THE SHEPHERD'S LITTLE BITCH

BY SUGARDADDY
sugardaddy1952@hotmail.com

The group of children ranged in age from six to twelve years old and had been playing on the edge of the woods during the summer holidays. They played the usual games of hide and seek and tag and had built a den out of branches and covered it with ferns.

There were ten children there today, the Farmer counted. He had noticed them on his way back from market three days ago when one of the younger children, a girl of seven of eight, had bent over and pulled up her skirt to flash her yellow knickers and plump little bum at him before running off laughing.

The Farmer had guessed that it had either been a dare or a task she had to perform to join the gang of boys and girls but whatever the reason, he had pictured it in his mind many times since, as he relieved the ache in his balls that the memory caused.

Ever since he was young himself, the Farmer had only been attracted to young girls and that hadn’t changed as he got older. Four times during his teens he had tied up and sexually assaulted preteen girls who were relatives of his and while he never got reported to the police, no one from the family wanted anything to do with him any more.

So now he lived alone on the farm that he had inherited from his parents, who died in a car crash some years ago. He kept sheep and along with the subsidies that he got from the EU for setting land aside, that enabled him to live in relative comfort. His only companions were his two dogs, a Border collie and an Alsatian.

Since that first day when he had spotted the children, the Farmer had scouted out the area and spied on them as they played. He always looked for the little girl who had flashed her knickers at him and watched her as she played with the others. While some of the other children were prettier than her she was the one that he fantasised about having.

The children always stayed on the edge of the woods opposite the housing estate that they lived on, having been warned by their parents not to go further. Several houses overlooked where they played so the parents felt fairly safe with them there and the children were always together in a group and never went off alone.

It had been when the Farmer had been using his dogs to move the sheep from one field to another that an idea had come to him. If the dogs could round up and move the sheep then why not use them on the children. He had practised with the dogs and sheep in a wooded area and felt that his idea would work so long as the dogs didn’t react differently to children.

Now he was ready to put his plan into action. His throat was dry and his heart was beating fast in his chest as adrenaline coursed through his body at the excitement of the chase. He could understand now what huntsmen felt as they chased the fox across his land but he bet they didn’t also have a hard on like his in anticipation of the capture.

He had parked his four-wheel drive, deep in the woods and brought the two dogs with him ready for the hunt. Now with a command he sent them off placing them between the playing youngsters and the houses.

Snarling and barking the two dogs approached where the children were playing and seeing them coming the children fled in panic away from them, deeper into the woods.

The dogs, working as they would with a flock of sheep, kept the children moving and bunched together, never giving them time to climb the trees, they hounded them further and deeper into the woods commanded by whistles from the Farmer who kept out of sight.

Bringing them into a clearing in the trees he got ready for the difficult part. Cutting the one girl from the rest. The dogs circled the children as they huddled together in a group in the centre of the clearing until the Farmer sent the Border collie directly at the children. The group split, with the young girl he was after on it’s outside edge and doubling the dog back he split her from her friends and had the Collie chase her away from the others.

Pleased with himself the Farmer whistled the Alsatian to guard the children while he followed the Collie and his prey.

Still staying out of sight he sent the dog in a semi circular route while he cut ahead and opened the tailgate on his vehicle waiting till the dog brought the terrified little girl back to him.

As the girl ran into the clearing where his vehicle was parked a look of relief crossed her tearstained face. She was so out of breath that she couldn’t speak. As she ran up to the man the dog burst from the woods barking and snarling behind her and the Farmer feigned concern as he jumped between the little preteen girl and the dog.

“Quick jump into the back of my truck,” he told the girl. “You’ll be safe there.”

The girl tried to scramble up but had trouble with the high vehicle. The Farmer turned and not worried about pretence anymore, put his hand between her legs from behind, lifting her into the back with his hand pushing up her short skirt and resting on the soft material of her knickers, between her legs.

Squealing from the intimate touch of the Farmer’s rough hand the girl fell into the back of the truck and rolled over onto her back. The Farmer was disappointed for a moment to see that instead of the yellow knickers that he had fantasised about she was wearing a white pair with pink flowers on.

He let his eyes wander over the little girl’s sweet body as she lay there, taking in her long blonde hair which was split into two and fastened back into loose pigtails and her cute round face. Her flat chest was rising and falling quickly beneath a short white tee shirt that showed most of her brown little tummy. Below that were a very short, blue denim skirt and then long brown legs down to her trainers, which were worn without socks. His eyes then rose back to the junction of her legs and the knickers that had disappointed him. Looking closely he could make out the puffy lips of her slit through the tight material, until, realising where he was looking she snapped her thighs together and straightened her legs. The Farmer looked up into her eyes and just smiled knowing that soon he would be seeing a whole lot more.

Locking the girl in and ignoring her cries for help, he returned to the clearing and used the dogs to chase the children further into the woods, splitting them up as he did so. He knew that soon the parents would be looking for the missing girl but hoped that initially they would concentrate on the woods, not realising that she had been abducted.

Calling the dogs back he returned to his truck and the little captive within.

As he opened the rear door the little girl crawled away from him into the corner but he just ordered the dogs to jump inside and closed the door, shutting her in with them.

The dogs sat watching the frightened girl who remained whimpering in the corner as the farmer, still excited from the hunt carefully drove the thirty miles back to his farm.

Driving into a barn on his remote farm, the farmer stopped and walked around to open the back of his truck ready to enjoy the little girl who huddled frightened there.

Inside the dogs had become more interested in the young girl and the Alsatian now had his nose buried in her crotch, interested in the smells coming from it, while the Collie licked at the salty tears that were falling down her face.

The girl tried to push the Alsatian away but as he snarled and showed his vicious looking teeth her hands dropped away. She had already backed as far into the corner as she could and now she trembled in fear as the large dog roughly licked her knickers and soft thighs with his rasping tongue.

The Farmer stood transfixed by the sight of the terrified little girl as the dog nipped her between the legs in an effort to tear the annoying cloth of her knickers out of the way to get at the sweet smelling flesh beneath.

As the little girl yelped in pain the Farmer felt his cock grow in anticipation of what he would do to her. Always before a relative had appeared to stop him from enjoying the little girls but this time he was alone and no one was going to interfere.

“Down boy,” he called but had to cuff the dog with his fist before the Alsatian reluctantly jumped down from the back of the truck followed by the Collie.

“Get yourself out here,” he ordered the trembling little girl. “Do it or I’ll set the dogs back on you.”

As he stepped back the preteen girl slid across to the tailgate of the truck and sat on the edge, legs curled under her, looking fearfully at the dogs.

“Get right out now or I’ll turn them loose on you,” the Farmer shouted and crying in fear the young girl swung her legs over the tailgate and slid out of the truck to stand terrified and shaking in front of him.

“What’s your name girl?” The farmer asked.

It took the young girl several attempts to speak but finally she whispered “Jenny, Sir.”

“And how old are you Jenny,” the Farmer continued.

“Seven Sir,” came back the response. “Please let me go. I didn’t do nothin.”

“Ah but you did,” the Farmer corrected her and Jenny looked up in surprise. “You lifted your dress and wriggled your bum at me on Monday didn’t you?”

“But I had to. They wouldn’t let me join the gang if I didn’t do that,” the little girl answered. “I didn’t mean to upset you. I’m sorry mister. Please let me go?”

“Oh you didn’t upset me little Jenny, in fact I liked what you did, which is why I have brought you here,” he told her. “I want you to do it again. In fact I want you to do lots more things for me.”

“Please mister I want to go home,” Jenny whined. “I want my mum. I don’t want to be here,” she pleaded bursting into tears.

The Farmer loved it. This seven year-old child was his to do anything that he wanted to and his fertile mind had plenty of painful plans for her. Even though she was so young he felt no pity, just lust and excitement as he stared at her thin little body.

For several minutes the farmer just enjoyed watching her tremble in fear as she cried her eyes out but soon he became bored with that and wanted more.

“Bend over and show me your panties,” he said. “Do it like you did the other day.”

Jenny just carried on crying, ignoring his command.

“I’ll show you what happens if you ignore me,” he told the little girl and slapped his open hand hard across her face, knocking her to the ground.

Jenny screamed in pain and a red handprint marred the skin of her face.

Reaching out and grabbing her hair the farmer pulled Jenny painfully to her feet turning her to face away from him. “Now do as your told or I’ll really hurt you,” he warned. “Bend over and show me your panties. Now!”

Through her tears Jenny looked back over her shoulder and bent forward from the waist watching as the Farmer rubbed his crotch. “Lift your skirt and show me you bum,” he ordered and the little girl reached behind herself and pulled up her skirt.

The Farmer rubbed his crotch harder as he enjoyed the sight of the panty-clad bum of the little pre-teen. “Lift the skirt higher,” he ordered. Right up to your waist.”

Sobbing, Jenny complied with his orders pulling her tight skirt up around her waist and completely exposing her bum with her panties stretched tight to the horrible man. She could feel his eyes on her bum as it was thrust out, due to her bent over position, almost as if he were touching her.

“Keep your skirt up and get down on your hands and knees,” the Farmer ordered. “I want you to make friends with the dogs.”

Jenny dropped to her knees being careful not to let her skirt go. At an order from the Farmer the Collie came over and began licking her face, tickling her and causing her to giggle nervously despite the fright that she had felt earlier. She stroked the dog with her free hand while she held her skirt with the other.

Now the Farmer sent the Alsatian to her and Jenny tried to move away but with the collie on the other side she had nowhere to go. The big dog stopped and sniffed her face before it too began licking at her.

The little preteen stayed very still, scared of the big dog, as it’s huge tongue licked across her face. The dog recognising her fear became rougher, showing its dominance over the helpless young girl until a yellow stream started to run down the inside of the girl’s leg as she pissed herself in fright.

Sniffing at her the dog moved down to her exposed bum and pushed its damp cold nose between her legs causing Jenny to jump at its touch.

As the dog pushed harder Jenny jumped to her feet and sprinted for the barn door quickly followed by the two dogs. The Farmer smiled and allowed her to run across the yard and up across a large field until she began to tire, with the dogs snapping at her heels. With a piercing whistle the Farmer instructed the dogs to bring her back and immediately they began steering the girl until she was running back the way she had come, directly towards the Farmer.

Making one last effort to break away from the dogs Jenny felt one nip the back of her leg painfully causing her to drop to the ground and curl up into a ball. Walking up to where the crying girl had fallen the Farmer gripped her by the hair and forced her to her feet dragging her over to the barn door where she again collapsed in a heap.

“This all would have been much easier on you if you had just cooperated,” the Farmer told her, ignoring the fact that he was dealing with a frightened little seven year old. “Now I’m going to have to clean you up before we can carry on.”

Picking up two lengths of rope he tied them around the sobbing girl’s ankles and passed them around the hinges on the middle of the huge barn doors. Taking one he pulled on it, drawing the girl’s leg up into the air before doing the same to the other leg pulling this leg towards the opposite door frame. Alternating between the ropes the Farmer pulled little Jenny’s legs apart and up until her shoulders left the ground and she had to support herself as if she were doing a handstand but with her legs spread painfully. Still he pulled until thanks to the flexibility of her youth, Jenny was left with her legs almost at right angles to her body and her fingers only just touching the ground.

This position had not been achieved without many shrieks from the young girl as she felt that she would be torn in two. She now hung, breathing rapidly with her skirt around her waist and her panties completely exposed as they stretched across her pussy and bum.

The Farmer could feel his rock hard cock tight against his trousers as he looked down at the wet panties as they clung to the puffy lips of the little girl’s pussy and the crack of her ass, clearly outlining them for him.

Reaching out he pulled the little girl’s trainers from her feet and ran his fingers over her pretty little toes, pushing his fingers between each toe in turn before running his fingers up the inside of her legs. Reaching her knees he was aware of the wetness from her pee and sniffing at his fingers could smell the acrid smell of urine.

“You filthy little slut. I’m going to have to clean you up,” he told her and fetching a hosepipe from the wall he turned it on waiting for the water to feed through to pour from the end. Once the water was coming out of the end with a reasonable force he played it across the helpless girl’s pussy.

Jenny screamed as the water stung her skin, feeling as though he was sticking a dozen needles into her at once. She wriggled as if trying to move out of the way but that just caused her more pain as her limbs were already spread to breaking point. “Please no,” she begged over and over again but her cries fell on deaf ears as the Farmer enjoyed hurting her.

As the water poured over her body, the hem of Jenny’s little tee shirt was pulled down until it covered her face. The Farmer noticed her flat chest and her tiny pink nipples and felt his cock jump in appreciation but for Jenny the situation was much different.

With the tee shirt clinging to her face and being constantly soaked by the water Jenny couldn’t breath. She couldn’t even get her breath to scream and slowly as she hung there she began to weaken. It was only when the Farmer noticed in disappointment that her screams had halted that he stopped spraying her and knelt to pull the cloth from her mouth.

At last Jenny could breath and taking huge gulps of air into her mouth she slowly recovered, groaning occasionally from the pain to her limbs from her upside-down position.

“Please mister let me go,” she begged as she felt the Farmer pull her shirt down her body and off over her shoulders. As he pulled her hands from under her to get the garment off, her legs took the full strain and Jenny screamed as the pain tore through her as she felt as though she was being torn in two.

Now the Farmer undid her skirt and tried to slide it down and over her shoulders but it just wouldn’t go so standing up her fetched a pair of shears used on the sheep and sliced the material through allowing it to fall from her body.

Now Jenny hung upside down and spread open wearing just her panties. The Farmer could see the strain that her position was putting on her slim legs as the muscles stood up taut and hard under the skin. Sliding the blade of the shears under the material covering her crutch he snipped it across allowing the covering to slide back to expose her puffy little hairless slit.

Two more snips and the ruined panties dropped to the floor alongside the rest of her clothes leaving her hanging naked and exposed to his lustful stare.

After staring at the little girls sex for some minutes the Farmer picked up the hose again and continued to hose down her body. Using his fingers to spread open the lips of her pussy he sprayed the water into the crease to wash away any last vestige of piss ready for what he had planned next.

Finally the Farmer was satisfied and turning off the hose returned it to the wall before picking up a leather dog’s collar and returning to the girl. Standing so that his knees were against her chest he looked down at the helpless young girl before raising the leather collar and whipping it down onto the tender cheeks of her bum.

From where she hung Jenny didn’t see the Farmer raise the strap, she just felt her bum as it exploded in pain. Letting out an ear piercing scream Jenny twisted in an attempt to escape, regardless of the pain it caused to the muscles in her legs as the Farmer brought the strap down hard again causing new hurt.

“This is a lesson for you,” the Farmer shouted as he swung the strap down again and again on her tender flesh. “If you ever try to escape again your punishment will be even worse. Now I want you to promise that from now on you will do everything I tell you to or I will continue beating you.”

“Please. Please I will do anything. Please stop,” the young girl sobbed. “I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me any more.”

The Farmer looked down at the spread open girl’s pussy. He really wanted to lay some strokes down on the little slit in front of him but decided to save that pleasure for the next time he needed to punish her. Bending down he fastened the collar around her throat and going to the doorframes released her legs, allowing her to fall groaning to the ground.

“Leave the ropes on and crawl over to me,” he ordered and when little Jenny complied he attached a lead to the collar and led her further into the barn. Here there were stock pens for the sheep and a device for holding a sheep while it was examined.

The device consisted of two parallel metal bars that ran up and down in a grove between two stock pens. The space was small enough that when a sheep was led into it they couldn’t turn around and once it’s head was between the two bars it was helpless until it was released through the front once the bars were pulled out of the way.

It was into this device that Jenny was now led. She moved forward until her chin was over the lower bar at which point the farmer dropped the top bar down until it touched the back of her neck before locking it in place. Walking behind the little girl he tied the ropes attached to her feet to the stock pens either side of her, forcing her to keep her legs spread for him.

Now he stood up and stripped off his clothes before dropping to his knees behind his preteen victim. Jenny was lucky that her head was locked into position, as the sight of the farmer’s huge cock would have terrified her. As it was the farmer started to rub the young girl’s pussy with his callused fingers before attempting to insert his index finger inside her.

Squirming in pain Jenny screamed as she felt the finger penetrate her virgin hole as the farmer forced it inside her. For a few minutes he rubbed her with his finger but tiring of this the farmer grabbed his rampant cock and rubbed the lips of her pussy, smearing the little girl with his pre-cum.

Now he aimed his cock with one hand while gripping her tiny hip with the other and started to push his cock into her tight pussy.

As the young girl’s tiny passage was forced open around the farmers huge cock she shrieked in pain, wriggling her bum as she tried to escape the penetration but all she succeeded in doing was increase her attackers pleasure.

“Oh Yes!” The farmer cried out as his cock slid firmly into place inside the little preteens belly, her body squeezing his cock tightly as he held himself still and savoured the moment.

Now the Farmer pulled himself back until just the head of his cock remained in his victim before slamming back inside her with all of his force.

“Noooo!” She cried as the farmer slammed into her again and again driving himself into her harder and harder as if to punish the little preteen for all the pain he had suffered because of his liking for young girls.

It didn’t take long before the farmer felt his cock pulse and spurt after spurt of his hot cum sprayed against the young girls cervix unable to escape from her because she was plugged so tight by the huge cock.

As the farmer lay against her his cock shrunk to it’s normal size and a puddle of cum collected on the floor below, where it had leaked from the young girl’s sore cunt.

After recovering from the powerful feelings brought on by his rape of the preteen girl, the farmer walked around to stand before her and looked down at her sobbing, tear stained face.

Putting his hand on her jaw he squeezed until her mouth popped open and holding it there he used his other hand to guide his slime covered cock between her lips. Now he held her struggling head still in his big hands just enjoying the warm mouth and the tight lips on his cock before beginning to gently fuck her mouth.

As his cock got harder again the Farmer picked up the pace and buried his cock deeper and deeper, until the child was gagging each time he drove his cock into her tight throat. Taking a firmer grip the farmer drove forward and pulled the girl’s head towards him at the same time forcing himself into the preteen girl’s throat until his pubic hair was tight against her lips.

He held the young girl there for a moment, enjoying the panic in her eyes as she struggled to breath around the obstruction in her throat, before he pulled out and allowed her several breaths.

Again and again he fucked into her throat, each time increasing the time he held himself inside her until as she struggled to breathe, he felt the cum burst from the end of his cock and into his young victim’s bruised mouth.

After making her lick him clean the farmer stood up and was about to release the young girl when the two dogs started to lick the cum leaking from between her swollen pussy lips.

“Noooooooo,” the girl screamed as she felt one of the dogs raise himself up onto her back, his penis seeking out her cunt...