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   WARNING!!!

This work of fiction depicts sexual situations
of an extreme nature with a child.

If you are under 18, or are offended by such stories,
or it is illeagal to read such where you are,
   or have a cardiac condition, Then do not read!

In fact, you shouldn't be reading this stuff anyway!


The author does not condone or encourage any such
behaviour as depicted in this story.
_________________________________________________

                                   The Story of Melany O           by Pedro
Vila

   It's been two years since she was rescued from the man she claims was her
father. When she was recovered, she was covered with lacerations, was
bleeding internally, and in shock. The paramedics documented then removed
the leather bonds around her wrists, ankles, and neck, as well as the
multiple safety pins that had been pierced through various parts of her
genitalia.
   That was when she was six.
   Since then she has received hundreds of psychological exams as well as
intensive counseling telling her about the trauma she has live through and
how she was a victim of a cruel and sick monster. She continued to call the
monster "Daddy" however, and no attempt to locate documentation on her
origin was successful. She could not recall her last name or birthday and
didn't know her own mothers name as anything other then "Mom".
   The only other child recovered at the scene was only four, and although
she was placed with her parents afterward, neither she nor they could
provide any information on Melany.
   The only other source of information on Melany was the perpetrator of the
abuse on the children, Clyde Osborn, and could not talk as his jaw had been
broken during the arrest in a massive beating by the law enforcement
personal at the time of the arrest. The only information he provided,
through writing, was that in fact Melany was his daughter. However no
records at any hospital would back up his claim and further questioning was
impossible as he was shortly found hanging in his cell with his wrists tied
behind his back and a skull fracture which upon autopsy, showed he couldn't
have been conscious during the hanging.
   The final report ruled that it was a suicide.
   Melany was declared by the state to be an orphan but without any records
her last name couldn't be determined, and she continued to call herself
Melany Osborn after the man she swore was her father. The authorities were
reluctant to call her that as they had strong negative feelings about her
story and eventually agreed to call her simply Melany O. "O" being "Orphan".
Melany accepted the name and her rehabilitation began. It did not go
smoothly.
   After a year, Melany became moody and aggressive. She went from foster
home to foster home and soon four letter words were common to her
vocabulary. Much of this she learned from some of the other foster children
she met on the way. Some of whom were incest survivors and child prostitutes
and not all felt they were victims.
   By then, she had forgotten much of the events proceeding her foster care
as shock tends to provide mental blocks as well as her counselors attempts
to help her "move on" with her life.
   They changed her hair to a short 'pixie' cut and her body lost much of
it's baby fat, becoming slim and slightly wiry. In most cases, this would
make her look more like a boy, but her upturned nose and a smattering of
freckles along with a full lipped mouth offset that. Something about her
looked 'girl'.
   Around when Melany turned eight, she began to openly hate her foster
parents. She felt that they were caricatures of people who didn't know the
first thing about children. She became outright abusive. The counselors
reassured the continuing line of foster parents that this was a part of her
healing process and to just be patient.
   But the turning point for Melany came when she said something
particularly nasty to her then current foster father and in a fit of rage,
he spanked her bare butt with a belt.
   Melany came suddenly!
   Memories came flooding back to her. Fragmented images of being tied up, a
giant dogs face close up, and memories of large things sliding deep into her
body. But most of all, Melany remembered intense pleasure at the rough hands
of an adult man.
   As Melany came on her foster fathers lap, she could feel his hard legs
pressed against her belly and she instinctively reached back with her hands
and spread her butt cheeks apart. The foster father hit her three or four
times more before he saw what she was doing then he froze. Finally he pushed
her off of his lap onto the floor with a thud and stood staring in disbelief
as Melany lay fingering herself and quivering on the carpet in a fetal
position.
   She was shipped out to a new foster parent the next morning. No
explanation was given and no one knew what she had become. Melany was quiet
for the next week as she came to terms with her past and herself. She
finally decided that the last two years were bullshit. She realized that she
was not a victim either and in fact was different then other children.
   She liked the things she remembered. But she still didn't remember more
then fleeting images of those days. A woman fucking a horse and a feeling
that that was her mother. Another woman with large shiny rings on her
breasts and between her legs. A girl around her age tied up in different
positions. Same girls face real close and crying. "Daddy's" face in hers
with her arms around his neck and looking at her with a longing. She wanted
to remember more!
   After settling in, she tried to make her new foster father angry. She
tried everything she could think of but he would not touch her. He would not
get angry. She ended up losing alot of freedom and privileges. She turned to
hammering on her foster mother, but she endured it with infinite patience.
   Melany was frustrated. There were no other foster kids at this house and
she was not allowed to leave without both of them with her. She tried
running away but couldn't get out the damn door! Melany became sullen and
began to think. She tried thinking of more memories, but none came. She
ended up daydreaming about more memories. She imagined being tied up and
fucking dogs and horses.
   Melany began longing to experience it all for real. She had to get out of
here.
   First, she needed more freedom. She would never get out of this place
with her being watched as much as she was. Melany started playing "the good
girl" and after a month, won some personal freedom in the house. But there
were still no opportunities for escape.
   One day, a different opportunity presented itself. She found Viagra in
her foster parents medicine drawer. Melany pocketed one and waited for her
chance.
   It came a few weeks later.


   Melany's foster mother had to leave for the night when her sister became
ill. By now they were finally beginning to trust Melany so they agreed that
one night would be okay. Melany and her foster father had dinner alone that
night. Melany insisted on helping with the cooking. She was on her best
behavior.
   She even brought her foster father a glass of milk after dinner. This was
where she placed the Viagra. He tucked her into bed soon after and then went
to bed himself. She waited until she thought he was asleep and got up to
look in on him. She stopped at the closet and grabbed a Polaroid camera.
   He was asleep. She approached his bed and saw a lump in the middle of his
body. He was asleep and had a hard on! He seemed to be having pleasant
dreams for he was smiling. Melany slid back the covers and saw his hand in
his pajamas holding himself. She gently slid his pajama bottoms down and he
did not awake. There was no way he was going to interrupt this good dream!
   Melany put her hand on his cock and his hand dropped. she stroked him
gently and he started breathing deeply. Melany was feeling light headed. She
then leaned over and licked up the shaft of his cock. She was trembling with
excitement. She would be very disappointed if she didn't get to fuck him
tonight. Melany then took the head of his cock into her mouth and slid him
in to the back of her throat. He let out a high, soft moan.
   Now, the best part. While holding him deep in her mouth, she slid her
little panties off. Then, she quickly withdrew and set the timer on the
camera for a minute and a half, came back and gently got on the bed as not
to wake him, and straddled his waist. She could hear the timer whirring and
quickly wet her hand and ran it over her little cunt, then with the same
hand grabbed his hard cock and aimed it up to between her legs.
   Melany then lowered herself until he was pressing hard against her,
reached down to spread her cunt lips and sat with all her weight on it.  He
cried out in his sleep as he penetrated his eight year old foster daughter.
Melany had no time to think, she grabbed his hands by his wrists and brought
them to her waist as the camera flash went off.
   He sank as far in her as she had room and she dropped her hands to the
bed to hold her chest above him. He gripped her tighter on her waist and she
relaxed her body and wiggled her hips to get more of him inside her.
   Melany held a full grown cock in her little body and felt right for the
first time in years. But she didn't come yet. She was close, though.
   Melany started to fuck her foster father. She no longer cared about
waking him, she needed more. She would slide him most of the way out, then
sit hard plunging him deeper inside her. He may have been awake for a bit
but not fully aware of who he was fucking, either way, Melany started to
hurt inside and suddenly came. She clenched him tightly and lay on him
fully, and when she cried out, he opened his eyes and freaked out.
   He tried to throw her off but she held on to him locked in to his body as
he clawed at her arms. He looked at her in horror, then couldn't look any
more as he desperately tried to push her off while whispering, "Oh, god, oh,
god..."
   When Melany's orgasm finally begin to let up, he pried her off and fled
to the bathroom.  She lay there as waves of sensation rippled through her
little body. Her cunt throbbed in a way that seemed familiar. Melany
expected more memories of images, but this time she got memories of feelings
too. She remembered watching another little girl like her being raped and
tortured and the pleasure it gave her. So much so that she wanted to have it
happen to her too.
   It was almost like she couldn't control herself. Yes! Someone else was in
control. She was a toy, and others derived great pleasure from her body.
   Rosa!
   That was the other childs name! She was a friend of hers from before, but
became more to Melany when they became Daddy's girls. And a grown woman.
Someone who endured more than all of them.
   Melany heard the shower turn on. She got up and tried the door but it was
locked. she went to the dresser and picked up the Polaroid and took it to
the bed to look at. It was a good picture. It showed her straddling her
foster father wearing nothing but her tank top, back arched, shoulders up,
head down, and his cock clearly halfway inside her. His hands on her waist.
It looked like he was holding her down on him and she was trying to pull his
hands off of her. This turned her on more. Melany lay there lost in the
picture, dreaming.
   Eventually, the shower stopped and the foster father came out a little
while after. He didn't look at Melany, but said, "Your going back right now.
Pack your things." Melany just looked at him and a smile crept upon her
face. Finally, he turned to her. "Do you hear me? Move it!"
   Melany held the picture out to him. He took it and stood there in shock.
   "What.... What the hell....!" He stammered. Then he tore up the picture.
"God damn it, you are sick! You need help!" He reached out to grab her arm.
   "I have more." Melany said.
   He froze. "What do you mean? Give them to me!"
   "I hid them." Melany became smug.
   Her foster father grabbed her by the arms and shook her. "Your going to
give me those pictures and we're going to destroy them right now!"
   "No." Melany spit back. "I hid them and I ain't telling you where. And if
I feel like it, I'll tell everybody you raped me and tell them where they
are. Then you'll be fucked." He dropped Melany and fell on his ass, mouth
open. It didn't take him long to figure that she could ruin his life
forever.
   "But, why? I tried to help you. Why would you do this to me?" He was
almost in tears.
   "You don't get it, shithead! I like being fucked! I liked it when you
liked fucking me. Some people out there dream about a girl like me. I'd let
them do anything they want. I'd let you do anything you want." Melany laid
back provocatively, "I want you to fuck me. You fuck me all night and make
it hurt, and I won't tell anybody a goddamn thing."
   Melany's foster father was in shock. This was something way out of left
field for him. He still couldn't get a grip on all that was happening.
   Melany knew she had him by the balls. "You know you want me. Come and get
it you stupid shit. Teach me a lesson." She got on all fours and stuck her
ass out to him and wiggled it. "You got a belt? You can hit me as hard as
you want with it."
   He just sat there and felt like a stupid shit. 'Oh, god,' he thought.
'What have I gotten into?'
   "I mean it, fuck face. Don't just sit there." Melany was getting angry.
"Fuck me, slap me around, do something!"
   Melany's foster father gave up. "I'm sorry. I can't. I'm not that kind of
person."
   "You were fucking me fine before you wimped out on me. Take your hard on
pills if you have to."
   "I wasn't thinking of you." He replied. "Honestly I don't want young
girls. I don't like to be rough. I'm a gentle man. Why must you make me be
like this?"
   "Your a pussy!" Melany got up. "Fuck!" She was yelling, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck
fuck fuck!!!" as she left the room. Her foster father still sat there
staring at nothing. She came back in jeans and a sweat shirt and said, "Take
me to the fucking buss station. And give me some fucking money!"
   "In the middle of the night? You could be hurt. You might get raped or
kidnapped."
   "That's what I want, you fucking retard!" Melany had no sympathy for the
man. To her, he was an idiot.
   "You could be killed." He felt he made a compelling argument.
   "Anythings better then being stuck with you, asshole." Melany felt she
had a better argument. "Come on. You ditch me, and say I ran away. If I
don't get caught, nobody will know you fucked me. You'll be safe in your
boring little world. Say what ever you want, just don't let them find me."
   He could of sacrificed himself to save her. Gave up his freedom knowing
that he stopped a demented child from making a horrible mistake. Took his
lumps to do what he thought was right.
   He didn't, though.
   He numbly dressed and drove Melany to a bus station in the middle of the
night, bought her a ticket, Gave her forty seven dollars (it was all he
had), and stood there as she boarded a bus to the city where she was first
recovered. She didn't even look back.


   No one gave notice to an eight year old girl riding a bus across state
for the day. Melany had a tough look on her face, and when she got off at a
stop to eat something, she talked with a nice old lady getting off which
appeared like she was with an adult.
   As night came again, she sat in the back of the bus as usual and noticed
a weathered older tattooed man eying her. She leaned over to him and
whispered, "You wanna fuck me? I'll let ya." He was startled by this and
didn't answer. Melany winked and got up to go into the john. She didn't lock
the door.
   After five minutes or so, the door opened and the tattooed man came in
with her. She reached around him and locked the door, then pulled her pants
down to her ankles. He unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. It wasn't
hard so he stroked it a bit. As it began to grow, he suddenly pushed Melany
down to her knees and shoved her face against his cock. She took it into her
mouth as far as she could and it started to stiffen up rapidly.
   The man then pulled her back to her feet and turned her around, lifting
her off the floor, and slammed her against the wall of the john. He entered
her without warning and began to fuck her while she was pressed hard against
the wall. Melany "Huh"ed like a child and the man whispered things like,
"Your a dirty little girl." and "You baby slut" and "Child whore" and
"Little girl cunt". This made Melany start to cum and the man had to cover
her mouth to keep her quiet.
   Melany kept cuming until the man finally came in her. Then he pulled out
and it was over. Melany slid down to the seat, dazed. The man wiped his cock
with a kleenex and bent over to her sweaty face and kissed her on the lips.
   "Your a fantasy come true, child." He said. "Thank you." and with that,
he left. Melany sat there and glowed. She was just pumped in a public
restroom by a dirty old man. She wished another one would come in, but after
a while, she gave up and pulled her jeans back on and went back to her seat.
   An old lady turned around and looked at her suddenly and asked, "Were you
in there with that man earlier?"
   Melany gave the old lady a look like she was stupid and said, "I'm a
little girl. What would I be doing in a toilet with a grown up man? Sheesh,
lady." and turned away.
   The old lady looked confused and went back to her own business. The
tattooed man looked back after a bit and gave her a wink.


   When the bus pulled up to the city, Melany got off like she had someplace
to go. But when she got into the terminal all of her sureness left.
   Now what?
   She finally shuffled over and sat at a vacant seat. Why did she want to
come here anyway? It's not like anybody would be waiting for her, and she
didn't know where any of her memories happened anyway. Well, this was a bus
terminal in a large city at night. Maybe she could find somebody who would
want a preteen fuck toy here.
   Except there was a security guard here too. She looked around. Many
people were asleep on the seats or floors. Mostly couples and a few teenage
boys and girls, and a mexican family in the middle.
   None of these clowns would have any use for her. After a bit, Melany got
up and left. Outside, she stopped and looked around. Hardly anybody outside
either. No wait, a slightly balding guy in an overcoat in the bushes, and
he's looking at her.  He turns away when she looks back. Oh, yes. He wants
to fuck her real bad.
   Melany walks right up to him. He watches her approach.
   "You know you shouldn't be out here by yourself, little girl." He says.
He almost sounds like a cartoon. Like Droopy. "There are bad people out
here. You could get hurt."
   "Really?" She mocks. "Like how?"
   His eyes flash. "I mean it. You could get hurt bad."
   Melany puts her hands on her hips and sways them to the side. "By you?"
   This makes him angry and he stews for a minute. Then he comes to a
conclusion and suddenly grabs her by the throat and drags her into the
bushes. Melany is stunned for a second as she limply follows him into the
dark brush. He slaps her face hard but she doesn't fight. She is a rag doll
at his mercy.
   Melany is trembling with excitement! He pulls her top off then strips her
bottom half too. Melany is laying there wide eyed and naked on dirt and
sharp twigs. The droopy/man is confused. Why isn't she trying to get away?
He slaps her face again but she just spreads her legs for him.
   'Okay,' he thinks, 'Your asking for it.' He pulls out his pecker and jams
it into her crotch, fumbling in the dark and not very hard. He puts one hand
on her throat and starts to squeeze. This makes him hard and he rams it
home.
   Melany feels him put both hands around her throat and squeezes it hard.
She can't breathe and this makes her cum instantly. She leans her head back
for him to grip better then wrapped her arms and legs around him and lets
him fuck her.
   But the droopy/man realizes that this isn't what he wants and he lets go
of her suddenly, pushing her away. He zips up and runs off into the night
leaving Melany coughing and gasping naked in the bushes. Melany is not
satisfied and she wraps her legs around a bush and rubs the rough bark
against her cunt until it doesn't feel good any more.
   After laying there for a while, she pulls her underwear and jeans back on
in the dark with rocks, dirt, and leaves in her panties with her. She likes
the feeling of them. It feels like her cunt is dirty.
   Melany heads back to the bus terminal. she brushes the leaves out of her
hair and walks in like she owns the joint, takes a seat near the wall and
looks around. Nothing has changed much. Some salvation army looking lady is
talking to one of the teens. Probably trying to save her from a fun life.
   The lady looks very familiar to Melany. A memory flash of big brass
nipple rings and Melany knows who the lady is. She walks up to the lady who
is talking to the teen and stands there until they both look at Melany.
   "Hi Diana." Melany says. The lady looks caged for a bit, then sudden
realization hits her.
   Diana breaks out into a big grin, "Hello, Melany."


   "What are you doing here?" Diana asks.
   "I ran away. Can I stay with you?" Melany asks back.
   Diana leans back and considers. "Why?" She suspects it's a trap.
   Melany leans in to Diana's ear opposite from the teen and whispers, "I'll
let you do anything you want with me." Diana instantly knows this is true
and embraces Melany. This looks perfectly innocent to everyone around.
   It's not.
   Diana is holding Melany with lust.
   Diana turns back to the teen, "Come with us."
   The teen is unsure as she's a recent runaway herself. "I don't know."
   Melany gets it. Diana is looking for a toy. She helps out. "I know what
you want." she tells the teen. "You want to be treated like a grown up. You
want to be a big girl and not have to listen to some moron tell you what
they think is right for you." The teen nods. "Last time I stayed with Diana,
I was treated like a full grown adult and I did adult things."
   Melany wraps her arm around Dianas neck and says, "I'm gonna live with
Diana and I won't never have to go back."
   The teen looks at Diana, "I thought you were going to try to make me find
god or something."
   "No." Diana answers. "I want to give you a new life. One your parents
don't want you to have."
   "You got to see for yourself." Melany says again. "You won't believe it!"
She turns to Diana. "Take me home."
   Diana gets up. This is much better than she thought it would turn out.
She can always get the boys a teen runaway some other time. But someone like
Melany comes once in a lifetime, and this is Diana's second chance with her!
As they leave, Diana sees that the teen is following them to her car. "Then
you want to come with us?" She asks her.
   "Anythings better then this stupid bus place." the teen answers. Diana
holds the back door open for her and she gets in. Melany gets in front with
Diana and looks back at the teen with a huge grin. The girl in the back seat
has dark brown hair, short with a stocky build, with dark brown eyes.
   "What are you grinning at, shortstuff?" The teen quips.
   "What's your name?" asks Melany.
   "Julie"
   "Hi. I'm Melany." The car heads out. "How old are you?"
   "Fourteen. How old are you?"
   "I'm eight." ,Melany declares. "Why did you run away?"
   "My dad tried to get in bed with me. Why did you run away?"
   "My foster father wouldn't let me do what I wanted to do."
   "What did you want to do?" Julie asks.
   Diana knowingly stops the conversation. "Melany, if the cops see you out
of a seatbelt, they'll pull us over." Melany sits down forward.
   "I'll tell you later."



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