Perverts 'R' Us

Fun with Andy (Part 1)

By The Visioner of the Night ( M/b, pain, tort, blood )

This series contains EXTREME violent and sexual themes between an adult and child. This story is not for the weak stomach or the morally sane. Hard, Evil Stuff lies ahead. If you like the sound of this, then read on. Enjoy another tale from The Visioner of the Night.

Andy was victim number one hundred and twenty something. The six year old little girlie boy had no clue that I was watching him for 3 weeks. As he played on his green front lawn with his toy lawnmower trying to be just like his daddy, I was in my van whacking away, thinking about the things that I was going to do to him. I masturbated a number of times looking at his small plump little ass. His tight little baby shorts and exposed, thin mosquito legs and arms were enough for me any day. My plan was set. I had to have this little fucker immediately.

Every day, the paperboy would ride past on his bike while Andy played with that stupid fucking lawnmower. Most of the time, he would deliver the paper and keep riding his bike. But occasionally, He would stop and say hello to Andy and his Mom if Andy's mother happened to be on the porch at the time. Of course, with daddy at work sitting over some useless goddamn paperwork. Dumb ass Detective cop-pig.

As the paperboy did his stride into the sunset, the dumb ass little boy would run after him like a stupid, ambitious mother fucker all the way to the corner, watch the biker disappear into the next block and then come back to the porch. Mommy allowed this. Guess she thought nobody would fuck with a cop's son. Stupid bitch. I parked my van on that corner the next morning, and as the paperboy faded away into the distance I grabbed Andy and stuck a needle in his little shoulder. I threw my new boyfriend into the van and rode away undetected.

Some years ago, my Dad died and left the house with me. I don't know how he paid for it, considering that he never did anything except fuck the hell out of me and my little sister. Eventually my sister left home to live with my uncle, who still fucks her till this day. He's her godfather and he takes very good care of her. Dad and I became lovers, and eventually he died from a heart attack. Mom died giving birth to my sister. That's my story. Maybe that's why I turned out like this.

I brought Andy into the house and stripped him naked. I handcuffed his arms in back of him and put a leash on his neck. I took him to my basement and laid him in a pissy corner and started pissing on him to wake him up. I aimed the stream at his face and got the fucker to come around. He awoke with a stupid, confused look on his face.

"Where is mommy?" spoke the stupid fuck.

"Mommy doesn't want your little stupid ass anymore. She told me to torture you like a baby cunt and make you cry real, real loud. You understand me, dumbass?" I spoke softly.

"Leave me alone. Where is my mommy? MOMMY!" yelled my new torture fuck.

"Nobody can hear you down here, sweet ass, and I told you that mommy hates your retarded ass. She told me that she wished you would die and that she never, ever wants to see you again."

The stupid baby ass-face started to weep and call mommy anyway. I was beginning to lose my patience, and without another word I kicked the idiot in his damn mouth with my steel toed cowboy boots. He fell back and I yanked him back up by the leash around his neck and spat in his face. "Shut the fuck up!" I yelled.

He kept whining, like a damn little prostitute whore who got fucked and didn't get paid for it. I punched the slut in his face and beat him like a wild animal. I stomped on his head and his little fingers, giving the prick something to cry about. I beat him to a pulp until he stopped crying. He just lay on the floor, staring at the sealing. I picked him up and strapped him to my torture table. It was time for The Visioner to be serviced once again.

I left the basement to get a snack while baby fuck came around. I wanted his full attention. I also prepared a snack for him. I came back down to the basement and Andy was back to normal. Mommy this and Mommy that.

"Ready for a snack, lover?" I said.

"I want my mommy!" again.

The ass-head was too dumb to say anything else. I fucking hate kids. Stupid asses. I held a handful of live spiders and told Andy to open his mouth.

"Eat these and I promise I'll take you back to mommy."

"You promise?" Andy said.

"Cross my heart, now open up!" I told him.

The queer opened his mouth and I placed about eight to ten fat, juicy ass spiders on his tongue. I told the faggot that he had to chew 25 times and then swallow. He closed his mouth and started chewing the spiders. I could hear the juice from the spider's plump asses busting in his mouth. Andy's face was that of horror and disgust, but he just kept chewing away. Eventually, he swallowed and opened up to show me.

"Can I go now, mister?" the hog spoke.

"Okay, but you have to do just a few more things for The Visioner before you leave, okay?" I said.

"But you said!" he whined.

"Just a few more things, okay, and I will take you home. This time, I cross my heart times two." I said convincingly.

"Well, okay!" said the idiot-face.

I told Andy that if he complained about anything I wanted him to do that all promises were off because he didn't keep his. He agreed.

I got on top of the table with the boy all naked and started kissing his sweet mouth. At first he tried to resist, but I guess he remembered the deal, because he was offering me a lot of tongue. I slobbered in his mouth and made love to the little boy. I closed my eyes and drifted away in his hot mouth for about fifteen minutes. Just sucking his tongue and swallowing his saliva. Who needs a wife or anything else, when you can share spit with a 6 year old? I licked his face all over; his cheeks, forehead, and nose. I sucked his hair, licking his scalp and inhaling with my nose in his mouth, smelling his sweet breath. I wish his daddy could see me make a man out of his little boy.

I rose up and aimed my dick at his wet mouth and eased down. He knew exactly what I wanted and complied without question. He sucked my dick like he sucks popsicles and lollypops - so goddamn warm and mushy. The suction was driving me wild. I pulled out until the tip was in front of his face and told him to stick his tongue inside my pee-hole.

He fucked my dick-hole with his young tongue and I almost had a goddamn seizure. Dad introduced me to this. I use to love to lick inside his piss-hole just like Andy did to me. I pulled away and turned around to offer the little baby my asshole. He started licking and slurping my crack like he's been doing it for years. He shoved his tongue deep in my asshole and seemed to love it. I sat on his face and held there while his tongue was nested in my ass crack.

I pulled up and told him to put his lips around the hole and hold them there. With a little push I started to fart in the baby's mouth. It just held there and took all the gas I had to offer. Loud pops went into his mouth and he just swallowed the stink air and prepared for the next one. I had a six year old swallowing my farts willingly.

His little dick was rock hard and this started to piss me off. I wanted him to hate everything I was doing to him and he learned to accept it. It was time to get evil.

I got off the child and made him lick my arm pits. I told him to grab the deodorant with his teeth and pull it out and eat it. He cleaned my armpits and ate all of the old flaky white stuff deodorant I fed to him. I pulled my small table with my torture tools over and brightened the upper light. I took an old wet sock that was in the piss corner of my basement and shoved it in the baby's mouth. I told him that he was going to feel a whole lot of pain, so he should bite on the soaked piss sock to try and keep his mind off of it. I knew that this would be impossible, but having him suck on a pissy sock was exciting.

I grabbed a safety pin from my table and unhooked the needle from its safety head. I grabbed the little pervert's stiff 2 inch penis and slowly started pushing the pointy pin down his piss canal. His agony became indescribable as he moved as much as he could and moaned like an animal into the sock.

I longed to see a child in pain like this and I kept pushing the needle in ever so slowly to keep this retard suffering. His cocked twitched and his eyes rolled back into his head. This fucker was fucking in pain. After the pin was embedded into his dick hole all the way to the end, I started to pull it out slower than I put it in. When the pin was almost out, I began to push it back in slowly. The metal had blood smears on it and the fucker was tearing and shaking his head from left to right, drinking piss from the wretched sock in his mouth. I romantically fucked his piss hole with the safety pin for about 20 something minutes, taking my time with each stroke.

Keeping the pin in his dick canal, I detached his legs from the table straps and got up on the table with my boyfriend. I lifted his legs and placed my dick to his virgin asshole. I applied pressure and started to slip my 10 inches into his asshole. I pushed and pushed until my balls was touching his ass crack.

By this time he had spit the sock out and was howling like a damn wolf. I spit into his open mouth and began fucking his baby asshole. He was tighter than slipping a wedding ring on my cock. I spit on my cock and smeared some of the spit around his asshole for lubrication. Then I began to jackhammer the little gay fucker's asshole. He cried and cried as I penetrated his sweet asshole, pushing in to the hilt as hard as I could. I tried to fuck his intestines and impregnate the baby vomit. I dug deep with my cock and pumped my rod way up the little bitch's stomach. I continued to spit on his face and slap the fucker like the whore that he was. In and out I massacred his asshole.

Not wanting to cum just yet, I pulled out the baby's ass and was shocked to see a massive amount of blood. I looked down and saw that I ripped the fucker's asshole. I needed something to soak up the blood, so I grabbed a box of salt and started to pour it in his asshole. The baby yelled mommy and all types of other shit I couldn't make out. Who gave a fuck anyway?

I took my fingers and rubbed the salt into his asshole, paying close attention to the split that I created going up his crack. I sucked my fingers and was stunned to see how salty ass tasted. I was in a fucking trance and that baby's yelling was like a blur. I grabbed the pin still embedded in his cock and began to fuck his dick ferociously with it. Blood started squirting out and the baby started to go into a seizure, foaming at the mouth and shaking like a goddamn car engine. I put my mouth to Andy's mouth and started drinking the foam he produced. I took the needle out of his penis and started to jab at his right eyeball with it. I fucked his nostril with it and fucked his ear canals. This fag was having the best orgasm most people would never get to experience.

I went back to sucking foam from his baby mouth and occasionally snort some up my nose. It was fucking fantastic, getting high off of Andy's spittle. I didn't want to kill the little fucker (not yet anyway), I like prolonged suffering. I halted the assault on the little bastard and injected him with an intravenous that would stop the seizing. It would put him to sleep for now and all the pain would end.

I had to do some medical work on Andy in order to keep him alive. So I stitched up his asshole and treated his little penis. I also put a patch on his little eye and took care of the other things. Maybe I'll take him back to mommy tomorrow. Or maybe I'll bring mommy to see him.