These stories involve pre-teen or young teen girls in non-consenual sexual encounters of various kinds, from the "mildly coersive" to the downright sadistic. If such content offends you, etc...
Today is Tuesday. My classroom is quiet, the desks uncluttered, purposeless. I can hear the clock above the door, ticking softly to itself, no-one watching, no-one counting the seconds, counting the minutes until the bell conspires in their escape.
Teri walks past the classroom door. The door is open, wide open, and she walks slowly, looking in as she passes.
Hey Pedro, como estas?
Did I tell you about the fun we had with Cristina the other night? Don't think I did. Well, it was just the two of us in the end, me and Dave, and we picked her up from school OK, just like you said. Gotta say she was looking hot! Love that uniform on her, the way her buds are just beginning to show!
My cock was hard pretty much the whole journey, but then, I knew what was coming.
It was a long drive to the back of beyond, a slightly shabby little cottage in the middle of North Yorkshire. It was miles from anywhere, but for a long weekend with my darling Amanda and her sweet little daughter Chantelle, it was perfect.
"Oh Uncle Pedro, did Father Angelo *really* choose me himself?"
Cristina was so excited! When her uncle Pedro had told her at the beginning of the week that Father Angelo had made his choice for the special communion service on Sunday, and that he'd chosen her, Cristina was over the moon. Father Angelo was such a kind, special man, a wonderful priest, always with the kindest of smiles despite his stern appearance. Oh that he should have chosen her for this special honor!
I guess it was that very first Bingo Night I discovered Amanda's deeply submissive nature. I'd treated her pretty rough and she'd loved it. She loved to be dominated and abused, slapped, humiliated, fucked hard and fucked often - and I have to say I really enjoyed doing that to her. It was so fucking exciting, so liberating, to use her fat, pale body for my own extreme please, taking her in any and all her holes, slapping her ass red and cumming in her face. Sex like hardcore porn, but for real! She really was a total slut; the combination of lust, excitement and fear burned bright in her eyes as I used her hard.
Perhaps the best thing about our "relationship", though, was Chantelle.
By the time the doorbell rang, precisely at the appointed time, anticipation had already given Anton a throbbing erection. It tented the front of his sweatpants; no hiding it as he unlatched the front door and swung it open. If his visitor was fazed by this, she didn't show it; all the more remarkable since it was right at her eye-level. Almost in her face, thought Anton, and a shiver ran through him, top to toe. She glanced at it, to be sure, but it was just a glance and then she looked up and smiled. "Hello," she said, "I'm Quinn."
'Hey, man! Hey, wake up ya great lump!'
'Uhhh. Fuck, mon, whassup?'
'Hey, you remember the time we took that girl out to the island? The young one? Cute she was, blonde, giggly, lovely. Got our motors going real well.'
'Aw, you mean tha lil blondie? Yeah, yeah, mon, she was sweet! Aw yeah, we took her out in tha boat, onna picnic, yeah, roun' to tha beach, that lil beach we foun'.'
'Yeah, bright, warm and secluded it was. Gorgeous day. Just the three of us. What a honey she was! That beautiful little summer dress, all red and yellow flowers. Open-toed sandals, white panties. You remember the white panties?'
"We pride ourselves in providing the very best start in life for all our girls, Mr Hollinger," I said, smiling politely at the brusque inquiry from the man across the desk. Brusque, and frankly rather rude; Mr Hollinger was clearly a man more used to sitting this side of a large desk than that. An investment banking executive according to his daughter's application forms. Brusque, rude, but very wealthy - and that's what counted. "An education at St Catherine's is highly sought after. We are very exclusive, and, I have to say, very selective. We take on only a few girls each year but return each and every one as confident, accomplished and highly motivated young ladies."
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
The tears were real, the distress palpable.
Got her.
You see, I knew. I'd stumbled across Rachel's terrible secret, partly by luck, partly through carefully crafted questions and confident assertions, and she'd crumpled. So it was true! I had a hunch she would do anything, anything for me not to tell her mom and dad.
From: Alexei <nobody@nowhere.ru>
To: John <john@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cocktail Party
Date: 15 June 2012
Hey John! What is up? How is it hanging?
Oh boy! Excellent few weeks! We have girls on film now! Ha! Yes! Mmm, what a hot little pair of hot porn stars! You should have been there! Well, you can watch film maybe, but is not cheap LOL! Maybe I figure out way to send it to you, but here is description, in case it not your kind of thing ;).
"Paige & Quinn #1: Cocktail Party", released by LittleGirlLost Studios.
From: Alexei <nobody@nowhere.ru>
To: John <john@hotmail.com>
Subject: Princesses!
Date: 09 May 2012
Ha, hey, John! Kak dela? You had good week? Not as good as my week I guess! Ha! Super time with super girls, they really coming on, learning good stuff, behaving great. They getting very, very sexy little princesses but still with lovely little girlyness. Ha, my spell checker not like girlyness. Fuck my spell checker, what does it know!
From: Alexei <nobody@nowhere.ru>
To: John <john@hotmail.com>
Subject: Paige and Quinn
Date: 07 May 2012
Hey John! I thought I should let someone know how your two little nieces are getting on in their new, what, environment? Ha! Yes, environment will do nicely. Ha!
They are both good. They are past the upset stage; their new governess has helped them through the crying part and now they understand their new life.
"Come in!"
Kelly was nervous. She had no idea why Mr Quincy wanted to see her, and the summons to the Deputy Principal hadn't given anything away: "Please report to Deputy Principal Quincy, 1pm. Excused classes." Her attendance record was good, she hadn't been ill. Was it something about her work this year? Math was kinda tricky just now, but nothing she couldn't handle...
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