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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Sam Knight Case Three 5/9 by Uncle Sky (Mf, Mm, mf, coer, bdsm)
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Warning! This is an adult story. It was written for adults on an adult
topic. It contains graphic descriptions of sex acts. These acts may
involve pre-teens having sex with adults. If you object to this type of
material or if you are under the legal age to read such material in your
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The following story is a fantasy. It never happened. It takes place
completely in that dark part of my mind where I store my fantasies. No
real children were hurt or even took part in the writing of this story.
Please do not try this at home.

Sam Knight Case Three (Mf, Mm, mf, coer, bdsm)
   by Uncle Sky

What Possible Excuse

Chapter 05

Monday morning started early. We all had to get ready in time to take
Ginger to school. Then Rose and I were going to the office, and I wanted to
be there before or soon after Jennie and Mattie left for school.

We all rushed around and got ready. I was done first, so I made a fast
breakfast of cereal and juice. It went quickly, and we left for school. As
we neared the school, I had Rose get down on the back seat and cover up
with a blanket that I had. I didn't want to take the chance that someone
would see her and wonder what was going on. I stopped out front of the
school as always and let Ginger out. She gave me an innocent little kiss
good bye and headed for the entrance as I pulled away. When we were a few
blocks from the school, I stopped so Rose could get up front and buckle in.

When we arrived at the office, I stopped at the desk and signed Rose in as
a guest. They gave her a badge to wear, and we headed for my office. Rose
sat on the sofa in my office as I checked in with Mike and Amber. They each
told me that things were ready, and I told them I'd be over to Mike's
office in a few minutes.

I needed someone to keep track of Rose. I thought for a minute and decided
to ask Grace, my VP of Management. She had been the one who took Cheryl
under her wing when she first came into my life. I took Rose by the hand
and led her to Grace's office. When we got there I stuck my head into the
office and cleared my throat.

"Oh, hi, Sam. What can I do for you?"

"I need a favor, Grace, but I'm not sure if you're up for it."

"You know I'll do anything I can to help you, Sam. Tell me what you want."

"Well, you see, I have this little girl that needs to be kept busy while I
go over some things with the people on her case."

A cloud seemed to slip over her face as I told her what I wanted. I knew it
was because I had awakened the memory of Cheryl. It only took a minute,
though, for her to gather herself together and reply.

"Of course, Sam. Bring her in."

I pulled Rose in and introduced her to Grace. They seemed to hit it off
right away. That was no surprise to me as Grace had family of her own and
was great with kids. I left them chatting and headed down the hall to
Mike's office.

I found Mike and Amber waiting for me. Mike filled me in on the setup at
the school, and Amber told me she had another source that might have more
info for us. It was a teacher that had left the local school not long after
the two suspects had started there. It seemed kind of odd timing, and she
thought it might mean the teacher knew something.

Mike told me that Beth was already over at the house we had set up in to
watch the school. I told them I was going over right away and they could
reach me there if they needed anything. I stopped by Grace's office, and
told Rose I was leaving her with Grace while I went to the school. She
seemed happy enough, so I headed out.

When I arrived at the school I found there were too many cars on the street
in front of it, so I parked a couple of blocks away and walked to the house
we were using. There was so much activity around the school that nobody
even noticed as I walked up to the house and rang the bell. I was let in by
Beth, and she led me to the room we had all our equipment in. She briefed
me on each of the devices and what they were monitoring. We had both sound
and video on two channels from the shack, and both a locator and sound feed
on both Jennie and Mattie. She had a map of the school grounds and
buildings put up on the wall so we could see where everything was if we
needed to get in fast. She also explained that we had a large truck with
several operatives in it over in the parking lot behind the trees as well
as monitors and a direct line with the house. I was satisfied that she had
things well covered and told her so. She just smiled.

We sat down and listened to the bugs on our inside agents while we drank
coffee and snacked on donuts. Hey, we were mostly ex-cops, what do you
expect? Old habits are hard to break.

Every once in a while one of the girls would whisper some information to us
about what was going on. It was mostly boring stuff. Jennie did spot the
four boys walking down the hall together, but they didn't seem to notice
her. They must be blind, I thought. How could anyone miss that sexy young
thing? Between periods, when Mattie was alone, she mentioned that some of
the girls seemed very withdrawn and unhappy. Jennie mentioned that she
noticed a few girls avoid the four boys in the halls. It was beginning to
look like we might have a lot more victims than we thought.

Nothing much seemed to happen until third period. Jennie had PE that
period, and she was being very careful not to get in bad with Ms. Driscoll.
It didn't matter much. Her class was told to run three laps around the
field as soon as they got dressed and out on the field. We could tell
Jennie was running slowly, and as she passed the shack the first time she
told us it was deserted. On her second lap, though, she didn't have to say
anything. We could hear the voices of the boys taunting her as she passed
the shack. At first they were just acting like horny teens. But on the
third lap, they got more graphic about what they wanted to do to her.
Comments about getting a blow job or fucking her ass off were among those
comments. I was glad she didn't have any more laps to run.

After she went past the last time, we could hear the boys talking. They
sounded as if they were planning to grab her if she came around again. When
they saw she wasn't going to return, one of them swore.

"Shit! That bitch Driscoll fucked up and shorted us one lap. I'll make her
suffer for that next time we get her alone. She'll be sure to get that new
bitch here for us next time she has PE."

There was our confirmation that the teacher was involved with the boys, but
I was surprised at what they said. It sounded as if they had the power, not
the teacher.

A minute or two later, the boys entered the shack. They barely got inside
when there was a knock on the door. We watched as they opened the door and
let a shy looking girl in. She looked to me like a freshman. She was small
and not too well developed yet. She no sooner got through the door than one
of the boys grabbed her and slapped her face.

"You're late, bitch! You know you're supposed to come here as soon as you
get dressed for class. Now you won't have time to finish. If you miss one
of us, you'll get beat as punishment."

The girl was crying and shaking her head. One of the boys grabbed her and
pushed her over to the mat and made her kneel down. He quickly took out his
cock and pushed it against her mouth. I was headed for the door when Beth
stopped me.

"I know you want to go stop them, Sam. But you can't. We need to know who
is involved both as perp's and as victims. If you barge in there now, it
will all be lost."

I knew she was right, but I didn't like it. I sat down hard on a chair and
watched as the girl gave all four boys blow jobs. She just managed to
finish in time to join the rest of the class to go to the showers. I was
pissed. But, I knew we needed to get more.

Just as the boys were leaving, Mr. Gerard entered the shack. They quickly
told him about the new girl and about Driscoll not giving them enough time
to grab her. Gerard told them he'd take care of Driscoll and gave them late
slips as they left. Now we had one of the teachers and all four boys. We
needed more, so we continued to watch.

About five minutes after Gerard entered the shack, Driscoll slipped through
the door. He didn't give her time for anything. He slapped her hard and
yelled at her.

"You fucked up again, bitch! Now get undressed fast and prepare for your
punishment."

"Yes, master."

She stripped as fast as she could and got on her hands and knees on the
mat. Gerard picked up a paddle from the corner and stood behind her. He
raised the paddle and swung it down on her ass, hard. We could hear the
smack over the bugs, and we could see her ass shake and start to turn red.

"One. Thank you, master."

He continued to administer the spanking until she reached twenty, each
followed by a "thank you, master." Then he dropped his pants and kneeled
down behind her. With no preparation at all he shoved his rather large cock
into her ass all the way to the base. She groaned from obvious pain and
then thanked him again. He fucked her ass for about ten minutes and then
came. He held his cock deeply in her ass until he was finished and then
pulled it out. It looked to me as if she had not climaxed yet, and he
didn't seem inclined to fix that. Instead he presented his slimy cock to
her face, and she quickly licked it clean with her tongue. When she was
done, he pulled up his pants and told her to get dressed.

"But, master. Can I please cum?"

"No you can't, bitch. Maybe that will teach you to obey orders. Now you be
sure to get that new girl here on time for the boys or I'll let them have
you for a period next time. You know how much they enjoy punishing you."

We could see the look of fear on her face as she dressed and hurried out
the door. He waited a few minutes and followed her out. That seemed to be
all for a while. We kept watching but there was nothing more the next
period. Then it was first lunch period. I thought we wouldn't get any
action then, but I was wrong.

Right after the bell rang to start the period, the shack door opened. A man
we didn't know walked in and looked around. He seemed to be expecting
someone. He sat down and waited, but not for long. A few minutes later the
door opened again. It was another young girl. This one didn't look
frightened. She looked hot to trot. She ran over to the man and jumped in
his lap, with a leg on each side of his hips.

"Oh, Mr. Whittaker. You're hard already. Did I keep you waiting too long?"

"No, sweetheart. I just sat down before you arrived."

With that, he kissed her soundly. We could tell his tongue was active in
her mouth, and she was squirming on his lap, sliding her hips back and
forth to rub her pussy on his hard cock. He couldn't hold out long and
pushed her off his lap. He took her over to the mat and quickly reached
under her skirt to remove her panties. She was busy, too. She had his pants
open and his cock out before he could get her panties all the way down.
They flopped down on the mat, and she reached between them and positioned
his cock at her entrance. As soon as he was positioned he lunged forward
and jammed his hard cock all the way into her slippery hole. They fucked
like bunnies for about five minutes, and then she came. Her scream was
muffled by his mouth covering hers. He reached his climax then and
stiffened as he held his cock deep in her pussy. When he was done, she got
up and licked him clean. A minute later she was gone. He sat down for a few
minutes to recover.

"Beth, do we have the staff roster for the school?"

"Yes, we do, and I was just looking at it. It seems that our Mr. Whittaker
is the Vice Principal. He must know about the others who use the shack.
Even if he isn't forcing that girl, he's still guilty of statutory rape at
a minimum. I wonder if we'll find it goes higher."

"I don't know, but I hope we find out soon. I can't take watching these
kids being abused even if we do need the evidence."

Just then the door to the shack opened again, and in walked a male student.
The boy looked a little scared as he walked over to Whittaker. He didn't
say anything. He just waited for his orders. They came soon enough.

"On your knees!" The boy kneeled in front of him.

"Take it out." The boy reached over and opened Whittaker's pants, reached
inside and pulled his cock out. It was getting hard again.

"Suck it. And you better not spill any this time, or you'll be very sorry."

The boy leaned forward and took the cock that had been in a young pussy a
few minutes before into his mouth. He gave what seemed to be a very good
blow job and swallowed all the spend that Whittaker could manage. When he
was done, he put the cock back and fastened the pants. He looked up at
Whittaker and waited.

"Not bad for a queer. Lucky for you I have an appointment this afternoon or
I'd be trying out that sweet ass of yours. You can go now, but be here
again at the same time Wednesday. And don't let your boyfriend into that
ass of yours before then. I want it ready for me with no cum or crap in the
way. Now get the fuck out of here, fag."

The boy quickly exited the shack, leaving Whittaker laughing in the chair.
He rested for a bit and then got up and left. Things stayed quiet for about
an hour. Then the door opened again.

It was the Driscoll woman again. She sat down and waited. I expected to see
a man or one of the boys enter any minute. I was wrong. The door opened,
and a very small girl entered. She walked over to Driscoll and knelt in
front of her. Driscoll raised her skirt, and we could see she wasn't
wearing any panties. The girl, who looked too young to be in High School,
leaned forward and commenced to eat Driscoll out like a pro. It looked like
everything was going well untill Driscoll yelped all of a sudden. The girl
pulled away but wasn't fast enough. Driscoll slapped her hard across the
face.

"You little bitch! I told you to watch out for the teeth on my clit. You
bit me, and I don't like that, as you well know. Now, get in position."

The girl was crying now as she moved over to the mat. She reached under her
skirt and pulled down her panties, then got on her hands and knees with her
shoulders down a little lower than her hips. The result was her ass
sticking up in the air. Driscoll stepped over and picked up the paddle that
was still there from earlier. Without hesitation she began to pound on the
little girl's ass. Once more I was headed to the door and was stopped by
Beth.

"It'll be over by the time you get there, Sam. Let it go. We'll get her,
and then we'll help the girl. I'm sure this isn't the first time this has
happened, so she'll recover. Just wait. Please."

I growled and sat back down. I hated this case. I couldn't accept the
things that were happening to these kids while we sat there and watched. I
needed to do something and fast.

"Beth, you're right of course, but this is going to be a one-day operation.
If we don't have all we need by the end of the day, we shut it down and get
the kids help and the perps arrested. No argument."

"Okay, Sam. You're the boss. Maybe one of them will turn on the rest and
give us all the names we need."

That gave me an idea. I'd need to think about it before I said anything,
though.

"When you shut down tonight, Beth, leave everything in place. We may need
to see what's going on there tomorrow. Plan on the crew being here after
all, and make it early, about an hour before school starts."

Beth looked puzzled but just nodded.

Nothing more happened by the time I had to leave. School was almost out,
and I needed to pick Ginger up. I told Beth to keep the operation going
untill we could be sure they weren't going to use the shack that evening. I
walked out and went to get my car. I was facing the wrong way, so I had to
go around the block to get to the school and be on the right side to pick
up Ginger. As I pulled up in front of the school, I saw Beth come out of
the house and walk over to me.

"Sam, the four boys have Jennie boxed in just inside the door. She can't
get out without using force. Why don't you go get her and offer her a
ride?"

I didn't even answer. I jumped out of the car and headed for the door to
the school. I passed Ginger as I went and told her to get in the car and
wait for me. I saw Jennie surrounded by the four hoods as I came through
the door. I also noticed that Whittaker was standing down the hall,
watching but not doing anything. I stopped and called out to Jennie.

"Hey, Jennie. Come on and stop fooling around. I'm parked in a loading zone
out front, and we need to get going."

The boys looked at me and then moved out of the way so Jennie could move
toward the door.

"I'm coming, Uncle Sam. I'm sorry I kept you waiting."

We left and went to the car. She climbed in the back seat as I got in and
drove away.

"Are you okay, Jennie? That was too close."

"I'm fine, Sam. It was too close for the boys. You saved them, not me. I
was just getting ready to deck the bunch of them when you came in. But
thanks anyway." She was laughing, and I relaxed as I realized I had
overreacted.

I drove to the office, and we waited there for Mattie to arrive. I called
Beth, and she said that Mattie was okay but would be a while yet because
she still had work to do at the school. I told her to keep watch and get in
there if anything happened. She assured me she would and hung up.

I told Jennie to write up her report and get a little rest. I wanted her to
come to my house at around eleven that night for another assignment. I told
her to bring one of our undercover cars. She said she would be there and
left to get changed. Ginger and I went to get Rose. She was having fun with
Grace. I wasn't surprised. I told her it was time to go, and we said thank
you and good bye to Grace. I knew it had been hard for her to watch Rose.
It must have reminded her of another time and another little girl.

The drive home was quiet as I thought about what I was going to do that
night. I needed to wrap this operation up, and I had an idea how to do it.

When we got home, the girls went into Ginger's room to do homework. Ginger
had picked up some school work for Rose, and they both got busy. I did hear
some talking and an occasional giggle as they talked about things girls
talk about. Somehow, they managed to get their work done, but I don't know
how.

I planned my evening activities as I made dinner. It was a tricky plan, but
I was reasonably sure it would work. I was a pretty fair judge of character
and was pretty sure I could get what I wanted that night. It was to be
another of my black op's.

As we ate dinner, I asked Ginger if she had seen anything during the day
that she thought I needed to know. She said she thought, maybe. I told her
to write up a report for me after dinner so I could add it to the file. She
promised she would. Then I let Rose gab about her day. She had spent most
of it with Grace and a short time with Mike. She liked them both and told
us about her tour of the complex. Ginger smiled as she remembered her own
first tour and how excited she had been. I reminded Rose to call home, and
she promised to make the call right after her bath. Dinner was soon over,
and the girls started in cleaning up. I went to my computer and typed up a
report of what I'd seen.

I also sent an e-mail to Amber asking her to get stills of the kids on the
tapes from the shack and compare them to the ones we had. I knew she would
have that done by morning and added to the file.

As I sat there, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't called the therapist
that Jack had recommended. It was still early evening, so I tried calling.
Doctor Webber answered on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Dr. Webber. My name is Sam Knight. You were recommended by a friend
for a problem I have."

"Oh, yes, Mr. Knight. Jack called and warned me you'd be calling. What can
I do for you?"

"I have a fourteen-year-old client that needs your professional help."

"What kind of help? Can you tell me a little about her problem?"

"First of all, I need to be sure you will keep what I tell you
confidential, even if you don't take the job. Can you accept a retainer
from me or some kind of agreement so it's covered?"

"Well, I don't know how we can do it now. I can give you a letter accepting
you as a client, but it would have to be tomorrow."

"Hmm. Do you have e-mail there at home?"

"Yes, I do."

"Okay, give me your address, and I'll send you an e-mail offering you a
position with my company. You reply right away accepting, and then we can
talk. Does that sound agreeable to you?"

She agreed, and we hung up. Moments later I sent off an e-mail with an
offer of employment as a consultant for my firm. In just a few minutes, I
had her acceptance and called her back.

"Well, Dr. Webber, are we set now as far as confidentiality is concerned?"

"Yes, Mr. Knight. Since you are my client, anything you tell me about a
case will be covered. However, if you ask me to see a client I will still
not be allowed to tell you anything they say without their permission."

I told her I understood and then filled her in on the problem with Rose.
She paused for a moment to consider what I had told her. After asking a few
questions about Rose's emotional condition, she made her decision.

"Well, Sam," I had gone through the name thing with her, "I think it's very
important that I see her as soon as possible. It sounds as if she's in dire
need of counseling, and it's getting worse. I can see her in the morning if
that works for you."

I told her Rose would be at my office and she could drop by when ever she
had an opening in her schedule. She promised to be there, and we said good
night. I went to tell Rose. She didn't look happy about it but accepted it
after I reminded her she could stop the session at any point where she felt
she didn't want to continue.

"Okay, girls, it's time for you to have your baths and get ready for bed.
Oh yes, I meant to tell you. I have to go out tonight and Jennifer is going
to be here to keep watch. I'll ask her to keep the tv on, so if you wake
up, you'll know she is still here. If you don't hear it, that will mean I
am back."

Ginger looked at me a bit suspiciously and then said, "You be careful Sam."

"I will, sweety. But there is no real danger tonight."

They went to get ready for bed, and I went out to my computer to do some
research in preparation for my outing.

End of chapter 05.

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