My first visit to Berry's house since we were friends in school surprised me. He introduced me to a little girl, not more than three, who couldn't speak.

She was pretty with her blue eyes and seemed happy as she ran around naked. It became evident after a few hours that she wasn't very sharp mentally, but he seemed to love her and he took care of her with potty and food and he gave her lots of kisses and hugs.

I figured that something had happened to her early, like an accident or problem at birth. I didn't ask about her much except to ask where her mother was. He'd said that she was long gone and he'd been entrusted with the child's care for good.

I didn't remember her name and he always called her "Girl".

The next time I visited was a year later. That's when I started to realize that there was something funny with Berry and Girl.

Now, Berry was strange in the first place, so you have to understand how funny he would have to act to become noticeable with our history.

I knew Berry during school. We were outcasts and we had a common interest: sexual depravity! We collected many magazines and videos of Tiawanese piercings, Mexican beastiality, Swedish underaged sex, German scat, Japanese rape, and plain old American bondage and discipline. We also had tried some of these things with kinky people we would meet through the sourses of those entertainment items. That was back in school. I was visiting still to trade new things I had found with pictures and video tapes with him, as well as have him show me some new depravity I had never seen.

While we were discussing our experiences, Girl was straddling a large stuffed toy and seemed to be squirming over it.

While I was describing this twisted thing I had seen a hooker do with pool balls and no hands, Berry got up and put Girls hand onto her ankles and she held then behind her back. My jaw dropped as her then grabbed her waist and rubbed her body up and down over the stuffed toy until she started to breathe harder.

He made her orgasm on the plush item and she shuddered in his big hands. Then he sat back down as if nothing was wrong.

Now, mind you, I had seen things like that in pictures and movies but there was something that felt odd about seeing it in real life. Before, I always felt detached and it was a simple, sometimes faceless thing involving children. But Girl was a real person who I had felt sorry for. Part of me wanted to scream abuse. The other part said it wasn't any of my business, leave it alone. Then there was this spark that had always been with me that was attracted to depravity.

I left his house later with an odd feeling of ambivalence.

It would be two years before Berry and I would see each other again.

The furniture had changed. The couch was replaced with a futon with wooden railings and there were some hanging plants and strange art mobiles.

The biggest change was Girl. She was still naked and she had slimmed down some as well.

She had a ring poking out from between her legs which I saw now and then as she crawled and rolled around the floor in simple mindless energy.

I had to ask Berry finally what was going on with her. This is what he told me.

"Girl is the daughter of an illegal immigrant who had been gang raped savagely here. The child inside her was just too much for her to bare. Margo, that was her name I think, had tried to abort it through primitive methods like drinking and drugs and even self inflicted physical abuse. It was during that abuse that I had met her. You know, I wanted to watch a pregnant woman take things up her body. Only I thought it was for her pleasure.

"I offered to take the child off her hands if it survived and give it a chance at life. I guess I had a moment of weakness. You have to understand that this woman would have surely killed the child herself, maybe slowly. She hated it that much.

"It was a home delivery with no actual complications and she split as soon as she was able. The girl appeared healthy and I didn't bother to register her with any agency. They would have taken her immediately, you see, and I wasn't even sure if I was going to actually do this. I think I waited in case I could sell her quietly to some couple and make a few bucks under the table.

"Well that was a hard year for me. You know, taking care of a kid is real hard work and in that year is when I discovered Girl's mental problems. Who knows what it was that Margo did to cause it. All I knew is that my chances of selling her went to nill.

"It's not like she's retarded. She understands some of the words and she behaves herself as well as a pet. It's not unlike having a dog, you know. And it's too late to make anybody aware of her existence. After a few years, I'd get in trouble for keeping her so long anyway.

"Well, not long before your first visit, I got this strange desire to masturbate her. It worked too. Girl loved it. She didn't know how to ask for it though and it became understood by both of us that I would do it whenever I felt like it only. You know, she has no urge to even leave the house? No curiosity at all. Just does what ever I say.

"I don't thing she has any vocal chords because she can't even scream or grunt. But the part that fascinates me is that she has no volition. She doesn't run from anything she doesn't like, she will do anything I tell her, and has no self motivation about anything.

"It didn't take long for me to figure out what a unique opportunity that I found myself with. The perfect sex slave, and I could raise her to become what ever I wanted her to be.

"Last year, while she was asleep, I pierced her little clit and it wasn't too long after the initial discomfort to her that I found it increased my control over her little orgasms."

Berry watched my face as I struggled with what he had been telling me. Part of me was disgusted and part of me was turned on. I had no idea what to say.

He must have seen that last part in my eyes because he smiled then and called Girl over to kneel in front of him. He said, "She can take me in her cunt and up her ass. She doesn't struggle if you want to be rough. I've even got down her throat once but she's missing her two front teeth right now and the side teeth can scratch you a little. Would you like to fuck her?"

My breath caught. I couldn't. Could I?

"No one but me has ever had her and I think she should learn her place. You would be her first outsider." Berry told me. Then he talked to Girl. "I want you to fuck my guest. Go over to him and let him have you just like I taught you to." Girl put her arms together and over her head with her eyebrows up. "Oh." Berry smiled then. "She thinks your going to rape her. It's a game we play. She likes playing it, and I think she wants you to."

I couldn't get my head around the idea. Not only did Berry offer me this child to try, but was even telling me I could be brutal. And I could be real brutal. I WAS a deviant after all.

"Listen, sport. I want a night away for a while." Berry said while standing. "You stay here with Girl and do what ever you want. You have my permission." And with that, Berry left the house. Girl looked at the door with her mouth open. Then she looked at me. We both stared for a while. She never moved.

I tried to decide what to do. Well, nobody was here and I didn't think there was anyway I could get into any trouble if I did do this thing. That's when I came to the conclusion that I actually wanted to fuck Berry's six year old sex toy.

Then I spent the next ten minutes working up the courage. Finally, I said, "Come here." Girl walked up to me like a robot. There was an unsure look in her pretty, though dull eyes. "Open your mouth. " I told her. She did and she indeed was missing both front teeth. Girl looked more like a child with her mouth open.

I couldn't believe I was actually thinking of fucking a preschooler. Who was I kidding? She wasn't ever going to go to any school.

I grabbed a hand full of her mop of hair and tugged her head upwards. She kept her mouth open for me. My cock started to get hard. I was getting turned on by this depraved act. I reached for her clit ring and twisted it a little. Her breath caught and became ragged. There was only a hint of fear coming from her. That was all I needed.

I let go the ring and unzipped my pants. My cock sprang upwards and stayed that way. I left caution to the wind and lifted her roughly by a stringy leg and dropped her straddling my lap. I rubbed her lower body over my erect cock and felt the ring twist from side to side as I stroked myself with her cunt.

Then I reached down and spread her lips, positioned my cockhead to ram in and let her drop over me. I could feel her give a little before accepting me into her and then I was sliding into her little body. She was tight and wet. I went halfway in and then suddenly bottomed out and shot a load into her.

I came quick and it didn't feel like I was done yet. The wad of cum in her started to squirt out from around my cock and lubed her up nicely. I started to fuck her for real, nice and full. Not once did Girl lift her arms. She even kept her head facing upwards long after I let go of her hair. Her breath was very forced and ragged though. I'm sure she had no vocal chords or she would have surely grunted by now. At the most, she made strong huffing noises.

I put my hands under her butt and held her legs up with them. I was lifting her body and dropping it over my cock, letting her weight ram me into her small body. I was bottoming out in her forcefully. The very idea made me feel strange and excited.

Girl was no longer a child but a small thing to fuck and I was totally in control of her. I was too big for her and yet could make her take what ever I choose to.

I choose to lay her on the table and fuck her harder. I even held her arms above her head like she showed Berry a bit ago. With one hand, I forced her to open her mouth wide and forced my tongue into it. I could feel where her front teeth once were. It reminded me of when I was a kid and had lost some teeth myself.

Then I forced my mouth totally over hers and she was forced to breathe through her nose. I was dominating her completely.

I pulled out from her before I could cum again, which wasn't long, and rolled her onto her belly. Then I forced my wet cock up her asshole. She offered little resistance. I was able to go much deeper into her body but I came before I could stop myself. This time, it was a long throbbing cum and I could feel her body clench on me as I shot gobs of goo into it.

When I was done, I stayed in her deep and then I rolled over to my back and onto the floor, taking her with me. We lay there, her back on my front with me buried deep into her colon.

After the nice heady high of after-sex, I started to twiddle her clit ring. She squirmed for me and I spent the next ten minutes making her cum until I was hard again. Then I put my hands onto her waist and fucked her like a toy for half an hour.

Then I came again and twiddled her ring, forcing her to cum again and again.

I had all night.

Berry finally came home and asked how it was.

Girl was asleep on my lap, sweaty and worn out, and I was naked as well. I wasn't even shy about it.

"Berry," I said. "Berry, my friend. This is the best thing I have ever done in my life."

He smiled and said, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Because I was thinking of doing all of the sick things we've learned over the years to her, and I felt you might want to join in."

I smiled back, contented. "You read my mind. The first thing we should do is get her a dog."