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From: subpuppet <subpuppet@usa.net>
Subject: {ASSM} A Child's Toy - Part 1 (MF ped nc rape tort D/s)
Date: Sun,  1 Jul 2001 23:10:04 -0400
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NOTICE:  This story involves children under age 12, forced degradation 
and submission of an adult female, rape and torture.  It is strictly a 
work of fiction.

(c)Copyright 2001 subpuppet.  Permission is granted to download this 
story for personal use only.  It may not be published in any other forum, 
web site or book without my prior permission.  Email:  subpuppet@usa.net
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A Child's Toy
By: subpuppet

Chapter One


"Find out where the woman lives, then report back to me with her 
location," the man ordered. "It still amazes me. Here we were 
looking far and wide and you found what we were looking for down the 
street on a fucking bus. All because you were horny that morning." He 
laughed then motioned his head toward the three eight year old girls 
sitting in the corner. 

"Take one of them and enjoy her for the next couple of days. Just 
make sure she is alive and not in need of a Doctor when you return her."
 
The man bowed in thanks and led one of the girls away. Later that 
evening, after reporting back with the woman's location, he returned to 
his home and entered the hidden, sound proofed room. The girl began to 
scream as he approached her.

Linda returned home from work, exhausted after a long busy day. She 
peeled her clothes off as soon as she shut the front door then went into 
the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She padded into the 
bathroom, filled the bathtub with water and slid into the warmth to soak. 
She soon drew drowsy and began to doze. She didn't hear the front door 
open. The next thing she knew there was a large man in the bathroom. 
Before she could scream he reached her and placed his large hand firmly 
over her mouth. He shoved his face close to hers.

"If the cunt behaves, you won't get hurt. If you try to fight me, I will 
make sure you never do so again," he growled. His eyes went to the 
gun sticking out of the top of his pants, Linda's eyes followed. Seeing 
the gun her eyes grew large in fright, she nodded. "Good girl," he said 
with a sadistic smile. 

He pulled her out of the bathtub and pushed her onto the cold, tile 
floor. Pulling his hard dick out of his pants he mounted her and 
pushed his dick into her ass hole. Linda cried out from the excruciating 
pain but the man pushed his hand back over her mouth to quiet her. Then 
with animal lust he brutally raped her, plunging his dick in hard and 
fast, again and again and again. Lisa couldn't quit screaming, the pain 
was so great but his hand kept her sounds muffled. Within ten minutes his 
orgasm came and he collapsed on top of her. 

Once he caught his breath he looked around for something within reach. 
Finding the perfect object, he picked up a nearby shampoo bottle and 
showed it to the woman. Fear filled her face which only made him smile 
before he plunged the bottle into her cunt and raped her again. When he 
finished with her, the woman was crying hysterically and pleading for him 
to stop. Too bad she didn't know how aroused it made him when a woman was 
in such a state he thought to himself. 

Still not done with her, he drug her out of the bathroom and into the 
kitchen. Dropping her on the floor her rummaged through the cabinets 
until he found a large cooking pot. He placed the pot on the floor and 
then ordered the woman to get to all fours and place her head inside the 
pot. She still had enough left in her at that point to refuse but a hard 
kick to her side from his boot was enough to get her to comply. Once her 
head was in place he pissed on her head and into the pot. She tried to 
removed her head but he pushed her head down and ordered her not to move.

Taking his gun in his hand he banged it against the side of the pot.

"Hear that. That's my gun. It's what's going to rape you with next. I'd 
advise you to remain perfectly still." The woman began to scream.

"Shut the fuck up!" he yelled at her. "Which would you rather 
have happen? Would you rather die or would you rather get raped?" 
When she did not respond he banged the gun against the pot again. "
Answer me!!" he yelled. From inside the pot, her voice shaking in fear, 
she said she didn't want to die.

"Then that leaves getting raped doesn't it. Perhaps you should beg 
me to rape you. That way I won't misinterpret what you just said and 
mistakenly kill you."

"Rape me," Linda said quietly.

"What the fuck kind of begging is that?" he demanded to know,
 banging the gun against the pot again. "Don't try my patience, whore! 
Say, 'Please, I beg you to please, rape me with your gun. I don't want to 
die.' I expect it to sound convincing because after all, being raped IS 
better than dying." he said with a laugh.

Linda took a ragged breath. 
"Please, I beg you..........please..........rape me with...........your 
gun. I don't want to die."

"Louder." He demanded.

Linda said the words again, louder. She was trying desperately not to get 
hysterical.

"Good." He pushed the barrel of the gun into her cunt and began 
fucking her. When she didn't move her hips up and down the barrel he 
spoke. 

"Hmmm, I would think that a whore like you, one who likes black men 
rubbing against her on a bus and crawling in the dirt after them, would 
be eagerly fucking this gun." Linda's head shot up out of the pot in 
surprise.

"Put your fucking head back down in the pot and start fucking this gun 
or else I'll pull the trigger and watch the bullet shoot out the top of 
your head." he said in a calm voice which scared Linda even further.

Slowly, Linda began moving her ravaged cunt back and forth on the gun. 
Fear consumed her. What if the gun went off accidently? She began crying 
and shaking again.

"There now. That's MUCH better," he cooed as he watched her 
hump the gun. "Since you're being SUCH a good girl, I'm going to reward 
you with a little lubrication." Linda felt an oily, cold substance drip 
down the crack of her ass, down her cunt. The pain in her cunt began to 
lift. She glided back and forth on the barrel now. 

"See what happens when you do what I tell you to do. Now, move that cunt. 
Faster!" Linda obeyed and the man, too, began moving the gun in and out 
of her faster. Soon, a deep, soulful sigh floated out of the pot. 

"What is THAT I hear? I do believe this is actually feeling good to the 
whore." He reached over, grabbed a handful of her hair with his free 
hand and pulled her head up out of the pot. At the same time, he pulled 
the gun out of her cunt and rammed his hard dick into her cunt, his 
pelvis slamming again and again against her ass. To her horror, Linda 
found herself meeting his thrusts just as intensely. This can't be 
happening she screamed at herself inside. The raping continued and she 
soon felt herself growing close to an orgasm as the thrusting became more 
savage. 

Then, suddenly, he pulled his dick out and whipped her body around to 
face him. Grabbing hold of both sides of her head by her hair he plunged 
his dick deep into her mouth, ramming himself into the back of her 
throat. Linda choked and fought to breath but he held on tight. His 
pelvis thrusting back and forth without mercy.  Snot began coming out her 
nose. Her screams became hysterical but were muffled by his cock. 'I 
can't breath! I can't breath' 'i'm going to die' she screamed inside. 
Again and again he rammed his cock in and out of her mouth; not caring 
whether she was choking, not caring if she even survived.  He was dazed 
with animal lust.  Then his orgasm exploded and with one final hard 
thrust he filled the woman's mouth with his cum. When his dick was done
pulsating he pulled his dick out of her mouth and pushed her to the 
floor. 

Linda coughed violently, struggling to suck air into her oxygen deprived 
body as she lay fetal on the floor, the cum oozing out of her mouth. She 
prayed this was finally over. All she wanted to do was to sleep and then 
wake up to find she had only been dreaming.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I'm far from done with you, whore," he 
said when he saw her start to drift away.

Barely able to get the words out, Linda begged him not to hurt her 
anymore. She promised she wouldn't tell anyone what happened. Please, she 
begged.

"But if I quit hurting you then I wouldn't have any more fun. And that 
just can't happen. Get up and put this shirt on. You're coming with me," 
he commanded.

"NOOOOoooooooooo!" Linda cried out. He immediately put the gun 
inside her open mouth and pulled the trigger. "I don't believe you 
understood me so let me repeat myself; which, by the way, I HATE to do 
but I'll allow it this one time. PUT....THE SHIRT.....ON....NOW," he 
roared at her.

He removed the gun from her mouth. Linda took the shirt and slipped her 
arms in. She shakily tried to button the shirt but with no energy left 
she soon dropped her arms in defeat.

Since it was still dark outside, and quite late, he was able to transport 
her back to his home without being seen.



 

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