Perverts 'R' Us
The Rape of Ann
By Dr. Gyno ( M, b/g, 1st, rape, toys )
Chapter 1
I received an emergency call from Ann's mother she said that some boy had raped her daughter a few minutes ago. I told her to bring the girl into my office and that she was not to shower or clean her daughter up.
It was only a few minutes later when Sue Martin and her daughter Ann showed up at my office. I would have taken both of them back to my office but Ann did not want her mother to go with her. I told Mrs. Martin that this was normal behavior and she could wait in the waiting room. I then showed Ann to my office.
She seemed to me to be a very friendly and attractive girl, though she did seem to be a bit tense with me. I offered her a seat on the large, leather couch in my private office. She took it but remained sitting as she slowly began to give me the facts of her young life. Only later in the interview, was she able to feel relaxed enough around me to lie back on the couch and make herself comfortable.
She was a very pretty 12-year-old girl, about four feet tall and with short, full blonde hair. Her shirt was ripped but you could see she had very small breasts that clung to her chest, and her voice was sweet and soft.
Her attitude remained calm as she reported her childhood family life to me, but as she spoke of her boyfriend's handling of her, she became quite understandably jittery. I let her have a bit more time to relax and then I sat quietly as she began her story …
Well, doctor, I suppose it all started when I was about six. You see, I've always considered myself a good girl. I was a scout, and also a bit of a tomboy, and I never got involved with the wrong group of people or did anything bad in my whole life. I was always trying my best in school, and wanted my folks to be proud of me.
My folks always wanted me to become a nun, or so I thought, because my father had always taken us to church n Sunday morning, and the minister had gotten into a weekly screaming session about the way and manner of the devil, and about looking out for temptation and all that. I never really believed all that shit … uh, I mean stuff, he yelled at us, since he acted so crazy whenever he spoke in front of the assembly in the church.
For instance, he always used to spit at the people when he spoke, waving his arms spreading his odor all over the room. It always smelled like a dog had been crushed and died in his armpits, and I would almost hold my little nose when we sat up close to him.
Once he got to ranting and raving so much, that he let out a fart that could have been heard in the Seven-Eleven down the street. Half of the people in the church had burst out laughing, and the other half had turned their heads. We finally had to leave early because the smell had spread all over the chapel, which was very hot and dry, and made it smell like we were sitting in the middle of a pile of dog shit. My father got to laughing so badly, that I think they were gonna ask us to leave anyhow.
School I always hated, though, because it was always run by assholes who didn't know how to relate to us young kids. By the way, Doctor, do you mind if I expel an occasional curse word now and then. Good, I didn't think that you would really care or you would have said something a while ago.
Well, the principal's name was Mr. Bates, and during the summer term, when there wouldn't be that many kids around and the atmosphere was more relaxed between the faculty and the students, they call him Master Bates, though at the time of course, I didn't know what it meant.
Anyhow, Mr. Bates would walk behind us kids in the hallways, making sure we weren't doing or saying anything about him behind his back. He used to scare me so much, and I developed a sort of paranoia about school environments, or at least those were the words my dad used when I'd come home shaking at night. It's still very bad for me today, now that I'm half-way though junior high-school. My heart still jumps when I hear my name on the loudspeaker at school.
Well, once the teacher in my English class had to leave the room to answer the phone, though some boys had said they could smell her wet tampon, and that she had to go and change it. One silly kid even ran up to her desk and licked the seat, saying how tasty a woman's blood could be. Can you imagine anything so gross? Anyhow, all the kids starting cutting up as soon as she had left. The boys were pinching the girls' bottoms and throwing things, and the girls were writing obscenities on the board, and drawing big penises spitting juice. I almost laughed, I was afraid of what would happen when Mrs. Cloth got back.
One of the kids yelled back at me, since I was closest to the door, to watch and tell everyone when she'd be coming back. So when I slowly went to the door and peered out, she was walking down the hallway! I yelled loudly, and everyone scrambled back into their seats.
When she came back to the classroom, she was outraged. She erased the board quickly, and yelled at the boys she thought had started it all, calling them troublemakers and so forth.
And she turned and yelled at me, and my little heart almost stopped. I was terrified, and she gave me a detention slip, something I'd never gotten before, and so did most of the boys in the room. We all had to stay over an hour after school and stare at Mrs. Cloth's ugly face, which finally made me start to cry. She sent one boy out with her dirty little cup for some water, which he happily gave her when he returned. He then sat down and whispered that he had dipped his dick in it, and we all laughed until she told us to shut up, threatening us all with more detentions, as she sat and gulped her penis-flavored water.
When it was all over, I was sent to the principal's office for a lecture. By now I was crying, and before he cold say a word, I told the principle everything that had happened, though I didn't name names. He finally believed me, when he saw how sad I was, and told me to go home. He even wrote me a note to give to my folks, explaining why I was late getting home that afternoon.
Then on the way out of his office, I saw Johnny. He was so cute, with thick black hair that I fell in love with him immediately. He looked at me and smiled, right before they threw him into Mr. Bates office. I watched his back as the door closed behind him.
He was always a kind of rough, and got into a lot of trouble all the time. After that day, I'd sit in my class (we had history together) and stare at him, daydreaming. He finally noticed, and asked me to meet him in the school cafeteria to lunch that afternoon.
He was really very friendly I thought, as we sat there and talked, me trying hard to overcome my shyness while he naturally had no problem at all. He patted my warm little hand when we were through, and I thought I was going to faint! What a dream he was!
I went home and told my folks, who immediately got very upset though, I finally realized they were not upset at me. My mother told me never let a boy touch my boobies or to touch me "down there", which I thought at first meant Florida. But she pointed to my crotch, I knew what she meant.
Finally, Johnny asked me out one evening. He had borrowed his dad's car (I was sure he was to young, but I didn't say anything as we drove away from my house, since he seemed to drive alright), and said we were going to see a couple of movies, which I'd always liked doing. You see, my daddy never took us to anything but Walt Disney movies, since he said all the other shows were "too fucking dirty" for his one and only little girl. So I was thrilled at going out to the real movies (or so I thought) with my first date!
But my illusions were simply that, as Johnny drove into a real skuzzy drive-in theatre. The marquee read, "Now! Red Hot Sisters and Madame Ovary"! I was a bit scared, of course, since I didn't understand those titles, but Johnny reassured me they were "educational flicks." The only way we got past the seedy little box office, I figured, was because I shrunk down in my seat, feeling embarrassed. I mean, I wasn't completely innocent of the fact of sex then, but I still didn't know enough about it to stop me from being scared.
We found a space and parked. I thought the little speakers were cute, though the tinny notice it produced started to give me a headache. Johnny said that they even had drive-ins with huge air conditioner hoses, but I didn't care, knowing that past that night I'd never go into another one for the rest of my life. That's what I thought then, anyway, because I could see people kissing and guys with muscles and tattoos walking up for refreshments. I even saw cars, with the windows rolled up, which were full of smoke. They were rocking back and forth, and when I finally realized what they were doing inside, I almost peed my panties! I was shocked and grossed out!
The film on the screen was advertising delicious, mouth-watering pizza, but it showed something that looked like a Frisbee full of dog shit that was run over by a semi. It turned my stomach, along with the watery drinks that were sold by old guys with crossed eyes.
But finally the movie started, and not five minutes into it, as if it were part of the show, Johnny grabbed me and started to kiss my dry mouth violently. He held me close. I tried to pull away but of course he was much stronger than I, I could smell the scent of cologne drifting up my nose, as he held me as close to his body as he could.
He crammed his moth against mine, after having licked his lips and even running his wet and sloppy tongue all over my own lips. I remember thinking how all of it might've been fun, if only he wasn't being such a brute about it. But still he sat there, licking my lips and pressing his warm ones against my mouth.
I tried to tell him to stop, that he was hurting me, but when I opened my mouth he quickly stuck his tongue inside of it! Johnny's tongue was wet and hot by now, and he was holding me so tightly that I could hardly move at all. He probed around the inside of my mouth with his tongue, licking my inner skin and running it along my teeth and gums. He was making the entire inside of my mouth wet with his spit, and it was grossing me out so much that I thought I was going to vomit on his tongue. I remember thinking that, if I had it would've served him right. Remember or maybe I haven't told you I hadn't ever done anything with a boy. The shock of Johnny's hard advances was making me scared, and I wanted to cry out for help.
He then pinned my arms behind my back with only one of his. I put up a real fight, but somehow he managed to grip both my wrists and pull them behind my back with only one of his arms. The pain shot through my shoulder, as I wanted to scream out now more than ever!
Then, with his other hand, he puckered up my mouth, and pressed his lips harder against mine. He ran his dripping tongue over my own as our saliva mixed together inside of my mouth. Little bits of his spit ran out of the corners of my mouth, as he pressed his warm body next to mine. He kissed and licked my lips, wetting my mouth all over, as he held my hands firmly behind my back.
"Isn't this a lot of fun, Annie?" he asked me, as he continued to eat out my mouth with his slippery tongue.
I tried to tell him no, but I wasn't able to do much talking, what with the pain in my shoulder and my mouth being covered. But I shook my head to let him know I wasn't enjoying this, and it only seemed to make him go at me more violently, as I struggled in vain in his grip.
He then let go of my mouth and reached down to undo his belt buckle. My little heart pounded in my chest, as he wrapped his belt around my wrists very tightly. I wasn't able to move my arms, as he let go of them and left them pulled back and secured by the belt.
"Lemme see your titties, Annie!" he said in a deep, scary voice. I started to shift from side to side and scream, which made him stuff a rag deep into my mouth, having pulled one out of the back seat. I stared in horror as I couldn't scream and could barely breathe.
He grabbed on to my pretty shirt and ripped it open. The buttons flew all over the seat and I wondered how I was going to hide a torn shirt from my folks when I got home. You see, I thought that if I told my parents what happened, they'd hit me and not allow me any more dates with boys for a long time, and I didn't want that to happen to me. I am glad my mom brought me to see you. Talking about what happened has helped me feel better already.
Johnny sat there and stared at my little boobs. As you can see Doctor, my breasts are very small, they have just started to develop. My nipples were also growing a little bigger then, but I wasn't wearing a bra that night because my folks had decided not to get me one, hoping that they could prevent my growing up a little while longer.
"Nice tits, Ann!" Johnny told me, as his breathing increased and he reached out to hold them in his hands. I moved my chest as far back as I could, but in the front seat I naturally couldn't move too far. I got pinned to the car door (no, I wasn't able to open it) and all I could do was sit there, tied and gagged, and let Johnny fondle my boobs. He looked at them as if he were a crazy man; as if had been dreaming about them for years.
He reached out and took both of my small but firm breasts in his hands. He kneaded them and squeezed them so much that I thought they were going to pop. He pressed the sides of my boobs together, so that my little nipples pointed out at him like big eyes. He opened his mouth wickedly and licked his lips while eyeing my nipples with great lust.
"I have always wanted to bite your little nipples, honey," he said, as he leaned forward and took both of them into his mouth at the same time. He clamped down hard on the ends of my tits, and he pulled on them with his closed mouth, until I started to scream. My scream was muffled buy the gag in my mouth.
Johnny bit my nipples hard, making them stiff and raw between his teeth. He shut his lips around as much of my fleshy chest as he could. He rolled the balls of my nipples around between his sharp teeth. I started to cry from the all the pain in my hands, arms and nipples, but it just made him more of a madman. He sucked on my tits and as he ran his wet tongue over and over my nipples, making them bloom in his mouth. I hated him so much for not making this the beautiful moment that I'd always dreamed it would be.
He then tore every bit of my shirt from my chest, exposing my tummy and tits to him in all their virginal, untouched beauty. He ran his tongue into my belly-button, over my stomach and onto my breasts, circling them wetly until he arrived at my nipples once again. He kissed them and sucked them and bit down hard on them, as if he were dog. But to call him that at this point would only have been too good for him, the tough creep!
He then pulled off his shirt, his cheat glittered with sweat. It was the first boy's chest I had ever seen close and I thought, in spite of the situation, that Johnny had a marvelous chest. There were a few muscles on his body, and even some cute little hairs. It rose up and down· from the excitement of him licking my body.
"I wanna feel your tits against mine, Annie!" he said as he reached behind me and once again pulled me up against his chest. My little tits pressed softly against his chest, as a strange but, at the same time, a really evil smile came across his face. He hugged my breasts next to his, as he went for my mouth again, kissing it and licking my soft lips. The feel of my nipples against his, and the passion of his kisses (though I certainly wasn't helping him), made is body grow warm all over. He held me and covered my now wet mouth with his own, shifting his butt around on the seat. I realized then that his penis was getting hard and he was looking for something to rub it against. I was more scared than ever of course, but I tried to remain calm, because I thought if I'd shown him any fear, it only would've made him more sadistic towards me.
Then Johnny pulled away from me and said, "I wanna show you my prick, Annie, so that you can see how one looks close up!" My heart started to pound again as he reached down and unzipped his fly. He looked at me and, grinning wildly, like Jack Nicholson in "The Shining."
He undid his fly and slowly pulled his jeans off of his lower body. My eyes bulged as I saw that he had very hairy legs, and that they were very meaty. I had never been this close to a penis before, and it was really freaking me out! He then sat there in his stained underwear.
"Here it is, baby!" he exclaimed. "And it's all just for you!" Johnny then pulled off his underwear, as his stiff penis flipped up in his lap. It grossed me out a bit, because it looked like a little monster to me. It was long and thick, and was very hairy. My eyes couldn't help but stare at it, as it bobbed up and down on his crotch.
Johnny then sat up slightly, so that his hard penis was just under my nose, and he put his hands on himself and started playing with his penis, right in front of me! The older girls at school had told me that guys did this, but it was very different to actual see it happen close up!
He gripped his balls in one of his hands and pulled his scrotum down between his thighs. I thought he was going to rip his bag off of his crotch, he had pulled it down so far. This made his penis stick straight up into the air, pointing at the roof of the car (which was a station wagon, by the way). His hairy little creature stood up tall and proud in his lap. Well, that's the way it looked anyhow. He gripped and rolled his balls around in both of his hands. I remember thinking that it surely must hurt him to do that but he only looked at me with a sickly, stupid smile on his face, like he was completely deranged. I really thought he was. He palmed his body rocks and held them lovingly, which only made his cock stand up harder in front of my face.
He then gripped his long dick with one hand, while holding onto his bag with the other, and slowly moved this hand up and down his dick, holding it right under my nose. He was beating off in front of my face, and I couldn't believe it! It repulsed and fascinated me both at the same time. You know what I mean? It was freaky, almost like a nightmare to me.
He just sat there, whipping his dick, and looked at me saying, "I love you, Anne! Oh, I love to jerk off in front of your face!" He moved, his hand faster, making his cock as tall and stiff as he could get it. He almost looked pathetic to me at that moment, and I almost felt sorry for him. Almost but my pain prevented me from feeling anything for him but that he was frighteningly sick.
He then sat his hot crotch back down on the car seat and took the gag out of my mouth. Since he'd rolled up the windows, and the other cars around us were playing their little games, he seemed to think that I knew it wouldn't help me all that much to scream.
"Now I'm gonna feed you my scrumptious, mouth-watering hot dog!" Johnny said, as he moved his crotch back up to my face. I could…I could feel the heat of his prick glow against my face, and as I gathered what he wanted from me. Johnny had moved his thick prick up to meet my mouth.
I was scared shitless as he pulled my head down on top of his stiff; steamy penis. It slipped very easily through my lips, him having pumped it up to the point of full erection. He filled my mouth with his dick, as I struggled to free my head. But he gripped my hair with both hands, and crammed my face onto his cock, and held it there while pumping it into my mouth.
His cock was hard and hairy, and I could taste its strange odor on my tongue as soon as he had shoved it into my mouth. The thought of Johnny's cock, the thing that he passed his urine through, entering my lovely mouth disgusted me. I tried to spit it out, but that only caused his dick to slip further into my mouth, and made my saliva flow down the long and rough shaft of his prick. Again, in trying to help myself, I had made things worse for me. I finally accepted the fact that he was going to get anything from me that he wanted that night, because I was much too weak to hold him back.
Johnny moved his hips up and down in the air just above the seat of the car. This movement made his penis move in and out of my mouth. Not knowing how to avoid it, I rolled my tongue over the wet head of his penis. His pumping it in my mouth had caused him to come a few drops, which spread over his meat and finally wound up on my tongue. His sperm in my mouth really frightened me, and my fear had undoubtedly made him decide to dig his dick deeper into my now dripping mouth, as it was wet from my being forced to suck on Johnny's hard cock. His come tasted salty, and it smelled very thick.
He even squeezed his balls with one hand, while holding my head down onto his prick, which naturally made him grow a couple more inches in my mouth. He fondled his nuts as he pulled his pud in and out of my lips, sending more little cum drops out on into my hot, wet mouth.
"Suck it bitch!" he yelled. "Suck on my cock and eat my sperm! I've dreamed about fucking you in the mouth for a long time now!" He seemed totally gone to me by this point, but I had no choice but to suck his big cock deep into my throat, since I was afraid of what he would do if I didn't.
Johnny then gripped his shaft and started to masturbate, with my mouth on the tip of his penis! I simply stopped believing that any of this was really happening, and sat there and sucked his cock.
"And now, for the best girl in town," he said, sounding like a carnival barker, "A big, fat prize!" He then slowly pulled my head off of his penis, my saliva dripping down the shaft, and turned me over the front seat-and threw me in the back of the wagon. l was going to get fucked, and I knew it, and it scared me so much that I again started to cry! The tears poured down my cheeks, which of course was enough to urge Johnny on. I had heard about this, and thought so much about it when I was under the covers at night, but now that I knew it would happen, and that there was nothing I could do about it, I almost fainted.
As a matter of fact Doctor, I did pass out for a moment, but was revived when Johnny lifted me off of the bed of the wagon, which he had folded down, and slapped me hard on the face. It stung so badly that I cried all the more. He just thrashed me around, as he pulled my pants down and looked at my pink panties, which I had wet slightly in all of my fear.
"So, we're wet, are we?" he said, as he chuckled like the Wicked Witch of the West. "This is because I love breaking into young pussy like yours!" He then slipped my panties· off of my legs and spread them as far as they would go. He laughed deeply as he mounted my pussy.
Johnny rammed his cock right up my pussy. It was all so sudden that I didn't feel a thing for a minute, and then all the sensation rushed back into my legs, flattening me to the floor of the car.
He had ripped and torn my hymen to pieces. His dick was all red and stiff, and my poor little twat didn't know what hit it. It was totally caught off guard. He had slammed his meat into my crotch, sending my head floating out into space as I became dizzy with pain.
"How's that feel, my pretty?" he cackled, as he pumped his huge cock in and out of me violently. The blood and the come just rushed from out of my pussy, as he got on top of my reclining body and fucked me like there would be no tomorrow. He grunted and groaned on top of me.
Johnny raised his body up on his elbows, and screwed me with his large rod vigorously. I could feel my swollen pussy lips moving in and out of my cunt, as he sent his dick rubbing along the corridor of my cunt. The entire car was now shaking, just like the others all around us. I remembered wondering if there were any other girls there tonight who felt as bad as I did.
His long shaft filled my little pussy so much that I was sure it was going to burst. The intense pain was almost too much for me to handle, and every time I thought I was luckily passing out, Johnny would slap the shit out of me again. Now, on top of my arms and tits, my face was hurting too. It stung and was even cold to the touch of his mouth on my cheeks. He ran his tongue over my face and into my mouth, wetting everything that he could. He sucked and chewed on my nipples, as I lay here underneath his sweaty body.
"And now," he said, "for the big cum shot!" Johnny then pulled out of my destroyed pussy, and shot his wad all over me! Pig that he was, he held his hard cock in his hands and jerked himself clean, his hot and sticky come spraying all over my little boobs and smearing onto my tummy.
He groaned as he squeezed his balls and pulled is penis, dripping his fluid from out of his dick and onto my abused young skin. Once he had milked his prick of every last drop of come, he smeared it all over my red and raw tits, and he even wiped some of it onto the cheeks of my face! It had a very thick, musky smell and was very sticky on my exposed young breasts. He laughed as he spread his jism all over my warm body, and I could only watch him do it.
Then Johnny brought me home and dumped me out of his car in my front yard.
Chapter 2
After Ann had completed telling me her story of what had happened I ask her if she wanted something to eat or drink. The refrigerator is full of all kinds of drinks and the cabinet next to it is packed with all kinds of food you would like. I am going to talk to your mother for a few minutes. Ann will you be ok while I am gone?
"I feel so much better just talking with you and yes I will be fine" replied Ann.
I left and went to talk to her mother. She immediately jumped up when she heard me and ran to meet me.
"How is she?" Sue asked.
"She is going to be fine" I told her. Now we need to talk about a few things. Physically she will heal up in a few days as good as new. But I am concerned about her mental health. That boy did a number on her and she will need some immediate treatment.
"What kind of treatment and who do I need to take here to?" Sue pleaded.
"She will need a sexual therapist as soon as possible. Here is where you have a couple of options. You could take her home and have you husband make love to her until she is better. I think it will take a least a couple of months.
"My husband would never do that!" she replied in a very low voice. "He is horrible in bed and I don't want her to learn it from him."
"Ok, then you have a couple options. I know a doctor in Utah that can treat your daughter. He is very expensive. Or the other option is for me to do it."
"What will this entail?" Sue wanted to know.
"I will start her at the basics of sex education and teach her how to make love to a man and how to make a man make love to her," I replied. "You understand we will have sex and it will take several weeks."
"Ok, then you should be the one to treat her. She has talked to you more than anyone I know of and I trust you to do it right."
"I think you should tell her she is going to stay with me until she gets better."
"Ok," replied Sue.
We went back to my office and found Ann drinking a soda and eating a chocolate bar.
"Oh Mom the doctor has helped me so much!" Ann told her mom.
"I am going to leave you in the doctor's care until you are recovered," Sue told her.
"I'm not in trouble?" Ann asked her mom.
"No you are not in trouble," her mother told her. "I am going to leave you now. Please do everything the doctor asks you to do. It may be hard to understand but he will help you get over the rape. Please call me tomorrow."
Sue hugged her daughter and left my office. I followed Sue to the waiting room.
"Here is my card with my several phone numbers, call her anytime. The next couple of days will be very hard for her and I will have her call you when she feels like talking. I will come over tomorrow and get her clothes for her to wear".
"Thanks so much for taking such good care of her," Sue said. She gave me a big hug and left.
Now it was time to proceed with my plan. I went back and found Ann had finished her snack and was sitting on the couch. "We need to do an examination next. Please follow me to the examination room." I took her to my standard gynecologist examination room.
"Ann from how on just call me Phil," I suggested.
"Ok," Ann replied.
"Please remove you cloths then stand on the scale so I can measure you," I asked her. Ann removed her torn shirt and pulled off her pants. She showed no concern for being naked in front of me. That will make this much easier, I thought. I measured her when she got on the scale. She was forty-nine inches tall and weighed 81 pounds.
"Please mover over to the wall and face me, I need to take some pictures of the damage Tommy did to your body."
I took several pictures of her front. Her face was just adorable and unharmed. Her neck had a couple of bite marks that would fade in a couple of days. I examined each breast with great care. She had just started forming breast buds. Her nipples were very small but very erect sitting on small aureole. Tommy had really worked them over. Both her breasts were bruised and had several bite marks. Some of the bite marks had drawn blood.
I took a couple of shots of her cunt. It was very small for a girl her age with no pubic hair. I would do a thorough examination of her pussy once she was on the examination table.
Next I had her get up on the examination table and put her feet in the stirrups. "Ann, have you ever had a doctor examine your vagina?"
"No," she replied.
While she was getting on the table I moved a tray of instruments over by the examination table. Ann needed some help getting her feet in the stirrups. I adjusted them so her legs where spread wide and her pussy was fully exposed.
Ann's labia major were very small and stayed closed. It was hard to believe she was not a virgin. I opened her outer labia major with one hand to expose her labia minor. Her cunt looked like a flower opened for the first time. Her clitoris was exposed and somewhat erect. I took some pictures of her vagina. Her hymen was still intact. It had a small hole at the top. Tommy must have had a very small dick or didn't get as far inside her as she thought he did. I could get one finger into her cunt without much trouble. Her cunt-chute was very tight and dry. I found a few spots of dried blood outside her vagina.
"Ann have you started your menstruations yet?"
"I had my first one last week," she replied sounding excited.
"Your vagina is going to be fine," I told her. "I am going to clean it up."
"It does not hurt like it did when Tommy raped me," She told me in a soft voice.
I put a small douche nozzle in her vagina and pushed it back to the end of her fuck channel. Her vagina was very short only four inches at most. I douched her out with 100 cc of water. The water came out clean without any sperm or blood. He must not have fucked her much or came inside. Then I washed off the outside of vagina, wiping her clit several times. Ann flinched each time I touched it. This was a good sign that I would be able to get her very excited.
I stood up so I could see her eye to eye. "We are going to have sex tonight. I will be nothing like Tommy and you will have several orgasms and enjoy the rest of the evening."
"I don't want to have sex again!" she screamed.
"That is why we are going to do it now to help you get over Tommy. Otherwise the way he raped you, your sex life will be ruined forever. You have to believe me this will be very fun and you will have pleasure you cannot imagine. I do not want to hurt you like Tommy did. I only want to help you through this and make sex feel wonderful."
"Alright," Ann replied softly, her sobbing becoming sniffling. "Tommy really hurt me."
"I know and we will take as long as we have to make this the most enjoyable night of your life." I bent down and started licking her cunt making sure I kept my tongue in contact with her clitoris. Ann was very tense but a couple of minutes of my cuntal massage had her relaxed and starting to get excited. I started to work a finger up her cunt-chute. One finger was very tight but she loosened up to take half of my finger. Her hymen stopped it from further travel. I started sucking her clitoris and really working it over with my tongue.
Ann was starting to moan. I kept up the finger fucking pushing very hard on her hymen. She was writhing on the table with the stimulation of my mouth on her clit and my fingers in her cunt.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" Ann suddenly screamed as her orgasm flooded over her. It took a while but it died down. "That was incredible. I never knew sex could feel so good. It only hurt a little at the end," she said.
"Now I am going to give you a good finger fucking to get your cunt ready for a real fuck," I told her is a calm voice. "Just relax and enjoy your next orgasm."
"Will this hurt?" she asked in a shaky voice.
"It should feel better that the last orgasm," I replied. "If it hurts at all please tell me and I will stop."
I picked up a bottle of KY squared a big squirt into her cunt and coated my fingers. Them I slowly pushed two fingers into her vagina. Her hymen was very hard and tight. I thought it would stretch and allow both my fingers into her cunt. But her hymen was just too tough.
"Oww," Ann groaned with the pain.
I pulled my fingers out of her cunt. "Your hymen is very tough and is preventing you from having sex."
"What can you do?" she asked me slowly.
"I need to split it open, so your vagina will open to accept a penis. This will hurt just for a few seconds."
Most hymens are very thin and break without much trouble. Ann's would require three cuts to make sure my cock would fit in her cunt. I picked up a pair of surgical snippers and cut her hymen down from the top to the bottom in one smooth motion.
"Mmmmm!" Ann cried behind closed lips, trying to be brave.
I made the next two cuts at 90 degrees to the other cuts. This left her hymen in four flaps that would disappear with time. I picked up a Q-tip and dipped it in a numbing solution then applied it to her hymen. This should numb the area without numbing her clitoris.
"That is cold," she said.
"How does it feel now?" I asked her.
"The pain has gone away." Ann replied after a moment of concentration so she could give me a good answer. "Are you going to finger me some more now?"
I put my finger in her cunt and bent down and started sucking her clit again. It took very little time this time to get her very near orgasm. I had found and penetrated her cervix about half an inch. My goal was to get the last inch of my finger in her womb. Ann was starting to have another orgasm. I could feel her cervix tighten then relax on my finger. At the peak of her orgasm I forced the last of my finger into her womb, feeling the walls around my fingers quivering and shaking. I pulled my fingers out and picked up a small dildo that was about ˝ inch in diameter and 10 inches long. Slowly I pushed it into her cunt. At about four inches, I hit her cervix again and she jerked softly. With just a little push I pressed another two inches into her womb.
"That feels kind of strange, but keep doing it," Ann pleaded, moaning and smiling with pleasure.
I pushed a plunger of a syringe connected to the end of the dildo. This injected 10 cc of a numbing agent into her womb. Normally I would have just forced my big cock into her womb and let the girl feel the pain. But with Ann I did not want to hurt her any more than I had to.
Slowly I started fucking her with the dildo. Each stroke I pushed harder on the dildo to drive it further up her womb. After several minutes I had the dildo pushed to the back of her uterus and only two inches were still outside her cunt.
Time to move up, I thought. I re-greased my fingers and this time two fingers went right in her cunt with out to much difficulty.
"This is starting to feel real good," she moaned, panting with excitement.
Ann had been watching very intently to what I was doing to her. She had a good view on the monitor mounted to the ceiling. I had three cameras focused on her cunt.
Her cervix opened easily to my two fingers and I started to give her a real good finger-fuck with both fingers. Each stroke I would fully withdrawal them then drive them back into her cunt and on through her cervix. I started sucking her clit again.
"Aaaahhhhh," she squealed as she had another strong orgasm.
In her afterglow I removed my fingers from her cunt and turned off the monitor for the time being. I slowly and quietly opened up my pants and pulled my erect cock out. I did not want her to see how big it was. My cock is about 12 inches long and about two inches in diameter. I knew it would frighten most grown woman let alone this preteen.
I coated my cock with KY and lined it up with her vagina. There was no way my big cock was going to fit in this twelve-year-old girl without a little pain I thought. Slowly I forced head of my prick into her cunt. I was pushing pretty hard and had not entered her yet. She suddenly gave a little yelp and I felt the head disappear into her cunt.
"OWEE!" Ann cried as her vagina was breached. Her eyes were wide open in anticipation and fear. She jerked and as she did, she dislodged my cockhead from inside her cunt.
I waited a few moments until she had relaxed again then I started pushing. Her cunt just wouldn't open, and despite her lubricant I couldn't get myself inside past the head of my cock. So I pulled my cock out. Her vagina was already bleeding a little.
The next time I pushed a little harder and the head of my cock popped into her cunt a little easier. This time I kept up the pressure and another inch of my cock followed the head of my dick.
Her eyes filled with tears again, but I decided to continue. The next stroke was a little easier and let me get a half inch into her cunt. At this time I just started to slowly pull my cock out and drive it back in. Each stroke would bring a new cry from Ann. After about 20 strokes I had four inches of my rock hard cock in her immature cunt-chute. The head of my cock was now resting on the opening of her cervix.
"How do you feel?" I ask her.
"My pussy hurts a lot. But not nearly as bad as when Johnny fucked me." she replied.
"The next time we fuck it should not hurt at all and you will have a lot of orgasms."
I hoped the numbing of her womb would make the next part easier. I pulled back and drove hard into the muscular ring of her cervix.
"UH!" I said as the head of my cock opened her cervix and drove into her womb. The next three inches of my cock followed only stopped by the end of her womb. It felt like a steel trap had slammed shut on my cock.
I held still to allow my cock to recover and to allow her uterus to grow accustom to the stretching. The only good thing was Ann did not feel a thing. After a couple of minutes I pulled my cock back out of her cunt. The ring of her cervix snapped shut as my cock was withdrawn. My entire cock was covered in blood that now flowed freely from her cunt.
I decided to go on. Whatever damage I had done would not get any worse. The next stroke was much easier. I could get eight inches of my cock into her. At this point I was not going to hold out much longer.
So I just started to fuck her at a reasonable pace with each stroke fully withdrawing and then driving back to the end of her womb. I used my hand to start rubbing her clit. I could tell it would not be long until she had her next orgasm. Over the next couple of minutes I continued to fuck her as hard as I could.
"YEOW!" she screamed as she had her last orgasm. I drove my cock into her cunt as hard as I could then used my body weight to force the last couple inches of cock into her womb. I shot the largest load of cum of my life into her womb and then collapsed on top of her.
A couple of minutes later I pulled my shrunken cock from her bleeding cunt. I pulled my pants back on and walked around to see how she was doing.
Ann had passed out from the last orgasm. She was just starting to come out of it.
"Whoa, that was great!" she said.
I need to check and make sure I didn't hurt your vagina I told her. She was still leaking a lot of blood from her vagina. I picked up a clear plastic speculum and pushed it into her vagina then slowly opened it up. I could see I had torn her cervix open and two small tears at the mouth of her vagina. The damage to Ann would just need a little time to heal so I closed the speculum then pulled it from her cunt.
I picked up an 8 inch long dildo that had a flat base and was sized about one and a quarter inches in diameter. This should fit nicely up her cunt-chute into her womb and not cause too much pain. I wanted to make sure her womb and cervix stayed stretched. The dildo was hollow with holes running along its length. This was to insure any fluids trapped in her womb or cunt would drain out. The last feature was a tee handle that would fit in the end of the dildo. This handle would then force the four inter blades to opened wider as it was turned. The head of the dildo would open to three inches in diameter over the first four inches of the dildo. I slowly opened the dildo until I had stretched her womb to about two inches wide.
Ann did not seem to fell a thing. I gave her an injection of a strong pain killer and a sedative to keep her knocked out for 12 hours.
Chapter 3
Over the next few days I kept her knocked out most of the time and fucked her at least 8 times each day. Then I started her on a complete sex education. Over the next month she had learned to take my cock down her throat, take my cock into her womb without any pain, and take it and bigger objects up her ass. We maintained a healthy minimum of 8 good fucks a day. Finally it was time to return her to her family. This was very hard on her to leave me. So her parents agreed to allow her to sleep at my house each night and then return first thing in the morning.
Dr Gyno