Devilish Little Girl

DEVILISH LITTLE GIRL
By Pascal

Lucy blew out a long stream of smoke as the wind blew through her long flame-red hair. It was a perfectly clear night as she looked out over the town and sighed to herself, the wine starting to make its presence felt in her bloodstream. There was nothing to disturb her train of thought as she wondered whether anyone else could possibly be as happy as her. At her age, most people were in crappy jobs and crappier homes. Lucy had always been fortunate – her parents had left her to her own devices as she grew up, and once they hit fifty and she was 17, they disappeared on a cruise around the world, leaving Lucy plenty of money and no supervision. Occasionally, she received a postcard from a place she could just about locate on a map, but she had had so little interaction with them over the years that their whereabouts didn’t particularly bother her. She had a house and enough money to live comfortably off the interest. She was as free as it was possible to be, spending her time reading, smoking and tending to her houseplants.

Lucy’s reminiscing was interrupted by a low whimper, the miserable sounds of a small girl. “She’s woken up then” thought Lucy. Josie scampered out onto the balcony in a simple green summer dress, giggling like only an eleven year old girl can. “She’s awake you know! C’mon, this one will be fun!” Josie bounded back into the house, running up to a middle aged woman who was chained naked to the wall. Her tits were sagging and her pubes were much too long, and it frankly made Josie feel sick just to look at her. This one hadn’t woken up yet, but Josie was far too ready to get started to let this be a problem. She took one of her captive’s nipples in one hand and twisted it violently. The old bitch woke up quickly, her eyes scanning the room for an explanation. “What the fuck is going o-” she started to scream, but Josie already had her fist clenched, and she slammed it straight into the woman’s stomach. Josie spat in her face and slapped her hard across the cheek. “Shut the fuck up, you useless fat fuck. There’s only one reason you’re still alive, and if you keep making such a racket, you won’t get to enjoy what’s coming!” Josie looked straight in the terrified woman’s eyes, gave her the widest grin she could, before turning her attention to the cardboard box in the middle of the room. The woman had a terrible feeling that she knew what was in the box, and prayed she was wrong as she started to gently sob.

Lucy came into the room, having looked on at the actions of her little friend from the balcony. She didn’t want to miss this either, and she patted Josie playfully on the head as they met by the box. Lucy gave it a hard kick with the toe of her boot, eliciting a loud yelp from whatever was contained within. Josie could barely contain herself, “Oh you’re such a tease! Can we do this already?” Lucy giggled, terribly pleased with herself. She tipped the box over onto its side, and out tumbled Alice. Alice was tall for a seven year old, and slightly pudgy, but it had been her soft pale skin that had caught Josie’s eye, and Lucy had been cajoled into picking her up. The mother was an added bonus, even if they hadn’t bothered to find out her name. Josie got quite a kick out of the devilish thought that at least the mother was going to die alongside her daughter this time around.

Lucy grabbed the girl’s arm and dragged her over to the wall opposite her mother, chaining her wrist to a fitting about head height. Josie took her cue and punched the mother hard in the stomach, eliciting a low grunt. Josie revealed a pair of scissors from the pocket of her dress and, in one clean motion, cut the mother’s left nipple off and let it drop to the ground. The effect was instant; the pathetic woman screamed in pain and struggled against her constraints, but to no avail, as he daughter yelled “NO STOP IT!” Josie grinned at this, and then turned to lick at the open wound, savouring the taste of the blood as she contemplated her next move. Lucy took a firm grip on Alice’s jaw, forcing her to watch even as she cried out in terror and confusion. As she watched her mother writhing in pain, Alice’s piss trickled down the inside of her thigh, creating a small pool on the laminate flooring. Once Lucy spotted this, she was furious – she slammed her fist into Alice’s jaw, breaking several teeth and sending them flying across the room. Josie giggled, her pussy already soaking wet, and started gleefully slashing away at the mother’s chest and stomach, blooding spurting all over Josie’s face, making her look even more devilish and evil.

Lucy couldn’t take it anymore, the sight of her protégé enjoying herself like this was too much for her and she slid a hand into her pants to gently rub her clit. “Don’t overdo it Josie, we want her to watch, remember?” Josie took a handful of the woman’s hair and tied it haphazardly round an o-ring on the wall, forcing her to keep her eyes locked on her terrified daughter. Lucy wasted no time and attacked the poor girl beside her as if she were possessed by a demon. Her nails tore at Alice’s skin, her teeth buried into her neck, and she stabbed her sharp unforgiving heel deep into the soft flesh of child’s bare foot. Josie skipped out of the room, and returned a few moments later with her birthday present – a big thick unforgiving strap on of her own. Lucy knew that Josie had been waiting for this for a long time, but she had wanted to hold off on getting her a strap-on for the simple reason that Josie would undoubtedly be even more ferocious after a waiting period. Lucy released Alice from her bondage, and the pathetic and terrified fuckpig fell to the floor – but it wasn’t long before Josie was on top of her, forcing Alice’s face into the cold hard floor and preparing to enter her cunt.

There was a scream of protest from the mother, who had recovered from her own pain just in time to notice what was happening to her daughter. Lucy and Josie were so lost in their own world they barely even registered the words shouted at them from across the room. There was a simple nod from master to student and Josie let rip, plunging her weapon all the way to the base inside Alice’s tight unblemished pussy, which made the victim scream so loud that Josie’s cunt tightened at the sound. Lucy wandered over to the mother, keeping her eyes fixed on Josie.

Alice had no idea what was going on. Her pussy felt like it was going to burst and she could barely think with the pain that radiated from the rest of her body. Tears streamed down her adorable face, all she could do was stare helplessly at her mother and beg for it to be over. She heard a small giggle and turned her head slightly to see Josie manically grinning back down at her. The dildo was withdrawn from her pussy, only to forced back in harder and even more uncaringly than before. Josie started up a rhythm, ramming the cock all the way to the base on each thrust, taking great delight in the blood streaming from her victim’s pussy. She forced one, then two, fingers inside Alice’s ass, then as much of her fist as she could manage, making sure to rub her fingers against the strap on through the walls of this quivering slut’s tight ass.

The mother watched on. She couldn’t believe her senses. A child, one who presumably used to be as wholesome and adorable as her own, was seemingly possessed. She had never seen sex like this in her entire life, let own between children. Her tears covered that much of her body that wasn’t already covered in blood, and she didn’t even have the strength or energy to protest anymore. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” whispered Lucy into the mother’s ear. “I’ve trained her so well, and nothing makes me happier than seeing her put her skills to good use.” Josie had taken her strap-on out of Alice’s ruined cunt and stepped back a few paces to admire her handiwork. What she saw before her pleased her greatly. Alice was nothing like the girl they had picked up just yesterday. Her soft pale skin was covered in blood, tears, dirt, sweat and copious amounts of Josie’s spit. Her eyes looked up pleadingly, all hope apparently gone. She shook slightly as she curled up on the floor, not knowing what to think or do. Josie made her next move and, lifting Alice’s legs onto her shoulders, rammed the dildo deep into Alice’s ass. The effect was immediate, and Alice did her best to escape, but Josie clamped both of her hands around her toy’s neck, pinning her on place on the floor, the strap on by now a blur as Josie pumped harder and harder, taking pleasure both from the feel of the base of the dildo rubbing furiously on her clit and from the sheer pain she was causing to an innocent child.

Lucy produced a long, thin and specially sharpened knife from the pouch on her thigh, and ran it across the collar bone of the grown woman tied tightly beside her, and she was rewarded with a thin trail of blood. “This is my favourite part. The last thing you will ever see in this world is your only daughter being raped to death by someone only a few years her senior. Enjoy these last few minutes.” Before the mother had even processed these words, her restrained wrists had both been cut and blood poured inexorably from her veins. She screamed some last words to her daughter but they were drowned out by Alice’s bestial attempts to breathe and to free herself from the monster attacking her, as well as the monster’s cackles of joy. Josie knew the end was near for her plaything, and she screamed her disgust at this pathetic bitch “DIE YOU WORTHLESS CUNT NO ONE IS GONNA HELP A PATHETIC SLUT LIKE YOU!” Josie could her feel her orgasm approaching and, having looked over, knew the end was near for the mother as well. This only made her more eager, and her thrusts became even more savage, and all the blood pouring from Alice’s wounds began to form a pool around them. Josie ground herself violently against her victim and, as she came harder than ever before, her nails dug straight through Alice’s throat, spraying blood everywhere and all over Josie. “OH FUCK I’M CUMMING DIE DIE! I HATE PATHETIC SLUTS LIKE Y-“

That was when the mother finally slipped into unconsciousness and when Lucy put her hand on her student’s shoulder – “Oh Josie. I’m ever so proud of you,” she spoke softly and warmly to her. Josie slowly pulled her strap on from the ruined ass of the dead girl before her, a small stream of blood trickling out after it. She turned to her new mother, her big green eyes full of post-orgasmic joy, and her blood stained lips grinning that devilish little grin - “What’s next, Lucy?”