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* THE MILLER CHRONICLES: INTRODUCTION part III by raymond             *
* STORY CODES: Mg, g, cons, oral, pedo                                *
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**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE ****************************
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* This story is fiction.  Yes, that's right - Fiction.  All the       *
* characters have been made up, and what follows did not actually     *
* happen.  The names are not real, and any correlations between this  *
* story and real live events are pure coincidences.  No, honestly,    *
* they are.                                                           *
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* This story contains consensual sexual intercourse between a man     *
* and a young girl.  If you are under 18, or reading this ficticious  *
* story is illegal in your country or jurisdiction, or you feel that  *
* you will be disturbed reading this story, then please stop now.     *
* Otherwise, I hope you enjoy, and urge you to leave feedback -       *
* preferably via email, but through ASSD will suffice!                *
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*************************************************** R A Y M O N D *****
  
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* Quick Additional Information                                            *
The Miller Chronicles started off as a quick story of how a man abducted 
and raped a young girl.  However, as often happens with me, the story took 
off in a different direction than I thought it would.  Parts I, II, and III 
is the introductory story; it begins to tell the story of the characters in 
this and how the family was formed.  I make no excuses – parts II and III 
contain much less action and more character building than the first part; 
when Steve tells of his original intentions during the second part, those 
were my intentions for where the story would originally go but didn't.  
However, I have had ideas of where I can take these characters, which I 
will do as more stand alone stories.  These will not be written in 
chronological order (making the overall title of this story quite ironic 
really), but it is an idea to read Parts I, II, and III first in order to 
get a rough idea of who the characters are and what they are like.  
  
Part I is currently on ASSM as a story entitled 'Sophie'.  (Any reposts 
done will be done under the new title, as will the posting of my story on 
my website).  Parts II and III are a little calmer than Part I; another 
story has been written with more of the same vein which I will post in the 
next day or so.
  
* And now, the story continues...                                         *
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PART III – A Week Later
  
I woke up.  My room was still dark, the thick curtains doing their job of 
keeping the early morning light out of the room.  I got out of bed 
carefully, not wanting to wake Sophie up, but as I did so she spoke to me.
  
'Good morning Dad,' she said.  It was still strange being called that.
  
'Good morning sweetheart,' I said back, and I walked through to the 
bathroom.
  
It had been an odd week – the girls' mother hadn't written a will of any 
sort, and as the children were still minors they would have been taken into 
care.  Steve had already arranged it that I would foster Ellie anyway on 
the official discovery of their mum's death, and with that was the option 
to look after Sophie should she return.  The actual adoption would take a 
little longer – I had to be checked out to make sure I was suitable, and as 
I was not an actual relative of the girls, that made it a little more 
difficult.  The fact that neither father was known, and I doubted that they 
even knew that they were fathers themselves, was helpful, as these two 
girls (Sophie 'returned' two days after she went missing – she had 'run 
away' because her mum had used her in payment for drugs) therefore had no 
other person apart from me.  We made a little story up that I was a friend 
of the family, and that the two girls knew me already.  Sophie backed me up 
fine, but we were a little concerned about what Ellie would say, given that 
she didn't know the full story.  We hadn't told her that Sophie hadn't run 
away – that would come in time.  It was getting more certain that I would 
be the adoptive father of the two girls now.  I had contacted their school, 
told them that they would be taking a little time out for a bit and 
explained that their mother had passed on and I was taking them into my 
home now.  The school wasn't the one closest to where I – correction, we – 
lived, but I didn't mind taking them that far.  I thought it best as to not 
disrupt their education.  They were registered with a doctor, but they 
hadn't been for a while, so I took them to see mine and to reregister with 
her instead.
  
Dr Lucy Devizes – remember I mentioned the girl next door who didn't wear a 
bra until she was fourteen, despite having breasts since eleven, and the 
first girl I had ever slept with?  She is now my doctor.  Well, she isn't 
completely – my proper GP is one of the male practitioners at the same 
practice, but for most things I went to see Lucy.  She knew about my 
preference in girls, and was quite surprised when I took Sophie and Ellie 
to her and told her that I was in the process of adopting them.  I told her 
that I had felt differently towards them as I had actually taken time out 
to speak to them, find out what they were like, and comfort them on the 
news of their mother's passing.  I told her that Ms Johanssen didn't pay 
much attention to the girls, and that Sophie had spent much of her time 
looking after Ellie.  Lucy asked what Ms Johanssen died of, and I explained 
that it appeared to be an overdose of something that wasn't entirely legal. 
 I also told her that I had originally kidnapped Sophie, and was a little 
rough on her the first night.  I also said that I hadn't done anything 
sexual to Ellie, although I admitted that I wanted to!
  
Lucy gave the girls a check up, and told me that they were quite healthy, 
both of average height and weight for children their age, and no allergies 
or anything were written in the notes, but she was a little concerned about 
Ellie.  She spoke to Sophie.
  
'I know it was years ago, but do you remember if your mum taking drugs when 
she was pregnant with Ellie?' she asked.
  
'Yes, I think so,' Sophie replied, then looked at me questioningly.  I was 
as baffled as she.
  
Lucy turned to me.  'I've looked at Ellie's notes from her old doctor, and 
it seems like she's had some problems in the past with things that in my 
experience seems to be a form of Foetal Alcohol Syndrome, but obviously 
with drugs instead of alcohol.  She seems to have largely recovered from 
it, which I'm amazed at as the last recorded visit to the doctor was when 
she was three, and symptoms of it are mentioned in the notes.  Just keep an 
eye on it Pete; has her school mentioned any possible learning 
difficulties?'  I shook my head.  'ADHD?' Again, I shook my head.  'Well, I 
only noticed minor things in it which won't cause any problems at all touch 
wood, but it's something to be aware of.'
  
I was shocked.  There was so much more to being a father to these girls 
than I had originally thought.  I was determined to carry on with it 
though.  Lucy sent Sophie and Ellie out of the consulting room and told 
them to wait in the waiting room.
  
'Now, a few practical things to think about Pete – what type of environment 
are they in?  Last time I was at your house, I believe I commented on how 
filthy it was.'
  
'Yes, and I've sorted that.  When was it you were last round Lucy?  At 
least two years back now.  It's all clean, tidy... ish, they've their own 
bedroom which they're sharing – or at least they will when the new bed 
arrives.  At the moment, Ellie is in the bedroom while Sophie is sharing 
with me – and we've taken their stuff from their old house, although they 
didn't have that much, and their clothes and stuff.  We've been shopping 
and got them new stuff, and I'm managing to actually cook proper meals.  I 
think that me being a dad to the girls will actually improve my own 
lifestyle.'
  
'Well, that's good.  Now, what about...' Lucy broke off, not sure what to 
say.  I could tell why.
  
'... about the fact that I'll want to be fucking the girls?'
  
'To put it bluntly, yes.  Obviously, I'd rather you didn't, and you know 
that I could hand you in at any time for it, but I'm not going to.  So I'm 
just going to say be careful.  Ellie is only six, and is definitely not 
ready for any type of sex, especially vaginal, and Sophie is not as far 
into her development as I was at her age.  It is entirely possible that you 
could ruin her chances of becoming a mother if you're not careful.'
  
'I will be careful,' I said.  'I love these girls, properly love them – 
like children, not as objects.  I don't want to hurt them.  OK, so I know 
that I was perhaps a little rough on Sophie the first night, and, well, I 
have no excuse except that I had kidnapped her purely to rape her.  Now, 
obviously, it's gone beyond that, and she knows and seems to understand 
that.'  I paused for a bit.  'Maybe I was a little too rough – she's still 
saying it hurts a bit,' I said.
  
Lucy looked at me.  'You're a bastard, aren't you,' she said in a half 
joking kind of way.  'I'd better check her out.  And I don't want you in 
here when I do either,' she said and sent me out to send Sophie in while I 
waited in the waiting room with Ellie.  While Ellie played in the corner of 
the waiting room, I started to imagine what Lucy was doing with Sophie.  I 
knew Lucy well enough to know that it was a completely legitimate 
examination, but it didn't stop me from imagining what else could be 
happening.  My first girlfriend was currently examining the intimate areas 
of what seemed to be my current girlfriend.  And I defy any man to say that 
that isn't hot, even if the current girlfriend wasn't a ten year old.  I 
imagined Sophie on one of those examination tables, her legs spread out and 
secured to those bits attached to the table, while Lucy – who despite being 
in her mid thirties was still pretty damn fine looking herself – was 
sticking her fingers up Sophie's still sore cunt.  Initially just looking 
for any damage from her first fuck, but then being overwhelmed with 
Sophie's body, and having to take just a little taste.  Just a small one – 
after all, Sophie was only young and wouldn't know what was happening to 
her.  Of course, Sophie would love having somebody eat her out, so she 
would tell the good doctor to do it more, and shortly after, Lucy would be 
pushing her tongue up inside Sophie.  At some point in my imagination, Lucy 
had suddenly become naked, so while she started to really get into the 
girl, she would be fingering herself, resulting in the two of them 
orgasming at the same time.  Man – I should've become a paediatrician.
  
'Mr Miller,' Lucy's voice came from the door of the waiting room.  Sophie 
was in front of her, holding her hand.  'Would you like to come back to the 
room?'  I checked on Ellie quickly – she was still satisfied playing with 
the toys – and as Sophie came into the room and towards her sister, I 
followed the doctor back to the consulting room.  'Well, it's OK – I've 
seen far worse.  Just wait a bit before doing her again – I know you will – 
and watch out as she has a slight cut on the inside lip which has scabbed 
over but hasn't fully healed yet.  Were you her first?' she asked.
  
I nodded, then remembered something else: 'Well, she told me that she once 
had to give her mum's dealer a blow job in payment for some goods,'
  
'Right.  In that case, I will advise you to avoid having sex with her at 
all, but I know what you're like so at least use a condom as obviously 
there is a chance she may have picked something up.  I'll get the 
bloodworks people to check them both out for that – not knowing what their 
mother was like – they won't give me her notes for some reason – they might 
both have something.'  I hadn't thought of that.  Hopefully it'll amount to 
nothing.  Lucy continued.  'They'll take a week or so to get back, so you 
can make another appointment for then.  You don't need to bring the girls, 
but if something is up in the bloodworks, I'll let you know and get you to 
bring them, or whichever one I need to see more.  OK?'
  
'Yes,' I said nodding.  'Thanks for your time, and thanks for 
understanding,' I said.
  
'Hey – I've known you since we were five.  I know you're not a bad person, 
you're just a little misguided when it comes to your sexual preferences.  
And I don't buy what you say when you tell me that it was my fault.  Anyway 
– I think you'll make a great dad to the two girls – they certainly seem to 
have become attached to you.'
  
That was a few days ago now.  The follow up appointment was in two days, so 
far Lucy hadn't called to say that there was something wrong, so either 
that was because there was no problems or that the results hadn't come 
back.  Obviously, I was hoping for the former, and I had explained the 
situation to Sophie and she hoped it was too.  They had been taught a bit 
about sex at school, and within that touched on STDs a bit, which I 
expanded on when I explained it to her.  Today was the first proper day 
back to school for both girls, and Ellie especially was excited about it.  
She couldn't wait to tell people about her new daddy.  I was glad that I 
hadn't started sexualising the girl yet, and thought that perhaps I should 
wait a little while.  She was still in bed in the spare – sorry, her – 
room.  I had tidied it up a bit from the first night with Sophie, and with 
bringing their stuff from their home had made it more like a girls bedroom 
than the spare room of a paedophillic bachelor.  She had settled in really 
quickly into her new surroundings, something both me and Sophie were 
surprised of.  Sophie had forgiven me for that first night too.  She was 
quite an understanding person about it, more than I would've expected from 
a ten year old.  Her mind was much older than her body it seemed, and I 
assume that it was because she had been forced to grow up quickly so she 
could tend for her little sister.  She was also quite the little nymph when 
it came to sex, as I was about to find again.
  
The first night with the girls, when Ellie was sleeping in my bed while 
Sophie was locked in the other room, I was wearing clothes.  This served 
two purposes – firstly, it would lessen the temptation in the night given 
that I was sharing a bed with a young almost nude girl, and secondly, I 
didn't want Ellie to wake up next to what was still then a strange man who 
was naked.  Ellie had cuddled up to me during the night, and I knew that 
had I been naked either that wouldn't have happened nor would I be able to 
resist the urge to fuck her.  The second night was the same, and when 
Sophie 'returned' that day, Ellie was given the other bed, while Sophie 
slept with me.  That night, we were both clothed, but since then we decided 
not to bother.  I didn't bother usually anyway – living on my own as I did 
there seemed little point – and Sophie told me that she always wanted to 
sleep nude, and did when she had the chance which wasn't very often.  It 
seemed that despite the fact that Ms Johanssen would get her daughter to 
suck somebody off, she didn't want her girls going round naked unless they 
were in the bath or getting changed.  I asked Sophie about the fact that 
she was wearing a bra when I picked her up, and she told me that she didn't 
like wearing it, but her mum made her from when the slightest of bumps 
appeared on her chest.  Sophie was just coming up to her ninth birthday 
when that had happened.  I told her my philosophy on girls wearing bras – 
and that was that there was no point in wearing them until the breasts were 
actually of a size that needed supporting, usually around 16 or so.  
However, I added that obviously my philosophy didn't necessarily match that 
of others so depending on situations, she may have to wear one against both 
our wishes.
  
So, there I was, standing naked in the bathroom, washing my hands after my 
first dump of the day, when Sophie, also naked, wandered in and closed the 
door behind her.  Her cunt still looked a little sore, but it was 
definitely getting better.  Sophie told me the night before that she 
thought she'd be ready for me to fuck her again, but I said no (I must be 
getting old – a ten year old girl offers her body to me and I decline?!).
  
Without saying anything, Sophie knelt down in front of me, and took my 
still slightly flaccid cock in her hands.  She rubbed it a bit to 'wake it 
up' as she put it, and when it started hardening, she put it in her mouth.  
As soon as her tongue touched the head, it was as if all the blood in my 
body went to it, and it hardened fully almost immediately.  She had found 
the perfect way to bring me to pleasure.  She started by licking the tip of 
my cock, before pulling it out of her mouth so the lips stroked it, and she 
kissed the tip.  Then she took her tongue, and licked up the entire length 
of the underside from balls to tip, then back again.  Putting the entire 
cock back into her mouth, and started stroking up and down the shaft.  
Although I did not need to as Sophie was doing all the work, I started to 
join the rhythm and thrust in and out.  My cock was still growing, or at 
least it seemed as much, and I was beginning to feel the back of her mouth 
on the tip.  She seemed to know that I was about to cum, as she pulled the 
cock out of her mouth, opened her mouth wide, aimed my cock into her mouth, 
and used her hands to just bring me to the edge and over.  I shot copious 
amounts of cum into her mouth.  All the cum went in to her mouth, and when 
she was satisfied that I had finished, she closed her mouth and swallowed 
it all down.
  
She took my cock in her hands again, and put it back in her mouth where she 
started licking it.  I decided to use a little more force in my part in 
this play, and gently gripped the girl's head in my hands, and pushed her 
into me.  The back of her mouth was pushed up against my cock fully, and I 
could tell that Sophie was having a little difficulty breathing.  We had 
decided on a kind of code in such a situation that if she wanted out, she 
would just hit me three times on the leg, and I would let go.  Using my 
grip on her head as an aid, I pulled her head to and fro as I started to 
properly fuck her little mouth.  Each time, the end of my cock hit the back 
of her mouth, and Sophie made satisfying gagging noises when it did so.  
After a minute or so of this, I felt myself about to cum again, so pulled 
my cock out of the ten year old's mouth, told her to close her eyes and 
started to squirt my cum all over her pretty little face.  A couple of 
times, Sophie opened her eyes, but closed them swiftly afterwards when she 
realised that I hadn't finished.
  
When I did finish, I let go of her head, and she looked up at me with 
loving eyes.  A thought came into my head, and I considered telling Sophie 
what the thought was, but decided not to for the moment.  I was therefore 
very surprised when Sophie told me the exact same thought.
  
'Perhaps in a few months, we'll get Ellie to lick the cum off my face when 
you do that,' she said, much to my disbelief.
  
I laughed slightly, trying (probably with little success) to disguise the 
fact that I had the exact same thought.  'Maybe,' I said.  'Anyway – you'd 
better have a shower.  It's your first day back at school today remember.  
What would your teachers say if you showed up covered in your foster dad's 
sperm?'
  
Sophie laughed, and started to run the shower.  As I left the bathroom, I 
could hear Ellie's alarm clock going off.  I quickly went into my bedroom 
and put some clothes on.  Ellie didn't know that Sophie and I were sleeping 
naked – as far as I knew she assumed it was like those two nights when she 
slept with me, and that it was purely a formality until the second bed 
arrived, which was supposedly the next day.  I threw on a pair of jeans and 
a T-shirt, and went to tend to Ellie.
  
It was amazing how the six year old had settled in to her new home.  In the 
back of my mind I still doubted she fully comprehended what had happened to 
her mother, but time would tell.  I knocked on the bedroom door and walked 
straight in and saw the youngster sitting on her bed.  The girl was topless 
– she had taken to wearing just her knickers to bed – her legs still 
underneath her duvet.  I went over to the bed and started to tickle the 
girl, leaning over to blow raspberries on her chest and, where I could get 
away with it, her nipples.  This was as far as I was going with sexualising 
Ellie for the time being, so I tried to use it to my advantage.  She was 
giggling with the ticking – in the few days we had spent together I found 
out just how ticklish she was – and even though I may be reading too much 
into it, she especially liked the raspberries on her nipples.
  
I pulled away and sat down on the bed next to her.  The duvet had come off 
her lap during our play, and I couldn't help but notice that the crotch of 
her knickers had got caught up and were aside her little slit.  And it 
looked very nice.  I lifted her up, surreptitiously pushing my finger into 
her slit, then pulling it away to make the act look accidental.  Ellie was 
so soft.  I couldn't wait to start on this girl – the old me would have by 
now if I'm honest, and the even older me would have done it very harshly, 
but I had to be careful as to not ruin my chances of actually adopting the 
girls, and from what Sophie told me, Ellie was very likely to tell people 
about what I would do to her, moreso if she enjoyed it, which Sophie and I 
both hoped she would.  (Of course, Sophie made me promise that if Ellie 
didn't enjoy it, I wouldn't force her into it.)  Ellie hugged me tightly as 
she wished me a good morning, and I said the same to her and returned her 
tight hug.  Ellie was a really cute girl.  She almost reminded me of Lucy.
  
'Are you all ready for school then Ellie?' I asked.
  
'Yes!' Ellie excitedly replied, tightening her hug and kissing me on the 
cheek before putting her head on my shoulder.  I stroked her hair.  Soft 
and beautiful, and very, very black.  I could not get over just how black 
this girl's hair was.  I have seen many girls with dark hair, almost black. 
 Even my own hair looked black but was just a real dark shade of brown, but 
Ellie's hair was a real black.  We had washed it the night before so it was 
shining clean, shining in the light of the room which was still just a bare 
light bulb situated in the ceiling above us.  She quite obviously wasn't 
ready for school having just woke up, but I knew what she meant.
  
'OK – when Sophie finishes in the bathroom you can go and have a quick wash 
then get changed,' I said trying to sound fatherly.  'I'll go and get 
breakfast ready,' I said standing up and leaving the room.  I tapped on the 
bathroom door and called through to Sophie: 'How're you doing in there?'
  
'Almost done, Dad,' Sophie replied.  I still had to get used to that.  'You 
can come in if you want,'
  
'No,' I replied.  Well, you have to have boundries somewhere.  'I'm going 
to start on breakfast.'
  
'OK,' Sophie called back and I heard the shower water stop.  'Where's my 
school uniform?'
  
'Hanging up in Ellie's room,' I said, then realised the full extent of what 
I had actually said in those mere five words.  By referring to it as 
Ellie's room, I was implying that she would remain in mine.  And, much as I 
wouldn't have minded that, I didn't really want it to happen.  I hoped that 
Sophie wouldn't realise what I had said – after all, she was only 10.
  
I went downstairs and started to cook breakfast.  I had told myself that at 
least once a week I would cook the girls and myself a proper breakfast of 
sorts – whether I would continue with this after the first week I did not 
know, but at least I was starting right.  Once the breakfasts were ready I 
called up to the girls and they both came down, wearing their school 
uniforms.  I looked at the two sisters as they stood side by side, and 
while Ellie looked much older in her uniform, Sophie looked much younger – 
possibly due to the fact that I knew what she had done with me not forty 
minutes later.  Sophie's school dress was a blue chequered one while 
Ellie's was a green chequered one.  I realised that this was the first time 
that I had seen Sophie in her uniform since I had abducted her – now I was 
sending her to school in it.  Stood side by side as they were, the 
difference in their skin tones was noticable, but other than that they 
looked very alike.  Ellie had taken her hair and tied it into pigtails, and 
Sophie had hers in one single ponytail – the first time that either girl 
had tied their hair back since they were in my custody.
  
'You look great,' I said to them.
  
Sophie smiled and blushed slightly, realising the full meanings of what I 
had said, while Ellie simply said 'Thanks.'  They then went and sat down at 
the table, and started tucking into their breakfast.  I joined them.  After 
finishing, it was time for me to drive the girls to school, so while the 
girls took their bags and walked through to my car in the garage, I took 
the plates into the kitchen and gave them a quick rinse before walking 
through to the car.
  
Sophie sat in the front while Ellie sat in the back.  As I got to the 
school, I pulled into its driveway, and stopped by the entrance to the 
playground.  The two girls got out and I remembered to ask what time they 
actually finished – something I should have done already but hadn't – so I 
knew what time to pick them up.  As Sophie told me, Ellie had already 
disappeared into the throng of kids.
  
'See you later then,' I said to Sophie.  Sophie reached over and kissed me 
lightly on the cheek, before shutting the door behind her to join her 
little sister in the throng.  I waited a little while before pulling away, 
and found myself looking at some of the other girls in the school 
playground.  I had always wanted to sit in a school car park and just watch 
the kids playing, and this was the first time that I had a legitimate 
excuse to do so.  I didn't watch for very long as I had several things to 
do, and I knew that there would be plenty more time for that in the future. 
 In the back of my mind, plans were forming.  Girls often had sleepovers.  
I was fairly certain that Sophie would be up for it if her sleepovers 
contained a little more than just sleeping – in fact they would probably be 
less sleep than a normal sleepover.  I could get a few more girls to join a 
little harem as it were.
  
Being a father to Sophie and Ellie could be much more fun than I could have 
first imagined...
  
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