Title: Sex Store Cindy
Part: 1, 2 (no sequel) 
Author: Willowall 
Keywords: MMg, Gangbang, ped, abuse
Summary:  The father has not prevented rape of the little daughter. Soon she became very popular whore among perverts, and the daddy has started to earn on it.







WARNING ... This story contains graphic descriptions of sex among adults and 
minors. If you find this offensive stop reading now.

This story is entirely fictional and any similarity between persons and events 
depicted in it and actual persons and events is purely coincidental. The story 
is pure fantasy and none of the events described herein are practiced, advocated 
or condoned by the author.


Sex Store Cindy
By Willowall
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Frank was a good dad. His wife died just a few years after she gave birth to 
their daughter, Cindy, and Frank vowed that he would devote all his attention to 
raising his girl rather than in dating. He found that it actually wasn't so bad 
not having a wife around the house to nag him and spend all his money. The one 
thing that sucked was that he had to pay for sex.

On a hot day in August Frank was running some errands while Cindy, who was eight 
at the time and looking exactly like Cindy Brady, tagged along. He went to the 
cable company to make a payment, then the gas station, then the bank. The chick 
at the bank was a major cock tease and made him horny as hell. She was about 21 
years old, blonde, with big tits. When she said, "How can I help you today?" he 
thought he would cream his shorts.

When he left the bank, sex was all he could think about. Unfortunately he 
couldn't do anything about it because he had his daughter with him. Or could he? 

Cindy had fallen asleep in the car, and the adult video store that a friend of 
his owned was only a few blocks away. He could drive over there, run in, jerk 
off to a hot gangbang video, then get back to the car before Cindy even woke up.

"Sounds like a plan to me," he said to himself.

He sped over to X-rated store, parked, and quietly got out of the car, being 
careful not to wake his daughter. The store was packed. He greeted his friend, 
the owner of the store, then walked straight into the video arcade and changed 
in a five dollar bill for tokens. Unfortunately, of the six video viewing 
booths, three were out of order, and the other three were in use. On top of it, 
there was a line of guys waiting their turn for a vacancy.

He cussed under his breath.

As he waited for a booth to open up he could hear the sounds of the sex videos. 
Lots of moaning and groaning could be heard. In one of the videos he could hear 
a slut screaming, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my brains out!" He imagined it was the 
girl at the bank. Damn he was hard.

After about 15 minutes of waiting, it was finally his turn to use a booth. Just 
as he was about to go in, he heard his daughter's voice. "Daddy? Are you here 
daddy?"

"Ahh, shit. Yeah, here I am Cindy. I'm back here," he shouted. He started to 
leave the dark arcade when Cindy walked in. "You're not supposed to be in here," he said.

"I woke up and you weren't around. I was so scared, daddy!"

"I'm sorry. Go back to the car. I'll be there in a minute."

"Hey! Leave her here," said one of the guys in the arcade. A few of the others 
agreed. "Yeah! Let the kid stay," they jeered.

"Hey, man that's my daughter," said Frank. But before he knew what was 
happening, one of the men, a big burly man in his 50s, had Cindy by the hand and 

was pulling her into the vacant booth. Frank couldn't believe his eyes! What was 

that bastard gonna do with his daughter?

Oddly enough, Frank didn't do anything to stop it.

The stranger locked the door to the little booth, and because he was in front of 

the door, poor Cindy had no way of getting out. She immediately started yelling 
for help. The man told her to shut up, but she kept yelling. He wrapped his arm 
around her head and placed his hand over her mouth to shut her up, then he 
kicked one of his shoes off and with his free hand pulled off one of his socks. 
He stuffed his sweaty sock into Cindy's mouth, then pulled a crusty old 
handkerchief out of his pocket and tied it around her face so she couldn't spit 
the sock out. That shut her up!

Frank stood frozen in the hallway wondering what was happening to his daughter. 
He could hear a struggle but nothing more. The booth next to the one his 
daughter was in was vacant, and luckily it had a glory hole in it large enough 
for Frank to look through to see the action. He sat down in the booth and looked 

through the hole just in time to see a fat nine inch cock push its way into 
Cindy's little pussy. The expression on Cindy's face was pure terror. The 
expression on the guy's face was pure pleasure. Cherry blood seeped out and ran 
down the length of the guy's dick and balls. "Ahh fuck, this bitch is TIGHT," 
said the stranger.

Frank stroked his dick as he watched his eight year old daughter get her first 
screw.

After only a few hefty pumps, the stranger shot his seed deep in Cindy's gut. He 

quickly pulled out, dropped the little girl on the floor and bolted out of the 
booth, leaving the door open behind him. When he walked out into the hallway 
there were half a dozen guys waiting for him. They had big smiles on their 
faces. "How was she?" "Right on, man!" and "Hey, it's my turn," were heard 
throughout.

For the next seven hours Cindy remained locked in the sex booth as one horny 
stranger after another stepped in and had his way with her.

And that was the beginning of Cindy's life as "Sex Store Cindy."

TWO YEARS AND SIX DAYS LATER...

Most 10 year old girls have parties for their birthday where they invite all 
their friends from school and have cake and ice cream. Not Cindy. Ever since 
becoming a sex store slut, Cindy was not allowed to go to school and she was no 
longer allowed to have friends. She spent 24 hours a day in the adult video 
store. There was a room in the back where she slept and occasionally watched TV. 

Most of the time, she was in video booth #5 on her knees sucking any old cock 
that was stuck in her face. Cindy was so popular that the store was always 
crowded and the owner was making tons of money. He shared the profits with 
Frank. Frank felt guilty about turning his daughter into a whore, but the money 
was so good that he didn't care. "Besides," he often reasoned, "girls were born 
to be fucked."

Cindy's birthday started like any other day. At first, she didn't know it was 
her birthday, but when she looked at the digital watch of some black guy she was 

sucking, she saw the date. When her dad stopped by the booth a few hours later 
for a quick fuck, she asked him if it was her birthday.

"Yeah, I guess it is," said Frank. "It completely slipped my mind."

When he was done banging Cindy, he went to the bakery and bought a plain, 
unfrosted cupcake. He came back to the booth minutes later and pulled Cindy out 
into the hallway. There were about 30 guys hanging around.

"Hey, gentlemen, today is Cindy's 10th birthday! Why don't we sing "Happy 
Birthday" to her."

Everyone stood around the little girl, leering at her, while they sang the 
birthday song. When they were finished. Frank pulled the cupcake out of a bag.

"Oh, goody! Thank you daddy!" Cindy squealed. It had been a long time since she 
had sweets.

"Just wait a minute, Cindy. Hold on! We've got to frost the cake first." At 
that, Frank handed the cupcake to Cindy, then whispered something in her ear. 
She looked disappointed. Frank stood back, grinning, as his daughter approached 
one of the men standing around her, holding the cupcake in her hand in front of 
her, and said to him, "Will you please frost my cupcake, sir?"

Everyone broke out into laughter, then unzipped their flies. One after the other 

the men frosted Cindy's birthday cupcake with their cum. A lot of them misfired 
and ended up squirting their loads at Cindy's face instead, but for the most 
part the guys aimed their cum right for the cupcake. After about 20 layers of 
cum, the cupcake was thoroughly frosted. Frank instructed her to eat it.

"No, daddy, I don't want to," she whined.

"Eat it!"

"No!" she said. Then she stomped her feet. "I want a real cake, with real 
frosting!"

Frank was furious. So were the other guys. He began yelling at her. "You little 
bitch! How DARE you embarrass me like this. I went to the trouble of buying you 
this thing, and all my friends here have jerked their loads out for you, now 
you're GONNA eat it!"

"No, no, no. I want a REAL cake," she demanded.

"Goddamit! Who do you think you are, huh? Do you think you actually DESERVE to 
be treated like a normal little girl?? You're just a little slut, Cindy, and 
don't you forget it!"

"You tell her, Frank," said one of the guys.

Cindy was crying hysterically.

"Now EAT," he said, then he shoved the cupcake in her face. "Eat it!" he 
demanded. "Eat it!" Soon all the other guys were shouting along with him. "Eat 
it! Eat it! Eat it!" they all chanted. When she finally got it all down, 
everyone cheered. Cindy had cupcake and cum smeared all over her face, and tears 

rolling down her cheeks. For a few minutes the guys just stood there and stared 
in silence at the pathetic site of the 10 year old girl crouching on the floor 
sobbing uncontrollably with a big mess on her face. They were quite satisfied 
with themselves! Breaking the silence, one of them got a wicked smile on his 
face and then started singing again. "Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to 
you..." Soon, everyone was singing at her, leering at her, and grabbing their 
crotches.

It was gonna be a long day for Cindy. She wished she didn't have a birthday. 
Hell, she wished she was never born.

CHRISTMAS, FOUR MONTHS LATER

The sex store was extra busy during the Christmas holiday. Apparently all the 
stress of dealing with the family and the in-laws put a lot of guys in the mood 
for some serious, heavy duty, pain-inflicting POUNDING. There were so many guys 
who wanted to relieve their tension on Cindy that week, that she often ended up 
taking three or four guys at a time.

By the end of one day she had gotten fucked by well over 150 men, including 13 
guys in Santa Claus suits, 2 priests and a cop. Some men brought their teenage 
sons with them, their Christmas gift to their sons being their first pussy.

While other girl's Cindy's age were getting Barbie dolls and bikes and other 
toys for Christmas, Cindy was getting the same thing she got every day: FUCKED. 
She cried constantly. Her dad was out of town, celebrating the holidays in 
Hawaii with his sex store business partner and a few hookers. He had made a 
fortune off his daughter's fuck holes and was living in total luxury. Because he 

wasn't there, nobody thought to feed Cindy or even let her take a break. Every 
time she would start to go to her room, someone would grab her and stick his 
dick in her. Whenever she would beg for something to eat, some wise guy would 
say something like, "Yeah, I'll give ya something to eat," and then shoot in her 

mouth. They thought it was funny. (Actually, it was!!)

For eight full days, Cindy ate nothing but the splooge that was shot at her. She 

was so hungry that she actually started to BEG for cum! She would even lick it 
up off the floor! She was also glad to swallow piss. Because she wasn't allowed 
to get a full night of sleep, she kept drifting out of consciousness while being 

fucked. One minute she'd be getting bashed by a black dude, then she'd fall 
asleep only to wake up with some old white guy pissing on her face.

When Frank returned from his Christmas vacation, he found Cindy lying totally 
unconscious on the floor while some little Japanese man was eating her ass. She 
was extremely bony, totally nude, and covered, literally from head to toe, in 
male sex juice.

"Ooops. I forgot all about Cindy. I should have gotten someone to take care of 
her," he said. "Oh, well. She'll get over it."

The next two days, Cindy didn't have to have sex with anyone at all. She was 
allowed to just lie in bed and recuperate. Well, she had to regain her strength 
for New Year's Eve.

A WEEK LATER, NEW YEAR'S EVE

"Come on, Cindy. Time to go." Frank yanked her out of bed and carried her out to 

the van. "I've planned something special for you tonight."

Half an hour later, Frank and Cindy arrived at the door of the frat house. 
Steve, a jock who often visited the sex store, answered the door. When he saw 
Cindy, he shouted into the house, "She's here!!"

"Hey Frank, I really appreciate this! Here's the check. You can pick her up in 
the morning, all right?"

Frank handed Steve the girl, and Steve handed Frank a check for a thousand 
dollars. Frank left, and Cindy was pulled into the house for the nastiest 
gangbang of her life.

The house was crowded with about 30 guys ranging in age from 16 to 23. They 
weren't really in a formal fraternity, but they were all friends. Some of them 
were on the same team. Some of them were brothers. They had each chipped in a 30 

bucks each to rent Cindy for the night.

The guys immediately pounced on the little girl. Steve, who had put the whole 
party together, got to bang her first. He went for her ass. Several of the guys 
had polaroid and digital cameras with them, and they took pictures like crazy as 

the 10 year old was stuffed in every hole she had.

As you can imagine, the guys tried every possible sex act with their little 
slut. She took two cocks in her pussy at once. She took two in her ass and one 
in her mouth, while a dildo was stuffed up her cunt. She got jizzed on. She got 
pissed on. She got spit on. They slapped her, kicked her, pinched her, and 
pulled her hair. You name it, they did it!

The reason why this was Cindy's "nastiest" gangbang in her life was because of 
what the guys had planned for her at midnight. For weeks they had all been 
collecting their jerk off wads in cups. Shortly before midnight, they each 
picked up their own glass of cum from a table (the containers had their names on 

them.) There was at least eight ounces of cum in each container. Some of the 
guys had also apparently spit mucous into their glass. It was totally 
disgusting.

When midnight hit, the men all cheered and then clinked their glasses of cum 
together, wishing each other a happy new year. Quickly, all eyes turned toward 
little Cindy. Steve was first. He approached the little girl, told her to get on 

her knees, then pulled her head back and pressed his glass of cum to her lips. 
"Drink my semen, whore." Everyone gathered around her with their eyes glued to 
her while she actually chugged down the entire glass of semen! They could hear 
her gulping it down! She swallowed every thick, slimy ounce of Steve's cum!

Next it was Rob's turn. Instead of making her swallow it, he held the glass high 

above her head and then dumped the contents on her face. Three other guys 
followed suit, dumping all their cum on her. Someone else came along and made 
her gulp it all down, like she did with Steve's. After only a few minutes, all 
the guys in the house had emptied their glasses of cum in or on the little girl. 

They took a LOT of pictures.

"It looks like someone dumped a big pot of chowder soup on her!" said Chad.

Yeah, cock chowder!

And that was how "Sex Store Cindy" welcomed in the new year.

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Part 2

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"I kant take it any more. Im bedder dead. Cindi" 
Frank was stunned when he found the suicide letter next to his daughter's dead 
body. It was just one day after her 12th birthday, and her holes were still 
leaking out cum from the birthday weekend gangbang she received. 
"Sex Store Cindy" -- as she had come to be known since her story got leaked on 
the Internet - had recently been moved out of her sex store cubicle, and was 
allowed to live in the basement of her dad's house. Frank hated having her in 
the house, but three times in the last two months someone had tried to kidnap 
her from the store, and he didn't want to take any chances of losing her. She 
was not only a great fuck, but a big time money-maker for Frank and his partner, 
Steve, at the store. 
She had tied a belt around her neck and actually managed to strangle herself 
with it. She had used a pair of scissors to poke a notch through the belt at 
just the right point so it was tight enough to choke her when she buckled it 
around her neck. She had to have had tremendous determination to do that to 
herself. She must have really hated her life. 
As Frank looked down at his daughter, anger turned his face red and he went into 
a hate-filled rage. He threw the note down and immediately called Steve. 
"Steve, you won't fucking believe this! It's Cindy. The goddamn piece of shit 
killed herself! The fucking bitch strangled herself," he said. "Yeah, come over 
here." 
When he hung up the phone, he got angrier and angrier as he thought about all 
the cash and good times he was going to lose now. He was so mad that he began 
kicking her lifeless body. He rammed his boot into her gut, her face, her ass, 
and sent her flying from one end of the room to the next like a rag doll. 
About 10 minutes later, after his kicking frenzy had subsided, he crouched down 
next to her body and caught his breath. Just then, Steve walked in. He was just 
as pissed off as Frank was. 
"This is such bad fucking news, Frank!" said Steve. "Not 30 minutes ago I had 
booked her for a 20 man gangbang in Houston next week. Plus she had the big 
bukkake party up in Chicago next month -- there were 100 guys paying 200 bucks 
each for that!" 
"I know, man," said Frank. "This is a goddamned nightmare." 
"Frank, if I knew the bitch was gonna fucking die on us, I could have at least 
booked a snuff and filmed it -- we could have gotten at least $100,000 bucks!" 
Frank looked like he was going to barf, he was so upset. He stood up and paced 
the room. 
"Why did the bitch do it?" he asked. "I mean, sure, we fucked her pretty hard, 
but she should have been used to it by now!" he reasoned. "And at this weekend's 
gangbang, I am SURE I saw her cum a few times, and that bitch never cums. But I 
KNOW she was getting into it, especially when that black dude with the piercing 
was fucking her. I mean, Cindy was shaking she was so turned on!" 
Frank noticed that Steve had his head down and was covering his face. He looked 
like he was crying. 
"Ah, it's nothing to cry about, dude. We'll get another girl... somehow," said 
Frank, patting Steve on the back. 
Steve pulled his hands away from his head and looked up at Frank, laughing. 
"Gotcha!!!" he said, laughing hysterically. 
"What the fuck?" 
"I gotcha, buddy! Oh man, I got ya BIG TIME." 
"What the fuck are you talking about, Steve? This isn't funny!" 
"Feel her pulse, bro," said Steve. Frank put his fingers on Cindy's wrists and 
felt for a pulse. His eyes widened. 
"The bitch is still ALIVE!" he said. 
"Yep, she sure is! I was just fucking with you, Frank. Now listen up, cause I 
found us a way to double our money off this cunt." 
Steve explained how after Cindy's gangbang, one of his German clients had sold 
him a new drug he had been using on his victims. It's the strongest "date rape" 
drug that has ever been invented. It shuts the body down to near coma-like 
levels. The heart rate goes down so low that the pulse can barely be detected. 
The body temperature cools down. Muscles stiffen. Breathing becomes almost 
imperceptible. And yet, the victim doesn't die. One dose of the drug, given 
intravenously, will keep the body in an almost lifeless state for 6 hours. And 
best of all -- when the victim regains consciousness, she ends up in 
excruciating pain. 
"The German said that when the girl regains consciousness, her whole body will 
feel like she's been beaten and set on fire. I guess it's because all the nerves 
and muscles suddenly spring to life and get very, very sensitive. The brain 
tissue expands, so they end up with the worst migraine headache of their life. 
He said that some girls have killed themselves after being given the drug just 
to get out of the pain they're in." 
"And you gave that drug to my baby girl?" said Frank. 
Steve nodded. 
"And then you staged it to make it look like she killed herself?" he asked. 
"Yep. And you know what -- I've already got 10 clients lined up who want to do a 
fake snuff scene with her. She'll get shot up with this stuff in the middle of 
the session, and they'll be able to feel like they killed her. Price starts at 
$15,000 per session!" 
"Oh Steeeeeve! You are the FUCKING MAAAANNN!!" 
"And guess what," said Steve, looking at his watch. "In about 30 minutes, 
Cindy's going to come out of her coma." 
Frank yanked on his throbbing bulge and grabbed for his zipper. 
"Then I say we start fucking her now, buddy. I want to have my cock DEEP in that 
cunt when she wakes up to the most brutal fucking of her life!" 
"Hey!" yelled Steve. "I get the ass!" 
Just like old times. And that was how "Sex Store Cindy" became known as "Cindy 
the Coma Slut." And at $15,000 per session, she was the most expensive little 
"corpse" full of cum that has ever lived. 
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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
 
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