands down, slut" he ordered.  When the girl didn't
comply he followed it with, "Now," in a threatening voice.  Hesitantly
the girl lowered her hands exposing her shaved prepubescent pussy and
the hard little nubs of her nipples.  "Fuck yeah," Boone commented as
he started clicking away with the camera.  Stacey felt a surge of
sexual energy at being exposed and photographed.  She new it was wrong
to pose naked - she knew it was nasty.  That contributed to her
arousal.  She looked into the lens embarrassed then down at her own
freshly shaved sex then shyly she put her hand down and felt the silky
smoothness of her bare pubis.  She sighed softly.  Her breathing was
shallow and quick.  Without being prompted she began to trace the lips
of her sex with her fingers then penetrate the pouting lips of her
puss with her index finger.  "Yeah.  Finger fuck that puss you little
slut.  Everyone who sees these pictures will see what a hot little
slut you are," Boone encouraged.  Stacey jerked her head up and looked
into the lens and a low moan escaped her lips.  It hadn't occurred to
her that Boone would be showing the pictures to other people and the
thought of others seeing her so lewdly exposed caused a spasm of lust
to shoot through her puss.  Stacey began to fuck herself in earnest
and worked her clit with the heel of her hand.  She began working her
nipples with her free hand:  pinching, pulling and twisting the
sensitive buds with ever increasing severity.  Her own efforts and the
stimulation of knowing she was being photographed drove the girl to a
hard cum.  She twisted and pulled at her right nipple as she thrust
her spasming little cunt hard into her hand.  The orifice clutched at
her pistoning fingers as they worked in and out of her tight fuck
channel.  "Good girl," Boone encouraged as her cum subsided.  "That
was fucking hot," he added.  "C'mon.  Let's go in here," Boone said
after allowing the twelve-year old a minute to recover.

Stacey followed Boone into his bedroom on trembling legs.  "Lie on the
bed," Boone instructed.  Boone left briefly and returned with two long
dildos, one fat and one slender, and a hand full of clothes pins that
he threw on the bed.  "Use these while I take some more shots," he
instructed.  The girl picked up the fatter of the two dildos.  She had
used objects to fuck herself before and had seen dildos used by the
models in her fuck books but this was her first time actually handling
one.  She was totally fascinated by the lifelike look and the rubbery
texture of the fuck tool.  She instinctively rubbed the fat fuck toy
on her face then guided it down her body past her budding little
titties, over her flat belly, and over her freshly shaved pubis, and
to the lips of her swollen sex.  Stacey began to nudge the fat head of
the fake cock into her puss.  "Let's see how much of that fucker you
can take," Boone encouraged.  She slowly eased the fuck tool into her
cunt channel.

"Unghh," she groaned as the fat pecker pushed up into her guts.
"God.  It's so big," she moaned.  Boone fired away with the camera.
He captured the girl's prepubescent twat straining to accommodate the
fake pecker.  Her face flushed with the effort and a light sheen of
sweat began to appear on her body.  "I'm so... unghh... so full," she
gasped when the fuck toy bottomed out against her cervix.

"Get the other one in your shit hole," Boone ordered pitching a tube
of lubricant to the little girl.  Stacey slowly lubed the second
dildo.  She was savoring the fatness of the first cock in her cunt and
it caused her to move as if in a daze.  She mumbled and made hissing
and mewing sounds and she prepared the second dildo and her ass
channel for the second penetration.  "I'm going to split myself in two
with these fuckers," she mumbled to herself.  Boone was amazed at the
way the twelve year old's vocabulary had developed in only three
sessions.  She spoke as trashy as any stripper.  After spreading the
lube on the rubber cock and inside her ass channel she got on all
fours then supporting herself with one hand she began to work the tool
past her sphincter with the other hand.  The head of the cock popped
into her asshole and she squealed in pain and quickly pulled it back
out.  "Fuck that hurt," Stacey cussed.  She wedged three lubricated
fingers into her asshole to loosen the orifice, spreading and twisting
the digits in her clinging ass hole, and then tried the fake cock
again.  When the head of the dildo popped past her sphincter this time
the twelve-year old moaned.  "Unghh.  Yeah.  God damn that feels hot,"
Stacey panted.  Stacey began working the two dildos up into her guts,
panting and groaning the whole time.  "Fuck.  Unghh.  ...splitting me in
too," and various obscenities spewed from the mouth of the twelve-year
old.  She seemed to become frustrated as the two fat cocks bottomed
out in her fuck channels.  She plunged them painfully up into her guts
to achieve greater penetration but her body would not yield any more
to the two fuck toys.  From her positions on her hands and knees
Stacey dropped back to sit on her heels using her own body weight to
drive the two cocks further up into her fuck holes.  "Unghh," she
groaned as she felt the cocks ease into her further.  "Fuck, fuck,
fuck," she chanted as she began to bounce on the fuckers forcing them
into herself.

"Put those clothes pins on your nipples," Boone commanded between
taking pictures of the hot little preteen impaling herself of the
dildos.

The girl grabbed two of the clothes pins and snapped them onto her
nipples.  "Yessss," she hissed as she reveled in the burning sensation
coursing through her hard little nipples.  She pulled on the clothes
pins on her nipples as she continued to bounce on the cocks buried in
her fuck holes and soon another cum welled up in her.  She began to
spasm and tremble as the orgasm tore through her body.  She jerked
involuntarily as she came and finally slumped forward exhausted when
the orgasm subsided.  Boone was rounding the bed the whole time
snapping digital images of the hot little preteen abusing herself.

"Damn that was hot, girl," Boone complimented.  "I've got a surprise
for you now," he added.  "Get down here on the floor and kneel down
over here," Boone said gesturing to a place on the hard wood floor.
Stacey removed the clothes pins from her nipples and started to take
the dildos out of her fuck holes.  "No. No. No.  Leave those fuckers
in," Boone said and moved to help the girl who was having difficulty
moving with the two fat cocks buried in her guts.  He grabbed her arm
and helped her to kneel.  Stacey sat on her heels on the floor again
putting her weight on the fake cocks.  "I'll be right back," Boone
said.  He returned with a collar and couple of lengths of rope.  He
first fastened the collar.  He bound her upper legs to her ankles
forcing her to remain kneeling then the tied her wrists together
behind her back and then added another binding just above here
elbows.  He pulled the binding until her elbows touched behind her
back forcing her to thrust her titless chest out, then bound her
wrists to her ankles.  He pulled a pair of alligator clips from his
pocket and applied the first one to the young girl's sensitive
nipples.

"Owww," Stacey screamed and she tried to twist away.  "No.  It's too
much.  Please.  Please take it off," she said as she shook her upper
body trying to shake the cruel device from her nipple.

"Shut the fuck up, slut," Boone scolded.  Stacey whimpered and bit her
lower lip trying her best to endure the painful bite of the clip.  The
preteen tried to avoid the second clip as Boone positioned it near her
nipple.  Boone grabbed her collar and ordered, "Hold still," then
attempted to fasten the second clip to the squirming girl's chest.
She continued to try to evade the clip.  He grabbed the first clip and
pulled at it viciously.

"Aghhh," Stacey screamed.

"I said hold still or I'll rip your fucking nipple off," Boone
screamed at the girl.  This time the whimpering girl held still as he
positioned the clamp at her nipple and snapped it on the tender bud.

"Ohhh," Stacey moaned.  "God it hurts so bad.  Please Boone.  Please..."
her pleading trailed off.

"Behave now, girl.  I told you I have a surprise for you that'll make
it all worth it, didn't I?" Boone asked.  Stacey sniffled and nodded
her head yes.  Boone circled the girl and took several shots of her in
distress before stepping out of the room.  He returned in a few
minutes stirring the contents of a small bowl with a spoon.  Boone
lowered the bowl so that Stacey could see the pearly viscous fluid
that he was stirring.  "See this?" he said.  "I've been saving all of
the rubbers that people have been leaving it the video arcade and even
scooped a few loads off of the floor for you.  There are probably 40
or 50 loads of cum in this bowl for you to eat.  I even warmed it up
to body temperature for you," Boone said as he lifted the spoon and
let a sticky stream of the jizz dribble back into the bowl.  Stacey's
initial response was revulsion and she felt her stomach turn in
revolt.  Boone continued to stir the fluid inches from her face
occasionally lifting the spoon and allowing the contents to dribble
into the bowl again.  Stacey's initial revulsion subsided.  The
searing pain of her nipples was forgotten.  She began to anticipate
the perverse meal Boone was preparing, licking her lips
subconsciously.  When Boone loaded the spoon to feed her the first
mouthful she opened her mouth eagerly.  A moan escaped her lips as she
savored the taste of the cum.  She made mewling sounds as she sucked
at the spoon not wanting to waste any of the seed.  "You like that?"
Boone asked.

"Mmm-hmmm," Stacey answered.  Boone loaded another spoonful of cum and
put it to the eager little girl's mouth.  She was still trying to
clear the sticky remnants of the first mouthful from her lips but
opened her mouth wide.

"Fuck.  You're a nasty little slut," Boone commented as he watched the
little preteen slut gobbling the cum.  She had even started to rock,
imperceptibly at first, on the two cocks still jammed in her guts as
she took the jizz into her mouth.  Boone put the bowl to the preteen's
lips and tilted it so the cum spilled into the young girl's mouth.
Stacey swallowed frantically but couldn't keep up with the flow.  The
jism leaked out of the corners of her mouth and flowed down her chin,
throat, and onto her chest.  By now she was rocking frantically on the
two dildos stabbing into her fuck holes and approaching her third
orgasm of the session.  As she sucked and licked the last of the cum
from the bowl her body exploded in an intense orgasm.  Stacey slumped
down in exhaustion after her cum subsided.  Boone put the bowl down on
the floor before the girl.  He took several shots of the girl with the
cum streaming down her face and chest.  Stacey gazed hungrily at the
residue collecting in the bottom of the bowl through eyes barely
open.  Boone untied the binding securing Stacey's wrists to her
ankles.  The girl immediately leaned forward and began licking the
bowl clean of the last remnants of the cum.

Boone removed the other bindings for the girl's legs but kept her arms
bound severely behind her back.  He helped the young girl stand on
stiffened legs.  He pulled the two dildos from the girl's cunt and
ass.  "C'mon.  I got something else for you," Boone said guiding the
girl into the garage.  He guided the girl to a carpenter's horse
situated in the corner of the garage.  Boone helped Stacey mount the
horse.  Stacey could still comfortably reach the floor with her feet
and was unsure of what Boone intended.  Boone stepped to one end of
the horse and adjusted the length of the legs so that the rail fit
firmly to Stacey's ass and pubis.  He stepped to the other end and
lengthened those legs.

"Oh," exclaimed Stacey as she was lifted so that she could barely
touch her toes to the ground.  Almost her whole body weight was
supported painfully by her sex and ass against the rail.  "Unghh.
Fuck," the twelve year old gasped as she tried to adjust herself to
relieve some of the discomfort.  She gripped the rail behind her back
with her bound hands but that didn't offer any relief.  Boone took
several shots of the girl struggling to endure the painful pressure on
her puss.  Boone put the camera down and picked up a length of rope.
She slipped it through the binds of the girl's wrist.  He tossed the
other end of the rope over a rafter in the garage and pulled.  This
forced the preteen to bend forward as her arms were raised.  It had
the added affect of forcing her to bear more of the weight on her
swollen sex.  "Unghh," Stacey groaned as her clit was ground into the
rail.  "Fuck.  What... what are... are you... unghh... doing to me?" Stacey
asked rhetorically.  Boone took a few more pictures to capture each
stage of the girl's torture then resumed his labor.  He tied a length
of string to each of the alligator clips still biting into the girls
tortured nipples.  The girl watched Boone's every move with a
desperate look in her eyes.  "What are you going to do?" she asked
pleadingly.

"Shhhh," Boone answered.  He was trying to be careful but every little
tug added to the burning sensation coursing through the twelve-year
old's nipples and caused her to inhale sharply.  Boone then added
several fishing weights to the other end of the two strings.  He then
let the strings extend and tested the effect of the weight on the
girl.  She drew her breath in sharply.

"No Boone.  Please," she pleaded.

"Hush now," he reprimanded the young girl.  "Okay.  I'm going to drop
these.  Are you ready?" taunted Boone.

"No!  Please Boone," Stacey pleaded again.

Boone raised the weights to the girl's chest then let them drop.

"Aghhhh," Stacey screamed as the weights his bottom distending her
tortured nipples.  Boone repeated the action over and over again
causing Stacey to scream out until her voice was hoarse.  Tears
streamed down the little girl's face and she sobbed pitifully before
Boone got bored with the torture, retrieved his camera and took more
shots.

He put the camera aside again and approached the girl with a length of
rope with a loop knotted in both ends.  He bent lifted one of the
girl's ankles and slipped the loop onto the girl's foot.  He went to
the other side of the horse leaned over grabbed the other loop and
pulled, forcing Stacey's bound foot off of the ground.  He lifted the
girl's unbound ankle off of the ground too and slipped the second loop
around her foot.  One foot was secured in each of the loops and the
rope was across the top of the rail keeping the girl's legs bent back
behind her and her feet off of the ground.  "Oh God.  No.  Fuck,"
Stacey squealed as her full weight was borne by her plump little
puss.  Boone stepped back and admired his handy work.

"How do you like it?" he taunted Stacey.

"Oh fuck... Boone... Fuck," Stacey groaned in a stupor of pain.  Boone
took several shots of the final product and then opened a lawn chair.
He went to the kitchen and got himself a beer then returned and
plopped down into the chair and just watched the girl struggle with
the pain she was enduring.  The sheen of sweat appeared on the girl's
body.  The pain was almost unendurable but not quite.  Boone watched
as the girl had begun to grind her clit into the rail, first gently
then more frantically.  Animal grunts and gurgling sounds were coming
from the girl as she ground her cunt against the rail.

Boone rose from his chair and approached the end of the horse in front
of the girl.  "Fuck.  Are you really going to cum?" Boone asked.  The
girl was ashamed and blushed furiously.  She looked up at Boone her
eyes fogged with lust and pain.  "Tell me when you're going to cum,
whore," Boone ordered.  It took several more minutes of frantic
grinding before the girl was ready to go over the top.  The pain was
just too intense to allow here to cum quickly but none the less she
was approaching a very intense orgasm.

"Unghh.  Unghhh.  Unghh," she gurgled as she approached her cum.
"Ohhhh.  Now... Unghhh.  Nowwww," she exclaimed as the orgasm began to
shoot through her abused cunt and nipples.

With one hand Boone lifted the end of the horse and with the other he
grabbed the two strings tied to the clips on the girls nipples.  He
simultaneously dropped the end of the horse and tugged at the cords.
The intense pain tore through the twelve year olds body.  "Aghhhh,"
she screamed as the rail jammed up into her abused cunt and the
alligator clips tore from her nipples leaving her nipples bleeding
where the teeth had once gripped her tender flesh.  The pain slut
spasmed on the rail her body jerking involuntarily as the orgasm
continued to tear through her bound body.  Boone repeatedly lifted and
dropped the end of the horse causing the girls cunt to be pounded
mercilessly by the wooden rail.  "Aghhh.  Aghhh.  Aghhhh," the little
girl gurgled each time the rail pounded up into her twat.  The pain
seemed to sustain the orgasm indefinitely.  Stacey jerked and spasmed
on the rail.  Finally she lost consciousness and slumped forward
twitching, her mouth hanging open.   Boone dropped the horse a few
more times before he was satisfied that she had lost consciousness.

Boone unhooked the girl's ankles and her legs swung down limply.  He
untied her arms from the rafter and then lowered her to the floor.
Stacey lay on the floor her bound arms pinned beneath her.  Her
breathing was deep and regular.  Boone got himself another beer and
sat back down in the lawn chair watching for the girl to return to
consciousness.  As he finished his third beer Stacey began to moan and
stir a little.  Boone rose and stood over the girl.  He fished his
cock out.  It was sticky and a mess for all of the precum that had
seeped from his cock as he abused the little girl.  He straddled the
unconscious girl and directed his cock at her face.

Stacey awoke sputtering and gasping, Boone's piss splattering on her
face and chest.  "Time to wake up, whore," Boone taunted as he played
the stream on piss over the girl's face and onto her ripped up
nipples.  "Fuck yeah, whore," he said directing the pungent stream
into her gasping mouth.  "Drink my piss, bitch," Boone taunted.
Stacey was doing all she could just to catch her breath as the piss
splashed her face.  She coughed and gasped as she inhaled some of the
piss.  "Fuck yeah, piss whore.  Drink my piss," Boone continued to
taunt.  The stream of piss began to taper and finally only a few drops
trickled from his cock.  Boone crouched down over the girl and pushed
his cock into her mouth.  "Suck my cock, cunt," Boone ordered.  He
hadn't even cum once during the morning.  His cock hardened
immediately and he withdrew it from Stacey's mouth.  He pulled the
girl up to her knees by her arm then pushed her torso forward so that
she was positioned with her face in a piss puddle on the dirty floor
and her ass raised into the air.  Boone kneeled behind the girl and
positioned the head of his cock to the young girl's crinkled ass
hole.  With one brutal thrust he buried his cock to the hilt in the
preteen's ass channel.

"Aghhh," Stacey screamed almost losing consciousness again.  Boone
rested with his cock buried in her guts.  As hot as he was he was
worried he could cum too soon.  "Please.  Oh God.  Please take it
out.  It hurts... Please...," Stacey pleaded.  After a few seconds Boone
began to stroke his cock in the girl's fuck channel.  He gradually
increased his pace and the length of his stroke until he was pounding
the girl's distended ass hole.  Stacey was starting to lose herself in
the ass fucking.  She began to squirm her ass and smear her face in
the puddle of piss.  She tried to slurp the piss off of the floor as
Boone pounded her fuck hole.

Boone tried to resist cumming but it was just too much.  He blew his
load in the preteen's clinging ass channel.  "Fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck," he
grunted on his final strokes.  One final thrust buried his cock to the
hilt in the preteen slut's ass, his cum splashing into the little
whore's guts.  He rested briefly then pulled his cock out of Stacey's
clinging fuck hole.  He pulled the girl to a kneeling position then
stood in front of the kneeling preteen.  "Clean my cock," he ordered
pressing his shit smeared cock to the twelve-year old's mouth.  Stacey
took the pungent cock into her mouth and sucked it hungrily.  The
powerful smell of her ass on the cock caused her to gag several times
and tears welled in her eyes.  Boone twitched violently as Stacey
sucked his over sensitive cockhead into her throat.  When he was
satisfied the twelve-year old had cleaned her shit off of his cock he
pulled his cock from her mouth.  He helped her to her feet then untied
her arms.  Stacey groaned as the circulation returned to her aching
arms.

"I have to get to work," Boone informed the girl as he led her to the
living room.  He was sure he had been too rough on her and he doubted
she could ever come back.  She went to the pile of her clothes and
dressed in silence occasionally shyly looking up at Boone and
blushing.  She was covered in dried piss and the smell and taste of
her own ass filled her mouth and nose.  When she finished she turned
and faced Boone, fidgeting.  She looked at him and seemed about ready
to say something but instead blushed furiously and looked down at her
feet.

"What's up, girl?" Boone asked her.

"Umm...," Stacey said quietly then stopped blushing again.

"What is it?" Boone asked losing patience a bit.

"Ummm... Do I... Do I have to wait until next week before I can come
back?" Stacey asked shyly.

End of Part Four
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