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Subject: {ASSM} Angels Scream Chapter 2 (M/g pedo rape tort anal nc)
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Angels Scream Chapter 2 (M/g pedo rape tort anal nc)

DISCLAIMER:
	This story is not for everyone and may contain but is not limited 
	to some quite graphical depictions of children and adults of all 
	ages and both sexes in extreme sexual situations

	These may include but are not limited to rape, sexual torture and 
	brutal murder. If this subject matter offends you or you are under 
	18 then don't read it.

	The Things depicted herein are purely fiction. I as the 
	Author do not condone any of the actions depicted.

	If you've got past that I'm going to assume that like me 
	you are a sick fuck who gets off on the rape and torture 
	of pre-teens.
	If not what the fuck are you doing reading this?
	
	The Story codes are MM/Fggb pedo tort rape oral anal sad nc snuff
	For this chapter M/g pedo tort rape anal nc
	
	If you wish to contact me the author I can be reached at
	
	Alocer_Loki@yahoo.com

Thanks, enjoy the story. 

Alocer Loki


Chapter 2

The doorbell woke me. It rang repeatedly in my head and I shifted in the 
armchair and rubbed my eyes, I must have dozed off. I glanced up at the clock on 
the wall.  I glanced up at the clock on the wall and yawned. It was nearly half 
eight, Amy would definitely be missed by now. I slowly got to my feet and rubbed 
my aching neck.

The bell rang again in fact that was probably the search party, or the police 
now, "Alright I'm coming," I muttered.

I walked out into the hallway and to the front door, I turned the lock and 
pulled it open. I looked, blinked, and looked again, it was Amy's mother, the 
brunette looked nothing like her daughter, her long dark hair hung loose around 
her shoulders. The curls were something new a perm or something I guessed. The 
way she stared at me, it made me feel that she knew I had Amy, the red rings 
that circled her eyes were a clear sign that she had been crying. "Elaine," I 
said, "what's wrong?"

She just stared at me silently for what seemed like forever, my heart thumped so 
hard in my chest I could have sworn she must have heard it. Fresh tears started 
to drip from her eyes and finally, "She's gone," she whimpered, "He hit her and 
she ran away."

"Who?" I asked, I gave an internal sigh of relief.

"Amy," sobbed Elaine.

"But she's only five," I said, "How could she run away?"

Elaine shook her head, "I don't know," she mumbled, "But she did she even left a 
note, saying bye bye mummy." 

Elaine choked and her hands came up and covered her face I wanted to reach 
forwards and comfort her, but I didn't. This is all I needed at the moment, I 
had to get her away, "I've not seen her," I said.

"I know," murmured Elaine, "The police are looking for her, but I'm so worried, 
and..."

"What is it?" I urged.

"I need a place to stay Ian, I can't go back to that bastard."

I hesitated, as much as I wanted to help her, I couldn't bring myself to let her 
jeopardise my plans for her daughter. "I..." I began.

Elaine nodded, "It's okay Ian I understand," she mumbled, "I should go home 
anyway in case she comes back."

"That's probably for the best," I said.

"Yes, do me a favour Ian," she said.

"Sure."

"Come by in the morning, have a word with Fred please," she said.

I nodded, "Sure hon," I said, "But it has been a few years since he's listened 
to me."

"You used to be friends, try."

"I will," I said.

"Why did we break up?" she then asked.

That one took me off guard, "Because you thought I was molesting Amy," I said 
putting a hint of bitterness in the tone.

Elaine was silent for what must have been a minute, "I am sorry Ian, I know you 
didn't do it. Just with everything that was happening it was just so easy to get 
an idea put into your head, I made a mistake."

Actually I had been molesting Amy but that was beside the point, well I'd 
stopped a little while before the trial anyway, "It's okay I understand," I 
said.

"I'd better go," she said without another word turned left and walked down the 
street. 

I stood watching her go when a police car pulled up outside. I smiled as one of 
the two men got out and approached me, "Hi Carl," I said, "Here to collect Amy I 
take it?" 

The tall policeman tipped his hat and said, "And what do you know about Amy?" he 
asked.

"Well a little birdie told me she ran off this morning," I said.

"Will you stop fucking me about Ian and tell me what you know," said Carl.

I pointed down the road towards Elaine she was still in quite plain view walking 
away from me, "You see that loverly woman. Now how did I know when little Emma 
Finch went missing."

Carl sighed, "That's Elaine Ellis I take it," he mumbled.

I smiled and nodded, "Goodbye Carl," I said.

"Look Ian, sorry to keep coming over like this, orders, you understand," said 
Carl.

"You say that every time. But every time you think I've got them," I said.

"Bye," the man turned around and made his way back to his car. 

I yawned and turned to go back inside. I was hungry, I'd do myself some dinner, 
and Amy something as well. Then I could have some fun.



What do you feed a five-year-old slave slut? I like my toys to have some kick in 
them so you've got to feed them something, or she'd be too weak to be any fun. 
It just seemed that the burger and chips I'd cooked up for my little slut was 
too good for her. Well I suppose it didn't matter, I'd think of something more 
appropriate in the morning. I took the food and locked myself into the cellar, 
and headed down the stairs. I put her food onto one of the boxes and went to the 
wall to uncover her door. I'd have to clear this place out a little. Give me a 
little more space in which to play with Amy. The cellar was effectively 
soundproof, even if you were stood just outside the door it was unlikely that 
you'd hear anything coming from down here.

I opened the door into Amy's room, now this place was one hundred percent sound 
proof, but really too small to be of any use.

I walked over to the small cage and looked down on my little girl. She was 
asleep curled up tied hand and foot with the filthy gag holding her baby 
knickers inside her mouth. The mere sight of it was enough to make me hard.

I kicked the side of the cage and my little angel jerked awake. She tried to 
move but there was only enough room for her to raise her head to look at me. 
Tears welled in her big blue eyes and she moaned into her gag.

I smiled and crouched down in front of her, "I've just spoken to your mummy," I 
said, "She said that I'm allowed to keep you forever and ever."

Amy shook her head.

I shrugged and unfastened the catch on the side of the cage and pulled the 
little girl out. 

I sat down on the floor and laid the little child across my lap so as she was 
facing towards the ceiling. I place my hands on her small firm stomach and she 
started to squirm. I frowned and reached down and slapped her across the face, 
"Be still," I snapped at her.

The child whined quietly but stayed still. I smiled and place my fingers on one 
of the few welts still present on her body from her whipping. I ran my fingers 
gently along it to where it crossed her belly button. As I pushed my finger 
inside her little naval I got a little giggle, she must be ticklish. 

I continued to touch my little toy. I ran my hands up over her chest and then 
across her neck and to her face. Gently I wiped away her tears and lent down to 
give her a soft kiss on her forehead. Some of the fear had gone from the little 
ones eyes but they still glared accusingly at me. I drew my fingers down from 
her face and back to her chest. With one finger from each hand I slowly circled 
her small pink nipples. Then taking them in my fingers I started to gently pull 
and squeeze on them.

 Letting her nipples go I made my way down towards her smooth hairless snatch. I 
gently drew my finger down her small slit and eased it between her closed 
thighs. Amy shifted a little and parted her legs a little. The best she could 
with her ankles bound I supposed. This child at least remembered something from 
the times I molested her. I never hurt her during those times, I always 
regretted that, in the same way I regretted never fucking this little slut. I 
pushed a finger inside her little cunt and pressed it up against her hymen, glad 
to find that nobody had done the honours for me.

My other hand moved underneath her to grope her big baby bum. I squeezed on it 
and then worked my fingers between her cheeks searching out her asshole. I 
finally found it and started to push my finger inside. Amy whined loudly and her 
bottom half moved trying to get away from the pain in her ass, "I said don't 
move," I snapped.

Amy froze, tears coming to her eyes again.

"If you disobey me again I'll have to punish you," I said.

Amy whined into her gag.

My stiff cock pressed against her back and I had one finger inside her pussy the 
other working its way inside her asshole. I continued pushing my finger inside 
her little bum hole. Amy whined and groaned and as I forced deeper she shifted 
again, I smiled at her, a cruel smile if such a thing exists. Amy seemed to 
sense my mood and her head shook from side to side, I nodded, "You've been a bad 
girl and I'm going to have to punish you again."

Amy moaned.

I pulled my fingers from inside her and untied her gag, I wanted to hear this 
child beg, then I wanted to hear her scream. She spat out her knickers and 
didn't disappoint me, "Please Uncle Ian, I want go home. Please don't punish me 
it hurt," she moaned.

"You can't go home," I said, "Your mummy said I have to keep you forever."

"You're a liar!" cried Amy.

"Now," I said, "That isn't a very nice thing to say. I'm going to have to punish 
you for that as well now."

"But you said..." started Amy.

"It doesn't matter what I said you are my slave slut and you are not allowed to 
say bad things about me."

"No!" cried Amy and she started to squirm on my lap again.

Watching her wriggle was actually quite satisfying, but it was also another 
excuse to hurt her, not that I really needed much of an excuse, "And you moved 
again," I said, "You really are a bad little slut, I'm going punish you three 
times now."

"I'll be good," whined Amy, "Please don't hurt me I'll be good."

I never did understand why children tried that one. Or for that matter why their 
parents so often gave into it. Still there was nothing short of death could have 
stopped me hurting this child now. "It's too late hon," I said, "You should have 
been good in the first place."

"PLEASE!" urged the child.

I laughed, "No baby slut, your getting your punishments and that is it."

"PLEEEAAASSSE!" she tried again.

I shook my head I really was enjoying this, "No darlin," I said, "I'm going to 
beat your big fat bum until its all red and hurting."

"NO Please uncle Ian I'll be good I promise, I'll suck your willy please!"

Now that was a first, a little child offering a sexual favour to get her off the 
hook, "I said no."

"It's not fair," she cried.

"I know that but you are still going to be punished, and after I have smacked 
your bum I am going to push my willy inside it. How much bigger is my willy than 
my finger? Think how much more it will hurt."

The little girl seemed to understand, and amidst her tears she tried again, 
"PLEASE uncle Ian don't push anything inside my bum it hurts, don't hit me I'll 
be good honest."

I stood up picking my little slut up with my, I hugged her small body tight just 
savouring the moment, I pressed my mouth to hers kissed her pushing my tongue 
against her lips, "If you don't want another punishment I suggest you open your 
mouth," I said. 

The little whore opened her lips and I slipped my tongue inside. Using one arm 
to hold her I slid the other down over her bum and squeezed the globes of flesh. 
I was going to enjoy this. With my tongue still inside her mouth I carried Amy 
into the cellar. I pulled my tongue out and sat Amy on the box next to her 
dinner. The child looked down on the food and licked her lips, she looked up at 
me, "Please can I have some food?" she asked.

"Yep," I said, "Just as soon as I have given you your punishment."

Her lower jaw started to shudder and her head dropped forwards and she started 
to sob loudly. I started to look through some of my boxes, I knew I had 
something around there I could use to hit the girl. I found it in the form of an 
extremely old Table Tennis paddle. This thing must have been at least a decade 
old. Still it was in good order and would hurt her lovely bum. It would have 
been better if I had something to drill some holes in it with, but I couldn't be 
bothered to do that at the moment I was impatient to hurt my little angel. 

I showed the paddle to Amy and said, "This is what I'm going to use on your 
bum," I said, "It will hurt lots I promise."

"NO!" screamed the child, "I won't be bad again."

"And if you are I'll punish you again, but you've got to get your punishments 
for all the things you've already done."

"One more chance!" sobbed the child.

Jesus this child was long winded, I set the paddle down on one of the boxes and 
went to Amy. I put my hands on her waist and lifted her and carried her to where 
I'd left the paddle. I sat on the box, and positioned her over my knee. Still 
the little slut tried again, "Please don't ple-iiieeee," she broke off in a 
scream.

I sighed that was better and hit her a second time. You'd think after the 
whipping I'd given her earlier that a little spanking would be like a welcomed 
break, but the fucking fuss this child made as I paddled her ass was 
unbelievable. I didn't want to tell Amy this, I wanted it to be a surprise, but 
the paddle was just to warm her ass up for the caning she was going to get 
before I raped her, but my cock was annoying me now and I desperately needed to 
cum, which is why I was going to bugger her first.

I put the paddle down only when my arm became too tired to deliver a decent 
blow. Amy had stopped screaming but was just crying in a long loud whine, her 
ass had turned a delightful red-purple colour and there would definitely be some 
bruising. Quite painful for her to sit down I should think. Great. I really 
needed to give myself some relief now.

I picked up the child and stood her on the floor, I lent her over the box in her 
state Amy just stayed in the position I put her. I started to squeeze her bum 
getting no few loud whines from the little slut. I pressed my finger against her 
asshole and pushed it in, "OWW!" cried little Amy. Her bum wriggled and I pushed 
deeper, "No more!" she cried.

Then I remembered, "Shit," I muttered to myself, I'd forgotten the lubricant.

I had some Vaseline in the bathroom cabinet but that meant going to the 
bathroom, "If you move from this spot and I'll punish you again," I told her and 
left the room to go get the Vaseline.

When I got back into the cellar Amy was still stood bent over the box like I'd 
left her, but I guess with her legs tied she wouldn't have got very far if she 
had tried. "You're a good girl," I told her.

"Are you going to still punish me more?" she asked hopefully.

"Oh yes," I said, "You can't delete punishments, just prevent yourself from 
earning more." Well actually she couldn't do that either, but she was my 
ignorant little slave slut she didn't need to know that.

Amy whined, "Please no more," she whimpered.

I approached her and gave her bum a squeeze getting a yelp from my angel slut. I 
reached down to her feet and untied them, "Don't you even think about trying to 
run from me," I told her, "I want you to spread your legs," Amy sniffed and did 
as she was told.

I unscrewed the top from the tub of Vaseline, and dipped my finger inside it. 
Using one hand I pulled one of her ass cheeks to get a look at her small 
asshole. I pressed my finger against the little hole and started to work the 
Vaseline into it. The child groaned as I finger-fucked her bum. "There," I said, 
"It's not so bad is it."

"No," sobbed Amy.

"Well you wait until I fuck it," I laughed, "Cause it's gonna hurt like hell."

"I don't want you to!" she cried.

I smiled, "What don't you want me to do?" I asked.

"No you'll punish me if I say it. It's a bad word."

I laughed, "Don't worry pet, I want you to say it I won't punish you."

"Your lying," cried Amy.

"Now you little slut," I growled, "What have I told you about calling me a 
liar."

"SORRY!" screamed Amy, she tired to get up but I put a hand on her back keeping 
her firmly in place.

"Now say it," I said, "What don't you want me to do."

"I-I don't want you to to," she paused, "fuck my bum."

"Well tough luck gal cause I'm gonna," I laughed.

I rubbed Vaseline on my cock and looked at the little slut, she was a little low 
down for me to get into her comfortably. "Amy I want you to walk to the stairs 
okay?"

The little girl stood up and looked at me and cautiously walked towards the 
sitars stopping at the bottom. "Get on the bottom step and bend over," I told 
her.

Amy put her thumb in her mouth and walked up the first step. I saw he look up at 
the closed door but rather than chance another punishment the angel leant over, 
she even spread her legs for me. That was much better. I rested one hand on her 
waist and used the other to get the head of my cock resting against her tiny 
brown hole. As I pushed the child screamed. She tried to stand up but I grabbed 
her by the waist with both hands and forced inside. My head popped in though 
with some effort, but finally I was inside my little slut. I started to fuck her 
ass slowly, the Vasline was soon added to by blood and my forceful buggery of 
this child got easier with each stroke. I knew better than to pound her ass as 
hard as I could but that didn't stop me from picking up speed encouraged by the 
cries and screams I brought from Amy's lips. I was extremely worked up by now 
and it took only a few strokes before I blasted her with cum up the ass. I 
gasped and grunted and my legs almost gave way. I kept my cock inside her until 
it went flaccid. 

I took it out from the child's bum and smiled, as I watched blood and cum 
dribble from her tiny, if now gaping, asshole.

I reached down and picked the crying girl up. I turned her around so she was 
facing me and hugged her, "There, there," I said, "It's all done now."

All I got was a choked sob in response.

I looked into her crumpled up face and smiled. I stuck my tongue out and started 
to work it between her lips. My little slut obediently opened her mouth for me 
to get inside and I stood searching her mouth for a few minutes. Finally I took 
my tongue back out and said, "How about something to eat?"

Little Amy sniffed, "Yes please," she squeaked.

I carried my angel across to the box and sat her down. She let out a little yelp 
as her sore bruised backside pressed down against the hard wood but one look 
from me was enough to stop her from trying to get up. I smiled and picked up a 
chip with my fingers and held it to her mouth, Amy glanced up at me then opened 
her mouth to take a bite. 

"I can do it," she said once she swallowed.

"Yep I know, but that means I'll have to untie your hands, and then tie them 
when I continue your punishments." I tore off some burger and held it up for 
her.

Amy took it into her mouth and started to chew. I fed her all of like that food 
like that, it took a little while but I didn't care, I needed my cock to get 
back to life anyway.

Once she had cleared all of her dinner away I smiled at her and said, "Okay 
ready for your second punishment?"

"Hey!" cried Amy, "I can count you know?"

"I didn't say you couldn't," I said.

"I've had two!" she said.

"And what were they?" I asked.

"You smacked me with the bat and..."

"Go on baby slut say it," I said.

"And you fucked my bum," she whispered.

"Now you see you are only half right. Only the spanking was a punishment. A 
fucking is never a punishment okay. I am going to hit your bum with a stick then 
fuck you here," I tapped her between the legs, "Then hit you some more for your 
third punishment and then fuck you in the mouth."

"No please don't," begged Amy.

I put my arm around the little girl and pulled her into me and hugged her, "I 
can't stop now you've not learned your lesson."

"Yes I have," sobbed Amy.

"So what is the lesson?"

"Do what you say and don't call you names," moaned Amy.

"Well there is a third lesson, if I tell you I am going to do something I am 
going to do it, and no matter what you say or do I am still gonna do it."

Amy started to struggle in my embrace but I kept a firm hold of her, "Now 
darling, don't try and get away or I'll have to punish you a fourth time."

Amy stopped struggling and broke into a series of sobs. I hugged her tighter, 
and said, "Right you ready for your caning."

"No!" spat Amy.

"Oh too bad," I sighed, and stood up picking her up with me. I put little Amy 
onto the floor and forced her to lie across one of the boxes, "Now fuck baby I 
don't want you to move okay?" I said

"Ah huh," replied Amy.

I left her there and walked around the back of the box where I had stored 
various pieces of wood from when I'd stripped out the living room. I found a 
thin stick about ten feet in length an inch wide and about quarter of an inch 
thick. I snapped a good three-foot from it and went back to Amy. I stood the end 
on the box so that Amy could see it, "Oh PLEASE Uncle Ian don't hit me with 
that," she sobbed.

I smiled and lifted the stick and rested it on the baby girl's already deeply 
bruised ass. I saw her lovely bum tense as she awaited the first blow. Not to 
disappoint I pulled the stick up. It whistled down and struck with a satisfying 
snap. Amy yelled and tried to get away. I reached down with my left hand and put 
it on her bound hands and pushed her into the box. The little child's legs 
flapped though it wasn't getting her anywhere. Still holding her down I hit her 
again. 

I shivered and grinned, this felt SO good. I hit the screaming child again. Her 
little form was squirming trying to get away from the source of pain but I held 
her fast and hit her again. It was like my arm was on a piston I just kept 
hitting her the louder the screams the better. 

It was my cock that got the better of me in the end. I was just so worked up. 
After what must have been at least forty strikes of the stick I needed relief. I 
dropped the cane and grabbed the child from the box.

All the fight had long gone out of her and I held her close as she sobbed 
pitifully in my arms, "I'm going to fuck you in the cunt now," I said into her 
ear.

The only reaction I got was a slightly louder sob. I smiled and put the girl 
back onto the box facing up this time. I went back to the foot of the stairs and 
collected the pot of Vaseline. I went back to the little slut and spread a good 
dollop around and into the tiny hole, it would be a fight to get into this one. 

I wiped some more Vaseline onto my cock and pressed the head against her little 
hole. With some effort I pushed the head inside and pressed it against her 
hymen. I reached down and took her face in my hand and turned it so I could see 
her, "Do you want me to fuck you?" I asked.

"No," moaned the little girl.

"Yes you do," I told her, "You will ask me to fuck you."

"No," she said again.

"Oh well," I mumbled, she'd learn, and I needed a fuck.

I started to push against her hymen wanting to make this moment last as long as 
possible. Slowly it gave way and my baby angel screamed finding renewed energy 
from somewhere she started to squirm. I pressed in further, I didn't want to 
damage her too much yet so I refrained from trying to force my whole cock inside 
her. Blood seeped from her cunt and I pulled out a little to see my cock had 
been smeared with a liberal amount of it. I smiled and pushed back in.

The going was slow but heavenly nonetheless. This had to be the best fuck I'd 
ever had. I started to build up speed pleased to hear the desperation of her 
screams increase as well. The look of agony sculpted into the little girls face 
was getting me off already, and it wasn't long before my cock jerked and filled 
her baby cunt with globs of hot sticky cum.

I leant over and kissed the sobbing child on the mouth pushing my tongue inside 
once more. She didn't take much notice of me and I pulled out and frowned. I'd 
give her a couple of hours before I finished her punishments. 

I climbed off of her and walked around the box and used some of that lovely 
golden hair to clean my cock and draped it over her face. I retrieved the 
washing line and used it to bind her feet again. 

I retrieved her knickers and the dirty rag and reapplied the gag. The child 
didn't make any kind of move while I did this. I guess she was just too tired 
from all the pain and exertion. I picked her up and carried the moaning and 
crying girl into her bedroom and put her away. I switched off the light as I 
left and closed the door and pushed the bookcase back against the wall.





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