Part 1: I Scream
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"Mommy! The ice cream truck is coming!" The six-year-old girl Ariel cries. "Mommy!"
"Hold on!" Ariel's mother quickly races to her purse and fiddles around in her wallet, trying to find some money. The sounds of the ice cream truck were getting closer and closer. "Jeez!" She gets frantic with the purse and then finally pulls out a twenty-dollar bill. She looks at Ariel, "you promise to bring me back the change?"
"I promise." Ariel takes the twenty dollar bill and races out to the front lawn; the ice cream truck just making it.
The typical loud annoying "Ice cream, ice cream, we all scream for ice cream" song is blaring out of the small low frequency speaker from the front of the truck. The little girl goes up to the opening of the truck. "Scooby Doo ice cream stick please" the six year old says. The woman behind the opening smiles and closes the window to the opening, the window having a two-way mirror affect, allowing her to see the girl but the girl unable to see her. The woman takes the Scooby Doo snack out of the freezer and then walks to the closed window. The woman watches the little girl sit there and wait.
Her name is Darcy; the ice cream lady is whom the children call her around the neighborhood. She is an incredibly gorgeous woman naturally (are not all stories containing beautiful women with big tits?). She is a complete natural with brown hair and green eyes. She has a big thing with gold jewelry, and wears as much as she can without being too gaudy. She has bracelets and golden necklaces. She has three piercings in each ear, also containing gold.
Darcy's dark tan is also something to notice about. The town that they lived in was way up in the cold north where tanning was not practiced much. So having a woman that was tanned darkly was like finding a skittle in a pack of m&m's. The gold she wore seemed to compliment the tan she had. Darcy always wore skimpy stuff during the summer. During the cold seasons, she would find warm clothing that was either tight to her or more transparent than not.
Well, Darcy also had one more odd little difference than most people. They say that her breasts judge a woman"s sexuality. Well, this was true for her. Her double d breasts were huge, and her sexual desires were as huge. The desire did not spare anyone, which included the children. It was a bit more difficult to fuck the children though. It was really easy to go to a bar and get her share of jizz. But, when it came to sticking her fingers into little boy's butts, it was much more difficult.
The first thing one must do is having a way to interact with the children first. Darcy has purchased an ice cream truck, and got the license to sell the ice cream on the streets. The second thing to do was to come up with ways to unnoticeably take the children and do things with them, without them telling their parents. But of course, some of the children actually loved the idea of coming in and being touched and pleasured by the hot big-breasted woman. The boys would always be waiting for the ice cream truck to come around the corner. The next thing was to figure a way to manipulate the child's mind so that he or she will not tell. That was easy as well.
Darcy had a lot of money. Her secondary job was a dancer at the local strip club. She made tons of pocket money and tons of hourly money. No one on her ice cream route knew this fact. They all thought she was just an innocent girl going around trying to make a little extra money. So by having a lot of money, she was able to bribe the kids with lots of money or with expensive items. She still had to be kind of careful when she gave out items. She did not want the parents to be suspecting. Darcy would also give gift cards to restaurants that were near by the area, or would give them packages of candy. Most of the time, she just gave free ice cream if she felt that the child would never tell. But, sometimes, in cases like this one, she would have to go a little higher than ice cream to course the child into her truck.
Darcy had also made sure that no one was watching. Darcy mainly made her rounds near dark, so that the streetlights were not quite on, and the daylight was almost to the point where people's eyes were not yet adjusted to it. Even then however, she had to be careful. The first step with Ariel was to make sure her mother or father was not watching. She looked over to the house the little girl ran from and saw that the mother was outside on the front porch. 'Damn it' Darcy thought. But, she had an idea.
Darcy went to the front of the truck and took her laptop out. She connected to a wireless Internet connection through her cell phone service. She went to an address lookup. She typed in Ariel's address and found the phone number to call.
Meanwhile, outside, Ariel sits there waiting patiently for the ice cream. It was taking the ice cream lady an unusual amount of time to get the Scooby Doo ice cream stick. She runs the toe of her shoe into the dirt on the road, waiting.
Darcy quickly signs up to a phone service online, and finds a proxy server that directs her Internet protocol number through an India web server. She then calls the phone number through that method and then adds call forwarding to one of Ariel's mother's family members. Immediately, she sees Ariel's mother running inside for the phone. Darcy listens to the phone conversation for a second.
"Hello?" Ariel's mother asks
"Hi, who"s calling?" The other voice asks
"I'm sorry, you are the one that called me.
"Susan?" The other voice asks
"Yeah?" Ariel's mother again asks
"Hey! Long time no talk! This is your sister!" Susan puts the phone to her shoulder and says to herself 'fuck'. Darcy smiles and realizes that they may be stuck on the phone for a little bit. Just enough to get this new girl acquainted with her pussy.
Darcy opens the window again, and smiles to the little girl. "That will be a dollar fifty."
Ariel hands the woman her twenty-dollar bill
Darcy looks at the twenty. "Oh, this is a large bill, I don't know if I'll be able to take it.
Ariel begins to look sad. "Please? I really want the ice cream." She looks so cute begging to her. Oh, she'll be begging more later Darcy thought.
"What will you do for me if I let you have it?"
Ariel thought for a moment, looking around. "I'll give you one of my pet frogs" She smiled up to Darcy.
Darcy chuckled and then stated ,"frogs are gross. How about you come in here and we'll see what you can do?"
Ariel knew that the ice cream lady was a nice person. Maybe it would not be so bad? She was not really a stranger; the ice cream lady was always so friendly and nice. Ariel begins to walk to the door and hops inside.
"How about you kneel down in front of me first." Darcy commands, not waiting any time at all.
"But I'll get my dress all dirty."
"Then take it off," Darcy getting bold.
Ariel immediately contracting a puzzled expression "But you'll see my undies!"
"That"s ok, I'm a girl too. You do not have to worry about that with me. Boys, you always want to worry about that with." Darcy commented, and laughed at the comment in her mind.
"Ok," Ariel began pulling up her 'Dream Dazzlers Princess Dress' over her head and then dropping it to the floor, revealing her yellow panties. She began covering her self with her hands all over. "Are you sure this is ok?"
Darcy brought her hand to the little girl's shoulder and pushed her down to her knees. "Stop asking questions, the quicker we do this, the quicker you will be able to eat your ice cream." Darcy knew she didn't have much time to get to business. Ariel's mom would probably get off the phone pretty quick and then come out. She'd see the ice cream truck idling there with no Ariel around. And a bit later see Ariel coming out of the truck. Would be kind of peculiar Darcy thought.
Ariel kneeled down before the woman and then watched her peel back her skirt, wearing no panties at all. The little girl did not know what the older girl was doing. 'Was this not a wrong thing to do with a little girl?' Ariel thought. But Ariel desperately wanted the ice cream, and if she could get it for free, that would be even more wonderful. "Is this not wrong ice cream lady?"
Darcy smiled at her, placing her hand behind the girl's red head and pulls Ariel's lips to her pussy lips. "Just lick it like you would your Scooby Doo snack." Secretly laughing inside at that incredibly lame joke.
Ariel runs her tongue out to the shaved pussy and begins to lick in all the wrong places. But, Darcy did not mind the little girl's lack of skill. This was something to expect from a child. She just sat back and enjoyed the small tongue dancing all over the place. But, unfortunately, the woman knew she would not get to any climaxes this way, especially in the time frame they had. "Stand up now," Darcy says. Darcy takes a small strap on. "Do you know what this is?" Ariel looked at it and shook her head no. "It is called a strap on. I made it for little girls like you to have fun with. What you do is wrap it around your little waist," Darcy Un-Velcroing the belt and running it around the little girl's waist. Darcy shuts off the annoying music coming from the truck and then pulls down her skirt. She then sits on the edge of the chair and spreads her legs wide open. "Now move up to my body, and stick this thing up into this hole." Darcy pushes her own finger into her pussy to demonstrate where.
Ariel confused at the same time interested in what she was going to do. She inexpertly begins poking at the entrance of the woman's pussy. Darcy finally brings her hand down to guide it in. "Push it deep and hard inside" Darcy runs her hands behind the girl's body and pushes against her panty-clad butt... nice, bubbly, soft butt.
Ariel begins pushing in hard, and begins an erratic rhythm. "Like this?" Ariel asks.
"Yes, but smoother. That"s it, yes, that feels wonderful." Darcy begins to moan, pulling one of her tits out of her shirt and begins to massage it and pinch her nipple. "Go a little harder baby." The woman asks.
Ariel's mixed emotions about the whole ordeal start filling her head. Her mind was trying to figure out if this was a right thing to do or was it wrong. She was making the woman feel good, but her mom told her not to have anyone touch her in those areas. So, does that mean perhaps she should not be touching others in that area? Ariel kept going at it though. Her doing this meant her mother saving money, and Ariel getting some ice cream. Ariel's movements against the woman's hips were sporadic and far from being smooth. Her legs were getting tired of pushing back and forward, having the lack of experience.
"Keep going baby," the woman's hands pulling the girl harder into her. "Keep going." Her breathing becoming as sporadic as Ariel's thrusting. "Mmm," the woman bit her lip and looked at the little girl. She had a light orgasm just now, and Darcy knew that it was all she was going to get this session. The time was running out, and knew that Ariel's mom was probably getting worried by now. God the little girl was beautiful. It was hard finding a red headed little girl that was so cute and yet be able to strap a strap on, on her and give her a fucking.
Ariel keeps going at the same pace, unknowing that she should stop at this point. Darcy puts her fingertips at the little girl's hips and then brings her all the way in. She brings her arms around the little girl. "You did very well. Perhaps next time you want some ice cream, we can do this again?" The older woman says in a sweet, teacher-like voice.
Ariel thought for a moment. Was this really worth the ice cream? "Yeah, I will." Ariel stated.
"Ok, you cannot tell your mommy about this. If she found out, there would not be any more ice cream for you. And I can't teach you anything about what we were doing. Did it feel good for you at all?" Darcy knowing full well that Ariel hardly benefited from the sexual experience, but perhaps she can pull out a half-hearted lie from the little girl at least.
Ariel thought for a moment. It really did not feel like anything, but the very idea of making the woman feel good did kind of make her feel a bit good. "Yes, I had fun." The little girl shot through her teeth.
"Good! Next time it will be better. In fact, I will have a surprise next time I see you. You will never want to stop doing it with me." The woman pulled the little girl out of her pussy and then took the dress off of the floor. She took the strap on off the little girl, stuck it in her mouth to clean it up, and then threw it into a drawer installed in the truck's wall. She pulled the dress over the little girl's head and then patted her butt.
The little girl ran to her house with the twenty-dollar bill and the Scooby Doo ice cream stick. "Mommy I got it for free!"
Susan looked out the screen door, "I know, I should have called. I'm sorry that I have been ignoring you." The mom explained over the phone.
Darcy switches the song back on. She pulls her skirt back on and pulls her shirt over her tit. "Damn I love kids."
1 Day Later
'Ice Cream, Ice Cream, we all scream for Ice Cream.' The song playing over and over again. After selling a bit of ice cream to some kids, she goes to her cabinet and opens it up and takes a bottle of Advil out. "I'm so glad we live in the twenty first century," Saying to herself Darcy pops some pills in her mouth and then gulps some cold water down her throat.
One of the biggest problems with her secret fantasy is that whenever she makes another round, she is always scared to death that the police will be there waiting for her. It will only take a small little mess up on the little kids" behalf and she would go straight to jail. Hoping that this is not her last time around the block, she finally makes it to Ariel's house.
"No sweetie, you had ice cream yesterday. If you eat any more sweets your teeth are going to fall out." Susan said to her daughter.
"But, mommy. The ice cream lady said 'see you tomorrow'. And I told her I would see her too." Ariel began tugging at her mom's hand. But to no avail her mother would not give her any money. Ariel went outside pouting, and sat herself down on the porch, watching the ice cream truck coming down the street. "No fair," she speaks quietly to herself, mumbling through her lips.
For whatever reason, the ice cream truck began slowing down and eventually stopped in front of Ariel's lawn. The little girl getting up from the porch and began walking towards the truck. She was a bit apprehensive about the whole ordeal that took place yesterday. She was a bit uneasy about having to do the things she did. But, getting a free ice cream was well worth it Ariel thought. She wondered if she was going to be able to do that the rest of her life, play with people, and they'll give her free stuff.
"Little girl!" Darcy never asked of her name the day before. But that is pretty much how it is with Darcy. Really don't matter what their name is, if they can thrust any type of phallus into her pussy, she was fine. "Come over here..." Darcy asked.
Ariel walked up to the opening to the ice cream truck. "My mommy didn't give me any money today" the girl looked down towards the concrete, showing her distress.
"Oh," Darcy smiled, looking over to the little girl's house. The mother was not out, but that never meant that the mother was not watching. The little girl was six years old; the mother still has that itch in her mind whenever she has not seen her little girl in a little while. "Well," Darcy thought for a moment, her real intention of calling her over was not really to give her ice cream, but naturally that is a great way of getting the little girl to do whatever she wanted. Darcy felt that it would have been more difficult with this girl to seduce her and make her do things to her; this was not the case at all. In fact, Ariel was a bit more easier than most of the kids in the neighborhood.
"I really don't know what to tell you" Darcy stated. Her method of attack was to get to where the little girl will ask for it instead. It is only then; the little girl will truly keep it a secret between them two. When the little girl chooses to do it, it is her responsibility and she put herself in that mess. Probably why there is such thing as what we call statutory rape. Oh, Darcy knew plain well what kind of risk she was involving herself with. Any day now, she would have her mug across all the newspapers in the country, and be talked about all over the news. But what was even better was that women typically did not get it as bad as a guy would if he did it.
Ariel thinks for a moment, trying to figure out why Darcy did not want to do that thing they did yesterday. She was not really experienced enough to really take the lead on something like this.
Darcy watched the little girl think; she knew what was going through the little girl"s mind. Was the ice cream really worth sacrificing her integrity? She giggles to herself at the thought that the little girl probably did not even know what integrity meant, but here she is, trying to figure out whether she should sacrifice it or not.
"Well, I better get going. There are plenty of other kids that have plenty of money to sell ice cream to. I was really hoping we would do some business together." Darcy gives Ariel a stern cold look. "I mean there are other ways of paying for ice cream." Darcy reaches for the window of the truck"s opening and begins to close it.
"Wait!" Ariel exclaims and begins to mumble something incoherently in, which Darcy could not understand.
"What?" Darcy asks, already knowing what the girl is going to say.
Ariel sighs heavily and then looks up, running her hand up to her eyes to block them from the sun setting, and glaring off the truck. "We can do what we did yesterday," Ariel speaks through her teeth.
Darcy smiles and then leans against the opening of the truck with her elbows and looks back over to the little girl"s house to make sure they are not being openly watched. "What exactly did we do yesterday that you wanted to do?"
"Do you not want to do it or not?" Ariel asks.
Darcy replies more coldly, "Do you not want some ice cream?"
Ariel, looking defeated, runs her eyes around, trying to think of what to say. "Licking... and Strap thing."
The biggest smile comes across Darcy"s face as she closes the window of the truck. Ariel beginning to worry that she had said something wrong. The truck begins to move forward, and then turns a corner so that the truck is not visible from the mother"s house. She opens the door and looks towards Ariel, "are you coming or not?"
Ariel begins to run towards the truck, looking towards her house before it was out of sight to make sure her mother was not watching. She goes to the entrance and gets inside the truck. "You won"t hurt me will you?" Ariel asks.
Darcy moves to sit in the chair she was sitting on the day before. "No of course not." She let out an evil laugh and then smiled towards the girl. "Why, you don"t trust me?" Giving her a sad puppy dogface.
"I do trust you." Ariel replies, "I"m just young and yeah," The little girl looking so innocent.
"You are a smart young girl. You are well past your years." Darcy smiles, "now, I said I had a surprise for you the last time we were together. And now, you will get it, if you want it."
Ariel thought for a moment, but was quick to answer, "ok."
Darcy goes over to the ice cream freezer and opens it. She takes a Popsicle out of the freezer and then opens it up. "I am going to show you a trick."
Ariel, kind of disappointed with the surprise, she kind of wanted something else than a show.
Darcy pulling her pink short shorts down and again, wearing no panties she takes the Popsicle and puts it at the opening of her pussy. She immediately pushes it inside her and then brings it out, as the complete Popsicle is gone. Ariel"s eyes grow wide at that and look to Darcy. "Where did it go?"
Darcy beginning to feel the freezing inside, and was the big problem with this trick, her pussy would eventually get numb. "It is inside now. I want you to lick it out."
Ariel hesitantly goes to her. She is not wearing her Dream Dazzlers dress anymore. Ariel is wearing pink pants and white shirt that says ePooh"s Honey" and a picture of a beehive across the front.
Darcy laughs quietly at the girl"s hesitation but the ice cream was really getting cold inside. "Ariel, it is really getting cold inside, I need you to get it out for me with your tongue." Darcy running her finger to Ariel"s lips and forces it in to touch the little girl"s tongue.
Ariel, awarded with the taste of the Popsicle, gets down on her knees. Darcy accommodates the little girl by spreading her legs a little wider. The red juice begins to drip out of her pussy, and the affect of the cold Popsicle begins to make her pussy lips puffy and white.
"It looks kind of like blood," Ariel giggles a bit and then sticks her tongue out to catch some of the drippings "Mmm, cherry".
Darcy"s breathing gets more erratic; the view of this girl between her legs, smiling and giggling is beginning to make her very hot. The very look of happiness in the child"s eyes gives her a warm feeling inside. eIs it really wrong to do this? If so, why does it feel so good?" Darcy ran her hands into the little girl"s vibrant red hair. She took a note of the girl"s hair, it must be dyed, she thought, and the hair is so sleek and pretty. The hair was a darker red, and it shined whenever light was present. The hair felt smooth and cool, and unusually thick for a girl her age. This little girl was going to break a lot of boy"s hearts when she grows up she thought.
The little girl eventually touches her tongue to Darcy"s lips and begins to lick at the hole the red juice was dripping from. She slides her tongue up and down her slit. The cold ice pop was almost totally melted inside, and it was not hurting as much as it was at its initial entry. Her tongue darts across it, again with no experience. However, the contrast of warm tongue against the cold, numb lips of her pussy feels very nice. She has done this trick before with a boy, except she had the boy push his little dick inside her with it inside. The feeling of a cold vagina enveloping his cock was a bit much for him he naturally came immediately.
However, that boy was about fourteen, this little girl was six years old. Her fingers crawling into the red hair again, not getting enough of the feel, running another hand down to her own pussy between the little girl"s tongue. "I want to show you something."
Ariel sits back a little bit to see what Darcy is going to show her. "In order to make me feel good, you have to lick in certain places." Darcy spreads her lips for her. "Is it not beautiful?" Darcy asks, looking at Ariel"s expression of interest.
Ariel watches the red dripping continue. And then watches the woman"s finger run up the pedals of her own sex. "Yeah," Ariel hesitantly replies. Her comfort level was rising, but it was not complete yet.
Darcy knew that although she was parked away from Ariel"s parents" house, that it would be inevitable before the mother would eventually realize her little girl was gone. Darcy just had to find a way to get this little girl alone for a long time, but how? She did not know much about Ariel"s parents to have any trust from them. She would doubt that her parents would let Ariel stay over her house for a sleep over, course; there was always the possibility.
"You have to touch me everywhere. A girl always loves to be touched all over her body." Darcy brings her hands to the little girl"s, pausing for a moment to realize the considerable difference in size their hands were to each other. Yes, a pang of regret does fill her body, but only temporarily. She was here, she was doing it, and there was no turning back now. Plus, she was beginning to have feeling return in her pussy.
The Popsicle that Darcy had in her pussy was very highly watered down fruit punch. She did not really want to get her pussy all sticky and messy, the least of what she"d want to do. She"d probably get an infection and be up all night wishing she didn"t fuck herself with a sugar filled Popsicle.
Darcy moved Ariel"s hands up her legs and then back down them. "Feel the heat coming off my body. Feel the smoothness of my skin," she coached the little girl. "Run your tongue in other places, like here" Darcy moved her fingertip across her inner thigh.
Surprisingly, the little girl immediately ran her tongue across the place she had pointed at. She was getting more comfortable by the minute Darcy thought. Soon she would not even have to ask for anything, Ariel would be able to do it all by herself.
"Go ahead, explore my body with your tongue. You will know what feels good to me. You will hear the moaning from my lips, and you can feel the muscles in my legs push against you when I really like what you are doing." Darcy explained.
All of the sudden however, a light voice could be heard "Ariel?" Darcy"s eyes hit the roof, scrambling to pull her clothes on. "Quick! Your mother is calling for you! Get your pants on quickly!" Darcy scrambled to the front of the ice cream truck. "You cannot tell her where you were ok?"
"What about my ice cream?" Ariel asked, running one leg into the pant hole, and then the other.
"Fine, what do you want?" Darcy opened the freezer.
"That," she pointed to the most expensive ice cream.
Darcy pulls it out and gives it to her, "now run along! I"ll see you later!"
Ariel looked back before she left, "thanks for showing me all that stuff. I kind of like it." Then Ariel took off running.
Darcy smiled, "how cute." But, shutting the door, she immediately took off in the ice cream truck.
"Ariel!" One of her friends comes up to her. "I was just seeing where you were."
Ariel looks over to her house. It wasn"t her mom calling for her! Ariel immediately gets a little angry and pushes her friend in anger without thinking.
"Hey what was that for?"
"That was for thinking you were my mom!" Ariel kind of yelled at the poor kid.
"So? I just wanted to hang out with you..." the girl paused for a second, "why?"
Ariel suddenly regained her composure and tried to act more normal, "huh, no reason."
"What are you hiding from me Ariel?" The girl asked. "You aren"t supposed to be eating ice cream are you?"
Ariel looked down at her melting ice cream in her hand. "Yeah, that"s it. I don"t want my mom knowing I have ice cream." Ariel acted concerned and watched her mother"s porch for her.
Darcy meanwhile was trying to think of a way to get Ariel to herself. It was getting rather annoying, being interrupted in a wonderful session with the most beautiful girl in the neighborhood. eWait a minute." Darcy began to think for a second. eI have a plan!"
Twelve years later -
The psychiatrist looked up at the red haired woman laying in the couch. "So this is where the lifestyle you had acquired began?" After looking down at the clipboard, the man places it down on the coffee table and then takes his glasses off.
Ariel looks over to the psychiatrist. "Yes... I like my lifestyle Dr. Crotchet. It is my parents that do not like it."
"Ariel, your lifestyle is not normal, and very damaging of your future life before you. You must realize that if you do not change it now, you will live a life of emotional suffering and disinterest with the world. You will go to jail."
Ariel thinks about it for a moment. Now that she has grown to become eighteen years old, her body has grown out to the fullest, and her knowledge of sex was above most people. She has tried everything, she has done everything, but there was an empty void inside that was keeping her from knowing her deepest desires.
"Tell me what happened after that." Dr. Crotchet asked. "Tell me what Darcy did to you."
"Darcy did not do anything bad to me. To this day, I thank her for what she made me into." Ariel stated rather strongly.
"She raped you Ariel. She is not your friend, she was not thinking of your well being. All she was thinking about was her own sexual desire to get off on a little girl. That is sick, but you do not know this because you have grown up with it." "Stop it!" Ariel stood up immediately with the incredible power in her voice, "you know nothing about what I feel and think about what I went through!" Ariel stormed off through the closed door and slammed it behind her.
Outside the doctor"s office, her mother comes up to Ariel. "Honey, baby." Susan runs up to Ariel. "What did Dr. Crotchet say?"
Ariel looks to her mother with anger, "he said I was a slut."
Susan looked around the room, everyone in the waiting room seemingly had to glance at the girl. What is it when a hot girl says a bad word, everyone must look? "Ariel, don"t embarrass yourself. Lets go outside and we"ll talk about it."
"There really isn"t anything to talk about mother."
"Look, you must go through with this, or you"ll be going to prison. What do you want? To sit through a few days of Dr. Crotchet, or a bunch of years behind bars?"
Ariel"s expression of anger changes drastically, realizing her predicament, knowing she is only making the whole ordeal worse by getting so angry. .
Ariel turns around without acknowledging her mother and walks back into the doctor"s office. Susan smiles hesitantly to the patients in the room that are staring at her.
"I"m sorry" Ariel says to the Doctor. She closes her eyes as she lies back down. Dr. Crochet did not move one inch since she had blasted off.
"I know." The Doctor replied. "We will fix you up, good as new."
Ariel"s expression of anger returned but only shortly. Ariel seems to have picked up a signature evil stare that gives everyone a scare, and gives it to the Doctor.
Back twelve years ago - but two days after the last confrontation.
Darcy went to Ariel"s parent"s house in her Toyota Camry. She wore conservative clothes this time; she did not want to give the parents a wrong impression of her. Again, that thought of the police department just waiting around the corner made her paranoid. It was a tough fantasy to act out on.
Darcy knocked on the door, and waited for a bit. The door opened to the sight of her nemesis, Ariel"s mom. "Hi!" Darcy said.
"I"m not interested," Susan replied and closed the door on Darcy.
Darcy gets a little angry with that, but keeps her cool and knocks on her door once again. The door opening once again, "listen!" Darcy said immediately. "My name is Darcy, I"m the ice cream lady that goes around the block selling ice cream."
"Oh!" Susan said shockingly, "You are the teenager Ariel keeps talking about."
Darcy thought to herself, eteenager?" She was twenty-three, she did not think that was a teenager age, but went along with it. "Right." She did not expect Ariel to have talked about her so much. Oh well, as long as she did not talk about specific details, she would be all right.
"Yes, she told me that you were interested in teaching her how to sell ice cream?" Susan asked. "She also said it fit well with her fundraising. Are you legally allowed to use your ice cream truck to fundraise?"
Darcy yesterday had scripted the little girl on what to say to her mother. They first made up a bogus fundraiser in which she"d be able to win a brand new Pink Barbie Escalade. It was true; Darcy would pay for the child-sized vehicle.
"Mommy! It has a real CD-player and radio in it! Just think what the kids in the neighborhood would think!" Was the line Darcy had explained to Ariel to say before Darcy arrived.
Darcy looked up to the mother. "Yes, I"m allowed to," she finally replied to the woman.
"Well, I don"t see how it would hurt if she did." Ariel was at school at the present time. Darcy did this on purpose, to be able to have no interference or interaction with Ariel. There was no telling what would happen if Ariel and her met in these circumstances. Ariel may act really weird or perhaps different than when she is interacting with other people. Mothers tend to have a sixth sense when there is something going on between her child and another person.
"So, are you going to allow her to join me on my route for the next week or so?" Darcy said politely. She did not want to push the issue, did not really want the Mother thinking she was obsessed or anything with the girl.
"Come on in, lets have some tea," Susan opened the door wider to welcome the younger woman in. "Sugar, milk?" She enumerated.
"Milk, with a pinch of sugar," Darcy sat down on the couch as Susan went into the kitchen to start the water boiling. She came back into the room and sat across from Darcy, holding a plate.
"So why are you so interested in taking my daughter on your routes? How have you guys been talking and spending time with one another? You guys seem like really good friends." Susan placed the plate of crackers and cheese down.
Darcy began to wonder what was with the interrogation. "Well, when I come around, she and I always talk for a little longer than I should talk with anyone. I do have a business to run naturally." Clearing her throat, she continues "she came up to me one day and asked me if I could help her with her fundraiser. I have no problem helping her at all."
Susan thought for a moment while piling some port-wine cheese onto her Ritz crackers. "Go ahead, have a few crackers." She handed the knife to Darcy.
Darcy thought for a moment, "but there really isn"t much more to tell you on that matter," digging her knife into the cheese and spreading it onto her own cracker.
Susan smiles, "well, I can"t see why not. I"m sure it would be a wonderful experience for Ariel."
Darcy laughs at that statement, "oh yes, it will be very becoming of her. She may even learn some ways to earn some money on the side."
Susan thinks to herself, and then puts her thoughts to words "well, I want her to live her childhood as fulfilling as it can be. I did not have that option when I was a kid, and despise my parents for it."
Darcy, really enjoying the snack, she gets a few more. "These are really good Susan." Darcy had learned her name from the time she had tapped her phone. She had also learned of her partner"s name yesterday as well.
"I love port wine cheese, especially with a strong white wine. But since it is early in the day just yet, I suppose I can suffice with a spot of tea." Susan laughed a bit, trying to speak in an English accent, Darcy, pushing out a fake laugh.
"So how long will you guys be out on a round?" Susan asked. "I hope not for too long."
"I would say, not more than two hours. Don"t worry, she"ll be safe with me." Darcy reassures Susan. She begins to laugh to herself though, thinking about how Ariel will be plunging a plastic phallus deep into her pussy, making her wet just thinking about it.
"Sounds like a plan. When will it start?"
"Tomorrow if we can." Darcy replies feeling so excited inside about this new business venture. She"d be spending a lot of alone time with her favorite customer, her most beautiful customer. The very idea was making her drip right there.
1 day later -
The little girl stepped up into the ice cream truck and waved to her mom, but then the ice cream truck began to drive off. Susan watched until it turned the corner and then it was gone. Was this a wise idea of her? Maybe she should have gone on the ride with her this once? Susan silently cursed herself for not thinking of it before. She felt if she really started to worry about her, she could always call Darcy on the cell phone number she left her.
The little girl was already between Darcy"s legs while they were driving. She looked up at the older woman and kept licking roughly against the older woman"s clit. Darcy"s eyes began to close on themselves, thinking that she should probably pull off and take this beauty in the back and really do her. But there were really no empty places along the road just yet. She kept driving until there was a house for sale and obviously no one was at it. She drove the ice cream truck into the driveway and shut it off. This way, kids won"t come running up to the truck knocking on the door, wanting ice cream.
Ariel"s experience has improved greatly. Her tongue was dancing in the right places, and the movement of her hands was just right. This was wonderful Darcy thought.
Dr. Crotchet watched the redheaded teenager talk about what happened. "So, if you went through all of this, how did you know what Darcy said to your mother, or what Darcy was thinking and feeling?"
Ariel thought for a moment, "she told me afterwards how she felt."
Dr. Crotchet gleamed at the girl through the tops of his glasses. "Are you sure you are not making all of this up?"
Ariel laughed out loud, "why would I make up stuff like this?"
The doctor shook his head and then brought his pen back to the clipboard. "We will end this session for now. But I want you back here tomorrow at two p.m. sharp."
Ariel hopped up almost immediately. This was all probably because of the hot sexual stories she was relaying to the Doc. "Great!" She then turned and exited the doctor"s office.
Susan got up and walked to her, "time to go?"
"Yup!" Ariel walked towards the exit, with Susan following shortly behind.
Twenty Minutes Later
The eighteen-year-old teenager begins to walk up the stairs of their house. "I need some privacy now, being cooped up in that room with that Doctor Pervert got me all tired."
"How about you take it easy down stairs where I can see you?" Susan says.
"Mom... "
"I do not want to see my only child go to jail! You must learn that you cannot do the things you are doing!" Susan yells a bit. "You are a beautiful eighteen year old girl that is acting like a fifty year old man."
"Well, I made a mistake, it will not happen again, I swear mom." Ariel then started up the stairs without her mom"s consent.
Susan watches her not-so-little-girl-anymore go up stairs.
Ariel enters her room and lies on her bed, covering her eyes with her hands, she thinks about what is happening to her. "Fifty year old man?" She thought to herself. Was she really turning into a fifty year old man? It was odd how she was acting. The girls at school really did not act like this, so why was she? Did Darcy screw her mind up like that? Ariel took the newspaper off of her bed and laid it flat, front page up. The headline read eEighteen year old girl molests a five year old boy."
The article said even worse things about her: "The court had allowed the girl to get off on a psycho plea. When will this world learn that women and men are both guilty the same way when it comes to molesting our children?"... "Ariel should be locked up for a long time, and wear a tracking device the rest of her life." ... "She took the boy forcefully, and did not stop when the boy said no repeatedly."... And a quote from the boy within the newspaper, not revealing the boy"s real name, "She, hurt me. She... she used her nails all over me... she bit me where I bled all over. It was so painful."
Ariel smiles to herself, "what a wonderful moment that was," she thought. "Next time I will be more careful. What would Darcy think if she was still alive?"
Ten years ago -
"Darcy..." the eight year old said while they both were walking into the basement of an abandoned building. "Are you sure it is going to be ok down here?"
"Yes my little one," Darcy flips a lighter on and follows the staircase to the end. "Do not be afraid." Finding the lantern that Darcy had left there long before, she lit it with a thin matchstick. The basement began to light up and show a room with a dirty bed and an old style refrigerator. "There, you see? Everything is ok now."
Ariel walked around the bed, noticing the incredibly dirtiness of it. Could she really lie down on that? But ten minutes later, Ariel had her pussy against Darcy"s face. She did not waste anytime getting Darcy onto the mattress and pulling up her own little skirt without panties underneath. Ariel looks down at the woman beneath her. "You like this, don"t you? You like it when I run my little pussy all over your face?"
Darcy"s mind was in complete shock at how forceful and powerful this girl was getting. She did not even ask her to get violent with her like this. Darcy never thought she"d like that type of play, but it turned her on so much, and wanted a lot more of it. "Yes, I love it Mistress." Another thing the little girl asked Darcy to call her. She must have been getting all of this from another source.
Ariel smiles underneath her body, she loved the pure power that she had over the woman that has taught her what she knows about sex. But, like all young people, they want to know more, and they want to find more. Her search across the Internet of sex had detoured her once into the sites of sadists and pain-sluts, and she found a great interest in it.
Darcy was in complete pleasure, she wanted more. This incredible amount of pleasure running through her body was too much. What was it? Why did she like being dominated by this eight-year-old girl so much? Was it because of her beauty? Was it because she was such a little girl? Or maybe it was just because it was something that she had never gotten in touch with. All her life, she has been taking sex from other people. Now that the sides were turned, the little girl taking the sex from her, taking the pleasure she wants, and then leaving her body to pleasure itself. Being used was the reason she was so turned on.
Ariel laid in her bed, running her hand to unsnap her pants, and then down underneath her pants and began to massage her panty-less pussy, remembering the past, remembering what had happened long ago, especially this particular night, the night that she was able to truly express her power.
"Darcy..." Ariel says again, "are you sure its going to be ok down here?" Stopping her humping against her face, looking into the woman"s eyes beneath her. "Are you sure its going to be ok for you, down here, with me?" Ariel gives the woman a sadistic smile and continues to hump the woman"s face, but at a much more rough manner.
Darcy immediately looks up to the little girl in half-disbelief. She was sure whatever Ariel was saying, was just for fun. "Yes, I"m sure I will be ok." Darcy said half-heartedly, but then Darcy tried to move her arms, but they were pinned underneath the six-year-old"s legs. But that could not possibly keep her down this firmly? Darcy notices that she is restrained by thick rope.
Ariel then grabbed a hand full of the woman"s brown hair and clamped her pussy down onto the older woman"s face. "Get ready!"
Darcy realized she couldn"t breathe; this realization began to burn at her brain. She was not going to just let her suffocate underneath her will she? But quickly the answer was given to her when piss started flooding into her mouth. Darcy started drinking the filth. She never ever gave Ariel the permission or gave her the impression she was into this sort of thing. But Darcy decided to drink it because if she didn"t, she might drown in it.
Ariel lifted her cunt up to spray the rest of Darcy"s body with the child-urine. "There is your shower." Ariel laughed a little bit.
"Ariel! Why did you do that to me?" Darcy asked quickly.
Ariel all of the sudden had the look of being emotionally hurt in her eyes. "But, I wanted to... you aren"t mad at me are you?" Ariel returned her sadistic smile, "I could care less about what you want." Ariel slaps the girl right in the face with all the power she could muster. "I want to first start off by saying, I thank you for what you have made me into." Ariel hit the woman again really hard.
"Stop it! It really hurts!"
"I want to let you know, that every moment in my life, when I have sex with someone, I will think about you." Taking a belt from Darcy"s pants that she dropped on the floor, and then immediately raining down two slaps against the woman"s face. "You taught me, the true power of life. You have taught me the true pleasures of life." Slapping Darcy"s face again, repeatedly over and over, Ariel beginning to grunt at each and every slap.
"Stop it Ariel, you are scarring me! Please stop doing this!" The older woman asked, blood also had begun to seep out of some of the cuts the belt was making.
Ariel"s facial expressions went solid, and then she began to go pale a bit. "Oh, I"m so sorry!" Ariel went down to Darcy and began hugging her. "I thought you wanted this?"
Darcy, a little bit afraid of the girl at this point. That belt across her face really hurt. She doesn"t know anyone that would do stuff like that. "Please, don"t do that again."
Ariel lifted back up from Darcy, "you mean this?" Ariel got up off of Darcy and ran the belt right into Darcy"s face with all of her body"s strength, over, and over, and over. Ariel goes to pick up a crow bar lying on the ground.
Darcy realizes that this is no joke anymore. Ariel is totally flown the cuckoo"s nest. "Ariel, please, stop." Darcy begins to pull at her impossible to break restraints. "Please!"
Ariel begins to shake on her bed and then begins to moan aloud. "Oh!" Ariel trying to suppress her moaning and yelling so that her mother doesn"t hear it. Susan runs into Ariel"s room, witnessing her daughter"s orgasm with the newspaper in front of her.
"Ariel!" Susan yells, "what the fuck are you doing?"
Ariel gets up quickly, wiping her juices on her comforter from her fingers. "Um!" Ariel looks down at the newspaper and realizes what it must look like.
Susan leaves immediately from the front of Ariel"s door. "You are disgusting! I do not know how I raised such a horrible daughter!" Her mother yelling aloud.
Ariel stands there, trying to catch her breath. Red hair strains clinging to her sweat covered body. "Damn I hate when people interrupt my cum!"
Part 1 Features: F/g F-Solo ped D/s kidnap reluctant snuff ws oral
Part 2: The Price to Pay
Part 2 Features: (are at the bottom of the document, if you want to know them before you read it)
Ariel slowly walks to the stairwell, looking down at her mother sitting at the couch with a framed eleven-by-seventeen picture in her hands of when she was five. 'What is it when you cum?' Ariel asks herself, 'you seem to not want to live in your fantasy perverted world for like thirty minutes. That sense of evilness and sadistic ness goes away.'
Susan and her have been the only two that has lived in this house. Her father, dying in a helicopter crash of mission Iraqi-Freedom after her mother became pregnant was the reason for it, so she really could not blame anything on her father. Perhaps not having a father figure was responsible for all of this, or maybe not having the proper parental guidance. Darcy seemed to hit all the right places when it came to being a parent. It was too bad that her lust and power engulfed her senses. It was only now, the post-orgasm period of time where she has the pang of regret. It would go away here soon; perhaps it would be the best time to go talk to her mother before she became the sadistic teen she really was.
Ariel began walking down the flight of stairs slowly, watching her mother crying on the couch. She knew that her mother had sat herself down there on purpose to show how much this was destroying her. It really did not matter to Ariel what her mother was going through. True, that she was the one that brought her up, raised her, showed her what god awful responsibilities women have to face in their future, and let her suck the milk out of her fat titties as a baby. But, Ariel also realized that she must also find her own self in this world here soon. And by looking at the world the way it is now, it did not seem like it was worth kissing its ass all the way through it.
Walking into the living room, Ariel sits down on the recliner that is facing her mother in the sofa, laying her head back and waiting for her mother to say something.
Susan takes a tissue from the tissue box and blows her nose in it. She looks to her daughter, seemingly unconcerned of her own mother's state of distress. "This is so unlike an eighteen-year-old teenager" Susan began. "Even after the psychiatrist visit, you came home, went up stairs, and started masturbating to what you did."
Unfortunately, Ariel was stumped, she really could not tell her mother the real reason why she had an orgasm up stairs. Jeez, she would be exceedingly in trouble, probably would get fried for it. What lie could Ariel push through her teeth this time? She could not think of anything. She was not really interested in any boys at school to cum to. Maybe if she told her mother she was lesbian and that she got off on looking at her mother all the time. That would be hilarious, and would almost be worth finding out what her mother would say about that to tell her. But, Ariel sat there, speechless and unable to reply to her mother.
Susan looked away from her daughter, the unresponsiveness told her how much her daughter really cared about the situation. It also gave Susan the realization of how sick her daughter was. "What can we do Ariel to help you?"
Ariel raised her head and looked to her mother, "nothing."
"o you just want to go to jail? Do you know what they do to pedophiles in jail?" Susan asks.
Ariel cringes at that very word, but it was true, she was a pedophile. She did rape and severely hurt the little boy that paper was talking about. But, luckily the reporters don't know how many more was tucked under her belt. If they knew all the times she had molested a child, or even raped and severely hurt someone of her age or even older. Flashes of her pink dildo covered in razor sharpened spines going in and out a man's ass went through her mind. She licked her lips for a second and realized that she was turned on once again, and her sadistic mind was back at it. "Mom..." Ariel begins; the second word out of her mouth since she had came into the room. "I really feel awful about what I did."
The only thing that was going through Susan's mind was 'how can I ever forgive my child? How can I even let her live in the same house?' Looking back down at the framed picture. "I want her back," drawing her finger along the lines in her daughter's picture. Looking back up to Ariel, "please, promise me you will listen to Doctor Crotchet for me? Please get better... for me?"
It was quite apparent to Ariel of the painful distress that was going through her mother's body. She cannot let herself slip up ever again. She must always have more than one way out of a scenario. Fuck it, have five ways out. The idea of Darcy getting away with all of what she got away with made her cringe. Maybe she would have to set up an ice cream truck and start her own ice cream business. Goes to show you how well our system is of disciplining her kind. "Mom, I promise."
Darcy puts the truck in park and looks at the angel beneath her legs. 'Wow, this girl is so beautiful.' Getting up, she walks to the back of the truck and motions Ariel to follow her. "Come on, its time for me to show you what sex feels like."
Ariel walks towards Darcy, watching the six-year-old lay down on the ground where a futon mattress was laid down previously. "Come on"
Smiling brightly, Ariel lays down on the mattress. "What are you going to show me?"
Darcy pulls Ariel to her and then flips her on her back. Giggling all the way, the little girl tries to stay serious, knowing sex was a serious thing to do. "I'm going to make you feel good now."
Darcy pulls Ariel's pants down her legs and then completely off. She tells Ariel to take her shirt off, and Ariel does so. The woman spreads the little girl's legs and smiles up at the little girl. She runs her tongue over the little girl's inner thigh and then all the way up to the hairless slit of hers.
Ariel's breathing increases as the feelings were becoming stronger. It was a funny feeling, and it almost made her want to laugh. But, Darcy told her before that it was a serious thing to do and laughing was not making it serious. "Mmm," Ariel let out of her lips. "This does feel good."
Darcy smiles, "you have not felt anything yet!" Was this so wrong though? She was making the little girl feel good. Was it the government that was creating these boundaries that has restricted children from such acts? Does it really screw up the child later down the road? Little did Darcy know how much it does screw up this little angel.
Rolling her tongue around inside the little girl, the woman enjoying every moment of being between the small little girl's legs. It was an odd yet wonderful feeling to feel, performing a former-taboo act on a small kid. The very act of putting ones mouth on a pussy used to be frowned upon severely, but here she was licking away on this red headed little girl.
Ariel reached down to the woman's head and began running her fingers through the brown hair. She began to press her head between her legs harder. The feeling of a place she had been protecting her entire short-lived life being traveled upon by a wet, slithering tongue of this older woman. The very idea of it tantalizing her very soul, the feeling becoming too much, Ariel began to shake a little bit; the little girl begins to have her first orgasm.
Darcy moved her lips up the little girl's body, and finally reached the girl's neck, and began licking and sucking on it. Ariel moaning with pleasure and her hands moving to the woman's breasts, squeezing them as much as her little hands could through the thin material of the woman's shirt and bra.
Ariel looked at the Doctor's bulge in his pants as she was continuing the story from the day before. "My Doctor, you are really getting excited over the story of a little girl."
Dr. Crotchet looks down at his pants and then smiles hesitantly, "it is not about the little girl that is doing this to me." The doctor has had many cases of pedophilia and has never had this reaction done to him. But, for some reason, this time was different. Perhaps it was because it was a beautiful red headed girl telling him about it. 'Probably' the doctor thought to himself.
"Then what exactly is making your cock so hard then doctor?" Ariel stood up and walked over to him. "I'm not such a bad girl you know that right?"
Dr. Crotchet began straightening himself up. "Ariel, sit back down in your chair. This is not the way to get out of your predicament."
Ariel rolls her eyes and stands there, "you are going to tell me you don't want this beautiful specimen doctor?" She begins to run her fingers down the curves of her body, pushing them deep into her clothing, to show him how tight her body is.
"Am I going to have to request a female doctor to work with you?" Dr. Crotchet asks her.
"Phst, if you don't think you are man enough to handle me, then go right ahead." Ariel walks back to her chair, flaunting her 'bubbly' butt to the doctor, and then sitting down.
"I think you are just a very sexually-active young woman. I think we can get you some medication to work that out of you." The doctor stated, taking a notepad to write out the prescription.
Ariel rolls her eyes yet again, "but I like it. I mean, I love being the way I am."
The doctor continues to write the prescription, and then tears it off the pad. "Miss Ariel. If you do not get help now, you'll go right to jail and your life will be completely ruined. Do you want that?"
Ariel reaches her hand out for the prescription.
"I am going to give this directly to your mother. Take one tablet a day, and your sexual desires should go out with the fishes. That is including your pedophilia ways." Dr. Crotchet walks out of the doctor's office and explains the medication to Susan. "Now I want her to still meet me every Tuesday and Thursday at two p.m. for about a month. We'll work this little bug out of our little Mermaid." The doctor smiles over to Ariel.
Ariel hated when people referred her to that Disney show.
: 20 minutes later
Susan carrying the prescription in her hand going into their house, "I am so glad the doctor is getting you on this."
Ariel did her signature eye roll and then sat down on the couch where Susan had left the picture from last night. Picking it up, she looks at the little girl she was a long time ago. 'Time sure has changed' she thinks to herself.
Ariel's mother appears with a glass of water and a pill. "Come on, you need to take this."
The teenager getting up, she walks up to her mother, staring the pill down. "Do I really have to?"
"Ariel, this is your only chance to have a normal life. This is your only chance to become normal again. Please, help yourself."
Ariel took the pill from her mother's hand and examined it a little closer. What would this pill mean? What will happen to her when she takes it? Will she be a lame person that never masturbates in her room? Will she ever have sexual urges like she has had consistently and repeatedly since she was the tender age of six? Popping the pill in, she realizes she will find out. Taking the glass of water, and gulping it down and opening her mouth to show her mom she had really swallowed it, which she really did.
Susan smiled, "that is the best decision you have ever made." Taking the glass away from Ariel, "I'm going to make some supper. Does hamburgers sound good to you?"
Ariel cannot help but realize how her mother was acting all normal, like she had not raped a little schoolboy's butt a week ago. She had not used the pink dildo that time. She only does that with people she really doesn't like. "ounds really good mom." It actually kind of felt good now that she had a second chance, a second chance to not get caught that is. Boy, would she never have another chance if she got caught again. But, maybe, just maybe the pill she just took will make her normal again. Was normal really something she wanted to be? How did she know, if she wasn't normal?
: Next Morning
Ariel quickly opened her eyes, looking around the room, "the sweet couple of seconds before I remember why I shouldn't be feeling happy." Ariel sits up in her bed, looking at herself in the mirror on top of the dresser at the foot of her bed. Looking at her sitting there, she felt different; she did not feel like herself. Getting up from her bed, she walks to the mirror; taking one of her eyelids and pulling it back to make sure they are ok. It was the first morning where she did not have thoughts of playing with a boy's penis, or taking a knife to her mother's pussy. Ariel begins to speak to herself in the mirror, "love, phst, only thing that keeps me from... " Pausing herself in mid sentence, "wait, the sexual feeling inside me is gone, but my incredible urge for violence is still here. My desire to rip off the head of my mother still tugs on my heartstrings." Ariel smiles deviously, "but what is the use? The only reason I want to do that is for fun and it would get me incredibly in trouble," Ariel immediately begins shaking her head, "top talking to yourself, you are going to go crazy!" Ariel runs down the stairwell to the kitchen, seeing that her mother must be still asleep upstairs. She goes into the refrigerator, looking for something to fix for her and her mother. "Love is the only thing that keeps me from doing it," Ariel says to herself, taking the carton of eggs from the refrigerator. The teenager looks out the sliding glass door beside her, looking at the birds pecking into the grass, trying to find seeds that had fallen during the night's summer-shower. "What purpose do these birds have in life? What purpose is my life, to moap around the house, get an education, do some random stuff, die and realize all that education was pointless. The life that I protected and to have fought for morality and the principles that help me connect to another human life and become friends with, it was pointless.
So why am I here?" Ariel started to smell burning and realized that the eggs have been on for way too long, flipping them immediately. "Maybe all of this depressive talking is caused by my new drug."
"Depressive talk?" Susan asks, walking in the kitchen looking groggy, with her robe on. "What's burning?"
"Oh..." Ariel looks to her frying pan, the eggs having a brown burnt texture to them. "I was making breakfast for us, but I suppose I kind of ruined it."
"Awe," Susan walks behind her used-to-be little girl and runs her hands around her. "How about we both go out to the caf? down the street like we used to all the time when you were a kid."
Ariel smiled a little bit, a warm feeling of happiness filling her heart. It was like the wanting to be evil was not worth it to her as it did when she was not on the pill. Sure, she thought of ripping her mother's head off, but that did not mean she would get any benefit out of it. "That sounds wonderful mom." Ariel hated when this type of thing happens between two individuals. They both know exactly what crap the one did in their past, but they act like it never happened. Oh, its on their minds, and eating at them every second of the day. Ariel knew for a fact that Susan was thinking about it every moment of their drive to the caf?.
Ariel and her mother went to sit at a seat within the caf?. "I would like to have a blueberry flavored tea with one cream and two sugars please." Susan tells the server standing there.
Ariel smiled at the hansom waiter, this was pretty much the first time in her life she has ever wanted to openly stare at an individual because of the incredible attractiveness of him. But the little fantasy of hers broke away.
"Wait," the server says immediately, "are you not that woman the newspapers are all talking about?"
'Jeez' Ariel thought, 'just when I find a guy I want to flirt with, it all gets ruined.'
Susan sighs heavily, knowing this trip to the caf? may have been a mistake from the beginning. Looking at her daughter, she did not want to be the one to tell the handsome man that she was in fact the child rapist, however Ariel was at a loss of words.
The server looks around to see if the other customers heard him talk. "Well, I really don't condone what you did miss. I think the law should have kept you behind bars. But, I'm not going to make a public display of it just because of that. What would you like miss?" The server just gives the red haired woman a solid disinterested expression to her.
Ariel lowers her head a little bit, "this is the price to pay to act on fantasy," saying underneath her breath.
The server looks at her in disgust, "we all have fantasies ma'am. But we do not carry them out. It is selfish and stupid."
"Ariel, that's not something to discuss in public," Susan looks up at the server, "do not worry, she is going to a doctor for all of this. They gave her some medication."
The server smirked at the mother, "if I were to have done what she did, I would have been locked up 'till frogs did fractions."
Ariel stands up and goes to the bathroom without looking at the two. Slamming the door open she goes to a stall and gets down on her knees and throws up.
Susan looks at the server, "I know what you said had every bit of truth to it, but it is my daughter and I don't want anyone talking to her like that!"
The server puts the tray he was holding down. "If someone would have talked to her like that when she was a kid, maybe she would have never been like that in the first place!" The server yells. But then the manager comes out to see what is going on.
"What is going on?" The black shirted fat guy comes up to them. "Why are you yelling at the customer Sean?"
The server straightened up, knowing full well his job was on the line here "I'm sorry sir..." Sean replied.
"It's ok," Susan cut in, "ean was not making me feel uncomfortable or anything."
"But it is not tolerable to yell at the customer, I want you to go to my office immediately, and we will discuss it Sean."
Sean looked at the woman for a moment and then took off. Walking down the same hallway the bathrooms were, the women's bathroom opens up and Ariel walks right in front of the server. Ariel looks up immediately at the beautiful man; no sexual feelings were coursing through her body, but attractiveness and interest and then again worry of what he thought of her. The way he looked at her made her feel cheap, and dirty. Which was quite odd considering a couple of days ago, it really did not matter what they thought of her. In the courtroom, although she had to act innocent, she was still feeling good about how they thought about her.
Sean stopped there in front of her to look at her. She was beautiful. How could God have created such horrible person, at the same time be such a beautiful woman. The feeling inside his body was odd and nonconsensual. It was like a tug of war playing with his mind and heart. Her beautiful vibrant green eyes, and the beautiful red hair that was such a contrast of her piercing eyes, but her sadistic, perverted mind that made her evil and inhumane intercepted that perception of awesomeness. But whatever reason, they both mixed so well with one another. The pure evil seemed to have mixed so well with the look of an innocent girl... it was just too much for the man to grasp on to. He knew his facial expressions were failing him, he wanted her to know that he disgusted her kind, and never wanted to have anything to do with her. But his expressions were on automatic pilot.
Ariel, her eyes meeting with Sean, there was something gleaming in his eyes she could not put her finger on. It was like the disgust that he had felt in his body of her was crumbling before her. The look in his eyes and the facial expressions were showing Sean's true colors, his uncontrollable urge to be with a woman that walked on the wild side. 'Walk on the wild side?' Ariel asked herself. 'Nah, he was playing with fire here. He was playing with the true Satan's princess right now,' she thought to herself. A smile crept over her lips and then started walking away towards the dining area.
Sean stood there, watching the beautiful woman leave him. A feeling of loss overwhelms his body, like if he let her walk around that corner, that he would be lost without her presence. What was up with him? He could not conspire with a person such as her! Sean shaking off the feeling and began walking for the manager's office.
"o that is the only reason why the server acted the way he did, it is totally understandable." Susan tried to convince the manager to be light on the poor boy, Ariel picking up the end of the conversation as she sat down.
The manager looked over to the girl sitting down at the table, his facial expressions turning cold. The manager looked back over to Susan, "after today, I never want to see her face in my restaurant again, do I make myself clear?" The manager says to Susan.
Susan smirks hesitantly and rolls a bit of her hair in her fingers, a nervous habit she always had.
Ariel and Susan walk out of the caf?. "Jeez Ariel, you really have screwed yourself up," her mother stating.
"Yeah, I guess I did." Ariel frowning. She was actually sad at this point. She really did not want to be viewed as what she was. She wanted it to remain secret and for it to never come out like this.
"Everyone despises me" Tears streaming down Ariel's eyes "I cannot enjoy the things I used to enjoy, because people know who I am. I am the girl from the newspaper who raped that boy."
Doctor Crotchet sighed heavily. "Ariel, just try to relax. I am not here to judge you." The doctor scooted up in his chair a little bit and began to talk softly. "You are just a normal girl that had a flook in her mind. You had no control over your mind, or your sexual desires. You were brainwashed by Darcy, and have been since you first went into that ice cream truck unsupervised." The doctor cleared his throat, "by all means, this is not your fault. But, nothing is ever anyone's fault if you get right down to it. Unfortunately, our justice system really does not care what lead you to do what you did. Fortunately you are a girl, and us psychiatrists can help you a bit better."
Ariel thought about it for a moment, "you know what doctor, you are right. I was brought up by Darcy to believe what I did was ok, and that I should not listen to my conscience. I mean it was terrible what I had done to that little boy!"
- Two weeks ago
Ariel slowly walks up to the schoolyard in her dark cloak, the rain pouring down really hard, and in big droplets. Her eyes were fixated on the boy, sitting in the front of the school. The boy was alone; there was no one around. There were teachers inside the school but no one outside, watching him, making sure that he was going to be ok from predators, predators like her. She walked up to the boy, taking the hood of her cloak off. The boy immediately looked up, and saw but a sweet, beautiful woman... something out of a fairy tale.
"Hi..." Ariel says, crouching down to the child's level. "My name is Ariel."
The boy looks around to see if anyone else was around. "My name is Todd."
"That's a nice name Todd." Ariel replied.
Todd tries to move his eyes away from her "I don't like it."
"What's wrong?" Ariel asked acting concerned.
"You are beautiful." Todd said, blushing.
Ariel smiled brightly, "awe, am I? You are so sweet." Standing up, she walks over to the carpool lane, looking both ways. "o where is your ride?"
"he is always late" Todd, explained, "he has that boyfriend of hers."
"Well, I could take you home if you wanted me to." Ariel said.
Todd, looking up at the seemingly trustworthy individual, but he knew that it was a bad idea to take an offer like that from strangers.
"ee that car over there?" Ariel pointed over to the Honda Civic her mom had bought her recently. "Its my car. If you want a ride, you had bettered start speaking up."
"I shouldn't. My mom says I shouldn't get into cars with strangers." Todd replied.
"Oh... your mom told you that? Are you sure your mom knows what she is talking about?" The red haired beauty asked.
Todd thought and then to words "I'm pretty sure."
Ariel giggled a bit, "come on, you can trust me."
Todd looked around the premises to make sure no one was watching or listening to them. "You promise to take me straight home?"
"Of course I will, what else would I do with you? You are certainly too young for me to hang out with all the time." Ariel lifted her hand towards Todd to help him up.
Todd looked a little nervous but then took her hand and followed her to her car. Getting inside, she starts to drive, turning on some hard rock music, but keeping the volume low. Ariel looks down to the boy's shoes, Spiderman. "o you like Spiderman?"
Todd just looked at his shoes and didn't say anything for a few seconds, "my mom picked them out."
"Oh," Ariel gripping the steering wheel, the boy has not told her anything about where he lived; he just sat there not noticing, "o do you like ice cream?"
"Yeah," Todd said, not wanting to seem like he was enjoying the talking, so he keeps quite for a few moments, "cookie dough."
Ariel smiles and then finally pulls into her own house. Her mother's car was not there, "you want to come into my house for a few moments? I have to go pick up some stuff before I take you to your house. I have chocolate chip mint cookie dough in the freezer!"
The boy's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "ure!" hopping out of the Civic and walking towards the front door.
Ariel took the keys out of her pink purse and then put them into the door, trying to be quick because of the rain. Opening the door, she watches him walk in like he owned the place. 'Kids' Ariel thought to herself. Walking into the kitchen she opens the freezer door and takes the carton of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream out and then an ice cream dipper from a drawer.
The kid looks up to her, "I like power rangers." The kid gets into the morphing stance, "its morphing time!"
Ariel stifles a fake giggle and gives the kid the bowl of ice cream. "If you eat it all, I will give you a special treat."
Todd looked at her oddly, and then walked with her to the living room to sit down. "o what is the special treat?"
Ariel looks at him with a secret in her eyes, "not telling until you eat all of that ice cream up." Taking the television remote, she turns the T.V. on. "Power rangers ah?" Doing a satellite search for the show, it just so happens to be on. Watching the show for a few moments, Ariel shakes her head. "Is this a Dragon Ball Z rip off?"
"This is nothing like Dragon Ball Z" Todd stood up, turning the bowl upside down to show her he had eaten all of the ice cream.
"Jeez! You ate that really fast!" Ariel put her bowl down on the coffee table. "Ok, come over here and you will get the surprise."
Todd walked over to the girl, and stood in front of her. "What is it?"
Ariel quickly reached her hand out to grab him through his pants. "This," she then twisted his little worm until he fell to the ground.
"Ow!!!" Todd went to cup his penis but her hand was still holding tight to it through them. "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"
Ariel's breathing became increasingly rapid. "Because I love to watch people suffer in pain, especially young ones that have just started out in life. They have complete paradise, unknowing of their completely pathetic lives they will soon have as adults. But that's not why I am doing this to you." Ariel twists harder. "I like the pain, I like your screaming, and I like causing your body to move in involuntarily ways."
Ariel's mind in the doctor's office suddenly flashes to the memory of the basement with Darcy.
"Please, don't do that again."
Ariel lifted back up from Darcy, "you mean this?" Ariel got up off of Darcy and ran the belt right into Darcy's face with all of her body's strength, over, and over, and over. Ariel goes to pick up a crow bar lying on the ground.
"Ariel, please, stop." Darcy begins to pull at her impossible to break restraints. "Please!"
Swoosh! The crowbar goes right into Darcy's jaw... again... and again, breaking her teeth in, but not severe enough to kill her. "Darcy, the only reason I am doing this is because of my pleasure. You should be... grateful that your life is going to end by the very person you created. " The eight-year-old laughed evilly. Darcy was unable to speak at this point to try to convince the girl that she didn't want to die. Blood was filling her mouth very quickly.
Ariel walked up to Darcy and took her nipple into her fingers and started twisting with all her might, a great strained look taking over her face. Darcy's body immediately jerking up against the little girl, yelling coming up from the mush of Darcy's used-to-be beautiful mouth. "You should have seen this coming Darcy," Ariel smiled to her in her face. "Course, how would you see a innocent little eight-year-old bashing your face in with a crowbar? God does it ever send the best electrical signals into my body. It is the best feeling. I am so glad you weren't one of those rapists that brutally murdered their victims afterwards. You've turned me into that kind of rapist, and I am thankful for that, because all people need a purpose. You have given that to me."
Ariel getting up on top of the woman, and then resting her pussy on the battered face, "now I want you to make a lot of sound for me, because it won't be good enough for my little pussy if you don't." With her fingers on Darcy's nipples, and Ariel facing towards her feet, she plants her pussy right on the girl's broken jaw and begins pressing it into her face hard, bashing it against the pieces of teeth and jaw fragments which were being cushioned by the woman's fleshy cheeks. Screams were immediately come from beneath Ariel's quivering, juicy child-sized pussy lips.
"Oh yes, that is wonderful, keep doing that!" Ariel started humping on her harder, blood started to seep from between her legs. The fragments of Darcy's teeth and jaw were started to tear through the woman's cheeks.
"Ariel?" The doctor said all of the sudden.
"What!" Ariel asked.
"You stopped talking, you were saying that you told the little boy you liked pain. And then you started drifting off."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Ariel looked down towards her legs, wondering why she was so wet, when she had those pills floating around in her system. 'I guess those pills must really suck, or whatever I am thinking about really turned me on!' She thought to herself.
The boy kept crying uncontrollably, "top it, stop it!" The boy then started to scream really loud.
Ariel went down to the floor with the boy to cover his mouth, looking around for something to stick in it. She took her sock off of her right foot and stuffed it into the boy's mouth. "Be quiet, I don't want anyone knowing what hell you are going to go through in the next thirty minutes. Don't get me wrong, I would love to hear your little pathetic screams." She stood up and slapped the boy really hard on the face. "Be quiet!"
The boy looked up at the woman that he had been betrayed by. He had decided to put his trust in one individual in his life, and made a terrible mistake. The rest of his life would be affected by this thirty-minute attack. "Mmhmm," the boy muffled through the sock.
The girl took him by the shirt and threw him onto the couch. She took the Spiderman shoes into her hands, untying them both at the same time and then throwing them to the ground. "Ah, matching socks, are you sure you don't like Spiderman?" taking them off as well, and throwing them to where the shoes were. She pulled him up, and quickly undid his belt and then pulled his pants and underwear off in one quick swoop.
Ariel took the boy by the arms and forced them to stay away from his penis. Then the boy's leg started to cave in to protect it, so that she could not see it or grabs it. "top it, or you will hurt a lot more than I wanted to hurt you, possibly kill you." Ariel smiled brightly, "oh, that would be a wonderful thing to do. It is hard to get away with murder though, but it's easy to slip through..." Ariel stopped for a second at explaining all of this to the doctor, meaning to say it was easy to slip through the law, but did not want to shake that train wreck. "... Water-based lube."
"o you had intended to kill Todd?" The doctor asked.
"No," Ariel admitted, "I never wanted to kill Todd, just hurt him a lot and take some sex from him."
"You have never wanted to kill anyone, right?" Dr. Crotchet asked.
"No! Never!" Ariel said.
"OK, continue."
Taking the boy by the legs she pushes them apart. "Leave them apart, or you are going to die right here, and right now."
Ariel noticing the fear in Todd's eyes, the incredible pleasure that runs through her veins every time she sees it in them. Todd finally ceases of keeping his legs together; he lets them open up and shows her his secret.
"Oh, it is so beautiful!" Ariel went to cup his penis and touch his little balls lightly. "Why would you want to keep such a beautiful thing away from anyone's eyes?" Ariel started massaging the little thing. "It feels so nice, like thick and resistant play dough." Taking the sock out of the boy's mouth for now, because she doesn't like to have it too silent after a while.
"Please stop it," the boy cried. "Please, I want to go home, you are not my friend anymore."
"No, I never was your friend. All I wanted to do is push a big fat dildo up your ass the moment I saw you and hear your pathetic little cries for your mommy." Taking a couple pillows, Ariel stacks them in the middle of the living room. "Lean over those... now!" Ariel yelled at the boy, "put your penis against the pillows so your ass is up and awaiting its destruction."
The boy reluctantly got from his seated position, but froze as the woman said destruction, "please, don't hurt me."
"Just do what I say, and I may go a bit more lighter on you than I was on my" again, Ariel stopped what she was going to say to the Doctor. 'Other victims' would have gotten her in big trouble, and possible never be free again. "...Teacher." referring to Darcy.
The little boy finally moves over the pillows with great reluctance, watching Ariel pull out a huge dildo. He did not know what a dildo was, but if she was going to stick that up his ass, he knew it was going to hurt badly.
"Very good, " Ariel says, and then takes out a strap to wrap around her waist and attach the dildo into. "Now, I don't believe in lubrication," Ariel started, "except the dildo, I want everything as natural as possible when inserting things into your ass. Lubrication makes it feel too good for you." Ariel dipped down, "I'll be a little nice to you and give you a bit of my spit to serve as lubrication," Ariel spitting on top of the little boy's anus, and then rubbing it in with her finger. "Feel funny?"
"Yes," the boy said, "please..." was all the boy muttered.
"Are you begging for the dildo now?" The girl asked.
"No! I meant..." The boy stopped in mid sentence as the entire length of the dildo impaled his ass. His face clearly expressing the incredible pain that just shocked through his body. The boy's lungs and mind could not operate at that point, forgetting that it had to start breathing. The body was so preoccupied with the incredible pain that just invaded a place that never was invaded before, and with no lubrication but a bit of spit. But as he regained his ability to think and his ability to control his lungs to scream, a sock was immediately stuffed into his mouth.
Ariel bit her lip, as she did not waste anytime with pulling out and shoving it back in. Grabbing the boy's shoulders, she makes sure it gets all the way in the little boy's anal passages, probably going right into his intestines. The dildo was about nine inches long and about an inch and three-quarters thick.
Ariel bending down and immediately bit the boy's back really hard, taking a bit of skin along with her teeth and bringing it into her mouth and rolling it around with her tongue. Bucking against the boy very quickly, her eyes went down to look at the dildo pushing in and out, realizing that there was quite a bit of blood dripping out of his ass.
For whatever reason, the look of blood fuels her wanting to create more problems for the boy, to make it as uncomfortable and painful for him as possible. Ariel reaches down and tries to stick a finger in along with the Dildo, but seemingly impossible. Ariel digs her nail into the anal passage, not going to give up on her conquest. Finally the anal passage opens up enough to accommodate her finger, pushing it in roughly along with her fake cock.
The boy never stopped crying in his sock gag. He tried desperately to push the sock out with his tongue, but was impossible. The girl had held his hands with one of her hands against his back. His feet were pried open and were being pinned between the woman's knees and the carpeted floor, he could not move at all. Pain was searing through every bit of his body.
Ariel pulled her finger out of the boy's butt and looked at the light red blood on her finger, and put it in her mouth. Her hips going faster at every perversion she acted on. The woman ran her hands down beneath the boy's hips and grabbed them so that the boy was being forced between the floor and her cock. Her thrusts never let off, and were always hammering it in as hard as possible.
"You know what is so great about this Todd?" The girl kept pushing it in and out. "One day, I will get this very similar treatment, some time in the future. My ultimate fantasy is to be the recipient of the pain I cause to everyone else. I want everyone that I have raped, to rape me, and hurt me so badly." Ariel brought her hands to her own nipples and twisted them very hard. "o, you are living out my ultimate fantasy. I am so envious of you." Her thrusts never letting, in fact, they get stronger and stronger every moment. "I want you to experience my fantasy little boy. I want to be in your position right now, being handled by a beautiful red headed girl, being fucked in the ass so hard and painful that it creates little rips in my ass. You know you are bleeding quite a lot back here." Ariel said giggling. "I want my ass to bleed all over this carpet. I want my blood to cake the plastic dick and all over the legs of the predator like yours is doing to me."
The boy tried desperately to look, but Ariel slapped the back of Todd's head, "look forward bitch." Creating increasing amounts of crying with the boy.
Ariel looked at her sharp nails, "you know, I filed these nails just today, so they should be extra sharp for my baby boy." Immediately slamming her hands, with her nails pointed down into his back, watching them sink into his skin as far as it can. "Oh yeah, that is what I like to see!"
Todd tried to get free from the pain. It was a pain that if you weren't restrained your body would automatically try to get away from it, involuntarily Thinking the ass violation was a terrible pain, the nails were almost as bad. Ariel's fingers begin to drag her nails down his back, cutting into his skin pretty deeply. Blood began to freely flow from his back and down onto the dark carpet, which would never show the evidence, without the high-tech gadgets they use these days.
Finally, Ariel threw the strap on after taking it off to the ground and turned Todd around so that his back was to the ground. "Time to make me cum, but first!" She went down to his nipple and holding his hands firmly and keeping his legs pinned to the floor, she bites his nipple really hard and jerks her head up, seemingly wanting to rip the thing off. She went to the next nipple and did the same thing, except with that one; the skin rips and actually starts to bleed. Ariel puts her mouth over that nipple and sucks the blood out of it like she was sucking milk out of a mother's nipple.
Ariel's body was now in the state of incredible arousal. Her body began to have a mind of it's own, doing what it wants, instead of what Ariel wanted. The blood flowing into her mouth, the metallic taste that she has grown to love and get extremely excited by. The knowing of how much pain the boy is going through and his inability to express it or get away from it. Ariel ran her tongue down the boy's body and finally reached the abused dick. She started to suck on it, and lick it expertly. Although she hasn't had many adult dicks in her mouth in her time, she has had experience on little kid's dicks. The dick immediately got as hard as the little thing could.
Ariel smiled at the very evil thought that ran through her mind, looking up at the kid, she shows him her teeth around his penis, just idling there, teasing his abused mind for a moment. Todd started shaking his head no, "please.... Please don't... no" the feeling of her teeth getting tighter on it and tighter, "no!" And then finally, she pushes her teeth deep into his penis and grinding her teeth really hard on it, making sure her sharp incisors were the primary teeth in contact with his hard penis. She then brought his penis deeper into her mouth and lined it up with her side teeth and started biting really hard on it and grinding her back teeth against the now shrunken little thing. Ariel immediately snaked her hand up to the boy's penis, keeping her other hand on his wailing hands. She grabbed the boy's balls and twisted them hard into an impossible degree, gripping them very hard and then squeezing them in the palm of her hand until she heard a pop in his balls.
Todd screamed and screamed and screamed through his gag; blood started spewing out into Ariel's mouth, gulping the copious amounts of blood spewing out of him. She watched the boy's reaction to all the pain she was giving him. "My ultimate fantasy," she murmured to her lover boy.
"Wait..." the psychiatrist immediately spoke out, "please wait." The doctor stood up and walked over to the sink that was in the room and turning on some cold water and splashing it on his face. He grabbed a towel and dried his face off.
"What is wrong Doctor? You look a little whiter than usual." Ariel commented, having a demented smile creeping on her face.
"Just shut up!" Dr. Crotchet spoke out, "with that little story you gave, you are lucky I even try to help you."
Ariel's eyes immediately go down to the man's crotch, it was not hard like it had been the day before. "I'm sorry. You wanted to hear the story, so I told it to you."
"That is the most disgusting thing I had ever heard."
Ariel smirked. 'Guys always hate hearing about any type of violence towards a penis' she thought, 'if it were sticking a dildo with spikes into a little girl's pussy, the Doc would probably have a hard on.' "o are we done for today?"
The doctor looked over at the time. "I suppose we are."
The doctor and Ariel walk out of the room and out to the patient area. Susan stood up immediately and walked to the both of them. "o, how did it go?"
Crotchet took a handkerchief and dabbed his forehead. "We have a lot of work a head of us."
Susan looked to her daughter with concern. "Isn't the medication working? I make sure she takes it, I even look in her mouth."
The doctor looked to Ariel, "may I have a few moments to talk with your mother?"
Ariel immediately felt a pit in her stomach. Was he going to betray Doctor and Patient confidentiality? She didn't think he would, but maybe he will. "Doctor, you aren't going to tell her anything I wouldn't want you to tell her?"
"Ariel, doctor and patient confidentiality only works when you are not convicted rapist. "
Ariel turns around and spots a soda machine before her and walks towards it.
Forty Minutes Later
The ride home was eventless and quiet. Ariel was quite worried about what her mother was thinking at the moment. The way she was when she came back from speaking with the doctor did not seem right. Susan looked a lot more depressed now, than before the visit to the doctors.
Ariel was beginning to wonder if it was going to be safe for her anymore at her house. Expecting the next minute for the Federal Bureau of Investigation to apprehend her. She was finally home and in her room. Her computer was probably bugged at this point, so she was careful when she went on the Internet. She did not talk to any controversial individuals that she usually talks to and she made sure to stay away from downloading illegal content. Her mother probably had the FBI walk right into her room and do all the gadget work while she was at school or out with friends, she thought.
She got up from her computer; normally she was on it till the wee hours of the night. Tonight she found it incredibly boring. She could not help but wonder what her life was going to be like from now on. She was going to be a sexual predator the rest of her life. Jobs will see it in her record... every time she gets a speeding ticket, they will see it on her record. If she planned to move out of state, she would have to tell the law enforcement first. If she had done it a year ago, when she was an adolescent, she would have gotten off on most of it. But now she was an adult at the age of eighteen and she would have to pay the price.
Ariel admitted to herself aloud, "Yeah, what I did was wrong. I should have been more careful!" Grabbing her hair, she begins to pull on it in aggravation, but then she stopped immediately. "I need a way out. I cannot stay here..." Ariel walked over to her closet and pulled a piece of dry wall from the wall showing a small little secret compartment with some money wrapped in a rubber band. She picked it up and thumbed through the money. 'College fund, wasted' she thought to herself.
Walking quickly to get her backpack, she looked through the clothes that she would need the most, and stuffed them into her bag.
Crawling out of her window, she looks around making sure she isn't forgetting anything, but then immediately something comes to her mind. She crawls under her bed and pulls out her 'play things'. She opens the box to make sure each of them was in there, including a few packets of condoms, the pink razor dildo, her own toys to gratify herself. But, something in her brain alarms her, 'can you not use your fingers? For gosh sakes, you can only carry so much and you sacrifice your clothes for sexual devices!' Ariel throwing the box underneath her bed, and crawling out of her window and jumping down the rest of the way.
'This is your last chance Ariel,' talking to herself in her mind, 'when you walk away, you are never coming back.' Ariel becoming quite apprehensive and her body filling with incredible anxiety, she doubles over and vomits on the grass below her. Wiping her mouth, she stands back up, 'I have to.' In a way, thinking about how her mother will worry so much, at the same time thinking about how her little girl is probably out there raping anything that moves.
Finally she reaches downtown. Why did she choose nighttime to leave? She could have easily left in the morning and had a good night's sleep. She also had to be very careful because she was carrying an awful lot of money for being homeless. She picked up some dirt from the ground and threw it on herself. She dropped to her knees and rubbed some grass on her fifty-dollar blue jeans. 'There, now I look like a hobo, now I have to walk like I am seriously hungry and about to die,' Ariel again thinking to herself. She starts walking with a limp and her eyes barely able to stay open.
Three teenager boys were standing at one of the corners chatting. Ariel decided to turn around and avoid the boys, but too late she was spotted. "Lookie, lookie!" One of the boys said aloud. "We've got ourselves a hot... fucking... loser."
"Whoa," another boy said, "that hair looks conditioned."
"Yeah, what the fuck are you trying to pull here Miss pretty?" A third boy came up from behind her.
Ariel gulped a bit, "I... I don't want any trouble."
The boys glanced at one another, "but we do" the boy in front of her spoke up, "we want a lot of trouble."
"Yeah, we want that trouble to be with you pretty thing." The other boy in front of her bringing Ariel's chin up so that he can see in her eyes. "Damn she is a hottie, fucking red hair, and beautiful green eyes. It will almost make me regret what I am going to do to her next!" The boy talking took a hold of one of Ariel's big titties and squeezed it roughly.
Ariel closes her eyes and moans a bit, biting her lip "Mmm."
"Whoa! She likes it!" the boy behind her coming up really close and bringing his hands down her sides, feeling her perfect curves. Ariel leaning up against the boy behind her, she rubs her ass up against his hard cock.
"This has got to be the luckiest day of our lives guys," The guy behind her continuing, and then running his hands up her stomach and onto her breasts where the other guy had left. He began squeezing them roughly as well, but then bringing her white tank top over her tits, and her white bra in one swoop, bringing her melons out in the open for them to feel the air and for the boys to feel them bare.
The boys were all about eighteen to twenty years old; they did not seem to have lived on the streets or anything. They were probably just there hanging out Ariel thought. But whatever, it's the start of her dirty whorish life.
But as that thought was over, a cop car was pulling around the corner. The boys quickly started running away, Ariel pulling her shirt and bra back down to cover herself and then ran along with the boys. The cop suddenly turned on his lights and started chasing them. "Quick!" The boys shouted to the slow running girl behind them.
Ariel tried to run as quick as possible, but running was one of her weakest abilities, plus she was wearing the wrong shoes, she thought.
They suddenly met up to a high fence. Ariel looked up the fence, watching the boys climb it up and then jumping. "Come on! Lets go!" One of the boys said. She looked back towards the cop's impending arrival. Ariel knew that she had to do it, if she didn't she would have had to go back to her mothers. She would have probably had to go to jail the rest of her life. She would have violated the judge's orders to be always watched by her mother, except during work and school, which the manager and teachers were given explicit orders to keep an eye on her and to report her if she vanishes or such.
Quickly grabbing a hold of the fence she begins to climb it nervously. She kicks off her shoes finally and they go to the ground. She liked those shoes, she thought. She eventually gets across and then climbs down the other side. Just then the cop gets out of his car, but the girl runs away far enough to where he would not be able to threaten her with a gun or try to convince her to stay.
Finally the boys and their new companion stopped to catch their breaths. They walk into an abandon building that seemingly they have been in before. "Whew, I am glad we got away from that one."
Ariel looks at the boys oddly, "why are you running?"
One of the boys takes out a bag of ground up vegetation, but then Ariel quickly realizes what it is. "Holy," Ariel said immediately, "weed?"
"Yup, grown in my very own closet in at my house. Why, what about you? You didn't have to run." The taller boy speaks up.
"You promise you won't be angry at me or anything?" Ariel asked.
All three of them looked to the girl immediately, not expecting to have a reason for why she ran, just to follow them. "I don't know, depends."
"Well, if you don't promise, then I won't tell." Ariel kicks some dirt around with her foot like she had done when she was five years old at the ice cream truck waiting for Darcy to give her, her Scooby Doo Ice Cream Stick.
"Well," one of the boys takes out a switchblade, and then looks at the other boys for approval, they all just smiling, "You could also just tell us." The boy walked towards her with the switchblade.
"Ok, fine..." Ariel kind of frightened because what if she confessed to them something they are totally against and would attack her right now and kill her. Perhaps maybe she should just make up a lie and be done with it? "... I, I stole some clothes out of JC Penny."
"Liar," a boy that had sit down on a window pane said, "tell us the real reason why you are running from the cops. Or I'll let Mikey here slice you open."
"How do you know I am lying?" Ariel asked.
The boy sitting down just nodded to the boy with the knife. The boy with the knife began to advance on the girl.
"Ok, ok, wait, I'll tell you, jeez." Ariel's breathing quickened. "I..." Ariel watched the boys, staring at her, hesitating for a moment, her breathing a bit erratic with her distress, "I raped a little boy." Her head hanging down, "go ahead, kill me for it."
The boy sitting at the window seal laughed, "ok..." nodding to the boy with the knife.
The boy with the knife 'Mike' walks up to Ariel and puts the knife to her throat. "You ready to die?"
"No, I am not." Ariel looks up at Mike with a stern cold look. "Are you ready to kill me? Or are you going to pull your dick out?"
Mike laughs, looking over to the other boys, "we aren't going to kill you!" Mike shows her the knife and then bends it, showing her that it is a rubber knife. The guys start roaring in laughter.
Ariel at first not appreciating the joke, but then forcing a few hesitant laughs, "yeah, real funny guys."
"o you really raped a little boy ah?" The boy at the windowsill 'Dean' sat up and walked to the young beautiful woman. "Why?"
"I'm a sadist, perverted dirty bitch that gets off on causing lots of pain and suffering to those that are unable to protect themselves from it." Ariel says, not feeling a bit of regrets nor hurt by the very words pouring out of her mouth. 'They were extremely true' she thought to herself.
Mike and Dean look at one another, "jeez, you are more fucked up than we are."
Ariel smiles for probably the first time that night, "yeah, I probably am."
"What about animals?" The third boy 'Jessie' asks.
Ariel thought for a moment, she really liked animals, but then again, she liked children too. Was it so wrong to include animals in her sick demented mind? "Maybe." Ariel admitted.
"I like to hurt animals sometimes," Jessie slowly gets up, and takes a cigarette out of a pack and lights it slowly, like he had a few too many beers. Breathing in his cigarette and then puffs it out slowly. "Cats, rats... birds, insects."
Ariel smiles devilishly to Jessie, "insects don't make noise though."
"But they have awesome body language. You can seriously tell if they are in pain by how they are bending their body, or flapping their wings." Jessie took another puff of his cigarette.
Dean laughs, "you are two fucked up people, jeez how can I ever live with out fucked-up-ness ah?" He glances at both Ariel and Jessie.
Mike takes a piece of paper and stuffs it with some of that vegetation and then licks the sides of the paper. "Alright guys, it made us run for it, so now we smoke it." Taking a lighter, he lights it up and smoke begins to billow from the toke. Mike takes a hit and smiles. "Whew, that is some good shit! Going right to my head and not stopping to collect two hundred dollars."
Jessie laughs, "I thought it was two thousand dollars?"
"What ever mother fucker!" Laughs break out. Ariel leans against the wall, kind of uneasy about the whole situation.
"Hey, want some?" Mike asks Ariel, pushing the wrapped weed in front of her.
Ariel looking at the other guys, beginning to reach her hand to take it. Unsure if she is going to do it, but then takes it out of Mike's hand and brings it to her lips and sips on it. "Whoa!" Ariel's brain gets hit by the overwhelming sensations, "this..." Ariel pauses for a moment trying to regain control over her body, "is good..."
More laughter erupts from the three stoned teenagers. "Your first time ah?" Dean asks.
"Yeah..." Ariel sat down on to the floor. "Listen, I..." The girl looks up to the boys, "I don't feel so good."
"Oh shit," Mike goes up to the girl, "what's wrong?"
"Feel like I'm going to puke."
Immediately Mike backs up away from her. "Well, Don't spew on me!"
Suddenly, Ariel's mind goes blank. And then quickly she is in the room with Darcy. She looks around, wondering what had happened to her. "Wha... what happened to me?" But it doesn't seem like she was in control of her body. She was just there watching what was happening. Ariel watched as the dream-envisioned eight-year-old Ariel was humping against the badly damaged Darcy.
"You like my sweet pussy being the object of your demise don't you Darcy?"
"Mmm!" Darcy tried to yell at her, tried to move her arms, but she was stuck there, unable to do anything about her position.
"I bet you will love what I am going to do next!" The eight-year-old got up and walked over to the refrigerator. Real life Ariel thought to herself, 'is it wrong to lust after your eight -year-old self? Would it be considered pedophile?'
The little Ariel came back with a bottle of peroxide, opening the cap; she doused the woman's face so that it would bubble up and fizzes, causing tremendous amounts of pain. Picking up a big milk-carton-like container of Epsom salts and sprayed her head with it. "That will hurt a lot!" Eight-year-old Ariel said to Darcy.
Again, more straining against her restraints and more muffled yelling. The eight -year-old began rubbing her pussy frantically, watching the woman suffering in front of her eyes. The very knowledge of betraying her, being the object of her lust and then ultimately becoming her worst fear, was more than the eight -year-old could bear.
The little girl's eyes closed for a second, having herself a little eight-year-old orgasm watching the girl wither in pain in front of her. "I suppose it is time for your ultimate death my teacher. It has been an honor to lick your pussy for these past two years. It has been an honor, really it has." The little girl took two really sharp knives. She goes to the girl's neck and creates a thin cut along the top of the woman's skin. She then peels the girl's neck skin away from each other and shows the little child the guts of her throat.
Ariel grabs the girl's airways and then pokes a hole into it and then slices it open wide. Blood begins to pour into the girl's airways, but Ariel kinks it off for a second, watching the lungs rapidly work trying to get air. Darcy was frantic; her mouth was unable to bring air in. Her eyes quickly lit up like Christmas trees, and tears began to flow from her eyes. Piss began to flow from between Darcy's legs as Ariel got up and squatted down over the woman's opened throat. She puts Darcy's airway tube to the entrance of her anus and started shitting right down her throat.
Little girl turds began filling the woman's air passageways. The lungs' desperate attempt to gather air resulted in sucking in the little girl's shit. "Yeah, you probably cannot hear me at this point, but if you can, I want to say Goodbye to you, and hope to never see you ever again. I hope your death was as painful as I hoped it would be, and I want you to know, I am the bitch now. Now retire at once! I am getting tired of hearing your screams!" Ariel stood up and started smashing her foot into the woman's throat until she was satisfied the woman was dead.
The older Ariel sits there, rubbing her pussy hard, sticking her finger inside it. But suddenly her mind changes its tune and wakes up, noticing she is in a boy's room. Looking around her, there were depictions of Slipknot, and Marylyn Manson pictures of a girl, the same girl, all over the place, with red hearts around her.
The door to the room begins to open. "Morning," walking over to the bed and sitting on it.
Ariel notices that she is completely naked underneath the covers. "What happened to me? Why am I naked?"
Mike giggled, "You had a reaction to the weed. You vomited all over yourself and then passed out. You vomited all over your clothes, so I felt that it would be nice of me to let you sleep vomit less."
Ariel began running her fingers through her hair, feeling her head. "Did you do anything to me?"
"No, it's not as fun when you are asleep."
"Where am I though?"
Mike smiles, looking around, "my parent's house. You are in my room."
"You live with your parents?" Ariel cocked an eyebrow to him. "Who is the girl?"
"My girlfriend. Although I was feeling you up last night, the two others were probably going to be the only ones doing you. I'm really faithful to my girlfriend."
"o where are your parents?" Ariel asked, sitting up from her laying position, exposing her big heavy tits to him.
Mike looks away immediately, his heart pounding at what he had seen. It is completely different when a girl voluntarily exposes herself to you than when you make it happen yourself. "Away at work."
Ariel smiles, "good, means you and I can play just a bit."
"But, I told you, I am faithful to my girlfriend." Ariel stands up and walks around the room naked. She rummages around through his stuff. "This ugly catastrophe?" Ariel picked up a five by seven picture in a frame and showed him.
"he's beautiful!"
Right then, Ariel sees a bat in the corner. 'This boy just helped you, and brought you into his house! Why are you thinking of these evil thoughts?' Ariel then begins to speak to that little voice 'but that's what makes it all the more fun.'
Walking over to that vicinity, she goes to pick up the bat. "o you are in to baseball?" Ariel picking up the bat, and takes a practice swing in the air.
"Yeah, I used to be. I've had that bat sitting there for ages." Mike stood up and got into bat range of Ariel.
Quickly, Ariel lunged the bat to Mike's face and knocked him to the ground, rendering him unconscious.
Mike opened his eyes eventually to see that he was restrained to the bed. "What the fuck! Why did you hit me? Why am I unable to move?"
'You are never going to have a boyfriend, are you Ariel?' she thinks to herself. 'Maybe you will live alone the rest of your pathetic life.' "hut up!" Ariel says aloud.
"I didn't say anything?" Mike said.
Ariel goes up to Mike and smashes the baseball bat into his stomach. "Quiet fucker! I am your bitch now; you are my pain slut, my pincushion, and my sex toy. You will never be any higher than the scum from underneath my shoe. And believe me, you will feel a lot of pain; you may even be dead before your parents get home. You helped the wrong girl fucker." Ariel smiles evilly and sees the complete terror in his eyes she so desperately desires.
Part 2 Features: fdom, F/b g/F MMM/F, M/F, snuff, rape, scat, torture, extreme-violence, pedo, D/s, Drugs